Dazai's character set collapsed again today

Who the hell is following me?

How can I know, or solve this matter?

Gang Ji was lying on the desk, thinking about it distressedly.

Probably because he has never used his brain to think about something like this before, Gang Ji felt that his brain was a little dizzy

"I really want to eat dessert." Tsuna muttered.

Generally speaking, when we talk about desserts, delicious desserts will naturally come to mind, which is a kind of shock and torture for a person who wants to eat it.

Gang Ji wiped the corners of his mouth, but luckily he didn't drool, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

[Tsunayoshi-kun can ask Prison Temple-kun for help. 】

Please help Prison Temple Lord?

why?

Tsunakichi's puzzled eyes fell on Hayato Gokuji, who frowned and played with his mobile phone in an unhealthy sitting posture.

[Ju Sijun used to be a mafia, please ask some people to investigate, maybe there will be unexpected discoveries. 】

Prison Temple Lord used to be a mafia.

Tsuna chewed this sentence repeatedly, and then his brain finally came to his senses. He let out an earth-shattering exclamation sound, which scared the other students to almost mess up what they were doing.

Everyone looked at Tsunayoshi fiercely, and gritted their teeth: "Sawada!"

Gang Ji shrank his neck, stood up quickly, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry!"

Seeing this, everyone sighed and went about their own business again.

Gangji breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his hair, and sat down very embarrassed.

Are you OK?

Hayato Jiuji cast such a look.

Tsuna Kichi smiled back and shook his head lightly, indicating that he was fine, but his gaze at Hayato was full of disbelief.

Prison Lord used to be a mafia?

Eh?

No.

Dazai-san, how did you know that Kikuji-kun used to be a mafia?

Could it be that you read it wrong?

Tsunayoshi glanced up and down at Hayato Gyodera, except that he looked bad, he couldn't see the mafia-like appearance on Hayato Gyodera at all.

【breath. 】

breath?

[The mafia exudes an aura that is different from ordinary people, and Prison Lord has that aura, but the aura is very weak. 】

[Moreover, there is a burn scar on the thumb of the prison temple, which was caused by burning the finger when the ignition was ignited. 】

【Juji-kun is still carrying a cigarette. 】

Eh--!

Does Prisoner still smoke?

Can't see it at all.

Doesn't he smell like smoke?

Tsunayoshi glanced at Hayato Gujiji again. He was no longer playing with his mobile phone, but was reading a book.

Tsuna glanced at it. It was not a textbook, but a magazine called "Mysteries and Mysteries of the World".

[It's not a real cigarette, but a cigarette-type igniter that is very similar to a cigarette. 】

Cigarettes, cigarettes...

[Cigarette type igniter. 】

Gangji nodded, a little puzzled:

How did Mr. Dazai know that the prisoner had this igniter on him?

【He kept it with him all the time. When you were bullied by those bad guys the day before yesterday, he took it out, but soon realized that the bad guys were not their opponents, so he took it back. 】

Tsunayoshi heard the words and recalled what happened the day before yesterday, but he couldn't remember Hayato's behavior at all.

[Combining the above two points, it can be seen that Prison Lord's weapon should be a bomb. 】

Yes, is that so?

Bomb sounds so dangerous...

By the way, does this have anything to do with Prison Lord being a mafia?

[Gunji-kun thinks an ordinary person would have such a thing?Or does Gang Ji-kun think that an ordinary person can get these things casually? 】

Ah, this.

【Of course, these are not important. The reason why I see that he used to be a mafia is because I said at the beginning that he belongs to the breath of the other world. 】

[I will tell you so much, just to remind you to observe more, don't pay attention to nothing. 】

【If you can have one-fifth of my power of observation, you can also see the identity of Lord Prison Temple. 】

[Don't forget, you are now the leader of the port mafia, and everyone there is a mafia. 】

[It is actually very simple to find out that Prison Master is a mafia. 】

Tsuna Yoshi: "..."

He wanted to say he wasn't the head of the harbor mafia, but he was.

