Social animals don't deserve love

"Pfft...hahahahahahahaha!"

When Mori Ogai came back from the leader, he saw two "girls" sitting head to head at the dinner table eating.

Osamu Dazai was rescued by him from the water, and he has never seen the child with his rice bowl buried in the rice until now.He is like a delicate young master, no matter what he can pick out one, two, three, four, five, if he is not good-looking, he might have been beaten to death outside.

Now the little bastard has a new bandage, the wound has been treated again, wearing a sailor skirt given by someone else, and holding the bowl on his legs without saying a word, it seems that he has been well taken care of and tidied up.

Osamu Dazai: This sister is so fierce with bandages, she is beautiful, and the food is delicious, I like it very much! (Will you be beaten if you forget to delete the brackets?)

"It seems that you get along well, I'm so happy." He walked to the dining table to have a look, and felt that he couldn't fit himself, so he had to find another place to sit by the writing desk.

As soon as Mori Ogai entered, Yada Fubuki put down the bowl containing only a little miso soup, sat up straight and waited for the order.

"Relax, are you full?"

Of course he knew that she lived almost on vitamin pills and candy bars, and he was afraid that he would suddenly enter puberty.

——In PortMafia, a good body is more dangerous than a good face.

"Yes." She lowered her head, and Osamu Dazai, who was chopping rice on the other side, slowed down for a moment, and quickly returned to the original frequency.

"Go to the leader and pull Lan Tang to our side, my little princess."

She immediately straightened her clothes, got up, saluted and walked out, and soon she couldn't even see her back.Osamu Dazai's face buried in the bowl rarely showed a blank expression—it was so similar, living for the sake of living, enduring for the sake of living, with no purpose, no meaning, but still a poor girl who gritted her teeth and wanted to live.

Why do you struggle and refuse to let go? What is there in this corrupt world that is worthy of your nostalgia?

Surviving in an environment where the weak are prey to the strong, no matter whether it is a deep house or a seaside building, the world's persecution of women has never been lessened.

He raised his head pretending to be relaxed, and complained a lot of her bad things in a mess, and Mori Ogai smiled when he heard it: "Dazai-kun, you like Fubuki very much, don't you? Remember to call your sister seriously with honorifics."

The boy darkened his eyes: "I don't like her, a boring woman. I like the type who is tall, big breasts and big ass!"

Dr. Sen: "..."

Then there's no need to talk.

……

Waiting for the notification to be allowed, and walked into the chief's office, Fubuki Yada saw Rantang standing by the door at a glance.The girl walked forward without squinting, and let the old man caress her hair like a precious cat: "Little guy, did you buy something good, are you happy?"

She turned around under his admiring gaze, and the hem of the skirt made ripples across the table: "I bought a new skirt, but the old one smelled of wine and I threw it away."

"Childish." He glanced at the jewel decorations on her ears, then at her empty neck and wrists, and called for guards: "Whoever you want, take my little girl to the private storeroom to choose a set of jewelry. "

When people are old, they always like to dress up the funny little animals under their knees in fancy and lively ways.

Only the new guard at the door moved.

No one else dared to get close to the leader's "woman" at will, and naturally avoided such a thing that was very likely to cause trouble.When the leader allowed Miss Chuuxue to "choose a man", Lantang hadn't been transferred yet, so he didn't know the inner secrets at all.But even if he knew, he might run more diligently based on his romantic nature. Of course, others would be happy to push the hot potato to him.

"Miss Fubuki, please."

The girl bowed her knees and saluted, and the old man waved her to let her go before she dared to back down. Out of everyone's sight, she followed Lan Tang closely like a chick clinging to a hen.

"See you again, Mr. Lan Tang."

Blush appeared on her face, the long-haired man pretended not to know, and led her into the leader's private warehouse after entering the one-time password: "Try slowly."

He was the most gentle and considerate person to the girl. He helped her find a few pieces of jewelry and compared them carefully. After picking out a suitable color and style, he arranged a row of jewelry of the same type for her to choose from.

In the end, Lantang chose a set of colorful special-shaped pearl ornaments for Yada Fubuki. It was not expensive, but it was not cheap either. The precious metal material was very solid and easy to realize.Putting on these things, she rubbed her cheeks, retaining a light red color and flying away like a bird for people to admire.

The man silently looked at her pinched red palm behind her back, and couldn't help raising his hand to touch her chest.

A strange emotion is slowly filling into the hollow chest, maybe it is sympathy, maybe it is pity, maybe it is love, mixed together so that he can't let go no matter what.

She was like a flower about to bloom under the night, being bullied by the night wind to the point of crumbling.

hateful.

Looks like I'll have to visit Dr. Mori in the treatment room...

The next morning, the leader called a group of confidantes for a secret discussion. In such an occasion, the guards should disappear voluntarily. Lan Tang walked to the treatment room under the pretext of having a cold.

He didn't know that as soon as he left, someone laughed and said, "The gringo didn't have a cold, he clearly fell in love with Dr. Sen's adopted daughter."

