Self-cultivation of fake wine

Aleister welcomes the herbal salt to work as a coolie on his territory.

"What kind of work does Mr. Kubaben want to do?"

"Ability to magnify."

"It's really good. But recently, there is an intention to build a high-tech style school island. Are you interested in participating in the design?"

"If you don't go out."

"Of course, you can solve all problems online." Aleister didn't ask whether the herbal salt was a long-term or a short-term laborer—a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and there is no lover here. Of course, he can use it as soon as he can. , do not expect the other party to be permanent.

--Ding.

Herb Salt took out her mobile phone, and saw an email with detailed address, research institute address, Academy City researcher ID card... and other information.

"Thank you."

At this time, you don't ask anything, you don't discuss any conditions, but it's the best choice to build a good impression.

Herb Salt boarded the bus to the research institute according to Academy City's navigation.

After getting in the car, he skipped all the missed calls from Chuya, calmed down and sent a text message to Mori Ogai.

[I came to Academy City to relax, Boss, if you need any information, please contact me online. 】

After the text message was sent, Herbal Salt looked at the street scene outside Academy City and was silent for a while, then clicked on various emails from Chuya, full of anger and careful inquiries.

[It's outrageous, me. 】

No matter how strong love is, it is often fragile.

That's why he was afraid of any accident that would break the relationship, and he was always careful, reminding himself to love each other more.

He is just dazzled by jealousy now, but if he really gives up, it will be hopelessly stupid.

But, can't he be jealous?Can't you want to monopolize the other party?

If people really become able to easily compromise and give up their own nature for anyone else...

If you are not the most important one, if you really want to give up yourself in the relationship and become a prisoner of the other party...

So one day in the future, will I give up and continue to love each other for some reason... and then I will never be able to love each other again.

People who can even give up on themselves, what else can't give up?

……

Because people who even give up on themselves are no longer worthy of having everything.

Compromise is the easiest thing.

Just kill the jealousy in your heart.

The first is jealousy.

And after that?

Can unsolvable problems be solved by killing one's own nature?

Unsolvable problems... just solve it by suicide?

Herb Salt edited two text messages with a blank face, and pressed the send button.

[I hate Osamu Dazai and Double Black. 】

[I participated in some project research in Academy City, and the return date is uncertain, just send me an email if you need information. 】

He doesn't want to hear Zhong Ye's voice now.

Because he would think...that was the voice of Chuya, one of the two blacks.

Rather than their own Zhongye.

The whole world remembers that the name [Double Black] belongs to Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara.

But everyone will only think that "Herbal Salt is also in love with Zhongyuan".

fall in love……

If you can talk, you can share.

Even if they only got together for three years and separated for four years, they will still be firmly remembered [Double Black], a combination that is tightly bound. It is completely incomparable.

Herb Salt sent another text message to Mori Ogai.

[Do you want Shuanghei to return to your command, BOSS? 】

Mori Ogai's text message was sent after Herbal Salt got off the car.

[Compared to these, Chuya-kun is already crying out of anger, huh? 】

The herbal salt softened for a moment.

That is the habit of doting helplessly on the Central Plains.

[As long as Chuya is still in the port mafia, I can always be at your disposal.So tell me, do you want Double Black back under your command, Boss? PS: The answer to this question is time-limited. 】

-

Osamu Dazai, whose kidneys were ruptured due to the addition of herbal salt, woke up the next day.

Not only did he fail to get the information on the organization that offered the reward to Atsushi Nakajima, but he was also met by Mori Ogai in person when he was dying of pain.

"Did Dazai-kun come back to be a cadre?"

Mori Ogai stood with his hands behind his back, his words were sincere, and his attitude towards the captives was super nice.

If it wasn't for Osamu Dazai who was still handcuffed, he would have been a corporal.

But Osamu Dazai can only get the worst result from countless possibilities deduced from the starting point of interests.

"If I say no, is Mr. Mori planning to let me die here?"

Mori Ogai smiled calmly.

"How could it be? Dazai-kun is an excellent talent. Whether as a member of the mafia or a detective agency, death is Yokohama's loss. However, I sincerely hope that you can come back."

This is game.

Although Mori Ogai said that he would not take his life, his goal is to have him come back in the end.

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on Chuya Nakahara, who was following Mori Ogai.

It's completely different from the overly lively appearance when we met yesterday. At this time, Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to have lost the most important person, gloomy and dull, without brilliance.

