I became the leader of the port Mafia

After Oda Sakunosuke lived in Hong Kong for almost two months, the mimic finally arrived long overdue.

If it hadn't been confirmed from Dazai that such an organization existed, Oda Sakunosuke would have thought that the leader was fooling him.

But this command itself is very strange.

Since it has been known for a long time that there will be such a vicious organization in Yokohama, why not defeat it earlier?

Isn't it the best way to nip the danger in the cradle?

Although there are all kinds of doubts in his heart, based on the leader's order, Oda Sakunosuke can only passively accept it.

......

"Dazai, are you going to make a plan to kill Andre this time?"

I asked the question tentatively. In order to find the truth, I prepared for a long time, and temporarily dismissed Sakunosuke Oda.

Then it was a moment of heart-to-heart conversation between the two of us alone.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai agreed briskly.

"It's so straightforward to agree, it doesn't look like Dazai-kun."

During this time, Osamu Dazai was so abnormal that even I wondered if he had been lowered.

"Hey Dazai, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"No."

In view of Osamu Dazai's lack of oil and salt, I had no choice but to take the most direct way and hit a straight ball.

"Seeing Dazai-kun so obedient, I am really relieved, after all, Dazai-kun's ability has grown to a level comparable to mine, even as the leader, I am extremely afraid of Dazai-kun. "

"Huh? As Mr. Mori, who assassinated the leader of the previous generation, is he finally starting to fear that he will repeat the same mistakes?"

Osamu Dazai was a little surprised that Mr. Mori would directly say that he was afraid of someone, especially if this person was his student and subordinate.

You know, at that time almost two years ago, Mr. Mori was still mocking Osamu Dazai's cranky thoughts all day long, and he was quite confident that he would not be pulled down by anyone.

"Yeah, recently I have been repeating the nightmare that you secretly designed my death and forged my last words to usurp the leader. The country that has been built so hard is just handed over to others, which makes me a little unhappy Woolen cloth."

Osamu Dazai's expression moved slightly, and he listened to me carefully.

"As the saying goes, you think about it every day and dream at night, and you often have a dream. No matter how confident you are, I can't help but admit that I'm really afraid of Mr. Dazai."

"Mr. Sau...does Mr. Mori think I will usurp the throne?" Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, with extremely dark emotions brewing inside.

Dream?

What a coincidence.

"Well, if Osamu Dazai is still as yin and yang as before, maybe I really think so, but the existence of Oda-kun makes me look at Dazai-kun with admiration."

"Dazai-kun, you, too, are alone."

For Dazai Osamu, I gave a very high evaluation. In Yokohama, many people think that Dazai Osamu is not a human being, but a devil and monster that should not exist in the world.

Putting away the dark emotions in his eyes, Dazai Osamu covered his chest with a hurt expression on his face: "Has Mr. Mori never seen me as a human being?"

"Of course, after all, human beings live in groups." What I said was well-founded, "But Mr. Dazai seems to have been staying away from the group, resisting to integrate into the group, floating in the world like a ghost."

"Besides, doesn't Dazai-kun define himself in the same way?" I asked in my soul.

"How do you know?" Osamu Dazai asked, tilting his head.

"If supernatural abilities are the manifestation of a person's soul, wouldn't your disqualification in the world be a good interpretation of the definition of yourself in your heart?"

Some inner monologues that belonged exclusively to Osamu Dazai's "No Place in the World" were torn apart bloody by me.

"I have lost my qualifications to be a human being."

"I'm sorry to be human."

"A life full of shame."

"A coward is afraid of even happiness."

"Although I want to be an ordinary person, the society has always regarded you as a monster."

"..."

The expression on Osamu Dazai's face became more and more weird. Some thoughts deep in my heart were expressed one by one. I.

"To shut up!"

The purple-red square pupils were stained with black ink, and after the smearing, they were very similar to Dazai Osamu's indifferent and ruthless kite-colored pupils in the past.

I seemed to enjoy the joy of cutting open Osamu Dazai's heart, and forcibly digging out his cotton-like soft heart from the hard chest cavity that is full of sharp thorns and poison, and I whispered softly for this laugh it out.

"Hahaha......"

Osamu Dazai wiped off the fine beads of sweat that had covered his face at some point, blinked his eyelashes wet with sweat, and there was rarely a look of fear in his eyes.

Dazai Osamu would not even be afraid of death, but under Mr. Mori's words, there was a feeling of extreme fear.

This fear comes from the weak heart exposed by the scalpel cut open by words.

The secret that he had been holding tightly to and never told anyone was so mercilessly exposed to Mr. Sen.

Should it be Mr. Mori?The means of manipulating people's hearts are beyond the reach of even him.

Those words were like confessing to Osamu Dazai from the perspective of God.

Osamu Dazai was defeated, and his voice was unhappy, "Mr. Mori, if you have any questions, just ask."

If this was a war, then Osamu Dazai threw away his helmet and armor, wiped out his entire army, and surrendered voluntarily.

As a winner, I will not be polite.

"Tell me, do you have memories of Oda Sakunosuke's death?"

Osamu Dazai's expression froze instantly, and it took him a long time before he made a sound.

"Is it that...obvious?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

I rolled my eyes, Dazai Osamu's behavior in the past two months is like a drowning man trying to grab a piece of driftwood beside him, and the appearance of struggling to grab Oda Sakunosuke can be seen at a glance.

"Will Oda Sakunosuke die?"

Osamu Dazai answered me in disguise.

"I don't know." I said blankly, "I don't have the ability to predict."

"But some people want Oda Sakuno to help him die, and those people are very powerful. The world is a game in their eyes, and we are all NPCs in their eyes."

One of Osamu Dazai's heart contracted suddenly, the pain was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, his lung lobes seemed to be squeezed by someone, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

How can I get out of the predicament?

"Does Mr. Mori have a plan?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"The plan is to start with the high difficulty first, well, this is a little bit of fun for me."

In fact, I am a person who likes challenges.

If not, how could I have picked the character with the highest star in the first glance? Even if I was really confused at the time, it must have followed my inner choice.

"The most difficult attempt is to protect Oda Sakunosuke?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, Dazai-kun." After failing two weeks in a row, I didn't have much confidence in success even in the third week. I naturally defined saving Oda Sakunosuke as the most difficult attempt.

"How about a less difficult one?" Osamu Dazai was a little curious.

"Hhh... Dazai-kun, guess what." I said meaningfully.

Osamu Dazai tried to use Mr. Mori's model to calculate, and came up with a diametrically opposite answer - destruction is easier than protection.

"Is Mr. Mori planning to kill someone?"

"Killing people is also a good way." I looked at Dazai Osamu with admiration, and didn't refute his guess.

If you can't escape from the control of the gods, you can only destroy the amusement park carefully maintained by the gods.