This is a nurturing essay

In Mori Ogai's small clinic, a group of people came to the ward inside.

"By the way, bring some lunch when you go back." Osamu Dazai took a sip of the cup noodle soup in his hand with satisfaction, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

A few of them are holding a cup of noodles each, sitting in a row around a box and eating noodles.The underground doctor, who was charged for instant noodles before opening, leaned against the wall amid Luoli's merciless ridicule, shedding tears of noodles.

"Okay doctor, we will pay." Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "I heard that the doctor is very well informed?"

The pretending Mori Ogai coughed lightly, stood up straight and straightened his clothes: "That depends on what you want to know."

"Doctor, isn't it very clear?" Osamu Dazai put down the paper cup and smiled harmlessly, "If you don't even know the purpose of our visit, how dare you call us information dealers?"

"Little friend, you have too high requirements for this industry." Mori Ogai blinked his purple eyes aggrievedly, dragged a box and sat opposite the children, "How could I know that I would find instant noodles for me?" What do you guys want to know?"

Shirase put down the noodle cup in his hand, and impatiently interrupted the big and small foxes' temptation: "We are members of the sheep organization, and we want to buy information from the D club."

"Excuse me, excuse me, it turned out to be a sheep." Mori Ogai rubbed his stubble-covered chin, "D Club, is that the force that suddenly appeared on Leibo Street recently? Hey, I really..."

"If you are acquainted, tell what you know!" Okubo was already impatient, he stood up, and slapped the box in front of him fiercely, "Be careful, we smashed your shop!"

Mori Ogai leaned back, showing a panicked expression: "You don't plan to not give money, do you?"

Junko hastily tugged at the corner of Okubo's clothes: "Okubo!"

Okubo paused, gave Mori Ogai a hard look, and sat back reluctantly.Mori Ogai let out a sigh of face, and performed a "I'm so scared" - the degree of falsehood is probably similar to the "I'm so lost" that Nakahara Nakahara made by Osamu Dazai before.

Osamu Dazai wanted to sigh, but he held back.

"Doctor, let's talk straight." The boy's iris-colored eyes were calm and deep, "After all, we have a common goal."

The teenager took out a small pack of napkins from the pocket of his shorts, pulled out one, and spread it out on the box.Then he took the instant noodle fork, dipped it in the remaining soup in the cup, and made a rough drawing, which happened to be the shape of the periphery of Leibo Street.

Mori Ogai's heart skipped a beat.He leaned forward and looked carefully.

The boy drew a few more circles on the paper towel, and added some "paint" to the cup from time to time.

"Doctor, don't you need me to explain?"

On a small piece of napkin, there appeared a simple but clear map - the influence map of Leibo Street.

Mori Ogai smiled slightly, but didn't speak.

Osamu Dazai tapped a small circle on the edge of Saibo Street with his fork: "This is the doctor's clinic."

He crossed the box closest to the clinic: "This is the base camp of Club D."

The little boy raised his head, and a meaningful expression appeared on his fair face: "How can you allow others to sleep on the side of the couch, doctor."

"Ahhh, that's a great respect for me. I'm a little doctor, how can I compare with this kind of assembly club?" Mori Ogai shook his head repeatedly.

Osamu Dazai threw away the fork, crossed his hands, and grabbed his chin: "As a person who relies on information for his living, it should be necessary to find out the forces around him. But the D Club is an armed organization, and you, the doctor—— "

The boy raised a harmless smile: "It's just a doctor in a small clinic."

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes.

"The doctor is very clear, the sheep's 'hole card'." Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai subconsciously wanted to frown, but he kept his poker face after all, "This is a fair deal. What the doctor pays is your 'known' , and the harvest will be 'unknown'."

Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai restrained his smile, stood up, supported the box with his hands, approached the cunning adult, and whispered softly: "Even - more."

Leibo Street also does not welcome outsiders.

Mori Ogai showed an involuntary smile.

"If your members are taken away by Club D, you'd better rescue them quickly." The man's voice was mellow and magnetic, but it brought coolness for no reason.

"because……"

Outside the room, Alice, who was kneeling on the ground, finished drawing another picture.

The little black man was lying on the cot surrounded by white monsters.They were holding horrible knives and pliers and surrounded the cot.

"Less..."

The blond girl dropped the black crayon, thought for a moment, and picked up the red one.

She drew heavily on the villain's stomach, and then threw away the pen.

"Hmph~ I finished the painting."

The sun illuminated the girl's long golden hair.

She looked towards the door behind her as if she had a feeling, and showed a child-like cruel smile.

"Little sheep, what will you do?"

The door of the room was pulled open suddenly.

The kite-eyed boy who opened the door glanced at her expressionlessly, and he also saw the painting on the ground clearly.

The boy raised his eyebrows, walked over in a few steps, knelt down and picked up the red paintbrush.

"Your painting is a little less."

