The Poisoned Apple of Port Mafia

There was a moment of silence, and a 'cuckoo' broke the silence.

"Sorry... I fell asleep before eating, so my stomach is..." Atsushi Nakajima's face turned red with embarrassment.

"Ah..." Fran blinked, "What do you like to eat?"

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima blinked, "Tea...Ochazuke."

"That's it." Fran told him to sit down, "Close your eyes."

"Oh..." Nakajima Atsushi closed his eyes obediently.

After Fran's observation, he came to the conclusion that Atsushi Nakajima might be a poor little boy who was abused.

When I asked what I wanted to eat, I actually answered ochazuke. Alas, forget it, let's pamper my mount a bit.

"You can open your eyes."

"Ah...Okay." Nakajima Atsushi opened his eyes obediently, and his eyes became sparkling in the next second, a table appeared in front of him, and the table was covered with bowls of chazuke rice, "I...I can Do you want to eat?!" He looked at Fran excitedly, and found that Fran, who was originally wearing a white shirt, was now wearing a chef uniform.

"Eat." Fran looked at him kindly, "But this is a dream, and it's useless to eat here."

Atsushi Nakajima picked up a bowl and began to gobble it up, "I know I'm dreaming now..." He had already finished the bowl while speaking, "Because if it wasn't a dream... I wouldn't be able to eat these. It's delicious!"

"Well, as long as you like it." This tea-zuke rice was taken to eat by Sister Hongye before. That shop is a shop that Sister Hongye often goes to. The taste is naturally guaranteed, but only when he is dreaming can he be full. Won't it be too miserable?

Ah, speaking of this, after he was sent to the hospital, it was revealed that he didn't eat.

Fran rubbed his stomach.

In fact, he himself doesn't have much demand for food, after all, even if he doesn't eat, he can use illusion to solve his hunger.

A bowl of chazuke was suddenly held up in front of him, and Fran looked up at Atsushi Nakajima.

"Well, are you hungry too? Let's eat together!" Atsushi Nakajima said.

"Huh? I'm not hungry." Fran glanced at the half-eaten ochazuke on the table.

"But didn't you touch your stomach just now?" Nakajima Atsushi blinked, a little confused.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself." Fran put a few more bowls of chazuke on the table, "I still have enough."

"awesome!"

Through observation during this period, Fran found that his beloved big tiger would come out as soon as Atsushi Nakajima woke up.

Fran, who was lying on the big tiger's back, let out a contented sigh.

This tiger should be Atsushi Nakajima's ability. As for whether this ability can summon a big tiger or transform into a big tiger, he hasn't figured it out yet.

But the only thing that is certain is that Atsushi Nakajima doesn't know the existence of tigers, which means he didn't accept this ability, right?

Fran buried his face in the tiger's fluffy back, then took a sharp breath, raised his head and his face was covered with hair, "I can't feed you so much meat in the future, you're starting to lose hair."

"Oh?" Tiger tilted his head in a daze.

"It's almost time, I'm going to play somewhere else." Fran got off the tiger's back, "I'm going out for a while, come back later." He patted the tiger on the head.

"Aw—" the tiger rubbed his hand.

"So nice."

Fran opened a door. After entering, there was a bar with two people sitting on the bar.

"Ah, Fran, you're here." The man with auburn hair turned to look at Fran.

"It seems that this is a nightmare." The brown-black man sitting next to him looked disgusted.

"Me also thinks that seeing you is as bad as having a nightmare." Fran sat next to Sakunosuke Oda, "After all, I was hit in the heart by a wooden warehouse by you, and my body is still lying in the hospital."

"Dazai, did you really do it?" Oda Sakunosuke frowned slightly.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai supported his head with one hand, "After all, there is only one chance to strike, isn't it?"

"He's over the top. It's hard for me to make a plan to travel with Chuya, and I'll let it go on the day Chuya comes back." Fran took a sip of milk, "It was a waste of the plan that I worked so hard to prepare !"

"This..." Oda Sakunosuke blinked, "Could it be because Dazai didn't want you and Chuya to go on a trip alone, so he chose that time to start?"

"Oh, a man's jealousy." Fran sneered disdainfully.

"Huh? No!" Osamu Dazai retorted dissatisfied.

"I don't want to hear your sophistry." Fran took another sip of milk, "Is he with you now?"

"Yeah." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "He found a job in Yokohama, but because of those reasons, he has to work underground for two years to clear his files before he can go in and work. Now he is temporarily living in my place."

"Oh——" Fran blinked, "So, me is now his landlord?"

"Indeed." Oda Sakunosuke nodded.

"..."

"For the sake of giving me a wooden warehouse, I will give you a discount, 250% off."

"How are you, Fran?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"It's okay, after the heart was punctured, I was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and now there should be marks of surgery on the chest." Fran blinked, "As for the heart, before he was beaten with a wooden barn Me started to use illusion to prepare for the repair, so it was repaired in time after the heart stopped. Because of too much bleeding and a little malnutrition, my body is still unable to move."

"So, the heart in your current body is fake?" Oda Sakunosuke frowned.

"Well, almost." Fran put his head on the bar, "but it's not a big problem." After he wakes up, use the device to materialize the illusion.

"Then..." Oda Sakunosuke looked worried.

"This kid doesn't usually go out. If you want to hurt him, you have to find a way to find him, but after this incident, you may always take him with you." Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue a little unhappy.

