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【The first time Mori Ogai saw the little blond boy was when he was the personal doctor of the former head of the port mafia.

——The illegitimate daughter of the leader's mistress.

——The wild species that can't see the light.

That's what the Port Mafia called her at the time.

Obviously, in terms of blood, she is the only future heir of the port mafia, but even the bottom janitor is unwilling to call her name.

Mori Ogai found her in the cabinet.

The whole bedroom is spacious and bright, even the floor is covered with white velvet, but that little golden shadow chooses to curl up in the narrow and stuffy closet in the hot April.

As soon as he reached out to touch her, she screamed in horror.

"Oh, it's more serious than I thought."

Mori Ogai was not surprised by this, instead he smiled distressedly, his cool eyes inadvertently skipped over the festering wound on the child's arm.

"Eri flower sauce."

He called her name and paused in satisfaction at the blond doll in her heavy dress.

She finally raised her face to look at him, the mist in the water-blue irises receded, and her panic calmed down bit by bit.

Mori Ogai just knelt down in front of her.

He didn't wear gloves, and gently brushed her forehead with his callused fingertips.

His forehead hair, which was wet with sweat, was easily brushed behind his ears.

"If you don't treat the wound properly, it will become inflamed."

The man turned his back to the light, his deep purple eyes drooped, and the iris that had lost the light source showed the color of red wine at this moment.

"Or do you want to die like this?"

The doll who was poked in her mind opened her eyes slightly, and she wanted to shrink back into the closet again, but just as she moved, her back was touched by the cold wooden board.

Just like a bunny in a cage.

A small pink flower bloomed on Mori Ogai's back, who has always had little resistance to girls under the age of 12.

Xiao Erika froze for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and poked her head out curiously.

So he blinked, the smile on the corner of his lips widened, and he took the opportunity to hold the other party in his arms.

"Although I can't refuse the girl's request."

"But as your doctor, I would be sad to see you die."

The struggle of the child in her arms stopped.

"……Doctors?"

After so long, she finally said the first sentence.

The little girl's voice was a little timid, probably because she hadn't drank water for a long time and was always screaming, and she also had a hoarseness that didn't match her age.

Mori Ogai couldn't resist the temptation and rubbed her head.

"That's right, doctor. Erika-chan knows what a doctor is, right?"

Erika, who just celebrated her 11th birthday, nodded.

She was taken back to the Port Mafia when she was six, and since then no one has let her out of this room except when "Father" wants to see her.

The painting books left by her mother have become her only precious things.

Erika remembers that when she was on Leibo Street, her mother would always hold her in her arms, pointing to the wings in the book and saying that it was the doctor.

It is an existence that can save lives and save others.

She paused, and before Mori Ogai put her on the bed and let go of her hand, she raised her hand and grabbed his sleeve.

Mori Ogai was a little surprised by this.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the hand, which was not half the size of his palm.

The pale and delicate skin was in stark contrast to the festered whip wounds, and against the string of yellow bells hanging on his wrist, he looked pitiful and lovely.

"doctor."

This was the second time Mori Ogai heard her calling him.

The hand that was pulling his sleeve was getting tighter and tighter, as if a drowning man wanted to catch the last ray of light on the sea before sinking into the sea.

"Please apologize to my father for me."

She didn't cry, but just looked at him motionlessly with those big eyes that were somewhat similar to Alice.

It has nothing to do with being strong.

Mori Ogai felt that Erika-chan was a squeezed sponge at that time, and her tears were drained by the man's unilateral punching and kicking.

In front of the port mafia leader who symbolizes violence and power, the only way for a child with no strength to restrain his pain is to show weakness.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window stopped miraculously, and the sky cut by the leaves showed a clean broken blue.

Mori Ogai was silent for half a minute, then burst out laughing.

"Okay."

In the innocent and surprised expression of the other party, he pinched her cheek.

"But don't worry, no one will hurt you anymore, Erika-chan."

