How to raise Dazai gently

"Oh? The leader of the Yokohama Port Mafia has a little lover?"

Wearing a black suit and a black top hat, a man with silver hair pouring out of the top hat lit a cigarette, and the ignited flames fanned orange-red scarlet light in the dark night.

"Yes, Brother Gin. But the leader of the port mafia hides very deeply and can't find any weaknesses. Could this information be released on purpose by him?"

The man code-named Vodka said.

Qin Jiu bit his cigarette, and sneered: "That man hid himself so well, but at this moment, a lover who didn't know the details appeared. If you think about it with your head, you can tell that there must be a ghost in it."

"But so what, since he intends to release this gun, that's the time for us to take action—the last time Deepwater Port was snatched by the port mafia, we happened to avenge it together."

Qin Jiu spit out a white mist, and in the white mist, his pupils shone with a sharp cold light.

"Hey, but brother, didn't you say that the little lover is a prostitute? If we do it, will we fall into the trap?"

As a member of the Black Organization, Vodka has also fought against the Port Mafia many times. It is natural to know that apart from the few rather tricky supernatural beings, the most feared leader of the Port Mafia has a personality that seems to be able to see through people's hearts. The ability to fear.

All the projects he invests in are all very popular, and all the sites he fancy can't be obtained. Even the mysterious and powerful black organization has suffered a lot from the current leader of the port mafia.

Gin has been wanting to deal with the current leader of the port mafia for a long time, that man has disrupted the organization's plan several times, and even made Gin's task record fail, which is enough for Gin to regard him as a thorn in his side.

Gin sneered and didn't answer the vodka, but suddenly asked: "Has the delivery of that batch of 'goods' been arranged?"

"Oh brother, don't worry, everything has been arranged!"

Although Vodka was loyal to the organization and him, but his abilities and brains were not very good, and Gin was not interested in explaining to him one by one. Fortunately, Vodka only asked a question. Seeing that Gin was not interested in answering, he closed his mouth wisely. The mouth stopped asking questions.

Osamu Dazai didn't know the plans of the Black Organization and Gin, but since he introduced Araki Kongyo, he naturally had his plans.

Now he is enthusiastically choosing clothes for Araki Kongyo.

Although he said that he doesn't want to become a pervert like Mori Ogai, but when he chooses clothes for Araki Kongyo, his expression is almost the same as when Mori Ogai bought a skirt for his humanoid supernatural Alice .

Of course, even if Osamu Dazai finds out, he will confidently think that there is nothing wrong with him, because he and Araki Kongyo are lovers!It's completely different from Mr. Mori who likes little loli!

"Come on, Kongshi, you try this set!"

Sitting on the port mafia, Osamu Dazai naturally possessed an authority beyond the reach of others. He gave an order, and within half an hour the limited-edition clothing he wanted would be delivered to his office.

Araki Kuyo blinked, and obediently changed into the clothes that Osamu Dazai handed over.

He has been a dress-up doll for almost an hour, perhaps because of his special origin, no matter what clothes fit on him, Osamu Dazai even suspects that even if it is a burlap bag, he will wear it as if he is about to go to a runway catwalk The models are as dazzling as ever.

"Korashi-chan, do you have a favorite style?" Osamu Dazai felt that every one was good, and after deciding to buy them all in his heart, he asked again.

Araki Kongyo looked down at the manual, then stretched out his white and flawless fingers like beautiful jade, and clicked on the set he liked.

"This, because it is very similar to Azhi's clothes."

The style Araki Sora chose was a light brown windbreaker, a white shirt and slender straight black trousers. Although the price is very high, it is undoubtedly very similar to Dazai Osamu's attire at the moment - of course, except for the slack around his neck. red scarf.

Dazai Osamu was stunned for a moment, then hugged Araki Kongshi with a smile, and gently rubbed his cheek against Araki Kongshi's face: "I'm so happy, so Kongshi-chan wants to wear a couple outfit with me!"

Kong Shi smiled and hugged Osamu Dazai back: "Is Aji happy?"

"Very happy!"

"That's good, I came into this world to make Aji happy."

Araki Kongyo's eyes were very deep, obviously pure black, but Osamu Dazai had the illusion that the black was extremely clear, and everything could be clearly reflected in it.

He lowered his eyes to avoid this gaze, still with a smile on the corner of his mouth, holding the warm palm of Araki Kongshi, and said softly: "Kongshi-chan will stay by my side for a while, because Grasshoppers that don’t have eyes will jump out and get in the way.”

Araki Kuyo nodded obediently, he held Dazai Osamu's hand back, and smiled softly: "I will always be with you."

