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After Osamu Dazai woke up the next day, the two got along as usual.

As if the question from last night had never been raised before, both Shenliushou and Osamu Dazai dismissed it from their minds in a tacit understanding.

At this time, Shenliu Xiang was sitting on the sofa staring at the wooden door closed by Dazai in a daze, then he sighed slightly and picked up the haori that Dazai had left on the sofa and put it back on his body.

Dazai... probably already guessed something... A smart kid like Dazai may have suddenly realized some information when he was put to sleep by himself who didn't answer his question …

Shenliu Xiang was thinking so while gently smoothing the wrinkled weaving tail.

He felt guilty because of this, because he took advantage of Osamu Dazai.

And because of guilt, he separated those powers to Osamu Dazai, and he acquiesced in Osamu Dazai's various behaviors.

At this moment, Shen Liuxiang felt like a hypocrite, a scumbag.

Shen Liuxiang closed his eyes forbearance, then leaned his back on the back of the sofa, raised his head slightly and frowned.

Sorry... Dazai.

Shen Liuxiang slowly opened his eyes, and the strangely colored eyes were filled with a strangely brilliant streamer.

It's just... now he doesn't even seem qualified to say an apology.

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The days passed day by day as usual, and neither Dazai Osamu nor Shinryu Shonaka pierced the fragile illusion between them.

No one seemed to care about this little episode, and then, the performers of the city finally began to stage the scene of the first act——

The luxuriously decorated room is cold and dark, but the extremely dazzling bright moon above the black sky outside the window exudes a deserted light, wisps of white moonlight caresses the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the room, as if the glass of the window glass makes the transparent The incoming moonlight became gorgeous and phantom.

The ghostly light painted half of the room, while the old man lying on the custom-made big bed shrouded in the shadow of the other side was staring wide-eyed, staring at the ceiling above where he was muttering.

The body entangled by the disease became emaciated in a short period of time, as if a human skeleton had only a shriveled layer of skin hanging on it.

The pair of eyes inlaid in the eye sockets couldn't stop trembling slightly because of the excitement of the owner, and the flesh around the eyes had already sunken, so most of the eyes were exposed to the air.

After the ghostly phantom from the side of the window was reflected in those eyes, it looked even more frightening.

"Kill them, kill them all, kill, kill them..." The old man's sunken and dry lips kept closing, and a hoarse voice ripped out of his throat.

At this moment, a man with black mid-length hair was standing respectfully beside the bed.

With his back against the light, those purple-red eyes, which were too gorgeous under the shadows, shone with coquettish pupils, and an undercurrent surged at the bottom of them.

This man was obviously Mori Ogai who existed in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang as the leader's personal doctor. He looked at the leader on the bed in silence for a while, and then said: "Boss, you are embarrassing me like this." , Hong Kong gangsters can no longer make enemies.”

"Kill them, kill them, kill them..." The old man on the bed kept moaning as if he didn't listen to Mori Ogai's words.

Mori Owai's eyes flickered slightly, then he stretched out his hand, the silver-white scalpel was sandwiched between two fingers, and then the silvery white was slowly pressed against the old man's neck, Mori Owai curled his lips and immediately Said: "As you order, Chief."

Silver light flickered.

"Puff————" The sound of skin and flesh splitting was heard crisply, and blood splashed on the head of the bed and the wall, and the dazzling red swaths were smudged, and some of them were drawn down along the wall. Thread of blood.

The sound of blood dripping on the floor was very loud in this extremely quiet room at the moment.

Mori Ogai withdrew the hand holding the scalpel that had harvested the life of a superior just now and was stained with blood without changing his expression.

Then he straightened up and said: "The leader passed away due to illness, and left a last word that I will be the heir of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, and you are the witness of this handover ceremony."

These words announced the change of ownership of the powerful Hong Kong gangsters in Yokohama, and at the same time put his "house number" on another person in this room.

Standing behind Mori Ogai, Osamu Dazai was expressionless and unmoved, and was staring at Mori Ogai in front of him with those deep black eyes.

And outside the window, the moonlight seemed brighter.

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The change of ownership of the gangsters in Hong Kong has been widely publicized, like a stone being thrown into the big water of Yokohama——

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

In an instant, all forces were shocked and suspicious.

It is a blessing that the tyrannical old leader died, but it is said that the new Hong Kong black leader's former position is only a leader's personal doctor.

Such a life experience can't help but make people sigh, and some people can't help but have some guesses.

But the biggest disturbance caused by this incident was within Hong Kong and black.

