The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

That night.

Yokohama's nights are always immersed in an intoxicating decadent atmosphere, and one can't help but let fear and joy coexist in the heart.However, aside from the nightclubs with flashing neon lights on the avenue, there are still small bars in twos and threes.

It was the copper bell hanging at the door that jingled in the ears of the two of them.

Oda Sakunosuke put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked at the white-haired boy who was wearing a coat and walking towards him in the night.

Perhaps because of the spare time, Gojo Satoru's attire is looser than usual, revealing a rare sense of life.

He met the eyes of Oda Sakunosuke looking over, and after nodding in that direction to say hello, he walked over under the hostile gaze of Dazai Osamu who was beside the man.

Gojo Satoru did not choose to sit next to Oda Sakunosuke, but sat down beside Dazai Osamu.

The boy's first words were: "Your parties seem to be quite frequent."

Before Sakunosuke Oda agreed, Osamu Dazai, full of resentment, slapped the table vigorously and shouted to the boss: "Have a glass of gorilla and dish soap!"

Bar owner: "...nothing like that."

Gojo Satoru adapted well to this, but lay on the bar counter with his face sideways, narrowing his eyes slightly with a smile: "Dazai, you have really strong taste, you are indeed the person who can say that spicy curry is delicious."

Seeing that Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru were about to quarrel with elementary school students on the spot, Oda Sakunosuke decided to reach out to stop these two guys considering he was still in the bar.

However, after seeing the black-haired boy's eyeballs rolling for a while, he not only did not sneer out of embarrassment, but made his tone more soothing: "I remember Wutiao-kun doesn't know how to drink, right?" ?”

Gojo Satoru glanced at him and replied, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to be genuinely curious: "Then what should you do with your dinner party with your colleagues after get off work?"

"How can there be such a thing as a dinner party with colleagues in the Supernatural Secret Service Division..." Gojo Satoru was speechless for a while, and then added the next sentence, "And I'm not yet 20 years old, right? Seriously, the three of us can't Drinking is right."

"The two of you are criminal mafia gangsters, and I'm an anti-criminal civil servant," the young man said with a smug expression, "It's better to say that it's only natural that I don't drink alcohol."

Osamu Dazai choked for a moment: "...Is there anything to be happy about this kind of thing?"

After he asked this question, he provocatively said: "'No drinking is to stay absolutely sober' - Wujo-kun, you once said this to me. Now I think about it carefully In a word, doesn't it just show that you don't have enough confidence to protect yourself from harm when you are in a non-conscious state?"

The sixteen-year-old boy couldn't hold his breath, and immediately sneered, "Dazai, it's too childish for you to tease others casually."

The people he ridiculed were not ashamed, but proud, and laughed so happily: "After all, I am a 'mafia that breaks the law and discipline'."

"Although my provocation is indeed naive, but Gojo-kun, you are a more naive guy than everyone imagined, so you will definitely accept my challenge, right?"

Osamu Dazai sat on the chair, his voice became slightly erratic due to the relatively quiet surroundings.

Gojo Satoru wrinkled his nose and glared at Dazai indignantly like a kid who has been robbed of a toy before dragging his voice and answering vaguely: "That's right, that's right, you smart people always want everything. got it."

He not only wrinkled his nose, but even pouted his mouth.

Gojo Satoru made up his mind after swinging his legs twice on the seat, raised his head and said to the boss behind the bar, "Have a bottle of plum wine."

"Push."

Gojo Gojo punched Osamu Dazai in the abdomen with one punch: "What's so funny, what are you doing?!"

"No, it's nothing." Dazai turned his upper body to the side, and successfully avoided Gojo's punch, which was not considered too serious. "I just think you are still a 16-year-old rebellious teenager."

The 16-year-old rebellious teenager raised his eyelids, and looked at his peers in front of him with an inexplicable look that is enough to make people hate ghosts: "It's better to look at yourself before saying this, you are half a head shorter than me, right?" ?”

"Smart people always have some privileges." Osamu Dazai smiled, as if he meant something.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't intend to respond at all: "In other words, it may be that Dazai's nutrients were not allocated to your height, which made your brain so good."

"If you think about it according to this inference—" the boy tilted his head, and said in a tone that sounded innocent, "is Chuya actually the smartest?"

Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and replied in a hypocritical and gentle voice: "Every time you chat with me, Gojo-kun, you like to mention that slug."

"If you want to make me feel unhappy, there is no need for such behavior," the black curly-haired boy said frankly, "Because in fact, Wujo-kun, you are also one of the first few people on my list of people I hate the most."

