[Wen Ye] Do caged birds dream of butterflies?

Make you feel a little annoying.With PortMafia firmly occupying the absolute dominance of the Yokohama underworld, Mori Ogai's temper has become more and more volatile. Now, as PortMafia's nominal supreme adviser and the only dictator in essence, he can make orders overnight Bloodbath in Yokohama.Under such circumstances, it is only a matter of time before the fragile alliance between you is torn apart.

No, "Alliance" shouldn't be used, you are just a pawn called the caged bird to him, he rules the actors in the PortMafia script.

"So I always feel that Dr. Sen is going to kill me."

"What the hell are you thinking?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who was across from the tea table, gave you a sideways glance, and sneered at your worries, "At most, he asked you to write a letter of appointment and pass it on to him. Anyway, no one knows you. Just continue to support your identity, as long as you are obedient, Hongkong and black can't afford to support you?"

"I think I'm spending money?" You tilted your head. Over the years, your collection of books has increased. It used to be like a study room in a library, but recently it has piled up like a database.

Zhong Yuanzhong was even more disdainful, "Just your few books? Together they are not as good as my bottle of wine."

"Really?" You blinked.

"It's more real than real gold." He rolled his eyes, leaned forward, and rubbed your head with his hands, "Don't talk about Mr. Sen, I can afford you. Really, you are too old I'm free, thinking about something messy at a young age."

"Zhong Ye is only 1 year older than me!"

"That's also older than you."

"Not as tall as me!"

"I think you really want to die." His cobalt blue eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous expression.The posture is full, but there is no murderous look, just like a lazy lion.

It was quite a perfunctory threat.You can't help but laugh.Reaching out to take his hands off his head, he apologized obediently with his hands clasped in sincerity.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"It's good if you know, if you learn mackerel again, I will beat you." He withdrew his hand, his ears were slightly red.

You smiled even more happily, "Chuya can't."

"Then I'll beat that mackerel."

"Eh... no!" You made a dissatisfied voice, and Nakahara Chuya also laughed.He has always liked to tease you like this in recent years, and his deep laughter sounds very pleasant.

You burst out laughing.

When we first met, the young man who stared at you like a knife with wary eyes is as clear in my memory as yesterday, but before you know it, you are already in a relationship where you won’t get angry even if you joke about each other’s landmines.Thanks to Sen Ogai's "correction", he completely regarded you as a younger sister who needs to be taken care of, and you naturally followed the trend, changed your name and started calling him Chuya, and your words also brought out something that a younger sister should have. Lively and playful.

You are not good at acting, but fortunately, this "setting" is not difficult. With Chuya Nakahara's true feelings revealed, you have continued to act year after year.

However, "Nakaya really hasn't changed at all."

"...Besides, the height really turns against you!"

"I didn't mean that." After you finished speaking, you asked him with a smile and remained silent.A lot of times it's purely a good thing.There is no need to deliberately break the "trust" of others.

What's more, through the trials of the past few years, you already know how strong Nakahara Chuya's trust in Mori Ogai is.He really hasn't changed at all, even though he has been polished from a "King of Sheep" who focuses on self-protection to an aggressive sharp knife full of gunpowder smoke and blood, his eyes are still firm and bright.

Especially after the [Dragon Head War], he and Osamu Dazai became known as "Double Blacks".As one of the first contributors to virtually ending the war, although he was not as good as Dazai Osamu, who became the youngest official in PortMafia's history, he was quickly promoted to the position of an associate officer.After witnessing with his own eyes that PortMafia quickly gathered the remaining forces of other organizations after the [Dragon Head War], completed the unification of the Yokohama underworld in one fell swoop, and ended the chaotic era of the Yokohama night, he was even more convinced that he made the right choice.

——【Dragon Head War】It was the underworld war that happened 2 years ago.Known as the 88 days in which the Yokohama Underworld produced the largest number of dead in history.Taking the 5000 billion inheritance left by a person with supernatural powers as an opportunity, all organizations in the entire Yokohama underworld were swept into a bloody turmoil.The overseas organization "strain", PortMafia's old rivals "Takase Association" and "GSS", the arms merchant association "Yin Blade", the former religious organization "Holy Sky Tin Staff", and the smuggling group "KK Chamber of Commerce" were all destroyed in the war.It is said that after the Rush, the streets were full of hell scenes, and the corpses were piled up to the point that it was too late to deal with them.The government was even more frightened and dared not set foot in Yokohama at all.

