Port Mafia Play House

The price of not doing white work is a bit too heavy.

Lying listlessly on the sofa in the office in August, she felt that she might as well do the work by herself...

He turned his head, Osamu Dazai was helping him answer the email, humming happily while answering.

Well, forget it.

He turned around, yawned, pulled the thin blanket on his body, and curled up into a ball.

Dazai is happy.

On the nth day when Osamu Dazai haunted the Mafia building in the port, Chief Farmer finally went crazy.

what does it mean?Now it is rumored that the port Mafia colluded with officials and businessmen of the Supernatural Secret Service, and the same humanities are almost written, okay! ?

Osamu Dazai turned a deaf ear to it, and just waited for the farming chief to give him an order to expel him.

The farming chief sneered.

Want to resign?It's not that easy!

So with a swipe of the pen, he sent the person to the armed detective agency, and the implication was very obvious.

I don't care about you anymore, hurry up and annoy someone else, bastard!

This result was not the best one, but it was expected. Osamu Dazai took the transfer order and happily went to find his detective partner who would live a leisurely life in the future.

The lines for the first meeting were well thought out, but as soon as they entered the door, the violent Kunikida Doppo grabbed the back collar.

"Where have you been, Dazai - hurry up! Your schedule has been delayed by half an hour!"

Dazai was stunned.

Wait, wait... I just started working today!

The transfer order is still fresh, just came out of the printer not long ago, okay?

Is your familiarity a little too much?

He stayed for a few seconds before realizing - there is a problem!There is definitely something wrong here!

It was that guy, it could only be that guy who set him up!

That guy, without a doubt, is another Osamu Dazai from a parallel universe.

In the countless parallel worlds, he was not the only one who got the book.

It's just that this is more miserable. During the days when he was working for the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, Osamu Dazai would taunt him when he had nothing to do. The two of them had established a certain degree of friendship...

Hate it...

He knew that inspired by him, that guy would definitely come to this world for a walk, but he really didn't expect this guy to come so quickly!

You know, the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko of that world is dead to the core!

Sakunosuke Oda had just returned from a week-long business trip when he heard that Osamu Dazai had joined the Armed Detective Agency.

After returning from a business trip, he had a one-day vacation. Instead of going back to the office, he went home with his luggage, only to see "Osamu Dazai" sitting at home with a stack of novels written by him next to him.

This is really strange.

Didn't Dazai stick to August and run around?

Also, why is the door broken?

He stared at the door, which had obviously been violently damaged, and was silent for a moment.

Although August has not cared much about safety measures since all members of their family were gangsters, but he has never had a concept of spending money, and this door is also expensive...

It breaks so easily, should I complain to the manufacturer?

He walked into the house and asked "Osamu Dazai" on the sofa: "Dazai, why are you at home, what's going on at the door?"

"Osamu Dazai" paused for a moment, then slowly raised his head, looking in his direction.

The emotions in those eyes were too complicated, and Odasaku subconsciously thumped.

He wanted to ask "Who are you", but he didn't say it.

He carefully looked at the person in front of him, and it was obvious that the dressing style was deliberately imitating Dazai, but the imitation was not very good.

He might not know how many clothes August bought for Dazai.

There are [-] or [-] shirts at home, and he can't see any difference when they put them together, but August can speak clearly, such as spring, autumn, winter, summer, spring to cool down, winter to wear the sun ...

Each piece is also equipped with different accessories, armed to every detail. In this regard, August can serve as a clothing consultant for the Queen of England.

Is it an enemy attack?The ability to change appearance?

What should I do.

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it for a long time, and the most troublesome thing was, what if the furniture in the house was broken if the fight was started here?

Although August will definitely replace it with new ones without hesitation, but the furniture he buys is also very expensive...

With such a prodigal and fastidious person on the table, it is hard not to worry about the future economic situation.

Oda is used to being poor, even if he has money now, he still doesn't want to waste it.

So he asked tentatively.

"Dazai, the door may need to be repaired, shall we go out and talk?"

This guy really doesn't make excuses.

Shouldn't the door be broken?

Dazai laughed.

