How I was forced to be a boss

The red soup in the mandarin duck pot I prepared just looks scary, but in fact it should be slightly spicy, which is acceptable to the Japanese.

There should be tripe on the table, beef and mutton, bean skin, etc., as well as Osamu Dazai's favorite crab meat, which is far more than the three people can eat, and it is full of satisfaction just looking at it.

Most importantly, I have all my rations for the next few days.

"Why would you think of eating this?" Nakahara Chuya gasped softly without stopping his subordinates.

"Although Japan also has sukiyaki, which is also very good, but it really tastes the best!"

"Besides," I was so happy that I felt like I was able to take a small bubble, "At this time, I can always truly experience the happiness of life, and——"

"sense of security."

"sense of security?"

"Yes, the sense of security that important people are by your side," I glanced at Osamu Dazai, whose forehead was covered with beads of sweat, "the sense of security that no one will suddenly leave you."

Osamu Dazai paused with his chopsticks and blinked innocently.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked up at me suddenly, "Are you afraid too?"

"Of course." I looked at him in surprise, not knowing why he asked, "It's instinctive to be afraid of losing something important."

"Hey! Let's not talk about it, hurry up, it will be snatched up by Azhi in a while!"

Several people ate in full swing, and the host and guest had a good time.

After removing the table, I stood up.

"What are you going to do, Lingyang?" Osamu Dazai lay there paralyzed, even his voice was lazy.

I smiled mysteriously and walked into the bedroom.

……

"That guy, are you very disturbed?" Seeing that the girl disappeared, Zhong Yuan Zhongye asked.

"Who knows?"

"Hey, you bastard!" Just as anger was hanging on his face, Zhong Yuanzhong suppressed it again when he thought of something, "I won't let her get hurt anyway."

"...Damn it, you have to learn to rely more on us once in a while."

He lowered his head with a dejected expression, "Are we so untrustworthy?"

"Probably trying too hard to protect what you own."

Osamu Dazai looked at the hot pot on the table and suddenly said this.

"Yes……"

"Aji, Zhongye."

Hear the girl's voice!Sound, both of them shut their mouths.

The girl came out with her hands behind her back, and there seemed to be something hidden behind her.

"Today is a special day," she said.

Special day?

Both looked at her suspiciously.

The girl took out the thing hidden behind her and handed it to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai looked at the neatly wrapped gift in front of him, "For me?"

The girl nodded obediently and gave him a bright smile.

"Happy birthday, Aji."

Dazai looked up at her sharply.

I originally planned to ask him to go to the old place and hand it over to him. It would be better to invite Mr. Odasaku and Mr. Sakaguchi to celebrate together.But since we are here today, there is no need to worry about those formal issues. After all, there will be many opportunities in the future to play all kinds of tricks.

I turned to look at Chuya, "I also remember Chuya's birthday well, but I missed it this year, so let's celebrate together next year."

"...I don't care about such things!"

I smiled and didn't speak.

Poured a glass of milk for each of the two, "Because you have to drive later, so let's do this for now."

Raise your glass and say softly: "In the coming year, let's celebrate together again."

……

I looked at the two people who were silent in doubt, and glanced from Nakahara Nakaya to Dazai Osamu.

He drooped his eyes silently, and pursed his lips tightly.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt at a loss for a moment.

next year...

It sounds so far away.

But if it's her...

If it was her, by her side, even a person like him would have the qualifications to look forward to the future.

The corners of his lips curled up, and he heard his own happy voice, "Okay, let's celebrate together next year."

The scene where I bumped into a glass with two people and drank the milk together is inexplicably funny.

I took the opportunity to take out the camera.

"Look this way."

In the confused eyes of the two, there was a click, and this moment was left in the photo.

I didn't open my mouth until both of their glasses were put down, and smiled slyly, "So, my birthday is still a few months away."

! "Yeah, so that's the purpose?"

"huh~"

"I will prepare carefully." Zhong Yuan Zhong also promised.

The Society which I founded prospered, as may be said, under Poe's leadership.

Standing up from the sofa in the office, I reached out and picked up Mr. Edgar Allan Poe's little raccoon and hugged it in my arms, looking down at the book in my hand.

"I was so busy all day long that my feet didn't touch the ground, but it turned out that Ling Yang was so leisurely."

I don't really pay much attention to his usual daily complaints.

In the past, Edgar Allan Poe’s attention was always focused on me and Mr. Ranpo. Since he became the president of the association, he has met many like-minded people. unusually high.

The establishment of the association really enriched my granary as I wished.

"This is happiness!" I sighed, covering my face.

