I'll retire when I'm done

Bai Hong lowered his head in disbelief, the child in his arms was still chattering, she wondered how this kid survived to such an age without being beaten to death?Unlike Satoru's over-the-top genius and lawless arrogance, Osamu Dazai has slender hands and feet and thin muscles, and his melee combat strength is not low, but he is definitely not strong enough to despise everything——

While the woman was thinking, the petite young man kicked up murderously. I don't know where the sensitive key word of the young man was hit by that sentence. The strength of this kick was obviously much stronger than before. Bai Hong reflected Xing raised her hand and swung it away, causing the boy's attack to fall to the side - she didn't even need to look, the loud roar when the side kick fell into the air was already very indicative of the strength.

Don't say it was a murder, the strength and posture were all intended to crush Dazai Osamu directly into the rubble pile.

"Wow... so fierce."

Osamu Dazai was still holding the phone in his hand, and Mori Ogai's unconscionable voice came from the other side of the phone: "Dazai-kun? Are you all right, it sounds like you are noisy."

"Ah, it's all right," the young man who was still hanging on Bai Hong's arm leisurely raised his hand and put the phone back to his ear: "It's just that I met the 'King of Sheep', which is as strong as the rumors, so unreasonable ...Eh... I remember the name should be 'Nakahara Chuya'."

The young man's voice was low, and the tone was neither arrogant nor humble: "I'm not a king, I just assume obligations because I'm strong, that's all."

Bai Hong raised his eyebrows.

"You know about sheep?"

Osamu Dazai was vague: "I know a little bit."

"Isn't it just the part I need?"

"Oh~" Dazai Osamu raised his head and showed an overly sweet smile: "What's the matter, anyway, sister will have to sooner or later—— 噫!"

The sudden tightening of the waist and abdomen and the instantly elevated angle of view barely made Osamu Dazai vomit a mouthful of blood.

"...Please be gentle."

The boy looked like he was about to cry, he was pitiful.

"Oh, I'm trying."

Bai Hong's tone was contemptuous and perfunctory.

"What does it look like to hide around? What kind of man is hiding next to a woman? Does the brat have the guts to provoke and come over and get beaten?"

The boy below was not annoyed when he missed a hit, he looked up at Bai Hong who jumped lightly onto the roof and looked down at him, and grinned wildly: "...and I seem to have misread it, although it seems Blind but still able to use eyes?"

Speed, strength, and momentum are all above him.

Although she is too beautiful, she is also undeniably strong - so strong that she doesn't need to be gentle with her beautiful face and her identity as a woman.

Although there was no direct confrontation, some deeper instinct told him that if he left room for her, he would die.

"That's not true." Bai Hong spoke softly and smiled.

"The eyes have indeed lost their normal vision, but my perception is better than others."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the slender figure above, the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

"It's just better?...Who is this kind of nonsense lying to!"

The boy raised his head, his eyes full of excitement and fighting spirit!

——Obviously, it is terribly strong!

"Oh..." Dazai Zhi was placed on the roof by Bai Hong, and he didn't mind, squatting there and frowning: "Did it arouse the other party's competitive spirit instead? What can I do, sister?"

"So what."

Bai Hong replied like this.

Osamu Dazai was stunned, and suddenly realized what she meant.

"My goal has been achieved, Dazai-kun." Bai Hong suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, his tone light: "As you invited me to say before, I just want to see what the 'King of Sheep' is like. The information has been obtained, and the temporary alliance between you and me should come to an end."

"Eh?——Eh!? So fast!" The boy immediately widened his eyes: "Wait a minute, sister! You will definitely be slaughtered by the dwarf if you leave me here!"

Bai Hong's tone was cold: "What does that have to do with me—speaking of it, Dazai-kun, it's impolite to casually say someone's height."

The boy raised his voice: "Obviously that white-haired guy said the same thing before! Why didn't you talk about him at that time, sister!"

"Ah, Enlightenment's words are an exception. If he says such things casually, people can't beat him if they want to, so it doesn't matter."

Osamu Dazai was dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth began to curl down.

"...This is a bit too partial."

Bai Hong tilted his head: "Yes, it's okay."

Her voice was neither soft nor heavy, because the voice made by Nakahara was always within a range that Osamu Dazai could hear clearly.

"Forget it... I'd better report the situation to my boss..."

After all, Bai Hong could do what he said, and if she said that she would throw herself here, then she would definitely do it—Osamu Dazai didn't mind committing suicide, but dying in such a place was completely out of his plan.

At some point, the voice on the other side of the phone disappeared, and the teenager put the phone to his ear, only the sound of breathing on the other side could be heard.

Mori Ogai has always been scheming and calm. Although he seems to be out of tune on weekdays, his real emotional fluctuations have always been restrained very well, and he rarely reacts like this.

