Port Mafia Play House

A bustling scene dissipated, and the night returned to normal.

The fireworks in the world are noisy and ordinary, and they get into the ears finely.

On the way home, August bought two watermelons, Oda Saku and Nakaya walked in front each carrying one, and Dazai and August stepped on the elongated shadows of their predecessors, trailing far behind.

On the quiet path, only the humming of cicadas.

Osamu Dazai likes to be quiet.

The more noisy the crowd, the more he felt out of place with the world.

Even though I have been staying in a quiet place, it is inevitable that I will feel lonely.

However, today is different.

Or rather, everything has changed since that day.

This feeling is really wonderful.

He turned his head to look at the person beside him, the light softened his outline, creating a false sense of dream.

August noticed his gaze and turned to smile at him.

"How about it, Dazai, is school fun?"

Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue inwardly.

This man is so boring.

Always ask questions knowingly.

He purposely replied, "Are you talking about the part of doing homework in class, the part of making trouble for Chuya—or, the part of being forced by someone's head? The part of love?"

August burst out laughing.

What rank is Rei Aoki, and what rank is Osamu Dazai.

Rei Aoki ran over suddenly, apologized to Chuya Nakahara, and with a few words, Osamu Dazai basically figured out the ins and outs of the whole matter.

Let's not talk about the speechless brain power - this person is too exaggerated, right?

You have to make arrangements to make friends, what is that slug, a little devil hiding in mother's arms and drinking milk?

Osamu Dazai couldn't help complaining: "Chuya is so old, can't he even make friends by himself?"

People are really different.

Some people have to struggle on their own from birth, and they are still struggling to deal with the malice from the world when they are teenagers.

Some people can have smooth sailing, hold it in their hands and put it in their hearts, and live in an artificial greenhouse without knowing it.

It's just so unfair.

Maybe even he himself didn't realize how sour there was in this sentence.

August couldn't take it anymore.

"What - do you think that what happened to Rei Aoki is because I'm worried about Chuya?"

Dazai Osamu's heart beat faster for a moment.

He said nonchalantly: "Otherwise it could be..."

"Have you seen Xiangyang?" August interrupted him with a smile, "How is it, isn't it cute?"

His eyes stretched, and he recalled the past, "When I saw Dazai, I felt that this kid Xiangyang would definitely get along with you."

"Although the advertisements were directly posted on the web pages he often visited, I was still a little worried that he didn't have enough funds. Fortunately, he still came."

The young man smiled and bent his eyebrows, "I just happened to meet you...but it saved me a lot of effort."

Osamu Dazai realized something instantly, and his heart stopped beating.

"I'm sorry..." August said, "I did these things without discussing with you, but if I took the initiative to introduce you, you must just find it boring, right?"

"In this world, there are also many people living many different lives."

"I just hope that those brilliant parts can be seen by Dazai."

He tilted his head, showing a somewhat mischievous smile.

"Is there any value for a person to live..."

August repeated slowly.

"Is Dazai still satisfied with the answer I gave?"

Just like that night, this person always seems to be able to give unexpected answers.

The heart is soaring.

Dazai opened his mouth and closed it again.

The surrounding scenery was far away, only the dark red eyes of the young man remained in his field of vision.

The sound of the heartbeat was so loud that it even drowned out the humming of cicadas in my ears.

thump.thump.

He has never confirmed so clearly that he is living in this world like at this moment.

To be cared for, to be cared about, to be trusted.

Osamu Dazai had never been cared for so carefully, so he didn't know how to react at this moment.

Fortunately, August seems to understand his predicament very well.

His hand fell lightly on top of Dazai Osamu's head.

August leaned down, looked at his stared eyes, and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"I am here……"

"Grow up well, Dazai."

The day after the summer festival, the leader of the group, Francis Fitzgerald, led a team of superhumans and arrived in Yokohama by private jet.

Rumors spread quietly.

It is said that the group's cooperation with the port Mafia this time is to recover the huge amount of money stolen by the defector.

For the middle school students who have worked hard for a semester, the happy summer vacation has finally begun.

