I wanted to be a boss, I finally got my wish [Comprehensive]

"Huh?? Are you kidding me? Then how should I go back to my time!"

When he heard Osamu Dazai's leisurely words, Saiki Hiiragi was furious. He was suddenly inexplicably abducted to this future world, and was suddenly told that he didn't know when to go back. His heart immediately became flustered.

Besides, he has a decisive battle to fight tomorrow!

Wouldn't the plan be messed up without him! !

"Even if you are so angry with me, there is nothing you can do." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, showing a helpless expression: "It's not me who sent you five years later. If you want to complain, you should go to the instigator."

"That's right!" Saiki Hiiragi's eyes lit up, and he quickly leaned forward to approach Dazai: "Do you know where Tsunakichi is? I want to find him."

Osamu Dazai smiled slightly: "Sawada's words are now in Vongola's headquarters, and the coordinates are in Italy."

Saiki Hiiragi: "..."

Italy? ?

Doesn't that have to fly for several hours?It's farther than Tokyo.

It is estimated that by the time he found Gangji, he would have already exchanged it.

Saiki Hiiragi clicked his tongue in extreme disappointment, then sat back depressed.

"So it's better to stay here." Osamu Dazai smiled leisurely at him: "I welcome you to stay, Hiiragi."

The mature Dazai Osamu didn't want to have a cold face like before, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his lips evoked a warm smile, the memory of him wearing a suit with a straight face seemed to be just an illusion.

Seeing Osamu Dazai like this, Saiki Hiiragi deepened his estrangement from the future world, this is not a place he is familiar with, nor is it a place where he stays.

"Stop joking." Qi Muzhen frowned firmly: "What should I do in the future? Does he want to survive in my world? It's too stupid."

"..."

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face suddenly decreased by three points, he turned his head, looked at the void, and his voice was much more ethereal like a cloud: "...That's right."

"No matter how much you want to meet, you can't stay here any longer."

The voice in the second half of the sentence was too low, Qi Muhiira couldn't help blinking: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled at him: "Don't worry so much, as long as the time is up, I will go back naturally. Anyway, there will always be a day when I go back."

"..." Saiki Hiiragi didn't speak, just sighed in disappointment, Dazai Osamu was right, he was worrying here and it didn't help, he had to go back home and ask Kusuo for help, or quietly wait for the day to go back , and only these two options.

"That's right." It was rare to come to the future, Qi Muhiira asked curiously: "You should know what the future me is doing."

Facing his curious look, Osamu Dazai's eyes flickered, and he responded with a soft voice: "Unfortunately, I don't know, because I haven't seen you for five years."

"Five years?" Qi Muhiira was startled.

Five years doesn't mean...

"That's right. The last time I saw you was the day we sneaked into the enemy alliance five years ago." Osamu Dazai showed nostalgic eyes, his eyes fell into the distance, his eyes were squinted, and the corners of his lips also raised a sad twitch radian.

After that, the day I saw Hiiragi again was the day I laid flowers at the funeral ceremony.

Osamu Dazai held a white rose and gently placed it in front of the stone tablet engraved with Saiki Hiiragi's name. This time, it was a farewell.

For Saiki Hiiragi, Dazai Osamu was only interested in it from the very beginning, and with the hostile conflict between the two, this interest did not diminish at all, so when he heard the news of Saiki Hiiragi's passing, Dazai Osamu was slightly stunned After a while, I suddenly felt that something was missing in my heart.

He gently covered the position of the heart, and a slight pain hit him, making him a little out of breath.

In the final analysis, this is just the most hazy feeling when I was a teenager, but it has withered before it blooms.

But when he was young, Saiki Hiiragi didn't need to know all this, and he didn't need to pay attention to the fact that his life was coming to an end, as long as he enjoyed the present time, that was enough.

"I see." Saiki Hiiragi didn't know the complexity of Dazai's heart, he just thought that since then the enemy alliance had disintegrated, and he returned to Xiongying, and since then he has never had any contact with the port mafia.

"Ha, I'm glad I don't have to fight against you anymore."

No matter what happened between Osamu Dazai and him in the past, Saiki Hiiragi couldn't connect with the mature man in front of him. It was also because of this reason that he was able to talk to Osamu Dazai calmly.

"And now we have no conflict of interest." Dazai Osamu gave him a relaxed expression: "How about getting along peacefully together before going back to the future."

With a straight face, Saiki Hiiragi suddenly stretched out a hand towards Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai stared at the slender fingers for a while, then put his own hand on them.

"Tsk, who wants your hand." Qi Muzhen threw his hand down dissatisfied: "Since we live in peace, then I should ask you for something."

Osamu Dazai is such a smart person, he immediately understood what he wanted to do: "Do you want to go back to Tokyo?"

"I want to go home and spend this time." Qi Muzhen said with a look of reason: "Lend me some fare, and I will pay you back when I get home."

Osamu Dazai looked at him without saying a word.

