I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

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Dazai was disgusted, his smile remained unchanged, he shook his phone calmly, and sighed pretending to be aggrieved: "Mr. Mori is really a villain, he can easily solve troubles caused by superhumans at such a small price, Thanks to the reminder before I left, it is too much to turn around and deny people now."

Chuuya has learned to ignore these boring complaints, and accurately picked out the key points in Dazai's words: "Is it what you said to the doctor before you left?"

Dazai nodded, and looked up at the orange-haired boy, as if expecting his reaction.

"Oh, then it's fine." Zhong also calmed down.

"..." This is different from what I imagined.

Dazai stared at Chuya expressionlessly, as if trying to see Hana from his face.

"You gave him a solution," Zhongya reached out to cover his eyes, and pushed gently, "It means that you have prepared for this matter, and I didn't worry about it at the time, and now the dust has settled. There's no need to think about it."

He paused, but still couldn't hold back his doubts. He pressed the top of Dazai's head and asked in doubt, "But how did you calculate so accurately? What happened just three days before we left Yokohama?"

It's rare for Chuuya to maintain such a good-natured attitude in front of Dazai. After all, with Dazai's aggressive skills, it's an impossible goal to get along with this guy in peace, let alone Chuya doesn't treat him well in the first place. impression.

The two of them seem to be at odds with each other by nature, even if this month of getting along has made each other the person they know best, they still can't tolerate each other's approach.Because of various reasons, it is already a disaster to exist in each other's field of vision for a long time.

Imagining their relationship to go further, perhaps "flame kisses fire.powder" ① can be used to describe that horrible scene.

Although generally speaking, Chuya plays the role of gunpowder, but today he is probably in a really good mood, or maybe he and Dazai have just experienced a life-and-death disaster in the past few days, and they are brothers who live and die together , so that he had some kind of illusion.

In short, he actually used his usual good temper on Dazai.

The results are obvious.

Dazai didn't see the reaction he wanted, and suddenly became uninterested.

He slapped Zhongya away without hesitation, like a scumbag who didn't get what he wanted, turned his face in a blink of an eye and was ruthless, anyway, he is not a good ghost.

"Ah, Chuya always likes to touch my head recently, do you feel that I have grown taller?" The child's face is immature, and the eyes are slightly round, so the aggressive beauty of the young body looks soft and cute.

But Chuya realized that something was wrong from the moment he opened his mouth, and his returning rationality clearly judged his current situation.

Sure enough, as soon as this guy narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth, all that remained on that cute little face was an annoying vileness and sarcasm.

"What misunderstanding do you have about yourself? Even if I shrink in size, my IQ will crush the little slug," Dazai seemed to feel that the verbal sarcasm was not intuitive enough, and Dazai raised his hand, using his thumb and index finger to make a gap between the pinky knuckles before his eyes, revealing Going through the gap to see Chuya, he repeated with a smile on his face, "Only such a tall little slug~"

"Dazai-kun, that's going too far!" Lu Sheng stretched out his hand nervously to try to stop Dazai, while cautiously looking at Zhongya from the corner of his eye, this half-demon face was not weaker than his grandfather at all. Lu Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

He closed his eyes to suppress his anger!His right hand was clenched into a fist!He was so angry that his whole body was shaking! !

Although he shouldn't intervene among his close partners, Lu Sheng can't watch his savior die in front of him because of his love and reason.

Nuliang Lusheng has the blood of monsters. It is clear that monsters rely on instinct and impulse to act more than humans. The instinct and impulse of the strong are passed down from generation to generation in the blood. The passionate duel must be used to "connect the feelings" ".

But Dazai-kun is just a human being, a fragile human being who might die if poked by this big monster who is not weaker than grandpa.

Even if it's just in case, even if he can't beat the big monster, Lu Sheng has no way to watch the tragedy unfold. He can only try to stop it without tears, and at the same time silently pray that the train will come quickly.

But Dazai didn't understand his concern at all. Not only did he turn his feet around Lu Sheng's obstruction, but he also had to get close to Chuya and fight: "The little dwarf can only deceive himself today. Tomorrow is Tuesday. When the time comes... I can recover~"

Zhong Yehuo opened his eyes, and Lu Sheng was startled. He opened his arms to block the big monster as if he was dead, and said quickly: "This is the station, please think twice before proceeding!"

Zhong Ye was going to say something, but was amused by Lu Sheng's unexpected operation. He looked at the slippery boy who seemed to be having trouble with his brain speechlessly: "Don't worry, I won't do anything."

Seeing that Lu Sheng still didn't believe it, Zhong Ye almost couldn't hold back and asked him to wash his eyes——Looking back at the mackerel sticking its tongue out behind others, this guy doesn't need someone Protected? !

But there is no need to argue with him, the slick ghost in human form is just a junior high school boy. According to Dazai, he is different from them. He is a good boy who goes to school honestly.

So Zhong Ye kindly explained to Lu Sheng: "This bastard can't die. If I could kill him, I would have killed him long ago. I won't endure until today."

Lu Sheng shivered, looked at Zhong Ye without words, and refreshed the character of this big monster in his heart.

However, when the other party explained it in the style of a mafia or a monster, Lu Sheng believed that he really would not do anything, so he silently lowered his arm to make way.

At this time, he also realized that this kind of frightening and special interaction may be the unique way of communication between Dazai-kun and his shikigami.

He was really meddling in his own business.

But Lu Sheng didn't feel regret or embarrassment. What he wanted to prevent was the "what if" that seemed impossible. Now that the tragedy would not happen, it was in line with his initial expectation, so there was nothing to regret .

