Be Dazai's mother

"Hey, Doctor Mori." Koichiro Uehara greeted Mr. Mori on his own initiative.He seemed quite afraid of each other.But that's not surprising either.Although Mr. Mori laughed at himself that he was robbed of his position by A Zhi, but I also know that if Mr. Mori really lost his position in front of the Hong Kong black leader, then he would not be able to directly bring me here like now.

Being able to let me follow him into Hong Kong Hei with the name of a nurse without any scruples itself represents Mr. Mori's status in Hong Kong Hei at this time.

When a person is sick, the line of defense in his heart is very fragile. It is not difficult to imagine that a person like Mr. Sen will do something to make the other party trust him more when he stays next to the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters to help him see a doctor.

Koichiro Uehara and Andrew turned their attention to me after greeting Mr. Mori, and Andrew asked, "Who is this?"

"My nurse, Ms. Kyoko Sato." Mr. Mori, who was wearing a white coat, introduced me with a gentle smile. He didn't look like he was standing in the feared port mafia, but seemed to be seen everywhere. in a clinic.

I gave a huge smile to the two bastards who took Aji away from me, and shouted, "Hello, I'm Kyoko Sato."

Andrew looked at me several times, touched his chin with stubble, and said with an ambiguous smile: "So Mr. Sen, you like this type?"

Koichiro Uehara glanced at him, and called Andrew restrainingly, but there was no negative expression on his face.

In their eyes, Mori Ogai would bring a nurse out mostly because the nurse was his lover, and this is not a rare thing in the world of the mafia.Rather, it is strange to say that Mori Ogai had an indifferent attitude towards any woman before.

"If I had to say it, I prefer a masculine gentleman like you to Mr. Mori." I said jokingly.

Yes, I like it so much that I wish I could kill you now.

Andrew laughed a few times, and Koichiro Uehara teased Mr. Mori jokingly, saying: "Oh, it seems that the nurse next to Dr. Mori likes us more than you. It's time to show her that you are full of masculinity." side."

Mr. Mori looked a little embarrassed and laughed a few times, scratched his cheek, and muttered complainingly: "Miss Kyoko, please show me some face."

From an angle that the two of them couldn't notice, Mr. Mori turned his head and gave me a look. He seemed to be asking me to save him some face, but he was silently telling me to calm down.

I secretly took a deep breath, clasped my hands, and tried my best to suppress my instinctive trembling.

The pain of Koichiro Uehara stabbing my stomach with a knife surrounds me like a lingering shadow, making my body remember the pain.

At the same time, the pain of being kicked against the wall, strangled by the neck, beaten a few times, and kicked in the face also surged up.

But I can't show pain and shadows in front of them. Rather, I want to show the greatest degree of harmlessness and softness in front of them, so that they can't feel that something is wrong with me.

I gritted my teeth and tried my best to smile.Thanks to the method Oda-kun told me, even if I smile now, there will be no sense of disobedience on my face.

When Mr. Sen finally sent those two away and took me away, he walked forward as if nothing had happened, and asked me in a low voice: "Can you still hold on?"

As Akiko mentioned before, although she healed my wound with supernatural powers, I was still shaking and convulsed and vomited during the coma.

After all, all the things in my body slipped out of the hole in my stomach, and only Akiko possessed the supernatural ability that can steal people from the god of death to pull me back a second before I breathed my last breath.

Obviously the injuries on my body have been healed by Akiko's supernatural power, but my body still keeps recalling the pain at that time, which makes my spirit always in a state of near collapse.

In order not to let my emotions affect the plan, I privately asked Mr. Mori to give me some medicine.

As a doctor, he must have the relevant medicine.

Mr. Sen did give me medicine, but he told me that my pain is not physical but psychological, and I still have to overcome it by myself.

Back to the topic, when Mr. Mori asked me if I could hold on, after parting from Andrew and Koichiro Uehara, I took a breath and said with a smile, "Is it even necessary to say? I can't hold on." You have to grit your teeth too."

Mr. Sen raised his eyebrows and said, "I almost thought you were going to beat those two guys just now."

"If you get beaten up, you won't be able to see Aji, right? I still understand which is more important." I grinned, and said inexplicably: "And if you think I can't help it, Mr. Mori, you can't possibly brought me here."

Mr. Mori nodded with a half-smile, and said: "The leader will probably summon me later, he already knows the existence of 'Kyoko Sato', remember to be prepared."

I nodded, and after wiping the sweat on my forehead with a tissue, I kept cheering myself up in my heart.

Aji...

To be honest, I was scared to death, ever since Mr. Mori took me into the port mafia.