Gangji shook his head and asked again:

Even so, how does Dazai-san know that Kikuji-kun can find someone who can help me?

[The mafia can't just quit if they want to quit. 】

[So someone must have helped Lord Prison, and that person must have a great reputation in the inner world. 】

[Such people are often able to obtain information that ordinary people cannot imagine. 】

It turned out to be the case.

Tsunakichi understood, and turned his head to look at Hayato Gudera.

I don't know what Gokuji Hayato saw in that "Mystery and Mystery of the World", and the whole person is in a state of excitement.

Probably because he was very concerned that there were other people around him, he tried very hard to hold his face tight, not letting the excited expression appear on his face, but his sparkling eyes had already betrayed him.

But as long as you don't pay attention to observe, you won't find this.

Gangji pursed her lips and smiled.

Forget it, Mr. Dazai.

【why? 】

[This is the most reliable way to find out where the person following you is from. 】

Just now Mr. Dazai said that it is very difficult to break free from the Mafia.

Now that Prison Lord has left the mafia, there is no need to involve him in the world of the mafia, even the one who helped him.

Besides, just like I don't want to involve Yamamoto, I don't want to involve Kikuji-kun either.

We are friends, so I can't bring danger to them.

Mr. Dazai.

As if he had made up his mind, Tsunayoshi said in his heart:

Is there a way to fix things today?

Sure enough, I still can't do it to let Mr. Dazai fall into such danger. Mr. Dazai is also my friend.

Dazai was silent for a few minutes.

Gang Ji also waited anxiously.

Osamu Dazai seemed to sigh.

[I really can't help you. 】

As soon as Tsunayoshi's eyes lit up, he immediately knew that Osamu Dazai must have a solution.

[Now that you have made up your mind, don't tremble in your voice, that will only convey to me how scared you are. 】

Gang Ji blushed, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "I know. I will, I will work hard!"

So what is Dazai-san's solution?

[This method is very dangerous, even so, do you want to do it? 】

Gangji's eyes flickered for a moment, and he was very shaken, but when he thought that he might bring danger to everyone, he could only be firm.

Yes.

[The quickest way to resolve this matter is to confront the person who is following you. 】

Tsunayoshi's pupils shrank, and he wondered if Osamu Dazai was joking again.

But if you think about it carefully, this is the fastest way.

But how do I find them?

With what happened yesterday, maybe they won't come to follow me today?

[No, they will definitely. 】

Gangji: "???"

[Now take out the draft book. 】

Although Tsunayoshi didn't understand what Dazai Osamu was going to do, Tsunayoshi obediently took out the draft paper. He put the draft paper on the table, and then waited for Dazai Osamu's next instruction.

[Write down the words on the paper. 】

Tsuna-kichi gripped the pencil.

[I want to meet you. 】

[The location is Bingsheng Park. 】

[I know you are here. 】

Tsunayoshi wrote the words of Osamu Dazai, his scalp became numb when he read the last sentence, and he was about to turn his head to look around when Osamu Dazai stopped him.

[Don't look around. 】

[Calm down, or the other party will notice the flaw. 】

Gang Ji kept the original movement, as if scratching an itch in his heart, wanting to take a look.

Are they not afraid of being discovered?Spy on me like this?

【Have you forgotten the sight you felt? 】

Huh?

That's them too?

[Besides this, is there a better explanation? 】

[Don't forget that they are not ordinary people. 】

【You didn’t notice it today, it’s not that they didn’t monitor it anymore, but they may have chosen a more covert observation because of yesterday’s experience. 】

this.....

【Do you have any idea? 】

Isn't this voyeurism?

It feels a bit...perverted.

And it was him who was peeped, which was a bit uncomfortable.

【Pfft~ Indeed~】

Dazai-san don't laugh either.

"Ringling~Ringling~"

The class bell rang, and Tsunayoshi stopped chatting with Osamu Dazai, and looked at the teacher in class.

At the same time, Vengley headquarters in Italy.

Kudaimu once again looked at the Vongola ring, which suddenly ignited the flames of death, and thought to himself: Is the ring broken?

lunch break.

