Forced to become a black young master in Hong Kong, I just want to win the Nobel Prize

No matter how resourceful Osamu Dazai was, he didn't have the brain to think that Mochizuki and Momoi were worried that he would be disrespected by his subordinates when he was in school.

If he knew, he might be interested in explaining to Mochizuki that the "tradition" in their organization about Xia Keshang had ended in his generation.

And if anyone in Hong Kong and Hei was asked to know about Mochizuki's question, he would be shocked beyond measure.

You know, there is a generally accepted truth in the dark world of Japan——

"For Dazai's enemies, the most unfortunate thing is being Dazai's enemies."

But now, Mochizuki, who is an ordinary businessman and the chairman of an export trading company, knows nothing about Dazaini's identity.

She recalled what she had said before, and thought that it was her suggestion to go out for a normal trip that caused all these problems.

She lowered her eyes, and then said nonchalantly: "Why don't you just forget it. Maybe I don't know much about Nissan's usual entertainment methods, so let's talk about it later."

Osamu Dazai thought about his entertainment in the past few years... nothing.

A certain rumor that he has not slept a day since he took the throne is actually correct to a certain extent.

Osamu Dazai stuck for a moment, touched the corner of his lips to cover up the moment of unnatural stagnation, and then smiled and said, "Why do you want to talk about it later? Mochizuki wants to hang out with me, doesn't he?"

"But..." It seems that it will cause a lot of trouble for Nissan and others.

However, Osamu Dazai interrupted what she said later: "Go." There was a hint of indifference in his gentle voice, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to remember his identity as an elder brother, so there were some elders in his voice The persuasion when teaching, "Why does Mochizuki change for other people's ideas?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai seemed to be asking Mochizuki.

Somewhere in his words convinced Mochizuki, Mochizuki paused, blinked his eyes, and nodded without reluctance after a while, looking very happy: "Yes! Go!"

If one dares to speak, the other dares to respond.

——So, under the protection of a group of bodyguards with live ammunition under their clothes, Mochizuki and Osamu Dazai completed today's outing.

However, in fact, the number of guards placed around the leader is ten times that of the one on the surface, and the rest are hidden in the crowd, in the windows of the building that are easy to snipe, and in the main entrances and exits.

Mochizuki also knew of their existence.

In this regard, she just thinks that Nisan may be a celebrity in Japan that she doesn't know but is actually very famous to some people.

And to some extent, she really didn't think wrong.

Speaking of which, the boy with such a big iron collar... Has Japan's non-mainstream culture developed to the point where even company employees are attacked?

Well, judging from his appearance, it seems that he really likes non-mainstream age.However, Nissan's corporate culture is very tolerant, and it is no worse than American companies to accept subordinates dressing up like this at work.

It's not easy to find a company with an open corporate culture in Japan. Unfortunately, the port trading company doesn't sound like it's related to biotechnology. Otherwise, you can go to Nissan's company for an internship after graduate school...

——Mochizuki, who has already made a detailed plan for her pre-doctoral life, has no idea about her real future at this moment.

For dinner, since Mochizuki wasn't much interested in eating out, they went home and enjoyed a meal cooked by the home chef (Mochizuki: "Wow, is there a dedicated chef? Can I order food? Saliva chicken can have Is it?"), Mochizuki held the saliva chicken with chopsticks in one hand, and dug a small spoonful from the ice cream into his mouth with the other hand, and ate two mouthfuls of rice from time to time. The seemingly random movements of the left and right hands seem to be able to sum up a certain law of large numbers after a long time .

Osamu Dazai watched Mochizuki's concentrated movements, and the smile on his face could hardly be maintained.

Even if he used to eat super spicy curry rice for some reason, and he once expected to perforate his stomach and succeed in suicide or something, but now—the bright red oil juice and snow-like ice cream lined up side by side Together, just looking at Dazai Osamu gave birth to some kind of hallucination of stomach discomfort.

...Even when I used to eat spicy food to kill myself, I never felt such a strong feeling.

Seeing Osamu Dazai watching himself eating curiously, but looking at her too much, Mochizuki couldn't help knocking on the table: "Nissan, you have to eat well, Nisan, you are so thin that I am very tired." I'm worried." Because of the extreme stimulation on the tip of her tongue, Mochizuki had to become a little bit tongue-tied.

"Huh? Did Mochizuki worry?"

"Of course, Nissan is really too thin. Even the stars on TV who have to pay attention to photogenic issues are not as thin as Nissan. It really makes people worry about Nissan's health." She took a few breaths, and then continued, "I always feel , Nissan needs to be taken care of."

Because of Mochizuki's urging, Osamu Dazai picked up the chopsticks and moved them.