The doctor's white coat was stained with blood, and 10 minutes earlier, Mori Ogai had cut the neck of the former head of the port mafia with a sharp scalpel.

Of course, he couldn't remember many things that day.

But there was one thing that he hadn't forgotten even after ten years.

——At least at that time, his little Erika trusted him wholeheartedly.

—

"The leader has died of a sudden illness, and he left a last word to pass on to me."

The one who confirmed this was a boy named Osamu Dazai.

Mori Ogai took the position of leader as a matter of course.

In the dim light, he played with the scalpel in his white-gloved hand.The silver handle turned from his index finger to his little finger, swung around, and drew a dangerous arc in the air.

But one day, all the voices of opposition within the port mafia were eliminated.

"...Why did you leave me?"

"Because Erika-chan is innocent."

Every time the golden shadow hides behind Koyo Ozaki and asks him with his head tilted like this, Mori Ogai will answer with a smile like this.

Osamu Dazai didn't believe a word of it.

"Dazai-kun looks at me like he's looking at a pervert."

Mori Ogai noticed the wine squeezed from poisonous mushrooms in Osamu Dazai's hand, he didn't stop him, but shook his head sadly.

Osamu Dazai was not interested in playing charades with Mori Ogai, he just stirred the beaker with a glass rod, not knowing what else was added to it, and Mori Ogai watched the clear liquid bubbling and bubbling curiously.

"Is it a new invention?" Mori Ogai asked.

Osamu Dazai smiled complacently, "Poisonous mushrooms and sulfuric acid, this time I will definitely be able to..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, the bubbling liquid in his hand disappeared.

In its place is a colorful mushroom.

Osamu Dazai couldn't laugh anymore, he raised his eyes indifferently, and caught sight of the blond child sticking out his head from under the table beside him.

The next second that she met Dazai Osamu's eyes, Xiao Erika shrank back guiltily.

"I don't agree with keeping her." Osamu Dazai was in a very bad mood at the moment, as he said, even the eyes that were exposed outside the bandages became a little darker, "Her abilities are highly exploitable. From the point of view of pedigree, you may be pulled down in the future."

Mori Ogai blinked, not minding what Osamu Dazai said at all.

Instead, he turned his head and asked the little girl under the table, "Are you going to kill me to be the leader, Eri Huajiang?"

Erika, who hadn't thought about this possibility at all, jumped up in fright, hit her head against the corner of the table, yelled "uh", and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"I don't want to be the leader."

She paused, glanced at Osamu Dazai who had written [If you use supernatural powers on my invention again, I'll throw you into the river] written all over his face, and added something silently.

"Mr. Dazai said that if you become the leader, you will become bald. I don't want to become bald."

Mori Ogai: "..."

Mori Ogai: "Dazai-kun."

With a click, the door to the chief's office was closed.

Osamu Dazai slipped away as he saw the wind.

Mori Ogai is very satisfied with the result.

"Eri flower sauce."

He called her name again, and the little girl came over immediately.

A small animal that has been kept in a cage for a long time has suffered inhuman torture and has an extraordinary dependence on the first person who reaches out to her.

Mori Ogai took advantage of this.

He held her in his arms, glanced at the official documents spread out on the table, and the words were indeed meant for her.

"Actually, Dazai-kun is right."

"Recently, the people under him are unexpectedly useless. A team under Hongye was injured a little during a mission recently, so they yelled that they couldn't work."

"I'm really troubled."

Sometimes Mori Ogai would talk to her in a coquettish tone.

That kind of acting like a baby is not really acting like a baby.

It was a poison wrapped in honey, and Mori Ogai disguised a lie with sweet words.

"Will Erika-chan help me?"

When he asked this, the little girl in his arms nodded hesitantly.

Mori Ogai immediately yelled "Eri Hana~" with a moved expression.

It was a secret only he and Osamu Dazai knew before the death of the former leader.

The child called "Wild Species" possesses the ability called "Twilight".

—The ability to reverse all things to their previous state in disregard of all ethical rules.