The top leader of the port mafia building was flirting with his beautiful and gentle lover, while the head of the Black Lizard Guerrilla Squad stepped into the door silently, smelling of blood and gunpowder.

Atsushi Nakajima, who used to struggle in an orphanage, became slender and tall after training, and his purple-gold pupils looked awe-inspiring because of the chilling temperament around him, but he laughed out the immaturity brought by those round eyes.

And that peculiar hairstyle was also trimmed under the strong request of Nakahara Chuya. The bangs on the cheeks were not left long and the other short, nor were the bangs so neat as if they had been cut with a knife.

Under his raised collar is a collar with spikes inside. Once he goes berserk or cannot control his abilities, the pain will forcibly call back his sanity to protect his teammates.

Atsushi Nakajima has no objection to this point. As an orphan picked up by Osamu Dazai, he is very grateful to Osamu Dazai for his help and promotion, and wants to use his own strength to repay Osamu Dazai.

"Master Nakajima, you have worked hard."

"Master Dun, welcome back."

The members of the port mafia in black suits bowed respectfully to Atsushi Nakajima one by one. They were obviously older than Atsushi Nakajima in stature and age, but the awe and submission they showed was obvious.

Although the port mafia is a place with distinct classes and seniority is valued, there is only one thing that is tacitly accepted by everyone - as long as you have strength, you can get corresponding respect and status.

He nodded to his colleagues, his leather boots clattering softly on the gleaming marble floor, and no one dared to make a sound until he left the area.

At the end of the corridor, Zhong Yuanzhong also had a calm face, waiting for him with his arms folded.

Atsushi Nakajima stopped in his tracks, lowered his head in respect and bowed slightly: "Mr. Nakaya, good day."

Zhong Yuanzhong also responded, and then said: "After the task is completed, go back to the room and clean yourself, you smell fishy."

Atsushi Nakajima was relieved and realized that although he tried his best not to let the blood drip on his body in the previous battle, the boots he was stepping on were still covered with bloodstains and pieces of enemy meat, and these traces fell on the marble floor. left a dark brown mark.

"I'm very sorry, I'm going back to my room to take a shower."

Atsushi Nakajima apologized, and walked neatly onto the elevator that went directly to his room.

Nakahara Nakaya clicked his tongue. He had complicated feelings towards Atsushi Nakajima. Part of him was wary of this young man who couldn't control his abilities and would hurt others, but part of him had a mentality of hating iron for nothing.

Unlike Zhongya Nakahara, who is used to fighting and actually enjoys fighting, Atsushi Nakajima is not suitable for this world, but this white-haired boy forced himself to repay his favor, but he couldn't really get used to it. Indecisive guys have always been uncomfortable in the Central Plains.

Even Nakahara can see that Atsushi Nakajima's emotions are not normal after each battle, but Osamu Dazai, who is Atsushi Nakajima's teacher, educator and boss, turns a blind eye.

"... Forget it, what am I worrying about here, anyway, that guy probably has his own ideas."

Zhongyuan Zhong also suppressed his irritability, stepped on the floor hard and left.

Atsushi Nakajima returned to his room. As the current captain of the black lizard department of the port mafia, his room is not far from the top floor where the leader is. The floor-to-ceiling windows not only have a wide view, but also a beautiful scenery. Needless to say, the size is natural, compared to Atsushi Nakajima's room in the orphanage was much better.

Atsushi Nakajima let out a long sigh. At this time when he was alone, he was able to let go of the coldness and calmness that belonged to Captain Black Lizard, revealing the uneasiness and hesitation of a teenager.

As he was brushing his hair and walking out of the bathroom, the call from Osamu Nakajima made Atsushi Nakajima go to his floor immediately, as if the timing was perfect.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't think deeply about the reasons behind this, he put on his clothes as quickly as possible, and took the elevator to the top floor.

"Mr. Dazai."

Walking into the chief's office that was as dark as the night itself, Atsushi Nakajima's heart was beating heavily and fast, and he was desperately thinking about what he didn't do well, so Mr. Dazai called him here again.

"Dun Jun, you have done a good job in this task, and you are getting stronger and stronger."

Osamu Dazai's voice was full of laughter. If the surrounding environment was not too dark and cold, this voice should have reminded people of cherry blossoms blooming in spring, or grapes hanging on vines in summer, so elegant and gentle.

"Thank you Mr. Dazai for your compliment, I will work harder next time." Atsushi Nakajima relaxed his tensed back, and he showed a shy smile, which softened the chilling aura on his body at the moment.

"Come here, Dunjun, I want you to meet someone."

As Osamu Dazai said, he raised his hand towards the deepest darkness behind him.

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