[Comprehensive] What should I do if Mr. Ban sees me? !

"I heard that the former leader had a dying wish to read his friend's novel."

Mochizuki Baitao flipped through the book wrapped in Oda Saku daimyo's shell, which is actually a book about intimacy in heaven, and began to act, "I've already finished reading it, it's really exciting, but it's a pity that the leader can't see it..."

Osamu Dazai stared at her complicatedly for a moment, then burst out laughing suddenly.

"Hahaha, little Taozi, you are so cute..."

After laughing for a while, he wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, and raised a slightly different smile from before.

Seriously, with a touch of unspeakable complexity.

"Have the Mafia and the detective agency successfully formed an alliance?"

Baitao was taken aback, "It really is you...Mr. Dazai!"

She closed the book with a snap, "Zhongye~"

Osamu Dazai took half a step back alertly!

A dark dwarf came out from the dark part of the deck. It was Nakahara Chuya from the IF line.He was gearing up and gnashing his teeth: "Tai-zai-zhi-"

You fucking died so badly!

Come and let me beat you again!

Jumping off a building—jumping off your sister's building? !

I worked so hard to protect the leader's safety, but in a blink of an eye you would jump off the building for me!

Do you still treat me as an old man? !

Amidst the fat beating sounds of ping pong pong and Osamu Dazai's screams, Mochizuki Baimo clapped her hands in a good mood, "Okay, this wish has come true!"

When Osamu Dazai came back to the venue with one piece of purple, everyone was shocked.

What's the matter with this person, who beat him, and still so happy? !

No... According to Mr. Dazai's pissing nature, it is possible to be happy after being beaten.

It can't be Baitao... Baitao shouldn't hold grudges... right?

Osamu Dazai is holding his precious Oda as a novel, this is the source of his happiness tonight!

"Mr. Dazai," Atsushi Nakajima approached worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay," Osamu Dazai held up the novel fascinatedly, "Ah... this is a masterpiece that can surpass "Complete Suicide Manual"..."

Others leaned over curiously.

"Can I have a look, Dazai-san?"

"I also want to know, besides the broken book about suicide, what other books can Dazai like so much?"

Ignoring Dazai Osamu's gaze of "you don't understand the book at all", he said to Yosano Akiko: "Atsushi, read a passage and listen to it."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded, "Is that okay, Mr. Dazai?"

"sure."

The silver-haired boy opened the book, and read word by word in an orderly manner: "Do you really love me...I'm already...unexpectedly grown up to you, your...no way, then I will...the chair creak The creaking sound..."

Can't read anymore!

The boy's face was flushed red——

This is the content that someone like Kakashi who carried a little yellow book with him would blush when he read it!

Everyone looked strange.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's forehead was bulging with veins, and his fists were crunching.

Disgusting him to death!

Although his former partner loves to attract others, he is not so explicit. Although he likes to read suicide books, it does not constitute sexual harassment.

——Dazai, what have you been through these years? !Why the hell do you love reading little porn books now? !

Mori Ogai nodded in relief, "Dazai-kun...he has grown up."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The handsome face is slightly distorted...

Mochizuki Baitao is one of the few guys who can trick him!

Isn't it exciting to see Oda Tsukuru's novel?

One didn't pay attention, and was tricked by her again!

But that guy had already slipped away under the support of a group of other world mafia!

There was black air on Dazai Osamu's face.

At this time, the man who appeared at the door attracted everyone's attention.

"... Mr. Madara?!"

Everyone was surprised.

Isn't this person already gone? !

Uchiha Madara glanced around, but didn't find the person he was looking for, "Where's Baitao?"

"It's already gone."

Osamu Dazai could probably imagine what happened, put his hands in his pockets, and walked over.

Uchiha Madara looked at him coldly.

Looking at the appearance of these people, I know what's going on.Although I know that it can be handled with Baitao's ability, but...

Uchiha Madara didn't have the slightest intention to stay a second longer, turned around and left——

"Ah, Mr. Madara, this is what Xiao Baitao left for you."

Osamu Dazai suddenly handed him a small box, and raised a vengeful smile.

Uchiha Madara took a look——

Nutritional supplements when you are tired...?

Keep your golden gun from falling, and your glory will last forever...?

Fight till dawn...?

"This is for Mr. Mori's exclusive use."

Osamu Dazai smiled sinisterly, adding oil and vinegar, "Did you fail to satisfy Xiao Baitao... It seems that Mr. Madara needs to work harder."

Mori Ogai in the distance:? ? ?

What is Dazai talking to that man?

How did he seem to hear his name?

Uchiha Madara: "..."

The box made a fragile groan in the man's hand.

Damn, that's - strong!Positive!medicine! ! !

What are you dissatisfied with? !Is this his ability being doubted? !

He threw the box back and said coldly, "No need."

