Social animals don't deserve love

Facing Osamu Dazai who snatched the milk tea, Ango Sakaguchi didn't know how to react for a while.

It's just... just... Even normal people wouldn't do this, right!

You have to argue with him, you can tell by looking at his face that this is just a child, don't bother with him...Combined with this guy's provocative eyes and expression, it's hard to make your stomach hurt with anger.

"Mr. Dazai is interested in drinks that girls like?"

If you don't fight back, you will be looked down upon. The young man who has never been easy to bully inside makes sharp complaints.Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids, and took a deep look at him with a look that seemed to be both nostalgic and disgusting: "No, I just suspect your motive of deliberately approaching the leader's confidential secretary."

He circled around him, and Zhongyuan Zhong, who was holding the milk tea and was about to open it, almost smashed the drink in his hand on the ground: "What! This?"

The orange-haired boy suddenly turned his head and stared at Ango Sakaguchi: "You bastard... which department!"

Being watched closely by these two people at the same time, there are not many people in the whole country who are not nervous.

He clenched his fists and tried to calm himself down: "I have been working in the reference room since I was transferred to the headquarters."

"A purely civilian job?" Zhongyuan Zhong didn't look down on civilian jobs, but in the world of PortMafia, strength represents the right to speak.But strength is not something that can be known and respected if you hide it in your arms. Civilian positions often have no chance to show it, and it is inevitable that they will be misunderstood from the beginning.

Moreover, Ango Sakaguchi's strength... really cannot be reflected in the direction of the battle.

The boy thought: You are a weak chicken, and you still want to please our PortMafia boss?

"I don't need to explain my position to you." When it comes to talking, no one in this building can compete with him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a nail that was neither soft nor hard, but he unexpectedly had a good impression of this glasses that dared to hate him.However, it is related to the leader and relatives, and the matter cannot be left alone.

"Don't bring her such cheap things next time, no! You are not allowed to pester Sister Chuuxue from now on, do you hear me!"

He looked up and compared the height difference between the two in his heart, feeling a little uncomfortable—did all these people eat yeast?

Hate!

Faced with such a childish declaration, Ango Sakaguchi had to wonder whether he was standing at the gate of a certain middle school or in the PortMafia headquarters building... The tense atmosphere before was suddenly punctured, what tension, what crisis, everything Nothing left.

"Cough cough, Mr. Nakahara, Mr. Dazai, I'm off to work. Mr. Nakahara, please bring the drink to Fubuki. She set out to search for Mr. Osa before she had time to eat at noon. It won't be good for her health in the long run."

The reliable adult coughed to divert the embarrassment, left a word of advice and planned to take the stairs to the mezzanine, but was stopped by Osamu Dazai: "You are very interesting."

"Don't listen to my orders?"

He took a few steps away: "Ango Sakaguchi, an actuary."

"An actuary who is willing to stay in PortMafia has to make me wonder where you come from." The black-haired boy said softly in an almost whispering voice, and then raised his eyebrows with an intriguing smile: "Newcomer Jun, don’t you know? Ms. Fubuki is the spoils I won from Rimbaud, the supernatural being.”

"Is this provoking me?"

The young man's pupils tightened, and he seemed to understand the explanation of the hidden whispers and references around the girl: "What did you say?"

unacceptable!Mori Ogai is too much!How could he treat her like this!

Osamu Dazai sneered: "What did I say? You don't seem to know much about the classification in PortMafia, or did you not do enough homework?"

"I can't help it. Who made me so enthusiastic and kind? Let me take some time today to bring along our newcomer. Come on, Fuxue has agreed to my secondment to you just now."

He didn't need to lie. In fact, Ango Sakaguchi, who had done enough homework, knew he couldn't refuse, so he bowed his head and responded, "Yes, Mr. Dazai!"

The black-haired boy took out his cell phone, flipped on it, quickly dialed a few numbers, and said to the opposite side: "I'll give you 5 minutes, I want to see everyone in the square."

It was said to be 5 minutes, but in fact it was less than 3 minutes, and the guerrillas tremblingly gathered in the square in front of the building to stand by.

Osamu Dazai casually pointed a few people into groups, and told them the location: "You can play whatever you want, in short, it's just finding faults, and if you don't find enough for three hours, your wages will be deducted."

"I can't expect you to do any creative work anyway, PortMafia's old line should be able to do it? I won't resign early and get out!"

The order was issued vaguely, without saying what the purpose of the move was, and he drove away the subordinates who were in the clouds like flying flies, and he turned his attention to Ango Sakaguchi again: "Your supernatural ability is related to intelligence? "

"It's your turn, Elite."