In the words of Mr. Dazai, this is a carnival of blood bred by hatred, retribution and suspicion.The mastermind behind the scenes is Shibuzawa Tatsuhiko, known as the White Kirin.

——Well, that is Ryuhiko Shibuzawa who wrote "Xuzhou" and won the Izumi Kyoka Literature Award.

But as a caged bird that was moved to a safe house and protected in the early days of the war, none of this has anything to do with you.What you know most about this war is the endless paperwork—because there are so many dead, even your errand runner Oda Sakunosuke was seconded to collect the corpses, and because of your speed reading ability, you were also asked by Mori Ogai In order to help review various death records.

As for what the conspiracy of Bai Qilin Shibuzawa Ryuhiko is, and how Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya defeated him to end the war, you don't know anything about the "truth".

But you don't care too much. For Mori Ogai, filtering out information that you don't want to know is a basic operation.

In short, after the dust settled, PortMafia, which had preserved its strength to the maximum extent under the command of Mori Ogai, became the only winner in this battle.Because of this, Zhongyuan Zhong also strengthened his own ideas.

PortMafia led by Mori Ogai can make the land of Yokohama better-Chuya Nakahara's actions seem to say so, and his every move reflects his loyalty and trust to Mori Ogai.

But, you think, he didn't realize that, in fact, that was the result of his choosing to side with Mori Ogai.He is the ghost card that gave Mori Ogai such confidence.For this reason, Mori Ogai has done a lot of work in order to better use and protect this ghost card in places that are not visible in the Central Plains.You know some, guess some, but you believe that Mori Ogai will only do more than you expected.

Because this is a very scary man.The more you get to know Mori Ogai in the past few years, the more you admire his calculations and scheming.If it weren't for the fact that one day they would part ways, you would even have thought of writing a book about this man. His strategies are so deep and clever that they are completely worthy of publishing a book and biographies for politicians all over the world to learn from.

—Of course, the last sentence was just a joke.

You stuffed Nakahara Nakaya with a few books and sent him out of the reception room door as usual, and didn't return to the study until watching him walk into the elevator.As the door was about to close behind you, you heard a moment of unsteady breathing.It's the new replacement guard, a man whose name you don't even know.You turned around and smiled at him just as the door was about to close.

Afterwards, he was brought into a slightly cool embrace that smelled like gunpowder smoke.

The shoulders and waist are firmly encircled, the young man's pointed chin rests on your shoulders, the fluffy black hair rubs against your cheeks, and the light breath brushes against your ears, it's hot, there is a A little itchy.

His knuckles on your waist are slender and pale, with a thin layer of gun calluses on his fingers, and a thick bandage wraps around his wrist where the black suit cuffs are exposed.

"Mr. Dazai, you're awake." You smiled and bent your eyes, letting Osamu Dazai, who was a head taller than you, hold you in his arms like a doll.

"I didn't sleep." He rubbed against your neck like a big coquettish cat.The voice was as clear and bright as when he was a teenager, and when it softened, it was extremely pleasant, but it always carried a certain alienation that was as clear as the morning light.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?" You asked, putting your hand on his. "Have you been busy all night yesterday? When you came in the morning, you had dark circles under your eyes."

"Because Xiao Fujiang is not here, I can't sleep." He said the sweet words without distraction, and then changed the subject, "What did you and the slug talk about?"

You laughed, "Don't you know everything?"

"Ah, yes. I forgot." So he smiled too—or rather, the corners of his lips curled up without a smile.Holding your hand behind his back, he pulled you around half a circle like dancing a waltz, you didn't even notice how he moved, and the butterfly hair ornament on his head held him in his hand.He threw the hair accessory with the bug on the sofa, then reached out and took off the monitor earphones in his ears, and threw them on the ground.

"I'm going to step on it again later." You bent down to pick it up, but he pulled it up.

"Let it go." Osamu Dazai pulled you to sit on the sofa, let you sit on his lap, and then hugged you from behind like a cat, and hooked your long hair with his fingers.

You obediently leaned against his chest, quietly listening to his steady heartbeat coming through the black suit.

"Little Tomie."

"Ok?"

"I'm a little sleepy." You felt something touched your head, and then his hand gently covered your eyes, "Don't move."

"Okay." You closed your mouth