Chief Oda won't complain

The next section of "Story", I don't know how it feels to others.But for me, it was a sneaky sigh of relief.

The perspective changed, and I was finally no longer the protagonist of the story who was urgently watching every move.

Of course, this also makes the "story" more like a pure novel. I have never seen anyone describe real events in this typical way of writing novels.

This section tells about what Dazai experienced in the dock warehouse area.

To sum it up in concise language, the highest-level warehouse in Port Mafia was invaded by the enemy, a large number of weapons were robbed, and the guards died before they even had time to fight back.

Dazai rushed to the scene to investigate, only relying on the printed surveillance video, he confirmed that the enemy is a group of soldiers who have undergone rigorous training, and they wear an old European pistol called "Gray Ghost" on their waists.

Dazai deduces that the enemy has mastered the correct warehouse code through some means, and predicts that the next war will come.

Outside of this main plot, there are many details that make it difficult to distract attention.

For example, I saw the name of Guangjin Liulang. In the "story", he is a slightly older veteran member of the port mafia. He has served the organization for decades and never abandons his subordinates easily. Therefore, he has been loyally followed by his subordinates.

If I remember correctly, Hirotsu Yanagi is actually a student in the academy. Kunikida-senpai mentioned him when he introduced the problem student to me. His year of repetition might be higher than that of Dazai.

"The number of slots is unexpectedly dense." Ango sighed, "Although Mr. Hirotsu repeats a lot of grades, he doesn't really become an old man."

"But it feels very reasonable. The Black Lizard Club that Mr. Hirotsu belongs to just sounds like a port mafia, doesn't it?" Dazai said.

"Really? I think that name is like a small bar in the wilderness." An Wu said, then frowned slightly.

"But Dazai-kun, you are right. If there is anyone in the academy who will definitely be included in the illegal organization, I will definitely vote for Mr. Hirotsu. He is already a headache for the teachers in the academy, so he just gave up. character."

Dazai tilted his head: "Hey, the professor's glasses have a high opinion of Mr. Hirotsu, and he has never commented on me like that. I feel so frustrated, I lost for no reason, it must be because I didn't work hard enough."

An Wu responded with a stern and unmoved face: "Don't get me wrong, my evaluation of Dazai-kun is the worst. It's just because no one can compare with Dazai-kun. So I have always regarded Dazai-kun as the worst. It is evaluated separately in the "non-human" group. "

"I see." Dazai nodded, as if he had accepted the explanation and no longer felt frustrated.

He naturally passed this topic: "Well, I dare say that all the members of the Black Lizard Club are written in this port mafia. I don't know the rules and screening conditions for the selection of story actors. I can look forward to seeing more Is it a bad appearance? For example, Shinsuke Takasugi who will return to school at any time?"

An Wu's face turned pale: "It's enough to have the Black Lizard Club. This novel world is already lawless enough, and it's already at the level of nightmares."

The so-called Black Lizard Club is one of the many extracurricular groups in the academy. It is a group that accepts commissions from students in exchange for rewards.

Whether it is "putting laxatives in the water cup of the teacher who assigns homework crazy", or "quietly replacing radio music with confession to girls", basically all commissions with bad influence will be accepted.

What the students talked about most about this group, and what the teachers hated the most, was not the successful completion rate of the commission, but the confidentiality principle of never betraying the client's information.

In other words, even if the teachers had already caught the Black Lizard Club doing bad things, they would never want to torture them to find out the name of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Because of this, the most stubborn and tight-lipped member of the group—Hirotsu Ryuran—has been held back for an unknown number of years.

"Odasaku, do you think I'm bullying Hirotsu-san?" Dazai asked me suddenly, pointing at the curtain.

This is the second distracting detail of the "Story" section.

Dazai easily found out that Hirotsu-san was covering up the subordinate who caused trouble, so he said something terrible like "If it was me, I would choose to kill it directly".

The cadre's speech is of great importance, which is tantamount to coercing Mr. Hirotsu to deal with his subordinates. Mr. Hirotsu was frightened and stiffened, but Dazai suddenly changed his words and said it was just a joke.

Now Dazai took the initiative to ask me if this matter is bullying, I couldn't help but wondered: "Didn't you just joke?"

Dazai suddenly became excited: "Hahaha! That's right! It's just a joke!"

I said, "But it's not a good joke to scare people with a joke."

