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Thereafter, resume normal life.

Osamu Dazai would still go to Asaba Onto's office every day, and would still spend the whole night in the bar, like a child looking for his favorite toy, but the rumors in the organization were quietly suppressed, and no one dared to talk to him anymore. Gossiping about cadres in the organization, Asaba Onto belatedly thought:

Part of the reason for the awkwardness last time was that Osamu Dazai wanted to test Mori Ogai.

As usual, he succeeded.

Onto Asaba pushed open the door of the office, and took a look with his head slightly. The familiar person sat on his chair and clicked on the keyboard with one hand. He looked a little dispirited. He put the things in his hand on the table, and Onto Asaba leaned over. After taking a look, it turned out that the computer hadn't been turned on, and Dazai Osamu's face was reflected on the dark screen.

"what are you doing?"

"I was thinking, thinking about some very philosophical stuff."

Onto Asaba ignored him, and passed Osamu Dazai to take out some documents from the other side. Before he could open the documents, a hand pressed on them. Onto Asaba looked up with his fingers, and saw it just as he raised his head. Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes looked very unhappy.

"Dazai?"

"I'm very upset." Osamu Dazai paused every word, with a serious tone, "I suddenly realized that I've been wasted for another year, and this year I still haven't succeeded in suicide!"

Onto Asaba nodded, "And then? Are you implying that tomorrow is your birthday, let me prepare a gift?"

"Gift? After such a terrible year, do you still need to celebrate? Don't say such terrible things, Wen people!" Dazai Osamu grabbed his wrist and pulled him away, because he was a little caught off guard, and put it on the table All the information on the screen was swept to the ground.

Onto Asaba blinked, "Dazai, the file..."

"Your men will come to clean up, follow me now."

He was taken back by Mori Ogai for four years, and joined the port mafia for three years. This was the first time Asaba Onto missed work, although he was forced to.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, Onto Asaba was stuffed into the car. Osamu Dazai sat in the driver's seat from the other side. Onto Asaba silently put on his seat belt, and the next moment, the car was launched like an arrow off the string. , Onto Asaba was taken forward, and then the whole person was crushed on the seat.

It takes courage to ride in the car driven by Osamu Dazai, because he has a terrible desire to die. He often goes on a rampage without paying attention, intending to kill himself in a car accident. Because of this, most of Nakahara Chuya's car was damaged by him. Osamu Dazai came to the medical department half because he crashed Nakahara Chuya's car, and Chuya who was blown up violently beat him in.

The car quickly left the sphere of influence of the gangsters and flew towards the inaccessible place. Onto Asaba glanced at the dial during the period. It was a person who would be stopped by the traffic police on the spot if he was driving on Yokohama Avenue, and would be directly blacklisted. speed.

It's hard to imagine that a car can drive at such a speed, but Onto Asaba is not interested in cars, so he didn't say anything at this time.

Until the car reached a place where no one could be seen, and there were no buildings around, Onto Asaba glanced out. There were forests all around, and the lush green could not hide the desolation of this place.

When he turned his head again, there was no way ahead, but Osamu Dazai still did not slow down, and he even continued to increase the speed. Asaba Onto quietly looked at the cliff ahead, thinking: Is it a death for love?

With such a mentality, he rushed straight down, Onto Asaba didn't even blink his eyes, click, the car brushed countless weeds and finally stopped, Onto Asaba recovered from the bumps just now and realized that this place is actually not A cliff is just a steep slope.

"You're not nervous, and your heartbeat doesn't even speed up." Osamu Dazai said suddenly.

He put his hands on the steering wheel, and lowered his head slightly. In this small, confined space, they could even hear each other's breathing and heartbeat clearly. Indeed, Onto Asaba's heartbeat didn't speed up. It could even be said: Osamu Dazai His heart beats faster than his.

"Where are we?" Onto Asaba changed the subject.

Slightly curling his lips, Dazai Osamu lay down on the steering wheel and shouted confidently, "I don't know!"

"I really want to meet some interesting things, accidents are fine too!" Osamu Dazai made a displeased voice, "This world is so boring, and I don't have any new fun recently, I feel like I'm going to die of boredom Already!"

Onto Asaba looked at him, "Is this what you wish for?"

"what?"

"Birthday wish."

"perhaps……?"

Asaba Onto nodded, he leaned back in the chair, the cool air from the air conditioner in the car sprayed his face, "Where are we going now?"

"Not going anywhere, until Odasaku comes to find us, because the car is out of gas." Dazai Osamu pointed to the oil pan that was almost bottomed out, "The rest are for our air conditioner."

