The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

Night in Yokohama belongs to the port mafia.

Osamu Dazai took his precious "Complete Suicide Manual" and walked along the river bank in a bouncing manner.Humming an out-of-key song, the young man walked onto the bridge surrounded by a group of men in black behind him.

He measured the depth of the river with his eyes and put the book in the pocket of his black suit jacket.Dazai climbed up the railing unhurriedly, raised his feet facing the dark water, and said to his subordinates behind him as if casually ordering: "It is said that entering the water is the most romantic way to die, so even I would I can’t refuse. There’s no other way, let’s choose this one today.” He tilted his head, completely ignoring what his subordinates, who had to salvage him every day, would think about his behavior, “But you can’t save me this time. "

The men in black suits and sunglasses all stood in place without saying a word.

Dazai sighed, leaned his upper body forward vigorously, and was about to fall towards the river.

The moment he hovered in mid-air, he suddenly felt as if he had been kicked in the abdomen, and then his body was thrown back to the bridge.

The dark brown-haired boy collided with the stone slab, making a loud noise that made his whole body twitch.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes due to pain, and looked at the railing on which he was sitting just now with uncontrollable tears in his eyes.

A boy with white hair and blue eyes, wearing round sunglasses, who looked about the same age as Dazai was squatting there with his legs bent.

The expression of this young man, Wujo Wu, can be described as careless. Even if he rescued a person who was about to commit suicide in a way that is impossible for ordinary people, there is still a bit of misgiving in his expression: "The big family! The young master led a group of bodyguards, and ran to the bridge late at night to commit suicide by jumping into the water... ah." He touched the sunglasses on his face with his fingers, and carefully compared Dazai who was still lying on the ground and the black man next to him. The man in clothes glanced again, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face, "It's a bit bad, it seems that you are not ordinary good citizens."

Meanwhile, Osamu Dazai could feel his temples throbbing wildly with pain and anger.Today he finally experienced what is called an experience worse than suicide.And the strength of the young man who made him feel this way was a bit beyond his expectations, and it could even be said to be almost the same as that damned slimy slug. It can be said to be——

"Are you a gorilla?!" The handsome young man's attitude was completely different from that of other rescued suicides. He didn't cry, didn't give up on himself, and didn't keep cursing—he just angrily accused the five rough Behavior, listen carefully and the tone is even a bit provocative, "The distance from where you jumped to the railing is more than ten meters, even in a straight line? How did you do it? Tarzan the ape, are you?"

Wujo slowly jumped down from the railing, proving that he, like Dazai, can't listen to people's words.The white-haired and blue-eyed boy walked around the mafia cadre reserve who was still motionless, and asked his subordinates standing beside him, "All of them are dressed in black. Excuse me, are you guys the port mafia?"

"Ah—that's right, do you have any grudges with the port mafia?" Dazai finally got up, sat cross-legged on the ground and asked lazily, "If you have grudges, you'd better not look for me, I just joined this organization not long ago. The building of Hong Kong and Hei is over there," he casually pointed towards the base, "maybe it will be faster to take over there together? And our leader, Mr. Mori, happens to be staying there too, isn't it just a good time to wipe out the grass? ?"

When Gojo Satoru heard this, he blinked innocently.What I have to say is that although this person is not very polite, and he can't quite see his origin, but his parents did reward him with a good appearance, so that people can't keep angry at his bad behavior.

The boy rubbed his soft hair and walked towards Dazai.He squatted down and looked at the brown-haired boy.He completely ignored the movement of other people to pull out their guns, tilted his head and asked another question: "You committed suicide just now, right?"

Osamu Dazai keenly realized that this was the point where he could fight back fiercely, his eyes could not help but light up slightly, he nodded with great interest, and opened his mouth to accuse this rude person.However, before he could utter the first syllable, the boy suddenly felt the scenery in front of him shake suddenly, and then a familiar sense of weightlessness hit him——

The other mafia members didn't realize that their boss was thrown into the river by this unknown guy in front of him after hearing the "plop" sound of falling into the water.

All this happened within a tenth of a second, and no one could clearly see the boy's actions just now.

The young man who made such a move that would definitely be retaliated by the mafia members leaned leisurely on the stone bridge railing, shaking his legs as if he was bored, and raised his hand towards the river that was still slightly rippling due to the accident just now. , formally greeted: "My name is Gojo Satoru, have you heard of Suicide Bandage Lord?"

There was no response from the other side of the river, obviously Dazai choked on the water when he was caught off guard and thrown into the river.

The mafia standing on the bridge raised their guns and pointed them at the eccentric young man with a smile on his face.

Although they still don't quite understand how things suddenly derailed into this way.

As a kind and considerate Tokyo native, Gojo Satoru enthusiastically resolved their questions: "It doesn't matter if you don't know my name, after all, I'm not very famous in Yokohama. In fact, for some reason, I recently I was almost on the street because I had no money. I had no special skills other than this face, so I had to work part-time as a bodyguard for a young lady in the family to chat with her. The problem is that I only worked for less than two weeks—by the way, I Her salary is paid monthly, and her family seems to have been wiped out by the specialty mafia here in Yokohama."

No one paid any attention to his eloquent words, and the boy with a good face didn't take it seriously, and continued: "It seems that the organization you guys belong to did it?"

