How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

In the port, the night wind blows, bringing a strong smell of blood.

The sea water near the shore was even stained with a thin red, and it looked even darker against the night.

There were piled corpses on the shore, and the sound of gunfire was endless.

Osamu Dazai squatted on the huge container, his kite-colored eyes quietly staring at everything that happened in front of him.

None of the bullets flying around hit such a conspicuous target.

True body strokes.

Osamu Dazai suddenly stretched out his hand to press the receiver next to his ear, and waited until the noise on the other side disappeared, before he spoke, his voice indifferent.

"mission completed."

As his voice fell, the firepower confrontation officially ended.

All the members of the Port Mafia put down their guns in an orderly manner, and silently bowed their heads to Osamu Dazai.

Leave a dead body on the opposite side.

"This kind of task should be thrown to the little dwarf. I don't need to go there myself."

Osamu Dazai said this to Mori Ogai on the receiver side, and what he said was a complaint against Chuya Nakahara.

Mori Ogai chuckled, and replied, "Didn't Dazai-kun push all the military tasks and even some paperwork to Chuya-kun?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, confessing what he had done.

"The dwarf should have a good understanding of the workload of the port mafia. He obviously joined halfway, but he didn't start as a newcomer. It's disgusting."

Mori Ogai over there seems to have sighed, with a helpless tone: "When Nakaya-kun realizes, I'm afraid he will chase you and fight again?"

"So what, the little dwarf is a violent madman if he says that he will use force if he can't handle people."

Osamu Dazai let out a sneer, and added another sentence in a mocking tone: "Besides, how can a slug's brain react?"

Hearing this, Mori Ogai shook his head, ordered tomorrow's task and ended the voice call.

He was sitting at the desk, with his hands folded to support his chin, and there was a faint smile in his purple eyes.

The diamonds have been polished even brighter.

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Fuxin Yano turned his head to one side, and heard the sound of someone approaching the room.

The footsteps were soft, humming a song that was out of tune, and it sounded inexplicably cheerful.

It's Osamu Dazai.

He walked into his room, and when he saw no one in the living room, he shifted his gaze to the bedroom with the door ajar.

He closed the door and locked it, and walked towards the bedroom with a smile, with a faint light in his iris eyes.

"Yano-chan~"

Osamu Dazai's tone was joyful, and he made a sticky sound.

Fushin Yano looked at Dazai Osamu who pushed the door and came in, his gray-blue eyes were reflected in his eyes.

She sat quietly on the bed, tilted her head and looked at him, her long and slender hair slid down and spread on the bed sheet, soft and slender.

Osamu Dazai closed the bedroom door with his backhand, and threw the black coat on the hanger beside him in disgust.

Then, he rushed to the bed and buried his head in the quilt.

Because the bed was not very soft, Fushin Yano, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was not shocked by him, her gaze fell on Osamu Dazai lightly, without speaking.

At the moment when he saw Osamu Dazai, Fushin Yano thought of many things, such as the dark aura that the leader Zai never deliberately showed in front of her but did not hide.

She thought about it, but there was actually no need to ask Osamu Dazai about his role in stirring up the chaos in Yokohama.

This matter was well concealed, and no relevant personnel were involved. No one would find out what she and Osamu Dazai did in the barking dog back then.

Well, even if things were exposed, she wouldn't really let Osamu Dazai leave him alone just because he tricked her.

Fushin Yano blinked, staring at Osamu Dazai who buried his head in the quilt.

Sensing the faint smell of blood and gunpowder smoke from Osamu Dazai's body, she immediately knew that Osamu Dazai had just experienced a weapon fight.

"are you tired?"

Fuxin Yano's voice was very soft.

Osamu Dazai turned his head away from the quilt, his fluffy brown hair pressed against his deformed cheek, and his tone was brisk.

"No, Yano~"

"Oh."

Fuxin Yano replied with one word.

Osamu Dazai was stunned, puffed up his face, looked at Fushin Yano with wide-opened iris-colored eyes, and complained in a tone of voice: "Is it so cold?"

On his still immature face, there was a bit of tenderness and pity.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, has Yano forgotten that we lived together for a while?"

Osamu Dazai, who was so good at acting, almost took a small handkerchief and complained about Fushin Yano's scumbag behavior.

Fengxin Yano: ...there are too many slots and no mouths.

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"...don't make trouble."

She slapped Osamu Dazai's head lightly with a serious look.

"what--"

Osamu Dazai elongated his voice, and took Fushin Yano's hand that was smeared on his head carelessly, with affectionate eyes in his kite-colored eyes.

"Yano is very important to me~"

The voice is sweet and soft.

Fengxin Yaye thought blankly: This Dazai Osamu is probably broken, so shameless that even the leader Zai is willing to bow down.

She was silent, her eyes empty.

Osamu Dazai even followed her hand, half leaning and half leaning on her arm.

"Take care of me, your kitten needs some love~"

As he spoke, he rubbed Fuxin Yano with his head, revealing his fair and delicate face and round eyes.

... just a little out of character.

Fengxin Yano looked indifferent, and his brain crashed.

Why is Dazai Osamu like this, is someone teaching him bad...?So the port mafia is indeed a big dye vat...

But why didn't the leader Zai crooked like this?

She hesitated, and tried to pull her arm, but she didn't use much strength, so she didn't pull it out, and even Osamu Dazai was dragged a little by her.

Fuxin Yano's eyes lost their highlights, and she felt that she was bearing a weight that she shouldn't bear at her age.

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"...I was going to ask you about the barking dog."

After a long silence, Fushin Yano spoke about the purpose of coming to find Osamu Dazai tonight.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, showing a cute look, without too many surprises.

It seems that he already knew that Fengxin Yaye would come to him because of this matter, but he would not be angry because of it.

"what about now?"

His voice was soft, with a faint smile.

Fushin Yano paused, raised his other hand and patted Osamu Dazai's fluffy hair.

"I don't want to ask now."

There was not much emotion in her gray-blue eyes, and she slightly pursed the corners of her lips: "It doesn't matter whether you do this kind of temptation or not."

And won't really let him go.

The temptation refers to the fact that Osamu Dazai promoted the outbreak of the leader's struggle, which in turn would lead trouble to Fushin Yano.

Osamu Dazai, who was pointed out for his tempting behavior, did not fluctuate at all, and his face was still smiling, as if a ray of light had shone into his empty heart.

He has already understood the bottom line of Fengxin Yaye - as long as he is not dead, he can do whatever he wants.

Yay, thinking about it this way, I'm really jealous of that important person in Yano's heart.

Unfortunately, he is dead.

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth raised two points, with a little inexplicable excitement.

That's a magical feeling that NTR other people have.

He plunged into Fuxin Yano's arms and rubbed vigorously, his curly hair was messy.

Fengxin Yano:? ? ?

She reached out to push Dazai Osamu, and easily pushed Dazai's head away.

Osamu Dazai maintained the movement of being pushed, and blinked his eyes in a daze. He secretly exerted force but found that he was still motionless.

His expression froze, and he gradually became aggrieved, his kite-colored eyes shone with moist light, and he launched a soft light attack.

Fushin Yano had nothing to do with Dazai, but he still refused.

Osamu Dazai saw that this move was not going to work, and fell straight on the bed like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

Without giving up, he sneakily stretched out a hand, and hooked Fushin Yano's little finger with his little finger.

Silently watching Dazai's little finger hooked on his hand, he moved slightly.

Fengxin Yano: ...