[Bungo Stray Dogs] Snus

"As a leader, shouldn't you just sit on a chair in an orderly manner, waiting for the good news of victory from your subordinates like a doll?"

Dazai muttered like this, the hospital gown that he disliked had already been replaced by a black suit, which caused his subordinates to wear a bad smell on the new clothes they urgently bought from outside.

He looked at his companion who raised his brows, and there was a sense of uncontrollable excitement between his siblings. His eyes fell on the black suit, and he couldn't help frowning.

Said in a very annoying and atmosphere-sweeping voice. "Chuya is still wearing tasteless clothes as always, who picked this for you, isn't it really a dark dwarf now!"

Zhongye is still wearing the same outfit from before, and there is no need to choose among the countless similar pieces in the closet.

He endured the throbbing veins, and he had to suppress his smile because of his companion's words.

In fact, these clothes seemed to have been prepared for the new leader who took office a long time ago. They were placed in the lounge, and the size was very suitable.

He prefers casual ones, but unfortunately they are full of matching ties of various colors.

"This is to supervise you. You are a temporary worker. Do you know what a temporary worker is? Dazai." You must not let this guy go verbally, or you will definitely kick your nose in the face.

Although it will still be like that in the end, and he can't speak against him, but strangely, Zhong also feels that he prefers this way of getting along.

Compared with the previous relationship between the leader and his subordinates, the cold one-sided play is much better.

Dazai stared at Nakaya with those light brown eyes, his hands were still wrapping the bandages sent by his subordinates around his head, he didn't speak, but countered his companion's words with an almost constipated expression.

There was no feeling of embarrassment in that expression, on the contrary, Zhong Ye thought a little angrily, he really underestimated this guy's face.

The two came down from the top floor and took the elevator together. Their mouths never stopped. Even at the bottom, the guards guarding the gate could still hear the two chattering tirelessly.

The moment he stepped on the motorcycle, Chuya realized that as long as he stayed with this guy, the thing called black history would be constantly updated.

"Chuya, let's send those troublemakers to hell." Dazai, who was already sitting in the back seat, waved his arms like a commander.

Already wrapped in bandages, the whole person seemed to be pretending to be scarred.

But in the rearview mirror, Nakaya still saw that attractive smile. He started the engine and set off as the strongest combination of the mafia, no matter how many subordinates he followed, it would be useless.

With such words, Dazai rejected the black lizard's guards, and even revealed his desire to stretch his muscles.

While Chuya was calculating in his heart to give this guy a good look, he pulled the speed of the motorcycle to the maximum, and immediately came the strange tone of 'Ulala'.

It was so embarrassing that he immediately dropped the speed and realized that he was tricked again, but didn't want to be screamed by the oncoming police car.

Along the way, he heard his companion's provocative words against the person who wanted to overtake. He was sure that it was not the other party, but himself, who probably drew the hatred of one tenth of the people in Yokohama today.

Dazai leaned against the back of the person in front of him. Although the little man could not block the wind, he was able to see the twisted and funny expression of the other person from the rearview mirror, which was much better than his. It's more interesting to think about how to commit suicide.

Still, it wasn't as fun as suicide, but the joy I got inside at the moment was real.

In a heart full of struggle and bitterness, the sweet emotions that rise up because of the other party's smile and anger are also real.

He sincerely hoped that before he decided to bid farewell to this corrupt world, he could continue to appreciate it, but when he thought of this twisted sweetness being infected and hurt by outsiders, he felt angry and hated.

It's just why you are still so willing to go to the battlefield, this decadent world should be completely destroyed, right?Especially human beings who are destined to decay in this decaying world.

He doesn't quite understand.

Can't understand.

The thinking of two people is like separated by a rushing river. You stand on the other side of the river bank, and the scenery you are looking at is something I will never see.

And I stood on this side of the river bank, deceiving the gods with numbness and obsession, to spend every decadent and painful day.

If you want to cross the turbulent river, you must have the awareness and belief that you may kill yourself and take a big step forward. Isn't that kind of thing the most vulnerable and invulnerable thing in this world?

The wind blew through the hair beside his ear, and the skin under the well-ventilated bandage still felt stuffy at this moment. He listened to the sound of the engine roaring away from the motorcycle.

They threw off the police car, overtook any car in front, and galloped on the road leading to nowhere.

Just the two of them, no outsiders, no so-called obsessions, and no pain.

The salty sea breeze blew across their faces, but Dazai felt that at this moment, he felt something called 'freedom' miraculously.

"Hey."

His voice sounded on the shore, echoed around the eardrums, and then reached the ears of the people in front.

"中—also—"

He yelled loudly and chanted wildly. "Do you think that at this moment we seem to be elopement!"

There was a voice of joy and he didn't know what kind of emotion to classify. His face at this moment showed pure joy.

"Why do you say such disgusting things?"

The wheels almost slipped, Nakaya slowed down a little, felt the arms around his waist tighten, he looked in the rearview mirror, his companion's face was no longer visible.

But what can be felt is the heat slowly rising from the other party leaning his face on his back.

Suddenly loosening his hand, Dazai let out a laugh, it was from the heart, without any cover, even though his face was covered by hair, even if it was wrapped in bandages, his smile was as straightforward and innocent as ever .

"Yeah, it's really disgusting." He stuck out his tongue, like a naughty little devil who had achieved great success in pranking adults.

