How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

When he woke up in the morning, Atsushi Nakajima was still sleeping beside him.

Yu Gongcui got up quietly, after washing, went downstairs to buy breakfast and came back, and put the portion for the younger generation on the dining table.Instead of waking the boy up, he left a note saying that he would help him ask for leave and let him have a good rest, then he left the dormitory alone and headed for the chief's office on the top floor.

Although I said to Osamu Dazai when I left last night, "All the documents on the desktop need to be processed within today", but it was just a joke.

At that time, he didn't even know what year and month it was now, how could he remember what affairs he had dealt with before, and what day the deadline was.The urgency was highlighted in order to push that person to the desk, but the pile of documents was so high that even he himself might not be able to deal with them overnight——

He pushed open the door of the office, and what he saw was that there were only two or three thin sheets of white paper left on the desktop, and that although he had dark circles under his eyes, he was still full of energy, apparently working with extraordinary efficiency all night Osamu Dazai.

The two looked at each other.

The young man with a bandage on his cheek threw away the pen in his hand, collapsed at an astonishing speed like a punctured balloon, and slumped back on the chair exaggeratedly.

"I can't do it, I can't do it! It's too much to leave so much work to me!"

"As expected of Mr. Dazai, you are really admirable." Amamiya Cui stepped forward and put the things in his hand on the table under the opponent's nose, "In order not to make me feel ashamed, I have been suppressing my enthusiasm for work all the time. I really feel sorry for you—I will try my best to understand you in the future, and let the leader's fame resound in Hong Kong/Black as soon as possible!"

...No, so he doesn't need that kind of thing.

Osamu Dazai, who had been ravaged by work, lay on the chair and complained silently, throwing all the blame for the attitude change of his workaholic subordinates on Nakahara Nakaya.

The secretary's expression was too real, and his tone was too sincere. Although it was not impossible to hear the hint of sarcasm in it, the willingness to push the matter back to him was not false.

He had obviously worked hard in the port mafia for so long and wanted to prove his abilities, but why did he retreat when the initial results appeared?Is it simply because you are worried about being jealous of yourself, or is there another reason?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, but there was no sign of it.His gaze followed Yu Gongcui's movements and landed on the things the other party placed on the surface——

In a small transparent plastic bag, there is a bag of milk and a palm-sized round pineapple bun. The golden-yellow crispy skin of the latter is baked with irregular cracked lines, which makes it look extraordinarily craving.

"It's still hot." Noticing his gaze, Amamiya Cui explained softly, "I just said casually that those documents need to be processed urgently, although I don't think you are stupid...well, you won't be dedicated enough to stay up late to work, but just in case , I still brought it here."

Ignoring his subordinate's inadvertent slip of the tongue magnanimously, Osamu Dazai shifted his gaze from the plastic bag to his face, crossed his arms and complained a few words ambiguously.

"Hey~ Compared to this, I want to eat steaming crab meat rice."

Yugong Cuimao sighed, and coaxed him back with a patient attitude like coaxing a child.

"That's not suitable for breakfast, right? I bought everything, so please eat as much as you can."

So Osamu Dazai reluctantly picked up the plastic bag with one finger, and took out the yellow bun by pinching the corner, with the words "I'm really ready" written all over his face.If you are serious about everything, you will be pissed off by this dog man, so Amamiya Cui also selectively ignores these details and starts to organize the remaining files on the desktop.

While Osamu Dazai was taking small bites of bread, he asked in a steady voice, "Is there anything you plan to do today?"

"matter……"

Perhaps for the sake of breakfast, the former did not use the same old excuses to avoid answering. He dragged his voice and seemed a little slow when answering, "I found a small stream, which seems to be suitable for entering water. In addition, I heard that Committing suicide by burning charcoal will cause you to die painlessly in a coma, that one wants to try it too."

The veins on Yu Gongcui's forehead twitched.

It was obviously the words that the other party said so often that everyone took it for granted, but now it sounded like they were laughing at the original self who was too immature and couldn't even detect such obvious abnormalities, so that the story rushed to the most tragic point. Tragedy ends.

Osamu Dazai stopped swallowing, and calmly cast a searching glance at the boy with drooping eyelashes.

Maybe it was his illusion.For a moment, the breath from the other party was like a sea tide, invisible and pure sadness.

This made him feel a little strange.

But after a brief silence, the secretary's voice was still cold and unwavering, as if he didn't care about his answer at all, and was just continuing the topic out of politeness.