However, Osamu Dazai was like a baby who was just able to serve the table. After eating a few times, his attention was attracted by other things, and he couldn't sit still at the table.

"Hey, Mochizuki" Dazai called out to Mochizuki while poking his chopsticks at the rice.

"Huh? What's the matter." After finishing speaking, eat well! ——I kind of know why you are so skinny.

Osamu Dazai: "Does Mochizuki want to be a star?"

"—Why did Nisan suddenly ask such a question?" Mochizuki looked up suspiciously.

Of course, Osamu Dazai couldn’t say that this is because Mochizuki in the parallel world is very interested in becoming an actor, so he tried to ask this question, but the Hong Kong black under him will definitely not be inefficient like Chuya. Mochizuki will not be troubled by rumors, and she will not be annoyed enough to quit the circle.

And—it seems quite interesting to watch Mochizuki singing and dancing.

Osamu Dazai finally said, "Probably because kids at Mochizuki's age are interested in the entertainment industry?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was very interesting, so he made a distressed expression and said: "Yeah - I also want to have more conversations with Mochizuki, I can't always rely on my sister to find a way, doesn't it seem silly?" Brother’s is too useless.”

"Hey, what does Mochizuki think?" Osamu Dazai looked expectant.

Different from his usual calm and almost cold eyes even with a smile on his face, Dazai's words sounded intimate and cute when he said them in an almost coquettish tone, which seemed distressed and helpless, and made people subconsciously want to comfort him, agree he.

If she hadn't been used to Nissan's gentle and strong side in front of her subordinates, she might have misunderstood Osamu Dazai as a dandy who wanders among the flowers, because such a tone can arouse the love and affection in any woman's heart. wanted to coax him.

... No, no, the two personalities of a rich businessman and a good at dating women are not opposites.

However, the contrast between the leader-like character who speaks one word in front of his subordinates and the current appearance of being soft and coquettish with distressed tone is really great!But it doesn't make people want to exclaim in disbelief at all, on the contrary, this contrast makes people want to get close to him even more!

Mochizuki thought so too.

——Is Zhige such a peerless cutie?Is he kidding me?

She almost agreed, but her sanity returned too quickly.

She had a solemn expression: "No way, the most important thing for students is to study. Being a star is a waste of energy. What if I don't get the Nobel Prize?"

Dazai Mochizuki, an ordinary high school student who received basic education in China and was brainwashed to become a scientist and win a Nobel Prize.

"I'm not interested in celebrities or anything fancy."

"Nissan is the same. After all, the fan economy is prevalent in this era. I can't say anything, but Nissan, you can do investment or something, forget about chasing stars. If you like stars who can only sing and dance, it's better to like to be on the front line of scientific research." The scientific researchers who are working hard, they are the great people who have contributed to the prosperity of the country under our feet." Mochizuki said with a righteous face in the voice of a young pioneer.

Osamu Dazai: "..."

He showed a rare blank expression.

It took him a while to get back together.

Looking at Mochizuki, he couldn't help but be tainted with a trace of complexity.

... Is there something wrong with Mochizuki's character?

Only now did Osamu Dazai realize Mochizuki's magical style of "reading only sage books".

"Does Mochizuki want to... win the Nobel Prize?" He blocked his lips and said with difficulty.

Mochizuki affirmed without hesitation: "I have been working hard for this for almost ten years!"

After finishing speaking, she saw Dazai's strange expression, so she showed a trace of doubt: "Nissan, don't you agree with my ideal?"

"No, of course not." Osamu Dazai, who had already decided to play the role of a gentle and doting good brother, certainly would not overturn on such a simple issue.

Keenly, he has already noticed that behind this seemingly simple question is actually a major crisis concerning whether they can still be brothers and sisters. If there is any objection to his answer, no, perhaps a little hesitation, he has a good feeling in Mochizuki's heart. The image of the elder brother will collapse, and what is more serious may cause Mochizuki to turn around and go back to Tokyo, severing relations with him.

Oh, Mochizuki...

Even the attitude of "we'll separate if we don't get along" is shown without any concealment. Should we say she is straightforward and honest, or should I say she is naive and cruel...

Mochizuki, who knew nothing about the sudden and extremely complicated psychological activities in Nissan in front of him, and actually didn't think about it at all, continued babbling unknowingly: "Let me just say, we in the Asian circle have all the ideas of education. It’s almost the same, they all hope that their children can study hard to be a scientist or something. The current Japanese Nobel Prizes are still the capital left over from the Heisei era, and what you see at a glance is going to be green and yellow..."

The author has something to say:

Dazai really loves Mochizuki, the first step is to cultivate Mochizuki's self-confidence to carry out her own will.