My cubs are all blackened

Osamu Dazai, who was tortured by a day of training again, began to complain to Ye Lian in the study.

"Don't, don't, don't be too tired!" Osamu Dazai put his arms on the table, buried his face in it, and rolled back and forth like a fool: "I don't want to train anymore! Devil! Pervert! Not human!"

Ye Lian did not express any emotion to his rude adjective, it should be said that no matter what Dazai did, he would never be angry with Dazai.So Ye Lian just stopped correcting the documents helplessly, turned to look at Dazai: "Your training time is already very relaxed, in fact, you only have four short hours of study time, but half of the time you are in a daze. "

Osamu Dazai's body froze when he poked him, and a guilty look of 'exposed' appeared on his face, but this silence could only last for 1 minute, and after the time passed, he turned into that shameless look again: " Why do I have to learn so much knowledge! Chess, calligraphy, flower art... Aren't we the mafia, what's the use of learning these things!"

"Ordinary mafiosos really don't need to learn these things." Ye Lian nodded his cheek with the tip of a pen, and smiled slightly under Dazai Osamu's sudden eyes: "But you are the best one I chose." Student, for you, you can learn these things just by looking at them."

Osamu Dazai's eyes lost their brightness again, he rested his chin on the table with an angry expression, hummed and did not speak.

Indeed, except for marksmanship which takes some time to calculate, these words are a piece of cake for him. Although he is not interested, he can master this knowledge with this carefree attitude.

But he still hates forcing him to learn those boring things!

"There is no harm in learning more knowledge." Ye Lian turned his attention to the document again, and said with some emotion: "When you are in my position, you will find that your knowledge will never be enough. Learning more when you are young can reduce future obstacles. , Dazai."

Hearing this, Dazai turned his head, stared at him with a pair of somewhat complicated kite-colored eyes, and suddenly called seriously: "...Do you really intend to let me be your trainer?"

"Of course." Ye Lian nodded without hesitation, he didn't look at Dazai, he seemed to just say it casually, but the determination in his voice could reveal the truth of his words, "There is no one else except you .”

"..."

Osamu Dazai kept this posture quietly and looked at him for a while, then suddenly stopped talking, and murmured softly on his lips: "... Tch, you can say these nasty lines."

"Huh?" Ye Lian asked casually without raising his head while signing his name on the document, "What did you say?"

"I said—" Osamu Dazai raised his tone lazily, shaking the book in his hand: "I've already finished reading this chess book, it's so boring."

Ye Lian finally gave him a glimpse of his gaze, and his eyes overflowed with interest. It has only been three days since I handed this book to Dazai Zhi. As the system marked, Dazai Zhi is an out-and-out genius. .

Seeing Dazai Zhi playing with the pen while resting his chin in boredom, Ye Lian's brows once again showed affection, and he lowered his body slightly, trying to look at Dazai Zhi with a horizontal gaze: "If this is the case, do you want to come here?" Try to start a conversation."

Osamu Dazai didn't move, he just turned his neck to look at him, with a faint interest flashing in his eyes, more importantly, the book said that playing chess with someone can help you understand the person's true character, whether he likes to attack or defend, it's scheming He is still straightforward, just look at his chess moves to understand.

Osamu Dazai really wanted to see the man in front of him clearly.

"It's really good." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes with great interest, licked his lips, and showed a smirk: "Let's play."

Even though Osamu Dazai had never fought against anyone, he was able to play well, much better than ordinary beginners.

The two of them played a total of three rounds. In each round, they held chess pieces of different colors from the last time. They did not give way, did not release water, and fought to the death in an upright manner.

And after experiencing every failure, Osamu Dazai was able to learn the lessons from it, and the next time his chess skills became more refined, he absorbed all the knowledge like a sponge, catching up to Ye Lian's chess skills bit by bit.

Although Ye Lian was considered a good chess player, after beating Dazai three times in a row, he had a premonition that Dazai might really surpass him next time.

What a terrifying talent, if he didn't go to the Mafia, maybe Osamu Dazai would become the top Go master in Japan.

So Ye Lian resolutely withdrew his hand.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's play here today." He slowly put the chess pieces into the box, and unilaterally announced the retreat.