For Hayakawa August on the ship bound for North America, the happy holiday ended in place.

Especially when he saw that the bodyguard assigned to him by Mafia at the port was actually Sakunosuke Oda.

"I'm done..." August despaired, "Jiguang, I'm done, really, I'm done!"

In the past, when the two were in different units, Oda would take care of him for an hour or two at most when he went home. Since they became colleagues, this time has been extended indefinitely!

Who knows how Oda Sakunosuke maintains the old cadre's life style in a unit like the Port Mafia, which is turned upside down day and night.

The group didn't want to make any noise. They probably wanted to take this opportunity to clean up a wave of spies. On the surface, the leader of the group was still in the port of Mafia. In fact, Fitzgerald and August took two boats and stuffed them into the A smuggling route in the port of Mafia.

Jiguang's initial solution range is limited, and he has to rely on real swords and guns to change costumes.

It was also the first time for Oda Saku to know that August still has research in this area.

So much so that when they were connecting on the boat, they almost didn't recognize the person.

Waist-length straight hair, white linen dress, and light makeup blurred the sharpness of the male facial features. With every gesture, she looked like an elegant and quiet girl.

Seeing Odasaku in disguise on the boat, the "girl" immediately burst into a bright smile, ran over all the way, and hung her hand on Odasaku's neck.

He approached Odasaku's ear maliciously, and whispered.

"How about it, this is completely in accordance with your aesthetics, are you moved? Liu...Ji...Jun..."

When it came out this time, August used Nozaki Dieko as a pseudonym, and Oda Saku used Weikang Liukichi×.

He hangs on Oda Tsukuru's body, feeling the tense body of the young man, and the fox's tail quickly turns into a propeller.

It's a pity that August hasn't seen Odasaku's reaction yet. A wave hits and the ship shakes—his complexion changes, and he leans over and retches.

August:"…"

In the end, after finally changing into women's clothing, the prank was defeated by seasickness.

Oda Sakunosuke brought seasickness medicine and hot water from the crew, and reluctantly prepared the dose for them.

August lay sleepily on the bed. He had vomited three waves just now, and now his stomach was empty, and his mouth was full of the disgusting taste of stomach acid.

Odasaku touched his forehead, it seemed a little hot again.

It may be the sea breeze.

Odasaku frowned: "Don't wear that skirt next time...it's too cold."

He shook the water in the glass: "Drink the medicine..."

August turned around, leaving him with a desolate back.

"Don't..." he said weakly, "It's useless to drink..."

Doesn't he know his own body?It's not something that medicine can solve at all.

August closed her eyes, ready to divert her attention.

"Yoshimitsu..." he said to himself, "Given the time, Dazai should go to Mori Owai..."

Yoshimitsu was completely convinced by this way of communicating like playing charades.

[Why can't you just explain things clearly? 】

Going around, going around, not tired!

"You don't understand..." August raised her tail, "Surprises come from unexpected events."

Yoshimitsu doesn't think so.

【Sooner or later, the surprise will turn into fright. 】

Just as August guessed, he got on the boat with his front foot—Osamu Dazai entered the headquarters building of Mafia at the port with his back foot.

Some things can only be done secretly when the person concerned is not around.

It is impossible to obtain the information of the cadres and take Dazai's current position.

However, whether the transaction is successful or not depends on whether the bargaining chips are sufficient.

In the luxurious top-floor chief's office, a boy in a black windbreaker pushed the door and entered.

"Mr. Mori..." He showed a cute and cute smile, "This summer vacation, how many organizations have been destroyed, in exchange for Mr. Hayakawa's information?"

Osamu Dazai felt that Hayakawa August was really a strange existence.

It is so transparent that you can see through it at a glance.

It also seems to be burdened with countless mysteries.

And every time he thought of this unique puzzle-solving game, it was a secret between him and that person.

The heart beats uncontrollably.

According to Hayakawa August himself, when he was 12 years old, he happened to pass by the explosion caused by Huangbatu.

So he picked up Nakahara Chuya who was unconscious.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

Hehe - passing by.

Only a fool like Chuya would believe such words!