"Hahaha." Fran laughed in an unwavering tone, "I may consider sending you a photo of Zhongye's back in the future."

"..." Osamu Dazai held his glass tightly.

"But why didn't you see Ango?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"He didn't sleep, so we can't see him." Fran tilted his head, "It seems that he hasn't slept all this time."

"As expected of Ango."

"I don't want to work all the time like him." Osamu Dazai laid his head on the bar, "It's terrible that I don't even have time to sleep."

"Although I hate you very much, I still agree with what you said." Fran said in a long voice, "Anyway, it is impossible for me to stay up for work."

"Speaking of which, Fran, have you joined the organization?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"Yeah." Fran nodded, "Because of the helplessness of life."

"Huh? A person who was obviously raised by Chuya, and said that he was forced to live helplessly." Osamu Dazai glanced at him and took a sip of the wine. It was obviously a dream, but the taste and taste of the wine was exactly the same as the one he drank there.

"A man must always have ambition, so I plan to take care of him in the future." Fran said this great goal without changing his face.

"Pfft——" Dazai just had the wine in his mouth and spit out the wine when he heard what Fran said, "cough cough... you."

"If I say this in front of Chuya, I can guarantee that I won't be beaten." Fran also glanced at him, "If you want me, I will help you burn some canned mackerel on that day next year."

"..." Osamu Dazai took out a wooden bin from his pocket, "Anyway, it's in a dream, so it's okay if I give you another wooden bin?"

Fran threw himself into Oda Sakunosuke's arms and buried his face in his arms, "He's so scary... Hey, he hit me with a wooden warehouse not long ago, and now he wants to hit me again."

"Dazai, Fran is still young, and you just pierced his heart with a wooden warehouse not long ago, and you still scare him." Oda Sakunosuke looked disapproving.

Fran lifted his face from Oda Sakunosuke's arms, and made a face at Osamu Dazai, "Slightly, slightly."

"Tsk." Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue.

"It's almost time, I'm going to find other friends to play with." Fran came out of Oda Sakunosuke's arms.

"Okay, be careful on the road, remember to wake up early, otherwise Zhong will be worried."

"it is good--"

Fran, who originally thought of playing at Makiyuki Okawa, was attracted by a door, which was actually translucent. This was the first time Fran had seen this kind of door.

So Fran happily opened the door, and ended up in a women's bathroom?

etc?Is there something wrong?

Fran was stunned for a rare moment. He looked at the sky dyed red by the sunset outside the window at the end of the toilet, his hand holding the doorknob trembled, and his feet spontaneously moved back.

"Eh? Who are you?" A boy in school uniform suddenly appeared in front of Fran. He looked at Fran carefully, then covered his mouth and laughed, "Although you look good, you are a boy, right? You will go to the women's toilet at a young age, this is not acceptable~" The voice was a little rippling.

"I don't think you have any qualifications to say me. At my age, I will be forgiven if I accidentally go wrong." F Nine-year-old Lan said with a straight face, "A person your age appeared in the women's toilet But he was arrested by the police.”

"No, after all ordinary people can't see me." The black-haired boy said with a smile.

Fran glanced at the opponent's feet hanging in the air, "Oh, so you are already dead."

"Eh? Shouldn't you be scared when you see a ghost? It's really boring—" The black-haired boy floated up a little unhappy.

"Me also died in a sense." When the heart stopped beating.

"Eh? Really?" The black-haired boy leaned over and smelled Fran, "It doesn't look like it, but did you drink milk? It smells like milk."

Fran, who had just had two glasses of milk, burped.

"What's your name?" The black-haired boy walked around Fran excitedly.

"Introduce yourself before asking someone's name."

"That's it, hehehe~ Don't be afraid if you hear that." The black-haired boy turned around in front of Fran, "I am Hanako-kun from the toilet."

"...Ah?" Fran blinked, "I remember that it was not Hanako-chan who stayed in the toilet in the school's unbelievable legend? Why did I become Hanako-kun?"

"Don't worry about these little details." Hanako-kun lay on Fran's shoulder, "What's your name?"

"My name is Fran."

"Did you get lost here?" Hanako-kun poked Fran's cheek, "Do you have brothers and sisters studying in this school?" Eh?I could actually meet him.

"No." Fran patted his hand off, "me came here by myself."

"Wow..." Hanako-kun looked surprised, "I didn't expect you to be so obedient that you would actually walk into the women's restroom. Are you boring/sexy? I didn't expect~"

"Ah? Isn't this your dreamland?" Fran tilted his head.

"Eh?" Hanako-kun blinked, and he looked at Fran with the eyes of a fool, "What are you talking about? I'm a ghost, how could I still be dreaming?"

"Huh?" Fran was stunned again.

"Look, it's a rare opportunity. Shall I show you around here?" Hua Zijun hooked Fran's shoulder like a good buddy.

"I refuse." Fran glanced at him, "I don't have this kind of hobby, I tell you, if you are not a ghost, I will call the police when I see your behavior." A law-abiding nine-year-old Hong Kong gang member Fran has an upright face, and his whole body seems to be glowing.

"Wow." Hanako-kun covered his eyes caught by the light, "Where did your light come from?"

Fran turned off the spotlight, "Me made it."

"Eh?" Hanako-kun blinked, "Can you do magic?"

"will not."

"Then you?" Hanako-kun was even more curious.

"You really don't think you can't dream?" Fran asked.