Dazai's high spirits immediately calmed down: "Well, of course I know. It's not me who is ignorant, but Dazai Osamu in that "story". I have never made such an inappropriate joke with anyone, Oda Don't get confused. "

I nodded and promised, "There will be no confusion."

Ango seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just let out a "hum" with his eyes wide open, and kept the words back in his stomach.

This is of course anomalous.

Also, Dazai, who was deliberately reminding me that he didn't bully anyone, was also abnormal.

Usually Dazai would not be like this, as if he was eager to explain clearly and clear himself of suspicion.Dazai didn't really care about that.

So I suddenly thought to my heart, is Dazai shy?

Because he became the central character in this section of "Story" and was described too much, it was like being stripped off the bandage in the street, and the skin was exposed to the air unwillingly, so I felt ashamed.

I changed my mind and thought of my previous shameful mental activities.Immediately, he felt that he couldn't ignore it, he had to enlighten Dazai a few words, so he said, "Dazai, don't take it to heart."

Including Dazai and Ango, everyone who heard my words looked at me blankly, as if they didn't understand.

It’s hard for me to explain directly, otherwise Dazai will probably be even more shy, so I can only try to talk about him: "I have finished reading this section, and it happens to be noon. Let's take a break? Come back in the afternoon to continue."

I don't know why, Xingyue chose to support me unconditionally: "Okay, everyone has watched the curtain for so long, and the eyes also need to go to the outside world to relax, so please come back at [-] o'clock in the afternoon to continue."

Dazai asked if he could take pictures for others to see?Xingyue nodded, so Dazai took a picture of the curtain and sent it out.

"It was sent to Mr. Hirotsu." Dazai explained, "Mr. Hirotsu and I are old acquaintances, how could I have bullied him? This novel has arranged me indiscriminately, it is too much, and Mr. Hirotsu must help me judge it. "

An Wu squinted at him: "There's no need to explain so clearly, we won't talk too much."

So I became more convinced that Dazai was shy.

"Let's go, let's go to the market to buy ingredients together." I said, "Dazai can try to make energetic clear chicken at noon today."

"Can you take me with you?" Tufang asked, "The mayonnaise at home is finished, and there is no place for lunch."

"Okay, then let's experiment with crab meat rice with mayonnaise."

Inosuke looked at this side, looking very moved, but finally gave up.

I know his situation. Ever since he appeared in the newspaper and returned to human society, he has been adopted by the kind-hearted grandma Shou. Grandma Shou prepares meals for Inosuke every day. Tempura lunches are indispensable on school days, and a table of meals at home on rest days .

Unlike me, who is a relaxed bachelor, Inosuke is burdened with the care of his family, and needs to consider that someone in the family is waiting for him to go back to have dinner together. He is a caring child.

To be honest, I am a little envious. It feels so good to be able to step into the house in the expectation of my family.

Occasionally, after working overtime at night, I moved back to my residence with tired steps and had to face an empty room, and I always felt lonely at that time.

For a while, I even had delusional thoughts, wondering if I should raise a child like Grandma Shou?

I quickly dismissed the stupid idea that a bachelor my age is not eligible to legally adopt or raise a child.

"Odasaku, what are you thinking? Let's go!" Dazai waved to me from outside the classroom, and tightly grabbed Ango's arm.

An Wu's face collapsed: "Mr. Oda, please think again. After reading the novel, do you still dare to let Dazai-kun cook?"

Dazai pouted dissatisfiedly: "But doesn't Professor Glass think that the novel is not true?"

An Wu: "It's you who said that you want to restore the dishes in the novel, so I feel scared."

Dazai: "Okay, okay, today we won't be making consomme chicken, let's do our best to help Mr. Hijikata improve the mayonnaise rice bowl."

Tufang: "Thank you."

Ango: "The problem is not the dish, but you, Dazai-kun."

It's so lively, it's great.

I walked out of the dark classroom with the curtains drawn, walked into the bright sunshine at noon in June, and took the three children to the market.

"It's a rare weekend, so let Dazai go into the kitchen and try, but Ango doesn't have to eat Dazai's cooking."

Hearing my arrangement, both Dazai and Ango showed varying degrees of dissatisfaction.

Hijikata asked: "Can you tell me what was written earlier in the novel? Why is the dish Mr. Dazai wants to restore not edible? Is it poisonous?"

I replied: "Probably not. It is a good food that makes people energized, but it will make people lose their memory later."

Hijikata nodded: "So that's it, it just causes people to lose their memory... What kind of food can cause people's memory loss, can it really be eaten!"