The number one heartbreaker in Hong Kong and black

In the dim environment of the small clinic, because the lights are not turned on, it is almost impossible to see whether someone is sitting in it, and a thick mass of gloomy ink has achieved a very good concealment effect.

The sundries here are scattered everywhere, except for the neatly stacked small bottles of various colors on the medicine cabinet, the other places are like being robbed, with printing paper and book pages scattered randomly, it is almost impossible to get in.

And the faint light of the street lamp through the clear glass illuminates the square inch of the room, and also exposes half of the clock hanging on the wall——

Pointer, six o'clock.

According to the law of previous years, the sunrise in Yokohama will start at 06:30, which is the beginning of a new day.

Commuters will take the tram or drive, and the students will go to class, this day is the same as any other day of the year, this month, or even this week, monotonous and boring people.

There was a bench in the corner. A group of black shadows moved and stood up. The shadow was immediately elongated by the light cast from behind. It was a young man. In the bright color block, the whole picture is revealed.

Suddenly, with a "click", the light in the room was turned on.

"Dazai-kun, are you waiting for me?" Mori Ogai's hand was still on the button to turn on the light, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I said before, I won't stop you from doing anything."

It wasn't out of good intentions, he just saw it more clearly than Osamu Dazai, so clear that even if he made those secret plans, he still didn't respond.

As a child, Osamu Dazai was frighteningly intelligent. To Ogai Mori, he was still his student, although Osamu Dazai grew up quickly after he was with him, fast enough to make anyone The teacher was amazed, but it was still not enough.

"You know exactly what I did." Osamu Dazai tilted his head and said, "I'm your trump card, and you don't intend to abandon me."

He calmly compared himself to a tool, without showing any dissatisfaction.

That's right, Mori Ogai does not intend to give up Osamu Dazai, but he also needs the power of Chuya Nakahara.

Osamu Dazai knew that Mori Ogai had persuaded the leader three days after Ryosuke Araki's defection, and the other party agreed to include Chuya Chuya, who had a strong force value, into Hong Kong black. Because Zhongya Zhongya, who had a strong force value, was more valuable than they thought, so the original plan was changed. up.

——But the only thing that hasn't changed is that the leader's spearhead is still directed at Osamu Dazai.

He will use this plan to attack him and kill him.

The only thing Dazai Osamu couldn't figure out was that Mori Ogai allowed him to do these things when it was impossible to give up on him, which was illogical—because the plan went so smoothly that he was prepared for the opponent to stop him.

"That's right, you're such a smart kid." Mori Ogai sighed and said, "I'm also very clear about the deal between Dazai-kun and Fyodor, including the plan of the leader, but there are some things that can't be calculated and scheduled within range."

"What did you say?" Osamu Dazai said, showing bored expression, "Is that cliché again? 'Love'."

He didn't say any more sarcastic words about the word, but anyone with a discerning eye could see his disdain.

"There are family affection, love, and friendship in this world, and they all come down to one word—yes, Dazai-kun, you are right, this kind of emotion is very boring." Mori Ogai said, and he walked towards Dazai Osamu , "You can laugh at it, but you must never underestimate it, it is fatal."

Unfortunately, he is a past person.

Ogai Mori never thought that he would say this to Osamu Dazai one day. Many images flashed in his mind, including his mentor Natsume Soseki, and his former partner... Fukuzawa Yukichi, but in the end There was only silence.

There were too many things to say, but when they were about to come out of his throat, Mori Ogai suddenly realized that he had nothing more to say to Osamu Dazai.

Because Osamu Dazai was too much like him, since he couldn't stop himself from doing wrong things, he couldn't stop Osamu Dazai either.

He said that he needs the leadership of the port mafia, not only to realize his desire for power, but also to fulfill Natsume Soseki's ideals, and Fukuzawa Yukichi is also one of the reasons.

In order to fulfill this ambition, Mori Ogai is willing to do anything, even if it is to be a sinner.

"Believe it or not, Dazai, you will not achieve the end of death." A strange smile appeared on Mori Ogai's face, "I know Ryosuke Araki too well, he will not let you do what you want, but You'll pay for it later."

"Impossible." Osamu Dazai subconsciously retorted.

Mori Ogai smiled and said, "Why don't you feel more confident, Dazai?"

If Dazai is dead, Mori Ogai will be in a tight situation, and the leader's power will grow stronger and counterattack.At that time, Araki Ryosuke could do whatever he wanted, even if he left Hong Kong and blackened to establish his own family, there was no problem, he was free.

What reason does he have for not doing this?This is a gift from Osamu Dazai.

He doesn't even need to feel guilty, because in the end Fyodor killed him and Dazai asked for it.

Araki Ryosuke is a very sensitive person, but Osamu Dazai is very happy that he didn't see through this trick.

Moreover, he couldn't help thinking in his heart, Araki Ryosuke shouldn't be in Yokohama at this time, right?

The heroic spirit named [Merlin] had warned him that he was a magician who was more cunning than his appearance, so at such an urgent moment, Ryosuke Araki must have been taken away by the other party.

He is safe.

He might be by the side of a heroic spirit, except for Merlin, the most likely is the Knight King named Arthur—Ryosuke Araki's rapid improvement in cooking is because of this guy, Osamu Dazai's breakfast is only dipped.