This really aroused the dissatisfaction of Osamu Dazai who was in high spirits.

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai's confidence in winning was like a bubble, which burst with a poke. He puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, and glared at Ye Lian resentfully: "Obviously I almost won, you You're cheating! You're playing a round, you're playing a round!!"

That coquettish expression is by far the cutest, Ye Lian couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips, and rubbed his hair: "No--ok, I've been playing for nearly two hours, and you haven't finished your training yet. Finish."

Osamu Dazai felt even more unwilling to deal with his sly tone, but at this moment, Ye Lian suddenly put a finger on his lips and made a mischievous wink: "I also have the will to win and lose." Oh, I can't let you surpass so easily, Dazai."

"...Tch." Osamu Dazai curled his lips, his eyes lingered on the young man's smiling face for a while, and then quickly looked away.

But there was no talk about the outcome.

After using Go to mediate the mood of the two, Ye Lian and Dazai Zhi still had to devote themselves to their respective affairs. Ye Lian looked at the document in his hand and subconsciously wanted to pick up the phone at hand, but Dazai Zhi, who was handicapped, first He stood up one step at a time and looked at him expectantly: "Is there anything I can do for you! I happen to be free."

I just wasted two hours playing Go, but the black-haired boy avoided studying with a very idle appearance. Ye Lian was extremely troubled by his laziness, but he still couldn't help pampering and relaxed the request: "There is a document in the It's on the table in my room, go get it for me, Dazai."

Hearing that he could walk out of this room, Dazai's eyes flashed instantly, wishing to express his joy by raising his head to the sky and screaming.

He was thinking about how long this time could last, when he saw Ye Lian smiled slightly: "If you don't come back within 10 minutes, I will invite you in person, don't forget."

Osamu Dazai: "...Okay."

Just like that, Osamu Dazai, who forcibly tasted a trace of murderousness from that gentle smile, walked cowardly towards Ye Lian's room.

Although Ye Lian's room does not allow outsiders to enter, Dazai is the only exception. Seeing Dazai's face, the two mafia guards let him go without saying a word, making Dazai deeply feel that he is in this room Ye Lian was stabbed to death, and no one could know.

However, the warmth that naturally rose from the bottom of his heart was another matter.

The documents were indeed placed generously on Ye Lian's desktop, Dazai glanced casually, and found that it was the income and expenditure of the port mafia this year.He put the folder under his arm without any interest, and was just about to leave this girly room, when suddenly he saw Ye Lian's empty table with sharp eyes, and the group photo he had glimpsed that day was no longer there.

Osamu Dazai deliberately bent down and searched around, but he did not find any trace, but found a small red box hidden in an inconspicuous place above the cabinet, which seemed to be locked with a combination lock in the middle.

Everything in this room is extremely boring, only this deliberately hidden box seems to contain some secrets, Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes, stepped on the chair with great mobility and took the box down.

The more something was deliberately hidden, the more Osamu Dazai wanted to open it.

He looked at the combination lock, it was a four-digit number.

According to the habit of ordinary people, they will set it as their own birthday, or some important day.

Osamu Dazai didn't know what Ye Lian's important number was, but he found the only circled date from the calendar hanging on the wall, October [-]th, when he entered this date into the combination lock, Only a click was heard, and the combination lock was released.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips slightly, and lowered his head triumphantly. This little problem is not too difficult for him, but what day is October [-]th, Ye Lian's birthday?

He was thinking wildly, but unexpectedly, the box below opened with a bang, and a pure silver handcuff jumped out in front of his eyes, and accurately captured his two wrists.

Just like that, Dazai, who didn't know what happened, only felt a chill on his wrist, and a pair of cold handcuffs had already clasped his hand, making him unable to break free.

In the next second, the sound of alarms filled the entire room, and the mafia guarding the door opened the door in an instant, pointed their black guns at Osamu Dazai, and shouted loudly: "No! move!!"

Osamu Dazai was stunned by this series of situations: "..."

He stared blankly at the handcuffs on his wrists, and suddenly realized that this was just a trap set by Ye Lian for the intruders.

And he became a little sheep willing to be sent to the tiger's mouth.