Natsume's Little Mister

Nakahara also looked up at the blood drops on the ground and saw the anger in Natsume's eyes.

The anger was bright and radiant, like a fire that dispelled the darkness.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, feeling at a loss.

Obviously they have only met a few times, and they are reluctant to be friends, but the other party cares about him so sincerely at this moment, and feels angry for his past pain, which makes the Central Plains, which was born and grew up in the dark, very uncomfortable.

As long as he can remember, he grew up on the muddy Leibo Street, which is the bottom of the city, where theft, robbery, abduction///selling, qj, gambling, sex, cheating... countless crimes are happening , here, no one expects the other party to be successful, only someone will tear down the person who is about to climb up.

Even a child can be a demon.

And when he walked out of Saibo Street, he joined the port Mafia and became the strongest cadre of the port.

Or for power, or for money, people gathered around him.

But in this environment, everyone wears a mask and a layer of black skin. Who knows what kind of thoughts are hidden under the skin of the other party.

For more than ten years, he has neither relatives nor friends, and the people around him have changed round after round.

The lamb who thought he needed protection stabbed him in the back, respected and loved his subordinate, the lunatic who died in the leading war, delivered the back to the former partner who defected from the organization, and even blew up his car... After counting, he has known him for the longest time, And the person who is still working together is actually the leader of the port - Mori Ogai.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed.

But Mori Ogai would not care about him so purely.

He always remembers what Mori Ogai once told him—"The leader is the slave of the entire organization" and "If necessary, the subordinates should be thrown away when they are used up."

Then if one day he loses his value, he believes that Mori Ogai will abandon him without hesitation.

In this dark and filthy inner world, Natsume's pure kindness is rarer than that of endangered animals.

Why is there such a gentle person like him?Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed in his heart.

But after thinking so much, it was actually just a blink of an eye.

Nakahara also hid his dazed expression, and the momentary freeze did not attract anyone's attention except Osamu Dazai.

Opposite him, Natsume listened attentively to the solution proposed by Lu Shen.

"I'm afraid the other parts of Rage God are still sealed in that time imprint. If you want to get it back, you have to wait for him to open it again." Lu Shen said methodically.

Then he tapped on the fan and added: "I roughly estimated that the time will be in the middle of next month. During this time, you can heal your injuries."

After listening, Natsume took a deep breath, and slowly loosened his tightly clenched fists.

There is still a way to remedy it.

Dazai, who was at the side, sorted out his thoughts, turned his eyes and asked:

"That is to say, if Chuya succeeds, he can use the power of Rage God at will in the future?"

Doesn't this mean that the Central Plains can open up dirty at any time, and it will never lose control again?If Mori Ogai knew, he would be happy to die.

Lushen nodded, "The floating divine pattern on Your Excellency Rage God's body is just a part of the godhead. If you take back the other parts and condense them, when the godhead is complete, you can use it however you want."

"As for how to condense, I remember that there are records in the mansion of the Chang clan, but now the Chang clan has disappeared, and I don't know if those ancient books still exist."

"If you can't find it, you can only force it. It will probably take four to fifty years." Lushen said, stroking his beard.

"50 years?!" The three were a little surprised.

Lushen: "Uh, four or fifty years is pretty fast."

Natsume and the other two looked at each other, and a look of helplessness flashed in their eyes at the same time. For a god who has supernatural power and can survive indefinitely, life is really short in just a few dozen years.

But for a person, 50 to [-] years is already more than half of his life.

"I'll try to find a way to find it." Natsume said, and among the few people, Natsume is probably the only one who has some connection with the Chang family.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded and thanked him.

After being released from the hospital, Natsume and Osamu Dazai returned to Buteisha.

Walking by the side of the street, Osamu Dazai kicked the stones beside his feet and sighed to Natsume: "The little dwarf will not be my dog ​​from now on."

Natsume suddenly had three black lines hanging from his head.

"Chuya is your dog..."

Zhongye is obviously a person, or more like a god.

"He himself said that if he loses, he is my dog." Osamu Dazai muttered.

Then he stood still, stared down at Natsume and said, "Anyway, Natsume, you need to make it up to me."

Natsume laughed, this must be the purpose of Osamu Dazai.

"Don't laugh, this time, Natsume, you have caused a lot of trouble for the president. If the port Mafia has a gravity user that can open up dirt infinitely, its strength will definitely change. For the future The Butei Club may deal with this , for the brain cells I will lose for this, please compensate me~"

Osamu Dazai was still very serious in front, but he acted like a baby while talking, without any embarrassment.

Natsume had no choice but to follow his words: "What compensation do you want?"

Osamu Dazai hooked his mouth and straightened up.

"By the way, our Butei Club's annual year-end tour is about to start, has Natsume decided where to go?"

"Eh? I didn't think about it." Natsume didn't expect Dazai Osamu to mention this suddenly, and shook his head.

The benefits of the Butei club are still very good. Every year, it will be funded by the club and let everyone choose a place to play for a few days.

The choice of location is decided by a show of hands.

But... Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes secretly, revealing a fox-like cunning.

If Natsume agrees, it will basically be stable. After all, most people in Buteisha are fans of Natsume. As long as he agrees, everyone will naturally agree.

