The Poisoned Apple of Port Mafia

"So that's how it is..." Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped his fingers on the desk lightly, "Then, this matter will trouble you, Dazai-kun."

"All of them?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly.

"That's right, I believe Dazai-kun can solve it perfectly, after all..." The corners of Mori Ogai's mouth turned up slightly, and there was a dark light in his eyes, "Your ability is recognized by the entire organization."

"..."

"So, it must be fine to entrust this matter to you, Dazai-kun."

"It's really disgusting to be so sure of you." Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes were dull, like an abyss.

"I really affirm you, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai's smile remained unchanged, "Then, what's your answer?"

"I'll fix it."

"Then I'm relieved." Mori Ogai nodded, "Then, can you call Fran-kun for me by the way? I think he should be calling Chuya-kun from the rooftop right now."

"Well, me has been super obedient during this time, and I haven't gone to the technical department to make troubles—you can ask Sister Hongye if you don't believe me." Fran sat on the fence of the roof of the Mafia headquarters in the port, dangling his legs, holding a mobile phone .

"Who knows if you'll be good-looking to Big Sister Hongye." Zhong Ye, who was far away in Europe, said.

"It's too much, is me like that kind of person?"

"Not like it?"

"It's also a little bit of a fool."

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya's voice raised slightly.

"... Chuya when will you come back? I want to eat the curry rice you made." Fran hung his legs upside down on the fence and leaned back.

"Almost, it can be resolved in three or four weeks at most."

"Three or four more weeks—" Fran pursed his lips, "me hasn't slept with you in months—"

"You're still so spoiled at the age of nine?"

"No, I'm just worried that you won't be able to hug me to sleep after I grow taller than you soon."

"..."

"Eh? Why don't you speak, Chuya?"

"... Has anything happened in Yokohama recently?" Chuya Nakahara asked.

"Ah, Zhongye, your technique of changing the subject is really poor." Fran immediately changed his words after hearing the sound of glass breaking from the phone, "Recently, the lop-eared rabbit is often disgusted by the bandage weirdo, and the bandage weirdo often takes wooden warehouses. Come to beat him, and often don’t give him food.”

"Again?" Nakahara Chuya said with helplessness in his voice, "That guy's education method is still so rough."

"It's so rude, it made me dare not play with the lop-eared rabbit for so long."

"Is there something you dare not do?"

"A little bit."

"It's night for you now, isn't it? Have you eaten yet?"

"I'm not hungry." Fran touched his stomach, when was the last time he ate, and he didn't feel anything for too long.

"Huh? Have you eaten?"

"Yeah." Not hungry is equivalent to eating.

"... Tsk, got it." A noisy voice came from Nakahara Chuya, "Sorry, let's talk next time, there is something urgent here." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Ah, hung up." Fran put the phone back and still hung it upside down on the fence, and suddenly felt a little sleepy after calling Zhongye.

Just when Fran was about to fall asleep in an upside-down position, the door of the roof was opened. The sound of Osamu Dazai's footsteps made Fran suddenly open his eyes, and at the same time he found that his forehead was pressed against his forehead by a cold hand.

Osamu Dazai squatted in front of Fran, holding the handcup with one hand and propping his chin with the other, "It seems that you were caught by me when you were alone."

"Hey, do you want to do something to me, a weak and helpless child?" Fran remained expressionless.

"Didn't I tell you that?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly, his kite-colored eyes didn't shine, "I don't like you."

"What a coincidence, me doesn't like you either."

"You know the current situation, don't you?" Osamu Dazai slightly bent his finger at the trigger of the wooden warehouse, "I think now that the children of the organization are killed by the wooden warehouse/the corpses are thrown on the road, the boss and the others don't Would you think so quickly that I did it?"

"Well, you can try it." Fran didn't care at all, and even yawned, "But let me tell you first, I have already written a note at the place where I stayed, as for the note I think you should be able to guess the content."

"Heh." The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth curled up, "Do you think I will let those notes appear in front of them?"

"Slightly." Fran stuck out his tongue at him and made a grimace, "If you have any questions, just ask, don't waste my time."

The Bandage Man wouldn't have talked to him that much if he wanted to kill him.

"You are really annoying." Osamu Dazai withdrew Mukura.

"Thank you for the compliment." Fran nodded modestly and sat up with his waist.

"When did you start making a deal with Ango?" Osamu Dazai stood up.

"Hmm..." Fran tilted his head.

"It's no use pretending to be stupid."

"Like a month ago."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is that so." He turned around as if losing interest, "By the way, the boss is looking for you."

"Oh." Fran stood on the fence, the suit jacket on his body was blown up by the wind, "Then I'm leaving."

