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Yasushi Matsushita sat anxiously in the reception room of Mafia at the port.

As the gold medal editor of the Yokohama Daily, he was obsessed with literature and should have stayed away from Mafia all his life, but the appearance of the rogue trio broke his peaceful daily life.

Mr. Oda Saku, whose writing style is simple but directly touches people's hearts, Mr. Curry Rice (Sakaguchi Yasugo), who is an academic major who can vote for SCI, and Mr. Shuji Tsushima, the most outstanding literary treasure known as a ghost.

Matsushita looked at them, as if seeing stars rising one after another in the barren literary world, illuminating the dark horizon and bringing rich fruits to the barren spiritual world.

If you are lucky enough to be the editor of the three teachers, it doesn't matter if you lose your life in Mafia!

Ann Panasonic recalled the experience of this year:

The hot and spicy curry rice teacher made steady progress, and one professional paper after another came out from his pen.Although Matsushita An couldn't understand a word, it was well received by readers, especially programmer readers.

Mr. Odasaku is the best of the best, and every time he needs Matsushita An to grab his door frame and beg him desperately, and take the initiative to take the task of sending five children from the teacher's family to and from the kindergarten, in order to change from innocent and natural to being a procrastinator. The red-haired young man who was mad at the manuscript got the manuscript in his hand.

Mr. Oda Saku was once the most feared pigeon marshal in Matsushita An's heart, until he got the news that Mr. Shuji Tsushima was going on a business trip for a year.

Matsushita Ann: I tm lost consciousness.

He is not a person, he is just a dried corpse.

In the first half month after getting the news, Panasonic tried to comfort herself: Now that technology is so advanced, what big deal is overseas business trip?The hardworking and kind-hearted teacher Tsushima will definitely deliver the manuscript on time, and he will never googling like Mr. Odasaku.

He thought so beautifully.

This farewell is the distance of the world.

For a whole year, Osamu Dazai seemed to have evaporated from the world, and Ann Matsushita wandered and wandered in the rainy alleys of Yokohama at night, but he did not see the man who looked like a lilac.

Compared with Mr. Tsushima, who has not produced half a word for a whole year, Yasushi Matsushita felt an indescribable peace of mind in the face of Mr. Oda Saku's procrastination.

At least the six members of Mr. Odasaku's family are here, and they won't just play around and disappear, leaving the innocent, pitiful and helpless editor with a sleepless night.

Matsushita An spent a lonely year in Yokohama like a concubine abandoned by the emperor in the cold palace, until he got the news that the emperor had returned to Beijing, bah, Osamu Dazai returned to Yokohama, sat up in shock in his dying illness, and rushed into the Port Mafia building.

On the way being politely introduced into the living room by the sister at the front desk, Matsushita got a big news that shocked him for a million years: Mr. Tsushima was appointed as one of the five cadres of Port Mafia today. He is only 18 years old, the youngest since the establishment of the organization cadre members.

Panasonic shivered.

The original Tsushima-sensei was already difficult to deal with, but the Tsushima-sensei who dove him for a whole year has become even more difficult to deal with.

Could it be that "pigeon" is the source of Mr. Tsushima's strength?The harder he procrastinated, the stronger he got?

No, no, Matsushita shook his head desperately, he couldn't curse himself like that, if he didn't get Mr. Tsushima's manuscript, he would be caught by the president and fed to the monkeys!

Matsushita waited for a while, and a boy in a black suit came in quietly and said to him: "I know that you came to press for the manuscript, and Dazai cadre slipped through the back door."

What? !Panasonic is a bolt from the blue.

He is just a small editor who can't lift his hands on his shoulders. How can he make the cadre-level members of the port Mafia "frightened" by him and escape from Yokohama through the back door of the organization overnight?

"Ms. Tsushima!" Matsushita covered her heart, "Did you even lose your face because you didn't submit the manuscript? Where did your man's dignity go!"

Osamu Dazai: I am still a child, if I don’t listen, I don’t listen (cover ears).

Panasonic An took out the quick-acting heart-rescuing pills from his pocket and swallowed a few, Ge You lay paralyzed on the sofa like a dried salted fish that could not turn over.

He can't do it without him, he will die with Mr. Tsushima.

"Are you okay?" Just as Matsushita was figuring out the 108th way to lock Mr. Tsushima in the small black room, someone pushed open the door of the living room.

The young and beautiful girl stood in front of Matsushita An, with her hands behind her back, leaning slightly to look at him.

"It looks very listless. The pollution level of the Tsurumi River today is 30% lower than yesterday, so it is suitable for entering the water. Do you want to go down the river with my master to refresh your mind?"

Matsushita An's first reaction was that the girl in front of him was mocking him, but when he met those pure and friendly eyes, the idea of ​​"you want to harm me" couldn't sprout anyway.