For Mori Ogai, this is more precious than "Please Don't Die" with Akiko Yosano.

As for pedigree, Mori Ogai isn't worried about that.

Everything is still under control, and risks always coexist with rewards.As it stood now, she was worth more than anyone in the Port Mafia.

This is the real reason Mori Ogai left her.

—

Erika recently made a good friend named "Alice". Compared with her, Alice is a little shorter, but her personality is much tougher, especially when she opposes Mori Ogai's perverted hobbies. He refused to back down on any conditions.

"The newly opened cake shop on the corner is delicious, we can go together in the afternoon, the one without Rintaro!"

Alice's new hobby is to drag her around. Erika was a little worried about getting lost at first, but later she was able to walk back to the Port Mafia's mansion with her eyes closed.

Perhaps under the subtle influence of Alice, Erika said the first word "no" to Mori Ogai after the second month of taking office.

Mori Ogai was so shocked that he even dropped his pen.

He stared at her in silence for a while, but before she retreated, he hugged her with pink bubbles all over his body.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Erika couldn't understand the other party's reaction at all.

"Rintaro."

She learned to call his name like Alice, and clearly felt the man who held her in his arms stiffen.

"Do you like me, Rintaro?"

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because I'm watching a movie recently." Erika hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Dazai glanced at me when he passed by, and said that you don't really like me."

Mori Ogai was not surprised by Dazai Osamu's bad behavior. The young man in the rebellious period repeatedly stumbled in suicide, and the reason was that Mori Ogai gave Erika "keep an eye on Dazai Osamu, don't let him die" command.

Even if Osamu Dazai shot himself in the head, after his heart stopped beating, Erika's ability could pull him back from the gate of hell.

"What has Erika-chan been watching recently?" Mori Ogai changed the subject and asked curiously.

Erika answered very honestly in this regard.

"Lolita."

"..."

"There's also "Broken Soul in Venice."

"..."

Mori Ogai, who fell into silence, began to reflect on why his little Erika was watching either a love story between a middle-aged man and a teenage girl or a love story between a middle-aged man and a teenage boy.

"Alice-chan likes to watch Soda Superman recently."

Mori Ogai patted her on the head.

"Erika-chan can also watch it with Alice."

Even though he said so, Mori Ogai seldom released Alice since then.

The reason is that Alice inadvertently said that if she disappeared, Rin Taro might be so anxious that he would cry.

At that time, Ozaki Koye led his subordinates to search the room on the top floor, but they couldn't find the other party's shadow.

Mori Ogai sighed with a headache, he stood up and found her in the closet in Erika's old room.

The little girl's almond eyes were wide open, and there was an indescribable surprise hidden inside.

"That's childish."

But now Erika ruthlessly rejected him again.

"I like you, Rintaro."

The little rabbit in the cage looked boldly into his eyes.

"It's because I like you that I do those things for you."

"If you betray me, I will drag you to hell."

The unexpected words made Mori Ogai's hand holding her tighten a bit.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at her calmly for a while, suppressing aggression in his eyes.

"Where did you learn this, Erika-chan?"

Mori Ogai smiled and asked patiently.

Erika: "...Cartoon."

Mori Ogai nodded: "Then it's better not to watch Superman, the news broadcast is very good, I can watch it with Erika-chan."

Erika tilted her head and did not refuse.

But in fact, she didn't have any interest in the news broadcast. As soon as the host on the TV spoke, she nodded and fell asleep in his arms.

Mori Ogai made a nasal laughing sound, he poked her cheek, moved his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, and finally landed on the throbbing carotid artery beside her neck.

"Are you asleep, Erika-chan?"

He asked with a smile, but the only answer was the other party's even breathing.

"It would be embarrassing for me to be so unguarded."

As he spoke, he carried the other party back to the newly purchased small bed in his office.

—

Things have changed since then.

Every time Mori Ogai returns to the office, he always receives a bunch of gifts on the table.

