Port Mafia Play House

Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku were surprised at the same time.

They looked at the child's age, then at Hayakawa August, and all showed complicated expressions...

August:"…"

Wait, no, is my reputation really that bad?

Ji Guang laughed like crazy.

【Please, make you act like a pervert! 】

August rubbed his forehead with a headache, silently withdrew his hand, the blade dissipated invisible.

"No, he... His name is Fyodor, he should be considered an acquaintance of mine."

On this day, Hayakawa's house welcomed an unexpected visitor.

Osamu Dazai was very dissatisfied with this.

This kid wanted to kill him!Really want to murder him!

The black-haired, red-eyed child didn't show restraint at all. He changed into slippers familiarly when he entered the door, and put his coat and hat on the hanger consciously.

He even turned his head to greet Osamu Dazai: "You're welcome, come in quickly."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

fuck you!You are wearing my slippers!

Hayakawa took Fei Jia aside by his collar and took out the disposable slippers worn by the guests.

"Don't make trouble, you wear this."

Osamu Dazai was furious: "I don't want to wear what he wore!"

August touched his head helplessly, and took out his slippers: "Then you wear mine..."

Then he was going to put on the disposable slippers worn by the guests.

In this way—August was wearing the same clothes as Fedya.

Fyodor smiled triumphantly...

Osamu Dazai: "..."

I don't know why, but I just feel very uncomfortable.

Very upset.

He took a deep breath and showed a cute and cute smile.

"Forget it, I'll just wear disposable ones, Mr. Hayakawa will buy the color I like and come back tomorrow..."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other in the air.

Dazai frowned.

Win a round!

That night, when Nakahara Chuya came back from the outside, what he saw was the scene of these two tit for tat.

Fyodor picked up a crab stick, his dead fish eyes were calm, but his tone was strange.

"Ah, so it's your first time to eat August's food. It's a pity, I have eaten it for many years. By the way, you don't know many things about August. You can ask me all, it's okay. ..."

"That's okay. After all, past likes are as unimportant as past people, people, things change so quickly— eh, Mr. Ex-Boyfriend?" "

Osamu Dazai raised his chopsticks with a smile, and snatched away the crab stick with lightning speed.

Then, he let go of his hand, and threw the chopsticks and crab sticks into the trash can.

"Tsk, it's dirty, Mr. Hayakawa, my chopsticks are dirty, help me get another pair..."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

He asked Odasaku beside him with a complicated face.

"Who is this kid? Dazai... has this mackerel just turned five?"

How can you be so childish at such an adult!

"I don't know..." Oda Sakunosuke worried, "August said he was an acquaintance, but... I don't think there is something right about that child."

"But August said it's okay, he can follow along these few days, and he won't say anything about it..."

When Zhongyuan Zhongye heard it, he was too familiar with this routine!

He immediately added: "Is it because you always feel that something is wrong, but you can't tell what's wrong, and when you ask them, they say nothing is wrong, and they try their best to transfer you away?"

Odasaku and Nakahara were also silent and looked at each other.

After a few seconds, they all came to a conclusion with great pain.

"August Dazai must be making trouble."

Odasaku: "Anyway, you helped me watch August one o'clock recently, try not to let him act alone."

If one person can be transferred away, only two people should keep an eye on them!

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, expressing his understanding.

"Zhongye—" August's voice came from the kitchen, "Go and wash your hands, let's eat!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also responded, and turned into the bathroom.

Leaving aside Osamu Dazai and Fei Jia's spark and lightning, it's been a long time since such a fully staffed dinner.

When Zhongyuan Zhongye was young, he often ate the meals made by August. This person seemed to know nothing. At that time, Hayakawa August did everything from changing the electrical circuit and plumbing to mending clothes and bed sheets at home.

Later, with Oda Sakunosuke, August was only in charge of cooking, and later, Nakahara Chu also grew up, and August was completely "idling" in this house.

It is said that the taste buds are the organs with the longest memory in human beings.

Zhong Yuanzhong also tasted the familiar taste, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai was in a terrible mood.

It was the first time that he hated a person so much from the bottom of his heart!

If the hatred for Chuya is mixed with a little bit of jealousy and personality incompatibility, this person is completely disgusting!

Rotting from head to toe, like vines that have lost their roots in a sticky swamp in the dark.

However, he had a premonition.

This person will be the key to unlocking the secret of Hayakawa August.

So I can only bite the bullet and talk down, I can't hate it anymore.

At the same table, the three people sitting side by side have different thoughts, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

Osamu Dazai suppressed the impatience he had accidentally shown, and proposed to August with a smile.

"There is no room left at home, right? This...little Mr. Fyodor, why don't you sleep with me tonight?"

Without thinking about it in August, she said, "No, it's fine for him to sleep with me."

As soon as these words came out, the other three people at the dining table choked their throats at the same time—with one voice.

"No!" x3

August raised her head, revealing doubtful eyes...

Osamu Dazai smiled: "I also suddenly want to sleep with Mr. Hayakawa, we haven't slept together yet, it's so unfair."

Zhongyuan Zhong also hastily swallowed the mouthful of rice that was choking on his throat, and followed up loudly: "Me! If the mackerel wants to be together, I will too!"

