My baby tamer can't be the leader

In fact, after that day, I soon felt that my decision was hasty... Because the brain circuit of Osamu Dazai does not look like an ordinary person, no, it does not look like a person at all? !

Let’s not talk about this guy sneaking towards me all day long in the name of Cengfan, which makes me seriously doubt how stingy the port Mafia is. Does Koryo eat kimchi three times a day? ?Can't it? ?

Or is it true that Mori Ogai intends to ask him to engage in some abnormal diplomacy?But he is only 16 years old?So beast? ?Are you not afraid that his premature exposure to this aspect will cause kidney damage? ?And Mori Ogai is so sure that sending him out will really change my impression of them in a positive way instead of directly making enemies?

You must know that this guy beat most of my subordinates one by one on the first day he ran to my side. He said in a weird way that they were not capable enough, but he was really doing it as a "little lover" Self-proclaimed? !

No, did you make a mistake, even if it was sex, you didn't force it in, did you? !Or is this a cultural difference... Is this a racial difference? Are you a carbon-based creature? !

It’s just saying that, but Osamu Dazai’s ability and skills are really strong. Whenever I show a little interest in a certain contract, he can quickly cut off the contract with very favorable terms and transfer it to the contract. Its head is like a cat that has only caught a mouse, leaning over and meowing.

This made me feel a bit soft-spoken, especially since he still knows how to control the situation. Even if he came over, he usually just curled up quietly on the sofa and looked at the documents or stared in a daze.

After a long time, some of my subordinates even believed the bullshit he made up when he heard it once, why he didn't return to the port of Mafia because he broke the leader of Mori and the mature big sister for changing clothes After the screen, the other party didn't like to see him very much, and pushed him out if he had nothing to do, thinking that he had broken their good business, and kept trying to get him out of the house.

Although I don't want to make any comments on the private life of the leader of Mafia at the port, Osamu Dazai glanced at me with grievances while talking, and also had a baby-fat face with the round kite that he deliberately glared at. Maoyan is so pitiful to the extreme, even those subordinates who were bullied by him when he first came chose to forgive him, and instead jokingly persuaded me to treat my 'little lover' better.

By the way, the part that has a good impression on him is all women, maybe because this guy even hates people according to the situation. When he sees who he hates, he wants to prove to me that he is really capable. Like a peacock on the screen, he walked around the field first, and then he began to treat them differently. The men were all sneering and sarcastic, and the handsome ones were more sinful, so they bit their cheeks angrily and dragged them out one by one. Cats are fighting.

If I stop his performance when he is free to play, he will still look at me with a lost expression, showing a kind of melancholy of "I am obviously doing it for your own good". He answered me and said, 'I'm just pointing out their mistakes in work, it's not okay to pamper them like this', simply, if it weren't for his young age, I guess the effect of his beating would be multiplied several times.

So, does Port Mafia teach its members to learn the green tea interpretation manual or what, this organization doesn't look very serious? !

Or did he run away from me to play the son-in-law of the Longmen?Even if he deliberately acted innocuously at the moment, even when I couldn't stand the scene where he was deliberately arguing with others, I could lift this soft-fur cat away by simply pressing his shoulder, but I don't believe it Osamu Dazai, who has the title of "Double Black" that can scare the entire Yokohama underground world, is really as harmless as he appears.

Even if it's just an occasional glimpse, I can faintly notice the deep mud in the unusually innocent kite-colored pupils in front of me... That's not the look that a boy of this age should have. .

However, in that case, the topic came back again. If he did have a plan, what could he have planned?

Although I am indeed quite confident about my appearance, self-confidence does not mean irrational pride. For Osamu Dazai, who holds a high position in a place like the Mafia, I don't think he is really serious about those people. 'Unspoken rules' know nothing.

What's more, his appearance is exceptionally outstanding, coupled with the mysterious and melancholy temperament that always lingers around him... No matter what the purpose is, he will obviously be a very sought-after target.

As for age?The mafia doesn't care about that kind of thing, it's better to say that being young is an advantage. No matter how impressive his past record is, his age will always give people the illusion that he is easy to manipulate, especially at this age In Japanese society, where socialism and social class are severely solidified... it is like the bewitching aroma that emerges from the sharp leaves of piranhas.

While I was sitting at my desk looking at the documents on the desktop to diverge my thoughts, the culprit who had troubled me for a long time came over without compulsion.