Alice looked at him with interest and didn't stop him.

Osamu Dazai added a few strokes to the painting, dropped the pen like Alice, got up and left.The three children behind him also came out with sullen faces, and walked out of the clinic together.

After they all left the clinic, Mori Ogai came out of the room slowly.He glanced at the painting on the ground: "Ah, Alice sauce is really good at drawing."

"You clearly know that I didn't draw it." Alice snorted.

In that painting, all the white monsters have their necks cut off by a red line.

Mori Ogai was noncommittal, but just sighed: "You are really young and promising."

"Don't think about it, this kind of young master is not something you can win over at first glance." After finishing speaking, Alice suddenly showed a smirk: "Did he pay you for instant noodles, Lin Taro?"

"This." Mori Ogai touched the stubble on his chin, "The child said that his parents will come to pay the bill later. I just look forward to the parents who can raise such a child."

-

"Stealing organs?!" Zhongyuan Zhong also stood up suddenly, and the bread in his hand fell to the ground.

Dazai nodded.

Some wimpy little ones in the corner were already sobbing.Shirase said with a dark face, "Chuya, no matter what, we can't retreat this time."

"Let this influence grow, and our sheep will be the best prey!" Youxing looked excited, "Zhongye, even if there is no such thing as Jing and the others, Club D will attack us! Show them some color! look!"

"If we act now, maybe Akira and Maki can still be saved..." Shu said softly.

Junko bit her lip and said nothing.

"I just thought, why the bullets I picked up in the morning are so small." Okubo gritted his teeth, "It turned out to be for catching alive!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a few quick breaths, and the red light had already filled the air.

"Chuya!" Osamu Dazai pressed on Chuya Nakahara's shoulder.

He took off the suppressor in his hand before, and now that the human disqualification is activated, the red light on Zhongya Zhongya's body suddenly disappeared.

"Don't worry!" Osamu Dazai said in a low voice, "We also got a part of the defense map of the D club, and you can't rely on you to save people! I can make a..."

"Osamu Dazai!" Yuxing interrupted Osamu Dazai loudly, "What do you mean? Why do you want to stop Chuya from saving people?"

Shirase interfaced with a sincere expression: "Dazai, I know you are prejudiced against me because of the previous incident, but Akira and Maki are our companions, and there are other sheep members, we can't give up on them!"

Osamu Dazai's expression turned completely and undisguisedly cold.

He looked at the lambs lifelessly, and lowered his voice: "You all think so?"

Youxing trembled, but still looked back firmly: "You don't know them, so don't worry! This is our sheep's business, you have no right to intervene!"

Junko avoided Dazai Osamu's sight.

The others also more or less avoided Dazai Osamu's gaze which contained too much meaning, but Ueno Shota jumped up: "What else is there to say! Chuya, go and defeat them!"

"Dazai, what you said before makes sense. We are indeed too dependent on Chuya. We will solve this problem later." Shirase said again, "But the situation is urgent now. For D Club, we are really too weak , only Zhongye has the ability to deal with them!"

He clenched his fists: "Dazai-kun, we have no time to waste. You are also a person with supernatural powers, we don't ask you for help, but please don't stop Chuuya!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Dazai. Give me the defense map."

Osamu Dazai ignored Chuya Nakahara.His hand was still on the opponent's shoulder, the strength was beyond Chuya's expectation.

He still looked at the sheep: "So, the next arrangement is that Chuya will go to defeat the D Society, rescue the hostages, and make a name for the sheep; and you will hide here safely to prevent being taken away—right?"

In the end, the boy's voice became light and ethereal, with a slight rise in the end.

Seems to be telling an uncanny joke.

"Because we can't do it!" Yuxing said loudly, "We are too vulnerable to bullets! And Chuya's supernatural powers can do it! Osamu Dazai, are you endless? If it's later, Akira and the others may have been killed killed!"

"Dazai!" Chuya Nakahara spoke again.

"Organ smuggling is also particular." Osamu Dazai took a deep breath and patiently explained, "It is very troublesome to kill the donor in advance and take out the organ, and there is also the problem of preservation. There is no suitable environment for surgery in Leibo Street, so the real If you want to do it, you will definitely take it to the right place, such as some black hospitals.

"Similarly, organ transplantation still has the problem of matching types, and it is not possible to sell them as soon as they are 'goods'. Therefore, they will not be in danger for a while. To take a step back, if they have been taken away...then I went there too, but I couldn’t save anyone.”

"Then you have to hurry up!" Youxing's voice was so sharp that it could be called harsh, "Get them back as soon as possible!"

"I said, I have a plan..." Osamu Dazai closed his eyes.

"Dazai, stop talking." Nakahara Chuya said softly, "Let me go."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, the iris-colored eyes glowing with an inanimate light.

He looked at Chuya Nakahara, and then slowly removed the hand that was pressing on the thin shoulder of an 11-year-old child who seemed strong.