This is a nurturing essay

The top floor of the Port Mafia, the chief's office.

Mori Ogai, Ozaki Momiji, and Nakahara Chuya sat around a round table with red wine on the table and floor-to-ceiling windows next to them.

It's noon now, Nakahara Chuya and Momiji were invited by Mori Ogai to come to taste wine, and by the way, they told about the morning's tasks.

"My concubine's mirror flower..." After listening to Chuya's general description, Hongye sighed while holding the wine glass.

"Sister, don't worry, the little girl is fine." Zhongyuan Zhong also poured himself a drink, "It looks very happy to be with that tiger boy."

"Speaking of which, Hongye-kun seems to have spent a lot of money recently." Sitting facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mori Ogai with a red scarf around his neck shook his wine glass, "Is it also for that kid Kyoka?"

"It's just a small gift." Hongye smiled and narrowed her eyes. Under the beautiful eyes with makeup, there was a rare gentleness in the mafia. "It's really hard for the leader to even look at such a small thing."

"Well, this is the responsibility of the leader. In short, you have made this trip through hard work." Mori Ogai raised the goblet with a smile, "The mouse waiting for the opportunity is hiding behind, it is not so easy to be caught. Fished out."

The three of them toasted together and tasted the red wine quietly.

"Good wine. Is the main messenger behind the combined invasion..." Nakahara Chuya said to himself, "By the way, boss, there is one more strange thing."

"Oh?" Mori Owai raised his eyebrows.

"Besides the white tiger boy and Jinghua today, there is another brat." The handsome and aggressive young man with orange hair frowned, his expression tangled, "He looks a little bigger than Q, I haven't seen him before. He... ..."

The other two quietly waited for him to speak.

Nakahara thought about what happened in the morning for a while, and finally finished his words: "It's very similar to that bastard Dazai."

"Dazai-kun?" Mori Ogai didn't expect this result, so he couldn't help becoming interested, "How similar?"

"In terms of appearance alone... so similar, I think that guy Dazai looked like this when he was a teenager. And his brain seems to be quite easy to use." Nakahara Chuya still frowned, "He said his surname is Tsu Dazai Osamu is a relative of his family."

Mori Ogai's expression froze for a moment.

Hongye noticed this, but this very wise female cadre chose not to say a word.

"Is there anything else strange?" Mori Ogai continued to ask.

"Uh, he should know me. I have a strange expression." Nakahara Chuya's expression became even more strange. "Then, he asked me for my phone number."

telephone number?what's the situation?

Koye Ozaki's expression also stagnated: "Then, did Chuya-kun give him the number?"

"Of course I didn't give it to him." Zhong Yuan frowned, "But he recited a string of mobile phone numbers and asked me if this is it..."

"Is it your number?" Mori Ogai asked with great interest.

"Ah. I probably got it from the bastard Dazai." Nakahara Chuya put down his wine glass and pressed down on the brim of his hat.

In fact, what the kid recited was his private number.Moreover, it was a number that he had when he was a sheep a long time ago...

Before getting into the port mafia, he didn't have a cell phone.It's not because of lack of money, it's just that no one can contact him with a mobile phone, so he can't use it.But he has a phone card, which is a gift from a "business".

It seems that it happened when I was ten years old?Because it was the first protection task he completed independently, the employer smuggled some phone cards, which seemed to be used for decoding, and gave him one when the final payment was made.

Because of its commemorative significance, Zhongyuan Zhong also kept it well.After having a mobile phone, he used this card.

Not many people know of its existence, and many of them are no longer alive.

Mori Ogai was noncommittal: "Let Akutagawa-kun investigate this matter. After all, we have to maintain friendship with the detective agency before catching the mouse. Chuya-kun, I have another task for you."

"Please tell me." Zhong Yuanzhong also put down his wine glass and looked serious.

"You will be in charge of this project next." Mori Ogai pulled out a document and pushed it to Chuya Nakahara.

"A superpower transnational terrorist who uses a sickle...?" Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the document.

"This person is in Yokohama now. And, very likely, it has something to do with rats. In other words, the other party may attack the port mafia." Mori Ogai took out a small scalpel at some point, and casually Shaking, "I leave it to you, Mr. Chuya. Be sure to protect the port mafia."

"I understand, leader." Zhong Yuanzhong also put away the documents, bowed his head and signaled, "I will bring you victory."

"Nakaya-kun is still so reliable." Mori Ogai took a sip of red wine with a smile, "It's really troublesome."

-

What an eventful year.

Takenzai, who lived with Dazai Koji for several days, sighed.

This is because, in just a few days, his dormitory has changed.

The young boy's intention of "invasion" was not concealed, and every corner of his dormitory was covered with traces of the other party.

From cashmere blankets, to the aromatherapy on the tea table to help sleep, as well as various books, poems, and new games, the express delivery is delivered seven or eight times a day, and the fruits in the bento must be cut into pieces.

But except for the first day, all the food delivery people were ordinary delivery people.

