I saved the world after jumping backwards

The full moon on a winter night rose between the tall buildings, and the quiet and quiet moonlight shone on the black-haired boy.

Osamu Dazai was squatting on the ground bored, and for him, his large black coat was dragged on the floor. He yawned, with tears in his eyes, and said lazily: "Come to an end soon~ Such a beautiful moonlight is not good enough!" It would be a pity to commit suicide, such an ordinary night shift is not suitable for me."

Warehouse Street is located on the seashore, where the goods of the port Mafia are stored, usually guarded by members, ordinary citizens and military police dare not approach easily, but some people take advantage of this time to make trouble.

Not far from him, there was a fight between two illegal organizations. Gunshots wailed continuously, and people were shot and fell down. The flames and loud gunshots lit up the silent night, tearing apart the tranquility. The illusion of peace.

Dazai was watching the fireworks in his blood, but he soon got tired of it, and let out a childish moan.

The gunfire not far away stopped.

The members of Port Mafia assembled into a square team in front of Dazai, and Hirotsu Yanagi bowed respectfully to Dazai and said, "Mr. Dazai, it's over. Everything is as you expected. The remnants of the GSS are indeed due to lack of weapons. They came here to steal firearms, and it seems that they have nowhere to go."

"After all, there are only a group of brats who like to play tricks behind their backs." Dazai raised his eyes, "Have you killed them all?"

"There are still a few survivors left." Guangjin said.

Dazai stood up and patted the dust off his pants: "Then leave the rest to Big Sister Hongye, I'll close the team like this today, and I'm going to find a place to sleep forever."

"...Yes." It was obviously not the first time Guangjin heard him say that, but he still didn't know how to reply.

It has been 17 days since the opening of the Dragon Head Protest. Because of the huge interests, various organizations have launched a mafia struggle in Yokohama one after another with great ambitions, and there is only one goal-to eliminate other organizations and monopolize it. I don’t know if it really exists. 5000 billion US dollars.

Although this amount of money has not been seen in real form so far, it will become real when there are more people talking about it.

In fact, the port Mafia is also very short of money, and the weapons can only be used sparingly. It is indeed a disadvantage at the beginning of this struggle, and the alliance formed by the Takase Group and the GSS has a relatively strong momentum before.

Originally Osamu Dazai had already figured out how to deal with these two organizations, causing them to break up on the spot, but what no one expected was that an extremely sudden incident happened just two days ago. There was no place to spit out the bad water of sowing dissension, so after guessing their follow-up movements, Mori Ogai waved his hand and let him follow the black lizard to come out and squat back.

After the fight was over, there was still time to clean up the venue. Dazai saw at a glance the red-brown-haired man among the bottom-level employees who was busy collecting other people's corpses. He waved his hands and shouted in a drawn-out voice: "Ori-Ta-saku--"

Oda Sakunosuke, who was still busy, raised his head when he heard the voice. Because his work was interrupted, he could only look at the black-haired boy not far away with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong, Dazai?"

Seeing his friend Dazai jumping up and down, he seemed to want to come next to Odasaku, but stopped because of the blood around him, he curled his lips and looked disgusted: "Odasaku, leave this kind of thing to the bottom The employees are doing it, I have something to ask you instead of doing this."

Odasaku refused expressionlessly: "But I'm also a low-level employee." He paused and said, "If you have something to do, wait for me for a while."

Not long after Dazai nodded, Odasaku finished his work swiftly. He walked up to Dazai, because he had just touched the corpse, and his hands were still stained with blood, which looked particularly terrifying, but he himself was unconscious, with a blank face. Said with an expression: "What can you do with me?"

Dazai looked at his hands in distaste, and beeped twice as if driving away a small animal, "Odasaku, come back after washing your hands, you look like a perverted murderer now."

"Ah, is it?"

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment, completely unaware, but after hearing what he said, he obediently ran to wash his hands.

But after washing his hands, he didn't go to Dazai, but took out the mobile phone in his jacket pocket and made a call.

The phone was quickly connected, and a young boy's gentle voice came out from the receiver.

"—Hello, Oda-san."

"Yuki, are you home yet?" Odasaku glanced at the current time.

"I'm already home, is Oda-san still working?"

When Odasaku heard the whine of boiling water in the kitchen from the other end of the phone, he felt a little relieved, "Xue, don't go out these days, stay at home honestly, and don't go to work. I will also talk to you at the restaurant." The boss said."

"...Is it because of the Mafia?"

"Ah." Odasaku admitted, "Organizations in other places may also be involved, Yuki, if you see a suspicious guy, you must run away immediately."

"I see, Sa and Oda-san should also pay attention to safety...and..."

The boy on the other end of the phone seemed to have something to say, but he changed his words abruptly for some reason, and then started to stumble. The new father, Odasaku, felt that he might be uneasy, so he said a few words of comfort, patiently Waiting for the other party's next words.

As a result, the following words came from the other end of the phone:

"That, that, go home early... Mister Zuo."

The other party's voice trembled a little, and by the last address it had turned into a soft breath, as if someone had bullied him. Oda Saku had already guessed the other party's expression at this time, Xue must be blushing because of embarrassment Face, but must have mustered up the courage to call out this title.

The man with reddish-brown hair couldn't help but bend his blue eyes, and replied softly like a sigh: "Well, then I'll hang up and rest early, Xue."

A busy tone came from the receiver, and Odasaku, who realized that the other party had hung up, sighed.

"Oh, Odasaku used to show such an expression~"

The young man's cheerful and gentle laughter was suddenly inserted into the busy tone of the phone. Odasaku turned his head and found Dazai standing behind him looking at him with an unknown smile.

"Dazai..."

Dazai watched his friend's eyes widen slightly because he was caught, and the other party's rare smile disappeared in an instant. He couldn't help saying a little amusedly: "Odasaku, is the safety of the adopted son more important than the orders of the boss?"

... Xue's safety is indeed more important than this job.

Oda Sakunosuke looked away without a trace, didn't understand that this was a joke, so he nodded a little guilty.

"What! You really think so!"

Dazai covered his chest with a hurt face, pretended to cry and said: "Obviously, obviously I came first! Odasaku, I really misjudged you! You are such an Odasaku! "

But soon he came up to Odasaku again, blinking his starry eyes and said shamelessly: "However, if Odasaku told me Xiaoxue's mobile phone number, I can barely forgive you."

Odasaku turned sideways to avoid his approach, and asked suspiciously: "Dazai, why do you want Yuki's phone?"

"Hmm—" Dazai pinched his chin and thought for a while, and then replied with a smile: "Because Xiaoxue's face fits my aesthetics very well, she can be regarded as my fall in love lover, of course, I need to communicate frequently, Wait, wait, I know now, I won't be a backup, don't look at me with such scary eyes, Odasaku~"

Seeing that Odasaku's expression turned cold, as if he was angry because of his own words, Dazai immediately proved his innocence: "Actually, it's because of rumors! Rumors! I really don't have any thoughts about your precious adopted son!"

The man's blue eyes sank.

Of course he knew what the rumor was, and this rumor would bring endless danger to Xue.

"You must have known about the rumors about the silver-haired Snow White."

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The author has something to say:

I have always wanted to call Oda Zuo sakuさん, because it is inexplicably like the feeling of a little wife calling her husband (草

Dazai: I'm not interested in snow at all!

in the future

Dazai: Fragrant fragrance!

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