Drowning in a sea of ​​moonlight

I feel melancholy with the sea breeze blowing.

In front of me, Dazai was squatting on the ground with great interest, looking at the bomb in front of him.

Originally, I was leading me and the members of his three teams to check the remaining clues in the warehouse of the hostile organization, when I was suddenly notified that a certain member had found a bomb left by the enemy.

So he shouted happily, "Finally, I can personally experience the wonderful feeling of being blown up at any time!", and wanted to eliminate the bomb on the spot, saying nothing and leaving.

Behind him, several teams of black suits trembled tremblingly.

One of them boldly said: "...Master Dazai, please leave this kind of task to the lower-level personnel."

Dazai looked up at him lazily: "You don't need to teach me this kind of thing." Then he raised his voice and said to all the people standing over there, "You don't need to stand here to embolden me. Go back if you are afraid of death. "

Those people got the imperial decree, bowed their heads slightly to this side, said in unison "I wish you prosperous martial arts", and then walked away without looking back.

During this time, Dazai turned his back to me, and when they were all gone, without looking up, he seemed to predict that I would not leave, and said, "Little friend, if you don't leave, if this bomb explodes here, it will be rounded up. Are we going to die for love?"

He turned his head, his eyes were full of smiles, and the water was shining: "Is that why you like me so much?"

......as long as you are happy.

——I actually kind of want to say that.

But this inadvertent complaint is too consistent with my true thoughts deep in my heart.

Because it was too consistent, if I really said it, it would feel like I was confessing something, and I felt a little uncomfortable, so I didn't say it.

I just said, "I believe in you."

Dazai pursed his lips, looking dissatisfied, but the next second he seemed to remember something, and he became happy again. He suddenly stood up and kicked away the bomb on the ground.

—the bomb did not explode.

Although none of his other subordinates paid full attention to him, I saw it.

I saw him take this thing out of his sleeve and sneakily put it in the corner.

Later, in order to confirm, I secretly sensed it with a supernatural power, and found that there was indeed no gunpowder in it.

...If you want to skip work, to be honest, there is no need to be so devious.

As soon as he clapped his hands, he said happily: "It's decided! Let me take you, a silly little friend, to experience the beauty of skipping work~"

I changed into casual clothes at a clothing store affiliated to the port Mafia, followed Dazai, and walked the streets of Yokohama.

At this time, the cherry blossoms are basically gone, and as far as the eye can see, there is verdant greenery. The leaves reflect the unobtrusive sunlight in early summer. The leaves are bright and cast mottled shadows on the street.

Although Dazai didn't remove the bandage wrapped around his head, he also changed his black coat, and walked aside, bouncing around, staring at the railing on the side of the road, looking like he really wanted to jump up, and then The look of walking on it.

However, that would be too noticeable, and it might lead to unnecessary trouble sooner or later.

He seemed to be aware of this, and he looked away with difficulty and controlled himself, but he was clearly feeling depressed, so he turned around and challenged me: "Little friend, you are so boring! I skipped class and followed up." You came out on a date, and you didn't say a word?"

How come the more you say it, the more outrageous it is?

However, although he was skinny in the morning, but he didn't really put anyone in danger, I was deeply impressed, and I decided to cooperate with him.

I approached him and held his hand when his eyes lit up and he looked expectant.

"In that case, I am very honored."

"Where are we going next? Are we going to see the wisterias in the nearby park? They should be blooming right now."

His fingers were slender, with even phalanges, slightly cold in my palm, and the rough texture of the bandage on his wrist rubbed against my fingertips.

He looked at me with wide-eyed eyes, seemed a little speechless for a while, then took his hand out of my hand after a long while, and said expressionlessly: "...This is too conspicuous and unqualified. You You still have to learn, kid, follow me."

After speaking, he stepped up and walked forward.

...For some reason, I felt like I was watching a cat stretching its paws, eager to scratch someone, but someone stroked its soft fur with the backhand, so it ran away angrily wagging its tail.

——To be honest, his appearance is completely different from before.Lively, as if a boy of his age who lived an ordinary life under the sun should have looked like.

I don't know what happened.

But now, it seems a little cute?

He took me to the door of the big supermarket, and after giving me the instruction to "buy xx brand bandages", he fiddled with his mobile phone carelessly in the blind corner of the surveillance.

I knew he was giving orders to his subordinates who went back.There will be a head-on confrontation with the enemy organization, but based on the latest intelligence he received this morning, the "Black Lizard" armed forces at the port Mafia may not be able to deal with it alone, so he sent his own men to support it.

But the leader of the enemy doesn't seem to have any strategy, so it's not a concern, and he doesn't need to sit in charge himself.

When I came out with the bandages he wanted, a new flavor of beer from his favorite brand, and a small schoolbag with a larger capacity, he glanced at me, stretched his waist and said, "My kid is too slow."

Then he unceremoniously took a can of beer from me and opened it to drink. After drinking, he commented: "Hey, it's so bad. I'll buy the original one in the future."

Afterwards, I muttered to myself, "How come the new product tastes more disgusting than before, and the pricing strategy has also changed. Is it really a change of boss? It's really disappointing", and dragged me onto the tram.

