【Allson】unpredictable

(three)

In the autumn, the windows are opened with a lot of gaps, and the wind that blows in is chilly and cool.

Mori Ogai squinted his eyes, looked at the erratic branches and leaves outside the window, fell into the distant timeline, and fell into the unbearable score along with the drowsy and dry wall.

Ango Sakaguchi rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the drooping eyes involuntarily looked at the man who sat up and exposed his upper body. The man's fair complexion was dotted with plum blossom-like pink traces. From Ango's line of sight, he could see the bruise on his back waist. Pinch marks, suddenly his face felt a little hot.

"Mr. Mori... what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, Ango-kun is very energetic." Mori Ogai turned his face and smiled at him, causing Sakaguchi Ango to cover his face in embarrassment, "Please don't smile at me like that, Mr. Mori."

"Um, sorry?"

Mori Ogai restrained his smile, and his face became a little indifferent.

This year is a bit special.

Three months ago, he joined the port mafia. As a member of the medical unit, he had a stable job and a decent income, so he temporarily suppressed his aversion to the chaos and gunpowder.

Dazai-kun disregarded the obstruction, and also joined □□, saying verbally, 'I don't want to be too far away from Dr. Mori'

Just a month ago, the previous leader died suddenly, and the new leader was an extremely mediocre person who was incapable of commanding the government, which made the situation in Yokohama even more unstable.A few days ago, an old man named Natsume Soseki hoped that he would join the three-quarter plan and sit on the throne of the leader of the Communist Party to rule the Communist Party, but Mori Ogai did not agree.

Ango Sakaguchi is his recent lover, in order to vent the recent work pressure.Sakaguchi is the best intelligence agent, with a useful detection ability, but Mori Ogai is not interested in understanding it in depth. He is just a medical staff, and there is no need to do extra things.

After chatting carelessly with Ango Sakaguchi, Mori Ogai put on his clothes slowly.Relying on his hard work day and night in the community and animal life these days, he asked the head of the health team to take a sick leave, and then returned to his small clinic, intending to sleep back into the cage.

But I didn't expect Osamu Dazai to come back here.

The opponent is from the Armed Forces and is good at strategy, and he quickly climbed up the position. It didn't take long to become a small leader of a guerrilla team. It is usually difficult for Mori Ogai to see him outside the office.

"Doctor Sen, where did you go last night?"

Osamu Dazai rubbed against Mori's neck coquettishly, the hair on the top of his hair scratched his chin a little itchy.

"To solve important things."

"Ah, is that so..." Sensing something, Osamu Dazai bit the man's collarbone unhappily, with such force that blood that tasted like rust came out.Mori Ogai poked his eyebrows in pain, trying to stop it was useless.

"Don't do that to me, Dazai-kun."

Feeling the underestimated Dazai bite harder, the pain and the wet feeling brought by the warm tongue and head made Mori Ogai a little sick, and the palm of his white glove grabbed Dazai's hair, Feeling the pain, the boy finally let go of his mouth.

"It's not interesting...Does Dr. Mori have the kind of medicine that can make people die instantly after drinking it?" Dazai looked at the man with a blushing face as if nothing had happened, his expression was unclear.

"No... But, if Dazai-kun never eliminates Alice-chan again, I..."

"Hey, I'd better commit suicide by throwing myself into the river."

I knew I would say that.

Mori Ogai rubbed his temples tiredly, the bitten wound on his collarbone was still aching, remembering that he had done too much last night and hadn't cleaned it up, the man reluctantly stood up and went to the bathroom.

"..." Osamu Dazai calmed down the evoked smile, leaned back on the chair, and thought about what Natsume Soseki had said to himself.

Hearing the sound of splashing water over there, he was a little annoyed, and he scratched the hair on the back of his head with both hands.

Recently, the incident of the resurrection of the leader of the ancestors has started to stir up again. The Mad Dog ancestors who had just died a few months ago began to see the rivers and lakes again, causing panic.The current leader is also an idiot. He is as cowardly as a mouse and has sent countless bodyguards to guard his narrow place.