Sometimes it's a strangely shaped stone, sometimes it's a freshly picked flower, but the 1.8-meter-long skirt is outrageous.

"I thought Rintaro liked this."

Little Erika looked at him very innocently.

Mori Ogai: "I like to see Erika-chan wearing it."

Erika thought for a while, then replied "No".

Mori Ogai burst into tears on the spot, and he poked her forehead in grief and anger, "Why does it look more and more like Alice-chan."

Erika is very persistent: "I don't like it."

After she finished speaking, she paused again, and frowned in confusion, "When my father was around, he always asked me to wear these clothes for him to see."

The man who was gradually aging and hit by the disease could only prove his strength by destroying weak and beautiful things.

——Your father is a great mafia leader, and he will come back to pick us up when he finishes his work.

Mother obviously said so.

But in Leibo Street, when his father came to pick her up with his men, he shot through his mother's abdomen.

That's not fatal, just to prove something.

No.

No.

The voice was all over her head.

But when she raised her hand and wanted to use the power on her mother, the thin woman put a finger on her lips.

--waste.

She heard her father call her that.

Bright red blood splashed onto her face, which was the life of her mother, but the man in the suit frowned in disgust.

To him, it was no different from spoiled food.

He dressed her in the best clothes, fed her expensive food, and beat her with a whip.

On such days, sympathy for the mother gradually turned into hatred.

Simply destroy everything.

Almost the second after having such an idea, Erika opened her eyes wide in horror.

She felt guilty and unbelievable for her horrible thoughts, reason and emotion tore each other, almost torturing her to the point of madness.

Mori Ogai appeared at that time.

——If you’re scared, just look at me, Erika-chan.

Mori Ogai is special.

"Even for me?"

After a long silence, Mori Ogai's voice interrupted her terrifying memories.

Erika sat in Mori Ogai's arms and raised her head in doubt.

The man's black hair just hung down on her face, Mori Ogai lowered his head to look at her, with a strange luster shining in his irises.

"I thought Erika-chan liked me."

"I do like Rintaro."

"That's fine." The black-haired leader laughed, "I like Erika-chan very much, too."

"……what?"

"As long as I pay the equivalent." Mori Ogai said, his eyes dark as night, but the smile on his lips widened a bit, "Erika-chan only looks at me, and I only look at you. Look at Erika."

The sun rose outside the window, and Erika's eyes widened from shock slowly returned to their original shape. She was extremely happy, and jumped barefoot into Mori Ogai's embrace.

"Wait for me, Rintaro!"

She ran out like flying, and ran back like flying again.

"Today's gift."

It is a drawing book with warped corners.

Mori Ogai glanced at it indifferently, and accepted it as usual.

Or give it to Dazai like that 1.8-meter skirt.

—

Erika couldn't remember when, there was an extra person named Chuya Nakahara in the port mafia.

"I'm also from Leibo Street."

When she said that, the red-haired boy was a little surprised.

However, this kind of surprise also became subtle after Nakahara found that she followed Dazai Osamu every step of the way.

Osamu Dazai saw through his thoughts at a glance, and waved his hands in disgust, "This is the leader's pet, and it has nothing to do with me."

Erika answered fluently: "You don't mind, Mr. Dazai is just shy."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "Who are you calling shy?"

Erika: "Mr. Dazai is actually a good man. He has a good heart. In order to avoid polluting the environment, he has recently been looking for an environmentally friendly way to commit suicide."

Osamu Dazai: "If you say one more word, I'll knock your head off, Erika-chan."

Erika: "Look, every time Mr. Dazai is too shy, he will become angry with embarrassment. That's what it said on TV. There must be nothing wrong."

Zhongya Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai's deflated expression, and almost laughed until he hit the ground.

Osamu Dazai gave him a cold look, "When will it be my turn to be laughed at by a dog?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Chuya Zhongyuan: "You are courting death."

Osamu Dazai dismissed Chuya Nakahara's threats. He was about to say something sarcastic, but in a blink of an eye he thought of why Erika followed him.