There was no empty seat next to him on the tram, so he sat and looked out the window with a bored face, and I stood next to him with a big bag and a small bag, watching the faintly visible sea level outside the window covered with the golden glow of the setting sun little by little.

We got off the car halfway up a mountain, and in front of us was a road that the tram turned and went down the mountain, and there were a few scattered families scattered on the other side of the path, extending towards the top of the mountain.

I sat on the tram for a long time, almost across the entire Yokohama.When we arrived, Dazai yawned, got out of the car with a listless look, and then led me to the top of the mountain.

After passing the topmost house, the path turned into a completely narrow mountain path. The trees along the way were so thick that only a corner of the sky could be seen.

There was silence all around, not a breath of wind, only the faint sound of summer insects, very monotonous and peaceful, echoing faintly.

This mountain is not very high, and it took a short time to reach the end of the mountain road. After passing through an impenetrable forest, the field of vision suddenly widened, and the city at dusk spread out under the feet, and the breath of the sea rushed over.

At this time, the setting sun was almost sinking to the horizon, only a little orange-red light remained, which was dim and lingering.

The golden-red sea surged silently under the setting sun, and the waves crashed against the cliffs, quietly breaking into white foam.

A few seagulls flitted across the sky, and when the sea breeze hit our faces, it also brought the fresh air of unknown vegetation on the mountain and the noisy sound of insects.

Dazai stood beside me, watching the light of the setting sun fade into the sky little by little, and the darkness of night spread over the city little by little.

The lights in the distance were lit up in patches, but the forest behind him was getting darker and darker, and all the outlines around him were blurred.

Until the end, the tiny stars began to twinkle in the distance, and the moonlight cast a silent veil on everything under the night.

"Does it look good?" Dazai asked me with a smile in his voice, still looking straight ahead.

"It's beautiful." I said.

At this time, the city was completely lit up, as if it was a city that never sleeps.

But there is silence at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by the shadows of trees, and the prosperity in the distance seems as far away as a different world.

The Port Mafia building should be about the same height as here, facing us far away at this moment, the huge glass windows reflecting obsidian-like light.

"Look, it's not bad that those messy troubles can't come to you, right?" Dazai turned around and faced me, with an unpredictable smile on his lips.

"It's just the two of us here now. Besides, no one knows where we are."

I saw the inexplicable light in his eyes and the faint smile on his face. I didn't know what he wanted to say, so I waited for his next article.

But seeing his eyes staring at me for a few seconds without blinking, he suddenly lost his strength, and sighed with frustration on his face: "Ah~ah, the kid has no meaning at all--"

Then he sat down on the rock at his feet and patted the place beside him: "Come here, I want to interrogate you."

I sat down as promised, and looked at the distant city side by side with him.

After a while, he said without emotion in his voice.

"...Let me ask you. What do you think, what is a friend?"

--this problem!

Is it finally time to start talking?

I was full of energy and ready to fight, but after thinking about it for a second, I found that there were no friends around me on the surface.

What's more, those little friends of mine were more like relatives than friends.

Even if you want to give him a particularly positive answer, without the support of corresponding experience, it will be very pale.

So I said in a standard way: "It is someone who will trust them extraordinarily, treat them well, and at the same time expect certain rewards from them."

Dazai turned his head, and there was interest in his eyes: "Really? The cold answer that doesn't fit your style." Then suppose such a friend has been hiding something from you, and even betrayed you one day.what will you do? "

...how did this problem come about?

I instantly thought of the two people I met yesterday, thinking of their daring conversations and open smiles, I felt a little cold in my heart.

——Oda, or Sakaguchi?

...It's not like ah.

Dazai was still looking at me expectantly, so I thought about my words, looked straight into the glimmering kite-colored pool of water in his eyes, and said.

"...If such a thing happens, I will go to him to confront him and ask the reason clearly when the facts are solid. After all, it is only when we understand the whole picture that we can make a judgment.

"Then, if he has not caused consequences that I cannot accept, if his motives are understandable to me, forgive him."

"Because, even if the nature of that person is different from what I think, a person who is willing to treat you sincerely, even if it is only a little bit, is very precious in this world."

Dazai didn't speak.

Then his head fell on my shoulder all of a sudden, obviously not drunk, but still limp and boneless.

"...Children, it's really boring and too much."

He said.

His voice was hoarse, low, like a sigh.

Out of nowhere, I put an arm around him.

His soft body was pressed against me tightly, and there was a quiet temperature in the cool night air.

The author has something to say:

Well, a chapter full of romance.

"It's just the two of us here. No one knows where we are."

Tut tut.If it were someone with a little less integrity.

If Zai is tempted, the lethality is very strong.

It's a pity that it's just an appearance.His mental journey will be revealed later.

In the original book, although Ango definitely regarded the two mafia as friends, his actions indirectly led to Odasaku's death, so he must not be able to forgive himself.

I haven't thought much about the future of the trio in this article, but since Ango's undercover behavior will not cause casualties, the words at this moment should be able to make Zai more inclined to forgive him.

I plan to advance the present/Mimic line at the same time.Come on, Jae.