But what did Dazai do wrong?

Misfortune comes out of the mouth.

Osamu Dazai felt empathy for a certain idiom for the first time. He wanted to drag the person who invented the word out of the history books, hold his hand and call out his confidant.

Let your mouth ladle!Get retribution!

Even Dazai Osamu's eloquence that can fool even a god is powerless.

He cheated himself to death, so who can be blamed?

Who will buy his matches, who can hear his call for help?

While riding the elevator leading to the chief's office, Osamu Dazai kept staring at the transparent glass window of the elevator, as if he really wanted to suddenly learn the wall-penetrating technique and relieve all his worries in one jump.

"Welcome to Port Mafia, Miss Yamabuki."

On the top floor, the chief's office, Mori Ogai stared at Dazai Osamu and Yamabuki Riri with extra kind eyes as if looking at a lamb that was producing wool.

Son, you are finally promising, knowing that you have brought back new labor for the old father.

As expected of his eldest son, don't worry, he will personally guarantee you this marriage!

"Lyuri." Yamabuki Riri emphasized again, "I don't like being called by my last name."

People who don't like being called by surnames often have an unsatisfactory family and past. The information obtained by Mori Ogai does not have Yamabuki Riri's past.

But, how should I put it, just looking at her strength value, doesn't she look like she had an unsatisfactory life when she was a child?

"Because 'Shanbuki' means ditang flower."

Osamu Dazai, who was standing beside him, could understand instead: "It would be strange to be called by the name of a flower all the time."

It's probably like saying hello to others on the road: "Hi, donkey's foot grass, how is your son dog's tail grass?"

The other party replied: "I'm fine, Bai Lianhua, is your daughter, Little Green Tea, okay too?"

Strictly speaking, there is no problem.

Just, strange.

Riri Yamabuki is weird enough, there is no need to make himself weirder in this regard.

Osamu Dazai was the first person to get the meaning before Ritsuri Yamabuki explained it. She was a little strange, and it was rare for her to say a few words: "Yes, but I don't hate Ditanghua."

Oh, Mori Ogai touched his chin with his white gloved hand.

These two people...maybe there is a little bit of harmony.

"Rui Li," Mori Ogai changed his name politely, "Are you interested in joining the port Mafia?"

The elegant leader of Mafia has a gentle voice without the slightest pressure, and his eyes are smiling like red wine.

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the scarlet carpet on the ground.

Riri Yamabuki looked down at the sunlight stopping at her toes, the dark golden eyes shone slightly, and gradually merged into a compelling beam of light.

Like a hunter in the dark putting away his careless appearance, the gigantic feline arched its back and its pupils cocked.

"I'm a mercenary, and I do things for money."

Shanbuki Riri was as indifferent as usual, his voice was indistinct.

"If there's enough payoff...why not?"

She knew that this was the answer enough to win Mori Ogai's trust.

It is an unrealistic delusion to ask for the loyalty of people you meet for the first time, only the intersecting interests are reliable enough.

Ogai Mori was not surprised by Riri Yamabuki's answer. He recalled the report handed in by the black lizard:

"The balance that Dazai-kun is missing can be made up this afternoon at the latest. The employees of the port Mafia are treated very well. In addition to three meals, we also provide accommodation. Let me see where the staff dormitory is for you..."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Ritsu Yamabuki said logically, "I'm dating Dazai, of course I live with him."

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

No, sister, is this what you mean by "the love of ordinary people" in your eyes?

From dying in love to living together in one day, which TV series taught you this?

Report your name, he will bring someone to the door tonight to write the screenwriter of Dark Shark.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at Mori Ogai, and saw a movement on his face!

Wake up!Don't fall to this point just because your power is called "sexual-desire life"!

He sells his art but not his body!

Mori Ogai was indeed very moved.

He thought that his elder son had a mansion and had to live in a container in an abandoned dump, and he was very sad because he didn't have the presence of Mafia's high-level executives.

