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Then I found myself in a predicament with basically nowhere to go.

As soon as I came to this world, Osamu Dazai picked me up from the Port Mafia. I spent so many days lying in the medical room, and no one arranged any serious place for me to go. And today I was taken out of the ward by Osamu Dazai. I didn’t know the way back. What’s more, my injuries were almost healed, so I was too embarrassed to sleep on the bed in the ward.

There was no proper place to stay. I had wanted to sleep in a hotel, but I didn’t have the money yet.

So I had no choice but to follow Guangjin Liulang step by step after getting off the car, pretending that I was following him but actually seeing if I could help him in any way. It's a pity that in the middle of the night, there is really nothing that can be done after dealing with the traitor. Guangjin Liulang discovered that I was actually homeless now before I could follow him for fifty meters.

The old man wearing a monocle looked at me with an "Oh no, I have a headache" expression: "At this time, I can't arrange any accommodation for you... You should come with me first."

Awesome.

I didn't expect that a rebel ninja organization could actually arrange accommodation... I didn't have this kind of treatment when I was a serious genin.

Although he was a little surprised in his heart that the Port Mafia also provided food and accommodation, he still maintained his obedience on the surface and nodded to Guangjin Yanami.

But after all, it's already this time. Even if Mr. Guangjin kindly takes me in, I won't be able to rest for long. Except for the time when Mr. Guangjin fed me an extra meal because the sick meal was really unsatisfactory, and the time when I tossed and turned on the sofa in the living room waiting to fall asleep. From closing my eyes to opening them, I slept for less than four hours in total, and I didn't wake up naturally.

It’s not that I’m a very light sleeper, it’s just that the perception of ninjas is better than that of ordinary people. In addition, I am more alert than before when I am in a strange environment. I opened my eyes as soon as the third person’s breath approached the entrance door. .

There was a slight "click-click" sound from the door, and I reached out to reach for the short knife pressed under the pillow. A few seconds later, the door was opened from the outside. The person outside the door and I poked our heads, and for some reason we felt that Dazai Osamu, who was suspicious, was there. In this case, their eyes met.

"Good morning, Scared Bird."

Looking at Dazai Osamu's smiling face, I was stunned for a moment and couldn't remember how to react.

It’s just that I haven’t seen him for a few hours. I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I always feel that Osamu Dazai is wrapped in more bandages than before. The left half of his face that was not covered by bandages is now covered with bandages. A rather large piece of gauze. I didn't smell any medicinal smell, but there was a vague smell of blood hidden in the strong smell of alcohol.

If he went back in the middle of the night and had someone beat him up, I would actually be happy to see it, but I still asked cautiously: "Mr. Dazai, are you injured?"

"Ah, you're talking about this." Dazai raised his hand and touched the thick gauze taped to his cheek with medical tape, then showed an indifferent smile: "When I went back to sleep after drinking, I accidentally fell from the steps. Come down."

I:"……"

Does he want me to complain? But I feel like I lost if I complained.

The two unclear conversations with Osamu Dazai startled Hiratsu Yanami in the bedroom. At home, he just took off his coat, but the old man who still looked meticulous walked out of the bedroom, looking worse than when he faced me. My headache is even worse: "Dazai-sama... why are you at my house?"

Dazai Osamu raised the thing in his hand and shook it in the direction of Mr. Guangjin: "I'm here to deliver the thing."

"No, I mean, how did you get in?"

"Pry the lock." Osamu Dazai said innocently and confidently.

"...Thank you for the reminder. I will remember to change the door lock later."

As he spoke, Dazai Osamu threw the bag he was carrying to me. It still contained the same style of clothes as his, black and white, plus a black tie. The only difference from yesterday was that there was no one in the bag. A tanto-style straight-edged ninja sword. but--

——In their place were those placed on my clothes. I thought they had been destroyed along with my tattered Uchiha uniform, my ninja tools.

The steel ropes, shurikens and kunai were all there, a small scroll storing more ninja tools was placed next to a stack of shurikens, and even the ration pills in the small bottle were untouched. I remember that before I left the village to go on a mission, my brother installed six of them for me. I also complained to my brother about the use of this kind of emergency food that smells like an old man's age. My brother smiled and told me that it was just in case. My brother Uchiha Shisui and I would never have imagined that this "in case" would directly transport me to another world.

When Dazai Osamu saw me digging out the contents of the bag, he added with a smile: "Your cloth bag was too dirty, so I threw it away. As compensation, I gave you a new one from someone else, and pressed it Under the clothes."

I obediently dug out the compensation that was hidden at the bottom of my clothes.

The bag Dazai Osamu mentioned is obviously not the same thing as my Ninja Tool Bag. The leather square waist bag seems to be much better made than my original Ninja Tool Bag. Two belts pass through the upper and lower parts of the waist bag, with one end tied to the waist and the other end tied to the thigh.

