How I was forced to be a boss

When my vision was clear, I was standing in front of a building.

Although I don't remember anything or even my own name, the building in front of me always has an indescribable sense of familiarity.

It's the kind of complicated feelings that I don't know how to describe.

The sun at noon is a bit dazzling, and the summer in the seaside city is not too hot, but the humidity in the air still makes people feel sticky inexplicably.

Normally, in this season, no one would stand outside in the sun all the time, especially Japanese girls. Whenever they want to see the sun, they wish they were fully armed.

Probably because of this, standing outside the gate at the moment, neither going in nor leaving, seemed suspicious to me.

I know I'm suspicious, but I'm getting nowhere.

For a person who can't even remember his name, finding his home is really too difficult.

The big man in black at the door over there walked over with a serious face, and touched his arms vigilantly.

If I didn't have to save face, I would have raised my hands above my head in a standard surrender posture.

However, the sound of brakes behind him arrived before the big man in black.

Even if I don't look back, I know that there is probably a row of cars parked behind me.The big man was stunned for a moment, put down his hand, and then retreated to his position, standing up straight respectfully.

"What's the matter, lady?"

Turning around, the young man who got out of the car asked with a smile, his eyes staring at me were like a pool of stagnant water, dim and dull, unable to reflect anything.

Obviously such beautiful eyes.

The man in the black top hat who was following him looked at me impatiently, the coldness in his eyes made me shiver involuntarily.

A lot of men in black came down from the car one after another, guarding the man in the middle vigilantly, and then all took out their guns.

But in an instant, dozens of black guns were aimed at me.As long as I move a little bit, I will probably be beaten into a sieve immediately.

But I am not afraid.

I'm a little surprised at the level of trust that pops up subconsciously even if I don't remember it for someone I don't know at all right now.

"Don't waste time, whether it's sent by a hostile organization,!, or someone with other goals, let's get rid of it quickly." said the orange-haired youth who was probably not of low status.

From the beginning to the end, I was not in the eyes of these two people.Like I'm just some unworthy pebble in their way.

It's not time for silence anymore, I have to say something, but I don't know what to say when I have lost all my memory.

When I looked at that black-haired young man again, my heart moved, and I opened my mouth subconsciously.

"Aji"

The people who were frightened by this sound looked at their leader in shock, the guns in their hands were almost unsteady.

In the end, I was "invited" into the building that was said to be the base of the port mafia without incident, the kind where I was pointed at a gun and refused to go.

As soon as I entered, I subconsciously walked in one direction, without even realizing what I was doing, and then I was grabbed by the collar.

I tilted my head and looked at the person behind me in confusion: "Zhongye?"

He stared at me for a while, and finally said with a complicated expression, "You bastard, what's going on?"

I blinked innocently.

God knows what happened.

In the end, I was taken directly into a dark and terrifying room without a single window, only the iron door was the only place where the light came through. There seemed to be some kind of indescribable traces on the surrounding walls, and there was still a faint sound coming from my ears. Who howled in pain.

It's a place like hell on earth.

Thankfully, I don't have much recollection of it, probably haven't been here before.

Like carrying a little chicken, I was carried in by a young man named Zhongye, and then I stood by the wall like a punishment, and obediently asked him to put handcuffs on me.

The man I called Azhi walked in the other direction as soon as he came in, ignoring me at all.

He handcuffed me to the wall, and Zhong didn't leave. He stood not far away and looked at me, with a hint of wavering in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" Frowning, hesitating for a while, he asked this sentence in a complicated tone.

"I don't remember." Looking straight into his eyes, trying to make him feel my sincerity.

But he still didn't believe it very much, the wavering in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he looked at me with a dangerous look, "Then think about it carefully, believe you! I will remember soon."

He probably still suspects that I'm lying.

When he turned his back to me and was about to leave, he stood at the door, as if implying something: "No matter what that guy did to you, if you don't say it, you will only be regarded as an enemy, and you will be treated as an enemy. You. Believe me, it will not be as easy as it is now, and it is definitely not something a woman like you can bear. "

After saying this, he left on his own, his black coat raised an arc.

