[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

The boy's breath was fresh and bloody.

He seemed to be able to do a job with ease, but he couldn't help showing some childlike hope and shyness in his eyes, staring at Fei Shi without blinking, refusing to let go of the slightest change.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

Fei Shi, who had expected this result for a long time, kept his expression unchanged, and said indifferently and a little speechlessly: "What are you expecting?"

Osamu Dazai's eyes widened, the hand supporting him suddenly slipped, and his head fell into Fei Shi's arms, and his forehead hit the button on his chest.

"It hurts, it hurts..." The young man rubbed his forehead bitterly and raised his eyes, staring at Fei Shi for a while, then pursed his lips and muttered reluctantly, "It's nothing."

"Go back to work if you have nothing to do, don't think about useless things all day long."

Fei Shi picked him up indifferently, never mentioning his real name, stood up and began to tidy up the desk he had messed up.

"I-no-I want it!" Osamu Dazai's eyes dimmed, he sat on the desk and swayed his legs, leaned back and made a drawn out voice without motivation, looking at the side of the man's face casually.

A few minutes later, he suddenly said in a soft voice: "What can I do, sir, to trust me?"

"What do you believe?" Fei Shi said nothing.

Osamu Dazai looked at him silently, his expression difficult to distinguish.

He suddenly sighed exaggeratedly, jumped off the table lightly, tiptoed briskly to Fei Shi's side, hugged him from behind, and leaned close to him.

"That's it." He said softly, his cheek pressed against Fei Shi's back, and he squinted his eyes in enjoyment, like a small animal warming up to the sun, "Mr. is so warm..."

Warm and dependable.

I want people to hug me like this forever.

With his back turned to him, Fei Shi sighed silently.

"Dazai." He turned around with great effort, but the boy still hugged him and did not let go, so the posture of the two suddenly became intimate like a hug.

Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at him docilely, because of the height difference, his soft hair just swept Hishi's chin.He squinted and smiled: "Huh?"

Fei Shi glanced at him condescendingly, turned his head to unlock the phone, called up a photo, and showed it in front of Osamu Dazai.

"I know you just want to figure out the relationship between me and this child." He paused, looked straight into Dazai Osamu's eyes where the smile was fading, and said calmly, "So, stop acting."

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face suddenly disappeared completely.

Fei Shi turned a blind eye to this: "You must have found out the child's life experience, right?"

Osamu Dazai let go of him slowly, his face was expressionless for a while, and then he smiled again, but this time it looked so fake.

"Hmm... seems to be a child who was adopted by a hero, and who also aims to be a hero. It's amazing, he's a completely 'outsider' person, and he's not at all like you, sir."

He used a flat tone of praise that was fake at first hearing, and looked away perfunctorily, and said indifferently: "So? What do you want to say, sir?"

"Don't continue to investigate him, and all stalking behaviors will stop here."

Fei Shi asked straightforwardly, his black eyes were so dark that they couldn't see the bottom, which made people feel palpitations for no reason.

"I have nothing to do with him, you just need to remember this, understand?"

Osamu Dazai remained silent for no apparent reason.

Fei Shi looked down at him, his indifferent eyes revealed a sense of oppression silently.

After a long time, the slender boy slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, turned around in disgust, and said softly: "...I know."

The teenager walked out of the clinic quietly.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked a long way with his head down, without even turning his head, as if he had lost his mind.

It wasn't until he entered the bustling commercial street that he gradually slowed down, and finally stopped abruptly, with one hand resting above his eyes, and stared blankly at the slightly lowered sun in the sky.

As if in the blink of an eye, the loss that still existed in him just now disappeared, and the whole person was calm as if nothing had happened, and said to himself with great interest:

"Then the question is, is this explosion of information for protection as it seems, or... just another cover-up?"

There was a lot of noise all around, but no one answered him.

The young man was silent for a while as if in a daze, then suddenly tilted his head, and asked casually, "Hey, what do you think?"

One of the subordinates who came to him at some point and was waiting in full force suddenly straightened his back and said with a stiff face, "This, this... this subordinate is dull!"

Osamu Dazai was not surprised at all, he sighed boredly, and suddenly returned to his usual erratic state, put his hands in his pockets, slowly walked up again, and at the same time made a phone call: "How are you doing now?"

The subordinate on the opposite side was respectful: "I entered the fully enclosed surgical operating room with the young girl 47 minutes ago, and I haven't come out yet."

Osamu Dazai let out a "huh", sounding a little dissatisfied, which made the subordinates on the phone and behind him nervous.

But to their surprise, the young man easily let go this time: "Then you guys come back first, this matter will be over here."

"?" The subordinate was a little puzzled, but he responded immediately: "Yes! Mr. Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone, playing with the phone with his right hand, even the fingertips were glowing with a nice color, looking a bit bored.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and slowly took a deep breath, as if he could smell the unique fragrance that permeated his lungs just now again.

In a place where no one could hear, murmured ravings overflowed from his mouth like breath sounds, and disappeared in the air in an instant: "After all, why do you think that I am lying...?"

"It's... too much."

Watching the boy go away on the street, Fei Shi stood in front of the clinic for a while, blinked his eyes, removed the illusion cast by the door, turned and entered the clinic.

After a while, all kinds of vicious-looking patients began to come to the door. There were mafias wearing sunglasses who had been shot several times, gangsters with tattoos all over their backs and bloody heads, and even ugly and silent patients. military police.

These people with different identities and positions, even opposing each other, don't care about personal grievances in the face of life-threatening injuries. They are all well-behaved like little sheep, and they will do whatever the doctor tells them to do.

Because there is no one on this street who does not know Mr. Qing's rules.