Tsunayoshi shared a table with Takeshi Yamamoto for lunch as usual, but now there is an extra Hayato Gokuji.

Tsunayoshi watched Hayato skillfully took out the bread and was about to unpack it and quickly reached out to stop him, Hayato looked at Tsunayoshi puzzled.

"That." Tsunakichi hurriedly opened the Furoshiki that wrapped the bento, and put another bento in front of Hayato Gokuji, "This is the bento that my mother prepared for Gokuji-kun. It’s better not to eat bread, but to eat bento.”

Hayato stared at the bento, his eyes were hot, he tried to calm down his mood, until he heard Tsuna asked what happened to him, he looked up at Tsuna and said: "I will pay."

"Huh?" Gangji was confused, "Well, there is no need to pay. This is my own decision, and there is no need for Prison Lord. Besides, aren't we friends?"

"No! I will pay for it!" Hayato said firmly, "It is precisely because we are friends. I should do this even more."

[It's better to agree with him, Tsunayoshi-kun. 】

I know.

Tsunayoshi looked into Hayato's eyes, and Hayato's words were definitely not out of self-esteem.

Lord Prison Temple has said so, how could he refuse.

Tsunayoshi stretched out his hand to Hayato, "Then give me five yuan."

Hayato Prison Temple slowly raised a question mark.

Gangji smiled slightly: "Okay, five yuan~"

Until he put Wuyuan in Tsunayoshi's palm, Hayato Gudera still couldn't recover.

"Hurry up and eat." Tsunakichi opened his bento, and shook it in front of Hayato Gokudera, "Kunji's bento is the same as mine."

Kunji Hayato looked at his bento subconsciously, raised his hand and opened it, and a big smiling face was drawn with ketchup on the bento rice.

Hayato Kikuji glanced at Tsunakichi's, and there was a heart on Tsunakichi's bento, as if feeling ashamed, Tsunakichi quickly stirred the rice.

Probably aware of his gaze, Gangji looked at him, then smiled embarrassedly, and then said, "Hurry up and eat, too."

"Yeah." Hayato Yuji nodded, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

While eating, he thought, if Tsunaki was a member of the mafia, even if he had left the mafia, maybe he would join again because of him.

but.

Hayato Gokuji glanced at Tsunakichi again, and smiled faintly.

Even now, it's pretty good.

Tsunayoshi naturally didn't know what Hayato was thinking, when he saw Hayato picked up the chopsticks, he couldn't help but put his eyes on Hayato's fingers, which indeed had burns.

Looking at such scars, what Tsunayoshi thought was only that Hayato was probably burned by the fire. As for where the fire came from, he would not think about it.

Mr. Dazai was able to guess the weapons used by the prison temple master, which is really super powerful.

As expected of Mr. Dazai.

[Thank you for the compliment, I know I've been great. 】

Gangji covered his face in his heart.

Mr. Dazai, don't just peek at what other people are thinking.

[It was the message that Tsuna-kichi himself passed on to me. 】

【Not what I want to see. 】

Tsunakichi bit his chopsticks, thinking how he passed the information to Mr. Dazai?

Although I sincerely praised it, but speaking it out and being heard by the person in my heart are two completely different feelings.

[If Kikuji-kun is in the port mafia, he must be able to chat with Kajii-kun. 】

Kajii-kun?

[Kajii Kijiro. 】

[He also uses bombs, lemon-shaped bombs. 】

Is there such a person?

None of them noticed.

[The next time you see someone wearing a green scarf, goggles, and always holding a lemon in his hand, it will be him. 】

Uh-huh.

Gangji nodded secretly, keeping this person in his heart.

【Tsunayoshi-kun observes the hand of Prison Temple-kun, besides what I said, did you find anything else? 】

Gangji: "???"

【Look carefully at his hands. 】

Tsunayoshi looked at Hayato Gokuji's hand.

stare--------

Prison Temple Hayato: "......"

Prison Temple Hayato: "What's wrong with my hand?"

Gang Ji quickly shook his head: "No!"