She's a nice girl, and she's a nice person, so how could she be so stupid?

"No, thank you for your kindness." Panasonic shrank her neck, "I'm waiting for someone, and I can't go into the water with your master for the time being."

It was not until he had finished speaking that he read the word "Master".

Compared with titles such as adults, bosses, leaders, etc., "Master" has a profound meaning, especially in Japan, where otaku culture is prevalent, and [-] words of yellow waste are brainstormed every minute.

Your Mafia is really abnormal inside, what kind of weird names are you calling, serious people shake their heads.

Matsushita An felt very contemptuous of the "master" in Lingling's mouth, until Lingling took out a stack of handwritten manuscripts from behind.

A thick stack of purely handwritten manuscripts.

"This, this is!" The editor's keen radar sounded, and Matsushita An couldn't help standing up.

"It's an essay from the master's business trip for a year." Ling Ling put a stack of manuscripts in the hands of Matsushita An, "Your editorial department can make up its mind on how to publish it."

Osamu Dazai would not get a diamond reward if he published an article in another world in this world, and he himself had no interest in publishing the same content twice in a row.

This stack of manuscripts is an essay written by Osamu Dazai and Ling Linghuan when they traveled to the Hunter Continent. It has not been published yet, and now it is just used to feed the editors and readers who have been waiting for Mr. Tsushima for a year.

Matsushita An read a few pages with trembling fingers, and the familiar style of writing rushed to his face, which was the breath of Mr. Tsushima!

"Even if Tsushima-sensei is a pervert who would make a beautiful girl call him 'Master', at least at this moment he is a god in my heart!"

Matsushita An ninety degrees bowed to Ling Lingshen: "Please convey my thanks to Mr. Tsushima! Next time, I will also ask the teacher on the deadline!"

Lingling nodded seriously, and solemnly took over this sacred job.

Only in the matter of dragging the manuscript, Zero Zero and Osamu Dazai are in absolute opposition.

All the disobedient pigeons will be caught to make soup, so that hard-working wives can have food.Tsushima-sensei, your good days are over.

Dazai shuddered.

His heart is unknown.

It was not his intention to slip away from the back door of the Mafia port, but Ling Ling volunteered to talk to the editor of Matsushita alone, so Osamu Dazai left alone.

Intuition told him that the "talk" between Zero Zero and Matsushita's editor was by no means something that Osamu Dazai liked to hear.

What can a writer cultivation system and an editor talk about together?

"Experts teach you how to urge manuscripts"

"108 Cooking Skills of Pigeon Essence"

"On How to Lock the Author in a Black Room Elegantly and Reserved"

"This kind of future is a complete nightmare." Osamu Dazai covered his eyes.

He was suffocated and longed to enter the water, to find peace in the arms of the ocean.

Osamu Dazai wandered aimlessly on the street, he stopped near Laser Street for a while, and walked in.

Yokohama Laser Street, a few years ago when Arabatu was born, it created a big explosion here.The land after the explosion cannot be cultivated, contains radiation, and loses its use value.

With the center of the crater as the center, people gradually built houses on the periphery to survive. This is the origin of Laser Street.

Laser Street was very chaotic in its early years, and organizations large and small divided the forces here.There has been a change since Mori Ogai took over and Nakahara Nakahara, the king of sheep, became the gravity operator of the port Mafia.

No matter how chaotic and complicated the interior is, at least on the surface they surrender to the port of Mafia.

This is the so-called [Leading Organization], which is in charge of the king's power in the inner world.

Every child born on Laser Street is a born Mafia, and they are adapted to survive in the dark compared to the dazzling day.

Osamu Dazai needs a direct subordinate, and there is no one he likes in Mafia at the port, why not come to Laser Street to have a look.

This chaotic neighborhood, which is difficult for outsiders to intervene and has its own rules, was originally a petri dish for Mafia's reserve team.

"Beforehand." Osamu Dazai said to himself, "I have not abducted and trafficked children."

He will make children willing to be abducted by him.

When Osamu Dazai was "criminal", Ling Ling had a good chat with the editor of Matsushita.

"The teacher's essays are very interesting." Matsushita An admired while flipping through them, "It depicts the scenery that travelers have seen along the way, and along with popular science knowledge of wild survival, the setting of Warcraft is refreshing, as if seeing a brand new world."

No, that is a new world.

Osamu Dazai's essays are mainly about his daily travels around the mainland with Zero Zero, which actually belong to documentary literature, but in the eyes of Matsushita editors, they are undoubtedly fantasy stories.

"For example, this story." Matsushita took out a few chapters of manuscript paper, "The traveler rode a big dog with three heads in the rainforest. In order to find his lover who disappeared accidentally, he strayed into the local cannibals. It's really pinching to read. sweat."