This incident once caused a reporter who was not afraid of death to block the door to interview Mori Ogai and asked him if he mistreated his employees-this is another crime that Mori Ogai cannot refute besides the abuse of child labor!

Don't talk nonsense, he even buys insurance for his employees. How can there be a more humane capitalist than him in the world?

Even if the beneficiary of accidental death insurance is Mori Ogai himself, it cannot be denied that he cares for his employees from the bottom of his heart.

It would be nice to take this opportunity to let Osamu Dazai move out.

Between "living in a container with Riri Yamabuki" and "living with her in a normal apartment that can be divided into rooms", Osamu Dazai will definitely choose the latter.

There is only one room in the container. For the sake of his own innocence, Osamu Dazai has to move it, and even actively moves it.

One thing falls one thing.

The more Mori Ogai thinks about it, the more he thinks it's good. More importantly, he doesn't understand the law of Yamabuki. If he doesn't put someone next to him, he will definitely not feel at ease.

And Osamu Dazai will definitely accept this arrangement after resisting, and anyone with a discerning eye will know how useful Yamabuki Riri is.

Strong, independent, worry-free, and strong in action, with mature combat experience and excellent professionalism.

Such help is hard to come by.

Osamu Dazai pouted secretly.

He guessed the ending right after seeing Mori Ogai's expression, the old fox thought it out beautifully.

Why should his people be used by Mori Owai?

This is a talent brought back entirely by Osamu Dazai, and Mori Ogai has no credit at all.

Osamu Dazai thought maliciously: If the person who met Riri Yamabuki today was Mori Ogai, he might have to collect the leader's body at this time.

She doesn't like you.

She only likes me.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai said bluntly, "I want an apartment with a sea view."

Since you can't resist, let's enjoy it to the end.

It's all Mori Ogai's fault!If he hadn't advocated the slogan "Diligence and thrift starts with me, and everyone is responsible for caring for the organization's finances", Osamu Dazai would not choose to prostitute for nothing.

If he didn't prostitute for nothing, he wouldn't be in this situation!

Blame him!

Osamu Dazai was not polite in his request: an apartment with a sea view, convenient public transportation, his favorite crab rice takeaway nearby, soundproofing, and no neighbors who are undergoing renovations.

If it weren't for the great business of the Mafia family in the port, Mori Ogai would definitely throw his prodigal son out.

Mori Ogai has always been very generous when recruiting talents. He considers that Riri Yamabuki almost didn't prepare anything when he first came to Yokohama, so he didn't talk nonsense, and let her go to buy necessities directly after the finance department paid the final payment.

"For special materials, you can apply directly to the Finance Department, and we have a reimbursement share." Mori Ogai asked with a smile.

That look is very much like the farmer uncle who told the sheep to eat more grass and grow more hair for me.

Osamu Dazai did not follow him, he glanced lazily at Mori Ogai, and interrupted bluntly before he could speak:

"I see. I will find out about her origin and abilities as soon as possible."

"Is there anything else? Going without me."

Compared to facing a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, it is better to be a beautiful older sister, even though Osamu Dazai has not yet figured out the magical brain circuit of his older sister.

He decided to go drink with his good friend Odasaku, who also has a strange brain circuit. Having Ango as a supporter must surely relieve Dazai Osamu's pressure of being unable to complain today.

"Dazai-kun, I'm a professional intelligence officer, I'm not here to tell you about cross talk." Ango Sakaguchi said sharply after taking a sip of tomato juice.

"Don't underestimate yourself, Ango!" Osamu Dazai said excitedly while holding ice wine, "You are the best fan in Yokohama!"

Oda Sakunosuke clapped his hands twice, which made Ango Sakaguchi's teeth itch.

If it weren't for your lack of talk, how could he, an elite member of the special agent department, be reduced to the point where he became a talented player from his debut as a joker!

You all forced him!

