Boss vest is omnipotent

Being stared at by Osamu Dazai, the young man in black windbreaker kept his smile on his face and met his gaze without evading at all.

Atsushi Nakajima murmured in his heart, how should I put it, he is indeed "Mr. Dazai", and his words are absolutely unbearable when Mr. Dazai looks at him like this.

He is still a little concerned about what another Mr. Dazai said, that is, "Except for me, there are at least two mafia". Although he is unwilling to admit it, one of them seems to be himself.

So the other one is...

The rare serious Mr. Dazai showed an expression very similar to the person opposite him, finally smiled, spread his hands and said, "Can we talk alone?"

The young man in black readily agreed, and followed Osamu Dazai into a small room of the detective agency.

"Don't eavesdrop—" After closing the door, Mr. Dazai from their detective agency poked his head out again and said with a smile.

Then there was a huge sound of breaking objects from inside, and some Dazai-san said "Please be gentle." Since the two people's voices are very similar, it is really difficult to distinguish them.

"...Mr. Kunikida." He looked at the blond man next to him, Kunikida Doppo frowned, holding his notebook in his hand.

"I know what you want to say, Atsushi." Kunikida Doppo's voice was very heavy, "Mr. Ranpo didn't say anything, trust Dazai."

"Yes." Even though he agreed, Atsushi Nakajima still stared nervously at the door, there was no loud noise inside, and it was completely quiet.

Then the door opened, and Mr. Dazai, who was wearing a black windbreaker, appeared first, and he dodged when he met his gaze.

Atsushi Nakajima:?

Atsushi Nakajima gasped, and looked at Mr. Dazai from their detective agency who came out next. While adjusting the angle of Poirot's bow tie, the man said, "You said you could do anything, right? That man on my desk I'm counting on you to pile up the files."

Kunikida Doppo glanced into the room, and it was neat and tidy inside, even more tidy than before, without the messy scene he imagined.

Mr. Dazai, who covered his left eye, turned his head to the side and sighed softly, and said in a light tone, "I am suddenly asked to deal with documents or something, and I don't have much confidence."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Ah...?"

"What are you talking about, shouldn't you be used to it?" Dazai Osamu said coldly, and waved his hand at Kunikida Doppo with a smile, "Kunikida, I will leave him to you, anyway, you have a good way of dealing with Dazai Osamu Isn’t it the way? Come on—”

"Wait!" Kunikida Doppo was about to chase after him, but suddenly felt a burning gaze, how could he leave this dangerous person whose condition is unknown to chase Dazai Osamu?That guy Dazai must have calculated this point.

He turned around bravely, facing the young man who seemed to be more well-behaved than his acquaintance (this is doubtful), and said to the man, "Come in first."

Turning around again, he whispered to Atsushi Nakajima, "Go and inform everyone."

Atsushi Nakajima agreed, and took a look quietly. Mr. Dazai turned his head and smiled at him, but behind that beautiful smile was a completely indifferent look.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Nakajima Atsushi seemed to see that "Mr. Dazai" showing some sadness for a moment, but when he looked closely, it disappeared completely. His smile seemed to be accurately measured by a ruler, beautiful but very hypocritical.

The sense of dangerous impact surged again like a tide. Nakajima Atsushi looked at the back of the man, but this time he didn't feel like running away.

>>

Things went very smoothly, under the interaction of "Disqualification in the World", memories of other worlds that should not be known finally appeared in his mind, Chieda Chisei has fully confirmed the reason for Dazai's choice .

I was a little angry, but I didn't know how to vent it.

Since Osamu Dazai is no longer here, he should leave here as soon as possible...Suddenly, a cup of coffee was put down in front of Chieda Chisato, and he turned the document in his hand without raising his head, and said, "Thank you very much. , Lord Dun."

Nakajima Atsushi did not leave after putting down the cup, but stood not far away and looked at him cautiously, as if he wanted to say something.

He closed the document in his hand, raised his head and looked at Atsushi Nakajima with a smile, "Is there anything else?"

"No, it's nothing... er, it's not! That's right... you've worked hard!" Atsushi Nakajima hesitated, holding the coffee tray under his arm, fingers together, and the other members of the detective agency were not far away Watching him quietly, he came here after bearing everyone's hopes.

Let's see how divine this Mr. Dazai is.

"I'm used to working, and if I'm not careful, I'll be too serious." "Dazai" froze, and picked up a document again, "I didn't expect you to have a lot of work here."

"Actually, Mr. Dazai accumulated too much." Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help complaining, he blinked, and asked further, "Too... did you often deal with a lot of work before?"