The stories written by Osamu Dazai have undergone certain artistic processing to beautify the image of the "traveler", that is, himself.

For example, in the story, the traveler subdued the terrible three-headed dog alone and used it as a mount to drive it. The actual Osamu Dazai hid behind Lingling and trembled when facing the black soil that was shrunk down to the size of a Chihuahua.

Another example is that the traveler went through all kinds of hardships and fought wits and courage with the elders of the cannibals and finally rescued his beloved lover. In fact, Ling Ling was regarded as a guest by the cannibals. Watch the sacrificial offering in the seat.

The sacrificial offering is Hisoka's own son Dongso, a little pleasure criminal.

Art comes from life and is higher than life. Mr. Tsushima is obviously a philosopher.

"There are also all kinds of treasures that travelers encounter along the way." Matsushita An quietly asked Ling Ling, "How did Mr. Tsushima come up with the setting of 'pregnancy stone'? The teacher's thinking is really avant-garde and advanced!"

The ghost knows why the Hunter Continent has such a frightening nuclear weapon as the "pregnancy stone". The gold that discovered it and used it is the real ruthless person.

False male mother: conceived alone, gave birth to a son and abandoned the scum of being left alone in her hometown.

A real male mother: As a minor high school student, the mother of the leader raised two adopted daughters who were not related by blood.

If the pregnancy stone can be brought out of the Hunter Continent, Osamu Dazai will definitely give one to Mori Ogai first.

The old father brought him up with hard work, and he can't repay him. Only these treasures can express his deep "thank you".

"I'll go back and organize the teacher's essays into a book, and these manuscripts will be serialized in the Yokohama Daily in the form of short stories." Matsushita An said jokingly, "The next month will be Mr. Tsushima's bullying time, readers Our carnival is coming."

"By the way." Before leaving, Matsushita An hesitated for a moment, and said to Lingling cheekily, "Miss Lingling, do you think Mr. Tsushima is interested in participating in our publishing house's new essay solicitation activity?"

Osamu Dazai is definitely not happy about rushing the draft, but Ling Ling is willing to know more about it.

"Tell me in detail?" She was very interested.

When Matsushita saw that there was something going on, she immediately introduced it to Ling Ling in detail.

With the rapid development of electronic equipment, the sales volume of traditional paper media has been falling again and again. The Yokohama Daily Publishing House has been studying the issue of transformation.

They will certainly not give up newspapers, but additionally opened up a new land on the Internet.

"Our website's first essay solicitation activity is based on bloody adventures. The biggest difference from newspaper serialization is that the online serialization hopes that the teacher can write a medium-length novel."

[-] words for newspaper submissions is enough, and for online serialization, at least add a zero at the end. Matsushita is not sure whether Mr. Tsushima, who is always procrastinating, is willing to endure the torture of a long article.

Every time a manuscript is submitted, it is the life of Teacher Tsushima. The deadline is the bell of death. The longer the serialization period, the more deadlines. He is really afraid that the teacher will be hit by the bell of death and collapse.

"Don't worry about the deadline." Lingling has a very useful [SR Strict Reminder] card with an additional attribute [Rushing], which is tailor-made for pigeons and is the source of Dazai Osamu's pain.

"I'll go and ask for you." Ling Ling felt that the new essay competition was very good, and Osamu Dazai's recent inspiration happened to be related to blood adventures, which was very suitable.

Ann Matsushita bid farewell and left, wandering back to Osamu Dazai's office.

"Eat one more candy today~ There will be a lot of candy tomorrow~" She hummed briskly and rummaged through the drawers for the snacks she treasured.

"Knock, knock." The door was knocked twice, and the subordinate said respectfully, "Miss Ling Ling, Dazai is looking for you."

"Huh?" Lingling opened the door with a lollipop in her mouth, "Is the master coming back so soon?"

She thought that Osamu Dazai would delay returning for a few more hours in order not to run into Matsushita's editor.

"Officer Dazai is in the medical department." The subordinate said, "He brought back a boy covered in blood."

Osamu Dazai has always had a hobby of picking up children, and he has a knack for being a life mentor.

"Another boy who is about to be limped by his master." Lingling moved the lollipop to his left cheek, raised his finger and swiped it in the void.

The holographic map that only she can see completes the modeling in an instant. The flow of people in Mafia port, the entrance of the secret passage, and the surveillance probe are clearly marked on the map, and the arc of each corner is accurate to four decimal places.

The location of Osamu Dazai in the medical department, and the name displayed on the green friendly dot next to him is

"Akutagawa Ryunosuke?"

The author has something to say: Zero Zero: Oh hoo.