Port Mafia Play House

Osamu Dazai's mind exploded with a buzzing sound, he hardly knew how he got back that day.

August made a fuss, he didn't know whether he was asleep or passed out, the temperature all over his body was scorching hot, he hugged the young man in his arms, knowing for the first time what it means to be on pins and needles.

Put your hand down, lift it up, put it down, and lift it up again, but you just don't know where to put it.

Then he sent a message to contact Odasaku and Nakahara Chuya.

The two arrived quickly and completed the handover of the task. Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, and when his arms were empty, he felt a little bit lost.

He didn't even dare to go home, and went back to the Mafia building at the port overnight, sitting in August's office in a daze.

Stayed there for a while—he felt that this was not possible, so he simply started dealing with August's work.

Hayakawa gave him the authority to be a cadre very early in August, because it would arouse Mori Ogai's fear, and Dazai Osamu had never used it much.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's videotape will be used to negotiate with Mr. Mori about releasing Oda Sakunosuke to leave the port of Mafia, and then deal with it when he wakes up in August. The most urgent task now is to find traces of the Majin.

It was less than one night before the devil ran away, so maybe there was still time.

Osamu Dazai unceremoniously woke up August's subordinates from their dreams, and assigned tasks one by one. He looked very much like the black-hearted boss Mori Ogai who squeezed social animals.

After arranging everything, he drafted a work report on the incident pen by pen.

Written very half-heartedly.

As soon as Osamu Dazai wrote two lines, his mind flew eight hundred miles away.

I wonder if August has woken up?

After he wakes up, he won't still be that childish, right?

What if Chuya and the others see that look?

Is he asleep?Will I have nightmares if I fall asleep?

Osamu Dazai thought wildly for a long time, but couldn't help but put down his pen, took out his phone and sent a message to Chuya Nakahara.

- Has Mr. Hayakawa taken any medicine? His condition seems to be not right. It is best to give him half a sleeping pill.

The Central Plains also returned.

-Eat, sleep, nothing.

Osamu Dazai put down the phone, wrote two more lines, and picked up the phone again.

- are you really all rightI saw how badly he burned.

The Central Plains also returned.

- It's really all right, don't worry, it's an old problem.

Osamu Dazai put down his phone again, wrote three more lines, and couldn't help picking it up again...

- is he awakeWhen will he wake up?Really don't need to go to the hospital?Although there is no trauma, but like last time...

The last time I was admitted to the ICU, I was rescued.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

On the other side of the phone, Zhong Yuanzhong was also speechless.

If you're so worried, can't you just come back and look at it yourself?No one will let you in the house?

What kind of wind did this mackerel smoke today! ?

He suppressed the irritability in his heart and typed a line ruthlessly.

-Don't bother me, go back and watch yourself.

Osamu Dazai: "..."

As a result, when the sky was about to dawn, Osamu Dazai couldn't resist going back.

Everyone exhausted a lot of energy that night, the room was quiet, Osamu Dazai didn't turn on the lights, he sneaked into August's room like a thief, and sat on the floor directly against the bed in order not to make any noise.

Miraculously, when staying with this person, the mixed mood calmed down inexplicably.

Osamu Dazai bent one leg and put his hand on it, feeling tired gradually.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment quietly.

For whom do you want to live.

Want to become strong for someone.

This is a mood he has never had before.

However, it doesn't feel like it's bad either.

The next afternoon, Hayakawa August finally woke up from the fragment.

The mood is comparable to a volcanic eruption plus the sinking of Japan.

——The whole face is green.

Hold!Hold!Fuck me!

What did he do last night?

Does this count as molesting a minor? I'll go!

August curled up in a ball under the quilt, trying to escape reality.

Ji Guang, who was unable to watch the whole process, was unclear.

[So what did you do? 】

August: "Don't say it! I won't say it even if you kill me! It's all Fyodor's fault!"

Yep, looks really pissed off.

Even Fei Jia stopped calling.

For some reason, his physique was already too weak, and he had no resistance to alcohol.

So he never drank, not a drop.

Unexpectedly, this was also used by Fyodor!

Absolutely, how could he raise such a cub in the first place?

Ji Guang grumbled quietly.

【That Russian guy is much older than you, okay? What gave you confidence and made you think he was your cub...】

August took it for granted: "But my actual age is several circles older than him."

He couldn't understand: "Did I not treat him well enough at the time? I almost gave him my heart and soul, okay? Why did it end up like this?"

"He even kissed me just to tease me!"

Yoshimitsu:?

As an insider who once watched the connection between the two different brain circuits, Yoshimitsu's mood at this moment is actually "has it finally come to this point?"

【He kissed you?What else did he do besides kiss you? 】

August was aggrieved: "He also read a poem and broke up with me!"

Ji Guang: "What poem?"

August: "Pooh's sentence "Since there is no chance to see you again, let's go straight to love." "

"It means that if we meet again in the future, it will be a clean break! What a heartless bastard."

Ji Guang: "..."

