In Yokohama's days as a writer

The way of heaven is reincarnation, and Osamu Dazai never expected that he would meet that self again.

Not only that, but the culprits who caused the disaster in the entire parallel world were all in this dream.

It is always such a joke that fate gives Dazai Osamu, no matter which Dazai it is, it seems that he will encounter things that ordinary people cannot encounter.

"Let me take care of that leader Dazai." Osamu Dazai said to the two people in front of him, "As expected, he should be the owner of this dream."

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, and had no objection to Dazai Osamu's proposal: "Then Mukuro and I will go look for Bailan, and if there are no accidents, we will gather here in the evening."

Osamu Dazai has no opinion.

Osamu Dazai was surprised by the dream of the leader Zai. They seem to be really destined.

Whether it was the last time they crossed the parallel world by mistake, or this encounter in a dream, it was like an arrangement of fate, nothing could be more dramatic than this.

If there is one person in the world who says he understands Osamu Dazai very well, then he is either a lunatic or a fool. Even Osamu Dazai dare not say that he knows his own thoughts.

The life after breaking away from the mafia really made him breathe a sigh of relief, maybe because it was too depressing there?

Even if working in the dark suits him well, he can indeed get along there like a fish in water.

For the individual 'Osamu Dazai', there is actually no difference whether it is the port mafia or the supernatural secret service.

But "he" in another world has become the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, no matter how you say it is "Dazai Osamu", he is quite surprised by this.

Surprise followed by curiosity, wondering why the leader Jae made that decision.

You must know that Osamu Dazai will never be able to get along happily with himself, but from another perspective, they are the people who understand each other best.

There is nothing more profound than the bond between them.

Just like this time, Osamu Dazai will always know where the leader Zaihui is.

Osamu Dazai pushed open the door of Lupin Bar, and the whole bar was decorated with a pale yellow halo, hazy, Osamu Dazai looked inside, and as expected, he found a black figure at the bar counter.

Compared with the meeting a year ago, there is not much change. It seems that time loves this person very much. He sits quietly in front of the bar, just sitting silently, as if he has maintained this posture for ten thousand years. years long.

It doesn't look like Dazai can't stop for a quarter of an hour, maybe because there are few friends around him who are willing to listen to him and make fun of him casually.

Osamu Dazai sat beside the leader Zai without any notice, "Please give me a cup of detergent."

"I'm sorry, we don't have any in this restaurant." Even if he saw Dazai who was exactly like the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, the bartender still refused without changing his face.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips: "Then give me a hard tofu that can kill people."

"Sorry, this store doesn't have any." The bartender said in a good-tempered manner.

When Osamu Dazai heard this, his whole body was like a doll with a leak, spreading out on the bar counter into a cake.

"Ah, your store sucks." Osamu Dazai said dissatisfied, and then he pointed to the leader Dazai, "Then do like him and have a glass of wine."

The leader Dazai glanced at Osamu Dazai.

After the bartender served Dazai the wine, he raised his eyebrows.He left very winkingly.

"Why are you here?" The leader Zai put down the cup in his hand and asked sideways.

Osamu Dazai leaned lazily on the bar: "If you weren't asleep, who would want to see you."

"Really?" The leader Zai got the information from Dazai's words, and confirmed his guess.

"Hmm." Dazai's small nasal voice was soft and lazy, first the cat with its small paws scratched the leader Zai's paw vigorously.

The leader at the side, Zai's ears itched, he scanned Dazai's sitting or not, stretched out his hand and patted Dazai's head, the soft feeling seemed to be engraved in his heart.

The leader Zai remained calm and reprimanded coldly: "Sit down."

Osamu Dazai, who is so powerful, will be afraid of him?

How can it be!

Osamu Dazai first raised his paws to shake off the hand of the leader, Zaihua, like a bad-tempered cat, grunted twice reluctantly: "I don't."

The leader Zai didn't care when his hand was opened, and subconsciously rubbed his fingers, wanting to leave that touch.

The leader Zai looked at Dazai Osamu who was about to explode at a little bit, thinking silently in his heart.

More like a cat.

It might be nice to go back and get a cat.

"I don't think you are a qualified 'Dazai Osamu'." Dazai sat aside and complained, "I'm afraid you are the undercover agent sent by Ango to the 'Dazai Osamu'! I, Yandao Zhonger, will represent 'Dazai Osamu' to eliminate you!"

There are 360 ​​five days in a year, and the leader has to work 360 and six days, wishing to break 24 hours into 48 hours.

Zhen is a social animal among social animals, if it is not because Sakaguchi Ango is still in the world, this person might not be the reincarnation of Ango.

In contrast, Osamu Dazai, the king of fishing, is simply a negative teaching material.

The leader Zai smiled: "Then let me say that you are the outlier in the 'Dazai Osamu'. A good mafia should not be a mafia, but a writer."

Indeed, the leader Dazai just inherited the "leader slave theory" of the previous leader of Hong Kong and Black, Mori Ogai, and this Dazai directly changed careers.