If that's the case, it's safer to start with the recently acquired youth group sheep organization and make plans, and also communicate with Mr. Natsume.

Osamu Dazai stared at the scalpel Mori Ogai stuck on the table, his eyes filled with mud.

(four)

The sound of the needle and thread piercing into the flesh made one's teeth chatter, but it was very familiar and friendly to the doctor.

After being given anesthesia, Zhong Yuanzhong was also in a dazed state. He tried to keep his eyes open, but he could only see blurred blocks of white, black and flesh colors, which were constantly changing, moving and mixing.

I felt that the thin thread merged with the abdominal wound, and the steel hook needle pierced the softness of the flesh again and again, but there was no pain at all, only heat and cold.

It's been a long time, how long?Of course he didn't know.

The abandoned lamb stood up in confusion, looked around, until the crisp bell set to sense his awakening rang from the head of the bed, he shivered as if startled, and clumsily pulled his clothes on. blue and white striped hospital gown, looked up at the man who was walking over.

This man was wearing a white coat, with a matching white shirt and black tie underneath, and slim black suit pants underneath. His lips were dark in color, and his eyes were dark blue. He had a fair complexion and a slender figure.

"Have a headache? Is there any discomfort?" Mori Ogai bent down, took off his gloves, and touched Nakaya's forehead. After trying the temperature, he withdrew his hand.

The ochre-haired boy realized that his pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to stand up and ask questions, but the movement was too big and he accidentally pulled the wound, "Hiss...pain..."

"The effect of the anesthetic has expired long ago. Don't move around. You have to stay here for at least two weeks. During this period, you can't touch the spicy food, so I will be responsible for it..."

"Wait a minute...Who are you? Where am I...Where is that suicidal bastard? I haven't settled with him yet, damn it..."

He remembered what Osamu Dazai had done, and immediately interrupted Mori Ogai's words.He gritted his teeth ferociously with his facial features, wishing he could grab Xiaotu Zaizhi and beat him up immediately.

Chuya's three consecutive questions made Mori Ogai a little stunned. Seeing him clutching the bed with his eyes full of blue veins, he couldn't help but slander Dazai-kun for what good he did.

Mori Ogai sighed softly and said, "You are really energetic youngsters, but now you still have to cultivate well, and it won't be too late to trouble Dazai-kun after the wound on your abdomen heals..."

Perhaps thinking that Mori Ogai's words made sense, Chuya calmed down a little, and asked with doubts, "Am I fucking? Why..."

"You have joined the port mafia, and are now a mafia member of Dazai-kun's guerrillas."

"Ah!??" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't bear the result, he jumped up from the bed and pulled the freshly bandaged knife wound, his face twisted suddenly.

Mori Ogai had a huge headache for a while, took the chance to lift up the man's hospital gown, and found that the blood had overflowed and soaked most of the bandage, "Now I have to rewrap it."

If I knew it earlier, I would have fooled him...

"Why is it under that bastard..."

In the process of dismantling the bandages again, the red-haired boy couldn't stop muttering, his tone full of annoyance and disgust.

"Do you hate Dazai-kun?"

"...He made the organization into a mess, and what happened to me..." Nakahara Nakaya said, suddenly choked up, and his expression became unnatural,

"No...after all, it's my fault..."

As he spoke, he remembered what Shirase said to him at the end. Although the words were hurtful, they were not completely unreasonable.

"I'm blaming myself... Nakaya-kun." Mori Ogai rolled his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"No!... By the way, you already know my name," he retorted loudly, his ears were a little hot, he didn't know whether it was shame or annoyance, and now he was struggling to ask the name of the elder in front of him.

Before he could finish speaking awkwardly, Sen opened his mouth with a gentle tone, "You can call me Dr. Sen, and Mr. Sen if you want."

"Sen...kun, Senkun..."

"Yes." Mori Ogai tied an ugly bow on the boy's side waist, and the man obediently responded.