Even yesterday, the Furniture City sent two soft lazy sofas.

It is so soft that it feels like being in a cloud after nestling in.

If the single dormitory had only one bedroom, and Osamu Dazai still maintained his superficial politeness, it would have been a bed instead of a sofa.

After all, the little guy muttered several times that he was not used to sleeping on tatami.

Wu Zhenzai is sure that if this continues, the arrogant Dazai Xiaozhi will turn his dormitory into his own cat's nest.

terrible.

He is obviously a human being, so why does he live in the cat's nest?

The big white cat was speechless, and then turned over on the soft beanbag sofa.

Really, this pair of brothers don't treat themselves as outsiders too much.

yes bro.

——Relying on Wu Jingzai's clever mind, of course he quickly figured out the background of these two visitors from other worlds.

And that mysterious image gradually became fuller in Wu Zhenzai's heart.

The flower planter has a certain blood relationship with Osamu Dazai. He is a very powerful person with extraordinary abilities. He has firm principles and unshakable beliefs.

And, very soft-hearted, at least very soft-hearted when facing certain unique existences.

Wu Jingzai remembered the man in the cloak who he had commanded successfully with a single sentence the day he fought the dragon, and realized with complicated emotions that he himself was obviously included in this "unique" category.

Although they haven't met formally, there are some things they actually... know very well.

After all, Osamu Dazai, as the envoy, had already put the purpose of coming here before his eyes.These people know a certain "future", if it is really just for the pages of the book, they can use powerful force to grab it and run away.

But they chose the most troublesome way of fighting.

In addition to the other party's principles of conduct, the existence of "another Osamu Dazai" is obviously also a factor that the other party cares about.

Wu Zhenzai thought of the recent news about the scythe monster, and couldn't help but have a headache.He hammered the lazy sofa under his hand, and the sofa sank softly, without giving him any strength to rebound.

——That's the feeling.

That mysterious "Mr. June" gave him this feeling.

I know you don't need me to be nice to you but I just want to be nice to you—

But the other party didn't even show his face, and there was a young version of himself staring at him, blocking even the chance of rejection.

On another sofa beside him, Osamu Dazai was already snoring lightly wrapped in a blanket.

They were playing games online in the living room, but now it was cloudy outside, and it was the time when they were sleepy in the afternoon, so Osamu Dazai simply threw the game console and fell asleep.

And Wu Zhenzai has finished all kinds of things, and he has nothing to do if the demon does not act, and he is a little bored for a while.

The aromatherapy quietly exudes a peaceful and comfortable smell.The aroma of the seafood porridge at noon still lingers in the tip of the nose.

The unique damp smell before the rain floated from the window, and the gray sky weighed down, and it was estimated that it would rain soon.

Wu Zhenzai rarely felt sleepy.

Then sleep.

I haven't slept for a long time.

When I closed my eyes, it was dark.His brain, which has always refused to relax, finally blurred his consciousness and led him into a dark, light sleep.

huh... huh...

In a rare trance, he felt something covering his body.

It was the feeling of the cloth, with the temperature of the human body, which surrounded him warmly.The chill that came in advance of the autumn rain was isolated from the outside, and the gentleness was just right.

Wu Jingzai did not regain consciousness, he was thinking in a daze, has he been so arrogant that he broke in directly?This is trespassing on a house...

Thoughts flashed away, he still maintained this rare moment of sleep, and even let his thoughts sink deeper into the darkness.

……

Really fell asleep.

There is a Butaizai covered with a cloak in the white dumpling sofa on the left, and a Dazai wrapped in a blanket is sleeping on the black dumpling sofa on the right.The two similar faces had the same peaceful sleeping face, and the atmosphere was actually very beautiful.

The elder brother who had lost his cloak stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help showing a smile. Then he took out his phone and took a lot of photos.

It's heaven!

The real brother-in-law put away his phone, and happily left through the window.He also closed the windows outside to keep the cubs inside from getting sick.

It's going to rain, you have to leave now.

The transcendent glanced reluctantly at the dormitory behind him, and jumped into the sky like flying.

He knocked on the headset: "Hey, Mr. Moren is really slow to do things. When does he want to contact me?"

"It will probably take two or three days until he confirms the 'identity' of my brother." A familiar voice came out from the earphone, with a faint condemnation, "My brother must have been thinking about something impolite just now."

"I'm sorry." The man with curly hair swept across the sky of Yokohama like a long rainbow, "I don't see three cats sleeping together, I regret it."

"...Brother, have you stopped hiding it?"

"What am I hiding?" The man's voice was full of smiles, scattered into the gray sky of Yokohama, "I like my brother, what can I hide?"

The leader Zai, who was hit by his brother's straight ball again, covered his face in embarrassment——

You say to those two... no, never mind, that's fine, um.

Lu Yu returned to Luozu's apartment.

It's raining.

The raindrops crackled on the glass, making the room extremely quiet.

Really, let's end these things as soon as possible.

He missed his son and younger brother's acting like a baby.