After calming down and thinking about it, I knew it wasn't that guy who did it... although she dared to do such a thing.

But nothing happened to them.

Osamu Dazai was startled, and drew out the tone: "Oh~~~"

"It seems that Mr. Madara is very powerful."

See, no need at all!

"..."

The old ancestor didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he left directly.

***

White peach house.

No one was there, the lights were off, and it was pitch black and quiet.

Like no one is there.

...but he knew she was there.

The black-haired man walked in the room step by step, looking around.

For some reason, he could feel a tiny trace of chakra.

But Baitao is not a ninja.Is it because I have been in the ninja world for a while, so I have chakra?

... Then this person is also considered to be extremely talented.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to find white peaches.Thanks to this trace of chakra and some kind of telepathy, Uchiha Madara finally pulled out someone from the pile of puppets on the bay window.

This was the first time he entered Baitao's room.

There are a bunch of puppets on the bed, and there are even more puppets on the bay window, which can completely overwhelm people.

The other party still kept the delicate heavy makeup on his face, and it seemed that he had buried himself in it after returning from the cruise ship.

When her eyes touched the man's face, Baitao's eyes widened.

"spot……"

Could it be an illusion?

Belatedly, I added another word: "Master."

"..."

Uchiha Madara was a little helpless and wanted to laugh.

He sat down next to the puppet pile, and asked about other things: "Why are there so many of these things?"

"...I asked you knowingly."

Baitao lowered her eyes and rubbed the puppet's soft hands with her fingers.

Without memory, like a big tree without roots, lack of security is inevitable.What's more, how many days can a person sitting in the position of mafia leader sleep peacefully?

Even if you are alone, you can't let go of your heart.

Only by burying myself in the soft pile of puppets can I barely regain a sense of security.

If there hadn't been what happened before, Baitao's reaction to seeing Master Ban might have been greater, but she's not in a good mood right now.

Although the detective agency's actions are completely reasonable, they are also psychologically prepared.But after being together for so long, it still feels a little uncomfortable.

She huddled among the puppets, glanced at the man beside her, and whispered, "I don't have a home anymore."

As far as this world is concerned.

"..."

The strings in Uchiha Madara's heart were gently plucked.

He has heard...

Same words, same scene.

Uchiha Madara stood up, walked to Mochizuki Baitao, and said, "You still have the Mafia."

"..."

"And I……"

"..." Mochizuki Baitao, "Huh?"

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Opening it again, staring into Baitao's eyes, he said slowly and firmly.

"Become the wife of the Uchiha clan leader."

……

Once, he left such a sentence on the cake.

But Baitao didn't see it at that time.

Perhaps it was the arrangement of fate, he was asked to tell the person in front of him personally at this moment.

Mochizuki Baitao: "...Huh?"

eh eh?

what's the situation? !

This, this, is this a confession? !

Is this how a man like Mr. Madara confesses... Hurry up and write it down in a notebook!

No, now is not the time to think about these things!

The man in front of her suddenly bent down, put his hands between the gaps between the puppet on her side, and slowly approached...

The room was dim, only the windows behind him were filled with moonlight, and the cold ice blue was reflected on his sharp-edged face.

Uchiha Madara was probably the most serious she had ever seen at this time.The unruly aura was completely subdued, transforming into a more calm and imperative aura.

Only the tips of the ears covered by the fried hair emitted an unknown high temperature.

"I'll always be by your side..."

It wasn't until the man's light but affectionate voice came that Baitao was slightly startled that they were very close now.

That face was magnified countless times in front of my eyes, and the cold tip of my nose was almost touching...

The man leaned on her, and the coercion from the strongest ninja world was fully revealed.

Baitao's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Whether it was Qianyi back then, or Baitao now...

The man in front of him has always believed in her unswervingly.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

The little girl is a little weird today.

He didn't agree or refuse, and there seemed to be no resistance to his actions.

...Are you going to say something?

Uchiha Madara suddenly felt two cold fingertips on his lips.

The smiling face of the little girl who came back to her senses came into view: "I won't kiss you."

Uchiha Madara: "..."

……

……

... Fuck.

So angry, but keep smiling.

Mochizuki Baitao is a person who is very good at self-management. If Master Madara hadn't come, she would have adjusted quickly. After this incident, she has completely recovered.

Uchiha Madara stood up.

The little girl crawled out from the pile of puppets, stretched herself, knelt on the bay window and moved forward a bit.

Uchiha Madara is standing on the floor, which allows her to take advantage of the terrain to be barely parallel to his line of sight.

"Because there is a problem that I still care about."

As Baitao said, she put her arms around the neck of the expressionless man above, and said with a smile.

"Have you ever liked Qianyi?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Girls, can't we let go of this question? !

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★Cub, you finally confessed! ! !

I shed the bitter tears of my old father...

★ Thanks to "Xuanyuan Pavilion. Moon Temple" baby mine.