"Eri flower sauce."

"Ok?"

"Chuya said he was going to kill me, so you will protect me?"

Nakahara Nakaya watched as Erika was blinded by Osamu Dazai with a few words.

The little blond girl looked at him solemnly and began to conduct ideological education.

"That's not right, Mr. Nakahara."

"...what are you trying to say?"

"Rin Taro said that if you are bullied, you should double the bullying back. So the correct way to respond should be to say that Mr. Dazai is worse than a dog."

Dazai didn't expect that he would have today's rule: "..."

Erika watched Osamu Dazai go away with a dark face, she was about to follow, but Nakahara Nakaya pinned her head.

A boy who was slightly taller than her asked her name.

Erika answered the question honestly, and whispered in her heart that the newcomer was indeed not as smart as Dazai.

Obviously Dazai called her name just now.

Nakahara Nakahara rubbed her head again when he was a boy.

"Come to me if you need help."

It means that for the sake of her future, he has covered her.

Erika was puzzled.

"I'm strong."

She muttered in a low voice, but Zhong Yuan Zhongya did not hear her.

—

"I am disappointed."

The man sitting behind the desk crosses his index fingers and rests his chin on the back of his hand.

Mori Ogai looked at Erika in front of him, his serious expression only lasted for a few seconds, and he returned to his usual off-line appearance.

"Eri Huachan hasn't come to play with me recently."

He sighed, feigning a heartbroken dark color.

"You must be in love with someone else."

Erika hesitated for a moment: "The rice cooked by Odasaku is delicious."

Mori Ogai: "..."

Erika: "So after the mission is over, I went to Odasaku's place for a meal."

Mori Ogai recalled Odasaku's name, and then matched him with the man who had been close to Dazai recently.

But no matter what, a dignified leader actually lost to a meal - he really couldn't hold his head up when he said it.

"But it took three days, five hours and eight minutes... Now it's nine minutes."

Just as Mori Ogai was about to sigh, he heard Erika counting seriously.

"This is the time I didn't see Rintaro."

Mori Ogai: "Oh, Erika-chan still likes me QAQ the most."

He said so, showing corresponding joy.

To be honest, he only felt that he hadn't seen each other for a while, but he didn't think it was such a long time as three days.

Thinking of this, Mori Ogai took a rare and serious look at the other party, and was surprised to find that the other party's hair seemed to be a little longer.

Erika keenly noticed Mori Ogai's gaze.

"I'll cut it out tomorrow."

"Ok?"

"Rintaro doesn't like it?"

Mori Ogai blinked and laughed twice, "No, Erika-chan is cute anyway. But it's a bit long, it will affect the mission."

Before Erika could react, she was hugged by the other party.

Mori Ogai braided her hair before she could speak.I just fell in love with her on my own.

He hugged her and rubbed against her, but he heard a question from the girl who had been silent for a long time.

"Has Rintaro ever braided someone else's hair?"

Mori Ogai said "Huh?" and thought for a while: "No, only Erika-chan."

Although I really want to braid Alice, Alice still prefers loose hair.

As a result, the little rabbit in his arms was in a better mood visible to the naked eye.

"Then I'll braid Rintaro's hair in the future."

she suggested enthusiastically, looking very cute with her flushed cheeks.

Mori Ogai could not refuse her words.

But he did see the love that was about to overflow in the other's eyes.

"Erihua-chan hasn't killed anyone yet, has she?"

"Ok?"

"Want to try it out?"

"Does Rintaro have anyone he hates?"

It's all about asking questions.

Mori Ogai was not surprised by this. He curled up his lips and explained patiently, "No, I just think that if Erika-chan is too sympathetic, she might be abducted like before."

"..."

"I don't fight back when I'm beaten, it hurts my heart."

Mori Ogai lowered his eyes and saw the horrific wound on her arm.

Obviously she could be cured with supernatural powers, but she didn't do so.

