[Comprehensive] People around me are always making trouble

On the seventh hour when Shi Yin walked out of the port mafia headquarters building, when the first ray of dawn penetrated the thin clouds and penetrated into the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving staggered mottled spots on the red-brown carpet, the office on the top floor of the firm ushered in a new era. new guest.

There are very few furnishings in the spacious office. There are log bookshelves full of books against the wall, and a large European-style desk is placed in the center of the room. Sen Owai, the leader of the port mafia, is sitting at the desk.

He rested his elbows on the table, crossed his hands, and looked at the boy opposite with a tolerant attitude like an elder facing an ignorant junior.

Changing from the usual relaxed and undisciplined smile on his face, Dazai's face facing Senouwai was bloodless white. It is not known whether it was because of the gunshot wound that had not healed and he acted forcefully, or the unbearable paleness after realizing something.

Dazai's sight unconsciously fell on the envelope in Mori's hand—it was a black envelope slightly larger than ordinary envelopes, and it was loaded with easy-to-preserve hardcover paper, with thin gilding on the edges, and the inside looked like It contained something that wasn't too thick, probably just a thin piece of paper.

A piece of paper, light enough for the leader of the port mafia to act himself.In a sense, the weight of the contents inside is already "heavy weight".

The leader listened to his subordinates with an unchanging smile. Whether it was the confrontation and balance between the Mafia, Mimic and the Secret Service, or his deployment and plan, his excellent subordinate—Osamu Dazai—guessed the score exactly.

"...Then, when I found out who the person Ango was meeting with at that time last night, and went to investigate, you stopped me—stand behind the scenes, and did not show up, but led Shirasaki there. I'm afraid that the prisoner was also released by you, so when I mentioned the port mafia, the prisoner panicked so much, and all you have done, besides obstructing my investigation, there is another, deeper reason ——" Having said this, Dazai slightly lowered his eyelids, his tone was calm and unwavering, "Recruit Shirasaki to the port mafia."

"It's a very wonderful reasoning, Dazai-kun. I really hope Shiyin-san can join the mafia. Her abilities are a great help to the port mafia. As long as she is there, no matter how complicated the precision weapon is, it can It's easy to get the analysis, saving a lot of torture." Sen Ouwai smiled, "However, I have been with her for a long time, Dazai-kun should also know that Shi Yin-sang has a very strong personality , Of course, she also mercilessly refused my invitation."

Dazai pursed his lips, and looked down at the leader. After a slight pause, he said in a voice that suppressed all emotions: "That's why, leader, you set up such a situation."

——A bureau she couldn't refuse.

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"Classmate! Classmate! Wait - this classmate?!"

The tall and straight figure blocked her forward steps, and the bright light was blocked. In the light shadow, she raised her head, and what caught her eyes was a golden color that was more dazzling than the sun.

"So we are in the same class," he sighed in surprise, scratched the back of his head, turned his face away slightly, his eyes drifted, as if he was a little embarrassed to thank, "Thank you for saving me yesterday afternoon, if you are free, I will meet you later Shall we have lunch together?"

"Are you...?" Shi Yin looked at him in confusion, although he mentioned yesterday, Shi Yin, whose brain was in a state of emptiness, had no intention of recalling it at all.

"Huh, no way?! Forgot so soon?" Seeing this, Kise opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and looked at her. The girl's expression did not seem to be fake, Kise opened her mouth stupidly, and said after a long time, " Well, forget it."

The blond boy who quickly adjusted his astonishment showed a trademark hearty smile, and stretched out his hand to her: "My name is Kise Ryota, please give me more advice from now on, Koon."

——Although this is not the first time Kise and Tokine met, it was the first impression that Kise Ryota left in Tokine's memory.

A bit noisy.

For Kise Ryota who was always hanging around her with nothing to do, she gave such a biased evaluation at the beginning.

Because he was always talking non-stop around her, energetic and eloquent.

"Hour Yin, do you want to watch me play basketball?"

"Hour Yin, do you have any celebrities you like, may I get your autograph for you?"

"Hour Yin, are you free this weekend?"

"Hour tone..."

And so on.

