Group Pet Career in Yokohama

A long and deep dark staircase that spreads to more than ten meters underground, as long as the crossing pole of the ferry messenger of the Hell River Styx.

Osamu Dazai walked down the stairs.

Transparent and misty mist seeps in from the cracks in the stone walls.Even though it was quiet at the moment, the air seemed to replace the time to remember the wailing that kept echoing in my ears.

Below the stairs are the jails and torture chambers of the Port Mafia.

All kinds of torture instruments are readily available, the passages are intricate, and radio wave jammers and pinhole cameras are secretly installed at every corner to prevent any possible emergencies.

The reason why it was set up in the basement: First, it is more secretive, to prevent the accomplices of the captured person from coming to rescue, and it is easy to get lost when entering here for the first time, and can only be caught without a fight.The second is that it is more convenient to deal with bloodstains and corpses here than on the ground.

——Many people come in alive from this step, but few people can get out alive from here.

Countless long-term despair and resentment have stained the already damp and gloomy stone wall into a darker color, and it can absorb light, shining with a ghostly color.

In the penultimate room at the end of the corridor, the thick door was slightly opened, and a soft warm yellow light was projected from the gap in the door.

This is a temporary pharmacy.

Sometimes Mori Ogai will configure some dangerous things here, or use it to sell the turnover economy, or use it to "entertain" guests from afar.

Osamu Dazai pushed open the heavy and cold door.

"Where's Hill Sauce?" Mori Ogai carefully dripped the reagent into the beaker, carefully observed the changes in the beaker, and asked without raising his head.

"Fall asleep on the couch in the office."

"Ah, it must be a sweet dream? Maybe I'm in the dream?" He said with a smile.

Dazai didn't answer.

"Then, why did Dazai-kun come here to look for me?" Mori Ogai put down the utensil in his hand, and restrained all expressions.

"Could it be that you want to stop me?" He suddenly said a sentence that was confusing and confusing.

But Osamu Dazai knew what he was referring to.

"Mr. Mori is trying to trap Hill in the port of Mafia, right?" Osamu Dazai didn't answer directly, his expression made people unable to read the connotation.

"Sill, who has lost all his memories, is like a pure white sheet of paper that can be scribbled on at will. Most people will definitely think so, so let's do it."

"so what?"

"Well, Mr. Sen, you are very cautious. You didn't do anything out of the ordinary to make her completely smeared with your color. Instead, you pretended to be a nice gentleman during the busy business break, so that Hill gradually got used to your existence. ...Honey cannon-bomb?"

The emotions in Mori Owai's body began to fluctuate gradually, but on the surface he remained calm and let him continue.

"Through getting to know and slowly guide her character and values ​​through daily getting along, you found that she has no clear boundaries between good and evil, so you revealed the identity of the leader of the port mafia, and by the way, tested Hill's range of abilities."

"Next, you will reveal your love for Hill in a vague way, so as to draw out the fangs lurking under the water. Even if she is in a dangerous situation, her supernatural ability is very useful, isn't it?"

Osamu Dazai's attitude is as easy as peeling off a daily necessities packaging bag.

"What Mr. Mori has to do in the future is to test Hill's bottom line bit by bit, find out her supernatural powers, and let her cater to you step by step while catering to her. Let her learn about the world while learning about her. Lost a foothold in the world other than the port of Mafia."

"Of course, it would be even better if I can replace my special position in Hill's heart."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was as calm as the surface of a lake below freezing point.

"It's really a step-by-step plan, Mr. Mori. By the time Little Butterfly finds the silk thread wrapped around her, she will have been imprisoned in the comfort zone you carefully arranged, right?" Osamu Dazai said sarcastically.

"At that time——she will either tear her flesh and blood, and lose the ability to fly from now on. Or...you can only continue to wander and sink in the dream you gave me, don't you think so?"

"Well, so?" Mori Ogai looked at him and asked with an unclear expression: "Do you want to stop me? Dazai-kun."

Even if Osamu Dazai's analysis is correct, he doesn't think it makes any sense, because it is an established fact.

"It's not." Dazai Osamu suddenly changed his offensive, and his tone became brisk and no longer tense, "Because I am also very interested in Xiao Xie."

His tone was brisk, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Mori Ogai observed the boy silently, as if he wanted to get to know him anew, as if he was in the operating room, and wanted to dissect him from head to toe.

"And Mr. Sen, you miscalculated."

"How to say?"

"Hill is not as boring as you think. She actually saw you clearly when you were tempting. Your hidden true face, your purpose... She knows everything."

"So, Hill-chan knows what I want to do in her heart, but she still gets along with me as usual. Is she trying to numb my nerves and escape from my control when her wings are full... Or, she doesn't care My use of her..."

Don't care...is it possible?

"It's the second type." Osamu Dazai raised the corner of his mouth slightly as if recalling something happy.

"Hill is a casual child. As long as the desire to explore arises, he will be infinitely tolerant. He can easily see through a person's essence, dissociate from the world, but can intervene in the secular world and control the 'boundary' ’ in and out. Such an amazing kid.”

He opened his iris eyes happily, like a child who has discovered an interesting toy.

"Dazai-kun who said these words, can I understand that you want to help me?" Mori Ogai stared at him, as if he was watching some kind of intractable disease.

"Yes."

Mori Ogai frowned, Dazai Osamu made him unpredictable.He is obviously not a temporary tool that can be used and discarded as he thought in the past.

——his nightmarish insight and sharp thinking, icy cleverness, rarely preceded even in a place as brutal as the Mafia.

Mori Ogai couldn't help but reflect on whether he had chosen the wrong "optimal solution".

"why?"

"Actually, I've become a little interested in the work of the mafia. It's not enough in this society where corpses and violence are avoided. Only by diving into the dark can we understand death more clearly, and thus understand the truth of being alive."

Osamu Dazai suddenly recovered his indifferent expression, as if he was dissecting something, "Yin and Yang, positive and negative, all things complement each other, so life and death are the basic options that make up all life."

"And... I want to observe Xiao Xie more closely, to observe her—is it the lack of memory that makes her so unique, or is it just her soul?"

If she, who regained her memory, leaves..., then she will sink into eternal darkness with herself.

"...so I'll help you keep her in the port mafia."

Dazai Osamu's eyes jumped out of the limitation of space, and looked towards a more emptiness. Hill, this girl who somewhat resembles him, is closer to the surface of the world than he is, if he knows her better...

——If I get to know her better, maybe I can touch the meaning of living.

"Then how to do it? How to 'keep' Hill by my side?" The specialness of Hill revealed by Osamu Dazai made Mori Ogai have no way to deal with her for the time being.

There is no doubt that Hill's ability is very important to Mori Ogai and the port mafia.So how to subtly make Hill belong to him and the port mafia forever?

After all, the most stable thing is to treat the port Mafia as a special existence...to stay voluntarily.

Perhaps cooperating with Mr. Dazai is the best choice at present, and the value displayed by Mr. Dazai is much greater than what he thought before.

"You don't need to do anything for the time being, because Hill-chan is a nostalgic person. Or when Hill-chan senses your thoughts but doesn't point out to refuse, you have already completed the first step."

That's right, Hill is still just an immature child, greedy for the different pleasures brought to her by different people, and tolerant of each other while asking for it.

"I see."

Mori Ogai sighed helplessly, "Then Dazai-kun, the second secret operation has begun?"

"Happy cooperation, Mr. Mori."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes happily, and his dark kite pupils shone with broken light.

The warm yellow lights flickering overhead.