[I think, he may not only mean breaking up with you...]

Ji Guang couldn't help calling him.

[Why did it become like this, didn’t you reflect on it later and learn some lessons? 】"Of course I reflected on it! "August was very depressed..." I thought it might be because my ability was a bit scary, so when I picked the right one, didn't I tell him?"

"I work so hard to develop believers, isn't it because when I use my abilities, I can't see anything from the outside?"

Ji Guang: "..."

【No wonder you like Yoshida Haru so much. 】

The brain circuits of the two of you don't follow the usual path.

Ji Guang sighed.

【Isn’t it a loss for Fyodor to come here...】

The person was not killed, and he gave Mafia the port a big handle from the supernatural spy department, which is equivalent to giving away a head from thousands of miles away, and the gift is light and affectionate.

Is this for charity?

"He's a fart..." August said unhappily, "Is there any movement from the military and police?"

Ji Guang was puzzled.

[military police?Should there be any movement from the military and police? 】

He reacted quickly.

[You sent out the surveillance video? 】

The last trip to the military and police research base was ostensibly to help August stabilize the space, but in fact, the two of them had long been secretly thinking about using artificial supernatural powers to kill each other.

The reason why they both survived in the end - there is only one possible reason.

Both of them have a handle on each other.

August took the surveillance video he secretly left behind.

Fedya left confidential documents stained with his blood.

Both of them didn't want to be on the wanted list of the military and police this morning, so they tacitly let each other go.

Therefore, he said that Fyodor was unfeeling, but in fact, they were not the same at all.

"Well..." August said, "At that time, I saw the transaction records Fei Jia left for me, so I started arranging to report him."

Ji Guang exclaimed.

【So early?Why didn't you tell me when you sent it out! 】

August gave him a "why you think about it yourself" look.

Ji Guang: "..."

Okay, I was wrong, I can't keep up with your heart's feet!

【Okay, but the military and police don't seem to be responding...】

August bitterly said, "I knew it!"

【How do you know again. 】

August's face was gloomy: "Because my people also intercepted his report to the military and police two days ago!"

Yoshimitsu: ...

Yoshimitsu:?

Love and kill each other on the surface, but report each other secretly! ?

These two people... these two people... should we say they have a tacit understanding, or should we say that they are equally vicious, or should we say that they share the same taste.

Ji Guang was in a complicated mood, holding back two words for a long time.

【You two are really...】

【Definitely. 】

"Don't talk about such a bad thing." August said with a look of lovelessness, "At that time, Mr. Sen used me as a cadre as a shield, and I knew that this day would come sooner or later."

"If you fight Fei Jia, you won't get anything good."

He muttered to himself.

"The key question now is... how will I face Dazai in the future!"

shame.It's so embarrassing.

It's a shame to throw it at grandma's house!

We all know that the more you don't want something to come, the sooner it will come.

There was a knock on the door and Dazai Osamu's voice.

"Mr. Hayakawa...are you awake? I'm coming in..."

In August, Ji Ling sat up from the bed. Because he got up too fast, he felt dizzy for a while, and his body fell to one side unconsciously.

Then, he was supported by a pair of cool hands.

Osamu Dazai pressed his forehead against his, and stood still for a moment. When he left, his fingers lightly brushed his jawline.

August trembled unconsciously for a moment, then shrank back subconsciously.

Dazai's tone was somewhat helpless.

"It's still burning a bit."

August was a little overwhelmed, he lifted the quilt, and wanted to leave the room: "The devil's business is not over yet, I'm going to deal with the rest of the work..."

However, before he could sit up - he was poked down by a finger on his forehead.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "I started looking into the matter of the devil last night, and I will report to you if there is any progress. It doesn't matter if you let the matter of Tatsuhiko Shibusawa go. Take a good rest these days and come back when you are fully recovered. ,Um?"

"Did you hear that?"

August was stunned: "Why do you..."

Dazai ruled confidently: "I am your direct subordinate—Mr. Hayakawa, have you forgotten?"

There's nothing wrong with that.

The problem is Osamu Dazai.

Wasn't this person...wasn't he his direct subordinate before?

Isn't it the same as doing what you like to do, getting into trouble everywhere and never writing work reports?

A few days later, Hayakawa August was finally approved to return to work, looking at the neatly stacked work reports on his desk - including Osamu Dazai's copy and his own.

Doubt life.

"Yiguang..." He said with mixed feelings, "You said, since Fei Jia can become a child, is it possible that he became Dazai Osamu and lurks beside me?"

"Or, did he give Dazai the joy of growing up?"

Is this still Osamu Dazai, the self-willed, vile, self-centered little troublemaker in his family?

Why did I say a few words to Fyodor—people suddenly grew up!

Is Fei Jia a chemical fertilizer or Jinkela?

The author has something to say: August: ?Does this little rabbit Zaizi have two faces?

I, I was wrong, I seem to have forgotten to thank the little cutie who cast thunder!

Thank you Wang You little cute Lei!And chloe's nutrient solution!