Shi Yin is not good at speaking, and she turns a blind eye to other people's emotions, but even so, with Kise's unreasonable enthusiasm and persistence, she will still respond one after another.

Until one day, Kise suddenly pouted and complained: "Xiaoyin, you don't look like a girl at all."

She was slightly taken aback.

Not like a girl?

Maybe, she didn't know how other girls should behave in these situations.

Even if she learns from books and film and television works, what she gets is formulaic poor acting.

"I... am not good at communicating with people." After hesitating for a while, she lowered her eyes and said softly.

Huang Lai was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What, that's all, it's okay, I'll take you!"

She was surprised.

"Xiaoyin doesn't know how to communicate with people, so I'll make half of my good friend's fate into Xiaoyin?" Huang Lai raised her hand and rubbed her head, promising in a cheerful tone.

... are you kidding me?

Facing Kise's dazzling smile as usual, Shi Yin was a little unbelievable and incomprehensible.

However, he decided so sincerely.

From that day on, Kise often introduced her to his friends, Akashi from Luoshan, Aomine from Toko, Kuroko from Seirin... Momoi Mayzuki, former manager of Kise's middle school basketball club, was a vigorous girl, maybe It was Kise who asked her to come to Hai often to look for her. The good-tempered and chatty Wu Yue quickly became friends with the girls in their class and introduced her.

Because of Kise, she found a little place in the class.

Shi Yin maintains a fragile balance through bonds made by others, but that's okay, as long as it's the "right" way, the mother's will.

What's more, she really felt the light in the name of "warmth" from them——

[According to the analysis of the information provided by the leader of the port mafia, Mimic's temporary stronghold is just ahead, it is a long-abandoned factory, and there is no monitoring equipment any further... There is only so much I can do, sorry, Shirasaki-san. ]

Xiaoli's worried voice from the phone awakens Shiyin who is stuck in memories.

She could hear Xiaoli's tone full of uneasiness and panic.

[Or go back first!Shirasaki-san, let everyone in Class E—]

"Thank you, Xiaolu." Shi Yin turned off the phone, thus blocking Xiaolu's voice, "It's no longer needed."

The anxious expression of Xiaoli, who can only be attached to the Internet and electronic devices, disappeared behind the extinguished screen.

Looking at the lush but unreasonably gloomy woods ahead, she walked in without hesitation.

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After silently listening to Dazai's narration, the smile on Mori Owai's face deepened, and he clapped his hands, as if to praise, but there was no smile in those dark red pupils, only a calm and sharp light, that is A sword that cuts iron like mud, straight to the soul, seems to cruelly dig out all the secrets deep in other people's hearts, expose them to the sun, and make people have nowhere to hide.

"As expected of Dazai-kun, well, I will admit it, Dazai-kun, your judgment is completely correct, I have nothing to correct." Senou spread his arms outside, innocently said, "I only have one question, so what's the matter? Isn't it right?"

"..." Dazai could only remain silent.

"Dazai-kun, I have said before that I am always thinking about the organization." Mori Ougai sighed, "Now I have obtained a license for the operation of supernatural powers through these, in fact, I have obtained it from the government. And that dangerous violent element is now being eliminated by Oda Sakunosuke-kun risking his life for us. The addition of Tokine-san is even more powerful for the port mafia. Her parents must know Even with this result, she won’t complain, since her parents were members of the port mafia. It’s a big turn of events, but why are you so angry?”

Dazai was still speechless.The port mafia is a condensed existence of all darkness, violence and irrationality, whether it is Mori Ogai's plan or the rationality of the results, Dazai is well aware of all this.

There are no mistakes and mistakes in what Senou has done.

The wrong side... was him.

"Even so..." He swallowed dryly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, Dazai turned and walked towards the exit.

From behind him came the faint sound of metal parts snapping together.

Silently standing in the shadows were Sen'ouwai's subordinates. They all raised their guns and aimed at him in all directions.

"You can't go, Dazai-kun." Mori Owai smiled with an unchanged expression, and asked to stay, "Going to him despite my objection will not do you any good."

——All games are lost.

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Appearing in the field of vision is the dilapidated factory wreckage. After the wind and rain, a large area of ​​the mottled wall is exposed/exposed to brick-red bricks and tiles.