Even if the environment I was originally in was after the war, it is normal to feel scared when I see a black suit with a wooden warehouse in his hand and a murderous mafia all over his body.

From the time I walked into this luxurious yet depressing building, I was in a state of mental tension.The mafia officers with wooden warehouses in their hands hurried past expressionlessly, and there was a bloody smell everywhere they went.

It's not surprising that you are not afraid.I had never been close to Yokohama, and I didn't know what the port mafia represented. However, when I was in the Armed Detective Agency, Mr. Fukuzawa showed me the information of the port mafia and what they had done in recent years. Understand what is behind the word.

Not to mention the gruesome, gory heaviness of stepping into Port Mafia.

But I can't be afraid, as long as I let myself be afraid, then no matter what, I can't go on.

I took a deep breath, stabilized my emotions, looked at Mr. Sen seriously, and said, "I'm ready."

Mr. Mori nodded, and shortly thereafter we were summoned by the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

There will be searchers at intervals from the front to the back, and once they find anything wrong, they will directly take out the wooden warehouse and shoot the other party out of the wooden warehouse.After all, it is the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters who are going to meet, so it is only natural that they are subject to this level of investigation.

Mr. Mori repeated tirelessly as if he was used to it: "I am the leader's doctor Mori, and next to me is my nurse Sato Kyoko."

While being frisked, the inspector also took out a metal detector, and even reached out to touch my face to make sure it was my face, and at the same time took out makeup remover for me to roughly wipe it off, to make sure I didn’t disguise myself .

It can only be said that fortunately Mr. Mori got the cosmetics from somewhere and won't be easily removed... No, maybe the problem is not with the makeup remover.

Seeing the unintentional eye contact between the man who asked me to wipe off the "makeup remover" with Mr. Mori, I lowered my head as if I didn't see anything.

After finally going through the inspection, Mr. Sen stood outside the door and shouted: "Boss, I am Sen."

A man's voice came from inside the door.

I bowed my head respectfully and walked in with Mr. Sen.

"Oh, doctor, is this the nurse you were talking about?" It was the voice of an elderly man, probably the head of the port mafia.

Mr. Mori replied in a respectful voice: "Yes, I have reported to you that I need a nurse to help me do things."

"It looks like a very young girl. I wonder if she was frightened by this place?"

"After all, if I want to see you, the leader, even Ms. Kyoko, who was with me in the army, will inevitably be a little frightened." Mr. Sen sighed helplessly, and said, "Of course, I told her that this This time, leader, you are a little curious about why I suddenly have a nurse by my side, so you want to take a look, and I probably won’t summon her again in the future, or Miss Kyoko will be scared out of her wits.”

The leader smiled a little happily, and said: "After all, doctor, you have never had anyone else around you. At this time, there is a nurse lady, even I will be curious."

"Oh my goodness." Mr. Sen said pleasantly, "I'm really flattered to be cared by the leader so much."

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters trusts Mr. Sen but doubts Mr. Sen. On the one hand, he is not stingy with showing his trust in him in front of others, but on the other hand, he can't help suppressing and reminding him, telling Mr. Sen what he can do now. Everything he owns is bestowed by him, the leader.

I continued to lower my head until the leader of the gangsters in the conversation remembered me and shouted, "Is it Miss Kyoko?"

I raised my head, and finally I was able to see the appearance of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters—as I thought, this is an old man who can be called an old man, although his words showed a kind of gentleness. However, his face has a kind of weakness and the horror and ferocity accumulated over the years due to rage.

I remembered what Mr. Sen had mentioned to me before. Although the leader of Hong Kong gangsters can still speak normally and maintain a certain degree of reason, he has become more and more irritable in recent years due to old age and illness. When I stood in front of him Be sure to lower your head like a dead person and don’t show any expression, lest you accidentally offend the leader of the Hong Kong gangster somewhere and let him send me to die regardless.

This is why it is very risky for me to pretend to be a nurse and follow Mr. Mori this time. First of all, whether I will be recognized is a big problem. Mr. Mori can't completely guarantee that I will never die in front of this tyrant.

After all, Mr. Lian Sen himself followed the gang leader with the feeling that he might die in the next second.

The leader of the Hong Kong gang asked a few words casually as if facing a plaything that could be discarded at any time, and I, who had memorized all the materials and fully integrated into the role of "Kyoko Sato", answered him one by one.

At this moment, a girl's cold voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Boss, I'm Hongye."

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters said: "Come in."