Indeed, since Gojo Satoru threw Dazai Osamu from the bridge into the water when the two met for the first time, the relationship between the two can be said to be in a state of constant cutting and chaos.

If you really want to count them down, the two of them can be considered to have their own winners and losers, and they have entrapped each other several times.

——The only problem is that due to the large difference in force value, Gojo Satoru can beat people directly after being tricked by Dazai, but Dazai can only figure out how to deal with Gojo next time.It has to be said that this is really an endless loop like ouroboros, and this situation can only make their relationship worse.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the communication between the two is like ordinary bad friends.

However, Osamu Dazai knew very well that this was not the case.No matter how he viewed Gojo Satoru, whether it was verbal contempt, or mixed with other complicated emotions, Gojo Satoru's view of himself was definitely not as important as he showed.

Gojo Satoru is an immediacy character.

The things he hates are neither too few nor too many, but there are very few things he can call his favorite.

Desserts count as one, and comics count as one, but it’s a bit difficult to dig out the others.

The most prominent point is that he doesn't really value "people".

——Even if it is a single type, it is okay, just like Edogawa Ranpo is to Fukuzawa Yukichi, Dazai Osamu is to Oda Sakunosuke, and Yosano Akiko is to Edogawa Ranpo.

Gojo Satoru grew into his current wanton appearance out of thin air, just like Icarus, who was born with perfect wings, naturally took the sun into his hands.He didn't need the Daedalus who led him and brought him out of the maze, nor did he need Daedalus to collage white wings for his side.

Naturally, his feathers would not melt due to being close to the scorching sun, and he would not be caught off guard and fall into the deep sea.

He will only fly higher and higher, even beyond the original sun, towards the farther side that no one knows.

Gojo Satoru seems to be born perfect.

A virtually flawless existence.After realizing this, Osamu Dazai could only tremble with excitement, and couldn't help but a white mist called fear rose from his heart.

Gojo Satoru could hear Dazai Osamu's heart beating faster and faster, but he just looked at the glass in front of him and the transparent plum wine inside without caring.

Regarding the boy's disgust declaration, he just raised his eyebrows and replied: "I know you hate me, Dazai. But as long as it makes your mood more unhappy, it seems that there is no problem in mentioning it more, right?"

Gojo Satoru seems to be born perfect.

—except for his downright sick temper.

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, and added this sentence in his heart.

Sakunosuke Oda drank slowly on the sidelines, watching the two guys and started making noise again: "Slugs are so disgusting, they are so disgusting that they have become my lifelong enemy!"

"It's not bad——" Gojo Satoru made a light comment on the bad relationship between Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, then looked around the bar as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked, " If I remember correctly, this bar is called Lupine?"

"That's right. What's the matter, is it your meme from another world?"

Osamu Dazai leaned on the counter, watching the ice cubes slowly float up and down in the liquor.

"Why do you all dislike my other world jokes so much?!" Gojo Gojo spoke convincingly, with an aggrieved expression on his face, "At least I know now that there are probably some people who are not here, although I'm not sure how many people, and what names."

Gojo Satoru is surprisingly familiar with supernatural beings, which can be regarded as one of his trump cards.No matter whether it is guessing character, blind sniping ability, or even judging the friendship and friendship between literary giants, he can use the information in his mind to assist him.

However, just like his attitude towards his abilities, the boy is not stingy about revealing relevant information.

This is of course not an act of insanity.

Gojo Satoru mentioned some important information for the Mafia, but Dazai Osamu was still lazily lying on his stomach without the slightest interest, and said perfunctorily, "Stop intrigue after get off work, let's talk about other things."

Gojo Satoru sneered—this was the result of his efforts to suppress his feelings, and said sarcastically: "Anyone may say this, but Dazai Osamu, I hope you can be a little bit self-aware."

"Isn't it too insulting for Gojo-kun to say that?"

Dazai replied.

Gojo Satoru was not guilty at all, and replied quite sincerely: "My charisma is already very strong!"

Oda Sakunosuke finally interjected, and sat next to him and commented: "You two are actually not too different."

"Wow..." Osamu Dazai couldn't stop complaining when he heard this, "This evaluation is too unobjective, Odasaku."

Gojo Satoru nodded beside him.

These two people can reach a consensus when they are fighting each other, which is almost becoming the norm.

"But what I want to talk about is actually very simple," Osamu Dazai said in a calm tone, "It's the question I wanted to ask you at the banquet before."

"Gojo Satoru, why on earth have you lived with a boring mentality until now?"