In such a space, the concept of time is infinitely blurred, people's thinking will gradually become sluggish, and perhaps a very short time will be infinitely lengthened, and there is no light in the eyes, as if something was forgotten in the corner , can't do anything except the struggle of collapsing alone.

In such a bad environment, people's spirit and will will be continuously weakened. Usually, in terms of outside time, perhaps less than a day, the imprisoned people will become panic puppets, imprisoned firmly in the hands of others.

Obviously I am in such an environment, and the person who may be driven crazy is me, but after such a passage was passed through my mind calmly, I didn't have any other special feelings.

Maybe it's not enough time, or maybe it's some other reason, this kind of secluded tranquility that seems to me that I haven't seen for a long time has actually made my thoughts clearer and clearer.

This is not right.

unless

I don’t know how long it’s been, but it’s definitely not a short day. I don’t know when my stomach started to burn, with sour water regurgitating, and my lips were so dry that I didn’t even dare to take a big breath. Even the throat is going to be dry.

After the initial soreness and numbness, at this moment I completely lost feeling in my lower body.

It turned out that the so-called mafia was a little bit more ruthless than I realized, and no one came here since that day.

Just hanging me in this darkness like this, ignoring me, always makes people wonder if I have been forgotten, maybe when will I be gone!It is also possible that he died here in such a long and tormented state unconsciously.

Thinking of this, I smiled imperceptibly.

Although I don't remember, I just know that that person will not forget me like this.All this is just his means.

Breathing air is as simple and natural to that person as the means they will use.

There were sporadic applause at the door, and the person's light voice: "You are really amazingly strong lady, it seems that we have to change the way."

The footsteps approached a little bit, I barely opened my eyes, and I could vaguely see the figure standing in front of me.

He bent over and lowered his head, his cool fingers raised my chin, "It's so pitiful."

"Even if you look like this, you still refuse to say it?"

So what do they want to hear from me? !

Thinking of this, I frowned in pain.

The voice of the person facing me paused, and then said in a cold voice: "If you are afraid, tell me everything you know."

I couldn't see anything clearly in front of me, and when I felt that I was going to faint in the next moment, my scalp hurt and I was forced to raise my head.

"Now is not the time to rest." He whispered softly in my ear.

"You who didn't exist in this world, why did you appear in front of me?"

"What the hell are you...?"

Scary man like a devil.

However, at this moment, being completely controlled by this person, I feel inexplicably relaxed.

The eagerness to protect something is his most fatal weakness.

With such a weakness, he is simply vulnerable.

I prepared a lot of words in my mind, but when I actually met those iris eyes, I was stunned.

This man looks really hopeless.

A man desperately struggling in the boundless darkness, powerful and fragile.

Obviously such a majestic and cold person, me!But he always felt like he was about to cry.

My heart suddenly seemed to be tightened.

He shouldn't be like this.

I suddenly realized one thing clearly - not only him, I also have something that must be protected.

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, those chaotic thoughts disappeared.

Although I was weak, I still told him honestly: "I don't remember anything, even my own name."

"But I remember you."

He loosened his grip on me.

Then completely lost consciousness

Osamu Dazai caught the comatose man.She looked even more embarrassed.

His face was pale with no blood at all, his lips were dry and cracked, leaving a faint trace of blood, and even his breathing became weak, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

This is a person who has never existed, whether it is the "inside the book" world or the "outside the book" world.

Obviously the two have never met.

Osamu Dazai's expression remained unchanged, but his knuckles trembled slightly

I woke up on a big soft bed in what looked like an infirmary.

I was a little relieved to be out of that prison-like place.

The sleeping body will repair itself, and it will not be as uncomfortable as before when it wakes up.

There is no dryness in my mouth, and my stomach is warm. It seems that someone has fed me food and water. I should give this a good review. I feel very energetic now, and I can even go down for a couple of laps.

It's a pity that when I think of exercising, I subconsciously resist. I guess I may not like doing sports very much.

"You're awake." The person standing beside my bed hesitated to speak, and finally said this sentence dryly.

I nodded: "Why is Chuya here?"

He didn't refute my address, he just said to me with an unnatural expression: "Take you to see the leader."

Withdrawing the preface, it is a bad review to treat a patient like this.

But I have no right to resist.

After all, the one who has to stay here no matter what, is me.