My name is Dazai

"Kill...kill them all..." The voice of the person lying on the bed was so hoarse that it was impossible to hear the person's original voice.

Dazai leaned against the window glass, silently looking at the leader of the port mafia who was about to become the former leader, his eyes did not have much fluctuation of life and death.

He is not that writer?Sir, he, who was already immersed in the dark, would not feel responsible for anyone's death.

The man was trapped under the quilt, revealing only his white hair scattered on the bed.

Dazai knew how the person in front of him died, he was not interested, he just wanted to know where Tangun was.

It's just that not long ago he had an extremely ominous premonition, something in his mind was warning him that if he couldn't find Tangun again, then he might never see him again.

But at this moment, he was dragged by Mori Ogai to the leader's living room, and he wanted to be a witness to prove that the leader voluntarily gave up the position of leader to him.

Dazai looked at the person on the bed indifferently.

The head of the port mafia, stupid and insane, obsessed with prolonging his own life.

This is Dazai's impression of the former leader who has not had much contact with him, and even if he lives again, the leader is still like this, which perfectly continues Dazai's impression of the former leader.

Although Dazai doesn't like Mori Ogai, it doesn't mean he likes the former leader.

Absurd and chaotic, crazy and excessive.

This kind of person is not the type that Dazai would appreciate at all.

Perhaps this person would have been an attractive person when he was young, but time has completely destroyed the other person.

"Cough, cough cough..." There was a coughing sound.

The person lying on the bed moved slightly, and then revealed half of his face.

It was unexpectedly a young face. Although his face was haggard, it could be seen that the person in front of him was indeed a young man, not the aging old man in Dazai's impression.

A pair of eyes looked dark blue in the dim room, and because of the scarlet moon outside, they seemed to be coated with a layer of red light.The corners of this person's eyes were slightly downward, and he didn't seem to have any aggressive power, but at this moment, the eyes were slightly squinted, and there was no extra emotion in the eyes.

"Doctor Sen...why didn't you answer me?" Sitting up a little, the voice of the young man with long white hair became a little clearer.

...Tangun!

The name made Dazai almost blurt out, but only almost.

Dazai felt that he could only exhale "hehe" now - because his vocal cords and tongue were stiff and numb for unknown reasons.

"I'm very sorry, leader." Mori Ogai bowed slightly, his attention was all on the white-haired leader in front of him, and he didn't notice Dazai's abnormality, "The leader's order is absolute, I have never forgotten this matter Pass."

It was indeed Tangun's face, and it was also Tangun's voice.

But this Tangun was very strange.

Dazai was a little scared.

He felt that the person in front of him was Tangun, but not Tangun.

Dazai was not surprised by Mori Ogai's abnormality. If it was really an old leader, Mori Ogai would just put him on the bed and kill him. As a doctor, he undoubtedly knows the other person's physical condition best.

But Mori Ogai's careful look now means that the other party's health is not as bad as that of the old leader, and maybe there is still room for counterattack.

Indeed... it was Tangun.

Tangun with superb physical fitness, almost a writer?The pinnacle of force.

Dazai actually had a bit of blind trust in Tangun.

Tangun's eyes looked in Dazai's direction, his eyes were completely indifferent, he didn't ask Mori Ogai why he brought a child here, but said: "Then why are you still here?" After saying this, he covered his mouth He rubbed his head, frowning tightly, as if he couldn't say a word.

Dazai noticed that Mori Ogai's sleeve moved.

Too late to think!

Dazai realized this problem in an instant, and he suddenly threw himself on the bed. If he was thinking about this problem, the person in front of him would be killed by Mori Ogai.

Dazai knew that his physical fitness could not be compared with that of adults.

Mori Ogai heard the voice behind him, his pupils dilated, not knowing why Dazai reacted unplanned.

But Tangun, who was leaning on the pillow, came to his senses, he raised his arm in a defensive posture, and then his arm was held by Dazai.

Tangun, who was about to fight back, was suddenly stunned the moment his arm was grabbed, and then he was dragged down on the bed by Dazai without any resistance.

Before Dazai had time to guard against the possible attack from Tangun, he suddenly found that Tangun had lost consciousness and fell into a coma again.

"... Dazai-kun?" Dazai was picked up by Mori Ogai, so he knew that this child was almost not interested in anything, so he would appear lively when he was bad.

So Mori Ogai never thought that Dazai would do such a thing.

Totally unreasonable.

Why did he do this all of a sudden?

Obviously, when he saw the leader of the port mafia before, he also looked indifferent, even a little indifferent, with an impatient attitude towards what he was going to do.