Some cadres with high power and some powerful Hong Kong black members naturally do not believe that the leader will pass on the position of leader to a doctor before he dies.

The truth hidden behind this change of owner is by no means a simple matter. The "rumors" about "the new leader who was the former personal doctor assassinated the former leader and replaced him" were spread wantonly on certain channels.

Moreover, let alone whether that guess is true or not, it is just a question of whether the newly appointed leader has the ability to match him. It is natural to be a personal doctor who can become the former leader's confidant, but if he wants to rule the entire Hong Kong But Hei needs more than this "carefulness".

For a time, the upper and lower levels of Hong Kong and black were discussing.

During Mori Ogai's tenure, there were naturally many powerful opponents, and they also took the opportunity to provoke the hostile forces in Hong Kong and black.

To solve "internal and external troubles", but also to establish prestige.

As the newly appointed leader of Hong Kong gangsters, Mori Ogai was busy working 24 hours a day during this period.

Not only are there a large number of documents that need to be reviewed, but there are also "gong fights" with those people one after another, as well as various pressures and troubles from the outside world...

Mori Ogai felt that he was going to be bald, he felt that he was about to be "drained".

Ah, no, he has "not a drop".

Mori Ogai: (with a tired smile jpg.)

At the moment, in the back room of the clinic, Mori Ogai was sitting at the desk writing hard, while Dazai Osamu was concentrating on preparing the medicine in his hand in front of the bookshelf.

At this time, Shenliu Xiang was standing at another table next to Mori Ogai, pouring the water in the kettle in his hand into the cup containing the tea leaves, and wisps of white smoke floated out from the mouth of the cup. Immediately spread out in the air.

Shen Liuxiang put down the kettle in his hand, and then looked at the emerald leaf roots that were stirred up by the water and floated and rotated on the surface of the water. At this moment, he heard Mori Ogai's sigh.

"Hey..." Mori Ogai sat at the table and kept writing in his hands. He looked at the table next to him, which was all about the reforms and urgently needed subsidies in Hong Kong and black. The file feels like a skull.

He kept writing with one hand, and he couldn't help but sighed slightly while holding his forehead with the other hand.

"Do you want to help?" Shen Liuxiang asked immediately after seeing Mori Ogai's appearance, and at the same time picked up the teacup and put it on the corner of Mori Ogai's table.

Looking at Mori Ogai's extremely tired look, he couldn't help but sigh.

After Mori Ogai took over the position of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, all kinds of troubles came one after another. He had to work at the desk for more than ten hours or even all night every day. He not only had to deal with piles of boring documents, but also "" Interpersonal interactions".

Shenliu Xiang was very worried about Mori Ogai's mental state. He remembered that the other party had been sleeping for a long time and only slept for a few hours a day.

Although he really wanted to help, but he didn't know much about clerical work, and he had always used force to solve everything, so he could only help to suppress those internal and external forces that were about to move.

Mori Ogai shook his head after hearing what Shenliu said, and then said: "No, no need, Your Excellency Shenliu has already lightened a lot of burden for me today, I will do these by myself." After speaking, he once again sighed.

The existence of Shenliuxiang has indeed helped Mori Ogai a lot, at least those forces will not attack suddenly when he is tired, and the slightly emerging ideas of some organizations and internal forces in Hong Kong and Hong Kong have also been given by Shenliuxiang. Cut it off mercilessly.

It has to be said that Mori Ogai is much more relaxed with the powerful combat power of Kamiryusho here.

Shenliu Xiang slightly lowered his eyes to look at Mori Ogai, then gently stretched out his hand to caress Mori Ogai's shoulder, sending a trace of "Qi" from the palm of his hand to Mori Ogai's body.

Mori Ogai, who was unprepared for Shenliu Xiang, let the other party put his hand on his shoulder, and he immediately felt a "warm current" transmitted into his body, and then spread all over his body.

Mori Ogai felt his tired body relax a lot, he turned his head and thanked Shen Ruxiang who was standing beside him: "Thank you, Your Excellency Shen Ru."

He was able to survive such a high-intensity work in the past few days, thanks to the help of Shenliuxiang's strength.

Shen Liuxiang shook his head, then turned around and went to the table with the teapot to pour himself a cup of tea.

He looked at the emerald green tea that was rippling in circles and remained silent.

Because this event is the first performance of the "performers", as an "outsider", Shen Liuxiang can't be the same as last time——

Borrow the power of books to rectify Hong Kong and black, while repairing the outside world, put Mori Ogai firmly into the position of leader.