"When will Odasaku come to see us?"

"I set a time to send the letter at five o'clock tomorrow morning." Osamu Dazai said.

Asaba Onto turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, and after a while he turned his head and glanced at the dial again, "Is this oil enough for us to run the air conditioner overnight?"

Glancing at Onto Asaba very habitually, Osamu Dazai knew that the only question this guy could ask was this, but he figured out some of Onto Asaba's speaking habits and key choices, that is: he would never answer other people's questions. Choose to issue a challenge.

"Do you remember where you were before? It was the life before being rescued by Mr. Mori." Osamu Dazai said weakly, leaning on the back of his chair, "Speaking of which, I have always been curious about what kind of environment can teach Someone like you, even if you join the Mafia, you still maintain the love of life."

Asaba Onto thought for a while, "Before, I probably wandered in various places. At the beginning, I should have been in Tokyo."

"Oh? Wandering?" Osamu Dazai didn't quite believe it.

Let’s not talk about what kind of character a homeless person can develop. He has seen too many street children. Most of the children who can survive the homeless have the character of a wild dog, cruel and unfeeling, including the one he picked up from the slums. Akutagawa Ryunosuke, savage growth is probably their only strength.

But Onto Asaba is different. Although I can’t say how well he is dressed, Osamu Dazai noticed it when we met for the first time four years ago. Onto Asaba is dressed very neatly, and there is no trace of fighting in him. He is very quiet. How do you look at it? They are all children raised from wealthy families.

"I remember that the Akashi Foundation was the dominant family in Tokyo at that time. The wife of the Akashi family once asked me if I needed help. I left Tokyo not long after, and came all the way to Kanagawa, and then Yokohama."

The Akashi family is still the most powerful consortium in Tokyo, but Asaba Onto said that the wife of the Akashi family had died of illness four years ago. If what Asaba Onto said is true, then if he leaves a few days later , Maybe he can just save this lady, and then give himself a good future.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

"Have Wen people thought of doing other jobs in the past? For example, doctors in normal hospitals. After all, Wen people don't look like a mafia at all." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist and yawned and asked.

Asaba Onto tilted his head, "Is there any difference?"

"The difference? The difference is of course the mafia and the non-mafia. For ordinary people, the difference is so big that it can be seen at a glance."

"It's okay, I think it's the same whether it's a mafia hospital or a hospital for normal people, they save patients and save lives." Onto Asaba's voice was still gentle, "There is no distinction between high and low in life, saving everyone is the same. "

Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, "Your theory is still so strange."

Is the world fair?No matter how you think about it, everyone is different in this world. In terms of personality, intelligence, handling methods and even status, everyone is in a different position and doing different things. If in this situation It can even be said that they are doing unfair things.

Of course, the above sentence is just a sophistry of smart people.

"Then does Dazai want to go and do other jobs?" Asaba Onto asked back.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, "Oh? Do you think I will change jobs? Haven't you heard of this sentence? 'Osamu Dazai is a born mafia', isn't that enough to show my position?"

"Compared to the natural mafia, I feel that Dazai has always been bored. You joined the mafia before I joined. I asked you why. At that time, you said that something unexpected happened and thought it was very interesting. According to your For such an unsustainable reason and a wanton personality, is it normal to change jobs?"

Osamu Dazai stared at Onto Asaba until he turned his head and looked at him. After about three seconds of staring at each other, Osamu Dazai looked away.

It turns out that in the eyes of Wen people, he is such a person, but he is right, even Asaba On people can see it. It is estimated that Mr. Mori has noticed it a long time ago, and noticed that the port mafia may not bring him enough freshness sense, but also to accept some boring work.

In this situation, Osamu Dazai will get bored one day, and at that time... he will get out of control.

"Dazai?"

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai breathed heavily, he picked up his phone and glanced at it, then pushed open the door, the heat from outside the car rushed in for a moment, and Onto Asaba followed him out of the car, stepping on the messy on the grass.

He waved towards not far away, and soon a person walked along the wheel marks, it was Oda Sakunosuke.

"Actually, I have notified Odasaku long ago, so I won't stay in the car with you all night!"

Onto Asaba nodded to Oda Sakunosuke, and then whispered: "Mr. Odasaku seems very distressed to have a friend like you. He was called out by a friend on an emergency call while he was still at work. Although he knew that Dazai was The cadres will come here even if there is no danger."

Osamu Dazai glanced at Onto Asaba curiously, "Did you know that Oda Saku was working before?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No, no."

But it is strange that there is nothing wrong, Osamu Dazai put his hands in his coat pockets and thought: Is he not going to keep hiding it?