"In other words, are you and that mercenary lady going to live together from today?" Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses and said solemnly, "It's really amazing information, please let me write it down."

"No, remember something useful." Osamu Dazai waved his hand weakly, "You don't understand, Ango, Riri-chan is not an ordinary, ordinary girl."

Osamu Dazai made gestures with lingering fear: "Such a big base, if I make a wrong eye, it will be gone. I am afraid that if I make a wrong eye again, my head will be gone."

It's so violent, it's so quiet and indifferent, how can you love violence so much?

"Is it a power-enhancing supernatural user?" Ango Sakaguchi analyzed, "I have actually heard of her reputation, and she is very famous in Ikebukuro and Hakata."

Oda Sakunosuke: "What kind of reputation?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "It can cure children who cry at night. At the peak, as long as you shout her name on the street, half of Hakata will be emptied in an instant."

Oda Sakunosuke patted Osamu Dazai's shoulder sympathetically.

How dare you invite the god of death to die in love, my friend, you are so brave.

"That's not the case." Osamu Dazai took a sip of his wine and forced his respect, "Ryuri-chan still makes sense."

For example, under his unyielding struggle, Yamabuki Riri changed the princess holding Osamu Dazai into holding hands, leaving him with the last face.

Although if it's really a princess hug, that scene should be quite beautiful.

Among other things, the looks of the two of them are really capable of fighting.

"If it wasn't for this, how could I say the wrong thing..." Osamu Dazai muttered softly.

For the first time, his beauty attack didn't work, but was subconsciously slapped by the other party.

"Don't tell me, you fell in love with his face."

The person on the other end of the phone said with a toothache.

"Half the reason." Yamabuki Riri held the phone between his shoulders, carefully comparing the shelf life and fragrance of the two laundry detergents in his eyes.

After a moment's hesitation, she puts one down and throws the other into the cart, holding the phone and saying:

"I have been looking for an opportunity to experience ordinary people's love for a long time."

"He was the first person who invited me to die in love. It's hard not to be moved."

"Ordinary people's love does not start with the death of love." André Gide was speechless.

"You have never been in love."

Riri Yamabuki said coldly: "It doesn't count if a French man has a one-night stand."

He has never been in a serious relationship and knows that ordinary people will not die in love!

"I beg you." Andre Gide was so tired that he couldn't speak, he would never be able to defeat Riri Yamabuki's divine logic, and would only be led into the ditch by her again and again.

"I have no problem changing your plan to kill Osamu Dazai to infiltrate Mafia port."

André Gide retreated again and again: "Even if you infiltrate by cohabiting with their cadre candidates! I have no objection!"

"As long as you don't really fall in love with Osamu Dazai!"

Andre screamed in despair.

Listening to your volume doesn't sound like you don't have an opinion, Riri Yamabuki thought.

Andre's central idea is only one sentence:

Be a scumbag!Just play around!Don't be responsible!

"Dazai probably thinks the same way." Riri Yamabuki commented objectively, "He probably wants to squeeze my surplus value until there is no more, and then throw me away."

"Coincidentally, so do I."

She stood in front of the shelf and carefully picked out a drinking mug and put it in the trolley.

"When I experience the feeling of being in love enough, his existence will no longer be worthwhile."

"What's more, our business in Europe has been partially eroded by the port of Mafia. If this problem is not resolved, the development of Mimc will be affected again."

"I stay in Yokohama, and it is more important to solve this problem."

Riri Yamabuki pushed the trolley to check out, and she walked in the noisy shopping area with her eyes closed.

"It's hard for everyone to gradually adapt to the life away from the battlefield. I don't want to make the competition between peers to the point of life and death."

"Isn't it good for Port Mafia to stay in Yokohama obediently? What are you doing to reach out to our territory?"

Her dark golden eyes squinted, and the beastly ferocity was fleeting:

"...chopped off their paws."

"it's up to you."

On the other end of the phone, André Gide sighed, and said helplessly and indulgently:

"My leader."