Maybe he'll realize what's going on, but he won't be rushing back to Yokohama right away.Even if he returned to Yokohama, he couldn't know where Osamu Dazai would meet his end. He knew in his heart that he would accept his death, because Ryosuke Araki was more ruthless than he thought.

Osamu Dazai's only regret is that he doesn't know if he will be able to see the sunrise at the end.

Although humans cannot look directly at its brilliance for a long time, the sunrise in Yokohama is really beautiful.

"No, Dazai-kun, you are very wrong if you think so." Mori Ogai said, a loli in a dress appeared beside him out of thin air. , why did you mess up my clinic?"

"Rin Taro is so disgusting that he asked me to come out at this time!"

Osamu Dazai hated him for suddenly changing the subject, and also hated that Alice with the humanoid ability gave him a stare.

"If you want to do this, you can do it. There is no need for a reason." He said confidently.

"It seems that Dazai-kun hates me very much." Mori Ogai made a very sad look, "However, it's not very surprising."

It was six-fifteen, and his watch made a beeping sound.

"Wait, is that Ryosuke's watch?" Mori Ogai asked in a particularly surprised tone, "Did he give it to you?"

"He won't even notice it's missing," Dazai said, wanting to wear his stuff for no reason.

"But it's not good behavior either, Dazai."

"I'm leaving." Osamu Dazai said coldly, he put down his watch, and walked slowly past Mori Ogai, "Goodbye."

Saying this, he glanced at the humanoid ability that was still staring at him, put his hand on Alice as if nothing had happened, patted it lightly, and showed a smile at the same time: "Alice, I hate you too~ "

Amidst Alice's unbelievable screams, the [Disqualification in the World], which eliminates supernatural powers, was activated, and she quickly disappeared into the room.

"..."

"You are such a bad boy." Mori Ogai laughed, "Alice hates you for no reason."

"I will take these words to my grave." Osamu Dazai said, "And don't think that I will repent."

He opened the door and walked out. There were not many pedestrians on the streets of Yokohama. The breath of deep winter made every breath with white mist, which blurred Osamu Dazai's vision and made him tremble in the cold winter——

He hates winter the most.

I hate summer too.

There is no season you don't hate.

Osamu Dazai walked past a little snowman piled up on the side of the street. The other person looked silly, with button eyes staring at him blankly, and a big smile on his mouth glued with black thread. He stopped to look at it for a while, then walked over to look It unreasonably pushed down the middle.

As a result, halfway through, he backed up and whispered to the snowman, "I'm sorry."

The Snowman ignored him, so Osamu Dazai had to leave.

A clump of trees by the side of the street has not yet shed its leaves. It is so prominent in Yokohama, where the snow is falling for the first time, but the green color of this life is really an eyesore. Osamu Dazai tore off its leaves, half buried in the snow, half stuffed Put it in your pocket.

He is doing justice to the winter of death, in which no one can remain so independent of life.

I feel like I need to write a suicide note to Ryosuke so he won't be too angry.Osamu Dazai suddenly had this idea.

But this is too stupid, it will be laughed at.

No.

He glanced at his watch again, then sat down on the bench.

The homeless man who was originally huddled in his loose clothes was awakened by his large movements, and looked at the boy at the other end of the bench with dissatisfaction on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Osamu Dazai said viciously, "You're going to freeze to death yourself, why don't you find a convenience store and sleep here, you'll go directly to heaven. Because this is not a park bench, this is the death waiting room. "

"..." The homeless man was a little speechless, and swallowed all the words he wanted to curse, "Death waiting room?"

"Yeah, I'm going to die later." Osamu Dazai said happily, "I jumped in line~ I should die in front of you."

The tramp had never seen anyone speak of death with such joy, and the ease with which it seemed fake made his hair stand on end.

"Oh, yes, I don't want to sit on the same bench with you, and I also want to avoid accidents." The weird boy suddenly said depressed, his emotions fluctuated greatly, he took out his wallet from his suit jacket and threw it to He said, "All these are for you, take them away."

The homeless man immediately picked up the wallet, and was stunned the moment he opened it.

He hadn't seen this much cash since bankruptcy.

"All, all...?"

"That's right, it's all for you." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, his voice was very gentle, but his words were not polite, "Go away, this is my bench now."

The tramp looked like he was afraid that he would go back on his word, and immediately ran away without looking back.

So in the dark early morning of mid-winter, only this black-haired and kite-eyed boy was left sitting in the center of the bench, tearing the leaves in his pocket one by one, waiting for that moment with joy.

Sure enough, without giving him more time, when he was sitting on a park bench in a daze, several mafia cars stopped in front of him, quickly opened the door, and a group of people in suits and guns came out. The mafias looked at Osamu Dazai with a wary expression.

When normal people see this situation, they will definitely scream in fear, because in such a tight blockade of armed forces, it is impossible for even a small bird to fly out.

There is no doubt that as long as there is any misconduct, the people around the center will be sieved on the spot, even the supernatural beings are no exception.

But Osamu Dazai is obviously not a normal person.

"You guys are so slow," he complained, sniffling, "I'm going to freeze to death."

Dazai Osamu stood up from the bench, was immediately handcuffed by the leader's subordinates, and walked towards the vehicle obediently. The moment he lowered his head, he thought to himself, the sun still hadn't risen.