"Before that..." Osamu Dazai thumped in his heart, his uneasiness magnified infinitely, "The watchdog next to Chuya... No, what happened to Mr. Kusamoto?"

Dazai changed his words - because he had roughly guessed something from the look in his eyes that really planned to kill him.

"Is this related to the topic between us?" Mori Ogai smiled, "Mr. Caoben is an important talent in Hong Kong and Hei. His whereabouts are naturally confidential and cannot be disclosed to outsiders."

Dazai took a slow, deep breath.

"Mr. Mori, you shouldn't have asked me back—that man wouldn't want to see me."

"Dazai-kun, I told you four years ago that I am the leader of the organization and also a slave of the organization." Mori Ogai still smiled coldly, "As long as Chuya is here, he will not leave the organization. Herb Salt is a card that can be used anywhere, and the card called [Double Black] is only one of you."

Zhong didn't know what his mood was at the moment.

No matter how many text messages or phone calls you sent yesterday, nothing came of it. Only a few inquiries about information received accurate and detailed email replies.

He said he hates Osamu Dazai and Shuanghei...

Before coming here, Chu also didn't know the purpose of Chief Mori.He thought the leader was here to execute Dazai or make a deal with the detective agency with Dazai, but he didn't expect that it was to lure him back.

Osamu Dazai can indeed bring great benefits to the organization...but that man is not bad either.

"I hate Dazai too" "I don't want to partner with Dazai" - he has said this many times before, but every time the two of them can complete the leader's order and bring absolute victory to the organization.

Zhong also knew that Mori Ogai wanted to hold the [Double Black] card in his hands... Could it be that the order of the organization can be disobeyed by just saying "hate this person and this combination"?

"How does Chuu feel?"

Osamu Dazai's voice made Chuya raise his head uncomfortably from his low and gloomy mood.

He asked hoarsely, "What do I think?"

"Do you want me back too?" Osamu Dazai thought it was disgusting to ask, but he had to ask for his own sake, "Your boyfriend hates me, right?"

"I hate you even more, Dazai." Chuya frowned in disgust, "Where you go is none of my business."

Dazai was at a loss for words for a moment, and in the end he was almost laughed at by Mori Ogai's heartlessness and Chuya's stupidity.

"Chuya, you really deserve it." Osamu Dazai sneered, too lazy to mention the matter again, "Forgive my refusal, Mr. Mori——I suggest you let me go as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, will the evidence unfavorable to the organization be handed over to the Supernatural Secret Service?" Mori Ogai smiled, "It's a pity, your email has been hacked by Kusamoto-kun, the informant responsible for sending the email is called 【】, right? . "

Dazai suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"But I will let you go." Mori Ogai smiled, "Because you will definitely come back."

"..." Osamu Dazai was filled with despair, "You shouldn't have let me come back, Mr. Mori."

"Of course I want to get more good cards for the organization." Mori Ou unexpectedly pointed out, "After all, Mr. Chuya didn't object, did he?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Osamu Dazai was so angry that he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and cursed: "Reject, Chuya, you stupid little slug!"

"Do you want to die, Osamu Dazai!!!"

"I'm going to die if I go back to the organization!"

"Huh? Isn't that just right?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Hopeless.

Can't move.

Mori Ogai was still smiling.

He couldn't have missed it.

But this matter has to be understood by Zhongya himself to make sense.

Mori Ogai is a person who does not suffer - if Chuya refuses Dazai to come back, then he should pay the price equivalent to the double black card to convince himself.

If he can't do it himself, he should advance the value of the herbal salt, or pay something himself, to achieve the possibility of preventing Dazai from coming back, instead of doing nothing, being depressed alone, but not thinking about how to solve it, Leave the emotional problems of two people to one person to think about and solve them.

Ordinary couples cannot do this. In other words, it is the most basic [common sense] between ordinary couples to solve problems together.

Unless Chuya himself can realize that the relationship between them can ignore the distance and common sense of those ordinary couples...

Or, simply make some proactive gestures to solve this problem?

To the extent that herbal salt cares about Nakahara Chuya, Mori Ogai feels that no matter how deep his speculation is, it is correct.

He really wanted the double black card, but it wasn't something he couldn't give up——

As long as someone can come up with a better card than this one.

Although... there are always some people who hold good cards but don't know it.