The young man picked up the coffee, leaned back on the back of the swivel chair, and faced Atsushi Nakajima with a little force on his feet. He nodded and said, "Well, it's normal, and it's natural to feel strange. You want to know my What did you just talk to that Zhijun about?"

Atsushi Nakajima nodded unconsciously, looked at him expectantly, and sincerely felt that this "Mr. Dazai" seemed much easier to get along with than the one they had here.

"I won't tell you." The young man smiled and raised his eyes to look at him.

Although it was viewed from the bottom up, he was born with the posture of a superior, and his clothes were exquisite. Even Atsushi Nakajima, who was born in an orphanage, could feel that this was a rather expensive luxury.

Wait, this person seemed to be polite and said something very annoying just now!

"Do you want me to keep looking up at you?" That "Mr. Dazai" raised one leg and sat on the ordinary swivel chair out of the atmosphere of the throne.

Atsushi Nakajima took a second to understand what he said, pulled a chair from the side and smiled shyly at him.

The young man in black raised his eyebrows, and said with some nostalgia, "The former Lord Dun always kneeled in front of me to receive training. Well, after all, you are not my subordinate, so that's fine."

"This kind of thing..." Atsushi Nakajima was mentally prepared, but he still felt a little embarrassed when he heard such words.

"Dazai" brought the coffee to his lips, but he remembered something, and stopped, "You don't have to hide in that cramped corner anymore, I don't mind if you come here too."

After he finished speaking, there was no movement over there, as if he didn't want to come out.He just hooked the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care at all.

"I can tell you what you want to know." "Dazai" put on another leg, his demeanor is like a naive child, but he also has the calmness of an old man who has experienced a lot, which makes people uncomfortable He held his breath consciously, for fear of disturbing him.

"I'm the leader of the Port Mafia. Well, you have this organization here too. I met Zhongya, although he is still as annoying as ever." When he spoke, there was a smile on his mouth, as if he was talking about other people's affairs , "I jumped off the stairs."

"Why?" Atsushi Nakajima asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Dazai" showed a somewhat surprised expression, and said in as gentle a tone as possible, "You really asked me. Normally, when I say this, everyone will look clear. Well, it seems that I still have to give an answer. "

His fingers tapped lightly on the outside of the china mug, his expression far less troubled than his spoken words.The crisp voice came to an abrupt end, and Mr. Dazai in black looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and seemed to find a satisfactory answer, "Because it was very hard. Since the day I sat in that position, I have not Now that I've rested, it's my turn to fall asleep."

Atsushi Nakajima opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't know what to say. He only knew that he showed a flustered and shocked expression, and there was sympathy that the other party probably didn't need.

"Sleep is unnecessary for me, including temperature, diet, or life is only temporarily useful to me." He said to Atsushi Nakajima, who was still in shock, in a gentle voice , "So if "it" gets in my way, choosing to end is part of the plan.So do you understand? "

Looking at Atsushi Nakajima's stiff expression, he was extremely happy, and let out a laugh from his throat, "It's a pity that there was a little deviation in the final result, and I came to this world."

"Now I am just a male waiter in a certain coffee shop, and I have to be ordered by capitalists to run errands." He sighed deliberately, and said, "In order to realize the ideal of eternal sleep as soon as possible, I must save the world."

"..." Atsushi Nakajima looked at the other party's expression of coming to ask me, and asked very cooperatively, "What's wrong with this world?"

"Good question!" "Osamu Dazai" put the coffee cup on his knees, clapped his hands lightly, his eyes curved into an arc, "This city, or this world, has been shaken quite a lot. It's like a cone with its tip on the ground, just barely balanced. If someone puts a little pressure on it, it will completely collapse."

"But how do you know about this kind of thing?"

"Because I am Osamu Dazai." He said naturally.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't want to admit that he was easily persuaded by such a sentence.But having said that, "If the world is destroyed, isn't it more in your favor? Why do you want to save the world?"

"The boss who took me in said that he wants to open [-] branches, and the ruined world can't do it." "Osamu Dazai" said, "I have to help him realize this wish."

"Also, I don't know why Zhong also came here. If this world is destroyed, don't I have to die with him?" He showed a disgusted expression, "I don't want it."

Nakajima Atsushi didn't know what to say, just felt a little speechless.

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, and they looked at the door at the same time. Junichiro Tanizaki stood at the door and looked at the person coming, his eyes widened.

A man in a dark suit and uniform - he looked like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, but he had a steady and generous temperament. He took off his hat and put it on his chest, and said very politely, "I am Zhongyuan Chuya. I was bothering you, because a leader who always troubles others has not returned, so I came here in person."

He looked at the young man in black sitting there, and said expressionlessly, "I found Tokyo along the river. I didn't expect you to drink afternoon tea here."

"leader."