What he can do now is the maximum thing within the scope of his ability.

"Ah cut!" At this moment, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in front of the bookshelf, suddenly sneezed.

Shenliu Xiang turned his gaze to Osamu Dazai who was rubbing his nose with his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Osamu Dazai sniffed and replied, "It's fine."

It's a thick nasal sound.

Seeing Dazai Osamu's appearance, Shen Liuxiang frowned, and then guessed: "Did you catch a cold last night?"

In the recent period of time, because of the suppression of various forces, Shen Liuxiang would not return to the room on the top floor of Ganghei on certain nights, so he left Haori in the room, and Dazai Ji, however, would go to sleep on the sofa in the room with Haori on his pillow every night.

Sometimes when Shen Liuxiang returned to the room in the middle of the night, he would see the little boy with only the black coat he usually wore half hidden on his body.

It is not possible to sleep without a quilt at night in Yokohama this season. Osamu Dazai is prone to catch a cold when he sleeps like this. He must have caught a cold recently.

Thinking of this, Shenliu Xiang sighed helplessly.

At this time, Mori Ogai's complaints intervened in the conversation between the two: "Hey, I have no connections and no money. If this continues, the subordinates can only be reduced to cutting with the enemy with kitchen knives." The situation is over, what should I do—”

The troubled words made Shen Liuxiang a little confused.

What?Is it true that Hong Kong gangsters are so poor now? ? ? ? ?

Shen Liuxiang was very puzzled,

Shenliu Xiang was shocked.

This is black in his cognition.help.The organization is completely different...

Just when Shenliuxiang was thinking this way, Osamu Dazai lowered his head and continued the movement in his hands.

The glass rod held in the hand skillfully tilted the liquid in the beaker at a perfect angle, and the crisp sound of the transparent liquid hitting each other with the glass rod and the beaker wall sounded very rhythmically.

Osamu Dazai pouted and said quietly: "Without money and contacts, he has no prestige in the organization now. Mr. Mori, you are thinking 'beep—'eat—"

Mori Ogai remained silent, and automatically omitted the "shielded" noun.

"Hey..." Mori Ogai put down his pen, then twisted his body slightly, and the swivel chair under him turned around together, facing the two people who were standing behind him just now. Said, "So what should I do... eh? Dazai-kun, what are you doing?"

Mori Ogai stopped abruptly before finishing his previous sentence, and then changed the subject.

At this moment, his attention was attracted by the transparent liquid in the beaker that Dazai Osamu was stirring with all his heart, and then he asked suspiciously.

"Ah, I mixed the two bottles of medicine on the top shelf of your cabinet." Osamu Dazai replied without raising his head.

Shen Liuxiang at the side looked at the glass of liquid in Osamu Dazai's hand and remained silent.

After listening to Dazai Ogai's words, Mori Ogai sighed exhausted again and said, "Dazai-kun...it will be very troublesome if you die like this, you are the only witness People..." At this point, Mori Ogai suddenly regretted why he didn't call Shenliu Xiang together on the day he "committed the crime".

That would be much better than the current situation where this suicidal maniac is the only witness.

Mori Ogai leaned on his forehead, then opened the desk drawer and took out a piece of paper inside, then picked it up and hung it in the air facing Osamu Dazai.

That is the oracle of silver.

Dazai Osamu's eyes flashed a dark light quickly, he looked at the paper with a calm expression: "This is it?"

Mori Ogai smiled, and then threw out his "heavy weight" and said: "The task for Dazai-kun, um... If you can complete it, I will assign you a task that can sleep peacefully and die." medicine."

Before Dazai Osamu was so excited after hearing these words, Shen Ruxiang, who had been standing silently by the side, couldn't help but move the fingers of the hand hanging by his side slightly after hearing these words.

No one noticed this little trick.

Osamu Dazai, who was firmly suppressed by this "heavy weight", immediately leaned over and asked, "What is it?"

"Recently someone saw the figure of the ancestors on Radium Bowl Street."

The figure of the ancestors...

Shen Liuxiang and Dazai Osamu were both taken aback when they heard this.

"Oh, this is really... the huge pit left during the war? It's a very chaotic area." Osamu Dazai sighed slightly.

Osamu Dazai of Rahaba Street has certainly heard of him.

Mori Ogai nodded and then said: "Well, yes, of course the dead cannot be resurrected, so I will trouble Dazai-kun to investigate, but there seems to be an organization composed of a group of minors... "

"It's a sheep." Dazai Osamu answered very quickly, then put down the things in his hand, walked outside Morio, and took the silver oracle.