Along the way, Shi Yin never met Mimic's soldiers.

The unimpeded flow made Shiyin uneasy.

Whether it was the weeds next to it or the white birds flying high in the sky, she was cautious and covered the rusty iron door with her hands.

——The ability to "disintegrate causes".

The construction of the iron gate formed cold mechanical numbers and formulas in the brain, the physical structure of the gate was destroyed in an instant, and the iron filings flew away from the fingertips.

The moment she opened the door, she realized something was wrong.

In the hazy light and shadow, the blond boy with his head bowed was tied to a chair by a rope. Hearing the movement from the door, he raised his head.

Not as bright as usual, those honey-colored eyes faintly floated with a heavy lifelessness, and immediately, his pupils widened in shock.

"Small……"

His weak voice came to an abrupt end in the sudden explosion. The bombs installed in every corner of the warehouse blew up the road at her feet. The hot wind of the explosion was rampant. She instinctively evacuated, and what she saw in the flames of the explosion was After the young man was slightly stunned, he smiled briefly.It's like saying—

"It's ok."

Ah, so it is so.

"Ah, there is something to do..."

"Eh? I don't have a favorite celebrity...Arase Haruna?! We're not in the same office."

"Do you have a part-time job on weekends? Then there is no way."

"Eh, angry? No, why would Tone think that way? It's okay, if it's Tone, even if I get rejected, I'm totally fine."

At that time, the boy who was rejected many times had a wry smile that didn't match his hearty tone, and the indiscernible loss and haze under his clean eyebrows.

Why, didn't you notice it until now?

It turns out that he has always been...

The loud explosion completely covered the trivial sound of the gun being loaded, and the Mimic soldiers dormant around appeared silently and surrounded her.

Tone turned his head.

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"Indeed, Chief, it won't do any good, I just do it for one reason—" In the stalemate in the headquarters building of the port mafia, Dazai turned his head, and he lowered his eyelids, "Because we are friends ah."

Mori Ogai still smiled unmoved, Dazai put his hand on the doorknob.

The subordinate with the gun cast a questioning look at Sen Owai.

He watched Dazai's back without any direction.

"Squeak", the door opened.

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"Son of an old friend, 'Those who want to cultivate themselves first correct their hearts. Those who want to correct their hearts must first be sincere'. I am not a rigid and blind person, but your past experiences have influenced you a lot, so in your Before 'righteousness', I hope you will not kill anyone."

There is a sound of falling words, and the guardian's sunspots on the chessboard are connected to each other, and the sunspot surrounded by white pieces is rescued. Qi is connected with Qi, which has a long history and an endless supply.

"Shirasaki, your ability is too powerful, and it is harmful to yourself. Before you 'righteously', I will use my ability 'to be superior to others' to restrain your ability until you find it. the right way to use it."

The bullet escaped from the magazine, and the scorching wind tore through the air, and it was crushed to pieces within ten centimeters of the girl.

In the distant Armed Detective Agency, the president who closed his eyes in the tea room opened his eyes——

The soldier with the gun showed a look of astonishment, and in a moment of relaxation, the girl had already rushed in front of the soldier closest to her.

While turning his wrist, he drew his knife and raised his hand, wiping his neck with a knife.

The blood from the man's carotid artery sprayed out, like a rain of blood, falling from the sky.

Other shots followed.

She blocked the man's body in front of her and blocked a wave of bullets for her. When the remaining bullets approached her side, she shattered and disintegrated them with her supernatural power, and swung the knife down. Shi Yin's every movement was standard. It was impeccable, and after beheading the last enemy under the sword, the saber in his hand finally reached its limit, and was annihilated uncontrollably under the side effect of the supernatural power.

Shi Yin stood in the sun, approaching May, the sun at noon was a bit glaring, Shi Yin raised his hand, looked at his own hand, his white and delicate hand was covered with blood, sticky blood dripped down his fingers Tick-tock seeped into the mud, but her hands didn't tremble at all.

Whether it was when he swung the knife just now, when he killed someone, or now.

According to the agreement, in the mission assigned by the detective agency, she did not kill a single person. However, even though she was covered in blood, Shi Yin's heart did not fluctuate in the slightest. It was as natural as eating and sleeping.