He didn't know how to bring up the matter of Qi Mu's house. After all, after Qi Mu's death, it took a long time for their family to cheer up. If they appeared in their field of vision with such a face now, their mood would inevitably be shaken. .

Although Osamu Dazai has nothing to do with Saiki's family, but just remembering the silent expressions of those people at the funeral five years ago, especially the gloomy faces of the two brothers Saiki, Osamu Dazai suddenly rose up when he was sad. A sense of foreboding.

It was a bomb that could explode at any time. If it was not handled properly, it would probably destroy everything.

He was still thinking about an excuse quickly, but Kunikida Doppo stood up suddenly, and pushed his glasses at Saiki Hiiragi seriously: "I still want to borrow money! First pay back the money first!"

"Repay the money?" Qi Muzhen looked at him in disbelief: "I don't owe you any money, and I didn't know you before, you are a black shop, right?"

"Hehe." Kunikida Doppo pointed at the messy environment around him, and sneered: "Before you say this, let's see what kind of mess you have made our detective agency! Several sets of tables were broken, and the floor Potholes, broken vases, and the most important... the most important..."

He gritted his teeth and pointed to a handful of debris on the ground: "My phone was blown up by you!! Although I don't know what your personality is, it's the phone I've been using for so many years. It exploded!!"

Saiki Hiiragi finally realized what he did just now: "..."

He looked at the seats that had been bombed by him with almost nothing left, and moved the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

This is really...it is impossible to refute.

In view of Saiki Hiiragi destroying the property of the detective agency and Kunikida Doppo's mobile phone, Dazai Osamu detained him in a fair manner, preventing him from going home.

"So..." Saiki Hiiragi looked unbearably at Kunikida Doppo who said nothing to let him leave, and finally slapped the table unbearably: "What do you want me to do? I can't get it home!"

"I can't let you run away until you pay back the money!" Kunikida Doppo still insisted, "Our agency was already in the red, and now we are being attacked like this! Find a way to make up for it!"

"Well, don't be so angry, Mr. Kunikida." The little angel Tanizaki quickly acted as an intermediary mediator: "Saiki didn't do it on purpose, he just misunderstood it. Why don't we let him help us complete the work, it's considered repayment How about it?"

This is an excellent solution, Kunikida Doppo looked at Saiki Hiiragi who was angry and didn't speak at the beginning, and silently pushed down his glasses: "The main thing is, Tanizaki...we don't have a job... at the moment."

It is said that now, even in the past week, I have not received any entrustment from others, and I can hardly survive myself.

"...Ah, that's right." Tanizaki scratched his head embarrassedly: "Sorry, I brought up a bad note."

"I think this is a good idea." Dazai suddenly showed a sly smile, and cast a meaningful look at Saiki Hiiragi: "Do one thing for me, Hiiragi, if it is done, it will be more than a debt." A write-off."

Although his smile looks wrong no matter how you look at it, Saigi Hiiragi hates to owe favors to others, especially favors from people who are kind to him.

So Saiki Hiiragi nodded in agreement without saying a word, and didn't ask further what to do.

"Not bad." Osamu Dazai raised his palm and suddenly leaned forward. Relying on his height, which is nearly a head taller than Saiki Hiiragi, he lightly patted him on the top of his head a few times, his narrowed eyes and eyebrows curved: " Hmm, isn't that cute?"

The tone as if he was dealing with a child made Saiki Hiiragi look weird for a moment, and then immediately dodged to the side with chills: "Don't touch your feet!"

"Yes, yes." Osamu Dazai waved his hands perfunctorily, and in a blink of an eye, he met Kunikida Doppo's angry eyes.

"Too! Zai!!... Who allowed you to make your own claims! Why is it compensation for him to do things for you? Do you want to pay for all the expenses!"

"How is that possible." Dazai Osamu smiled at him, and stood up from the seat at the same time: "So the compensation is up to you, Kunikida, I am optimistic about you."

While speaking, the man had already slipped out of the room quickly, only showing a smug smile at the end, jumping as fast as a rabbit.

Beside him, Saiki Hiiragi ran out together with agility.

Seeing the figures of the two disappear in the blink of an eye, Kunikida Doppo could only grit his teeth at the empty seat, and then punched the wall.

"That bastard Dazai!!! Go to hell!!!"

Saiki Hiiragi followed Dazai downstairs, they were shoulder to shoulder, the difference in height became more obvious at this moment.

Saiki Hiiragi raised his head and looked at Dazai's handsome side face, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He straightened his back forcefully, his jaw tightened: "What do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple." Osamu Dazai stared straight ahead, put his hands in his pockets, and there was a faint smile on his lips: "Help me to punch someone hard."

"Huh?" Qi Muhiira raised an eyebrow: "Just a punch? Then why don't you go by yourself."

"My fighting skills are not as good as yours." Osamu Dazai admitted easily, "And that person is also an expert in close combat skills. Even if I have that thought, I can't do it."