Before I could thank Dazai Osamu, Mr. Hiratsu couldn't help but said: "Excuse me, this bag seems familiar?"

Dazai Osamu nodded happily and admitted: "It's Chuuya's."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> Guangjin Liulang covered his face as if he couldn't bear to look at it: "That adult will be angry."

Getting back to the topic, Guangjin Yanami cleared his throat and changed the topic from casual chat back to business: "Allow me to ask, Dazai-sama. As one of the top five cadres of the Port Mafia, you should not only make this trip specially." Just to give clothes to Black Lizard, a little-known nobody?"

"Ah, I just had an idea after I fell down. I just have nothing to do today, so I can borrow someone to give it a try."

"What about your work today?"

Dazai Osamu smiled extremely happily: "Leave it to Chuuya."

"That adult will definitely be angry..."

I couldn't help but feel a sincere sympathy for the "Zhongya" I had never met.

No, thinking about it carefully, I think I should be more sympathetic to myself now. What Dazai Osamu said suddenly inspired me... I guess there is another bad idea coming up, and I am the unlucky one.

"Then - change your clothes and come with me, Frightened Bird."

"...If I remember correctly, you just told me about five hours ago that Uchiha-kun will be handed over to the Black Lizard from now on?"

"That's why I said I "borrowed" the person." Dazai Osamu tilted his head, and the smile on his face deepened: "I will return the person properly."

These two people decided my today's itinerary and whereabouts in one word. Maybe my opinion was not very important. No one asked me if I was happy to go.

Mr. Guangjin, who took me in for one night, was kind enough to lend me a room to change my clothes. They were all dressed neatly, but the figures reflected in the mirror looked a little strange to me. Not even half of the Uchiha clan emblem could be found on the clothes he was wearing. The curly-haired boy looked lethargic and had a weak-looking face.

"You and your brother don't look much alike." The system commented: "You can't tell if you look at each other separately. Only when you appear at the same time can you tell that you are brothers."

"I know."

I lowered my eyes sadly, put the tie around my neck and tied a knot casually.

My brother, who is five years older than me, has inherited both his appearance and personality from my late grandfather. Although I have some similarities in facial features with my brother, I will never be able to treat life and the world like my brother Uchiha Shisui. All with expressions of love.

Thinking about it this way, a rebel ninja organization like the Port Mafia might be more suitable for people like me than Konoha.

"By the way, there's one more thing, Frightened Bird."

"what?"

"You're wearing the wrong tie."

"……I know."

Until I closed the door of Mr. Guangjin's house, I didn't change the tie that was tied in a haphazard way back to the correct way.

Dazai Osamu was standing in the corridor waiting for me. When he saw me coming out, he raised his eyebrows and gave a slightly playful admiration: "Wow——"

I touched my tie unnaturally.

The knot of the tie I tied was of course different from what Osamu Dazai taught me before. I also said before that when I tie things around my neck, I will only tie a sling in addition to the bow knot when bandaging.

The high-end black cloth strips were tied into a hanging knot at my collar. Osamu Dazai chuckled happily: "Jingniao, you may be very talented."

Looking at Dazai Osamu's smiling face, I had a bad feeling: "What kind of talent are you referring to?"

Osamu Dazai said seriously: "The ability to commit suicide."

I took off the tie around my neck with a dull face, rolled it into a messy ball, and stuffed it all into the leather bag with the ninja tool on my waist.

I tried my best not to die, and even signed an unknown contract with the system, allowing a self-aware and very dangerous spell to lodge in my eyes in exchange for a chance to live. Now he is evaluated by Osamu Dazai as having great talent in suicide... This really makes me unhappy.

Before Dazai Osamu took the subject away, I wisely chose to skip the irrelevant chat and get to the point.

"Mr. Dazai." I looked away, not looking at the book "Complete" that Osamu Dazai enthusiastically started selling to me, but directly expressed my doubts about his sudden bad idea today: "Do you need me to do anything? ?”

Dazai Osamu, who was talking about the chapter about hanging himself, fell silent.

I glanced up secretly, but my peek was immediately caught by Osamu Dazai.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I have an idea and I don't know if it can be realized."

As if by magic, Dazai Osamu put the book "Complete" back into his coat, and then the smile on his face widened to a level that made me wary.

"When I was drinking last night, I accidentally mentioned to my friend that I had recently picked up a child to be my subordinate. Then my friend's words gave me some hints." He raised the corners of his lips and suddenly lowered his voice and said: " 'If two people are together, then they're partners' - he said. I don't think it's impossible."

"Let me see, Jingniao. Let me see what you and Akutagawa can do."

Me: "...huh?"

and many more?

No, wait a minute?

What did Osamu Dazai say just now?

I stared at Osamu Dazai dumbfounded, suddenly falling into silence.

For some reason, the thing that shocked me more than the fact that I was going to partner with Akutagawa was... did Dazai Osamu actually have friends? ? ?

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