However, even though I have seen the plot of this world in the "book", when this person stands in front of him and does not look at him with that kind of hostile eyes, no matter what the other party says, he may not be able to refuse .

His eyes were full of sadness, and he nodded with a smile.

"it is good……"

There is something really wrong with this person.

Odasaku thought it was an enemy attack, but he didn't have any killing intent on his body. During the half hour we stayed together, he was better behaved than Nakahara Chuya when he was a child.

Moreover, he and Dazai are too much alike.

It's just a little... Secondary?

It's exactly what Osamu Dazai looked like when he was a child.

Odasaku's old father's genes were ready to move, so he couldn't speak harsh words to this person.

But he's not Dazai and August, he knows he can't do it without trying.

After much deliberation, I can only ask directly.

Oda Sakunosuke pressed Dazai Osamu's shoulder, "Wait here for me."

After finishing speaking, he turned into a grocery store by the side of the road, walked out after a while, spread out his palms, and found two orange-flavored lollipops.

He learned this trick from August.

"There was a time when Dazai was a child," he recalled, "he would commit suicide when he was unhappy, and then come back with a mess of injuries."

"It should be easy for him to really die."

"But he still came back with injuries all over his body. He wanted to die, but he didn't want to die. In the end, it seemed that he deliberately injured himself, just to make himself feel better."

He looked at the person in front of him calmly and said.

"Every time he comes back, he will put on your current expression."

He used "dazai" instead of "you".

The person standing in front of him was motionless, as if he had no sense of being exposed.

He even answered the call normally: "And then?"

"Then..." Oda Saku put on a slightly embarrassed expression, "August never cared about his suicide, but every time, no matter how late, he would wait for him to come back at home."

Several times, Dazai didn't come back, and August didn't sleep.

He said it several times, August obediently agreed every time, and waited for the next time. Once he saw that this person was really uncomfortable, and he couldn't help showing it and was still staying up late. He had no choice but to tell Dazai .

Then Dazai returned within a few minutes.

So this guy hanged himself in the park downstairs?

Osamu Dazai exuded an unhappy atmosphere, August opened his palm and put a candy in it.

Only then did he know that every time August waited for him, it was to give Dazai a candy when he came home.

Because Osamu Dazai always wanted to make something out of nowhere, and later, wherever August went, he would bring a few candies with him.

"People are very simple things." He said, "I think about dying because the food I've been looking forward to for a long time is not as delicious as I imagined, but because of a little bit of sweetness, I want to live."

"There is nothing more noble to live than to die, but since he hasn't really died until now, it means that what he wants is that little bit of sweetness."

When August said this, his expression was calm, and he looked no different from Osamu Dazai who returned from suicide.

Oda Sakunosuke stuffed the candy into the opposite person's hand, seeing that he didn't resist, hesitated for a moment, and then covered his head with his palm.

"You are not Dazai, but you are very similar to Dazai... So, you are him from the parallel world?"

He pondered for a moment.

"I don't know if I'm thinking right."

"I always feel that you seem to have something to say to me."

"People who write novels don't mind listening to more stories." He said, "If you want to say, I'm on vacation today, I still have time."

The person opposite was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he still said that word.

"it is good……"

On this day, Odasaku heard many bizarre and true stories.

For example, he will adopt five orphans and die in a duel with the mimic leader.

With his little salary - can he support five?

Prodigals are contagious.

Unknowingly, Oda's price concept has been deviated by the August belt.

At least he now truly feels that his salary, let alone raising five, might be enough to support only one Dazai Osamu.

Neither Zhongya Chuya nor Hayakawa August are the ones who save money.

And after that, Osamu Dazai saw countless parallel worlds, became the leader of Mafia at the port for him, and finally committed suicide by jumping off the roof of the building.

Oda Sakunosuke was silent.

"Aren't you and I... friends?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, "Yes!"

Oda Sakunosuke feels more subtle.

This... is this something you can do for your friends?

So, how short of friends do you have?

The author has something to say: Oda Saku: If you don’t say you are friends, I suspect that you are secretly in love with my two worlds. People complaining to each other: Your world is too abnormal!

Although I still find this setting to be confusing.