Chief Oda won't complain

Looking down from the top floor of the tallest building in Yokohama, you can not only see the bustling street scene, but also the sea in the distance.

And if you look up, you will see a blue sky that sweeps away the haze in your heart.

It can be said that the place I am in is definitely one of the best viewing places in Yokohama.

If tours can be opened, more than half of the tourists in the scenic spot "Sky Garden" will be diverted.

Unfortunately, this is also the chief office of the mafia building in the port, so it is impossible to allow tourists to enter and exit.

In the extra-legal realm, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach, there are countless people coveting this office all the time.

What those people are looking for is not to see the beautiful scenery of Yokohama here, but to envy the power of the mafia leader of the port.

But the person who is really here at this moment and has the identity of the leader of the port mafia is not anyone else——

It's me - just me - Oda Sakunosuke.

When I finally woke up, as if from a dream, and realized this unmistakably, I wanted to bite my tongue and kill myself from the bottom of my heart.

This impulse is not out of a happy mood.Although I am indeed excited, but my heart is more of a bloody complex feeling.

Only then did I confirm that I was actually unwilling to be the leader of the port mafia, but it was too late to refuse.After all, before that, I did personally agree to the whole plan.

Now that I think about it, I was already sleepwalking.

After calming down, it took me a while to get familiar with the office.

Its decoration is consistent with the building as a whole, much like a luxury hotel in Europe, with expensive carpets on the floor, shiny chandeliers hanging on the top, platinum candlesticks on the mahogany tabletops, armchairs that look comfortable enough, and hanging on the walls Decorative oil painting.

At the same time, this European style is not so serious, but also incorporates many modern, even sci-fi elements.

The most typical feature is the magical floor-to-ceiling windows here, which can turn into a dark wall after being powered on, making the room instantly dark, which is very convenient for creating a secret and depressing atmosphere.

Generally speaking, this kind of high-end place is enough to make me feel uncomfortable, just like throwing the peasants to the king's dinner. The peasants will never be able to toast and drink freely, but they are very likely to be ugly and despised.

Thankfully, the peasantry has donned the robes of a king.Even if someone is questioning me behind my back now, I can't hear anything at the moment.

So I think, let's say I've done a good job so far.

After I traveled to this world, I adapted to the new environment step by step, and then I got in touch with various people, trying to reverse the course of the world, until now I have successfully become the leader of the port mafia, and I can stand in the leader's office overlooking the beautiful scenery of Yokohama...

So far in this series of actions, I can say that I have succeeded.

Originally, I was just an ordinary office worker in another world, living a very different life from today.

Looking back at the past at this time, the first thing that comes to my mind is a lot of trivial daily life, and there is not much order to be found.

It's like randomly picking out a thread from a ball of thread, and the first thing that comes to mind is actually an insignificant sentence: "We are all downcast wild dogs crushed by ruthless life."

I once heard such complaints from passers-by on the way to work, and I felt sorry for it, and I couldn't help remembering it in my heart.

I think this statement vividly reflects the daily life of our social animals, which is really wonderful.

Once when I was chatting with Dazai, he insisted that I say a few more sentences, but I couldn't think of any interesting words, so I repeated this.

As a result, he laughed so much that he choked his trachea and coughed for a long time.

Apparently, Dazai was not touched like I was at all, but found it funny.

I don't mind that.After all, compared to me who was struggling with the position of "intern Mandarin teacher", what Dazai, who had been repeating grades, experienced was the most carefree student stage in his life.

No, I'm a little arrogant when I think this way.

In fact, the pressure that students have to endure is no less than that of social animals. I often see my students fall into a state of madness in the face of their studies.For example, howling like a gorilla and tearing up the homework book.That always makes me very uneasy.

Once I stopped a student during class and asked if there was anything I could do to help, expecting to relieve the student’s psychological pressure to some extent, but was strictly rejected.

The answer I got at that time was: "Mr. Oda, you should take care of yourself. You are being teased by other teachers every day, so you don't need to care about us."

The feeling of being rejected was pretty frustrating, especially because I realized another scary thing:

It turned out that in the minds of many students, I was a weak and pitiful image who was often teased. I didn't have much prestige as a teacher I imagined.

The "other teacher" that the students said made fun of me was actually referring to my colleague, Ginpachi Sakata, who shared the same teacher's office with me.

Unlike me, Sakata is not an intern, but a mandarin teacher officially hired by the academy. He also serves as the homeroom teacher of Group Z in the third year of high school. He has rich teaching experience and is slightly older than me. He is a respectable senior.

Therefore, many times, Sakata hoped that I would help him snap up "jump" immediately, or line up at the dessert shop to get coupons, or cover him when he faced smoking punishment, and I did it without saying a word.

I think this is a natural thing in the workplace, but I didn't expect it to become another scene of bullying in the eyes of students.

It is not true to say that the students have distorted thinking and feel that helping others is weakness.

For example, Uncle Rinaki, who works as a school worker, likes helping people and running errands more than I do.However, Uncle Rinaki is respected and loved by many students, and is regarded as a strong man by everyone.

Here, we can take Satu-san who has a scar on his face as an example. He is always respectful and polite in front of Uncle Rinaki.