Osamu Dazai glanced back, just in time to see the scene of Fran falling outside and falling downstairs.

"Sure enough." Osamu Dazai walked to the fence and looked at the unchanged bottom. The place where Fran was just now was just above the gate of the Mafia headquarters in the port.

.........

……

"Are you looking for me?" Fran showed up in Mori Ogai's office with a bag of potato chips.

"Fran, you finally came out." Alice, who was lying on the carpet, rushed over immediately after seeing Fran, "I'm so bored when you're not here these days, Rin Taro doesn't take me out to play recently, I I don’t want to play with him anymore, hum!”

"Little Alice, don't be angry. I've been busy recently. I can take you to the amusement park after the matter is resolved." Mori Ogai said.

"Wow, here it is, the legendary quotes from a scumbag." Fran said while eating potato chips, "I said I was busy with work and didn't have time, but I didn't know what I was doing behind my back."

"Mr. Fran, do you think I am such a person?"

"Ah, almost."

"It's really sad." Mori Ogai wiped the corners of his eyes hypocritically.

"Rin Taro, you are so fake." Alice looked disgusted.

"Me thinks so too." Fran nodded, "What do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, but I suddenly felt that it might be better for you to go to Europe to accompany Chuya-kun." Mori Ogai sat back in his seat, crossed his hands, and rested his chin on it, "What do you think?"

"Reason." Fran sat on the sofa, "Before you refused to let me and Zhongye go to Europe, but now you are willing, what is your reason?"

"The reason is the same as last time. I'm worried about your safety." Mori Ogai lowered his eyelids slightly, "After all, Mimic is now in Yokohama, and Momiji-kun went abroad on business two days ago, and Akutagawa-kun is currently working under Dazai-kun. I don't think he can keep you safe for the time being."

"You seem to have forgotten that I have a bodyguard." Fran folded the empty bag of potato chips, "Or, what do you want to do to my bodyguard?"

"You mean Oda-kun? He does have very good abilities, but he doesn't want to kill people, doesn't he?"

"Ahhh—I hate talking in circles like this." Fran drew a long voice impatiently, "You want to use Oda to deal with the Mimic leader André Gide who has similar abilities to him and his leaders organization?"

Mori Ogai blinked his eyes, as if he didn't quite understand what he meant, "It turns out that the Mimic leader's ability is similar to that of Oda-Kun."

"Wow, it's useless even if you pretend to be stupid." Fran showed disgust.

"Although I have already sent Mr. Dazai to take a look, but they are from the army/team, and they are a group of scary people. They will leave my city in a short time. Why should I waste energy to deal with them?"

"Permit for the opening of special abilities."

"..."

"Your goal should be this, right?" Fran tilted his head slightly, "But you should have a hidden purpose, which is to get Osamu Dazai out of the organization."

"Mr. Fran, have you watched any strange TV series in the laboratory these days? How did you think of these?" Mori Ogai laughed.

"Recently, many people in the organization feel that if Osamu Dazai becomes the boss of the organization, the Port Mafia will become stronger, and he is not as loyal to you as Chuya, so he has undoubtedly become a threat Your status exists." Fran reached into the pocket of his coat, as if looking for something.

"..." Mori Ogai's eyes darkened.

"Oda possesses the ability to counteract that of the leader of Mimic, and he is also a friend recognized by Osamu Dazai. To Osamu Dazai, he means a lot. If Oda dies due to organizational reasons, Then Osamu Dazai is very likely to leave the organization or really end his own life."

Fran took out the phone, "And you also know that me is very defensive. I only want to get me to Europe in order to achieve my goal. Sister Hongye was sent on a business trip for this reason, right?"

"Mr. Fran."

"Let's make a deal." Fran walked outside Mori Ogai, "me can help you solve Mimic and get a license to open the ability, or let Osamu Dazai leave the organization by himself." He held up the phone for Mori Ogai to see Go to the content in your phone, "And, this."

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then what is your condition?"

"Keep Oda Sakunosuke out of the organization, keep Oda Sakunosuke and his adopted children safe, and the owner of the small restaurant whose curry is super spicy."

"Is that all?" Mori Owai raised his eyebrows.

"Me only needs these."

"I see..." Mori Ogai tilted his head slightly, "Then can I add a little more?"

"Ah, you really are a bad lord. Me has let you take such a big advantage, and you still want to add it." The disgust on Fran's face became more and more obvious.

"After all, adults are like this." Mori Ogai was not angry, "How? You know that even if I don't trade with you, I can still get the result I want."

"Tsk."

"Then, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Mori Ogai smiled.

Fran didn't want to talk to the filthy grownup anymore.

"I want your loyalty." Mori Ogai said word by word.