Natsume didn't expect Osamu Dazai to think so far, he just agreed with his location, and he agreed straight away.

It just so happened that this time he didn't want to go anywhere to play.

A few days later, in the Butei Club, with the president Fukuzawa Yukichi as the center, everyone sat around with benches.

"What are you doing?" Atsushi Nakajima, who just joined the club this year, was confused and quietly asked Natsume with his mouth covered.

Natsume held back his smile and said seriously: "We want to choose a location for strategic transfer."

"Strategic transfer?!" Nakajima Atsushi didn't expect Natsume to make a joke, and instantly opened his eyes wide.

"Pfft—" Someone who accidentally overheard their conversation couldn't help letting out a hint of laughter.

"Was someone laughing just now?" Atsushi Nakajima looked around suspiciously.

At this time, Kunikida Doppo clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

He coughed lightly and said, "Okay, now please come forward if you have suggestions."

Everyone looked at each other, and Akiko Yosano spoke first: "Tokyo Ginza Shopping Center."

Tanizaki Naomi's eyes lit up and she raised her hand in agreement.

"Do you have enough money?" Osamu Dazai said to Tanizaki Naomi very sadly.

Tanizaki Naomi silently lowered her raised hand.

"The ranch?" Kenji Miyazawa asked.

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched: "It's winter, Kenji, shall we go and see how fertile the soil is under the turf?"

Miyazawa Kenji scratched his head.

"Mt. Fuji?"

"Do you want to freeze to death? I can't see cherry blossoms this season."

"Go fishing by boat?"

"Oh, and a week at sea and a week's fishing?"

Everyone's proposal was rejected by Osamu Dazai.

Yosano Akiko looked at Osamu Dazai with dangerous eyes, moved her knuckles, and made a series of explosive noises.

"Oh? Dazai, do you have any recommended places?"

She couldn't tell where she was satisfied, and she didn't mind dragging Osamu Dazai to the treatment room, so that he could feel the pain of offending the social doctor.

But Osamu Dazai didn't hesitate at all, and said with bright eyes:

"Let's go to a hot spring in Hokkaido!

Hot springs are the most comfortable in winter, and the Ice Sculpture Festival is being prepared there recently, we can go to see ice sculptures, go skiing and skating, the food there is also very good, and the Hokkaido crabs are plump..."

He talked endlessly about the news he collected, and it seemed that he had been preparing for a long time.

Natsume breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that Osamu Dazai wanted to go to the hot springs.

When Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

Others were also very moved by Osamu Dazai's words. Indeed, in the season of snow in winter, soaking in hot springs and having a cup of wine, just thinking about it makes the pores of the whole body open.

President Fukuzawa Yukichi saw that everyone had been persuaded by Osamu Dazai, and silently looked at him, then took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket, and said:

"Some time ago, someone gave me a half-price coupon for a hot spring hotel in Hokkaido. The time is this weekend, and I agree."

"I agree. I want to see the ice sculpture." Edogawa Ranpo ate the potato chips made from Hokkaido potatoes in his hand and replied.

Everyone raised their hands in agreement one after another, and in the end Atsushi Nakajima was left without a vote, and everyone's eyes turned to Cerebellar Axe.

And Atsushi Nakajima looked left and right with a blank face, and made a doubtful voice:

"Didn't you say strategic transfer?"

The earnestness on Natsume's face broke instantly, he rubbed Atsushi Nakajima's short furry hair, and said with a smile, "Why are you so cute, Atsushi?"

Atsushi Nakajima was pressed and rubbed his head obediently, showing a silly smile.

"Natsume, as long as you are happy."

"Then I agree too?"

Kunikida Doppo wrote the last vote, put away his notebook and stood up: "Unanimous approval, this year's year-end tourist destination - Sapporo, Hokkaido."

"You can bring your family members with you." The president added.

"Are cats okay?" Natsume asked thinking of the two cats at home.

"Yes, the store provides pet baths." Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression suddenly became fierce.

Meanwhile, the five tallest buildings in Yokohama go up.

"Alice~ Please, this little dress looks good, let's change it up~ I promise this is the last one!" The leader of the port squatted down, holding a pink Lolita skirt in his hand , looks like an idiot.

"No, big villain Rintaro, this is the tenth last!" The blond little loli Alice punched Mori Ogai's chest.

Mori Ogai is changing a skirt for his supernatural doll Alice.

"Ah, it's so sad." Mori Ogai wailed.

Then he took the time to ask, "A year-end trip?"

Koyo Ozaki nodded as if he didn't see Mori Ogai's idiot.

Mori Ogai hesitated, then turned around and took out a stack of documents from the drawer.

"Oh, then let's go to Hokkaido to soak in hot springs."

The branch below the port offers hot spring coupons, which can be used for free, and the hot spring hotel has just opened and is relatively hidden, which is very suitable for their port Mafia.

"Alice~ Let's go to the hot spring~ I also prepared a lot of cute little swimsuits for you~"

"Pa——" the blond Alice punched Mori Ogai on the eye socket, then stomped on him hard, picked up her little skirt and ran away.

Behind her, Mori Ogai showed an intoxicated expression.

Koye Ozaki had a sullen face, and she rolled her eyes gracefully until she returned to her office.

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