But once he came to me privately and asked me sincerely if I had been bullied by Ginpachi Sakata in the workplace. After I denied it, I didn't believe it immediately.

Until one day, when Sakata wanted to avoid paying the rent, his landlord Dengshi's mother-in-law called me and asked me to help arrest him.

This scene was accidentally seen by Satoshi completely, and Sato became convinced that I was not a poor creature who needed protection.

As for why I agreed to help Dengshi's mother-in-law persecute Sakata, it was definitely not out of considerations such as combating Lao Lai and maintaining the justice of renting, but a realistic calculation of gains and losses.

It should be known that Dengshi's mother-in-law is not only a landlord, but also a school manager of the school.As a mere intern teacher, whether my future career path will be smooth or bumpy, the decision is completely in the hands of such big shots.So I absolutely dare not offend.

Yes, I chose to stand on the opposite side of Sakata out of the desire not to offend Mother-in-law Dengshi, like a down-and-out wild dog crushed by a ruthless life.

In contrast, I can't see any traces of surrender to life like this in Dazai.

I thought that if other students kept repeating grades, they might be so stressed that they would suffer from alopecia areata, but Dazai didn't care about repeating grades at all, and lived a life of ease or idleness every day.

And the reason for Dazai's repetition is very unusual. He misses a lot of classes and exams every year and turns in blank papers. As far as I know, he actually studies very well.

He is keen to try dangerous behaviors, has always been a person with constant injuries, and always spends time on medical treatment, which naturally can only be repeated year after year.

In other words, Dazai is completely different from ordinary people. I am not surprised that he cannot empathize with us and other social animals.He would cough until he heard me say "wild dogs," and I would have to be silent.

"Odasaku, are you angry?" he asked.

I replied: "No."

"No? I'm laughing at you without giving you face at all. Look, I can't help but choke from laughing."

I nodded and agreed, "That's true."

"Right, right? That's what I said." Dazai showed me a satisfied expression, "Of course Odasaku is angry!"

I think he actually knew I wasn't angry and just wanted to hear me say something like "I'm angry," so I said, "I'm angry."

Dazai was really satisfied.

Ango, who was passing by, couldn't understand us at all, stopped and shook his head at me: "Mr. Odasaku, it's fine if you don't complain harshly. Keeping talking to him is an act of helping others. I, the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, will have a very headache."

Dazai waved his hand lazily: "Hey, the professor's glasses are here. I've been very leisurely lately. Did you leave the work to Zenyi?"

The so-called "Professor Glasses" is Ango's most widely circulated nickname in the academy.With his elegant round-rimmed glasses and his meticulous attire, he looks like a scholar. I think the nickname is quite appropriate.

Ango stared at Dazai for a while, and then sighed: "I just arranged for Shanyi to check the students' clothes at the school gate. He is afraid of bad boys and needs to exercise more, otherwise how can he be a good discipline committee member?"

Then Ango said full of resentment: "The work of managing discipline can never be truly leisurely. Neither students nor teachers can worry at all."

"How to say?" I asked.

"Kamodo Tanjiro, do you know this kid? I remember you were his Mandarin teacher. You wear earrings that violate school rules all day long."

I nod.Basically, I teach the Mandarin class in the middle school, and Tanjiro Kamado is a freshman in the middle school this year.

"He fought with the Xie Hua brothers and sisters again today. Alas, the bad boys in the academy are really growing one after another. When Takasugi Shinsuke was suspended from school, I thought I could finally be clean for a while."

Dazai suddenly showed a smirk: "Oh, Professor Glasses looks like he's finally relaxed after dealing with things. Didn't he even pay attention?"

"Focus on what?" Ango frowned vigilantly.

Dazai looked at me with a smile: "What's the matter, Odasaku?"

"Shinsuke Takasugi's suspension period is over, and he will probably return to study soon." I replied instead of Dazai.

An Wu's expression froze in an instant, he slowly covered his face with his hands, and then let out a long wail: "Isn't that just going to bump into Mr. Tomioka, who is new this year?"

I can roughly understand what Ango is worried about.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki is a new physical education teacher in the school. His teaching method is very Spartan. He is not stingy with violence against bad students. He hates students like Takasugi Shinsuke the most.

And I heard that Takasugi Shinsuke happened to be a violent person, and he also hated Tomioka Yoshiyuki's type of teacher.If the two sides meet, they will probably fight directly.

"Can't our school have more reliable teachers like Odasaku-sensei?" Ango lamented.

I was flattered by this sudden compliment, and quickly said: "I think Senior Sakata is much more reliable than me."

"It's okay if you don't mention him, but if you mention it, I will get angry! Mr. Sakata smoked in public again in class today, that's class! Class! Come on!"

Perhaps because he was really angry and couldn't get proper comfort from me and Dazai, Ango quickly turned around cursing and walked away, leaving Dazai holding me and giggling.

This is a fragment of life that I used to take for granted, it can be described as trivial and boring.

Whether you look at it horizontally or vertically, there is no sign that I am about to leave the status of a social animal.

But in fact, shortly after this, I voluntarily crossed the world.

Why do I have to give up my peaceful life and force myself to become the leader of the port mafia in another world?

In fact, due to some chance coincidence, I was fortunate to read a "story".In that "story" I died, and that was the ending neither of us was happy with.