Not only did he change careers, but he also took away his most important subordinates.

The leader, Zai, recalled how Atsushi Nakajima, the black and white god of death in Hong Kong, had recently written a book to the point of madness.

"That's my pleasure." Osamu Dazai didn't want to reveal the existence of the system, "It's not like you, hurry up and work overtime until you die!"

"Really, is it fun to be a writer to spit black mud?" The leader Zai poked at Osamu Dazai's pain unceremoniously, "I'm afraid you can't write positive articles either."

Osamu Dazai asked with a half smile, "Hehe, how is Editor Xiaolin doing recently? Did he call Hong Kong gangsters every day to say hello?"

The leader was silent.

"Have you handed in your manuscript?" Osamu Dazai sneered, "No, I knew it! Mr. Xiaosuge, don't forget to update it!"

"It's all because of who." The leader Zai put down his wine glass, turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, and smiled 'nuclearly', "Isn't it, my dear brother, Mr. Yandao Zhonger."

Dazai on both sides, you come and go, urging each other to show respect.

Who can understand that the leader Zai just went to a parallel world, and when he came back, he found that his hard work was messed up by another self.

Atsushi Nakajima, an important figure in the plan, not only did not feel at a loss because of the death of the head of the orphanage, but found his own direction in life and became a gangster writer.

And himself, became the guidepost on the writing road of Atsushi Nakajima.

From another aspect, it can be regarded as successfully guiding Atsushi Nakajima...

As a solitary leader of Hong Kong gangsters, I had an extra brother named 'Yan Dao Zhong Er'.

Chief Zai:? ? ?

Who am I, where am I, what happened?

In Yokohama, I was stunned on the spot.

The two hurt each other for a while, and they both tacitly didn't mention Oda Sakunosuke.

Osamu Dazai asked the leader, "I knew it was a dream, but I didn't wake up. Is it because I can't wake up or I don't want to wake up."

The leader Zai was silent again.

"This dream should have developed according to your plan, not my plan."

The leader Dazai did not answer.

"You won't give up, right?" Osamu Dazai laughed angrily, "Do you want to use this dream to test your plan?"

"Then after returning to reality, the third stage will be implemented. Anyway, no matter how much Atsushi Nakajima indulges in writing, he will not refuse your orders."

When Osamu Dazai thought of the future he saw in the book, he immediately shook off all the interrupts from the leader Dazai.

"Let Akutagawa and Atsushi take over from you to protect Yokohama and protect the book. It's a good calculation. Anyway, the only thing you lose in the end is your life."

Osamu Dazai threw the cup to the ground angrily, looking like he wanted to wake up the leader Dazai with an uppercut.

Seeing such a reaction from Osamu Dazai, the leader Dazai felt helpless, he helped his forehead and said.

"I've done acting. Why is the environment in the Supernatural Secret Service Division so bad? They can tolerate such acting skills."

You know, Yokohama started as an actor per capita.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his momentum in an instant, and he didn't look as angry as before.

"Impossible! How could my acting skills of Yokohama actor be seen through!" Osamu Dazai was exaggerating.

The leader Zai was very tired, didn't he know that he was so exaggerated at this age?

Mr. Sen has worked hard.

"Stop making trouble." The leader Dazai said without doubt, "You should understand what I mean."

Osamu Dazai picked up the wine glass, looked down at himself reflected in the wine, and sighed.

Although their past experiences are different, they are both 'Osamu Dazai' in essence, and there is something engraved in their hearts that cannot be changed.

Osamu Dazai raised his head, without any further dissuasion, he asked silently: "You have decided."

"Yes, I've decided." The leader Zai nodded.

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, let go of everything, and his tone became more relaxed.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "I won't stop you from going."

At this point, the topic ended, and they didn't bring it up again until the two left.

【Zai Zai, you really don't intend to stop him? 】

The system asked suspiciously.

[If he succeeded in the experiment in the dream, he must have run towards be after waking up from the dream. 】

[By the way, this is the first time I've seen someone who took the script but took the initiative to take the be route. 】

The system complained about the leader Zai.

Osamu Dazai smiled and replied.

【Help me find out where Editor Xiao Lin is. 】

[Editor Xiao Lin, what are you looking for? 】

The system is confused.

Osamu Dazai smiled meaningfully.

[Of course it is a contribution. 】

[The leader of Hong Kong gangsters, Osamu Dazai, abandoned martial arts and followed literature, so he recommended himself to the editorial department to become a writer. Don’t you think it is very positive? 】

The system suddenly understood what Osamu Dazai wanted to do.

This is a pit intended to be replicated in the world of the leader Dazai!

It's just this 'positive', it really still holds grudges!

[Let me ask, what pen name do you plan to use? 】

[I'm such an upright person, of course I use my real name, isn't the name 'Dazai Osamu' not nice? 】

Dazai governed as a matter of course.

system:……

All right, Devil Dazai.

You just want to kill the leader, right? !