Then, she heard a low, hoarse cough coming from the grass.

"You're really old," the old man Guangjin Liulang, who was choked by the smoke from the explosion and coughed intermittently, said with a smile, "Long time no see. Do you still remember me? Miss Shi Yin."

"Mr. Guangjin." Shi Yin was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered something, looked at the place where Guangjin walked out, and then looked at the factory buried in the ruins after the explosion.

"Please don't worry, your friend is fine." Guangjin pointed out, "It's just an ordinary boy living a peaceful life. When he suddenly saw such a scene, he lost control of his emotions. To avoid trouble, I will let my subordinates take care of him. , we will arrange for someone to take him back later.”

See... this scene?

Shiyin's fingertips trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Miss Shi Yin, the leader has something to tell you—" Guangjin repeated the leader's words one by one in an extremely calm tone, with a look that seemed to be sighing.

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"Odasaku...what should I do?"

"Go and be the one who saves lives."

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"Shi Yin-sang, go back to the mafia, darkness is your origin and belonging, I think you have already realized this deeply."

"Ah."

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——After that day, with a certain incident as the dividing point, both Shirasaki Tokone of the Armed Detective Agency and Osamu Dazai of the Port Mafia disappeared.

The author has something to say: Notes:

[1] Some of the lines in this chapter are from Bungou Stray Dogs, yes, those few lines that don’t look OOC are all original works (hey), thanks to Asagiri【Doxiaza】

[2] 'Those who want to cultivate their bodies must first correct their minds. Those who wish to correct their minds must first be sincere in their intentions' - from "Book of Rites · University", well, the first half of the sentence is self-cultivation, governance of the country and peace of the world.

The number of words is four thousand and eight_(:зゝ∠)_

Don't worry, Kase-kun is still alive, Hirotsu saved him, I'm not such a troublemaker 【No, you are】

Cough, so I finally wrote here. The first volume is only one episode away from the end. The next chapter is the episode from Dazai’s perspective. It should be sweet√

What a da [Bihat]

☆, Fanwai: Beyond the story

When I learned from Akutagawa that Tokine knew Mr. Hirotsu, a veteran of the Mafia, and the eldest sister, one of the five major cadres, no... Long before that, Osamu Dazai had suspected the existence of "Shirasaki Tokine" authenticity.

The first time we met was on the passenger ship at the underground auction. As a government lurker, she had a lingering sense of disobedience—compared with an upright and resolute righteous person, she was more like wearing an inappropriate police uniform. The villains in the crowd.

Ah, of course, it's not like she's wearing a police uniform or how bad she is.

This is just a small metaphor.

What's more, Shi Yin is not "evil" itself, if she has to say it - she is just a little girl who still lives in the cracks of the world because she can't realize the existence of emotion.

Mr. Mori's understanding of Shiyin has only increased compared to him. On the day of Odasaku's decisive battle with Mimic, he lost Shiyin's contact information.

Armed detective agencies, apartments, schools.Dazai went to where she was afterward, but she was nowhere to be found.

Once the weak connection is severed unilaterally, it is difficult to reconnect.

Dazai was not surprised by this, it wasn't that there was no chance to stop her at that time, it was he himself who made the choice, and he has no regrets until now.

While secretly investigating the Secret Service, Dazai, who had already made a decision but did not leave the port mafia immediately, investigated Shiyin's affairs.

Unsurprisingly, it's all blank.

Dazai, who was blatantly investigating in the reference room, met Hirotsu Ryunan who went to meet Shion that day.

"Ah, you have worked hard, Mr. Guangjin." Putting the dusty paper file in his hand on the bookshelf, he stretched out his hand and greeted Guangjin with a smile, "Why did you come to this place suddenly? It’s full of old materials that have been in place for more than five years, could it be possible that they’re going to be refurbishing all of a sudden?”

"Master Dazai, you are joking. When you get old, you will miss the old things, so I want to come here to have a look and find sustenance." It is difficult to find things that have been left here for years and have not been tidied up.”

"Mr. Hirotsu has been serving the Mafia since the ancestors." Dazai said thoughtfully, "I'll just cut to the chase and ask directly. Shirasaki Tokone, isn't her real name."

