king of yokohama

You are standing on the streets of Yokohama, with corpse after corpse laid out in front of you, which have not had time to be cleaned up.When people die, they are all the same, there is no distinction between high and low.

Among the piled up corpses are the corpses of members of the Port Mafia, members of other organizations, and the corpses of civilians who were accidentally injured.Some of their expressions are forever frozen in the moment of despair, and some have not had time to change from calm to frightened.There are also those who go to death calmly, but they are not here.

More corpses could not be pieced together, and the shape of a person could no longer be seen. Only some broken limbs, broken arms and rotten meat-like internal organs, intestines hanging on trees, fingers left on the roadside, and the remains of many buildings Blood seemed to be spilled on the wall on purpose, staining a large area and exuding a stench.

Combined with the bullet craters on the charred ruins and the bullet casings all over the ground, it is not difficult for people to guess that a fire/fight just happened in this area.

Purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.You step on the unknown corpse and walk aimlessly, and suddenly you hear a cry - a faint, sobbing, full of vitality, the cry of a child.

The footsteps that were going straight, turned a corner inexplicably, and walked towards the ruined house where the crying sound came from.

What came into view was a cute little girl, who was sitting beside her parents' dead bodies and weeping. In addition, there was a young man in a beige trench coat standing in front of her.

Baishan Jiguang's body was given to Fusangshen's spirit for use, and the incarnation of Yaodao Zuige has already gone to the place of decisive battle.With only a jackknife in your hand, you walked towards the red-haired young man with two guns.

"Don't cut the weeds and roots?" You stopped about two meters away from them and asked.

No matter which party the organization is from, as long as they encounter the survivors left behind by the civilians in the firefight, they will not be allowed to continue to live and cause future troubles for the organization.

The red-haired young man glanced sideways at you.

You suddenly realize that the person in front of you is the prototype of the youthful appearance that you haven't seen for a long time, and you put away the contempt caused by the other person's harmless and peaceful temperament.Can the man who is qualified to let the roots of the world remember his appearance be some ordinary person?

"It's just a kid." Perhaps feeling that you didn't mean anything malicious, the red-haired young man withdrew his gaze from you, and his eyes fell on the girl who was afraid because another stranger came and pulled the hem of his clothes, and stroked him comfortingly. Touched her little head.The gun callus on your hand attracts your inquiring gaze.

"Can you guarantee that she won't seek revenge from Hong Kong gangsters when she grows up?" It seems that there is no way to kill people to silence her.You didn't force it, and closed the jackknife meaningfully.

"I will teach her well." The red-haired young man's attitude is very gentle, and he behaves like an ordinary person in every way, but there is some kind of persistence that you can't understand hidden in those blue eyes.

"Okay. Just treat me as a good deed every day." You shrugged indifferently, took out your phone, and shook it at the other party, "I think you're pretty good-looking, can you exchange your contact information?"

You just want to know why this person can have the favor of the root of the world.

You successfully got the phone number of a young man named "Oda Sakunosuke", and you stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus bored.

Ling said before that he would arrange someone to meet you, but he didn't say that this person was Osamu Dazai.You stared at the innocent and cute little face with a smile revealed by the slowly rolled down car window for a while, then reached out and pinched his cheek, "You still dare to come see me?"

I really thought you couldn't figure out who used a photo to do the ghosts of you being transferred to Ikebukuro to do missions in advance, and the Shura field caused by the explosion support group and so on.

"Miss is not angry?" A little red mark was pinched on the fair cheeks, Osamu Dazai put away his flattering smile, a little surprised at your calmness, it seems that he is ready to be interrupted by you.

"Why am I angry." Naturally, there will be a female self to deal with him at that time.You withdrew your hand, opened the car door and got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, "You're just inferior to others."

Dazai stopped talking.

You ignore him and look down at your phone. Lin Ye has a lot of secret information about Yokohama supernatural beings. His business scope is not limited to Ikebukuro and Shinjuku.It's the first time that Xiao Jing has done that type of mission and will report to you every few minutes.It seems that he is very anxious, but his mental quality is not bad, and he didn't say that he would give up the task.

After a while, Osamu Dazai, who drove on the road as a minor, couldn't sit still.Seeing that the road ahead is in good condition, he turned his head and approached you suddenly, "Missy, did you change your body wash?"

"So obvious?" You remained calm.After being knocked down by a green sparrow and triggering a collision of pheromones, you took a shower with orange-flavored body wash three times before suppressing the smell of melon. How could it still be there now?

"The fragrance of melon." It is the kind of intellectual and elegant fruity fragrance.Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and smelled it carefully, and then opened his eyes, with a smile in his voice, "I think Missy is more suitable for this fragrance than citrus."