Walking into the room was a beautiful girl with long orange-red hair. She was wearing a kimono that was worth a lot of money. She looked about the same age as Oda-kun. Kind of gloomy, and his figure looks extremely thin.

"Is there something wrong?" the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters asked aloofly, his words were extremely indifferent.

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters doesn't seem to like Hongye very much, but when facing her, he has a completely different attitude towards Mr. Mori.

If the attitude of the Hong Kong black leader when facing Mr. Mori is trust and suspicion, then the attitude when facing Hongye is like a very useful prop that I don't like very much.

Hongye pursed her lips, with a kind of physiological reflex fear, and then said: "The child named Osamu Dazai that you asked me to take care of seems to be sick."

I was startled, and subconsciously looked at Hongye.

Fortunately, neither Hongye nor the Hong Kong black leader cared about my small role, and no one else noticed my unnaturalness except Mr. Mori beside me.

"Why did you suddenly get sick?" The leader of the gangsters still cared about the "secret weapon" he had just obtained, and asked Hongye in surprise.

"After all, he was already injured when he was brought here. He doesn't seem to be in good health. It's not surprising that he would get sick after traveling around with injuries." Hongye said calmly.

Perhaps because he is suffering from illness all the year round, the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong has a rare kindness. He said: "If this is the case, let Dr. Sen go see it."

"I understand." Mr. Mori bowed his head respectfully and replied.

After Mr. Mori chatted with the leader of Hong Kong gangsters for a few more words, the other party asked Hongye to take us to find Azhi.

And I followed Mr. Mori, walking with apprehension.

Walking through the long corridor, passing the Mafia officers patrolling both sides of the corridor, we came to a room.

Just when my heart was pounding nervously, Hongye stopped, she turned around, looked at me expressionlessly, and said, "She stays outside, Dr. Sen, you go in with me."

My heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, and the anticipation and joy that had surged up because I would soon be able to see Azhi also disappeared completely.There was a bitter taste in my mouth.

There is no way, my current identity cannot be trusted by everyone, and it is only natural for me to be shut out because of suspicion.

It's okay, even if there is a door, as long as I can stay with that child, I am happy.

Just when I thought I had to stand here until the two came out, a voice interrupted Hongye.

"Miss Kyoko will go in with me." Mr. Mori said with a smile.

I looked at him in surprise, and Hongye also showed an unhappy expression. She said: "The leader asked me to take care of the child inside. What should I do if something happens? I can't let people who can't be trusted go in."

Mr. Mori said, "It's okay, Mr. Hongye. Ms. Kyoko is someone I trust."

Mr. Mori, who was wearing a white coat, smiled gently and harmlessly, but his words seemed a little tough. He said, "What do you think? Mr. Hongye."

Hongye stared silently at the smiling Mr. Mori for a few seconds, and the two remained strangely silent for a while, as if they were silently confronting each other.

Finally, Momiji looked away first.The orange-red hair was scattered, which made Momiji's face partly in shadow.She said calmly: "If something happens, neither you nor I can escape."

"I didn't want to escape." Mr. Mori said pointedly.

Hongye paused for a moment, didn't speak any more, just nodded and opened the door.

I walked in with Mr. Mori, and as soon as I entered, I saw the thin figure lying on the bed and covered with a quilt.

Aji!

I called out in my heart, feeling a slight heat in my eye sockets, wishing I could rush over and hug him immediately.

But Hongye was still by my side, and there were obvious monitors in this room, so I couldn't expose myself directly.If you run over impulsively, you will only end up in a tragic end.

So I can only stand behind Mr. Sen as a dead person, as if everything has nothing to do with me.

Mr. Mori glanced at me and said, "It looks like Dazai-kun has a fever, Ms. Kyoko, please take a thermometer to measure his temperature first."

I nodded, took out the thermometer from the medical kit, and walked towards the bed. Every step made me feel top-heavy like walking on clouds.

Looking at the familiar figure lying on the bed, I squatted down with a short distance between him and him.

"Are you okay?" I lowered my eyes and asked calmly, and said with a very cold expression: "I am Sato Kyoko, Dr. Mori's nurse, and I will help Dazai-kun take your temperature next time, I hope you can get up."

Obviously I wanted to grab Aji's hand so much, hug him tightly, and ask him gently if there is any discomfort.But I can only pretend to be a stranger like now and talk to him indifferently, not to mention hugging, even looking at him very coldly.

—I can't do anything.

Azhi, who looked a little weak because of his illness, raised his head. He looked at me straight, as if he was a little dazed with fever and failed to regain his sanity.

After a while, he showed a shy smile, looked at me with strange eyes and said, "Well, I see, Miss Kyoko."