It is hard not to have negative associations with the gradually rising tone and malicious tone.Especially the word "elite" that was emphasized at the end, Ango Sakaguchi missed a slap in the chest and almost lost his composure.

—Did he see something?

When the two sides were trying to stalemate, the cell phone in Osamu Dazai's pocket rang.

"Hello? Oh!" He curled his lips, unceremoniously hung up the phone and raised his hand to "poke" another person out of thin air: "Boss is urging the progress of work, tsk."

Usually, she never interferes with the assigned missions, but this time Fubuki Yada called specifically for a domestic undercover agent to emphasize that he should not play people to death. It seems that this good friend who has been separated from countless parallel worlds is really interesting.

His admiration and dislike for Ango Sakaguchi are entirely derived from the emotions he has fed back through the "book" with other entities.To be able to make him say "Get out before I change my mind" after being exposed as an undercover agent, and then he really didn't die... It can be seen that countless people have similar complicated feelings for this person.

There are not many people in the world who can understand him, Oda Sakunosuke is one, and Sakaguchi Ango is another.The completely opposite positions at the beginning are destined to be a tragedy. Even if there is no incident of Oda Sakunosuke's death in the line of duty, this kind of friendship that should not exist may not last long.

In all fairness, he always appreciates those who insist on something in their hearts and are willing to take action on it day after day.It is precisely because I do not have the ability to bravely face a boring life that I am full of respect for other people who can.

Having said that, after thinking so much, he still hasn't made up his mind on what to do with this "good friend"...

Alas, trouble.

Let's settle the current chaos in Yokohama first.

Fortunately, Odasaku in this world is already safe.

The guerrillas were dispatched, and the vacation was kept without knowing it. Nakahara Nakaya took the elevator to the chief's office with the milk tea stuffed by Osamu Dazai.

The delivery of milk tea was just a matter of convenience, mainly to report what I saw and heard during my previous business trip.

Fubuki Yada was in the office at the moment, Nakahara Nakaya notified and opened the door to enter the market. She just hung up her phone and threw it on the small coffee table next to the sofa.

"Sister Chuuxue, a guy asked me to bring this up, and said you didn't have time at noon..."

He paused before he finished speaking, "Mori Ogai" was still sitting on the leader's throne and working overtime diligently, the girl who controlled him was holding a small bento box and stuffing the smallest croquette into her mouth :"Um?"

"Aren't you going to be hungry all the time from noon to now?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't believe it when he approached the sofa and put the milk tea in front of her: "Are you stupid? Just call someone..."

He paused mid-sentence.She would not do this, firstly because of distrust, and secondly—most of the people who are qualified to enter and leave the chief's office are members of the quasi-cadre level or above, and use these people at will?

"Call me next time." The orange-haired boy leaned over to look at the bento box held by her baby in a rough voice: "Who made this?"

She pointed to the cup of milk tea, and Zhong Yuanzhong puffed up his cheeks: "The glasses, there is something wrong with their origin, do you dare to eat what he brought?"

"Well, the infiltrating investigator sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division is a person with supernatural abilities. According to the investigation results from Hongye, it is possible to see what happened before through contact. Chu also thinks it is appropriate to give him a cadre position. , or as a separate leader directly under it?"

People will definitely not return it. I can only say that the position and salary are higher for the sake of the government.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Are you so confident?

"What if he defected in the future?" He uttered this sentence from his throat after holding back for a long time.Regarding such things as betrayal, the former King of Sheep, who had been stabbed in the stomach by his companion, said he wanted to say something.

Yada Fubuki was eating Tamagoyaki, blinked after swallowing the food: "Then catch it back and put it in a cage, you can only run if you have feet, and you won't run if you don't have feet."

"He came to provoke me on his own initiative. If you don't want to get hurt, you can just hide away from the beginning? I gave him a chance."

The girl's pale cheeks were stained with a thin layer of red because she was indoors all year round: "Don't worry, I'm very patient." She raised her head to look at the boy who stayed where she was, and smiled like a spring cherry blossom: "Dare to cheat!" Leader of PortMafia, shouldn't this be something that should have been mentally prepared long ago."

"This way, this is very dangerous, Sister Chuuxue!" He approached her, bent down and leaned on her shoulder, and hugged her shoulder tightly: "We will never leave you, and we will never let you be surrounded by loneliness again. If This building binds you, and you can leave PortMafia... I can protect you!"

"...I'm sorry." The black malice leaked out was immediately taken back by her and disappeared without a trace: "Sorry, I will try my best to control it."

I am willing to stay in the endless night of the port, restrain the beasts to watch the long night, and protect the city of Yokohama—if someone is also willing to stay with me.