Oda Sakunosuke was expressionless, and he didn't even need to explain: "Then I'll come too, August."

Hayakawa was stunned for a few seconds in August, and burst out laughing.

The corners of his eyes were curved, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay...Then tonight, everyone will make the bed in the living room."

As a result, a dozen of these shops lasted for several days.

It is like a summer camp experience class for elementary school students.

Of course, this is a story.

The next day, August took Fyodor to report to Senou Foreign Exchange about the work in North America.

Before entering the door, a little boy with black hair and red eyes was brought in.

After entering the door, a young girl with twin ponytails in a dark lo skirt was brought out.

Osamu Dazai came to Hayakawa August's office to discuss the arrangements for the future - when he saw Fyodor dressed up like a doll, he laughed so hard that he almost rolled on the spot.

He had learned his nickname from August, and it was even more sarcastic.

"It suits you very well, Fedya..."

Fyodor raised his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth drooped: "It's disgusting to hear you call Fedya, Dazai-kun."

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth rose wildly.

He took out several work reports and threw them to Chuya to write for him.

"The intelligence lines from the GSS and the Takase Society have been sorted out, and all of them have been handed over to Sister Hongye. In the past few days, small organizations have surrendered to the port Mafia. It is time to start recycling the 5000 billion. Mr. Mori's meaning, on the face of it We are responsible for the funds and channels.”

August heard a burst of toothache.

please!Does anyone remember that his job was just a little black hearted doctor?

He lowered his head lazily: "Mr. Sen is really convincing..."

The most important weapons and equipment are handed over to others, and let him be responsible for the funds and external channels on the surface. This thing is important and important, but even if it is gone, the foundation of the port Mafia will not be touched.

Baigan doesn't give him the right to work, so he helps him earn money as a social animal. He is really a cunning guy.

August pursed her lips.

Osamu Dazai felt itchy in his heart when he saw it, and always felt that if this person had a pair of dog ears, they would have drooped pitifully.

cute.think rua.

August only slumped for a moment, then returned to her usual appearance, and asked, "Speaking of which, during the time I was away, it seems that Sister Hongye asked for a death list from the medical department."

In principle, the medical department of the port Mafia is the business scope of August, but Mori Ogai is used as two people. Now Osamu Dazai is basically doing the work of the intelligence department and field work, and August is a part-time job of the external department. part.

Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention to this matter, but when he heard what August said, he immediately thought of something: "Who? What's his name? What position?"

"Ango Sakaguchi..." August said with a smile, "He is a very kind child. He seems to be an acquaintance of Sakunosuke. It is said that he ran into him at the Lupin bar where Sakunosuke often goes. Don't you think it is very interesting?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Which side?"

August shook his head: "I don't know. How many times have you been to Lupin recently?"

Osamu Dazai agreed, "It just so happens that I also have some interesting news...about that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

"Eighty percent of the time it was put in by the authorities, either from the Ability Secret Service Division or from the military and police."

"Oh..." August was a little excited, "When is the pot grab contest?"

Whoever wins this pot depends on which one is better at throwing the pot.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "I think your ability will be easier to use."

Fyodor listened to their babbled conversation, carelessly twirling the piece of his hanging wig.

In the next few days, except for Shibusawa Ryuhiko who made surprise attacks from time to time, Yokohama moved smoothly according to the planned trajectory.

Rather, because of the presence of this person, the speed at which Yokohama was closed to the port of Mafia has been accelerated a lot.

Some small organizations were afraid of being attacked, and hugged their thighs in order to protect themselves.

Under the introduction of Oda Sakunosuke, Osamu Dazai successfully sneaked into the Lupin bar, and got acquainted with Ango Sakaguchi initially.

On this day, when he came to Lupin as usual, there were no Odasaku and Sakaguchi Ango, but a familiar figure instead.

Not a kid, but a grown-up version of Fyodor.

The dim light of the bar accentuated his pale complexion even more, and his adult figure made those eyes, which were like pools of stagnant water, even more gloomy.

He was sitting in front of the bar, facing Osamu Dazai who entered the door, spinning a small half glass of transparent vodka with his right hand.

It was empty behind the bar, and there was no one in the bar.

"If possible." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "I really don't want to be alone with you like this, Fei Jia."

Fyodor grinned, "No, we are the same, Dazai-kun."

He raised his glass, the bar lights flickering in it.

"Haven't you ever wondered why you are the only one who is the most hostile to me among all the people?"

Fyodor didn't wait for his answer, and continued on his own.

"This is because they only need a range, and they are satisfied as long as they stay in it, and people like you and me, like us..."

"We can never get hooked on something that simple."

"Once you have found your faith and found what you want, even if you scratch your skin and stick it into your palm, you don't hold it firmly in your hand, and you don't go to the bottom to realize it—that's impossible."

He smiled and extended an invitation to Osamu Dazai.

"How is it, Dazai-kun?"

"What happened six years ago, what kind of person was Hayakawa in the past..."

"You really don't want to hear it?"

The author has something to say: I owed a chapter update yesterday... write it down... make it up after the exam...

The next two chapters are the past ww