Chuya stood in front of Dazai, this guy was still looking up and taunting him with his gaze and smile persistently, but was blocked by Lu Sheng for a moment, the initial anger dissipated, Zhongya only felt that when he saw this scene again. funny.

He ignored Dazai's resistance at all, squatted down and grabbed the back of Dazai's head to press the person in front of him, and with his other hand, he blocked Dazai's mouth where he wanted to spit out the venom with only one finger.

Nakaya looked at the accusation and anger in those iris eyes, raised the corners of his mouth happily, but kept his voice extremely low, and said to Dazai in the tone of telling a horror story: "You bastard just said that you can do it tomorrow." Back to normal, right?"

Dazai looked at him warily.

Zhong also felt a little bit of Dazai's usual mood of playing people, he carefully analyzed this feeling, and at the same time condemned Dazai's bad taste, and then happily continued: "I remember all the accounts of the past few days, I will give you a sum of money tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong let go of his hands and stood up, put his hands back into the pockets of his sweater, and briskly walked towards the arriving train with his long legs.

Dazai, who was left by him, didn't move for a while, and stood there without saying a word, with a deep expression, as if he was thinking about some major event in life.

"Dazai-kun, are you okay?" Lu Sheng asked a little worriedly, "If you don't take the car, you will drive away."

Dazai took a deep look at him, and opened his mouth to speak, when he heard Zhongya, who was halfway there, shout loudly, "Hey, Dazai, are you too scared to move? It's useless to hide!"

Dazai immediately turned his head and retorted: "Little dwarf, take care of yourself, you are so small even if you fall into the tunnel and you are dressed in black."

Lu Sheng hesitated to speak.

Dazai didn't have any extra time to catch up with him, so he ran straight to the center with his two short legs—as Lu Sheng said, the car would leave if he didn't leave.

But before getting into the car, he turned his head and made a few mouth shapes to Lu Sheng.

With half-demon eyesight and glasses, he can clearly distinguish what Dazai wants to say.

"Pleasant to work with."

Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took two steps over there, wanting to ask what this meant, when he saw the doors of the train closed tightly, and the train started to move.

The brown-haired boy sighed, turned around and smiled at the snow girl who was waiting, "Let's go."

Go back and ask grandpa for a solution.

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Yokohama, Port Mafia Office Building Chief Office

Mori Ogai looked affectionately at the white-haired little boy standing in the middle of the room, awkwardly rubbing the hem of his clothes.

"Atsushi Nakajima, right? Would you like to join us?"

——Obviously when he asked this question, he didn't prepare for the second option. Even if Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was careless for a while, this kid still killed superhumans at a young age, and his talent is simply immeasurable.

Of course such an excellent seedling must join their port mafia and contribute to the construction of a new era of Shin-Yokohama!

So even if Atsushi Nakajima gave a negative answer, Mori Ogai would kindly tell him, "Don't worry, you can stay with us for a while, and then think about it carefully." Yunyun.

"Why do you want me to join the port mafia?" Nakajima Atsushi was silent for a while, and under Mori Ogai's gentle eyes, he mustered up his courage and asked, "A useless orphan like me should be of no use to you, right?"

"..." Mori Ogai lowered his eyes, lost in thought.

When he received the report from his subordinates, the child had already lost the memory of facing Shibusawa Tatsuhiko because of too much stimulation.

In fact, it is the best solution to raise a child with the style of the Mafia, regardless of psychological endurance, telling him the truth directly - if he will be overwhelmed by this level of memory, it means that this child is not suitable for the Mafia, no matter how strong he is , Mori Ogai will not feel sorry.

But thinking about the information he got from the Russian mice, Mori Ogai decided to take a more relaxed approach after weighing it up.

"Atsu-kun is very useful," Mori Ogai said with a smile, "I will not retain useless subordinates."

...Saying this kind of thing to a normal child can probably be regarded as intimidation.

Fortunately, although Atsushi Nakajima has kindness that is not suitable for the mafia, he is not an ordinary child to some extent.

His movements and demeanor were still awkward, but his eyes looking at Mori Ogai were shining brightly, and he asked eagerly, "Really? Do you think I can help?"

Mori Ogai looked at the child's clean and pure eyes, and felt a little moved when he thought of Dazai who had cheated him time and time again.

This is the subordinate he wants—strong and loyal, who can be trusted by him unconditionally, who can contribute to the construction of a new Yokohama, without spending his mental energy and wits, and without worrying about being ignorantly trapped into a trap one day.

Mori Ogai looked at Atsushi Nakajima with loving eyes, nodded and said, "That's right, I believe Atsushi-kun will be able to help you."

"Great!" Nakajima Atsushi clenched his hands into fists, his small face was as excited as a red apple, and shouted under Mori Ogai's tolerant and kind gaze, "It must be Mr. Dazai! Everything Mr. Dazai said has come true!"

He was indeed so happy that what he said seemed incoherent, but it was enough for Mori Ogai to understand the meaning.

"Wait a minute, Atsu-kun." The smile on the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth did not change, and his tone was as kind as it was two seconds ago, but if you look closely, you can find that his purple-red eyes are a little dazed, as if caught in an indistinguishable confusion. In a dream.

Atsushi Nakajima looked up at the uncle suspiciously.

"The 'Mr. Dazai' you just mentioned, can you tell me carefully?" Mori Ogai asked with a smile.

It turned out to be waiting here, what a surprise, Dazai-kun.

The author has something to say: ①The short poem I read somewhere, the original sentence is not this, but I forgot...

②The Nura-gumi is in Tokyo, and Hanakain, Tsuchimikado, and Hagoromo are all in Kyoto. I seem to have written the Nura-gumi wrong before, but after searching for a long time, I don’t know where it was mentioned, and I can’t change it...

All in all, I have a bad memory.