"If I had such a beautiful daughter, I would have taken it one step further. Lan Tang is daydreaming, can Mori Ogai make his daughter cheap for him?" With a slender wrist, he swallowed: "Damn it, you are so handsome."

If it weren't for Mori Owai who has been protecting her, overtly and secretly, the girl would have fallen to such a point.The more I think about it, the more my blood will rise, I can't bear it anymore, so I can only try to comfort myself to go shopping in Fengsu Street at night, and pick a few things to have fun first.

Lan Tang met a girl outside the treatment room who had been on his mind for several days—this time she wore a doctor's coat over a rigorous and complicated dress, and her purity and compassion diluted the sense of decadence brought about by her mature makeup.

The girl under the sun turned her head and shouted to the room, and a boy with fluffy hair came out in a hurry: "Got it, got it, Mr. Sen, you are so annoying."

Are you new?

The doctor Mori Ogai, the average age of the talents he trains is generally low-he is cultivating his own new forces.

The foreign youth moved his hand in his pocket. This is an opportunity, an opportunity to get rid of mediocrity.

"Ah, Mr. Lan Tang."

Yada Fubuki saw him, lowered her head and inadvertently pulled her hair behind her ears, revealing her slender and white side neck.The young man who was following her opened his eyes slightly, quickly looked away and snorted coldly: "Let's go, it's all uncle, what's there to see, why don't you look at me?"

The blond-haired, blue-eyed, red-dressed girl stuck her tongue out behind the door and made faces at him, and the treatment room looked more like a kindergarten for a moment.

"Here you are." He took out a toffee from his pocket, tore off the wrapping paper and handed it to her. The girl blushed, and gently bit the candy while the little boy stomped angrily behind her: "Thank you." you."

Immediately afterwards, she was pushed away by the boy and took the newcomer to visit the organization.

"Welcome, Lantang-kun, is there something uncomfortable?" Mori Ogai stood behind the young girl in the red dress, welcoming the new collaborator with a smile.

Looking carefully, I don't know why he was biting his teeth, but he was a bit angry, but it was hidden under a sly smile.

"Maybe I have a cold, let's go in and talk?"

"Ahahahaha, I have a cold, that's really terrible, please come in and sit down and talk slowly."

"..."

On the other side, Yada Fubuki took Osamu Dazai around the entire building, including the underground prison and the sunken garden.

The girls under Otsuka have already changed to a new batch, and the only one who remains the same is Ozaki Momiji in red.

"The place that can be visited by people in the building ends here. You can move freely for a while, and return to the treatment room in half an hour." Yada Fubuki nodded to Ozaki Koyo, and let the unpleasant little boy go. Go post with friends.

"You just threw me away like that?" Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it—I'm so cute, you actually chose the uncle and the same sex!

"The next time you come out in a skirt, you can stay. Didn't you see that there are all girls here?"

They're all "commodities" up for grabs, and you want to be a part of them?

Taking advantage of Otsuka not noticing, she pushed him forcefully out of the garden, glanced at the red leaves, turned her head and walked to the wisteria trellis, which was so thick that it could hide people's shadows.

The girl in red came out 10 minutes later. Girls of similar age hid in the flower stand and greeted each other with care, just like two birds crowded on the beam.

"Fubuki... tell you something." Ozaki Koye looked out through the flower branch: "I fell in love with someone!"

"We expressed our hearts to each other, and he said he would take me out of here to see the sun outside!"

The eyes of the girl who hadn’t changed her hairstyle were full of longing for a clear sky and love. Yada Fubuki opened her mouth, swallowed the “cotton” stuck in her throat, and put away the tears welling up under her eyelids: “There is What can I do for you!"

If you can escape, it will be a kind of happiness.

"No. We have already planned it. I can protect him. I mean, as people with supernatural powers, we can definitely escape." She turned sideways and rested her head on her shoulder: "In the future we will stand outside Stand firm, I will find a way to rescue you too."

"Don't give up, you must stay alive, wait for me to come back and save you!"

"it is good……"

In the end, she didn't stop her from persuading her, except that she was full of worries and only offered countless blessings: "My parents left a house in Qingye District after their death. If there is no place to hide, you can consider living in it for a while."

The red leaves hug Fuxue, just like the maple leaves scattered on the snow field when the winter snow first falls.

After leaving, she picked up the squatting black-haired boy in the corridor outside the sunken garden, he was holding his mouth as if he was about to cry: "If you throw me away again, I will go to the roof and jump off! "

"..."

There was a paranoid light in his exposed iris eyes, and the child's possessiveness had nothing to do with love or hate, but was unhappy that his only partner was taken away.

"Oh, then be good." She sighed, and took the clingy little stray cat back to the treatment room.

"If you don't have to, don't stay in PortMafia. Dazai is a smart and beautiful kid. If you want, you can always have a better life than now."

In the unmanned corridor, she uttered a rebellious voice, and the boy's right eye shone brightly: "Why did you stay?"

"Because Mori Ogai is my designated guardian, I have to endure him until I am an adult, otherwise I would have run away long ago, and I have to wait until now."

She explained lightly: "To stay here is to be in hell."