Hirojin was startled, he looked at the habitual smile on Dazai Qingjun's face and those golden-brown eyes exuding alienation and coldness, and thought to himself, "Sure enough, no matter what you can't hide from Dazai", he slowly sighed in admiration. nod.

"Miss Shi Yin's real name, you should be able to guess—"

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Through the network of the port mafia, the relevant intelligence of the Secret Service can be known by just investigating.

After getting the information he wanted, Dazai appeared by the river near a certain bridge, and sat on the grass to rest.

The breeze is gentle, it is already the beginning of May, the air in the evening is still cold, the magnificent sunset casts a layer of sparkling light on the river, the high-rise buildings, streets and alleys in the distance are scattered far away, and occasionally there are school or work The students and office workers in the back drove across the concrete road on the other side of the river by bicycle.

What a beautiful view.

Huh, speaking of which, I haven't tried entering the water in this river yet, so I don't want to miss this opportunity, why not do it now!

With the final word, Dazai stood up from the lawn and fell back into the clear river.

"It doesn't matter which side is the same, just go and be a good person. Go save the weak and protect the orphans. Even if it doesn't make much difference whether it's good or bad...the other side is much better."

At the moment when he was submerged in consciousness by the rushing river, what came to his mind was the relieved look and unswerving words of his best friend before his death.

The coldness of the river sank him.

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This time, it was salvaged like a fish without any accident.

Maybe it's because of soaking in the river for too long, or maybe it's not suitable for this season. In short, after Dazai sneezed on the shore, he secretly called "it's not good". Sure enough, at night, he had a cold and a fever up.

Ah, by the way, when he was caught, he noticed that the fisherman who rescued him subconsciously looked behind him and muttered, "I'm already...hey?"

As if looking for someone.

But now Dazai has no room to pay attention to other things. The high fever made his brain drowsy, and there are some annoying sounds buzzing in his head. Dazai, who went home to change and fell asleep, was pale. , Cold sweat oozes out, and when he was drowsy but unable to fall asleep, he frowned annoyedly and opened his eyes covered with light mist.

His gaze fell on the ceiling without focus.

I have a splitting headache, but it's too troublesome to go to the hospital at this time.Dazai suddenly thought of something, so he took out his mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it to the number that no one answered.

In the end, he fell asleep in a daze.

Dazai dreamed a lot of things from the past, a mess of memories mixed together, unpleasant enough to make people bored, he wanted to open his eyes, but the eyelids were too heavy to lift, his throat was dry and smoky, and he seemed to hear the door The slight sound of being gently pushed away.

The eyes opened a gap and soon returned to darkness. In the haze, only a slender figure could be vaguely seen in front of the bed, and then a cold hand fell on his forehead.

Ahhh, that's incredible, I suddenly feel relieved.

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When Dazai woke up again, it was the early morning of the next day, and the sunlight spilled into the room through a crack in the curtains, leaving a glimmer of light on the floor and bedding.

The symptoms of the headache were much better, although the physical fatigue had not dissipated, Dazai took off the towel soaked in water from his forehead, and got out of bed.There were no more people left in the room, Dazai took out his cell phone and looked at it, the expected text message still disappeared.

When he walked to the living room, he caught sight of the Japanese breakfast on the table in the dining room out of the corner of his eye. He was slightly taken aback, and walked forward. The plate was still warm, and it was obvious that the other party had just left.

Although the high fever has subsided, the symptoms of the cold have not completely dissipated, and the appetite is poor. Fortunately, the dishes on the table are relatively light.Dazai opened the chair and sat down, finished his breakfast slowly, knowing that he would never come back, he still washed the dishes and put them in the cupboard.

When he walked out of the door, he looked at the disintegrated door lock, lowered his brows and eyes, slightly curled his lips, and then closed the door.

——Hey, if the lock is broken, the contents inside will be emptied, right?Well, forget it.

Anyway...

Won't be coming back either.

The author has something to say: volume one is over.

The second half of the last chapter has been completed√

Staying up all night like this, I'm going to die suddenly ()

In addition, the detailed outline of the second volume needs to be supplemented [actually, it doesn’t take long to supplement it], so the next chapter... will be updated on Tuesday, right?

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muah.