Seeing that the lock cylinder of the office door which I had locked behind me turned slightly, Osamu Dazai put away the paperclip briskly under my speechless gaze quite familiarly, and the paper clip floated in like a gust of evening wind, One hand rests on the armrest beside me.

The oversized coat cuffs on his shoulders hang down over his slender arms, and the deliberately puffed cheeks gave me the illusion of "I'm sure I'll cry for a long time if I punch you so cute", but the reason why the illusion is an illusion is that It's because it's actually impossible!

Judging by the speed of his occasional reflexes, it is true that he is like a cat.

It’s just that this human-shaped cat is deliberately looking up. I don’t know if it’s my illusion. I always feel that he is deliberately adjusting the angle of his jaw, trying to achieve the most perfect light and shadow. Proportion... an illusion, even a little lover is not so professional, right? ?

"Xiaoqi...Mr. Mori is too much." Dazai Osamu leaned forward slightly, just like boys of this age often put their hands on the desk and bicker with their front desk, without any sense of belonging. The breath of 'night', on the contrary, is as clean as if the boy in front of me is just an ordinary male high school student.

He complained half-truthfully, "I've been busy all day, but Mr. Sen still wants to push the troublesome tasks to me!"

Then, he squatted down again, bent his arms, leaned his pretty face on his arms, looked at me from bottom to top, and said aggrievedly, "If you wait for Mr. Xia Sen to call Come here, can you say I'm doing something for you? Please please~"

"I'll say you're not here, you're welcome." I said coldly.

"Hey?! Too much! Am I not your favorite little lover?"

There is no end!This stalk can't pass, right? !Why don't I attack minors? !

Although I don't know what this guy wants to do...but I want to see how far Osamu Dazai can do it.

As long as I test out his bottom line, I can deduce what his plan is roughly based on it... Or in other words, as long as I know how much he is willing to pay for a certain goal, then the weight on the other end of the balance must also have traces up?

Thinking of this, I immediately swallowed the complaints that had reached my mouth, turned to look at him seriously for a moment, and then patted his shoulder, motioning him to stand up first.

The other party tilted his head and showed a slightly confused look, but he was surprisingly obedient, obediently let go of the armrest of the office chair, and stood in front of me with arms folded.

I leaned back a little bit, flattened my crossed legs with a half-smile, and patted my knee lightly, "So, please, my little lover?"

Reinstall?You pretend again?I don't believe you can bear it!

……

Osamu Dazai's pupils shrank almost immediately, and he even bit the soft flesh on the inside of his cheek slightly to make sure that he was not in a dream, and he didn't mishear what the other party wanted to express because of his confusion.

...she said 'mine'...she has me in her heart!

Although Osamu Dazai's rationality immediately poured a bucket of cold water on him, telling him that the other party was deliberately provoking him, and intending to evaluate his purpose based on his reaction, but no matter how rational thinking is, it is no match for the half-grown boy. Be opinionated.

If a man is determined to deceive himself, no amount of clues and hints will help.

The young man who has never experienced such a turbulent and relentless emotional washout is almost completely powerless to resist such feelings, even if he keeps denying those pictures in his memory out of jealousy, but when he sees the picture again and the memory When he felt the same rational and tenacious soul with the same face in his eyes, he completely raised the white flag... No matter when and where, no matter which 'Dazai Osamu' is, it is absolutely impossible to treat such a Glory is indifferent.

Especially when he dreamed back at midnight, as those images flashed back in his dreams over and over again, his obsession did not fade with time at all, but became more profound until it was deeply rooted in his bones and blood, and never Inextricable.

Because of this, after hesitating for two seconds almost out of instinctive shyness, Osamu Dazai leaned forward obediently. He crossed his arms around the other's neck affectionately while the other was gasping for air, and leaned forward. In the opponent's arms, like a bird returning to its nest, it rubbed against each other with peace of mind, making it impossible for people to see that this is the worrying agent of Mafia, the famous port in Yokohama and the fear of the enemy.

It's not that he didn't notice the tense movement of the other party, but this kind of reaction will only arouse his innate hunting instinct, just like the slender and soft white neck between his arms, it's completely Leaving the fatal point to the hunting beasts and poisonous snakes spitting out the letter.

It's just that it's not right now...you can't bite it, you can't scare his little fox away, until you can confirm that he can completely eat the prey you want, leaving no room for her to escape ——He will try his best to endure.