"Is it possible that Zhong also believes?"

If he can smoke now, he really wants to have one, not because he has no choice but to absorb the addictive factors in cigarettes, but simply because of a feeling of impulse.

Zhong also looked at the sky, the blue, pure, and high sky, the light gray clouds transformed into something majestic and magnificent in the distance, at this moment he felt that they were running towards the sky, but the memory pulled him back back to the past.

On that summer afternoon, I didn't know what I was paying attention to, but I kept trying to irritate myself, and the other party who succeeded in implementing it, and I was dissatisfied with my partner and walked behind alone, reluctantly accepted the commission of the port mafia.

The laughter next to his ear brought back the dangerous memories of that summer day in his mind.

"Dazai."

Chuya's voice sounded from the front.

Dazai tilted his head, his entire face was almost covered in the rearview mirror, and his two hands grabbed his ears directly from behind, making Chu also have the urge to throw him to the ground right now. "What-what-ah-Chuya!"

There was something wicked in the drawn out tone.

He really couldn't understand, why sister Hongye and Kajii just didn't believe that Dazai was such a guy who made people want to kick him, but it was not enough to relieve his anger.

But Zhong Ye did not indulge his temper at this moment.

The wheels of the motorcycle quickly stopped in front of the warehouse at the dock. This place itself was the site of the port mafia, and it was still very important. It could be said to be a former stronghold for controlling the offshore waters.

The rat is right under their noses, and maybe they can plant it on the port at that time, saying to those people, 'Actually, I am working for a big organization that does everything in this city' or something.

What a sinister plan.

Dazai jumped out of the car first, with the black overcoat stubbornly draped over his shoulders, and Chuya stopped the car before looking at him.

"What are you going to say, Chuya." Changing his previous indecency, standing in the shadow cast by the warehouse, this man exuded the dangerous and ruthless aura that the mafia would have.

Zhong also took out a cigarette and lit one for himself, and the smell of nicotine got into their nostrils.

"It's you, Dazai."

"It's always been me, Chuya." The former mafia leader replied.

But at this moment, the stubbornness is not only limited to the trench coat, but also the current leader. "you know what I mean."

Nakaya took a step, the gravity spread rapidly, and the cement stone under his feet shattered instantly, but stopped under Dazai's feet again.But the warehouse has begun to crumble, and the cries of rats can be clearly heard.

The control of the gravity user's supernatural ability has far exceeded his imagination, Dazai couldn't help asking when he looked at his companion who was flying with the supernatural ability on his body. "Chuya, what does it feel like to fly?"

"Haven't you already experienced it? Brat!"

Before he finished speaking, he slammed into the warehouse like a cannonball. Dazai took out the pistol he was carrying, stepped into the warehouse with a smile on his face, and responded to those words. "That flight really made me sick to my stomach, so disgusting that I vomited."

The earth and rocks controlled are defeated, even if the enemy cuts off his pain, he will still be crushed by the irresistible attack.

This is the fear brought about by powerful power. Dazai stepped into this cage formed by gravity without pressure, and the method of using the supernatural power developed by his partner still surprised him.

But what is even more astonishing is still this power.

The mouse was crushed under the feet, and it was impossible for anyone to escape.

He checked the bullets in the magazine and pulled the trigger without hesitation in front of the terrified enemy.

The mouth couldn't help murmuring.

"I don't care if I'm destroyed or not, but I hate losing myself. This is not a game between me and you, devil, but a struggle between me and him!"

Naka also landed on the crumbling ground, looking at the dead enemy, Dazai still maintained the behavior of wasting bullets on the corpse. "Shouldn't you kill again without disabling the supernatural power?"

He is too lazy to correct the other party anymore, everyone needs a vent, even if someone's vent is cruel, but he knows that the other party is also trying to restrain himself.

"If you die, it will be lifted naturally."

Dazai dropped the gun on the corpse, shrugging his shoulders at his partner. "Then the police will want me again."

Zhong also couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard this sentence. It turned out that he had been seen through, and he still used such a clumsy expression. "The things you did before are enough to be wanted hundreds of times."

He holds out his hand. "There is still a trip to work, I will take you to fly as much as I can, and try to suppress the 'disqualification in the world'." After speaking, there seemed to be red and black flames rising from his body. "Welcome to the world of gravity, Dazai.

Dazai's pupils couldn't help constricting, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly. "Really, how handsome is it?" He sighed with regret. "Oh, it's rare that I want Chuya to enjoy a salt water bath." Putting his hand on that hand, the beating in his chest was slowly slowing down. "I can't control how long it takes, but it's like I've become Chuya's dog!"

Zhong also controls the gravity to wrap him, it is not heavy, and the gravity that usually only steps on some debris into the air has learned to control it more finely.

Dazai looked at the somewhat rough palm that didn't wear gloves, followed the arm, and climbed up his eyes, and saw his partner raised his eyebrows, and said proudly to him.

"Becoming my subordinate, isn't it just a dog, Dazai."

"..."

Ok.

What a big mistake.

Not to be outdone, Dazai fought back with a smile, the free sea breeze soon blew the ends of his hair, and there was lit artillery fire in the distance, but at this moment, he felt an unprecedented tranquility.

So, you better die with that sickening contented smile.

Osamu Dazai!