"Are you flirting with me?" You closed the flip phone and put it away, pushing away the boy's head that was getting closer and closer, "Drive well." This person would actually say such words to you, could it be that the sun today? Came out from the west?

"It turns out that the eldest lady knows that this is flirting." Osamu Dazai let you push him away, looked at the road ahead, and suddenly smiled softly, obviously with malicious intentions, "Then why did you do this with the leader? ?”

What do you mean by that?You were stunned for a moment, and just as a bit of anger rose in your heart, it was extinguished by the other party's next words, and you even felt a little chilly.

"Is it like this between normal father and daughter? Is it like this between uncles and nephews? Is it like this between relatives who are connected by blood?" The brown-black haired boy looked at the road, not at you, and spoke softly, assuring Only the two of you can hear it.

Sharp language is like the sharpest bow and arrow pointing directly at people's hearts.You bowed your head and covered your face with your hands.After a while, I lifted it up and murmured, "Those are all...before I was 14 years old."

After the age of 14, after Jun was killed, you never accepted Mori Ogai's overly intimate behavior towards you.

Before you knew whether Mori Ogai's behavior towards you was normal and whether it belonged to the category of love, you were once confused by that silent and tender way of getting along.There is no shame in admitting this to you.When you are sensible, you will not excuse him for his distortion hidden under love and warmth.

It turns out that even though your emotional apathy has improved a lot now, you still don't feel the joy, guilt, pain, self-loathing, etc. that normal people should experience after understanding what these things mean.

You can never tell the difference between love and family affection.But when you look at these things rationally from a male perspective, everything is different.

Mori Ogai wants you to have only him in the world, and only enjoy his love.He does not regard you as an independent personality, but as "property" that he can occupy at will, and regards you as the expansion of his own life.

You can't bear this kind of selfish and domineering love.

"Dazai, I understand now, is it too late?" You looked at the boy beside you.I have been on the wrong path for more than seven years, and I have not corrected it until the last two years, because of Chun's vigilance.Can you really get back on the right path completely?

You lost your father early.In your gradually blurred childhood memories, Makoto Yabana is a man who loves his wife more than his children, and his work more than his wife.To be honest, the love he gives you is not as much as the German Shepherd who stays with you at home.

After so many things happened, you really regarded Mori Ogai as your relatives, as your second father, and even began to accept that under his vague temptation, you gradually put away the ignorant and dependent Feelings recognized as true love.

But your soul is free. With the experience of your previous life, you know what true freedom is. You will not be blinded by the delicious candies and sweet words of flowers, gems, and you don’t want to be his slave, his captive pet, his tools.

"It's not too late." The boy's overly delicate side face became softer under the sun, he still didn't look at you, but just drove the car more steadily, "It's good for you and me, miss, to be more awake."

No one tells you that it's wrong to like your uncle when you're at your most emotionally ignorant, and you don't know if other doting fathers do the same thing.

And when you are vaguely aware that something is wrong, there is a bystander who soberly questions you, but you don't dislike his honesty.

As a male, you can analyze yourself more rationally.

You know that what you like is not Mori Ogai, but the image of the perfect father in your mind.You know better that the reason why the deformed way of getting along for seven years is because Mori Ogai has kept you living in the greenhouse, isolating the voices and disgusting eyes of all opponents.

If you have never been exposed to the outside world, never flew out of his control, never demonstrated your own value, and followed the path he planned for you, then even when you grow up, you don’t need to face reality.Mori Ogai's strong desire to control makes him firmly grasp what he likes in his hands, and he will never let you fly too high or too far.

The method like boiling a frog in warm water distorts your already shaky three views.

And now Osamu Dazai tells you to face reality and stop having unrealistic fantasies about Mori Ogai... To be honest, you know that he did this to get more from you in the future interests, but I can't hate it at all.

"Dazai."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

The car nearly hit a fire hydrant.Osamu Dazai slammed the steering wheel and crushed several unrecognizable corpses lined up on the side of the road before bringing the car back on the right path.

The sensitive/sensitive topic is over.He looked at you in surprise, and said in an exaggerated tone, "I thought Missy would insist on defending Chief Sen."

"Don't say such things to Nobuko in the future. After all, I can say that Mori Ogai is bad, but others can't." You unceremoniously complained about yourself as a girl, and separated the female and male self, "Also don't call I'm the eldest lady, just call me by my name."

You think Osamu Dazai is quite to your liking.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai smiled with squinted eyes, like a little fox who has achieved his goal.In fact, you can see that he also separates the female you from the male you, "trade winds."

...how should I put it, when I was called by my name for the first time, it felt a bit delicate.