I'm such a big son

Since Mori Ogai became the leader of PortMafia, anyone who has seen him from top to bottom, no matter how he thinks in his heart, touches his chest seriously when evaluating this BOSS, most of them start with "gentle" and "elegant". "Sensibility", "restraint", "insidiousness", "cunning" and other contents of the beholder's opinion are mixed in it as the end.

In short, his position is at least good news for the troubled city of Yokohama, and PortMafia, which was almost finished by the predecessors, has also improved somewhat——

——Until today, the guards outside the chief's office realized that this boss is actually the same as all supernatural power users, and the problem of psychological distortion is quite serious!

Let’s not talk about how Mr. Lantang, who hadn’t shown up during the vacation, appeared out of thin air in the office guarded by layers of guards. Mr. Mori, you, a 1.7-meter-five man hugging another man of the same height, don’t feel anything wrong Something is wrong?

"Call the treatment room and ask the medical staff to withdraw and prepare for isolation!"

First of all, as expected of an excellent military doctor, Mr. Zhang gave up the relatively air-tight elevator and chose the fire-fighting stairs to rush all the way into the treatment room.Fortunately, PortMafia is an in-world organization, and the boss's order is everything. At this moment, the treatment room has been separated into a separate isolation ward. Mr. Sen didn't call for help, and took blood for testing himself, and then sent out one order after another in an orderly manner——

"Underage members are not allowed to stay, and leave on leave!"

"All guards near the chief's office are quarantined!"

"The top floor and the fire escape are disinfected with medical disinfectant!"

"Scarlet fever."

He looked at the blood sample and frowned.

This disease does not occupy much space in the reports of epidemic diseases in East Asia, but it is actually a very terrible acute respiratory infectious disease caused by group A hemolytic streptococcal infection, with a long course of disease and many complications And patients are known to feel more pain.

During the war, there were large-scale outbreaks of scarlet fever in Europe and the Americas. It was mainly transmitted by air among minors. Usually, one child got sick, which eventually led to the loss of all the cubs in the family. Therefore, many parents learned that a certain child was diagnosed with this syndrome. Will directly choose to abandon the sick child to ensure the survival of other children.

Miss Rimbaud is not a minor, and she would be infected probably because she had close contact with a sick child for a long time. According to the conversion of time, ten years ago, it should be her family.

As she once said, the younger sister "Vitaly" who died...

That child was also abandoned by his parents and eventually died...?

"So, I'm curious whether you changed your fate in the end, Miss Rimbaud."

The long-haired woman who fell into a high fever was lying on the hospital bed very quietly, her white to transparent skin was stained with a layer of red, and the unsightly rice grain-shaped rash began to appear in patches along with bleeding spots.

The medicine was infused intravenously through a flexible tube, and the man saw that the inside of her elbow joint, which had always been wrapped under a long-sleeved shirt, was surrounded by blue blood vessels with pinhole marks that would never disappear—"No wonder Dazai-kun is dependent on analgesics." When you are so angry, do you think of your past self?"

"A language genius born in the French countryside, broke up with his mother at the age of 12, ran away from home completely at the age of 14, refused the admission notice of the University of Paris, scribbled disobedient words like 'kill God' outside the church, wandered around the streets, and was finally waved by the revolutionaries. 'Crazy Lan' adopted by Dreyer."

"Super-class freelance killer 'Drunken Boat', currently a senior official of PortMafia, a mafia that adopted five unrelated orphans...Miss Rimbaud, which side is closest to the real you?"

Mori Ogai stood in front of the hospital bed and looked down at Rimbaud, who rarely showed weakness. The platinum-gold edge of the scalpel flashed through his fingertips—killing her right here, this option is quite tempting.

Her supernatural ability is too terrifying, ignoring the restrictions of space and physical laws, breaking the separation between Yin and Yang, and it is impossible to kill with normal means.On the other hand, she is well aware of her plan along the way, and they are accomplices who bear the same responsibility under all crimes and conspiracies.

Killing Rimbaud, and then absorbing her adopted children into PortMafia, he can easily confuse the sight with his means——

It doesn't even have to be violent, just a slight adjustment in the dose of the drug... no, just slackening the treatment is enough.

Because of Rimbaud, extremely rare symptoms of poisoning appeared.

It probably has something to do with her race. There is almost no such phenomenon among Asians, but this is indeed the manifestation of the highest death rate.

If Rimbaud "dies from illness", he will get rid of the biggest security risk and get a batch of excellent combat forces that are growing.Maybe Osamu Dazai, who is too smart, is a trouble, but in this world, countless lives are lost in a year, and his "witness to the will" is not without options.