After receiving the oracle of silver, Osamu Dazai glanced at the signature on the lower right corner - Ogai Hou, looked away and said: "I know, then I'll go first, don't forget your promise, Mr Sen."

While speaking, the little boy opened the door and left without looking back. The corner of the black coat he was wearing spun beautifully in the air and then disappeared outside the door.

Mori Ogai looked at the back of Osamu Dazai leaving and smiled, then turned his head to look at Kamiru Sho who was standing there wondering what to write, and said, "Your Majesty Kamiru, why don't you go with me too?"

"Ah." Only then did Shen Liuxiang come back to his senses, he frowned and responded immediately, "Well, then I'll go."

Then he also went to the door and opened it. Just as Shen Liuxiang was about to step out of the room, he suddenly thought of something and looked back at Mori Ogai, with a few strands of brown hair flying in the air.

There was a touch of concern in those strange eyes: "The temperature of the tea should be drinkable, remember to take a rest." After saying that, Shen Liuxiang turned and left.

Mori Ogai, who was left alone on the swivel chair, was a little stunned. After a while, he smiled softly. The laughter was very loud in the room at the moment, and his voice was hoarse: "I see, thanks Your concern."

At some point, the little girl Alice with big golden wavy hair ran out, and the little girl ran up to Mori Ogai's side and stood beside him, then looked at him puffed up with her hands on her waist, The lake-blue jeweled eyes were clear and slightly angry.

She looked at Mori Owai Xingshi and asked, "Stupid Rintaro! Why didn't you let me out!" After the big bastard Lin Taro knew the mysterious power in Shenliu Xiang, she rarely appeared in Shenliu. In front of Xiang.

Alice looked at a certain idiot Rintaro with a sad face, staring at him with lake blue eyes, blaming the idiot Rintaro for not letting her out to meet God Rusho.

Mori Ogai looked at the little girl's angry look, then stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the little girl's fluffy head in a funny way, and said: "Alice... I really like your Excellency Shenliu, yes Bar?"

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Osamu Dazai walked down the stairs slowly while holding the small red book with "Complete Suicide Manual" on the cover in one hand.

And Guangjin Liulang, who was acting as a bodyguard behind him, also came, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the young man who was standing in front of him.

It is such a 15-year-old boy who is a witness of the handover ceremony and is also a young boy who is favored by the leader. He must have an unusual talent in him, so that he is so reused.

This is really...Youth is promising...

Guangjin Liulang sighed slightly in his heart.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was standing on the steps and looking around curiously.

It was a novelty for him to look at the houses built in the huge deep pit one after another, but he didn't seem to investigate the target at all.

Just at this moment, a gust of violent wind howled, the sound of the air piercing was heard instantly, and a red light rushed towards Osamu Dazai from one side at an extremely fast speed.

Dazai widened his eyes slightly.

"Too...!" Guangjin Liulang, who was standing behind him, was caught off guard by this change and shouted with his eyes widened slightly, but before he finished speaking, he was stunned by the scenery in front of him. in place.

I saw that red light suddenly stopped when it was only a little distance away from Osamu Dazai, and then an afterimage flashed behind the red light, as if it blocked the red light.

The orange phantom blends with the red light.

In the next second, the creators of the red light and the afterimage both appeared——

I saw an orange-haired boy in a sweater and a hood being gently embraced by a tall man with both hands passed under his arms.

The man's off-white feathers fluttered gently under the sun, and the spots of light dotted on it were very dazzling. His long brown-blond hair was tied behind his head and danced slightly in the air.

His side face was extremely handsome, and that pure orange pupil was looking straight at the boy who was clamped by his hands.

At this moment, being restrained by Shen Liuxiang, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the touch from under his arms, and was completely stunned.

Standing in front of the two of them, Osamu Dazai regained his expressionless face after the momentary surprise just now. He looked up at the stunned look of the orange-haired boy who was restrained by Shen Ruxiang in mid-air, and suddenly felt a little disgusted.

Hmph, promising... I think he was lying in Shenliuxiang's arms as soon as we met.

Osamu Dazai looked at Nakahara Chuya with contempt, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thoughts at the moment.

The author has something to say:

There is a problem with chapter v... I am so angry now...

Patch: Big brother never killed anyone at will, only that one time, the purpose was related to Akutagawa [spoiler involved], didn't you find out that the boss asked big brother to kill and big brother refused?

感谢在2020-05-2023：47：51～2020-05-2223：57：31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xingyingxing 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Chitose cool;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!