"Don't be silly, you know it will be very painful. Carbon monoxide poisoning makes the blood unable to transport oxygen. Slowly dying with headaches and nausea, it's almost like a punishment."

"Ah, is that so?"

"Don't look unwilling. By the way, the consequences of brain suffocation are irreversible. If you are rescued, there is a high probability that you will become a mentally handicapped person with incontinence."

These words finally completely dispelled Dazai Osamu's idea of ​​trying a new suicide method, and made him angrily inflate the empty milk bag and throw it into the trash can at his feet.

Yu Gongcui didn't breathe a sigh of relief because of this, but just vaguely felt that his headache was getting worse, which made him want to rub his temples very much.

"By the way," he suddenly thought of another problem, "I asked for a week's leave for Dun Jun. During this time... he is not in a good condition."

Dazai Osamu's eyes instantly became sharp as a knife, making people almost dare not look at him.

Knowing that the other party must know about the "that matter" that left a psychological shadow on Atsushi Nakajima, and even wanted to use it, Amamiya Tsui still didn't intend to back down, but stood still with her eyes downcast, letting the gangsters of the port The party leader surveyed him inch by inch from head to toe.

After a while, Dazai Osamu lay back in the chair again, his tone was calm and irrefutable.

"Let him tell me himself."

"Mr. Dazai," Amamiya Tsui called him, "You clearly know—"

"What do I know? Yu Gong, you feel pity for that child, I can understand that, but the choice is made by a person."

The young man with his legs folded crossed his fingers on his knees, and his kite-colored eyes stared at him unblinkingly.

"I had warned him in advance, but he went anyway. He returned to the orphanage and killed the dean who had been torturing and abusing him, thinking that he would be freed from the nightmare... But in fact, the harder he struggled , the more you will fall into a deeper nightmare, this is the so-called fate."

"Everyone must be responsible for the choices they make, and Atsushi Nakajima is no exception. What can a short escape change? I don't care how he wanders at the crossroads, I just need the knife in my hand to be sharp enough. .Atsushi Nakajima, he has to be—"

He kept silent, but Yu Gongcui knew the hidden part of his words.

【He must become someone who can fight Ryunosuke Akutagawa and succeed me in leading the Port Mafia to guard Yokohama. 】

Because of the high expectations, it will be polished desperately. At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it.

However, although I still don't understand why Osamu Dazai made such a plan, the only thing I'm sure of is that the final result is definitely not a happy ending that will bring a smile to someone's face.

——"Why are you sure that you have to die? If you can change your mind a little bit, imagine that under the leadership of Osamu Dazai, the juniors have enough time to grow up slowly, and Hong Kong/Black, who don't have to lose their leader again, will definitely be able to guard Yokohama more perfectly. Isn't that good too?"

In this case, there is no way to say it.

At least not right now.

Just as he couldn't say "Why don't you get better?" to a seriously ill patient, "Why don't you breathe?" to a drowning child, he couldn't justly ask Osamu Dazai, "Why do you want to give up your life? "

What seems unreasonable to others, falls on me, but it is unspeakable and real pain.

It must have been suffering for too long before longing for relief.

Amamiya Tsui was not irritated by the other party's indifference, but just sighed silently, bolded the matter of "Osamu Dazai's psychotherapy", and brought it to the most important position.

"I will solve him, Mr. Dazai. I understand what you mean, but with Aton's current state, I'm afraid I can't complete the task well, let alone learn anything from it. It's only a week, the vacation is over, I promise he will understand Your painstaking efforts."

The young man on the swivel chair stared at him closely, with a small smile that disappeared in the wind, with an ambiguous attitude, unable to tell whether he agreed or denied.

"You..." After deliberating, Osamu Dazai slowly opened his mouth as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Why aren't you angry?"

Yu Gongcui: "...Ah???"

"It's strange."

Resting his chin on his bandaged palm, his iris eyes twinkled.The nameless and wonderful mood that he felt before made a comeback again, which made the young man rarely arouse his interest.

"You like Atsushi Nakajima, don't you? Just now I said such an exaggerated thing, yelled and criticized me for being inhumane, and the last time I would show disgust, I said coldly that I know, this is normal React. That's why I'm a little surprised, Amamiya, why aren't you angry?"

... You are really self-aware and experienced, and you are despised as a professional.

Yu Gongcui lost his expression for a moment.

This, what should he say?