"The beautiful lady was still in her youth, so she had to die. But compared to this, the more serious problem is that even I fell into the crisis of poverty again after that. To sum up, so I just I couldn't hold back my little revenge." After saying such despicable words, Gojo Satoru still had a smile on his face, and there was no trace of shame in his expression, "But having said that, it won't hurt to keep raising your hands. Are you tired? Or have you trained? And it doesn’t look like you intend to rescue your leader——is it true that you are a mafia, and you don’t even have the most basic companionship.”

As soon as he said this, Gojo Satoru took a step forward, avoiding the wet hand stretched out from behind.Seeing that he failed to wipe the stains on the five pieces of clothes, Dazai sighed heavily on purpose: "No, I didn't ask them to come and save me."

The boy in black jumped down from the railing, with a smile similar to Gojo Satoru's in his left eye, which was not covered by the bandage, and his tone seemed a little excited: "So you really came here to seek revenge? I send Izanami's cold embrace?"

"No," Gojo replied categorically, with a serious expression, "To be precise, I just plan to take revenge. After all, I have received normal education, and I am just an ordinary and ordinary citizen of Yokohama."

The two teenagers, who were subtly similar because their brains looked abnormal, ignored the black muzzle pointing at themselves, and chatted relaxedly.

Dazai Osamu bent his iris-colored eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "So in the end, Gojo-kun, you are just short of money, right? If this is the case, why don't you just join the port mafia? People with great potential are always welcome."

Gojo raised his eyebrows, he was slightly taller than Dazai, so he could easily lower his head and look down at him, taking advantage of the height: "It's not necessary. Actually, what I said happened about a week ago, Now that I've found a second job, I'm happy with it and don't plan to switch for now."

"It's okay." Dazai showed Gojo the information on his communicator, although the text on it was encrypted, the boy couldn't understand what was written, "Mr. Mori, he seems to be interested in Gojo-kun I'm very interested, even if you don't join the port mafia, you can just be our leader's bodyguard, right?"

Gojo Satoru also imitated the sweet tone of the other party and went back disgusted: "Although I really want to work two jobs alone, there is no way to do a job like a bodyguard, right? I'm not a ninja, and I don't know how to shadow clones at all. Woolen cloth."

"Eh——that's really a pity," Dazai lowered his head, and began to click on the communicator.After he finished this series of actions, he turned his head to his subordinates who had been ignored for a long time, and asked as if asking for advice, "Do you think Mr. Sen would give up so easily if he was here?"

The mafia were as dumb as no one answered.

"Of course I know that he will invite Gojo-kun back." Dazai bowed slightly to Gojo Satoru in front of him, "Then, shall we invite you to our building as a guest of the mafia leader?"

Gojo Satoru glanced at the muzzle of his own gun, and replied lightly: "Of course it's fine as a guest. But you have to know that as a conscientious bodyguard, I have always been a showman rather than a bodyguard. Suicide bandages Jun."

The boy known as Suicide Bandage Lord opened his eyes wide: "My name is Dazai Osamu. You should be polite to me, Gojo Gokun."

After that, the two of them were followed by a large group of men in black. On the streets of Yokohama, they walked towards the real estate building in Yokohama, which is the headquarters of the port mafia, as if they hit it off.

"Your supernatural ability...is it a supernatural ability, right? I already understood when I saved you." Wujo changed the subject lightly, "Is it the effect of eliminating the supernatural ability of people who have physical contact with me? But the name What is it, is it 'disqualification in the world'?"

Speaking of this, the boy seemed to have thought of something, and after glancing at the bandages all over Dazai's body, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Osamu Dazai first suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and then asked his own question curiously: "Gojo-kun, how do you know the name of my supernatural ability?"

He began to mark Gojo Satoru's ability and the great power he felt as approximately equal, while thinking about the possibility of his ability being leaked maliciously.

Gojo Satoru took a light step forward, then took a few more steps, and did not slow down until he stood shoulder to shoulder with Dazai.He turned his head away, turned his face to the boy next to him, and blinked: "Actually, I'm not from this world. In other words, I'm from another world."

He didn't consider how other people would accept the matter, and continued without waiting for Dazai's reaction.

"In that world, there are Osamu Dazai, Koyo Ozaki, Ogai Mori, and... Chuya Nakahara."

Even Osamu Dazai, who was deep in the city, couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard this sudden declaration.He stopped in his tracks, as if he had just seen Wujo Satoru, and swept him several times with strange eyes from beginning to end.

In the end, he didn't say anything doubtful, just smiled softly: "Is it okay to tell this kind of thing to the person who just met for the first time?"

Gojo Satoru also laughed, his long eyelashes hiding the emotion in his eyes.Under the light of the street lamp, his face seemed to be too gentle: "It is because today is the first time I see Mr. Dazai that I have to tell you."

The author has something to say: ——Finally, the article has been opened, ovo has kept everyone waiting for a long time!This book is also updated at 18:[-] every day~

In short, let me introduce the protagonist first: Gojo Satoru, male, usually likes to eat desserts and watch juvenile sauce shops.

Personality is a bit off-putting.

In addition, I actually opened a web account. If you want to remind me to update and play together, you can find me on it (crazy express)