"Mr. Mori...?"

There was something slightly wrong with this reaction.

"Bring her back, I heard clearly that there is no Dazai-kun, you can ignore the leader of the sheep and what you need to investigate now - put down all the work in hand, no matter what the price is, bring her back to me!!!"

Dazai Osamu looked at the phone, looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was eager to try and try a fight, and looked at Bai Hong, who was beside him with an innocent face.

"...But, Mr. Mori."

Osamu Dazai's voice has never been so sincere: "I can't beat her~"

Mori Ogai: "..."

Mori Ogai took a deep breath: "Give her the phone."

Osamu Dazai handed the phone to Bai Hong with a delicate expression, but the other party took it without hesitation for a second.

The next moment, a slightly cold smile appeared on the woman's face.

"...Oh, it's been a long time, Hayashi Taro."

"--do you miss me?"

***

The moment he put down the phone, Mori Ogai's breathing was still trembling.

...that person is back.

The magic eye that offered a reward of tens of billions probably took itself as the bargaining chip—when this illusory imagination really had a carrier of reality, it suddenly felt that this price was nothing more than a matter of course.

Still the same as in the past, Yokohama has become a brand new toy in the hands of that person, and I am afraid that it will not be able to escape her grasp in the future.

But what to do—the feeling that boils in my heart, this feeling that even I feel a little terrified...

The man raised his hand to block the curvature of his mouth, and pressed the rough heel of his palm against his cheek. He tried hard to restrain the twitching of his cheek muscles, but it still didn't help.

He misses her.

Feelings border on madness.

In the lonely wandering life, the wild dog failed to break free from the shackles that were trapped on the neck in the past. With the growth and struggle, the collar has long been submerged in the flesh and blood, and it is hidden under the new flesh. Every movement is a heart-wrenching pain.

Now that the abandoned vicious dog suddenly found the scent of its old owner, it would be impossible to calm down... so what's next?Should he bite off her throat, or wrap the intact chain around his neck around the other party's throat, and then re-deliver it to her?

In the silent leader's office, an excited smile slowly emerged from the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth.

How to do.

The man's folded fingers trembled slightly.

Clearly knowing that she would get angry if she did this, clearly knowing that trying to manipulate would only lead to her choking her throat, clearly knowing the extent of her temper and coldness——

But so what?

How to restrain this trembling soul, suppress the surging and boiling joy——?

—he will keep her.

This time, he will keep her no matter the cost.

He unconsciously maintained this smile until Osamu Dazai came back here, and the arc of his mouth did not disappear.

"—Let me tell you, Mr. Mori."

The slender boy stood not far away, reminding him in a cool tone. "I don't know what grievances you have with your sister, but that expression is so scary, it's better to restrain yourself a little bit?"

"Although she can't see it, it still feels weird."

"Ah, yes."

Mori Ogai was unable to lower the corners of his lips from beginning to end. After hearing the news of Bai Hong's blindness, he never felt any regrets or regrets. At that moment, all that emerged in his heart was a strong joy that was so intense that it was almost morbid.

"She's out of sight."

In that long sigh, Osamu Dazai could only discern the emotions called pleasure and satisfaction.

Mori Ogai was covered by the darkening twilight. The young king of sheep was able to escape the mafia's pursuit because of Mori Ogai's request. At the moment when the snow-white Asuka was surrounded by layers of black shadows, Osamu Dazai saw it clearly. The young man named Nakahara Chuya had an expression of astonishment and guilt for a moment.

...It's really an easy-to-understand temperament. Although he is regarded as the leader of the sheep by a guy who doesn't know the situation, he seems to be just a guy who is too talkative and purely too much.

The situation at that time was indeed a bit delicate, maybe in the view of the King of Sheep, Bai Hong should have been implicated by himself before he was arrested.

"But I'm still very curious, Mr. Mori." Osamu Dazai said quietly, the innocent curiosity of a young man was just right in his voice: "What method did you use so that she didn't run away in an instant, and agreed to come back obediently with us?"

Mori Ogai let out a relaxed laugh.

"It's simple."

He smiled softly.

"——The reward of tens of billions of dollars offered by the magic eye, I promise to give her directly."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The young man asked calmly, "If you sell the entire port mafia now, you won't be able to raise that much money, right?"

"Too simple, boy." Mori Ogai glanced at him.

"The sound of war is close at hand, can't you hear it? - At that time, let alone tens of billions of dollars, 1000 billion, 2000 billion... For these old things hidden in the depths of Yokohama, as long as we can win , then it’s not a problem at all.”

Dazai frowned.

"Would she believe such an illusory promise?"

"She will."

Mori Ogai replied with a smile.

"Because the person who said these things to her is her adjutant, so she will."