"Is that why you haven't written at all lately?" said Poe.

I continued to flip through the book under my hand, and took a sip of the coffee on the table.

"Because I'm planning other things recently, I've become busy again."

"what?"

I waved the book in my hand to him.

"Eh? It's not the work of a member of the association?"

"It's Mr. Odasaku's book."

That's right, the slow-moving guy is finally delivering again, and I'm literally crying with joy.

Although it is not considered a state of food shortage, human beings, as a kind of creature that never knows how to write the word "satisfaction", always want more after reaching a certain goal.

I set my eyes on Mr. Odasaku.

Burying my face in the little raccoon's fur, I said in a muffled voice, "Although detectives are great, there's only one way to feel pitiful."

Raising my head suddenly, I slapped the table vigorously, "The association needs to be expanded."

"Lingyang?"

I'm sorry Mr. Mori, I'm going to poach your corner.

I think sadly

"sure."

"……Eh?"

Sitting in the office of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, he answered Mr. Sen without hesitation!Yes, I was surprised.

Mori Ogai couldn't help complaining, "Hong Kong black is also very pitiful. Although Mr. Oda is very strong, he always does not work hard, and because of you, I dare not do anything to him. It is simply Hong Kong gangster moth, teacher!"

"Oda Sakuno helps him to eat Hong Kong black rice!"

The more Mori Ogai talked, the more angry he became, and the more he talked, the more wronged he became.

"Okay, okay, I'll take him away now." I comforted Mr. Sen.

In fact, I had to ask for Mr. Odasaku's opinion. I'm not sure whether he would like to change jobs, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

His current boss has long secretly wanted to fire him.

"Speaking of which, teacher, do you know the latest incident?"

"It seems that there are small Italian mafia families infiltrating Yokohama."

I raised my eyebrows, "Bai Lan?"

"It seems that he didn't instigate it. I heard that he heard something."

Speaking of news, then I might actually know something.

"For me?"

"It really is."

"Do you need to send Zhongya to your side?" Mori Ogai asked in a deep voice.

Although it was a question, I already had a decision in my heart.

For the current Hong Kong and black, it is absolutely inseparable from Mr. Zhuxi.

And Teacher Takenishi...

He glanced at the girl who was stroking the back of his hand.

Teacher Zhuxi will not leave them either.

However, unexpectedly, she turned down the offer.

"No need." I replied.

"I'll be fine, Mr. Mori."

Until I came out of Mr. Mori's office, I was still thinking about it in my mind.

There can be no doubt that the news came from Dostoevsky.

But both he and I know very well that it is impossible to really do any harm to me under the strict precautions of Hong Kong and black with this.

So why on earth did he want to set up this bureau?

I thought of Hoigawa.

That was also a bureau that couldn't hurt me.

I carefully sorted out everything, and suddenly felt that I had caught something!what.

What if the Hoigawa incident was regarded as a book?

I gradually stopped, and my thoughts turned rapidly.

Dostoevsky wrote a play for me, if this matter is turned into a book, then yes, Dostoevsky wrote a book for me.

"Want...to communicate with me?" I widened my eyes in disbelief.

It's weird, but that's how I understand it.

This person showed me his thoughts, his consciousness, his spiritual world, and then sent me... an invitation?

My expression gradually became strange.

"it hurts!"

"Feel sorry!"

Sitting on the ground is a child.

With black and white hair, holding a strange doll in his hand.

I squatted down, "Are you okay?"

"It hurts!"

He seemed to be in real pain, but instead of crying, he showed a weird smile.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of his exposed arm, and I was stunned.

"Why..." Hurt yourself?

"Hey, let's play."

"Varied……"

Then, the doll in his hand was torn apart in my sight, and I vaguely heard someone's voice calling me.

"Teacher Zhuxi!"

The sound of neat footsteps resounded throughout the corridor, gradually surrounding the two people in the middle.

"Mr. Akutagawa!"

The tense voices of the surrounding men in black trembled.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned and glanced at him, "Even if it's that teacher, it won't do anything, although..." At this point, he himself hesitated, "In short, the teacher doesn't have much force value, and he won't make a big deal. questionable."

I don't know whether to say this to others or to myself.

The fact that Mr. Takenishi was controlled by the Q ability quickly spread to the entire port mafia. Seeing the man stand up unsteadily, Hirotsu Yanagi and Ozaki Koyo came over, and even Mori Ogai rushed away. come over.

"Have you notified Mr. Dazai?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke asked his subordinates.

"It has been notified, Mr. Dazai said that he will come back as soon as possible."