——This clinic is a neutral zone, no one is allowed to make trouble here, if you want to survive, you have to be obedient, and it is best to be clean.

In just one afternoon, the originally clean clinic was filled with the smell of blood. When a black suit with a ruptured artery was lying on the operating table, the blood stained the white sheets red and dripped onto the floor.

Fei Shi didn't even frown. After the blood transfusion, he had an operation, and then he was cured with medical ninjutsu. After that, he left him on the blood-stained operating table and left him alone. A zero was added to the slightly more expensive bill.

And at night, there are more and more patients.

After busy all night, at the dawn of the next day, regardless of the injuries of the patients, the black-hearted doctor simply stuffed them with medicine and drove them away, and closed the clinic with lightning speed.

After leaving the clinic, whether the patient's wound is dehiscated or whether the condition recurs is not what he cares about.

The black-haired man slowly came to the desk and sat down, leaned back in the chair a little tiredly, and looked up at the ceiling.

Maintaining the posture of holding a scalpel for a long time, even he can't stand it, his shoulders are so sore.

At this time in the past, beside him...

Gee.

The man closed his eyes, dismissed the people who appeared in front of him, and sat up again.

The phone on the table vibrated, showing a video call.

Fei Shi glanced at the contact's name, and clicked the red button without thinking.

The phone was silent for a moment, and then rang frantically again in the next second.

Fei Shi sighed silently, and chose to answer with a wooden face.

Immediately, a high-tech projection interface appeared above the phone, and a young man with brown hair crossed his hands and appeared in midair. His orange-brown eyes were inclusive and warm, and the firmness hidden inside added a bit of majesty to him. His face was handsome and gentle. .

He was wearing a black suit with huge and complex lines on his back, and he looked like a calm and reliable person.

In the next second, the calm and reliable young man rushed forward, showing a hopeless expression of "QAQ" like changing his face.

"Fei Shichan, you finally answered my call! Why are you ignoring me! After seeing your news, I was so happy and wanted to talk to you, but your phone couldn't get through anyway! I'm really worried! Aw-"

"The expression is too silly, stupid gang."

Fei Shi stared blankly at the young man on the opposite side being hit on the head with a hammer, and said nothing about it. He calmly greeted the little baby who fell on the young man's head: "Mr. Reborn, good day."

"Ciao's, Fei Shi. Is it still not dawn on your side? Have you been busy all night at the clinic?"

Reborn put the transformed chameleon back on the brim of the hat, Heidou couldn't see any emotion in his eyes, and asked calmly in his mouth.

Fei Shi nodded: "Yes, I just threw out the last few guys who woke up from anesthesia."

Reborn showed a smile: "You are more straightforward than Stupid."

Pulling the back of his head to pull his face out of the table, Sawada Tsunayoshi remained expressionless: "What is that reassuring tone, reborn! And Hishi-chan, you are getting more and more black-hearted! Not only black-hearted, but also staying up late! I want Angry!"

Fei Shi blinked, and suddenly turned into a teenage boy with one-handed seal, his green eyes staring straight at Tsunaki, with a dazed and innocent expression.

"..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi broke down and covered his face: "Even if you look at me with that kind of eyes, I won't soften your heart! Do it yourself, this is the first time I haven't come home all night!"

"But I'm not the main body." Fei Shi retorted solemnly, "The main body is resting at home now. Strictly speaking, I'm not staying overnight this time."

Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately showed a choked expression.

Reborn sneered: "You can't even see this, it seems that you have been too lax recently, idiot."

"Reborn, there are a lot of documents recently..." Tsunayoshi Sawada screamed in a low voice, trying to get away with it, but after seeing the little baby wiping the gun, he immediately confessed with grief, "Okay, I see, I will go to training in a while room."

"That's more or less the same." Reborn hooked the corners of his lips, and the gentleman raised the brim of his hat to Feishi, then lightly jumped off the table and disappeared into the screen.

The sound of closing the door sounded, Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed relieved, turned his head to look at Hishi, pursed his lips, seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "Hishi-chan—"

"Before you say anything, I have something to report." Fei Shi interrupted him expressionlessly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was taken aback: "What, what?"

The youth with cherry hair pointed to the mobile phone on the table, and said indifferently, "After switching to Do Not Disturb, the two seconds before the hidden software starts, when will it be eliminated?"

"Uh... Is it just this matter..." Tsunayoshi Sawada twitched the corner of his mouth, and murmured with his forehead aching, his expression was subtly mixed with disappointment.

Fei Shi didn't seem to hear clearly: "What?"

"No, no, nothing." Tsunayoshi Sawada quickly waved his hands, coughed twice, and said solemnly: "The technician is already working hard, and it won't take long to improve."

Fei Shi nodded, and finally thought about asking the young man what he wanted to say: "So, what are you looking for? It can't be just because of the news, right?"

He slowly spit out the last title, with a steady and reassuring tone: "BOSS?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked into the blue eyes of the young man, lost his mind for a moment, and an afternoon suddenly appeared in his mind.

Sunshine, grass, and a ten-year-old boy from the neighbor's house.

And... kisses.

That was the first kiss between him and Uchiha Feishi.

The youngest Italian mafia godfather's eyes flashed, but the next second he smiled gently.

His upper body involuntarily leaned slightly towards the boy on the screen, his eyes were soft, with a soft orange shattered light in his eyes, like the all-encompassing sky, his tone was light but firm.

"Fei Shichan, it's been another half year. Come to me."

The voice just fell.

The boy on the opposite side seemed to be taken aback, and with a "bang", under the helpless and flustered gaze of Sawada Tsunakichi, he disappeared into a cloud of white smoke.