Then Tsuna Kichi averted his eyes and pretended to be eating, and didn't dare to look at the prison temple Hayato again.

Mr. Dazai, found nothing.

[You don't need to say it, I know it too. 】

"........"

【Juji-kun can play the piano~】

really?

Gangji widened his eyes.

[You can ask. 】

Gang Ji didn't think too much, and asked, "Can Prison Master play the piano?"

"How do you know?" Hayato Gokudera was a little surprised. He had just arrived in Japan and had never played the piano in front of others, so how did Tsunayoshi know?

"That." Tsunakichi urgently asked Osamu Dazai for help, and when he got the answer, he said bravely, "The hands that play the piano are different."

Is it really okay to say that?

Gangji felt guilty.

【no problem. 】

"So that's how it is." Prisoner Hayato nodded, "I learned it when I was a child."

"It's amazing." Tsunaki praised sincerely, "Juji-kun must play the piano super well."

"I no longer."

"In this case, do you want to go to the music classroom to play a piece in the afternoon?" Takeshi Yamamoto swallowed his meal, interrupted Hayato Gokudera, "Anyway, there is music class in the afternoon."

"Huh? Who wants it?"

"Can you?" Tsunade asked expectantly.

Prison Temple Hayato touched his nose: "Yes."

"That's great~"

Tsunaki smiled, and caught a glimpse of the girls who were hiding outside the door quietly peeking at Hayato Guji, and couldn't help but sigh:

Yuji-kun is handsome, smart, and can play the piano. He feels like the male protagonist in a girl manga.

[This prison temple master also has a very serious shortcoming. 】

shortcoming?

Gangji tilted his head slightly.

Is he acting like bad?

【no. 】

【I'm looking forward to seeing if Lord Prison Temple can notice this shortcoming. 】

Eh--?Lord Prison doesn't know?

【do not know. 】

What exactly is that?

[I won't tell you. 】

Tsuna Yoshi: "......"

[This shortcoming, Tsunayoshi-kun will know in the future. 】

Tsunayoshi blinked, glanced at Hayato Gokuji, and was no longer entangled.

Even if Prisoner-kun has any flaws, it won't be such a serious flaw.

【Not always. 】

Tsuna Yoshi: "......"

Mr. Dazai, please stop talking.

I want to know so much now!

[Gunji-kun will be able to find out if you pay more attention to it. 】

Gang Ji covered his face, he couldn't do it.

In the music class in the afternoon, Hayato didn't want to perform in front of other people, so he played the piano after the music class was over and waited for everyone to leave.

Both Tsunayoshi and Yamamoto Takeshi knew nothing about music. They only knew that Hayato Gokuji played very well. As for more, they couldn't hear it at all.

But this did not prevent the two of them from praising Hayato Gouji, probably because he felt shy, Hayato took his schoolbag and left quickly.

Seeing this, Tsunayoshi and Yamamoto Takeshi couldn't help laughing.

Before I knew it, I felt that everyone was getting closer.

Gang Ji bid farewell to Takeshi Yamamoto and came to Binsheng Park, where he did not see the person who followed him yesterday.

But Osamu Dazai told him to wait here, they will definitely come.

Tsuna still trusted Osamu Dazai, so he continued to sit in the park and wait.

It was a bit boring to just sit and wait alone. Under Dazai Osamu's suggestion, Tsunayoshi reached out to the mobile phone under his clothes.

Dazai ruled several games on the mobile phone, playing games is a good choice to pass the time.

"what?"

Gang Ji touched a round object, he took it out and looked at it, couldn't help but smile.

"It was Lord Prison Temple who gave you five yuan."

"It would be great if this five yuan can help me solve the problem."

[There is a solution that can solve the problem with five yuan, can you recommend it to me? 】

Tsuna: "..."

Well, I know I'm thinking peaches.

Gang Ji stuffed the five-yuan coin into his pocket as he spoke, but his hand slipped, and the five-yuan coin fell to the ground.

Gang Ji hurried to pick it up, but the five yuan was caught by another pair of hands.

"I did hear your wish."

"Eh?!"

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