It is completely unclear why he did such a thing suddenly. Dazai didn't need to think much at all. He quickly pressed his hand on the alarm on the side, and shouted loudly: "Assassination!"

Even though Mori Ogai's offensive ability is not very strong, it is definitely above Dazai, let alone his current body is not yet an adult.

So he decisively asked for foreign aid.

It would be fine if the current leader died, but he is not dead now, so he will not be completely excluded in the port mafia after all.

The leader's ward was suddenly pushed away, and someone had pointed a gun at Mori Ogai.

Seeing this situation, Mori Ogai raised his hands and squinted at Osamu Dazai. There was not much anger on his face, but he looked at Dazai meaningfully.

Now anger will put oneself in a more unfavorable situation, it is better to put on an innocent posture, so that there will be more opportunities to escape.

When Tangun woke up, it was already the next morning.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time, then slowly got up.

The headache is gone, and so is that crazy feeling.

This was probably his first real sobriety in two years.

Tangun sat on the edge of the bed with his hands intertwined.Into his hair, quietly thinking about what he has done in the past two years.

Violent, terrifying, disgusting...

Behind every order he gave was blood.

Tangun looked at his hands, as if he saw something disgusting.

Then he didn't alarm anyone, walked into the bathroom quickly, he turned on the faucet, hot water rushed from the nozzle, Tangun held on to the tiles in the bathroom, and retched.

The overheated water directly scalded his skin until it turned red.

Tangun rubbed his skin vigorously, barely stopping until he scarred his skin.

Tangun clenched his fists, restrained his impulse forcibly, squeezed most of the water out of his long hair with his hands, supported the table with both hands, and looked at the person in the mirror.

The eyes of the person in the mirror lacked any brilliance, and there was no expression on his face, and his wet white hair was still dripping.

Tangun recalled the days that seemed so long ago to him, he tried hard to restore his smile at that time, and the result was that the person in the mirror laughed and made him sick.

The skin was still his, but Tangun somehow felt that the former leader he had killed was in his body, and thinking about it made him feel sick enough to vomit.He raised his hand and thumped the mirror vigorously, the broken mirror scratched his hand directly, and blood dripped down along the sharp edge of the glass and Tangun's fingers.

What Tangun hated the most was the former leader, but he never thought that one day he would become like the former leader.Tangun knew that no matter how twisted he was, he would never become that way, not to mention that as a former killer, he couldn't become as seriously ill as the former leader in a short period of time.There is only one reason that can explain this unscientific thing.

It's a supernatural power...

Tangun remembered the smile that man had shown him when he killed the former leader.

It is gloating.

Tangun recalled that scene, and his whole body trembled slightly. Although the former leader had been dead for two years, and he personally did it, this did not prevent Tangun from being afraid of him at this moment.

He was still smiling at the former leader before he cut off his neck.

That's the gloat of watching a man turn into what he hates the most.

Even though the mistakes he made were all due to supernatural powers, Tangun didn't have the courage to say that he himself was innocent.Because every word, every word, comes from his body.

At this moment, Tangun wanted to die.

After staying in the bathroom for a long time, Tangun changed into a white shirt, let loose his half-dry hair, took a deep breath and walked out of the room.

The moment Tangun walked out of the room, members of the port mafia outside the door immediately pointed their guns at him.

Tangun glanced at them lightly, without any emotion in his eyes.

The guard at the gate looked at Tangun as if he had seen a ghost: "Chief, chief?"

The leader was so sick yesterday that he seemed to die at any time, why did he get up by himself today?

They glanced at Tangun's bloody hand, and thought of what the leader in front of them had done before, their voices could not help trembling.

Leader, what is going on so crazy?

A sick lunatic is scary enough, if the lunatic is still healthy, how many people can stop him? Although Tangun was wearing a white shirt, the material of the shirt was very thick, so it was impossible to see his flushed skin.

Otherwise they will only think Tangun is even more crazy.

Tangun ignored them, he walked to the elevator: "Where is Officer Ozaki now?" "Officer Ozaki is interrogating Dr. Mori in the dungeon." The guard hurriedly followed and said to Tangun.

The author has something to say: Small theater - Dazai: I was scared to death.

Tangun: What's the matter, did you almost watch me die?

Dazai: No, I thought it was an old man, but it turned out to be a young man. It scared me to death. I thought I was going to be serious this time.

Tangun: ...

Dazai: Pfft, just kidding.

The old leader's ability is a private design, inspired by the crazy expression of the animation Mori Ogai after cutting off the old leader's neck.

I remember that I wrote in Tensei Tan that the leader Zai is also a similar type of indifference, both world-weary white cats, but the difference is that the leader Tan is tolerant and indulges Dazai.

The leader Tan is six years older than Dazai.