"...Okay." Saiki Hiiragi was very aware of Dazai Osamu's weakness in martial arts, he reluctantly accepted the violent invitation, but still cautiously asked: "Who is that person, does he have any grudge against you?"

"He's a cadre of the Port Mafia." Osamu Dazai slightly raised the corners of his lips, and gave a very connotative look: "And he is very young and promising, he can be regarded as the most powerful existence among cadres." As for me, I hate that guy the most. I couldn’t beat him up before, but now you are here, and I can just fulfill my wish.”

"...Are you sure you're not tricking me?" Qi Muhira suddenly felt a heavy burden on his body, imagining the most difficult existence in the port mafia, and cold sweat fell on his face: "If he is so strong, I just If I can beat him with martial arts, isn't the battle going against me!"

"Ah, then don't worry." The arc of Dazai Osamu's lips became wider and wider: "He won't do anything to you, you can hit him with peace of mind."

Glancing at Saiki Hiiragi's confused eyes, Osamu Dazai could almost imagine the seriously injured young man in a suit and top hat with orange-red hair, and immediately felt refreshed: "But I guess you saw He will punch him hard without my reminder, so there is no need to show mercy."

……

Saiki Hiiragi tilted his head in confusion.

When he saw that person, he also wanted to beat him up. Could it be that that person has a face that deserves to be beaten up? ?

Dazai Osamu's words were as unpredictable as Tai Chi, Saiki Hiiragi simply didn't think so much, and when he returned the favor and returned to Tokyo, his life still had no intersection with Dazai Osamu.

He obeyed Osamu Dazai's order and came near a deserted building in the suburbs. He habitually put his hands in his hood and put his hood on. He lay on the grass and stared at the sky in a daze to sort out his thoughts.

And Dazai Osamu left mysteriously, saying that he wanted to personally invite this person who deserved to be beaten.

When the young man in a suit holding the challenge book fell aggressively from the sky in front of the nearby buildings, he could almost see the figure lying on the ground at a glance.

He squeezed the white envelope tightly in his hand and threw it aside, his eyes were full of violence. Although he was 1.6 meters tall, his small body burst out with infinite potential.

"Hey! Is it you that bastard Dazai is talking about?"

When he was on a mission, he was inexplicably cut off by Dazai, and inexplicably he was sent a letter of challenge, saying that someone was here to challenge him one-on-one. Nakahara Chuya’s suppressed anger burst out, and he angrily accepted the challenge , almost came here at the fastest speed.

I didn't see the expected tense atmosphere, but only saw a sleeping figure lying in the grass.

"Oh, dare to challenge me, you really have the guts." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't need to answer, he only knew that he needed a place where he could vent his emotions, and this person in front of him was the one who could replace the sandbag.

His body was suddenly covered with a layer of red film, the whole person jumped into the air like a falcon, raised one right leg high, and slammed towards the person below.

Qi Muhiiragi originally thought the voice was familiar and wanted to sit up and take a look, but he didn't know that the other party didn't give him any time to relax, a dangerous chill ran up his spine, making him flexibly dodge to one side, and He quickly stood up from the ground and assumed an attacking posture.

"Attack as soon as you come up? If you have that intention, I will be rude!" Saiki Hiiragi shouted angrily. He hadn't planned to use his personality at first, but he couldn't care less about it when he was facing a life-and-death crisis. up.

The young man in a suit smashed a deep hole in the ground with only his feet. He looked at the ground under his feet and raised the corners of his lips slightly. After all, those who can escape this trick prove that they still have some skills.

And when he was about to keep up with the attack, the tone that seemed to have been heard a thousand times suddenly sounded beside him, causing his body to immediately stop.

Whether it's the sarcastic tone, the somewhat uncomfortable voice, or the habitual snort, Zhong Yuanzhong also feels extremely familiar.

He turned his head in a daze, and for the first time looked directly at the young man who was looking at him from afar.

At this glance, the breeze blows, as if traveling through the world for five years.

The brows of the black-haired young man were filled with unhappiness, and his emerald green eyes were as wide as a lake. Everything coincided with the night before the decisive battle five years ago.

At the same time, Qi Muzhen looked at the young man in a suit, his pupils shrank quickly, and he stayed where he was.

Under the black bowler hat, the slightly long orange-red hair hangs on one side, half covering the face with flying eyebrows. The blue eyes are as clear as the sky. Although he is wearing a Mafia-specific suit, even The neckline was also tied with a straight tie, but Saiki Hiiragi would never mistake this face.

Not to mention that it is exactly the same as the short height in memory! !

"...Chuya?" Saiki Hiiragi, who accepted it before Zhongyuan Zhongya had a reaction, asked naturally.

The mafia who was called by his name shuddered. He hadn't heard this nostalgic title for many years.

Both the way and the tone of calling him were exactly the same as in memory.

……not too good.

He gritted his teeth silently, and opened his lips unparalleled.

Slightly...the eye sockets are a little moist.

The author has something to say: the touching farewell, followed by the nostalgic punches and kicks!