I became the leader of Hong Kong black

After growing up, little Dazai was still that little clingy person. He skillfully took out a handkerchief from my jacket pocket and pressed it on his eyes, then buried his head in my arms.

The young man leaning against my arms twitched slightly, but he never looked up. No matter how I comforted him, he refused to look up at me.

While comforting him gently, I also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It is really getting harder and harder to coax the child as he grows up.

At the moment when I caught this grown up Osamu Dazai, the sadness and death in his eyes really surprised me.

When he was in a coma, it wasn't that I didn't worry that the little Dazai would be difficult to deal with when he grew up, and that he would feel that he didn't need to listen to me when he grew up.

Fortunately, it is only for outsiders, even if Dazai grows up in front of outsiders, he is majestic, but to me Dazai will always be a warm and lovely boy.

It took a long time for the young man with reddish eyes to emerge from my arms. After seeing the whole picture clearly, I realized that not only the corners of his eyes were red, but also his cheeks had some color.

Noticing my gaze, he shyly avoided my gaze.

After the barrier erected by the young man was broken by me, although he was still grieving what happened in the future.

But I do know that he is very happy to see me.

Now, his iris-colored eyes are brewing with a light like sweet mead.

"I've wasted your time." The young man who was still receiving nutrient solution intravenously said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Sen, let me help you with the documents."

"It's okay, you are more important than the document." I pushed him back on the bed with a little effort: "Lie down, you are still a patient now,"

I just declared my dignity as a father to him, but now he doesn't call me Dad but I don't have any objection to the fact that he calls me Mr. Sen, after all, he is already taller than me.

Just looking at his face, he is even bigger than me with the mature temperament of a leader...

This is all because he is too self-willed and does not pay attention to maintenance. I must supervise him well in the future.

"I can't die from this injury." The young man who was pressed on the bed by me replied indifferently: "It's not like I can't move my hands."

So, can you continue to work if you can move your hands and think about things?The little Dazai who grew up was really hardworking, which shocked me.

After meeting my gaze, he moved his iris-colored eyes a little guilty: "Anyway, I'm bored lying here, and processing files is also a kind of rest and relaxation."

Seeing that there was only shock and no anger in my eyes, the young man turned over and got closer to me, and looked at me full of grievances with his talking iris eyes: "Mr. Sen, I'm really bored lying here, I want to be bored dead..."

"Telling you to take a good rest turned out to be abusing you." I scratched his nose helplessly: "Little Dazai, the older you get, the more disobedient you become."

"Mr. Sen." The young man put his arms around my waist, buried his head in my chest and acted coquettishly: "Anyway, I have grown up, please let me help you!"

Feeling that such a big dog is swaying back and forth, I will be pushed under the bed by him, I helplessly hold him down: "Okay, ok, slow down your movements, don't be careful when you are wobbling around. Break the sutures of the wound."

"Oh." The young man stopped obediently, found a comfortable position and leaned against me, then nodded, his kite-colored eyes were full of seriousness: "I will work hard."

It seems that this big clingy spirit is not going to let me go to the desk. I have no choice but to control the vine and bring him a pen and some documents.

Borrowing a desk made of vines, the young man took a file and a pen to read it and quickly wrote down the instructions.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… The way he corrected the documents was so casual that I thought he was joking.

So, from the files I was going to deal with, I deliberately picked out a few tricky ones for him.It's the same, the young man made a reply almost without thinking too much.

I took a look at the file again and found that he did a good job, even better than me.

The little Dazai at work has almost completely lost the childishness of his youth. It is my youth who have suffered so much to grow into the perfect appearance he is now.

Serious, smart, excellent, hardworking and willing to work with a big picture, he is really my perfect successor.

If it wasn't for his being too weak, I could really consider handing over the position of leader directly.

Although I feel very sad for his growth, and regret that I was not around when he grew up, but now I am really happy.

The work efficiency of such a little Dazai is also really fast. If Butaizai is Dazai's plus, this is Dazai's pro professional perfection, which is really easy to use.

The little Dazai who has grown up will be too angelic in the future!

The existence of such a little Dazai made me wonder, didn't he want to commit suicide but came to me specially after hearing my request for help from the tool man?

With the help of Dazai Pro, I can process files ten times faster.

Later, after processing the files in hand, Dazai Pro even helped me read the files I had processed before.

He picked out many files that I didn't find any problems and threw them on the ground. I picked them up and looked at him strangely.

There was some disgust in the young kite-colored eyes, and he drew a circle on a few numbers with a pen: "Mr. Sen, don't be fooled by them, these are moths in the organization. It's really useless to be the former leader. The moths that made so many corpses are inside."