Ripples flashed across the purple eyes, and his eyes moved away from the patient in shock, and inadvertently glanced at the hem of the white coat... On the day he became a doctor, he seemed to have sworn an oath.Although he never took seriously the oath he said casually to the picture hanging on the wall, but at this moment, it became the first boulder that stumbled his footsteps.

The reasonable and logical optimal solution is to kill the weak woman in front of him now, but for some reason, the body is reluctant to put the plan in the brain into action.

Don't use a scalpel, it can't explain the reason for cutting the trachea, ah, and this way of death is too ugly, not worthy of Miss Rimbaud's beauty; air bubbles are mixed in the intravenous infusion... It's not good either, it's too painful , Miss Rimbaud will be sad for a long time to get relief; add insulin to the liquid...she will be dizzy and nauseous, already suffering from high fever, adding new symptoms is too cruel.

Even if he thought of no less than a hundred murder methods and found reasons to overthrow them one by one, what he really realized was that he didn't want her to die from the bottom of his heart.

Death is another form of life, but it is also the end, declaring that it will return to dust, and all fetters in the world will no longer exist.If Miss Rimbaud died here today, Ogai Mori felt that he would cry for her.

Unfortunately, he is not only himself, he is also the leader of PortMafia, a slave of PortMafia.

"..."

"Your vision for picking men is really not good, Mr. Lantang."

With his fingers, he picked up the pulley that controls the infusion speed, and before he could cut off the medicine completely, a pale young man with disheveled hair "Du, Du, Du" crookedly crashed into the treatment room, stood up straight and his eyes darkened: "Ah~Mr. Sen , Thank you for taking care of my mother all the time, but at this time~"

He sat on the edge of the bed and glanced sideways at the pulley in Mori Ogai's hand: "At this time, whether it's a lover or a husband, neither is necessarily more reliable than a son, don't you think?"

Mr. Mori looked helpless, looking at him like looking at a child who gave parents a headache and could not laugh or cry: "Mr. Dazai, the leader's order is to quarantine, and the primary quarantine target is minors. Your behavior has already disqualified."

"Oh, then it's fine to defect, I don't care~ Nei, the testator of your will 'suddenly' defected and was killed... This good show that will kick off after my death is really exciting people look forward to."

The black-haired boy's stature has not yet reached the height of an adult, but the gloomy aura surrounding him is not inferior to that of the elder in front of him.

There were only three people in the room, one of them fell into shock caused by a high fever, and the remaining two stood opposite each other in silence.

Purple and iris collided, and no one would give in. The atmosphere could not be described as sinister only.

Rimbaud, who was in a coma, suddenly realized something, and slowly opened his eyes. Theoretically, she should not be able to see anything now, but the long-haired woman slightly hooked her fingers, and the pale golden palace instantly revealed the whole picture, and the supernatural power hidden in the subspace The life form stood in front of the black-haired boy Slender Xiao with a huge scythe on his back.

——I was really moved. The last time I saw this scythe, I personally tried its weight and sharpness.

"Relax, Ms. Rimbaud~ I'm just discussing the next treatment plan with the 'friendly' Mr. Hesen. The doctor and the patient's family will always stand at the opposite ends of the conflict, but there will always be common interests-the premise is that the patient's life The continuation of it. Now, don’t you think so? Mori, doctor, doctor..."

He opened his mouth and smiled maliciously.

Mori Ogai closed his eyes, smiled, bowed his head and sighed, it was really time, the reason why he didn't have to kill Miss Rimbaud was presented in such a smooth manner, well... the leader must learn to seize the fleeting opportunity and walk away from it steps.

He quickly let go of the hose that he had been holding on to, took out a pen from the pocket of his white coat, tore off the prescription pad and wrote like any good doctor: "Prescribe the medicine according to this dose, and the diet is suitable. The nutrition is light, don't eat foods that contain a lot of protein and crude fiber for the time being, and don't eat salt or sugar."

"One week at the fastest, half a month at the slowest, and it will be cured after the rash disappears and the skin fades. Ah! By the way, I am very busy with work, young man. It is expected that there will be an outbreak of scarlet fever complications in three days. Pay attention to monitoring. It is currently in the contagion period, and as for yourself... you are lucky."

Firstly, with the same malicious smile, the gentleman turned around and left the isolation ward for disinfection.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at the nervous Alice who suddenly appeared on the other side of the hospital bed wearing a nurse's skirt, blinked his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth to complain to Rimbaud who was lying on the hospital bed:

"Ah! Really, it seems that I can only stay here to take care of my mother. The work of PortMafia will be left to my brother and Oda Saku for the time being. Oh, I am such a filial son. Okay, okay , the patient should be quieter, otherwise I will use supernatural powers to make you calm down!"

"Even if you are an eccentric mother, I will still love you~"