I froze for a moment and looked at these documents again, making false reports or raising prices. These things are impossible in my clan, so I didn't expect them to do this.

For these reimbursement materials, I didn't count the data, just to see that the amount for reimbursement purposes is almost passed directly, I didn't expect there to be such tricks.

Little Dazai Pro, who can find this point at once, is really amazing, I looked at him with some admiration.

"There are really a lot of moths." The young man didn't notice my eyes. After he flipped through a few more reimbursement forms, his iris-colored eyes were full of killing intent, and he complained with some annoyance: "Mr. Kill them all, okay?"

I don't care about the traitor's life or death, so I didn't reply and just stared intently at the charming little Dazai.

Without my reply, the young man looked up and saw my adoring eyes.

After we looked at each other for a while, his face gradually turned red and he turned away from looking at me.

After a while, the young man said to me when he had nothing to say: "My subordinates, Akutagawa-kun and Yin are still in the slums, and Atsushi should be in the orphanage now. I'll bring them back someday."

Then he frowned again and sighed softly: "Forget it, they are only ten years old, so they are useless at all."

After thinking about it, he smiled: "However, Mr. Mori will like them. They are all obedient puppies and kittens like Mr. Chuya, and they are just the age that Mr. Mori likes now."

At this moment, I realized that the child who could act like a baby and compete for favor had really grown up.

He actually worried about his father's loneliness and found new siblings for him!

He is so obedient, yet he is not worried about falling out of favor at all. I reached out and patted his head and sighed: "My little Dazai has really grown up."

However, such a mature little Dazai also has a childish side. After finding out that I have been called Little Dazai, he protested: "Since I think I have grown up, Mr. Mori don't call me that."

The young man looked at me and said seriously. After he finished speaking, he stood up deliberately and made a gesture of height between us.

This brat, I quickly helped him hold the nutrient bottle.

The young man stretched out his hand indifferently, indicating the height difference between us.

Needless to say, I have long since discovered that the skinny little Zaizai with only a handful of bones is as tall as Wu Jingzai, and they are all six centimeters taller than me.

Comparing our heights, the leader Jae said with a smile: "Although I was only 18cm shorter than Mr. Sen when I was 174 years old, but now, 4 years after Mr. Sen left, I have grown taller."

There was a slight smile in the young man's kite-colored eyes: "At that time, I was extremely distressed. I had to drink milk with Zhongya every morning and evening, and I felt like throwing up."

If I hadn't pulled him, he would have turned around in a circle to express the joy in his heart.

I also got a new piece of information from his words. It turns out that I handed over the organization to Dazai when he was an adult, and he went to find his way home.

This is not beyond my expectation, it is indeed something I can do.

I was curious about another thing. Thinking of the big orange-haired cat who came back from the future and worried about his height, I smiled and looked at him and asked, "Is it true that Nakaya-kun hasn't grown taller?"

"Why does Mr. Sen pay attention to the height of that dark dwarf." The young man with iris eyes leaned on my arms and complained, "I should be Mr. Sen's favorite person."

As he spoke, he grabbed my hand and played with it, as if refusing to continue communicating.

I was not in a hurry, so I let go of the pen and let his fingers intersect with mine. In addition to his size, his fingers also became longer.

Seeing that I stopped asking, the young man with iris-colored eyes said with a satisfied smile: "I have successfully grown taller, but the little man has always remained at 160cm. It is so pitiful."

After finishing talking about Mr. Chuya, the young man shook my hand: "Okay, I've already told you about the little man, Mr. Mori, come quickly and give me a new name, I want to have the same surname as Mr. Mori. "

Although I was shaken by him for a long time, I subconsciously refused: "It's better not to have my last name, I'm used to calling you Dazai-kun."

However, after all, there are two little Dazai here now, and I need to make a distinction.

I secretly called him Dazai Pro in my heart. It is better not to let him know. I watched him humbly ask for advice: "I will give you a code name like Wuzhen-kun and Heishi-kun in the future?"

"Code name?" The young man pointed to the red scarf around his neck, and looked at me with a smile: "It's fine if you don't have Mr. Mori's surname, or you can call me the leader."

I looked at him amusedly, but didn't mean to object to him, and said, "So you are my heir, my leader, Zaizai?"

The young man frowned, and stared at me with a bit of annoyance in his kite-colored eyes: "It's either the leader, the brat, or the leader, Zai."

Chief Zai?I looked at the young man on the opposite side and tentatively called out: "You are Dazai Osamu, my leader Zai?"

The anger on the young man's face disappeared, he held my hand a little tighter, and looked at me with some piety in his kite-colored eyes: "You are Sen, my leader Sen."

Hey, I am the leader Sen, and he is the leader Zai. I always feel that it is a bit weird to call him this way.