"Are you watching this, Rintaro?"

She didn't even mind showing it to him.

"I was able to meet Rintaro because of it, so I don't hate it."

The girl's immature voice came into his ears, and Mori Ogai was taken aback, but he didn't expect this to be the reason.

Those blue eyes watched him motionlessly, clearer than they remembered.

She was looking at him with all her heart, just as she had promised.

It was as if she belonged to him from head to toe.

……

No, thinking about it carefully, it seems to be the case.

He tied her braids, and he carefully selected her clothes, even the scent of the shampoo was his favorite.

Mori Ogai got her as he wished.

An important weapon, a precious bird.

"So, if Rintaro wants me to kill someone."

"I'll do it."

—

It was clearly promised like this, but what went wrong?

Mori Ogai glanced at the documents he had placed on the table, and his heart sank.

He deliberately put a hair on it when he left, but it was gone when he came back.

[Ability to open license]

Mori Ogai has been preparing for a long time to get this thing.

Because of this, he will not allow the slightest error in this matter.

"Eri flower sauce."

Holding his chin, he called her name again, his expression more indifferent than ever.

The little bird he cultivated was being pressed on the carpet in the office at this time, and his subordinates pointed guns at her head in unison.

"Have you told Dazai yet?"

Mori Ogai squatted in front of her, his tone was sweet, with an obvious taste of coaxing.

"……No."

She lied.

"That's why you have your own ideas."

Mori Ogai was a little angry, but he still asked patiently.

The man's eyelashes drooped, and the emotion in his eyes was dim.

"Let me guess, will Erika-chan intend to disobey my order and complete the task instead of Odasaku?"

She is a child raised by him alone.

The advantage of this is that even if she bites her lip and doesn't speak, Mori Ogai can easily guess her thoughts.

Then his eyes became dangerous.

"That's not okay, Erika-chan."

He ran his fingers through her loose blond hair and jerked her, forcing her to look up at him.

Mori Ogai moved closer to her.

"How can you fall twice in the same place, you have to understand your importance."

She still didn't say a word.

Mori Ogai looked indifferently at the blood oozing from the corner of her lips, and after a while, he sighed helplessly.

"Come on, Erika-chan, I like you very much."

——As a doctor, watching you die, I will feel distressed.

The man in front of her who had become the leader of the mafia overlapped with the shadow in the white coat she remembered.

"……fraud."

Her voice was weak, but it still reached Mori Ogai's ears.

"You said the same to Yosano."

Mori Ogai didn't expect to hear Yosano's name from the other party's mouth, he thought for a while, if it wasn't what Dazai said, then Erika probably met Yosano Akiko on the road.

Yokohama is such an amazing place.

I knew that she should not be allowed to go out except for performing tasks.

Mori Ogai felt a little regretful about this.

"Erika-chan is not the same as Yosano."

He made a troubled expression.

"Are you doubting me? I didn't raise Erika-chan as Xie Ye."

The blond girl looked at him.

She seemed to be shaken for a moment, but her eyes quickly recovered.

"Then what about the gift I gave Rintaro?"

"Huh? What gift?"

"Reader." She paused, and repeated persistently, "When Lin Taro said he would only look at me, I gave Lin Taro the reader."

Mori Ogai recalled.

He didn't know where that thing was stuffed.

"...that's my most important thing, Rintarou."

His brief silence allowed the girl in front of him to get an answer.

Drops of water fell drop by drop, bursting into a fragile flower on the floor.

Mori Ogai's gaze froze for a moment, he raised his eyes, and looked at those crying eyes in disbelief.

"For Rintaro, I'm just an insignificant pawn."

——You lost my most important thing.

It was obviously a baby she didn't show to anyone.

She held it when the mother was killed.

She held it too as the whips fell one by one.

It was stained black with blood.

Before sending it to Mori Ogai, Erika hesitated for a long time, and tore off the blood-stained page.

For her, it was a precious amber.

She sealed all the good things in it and put them carefully in her pockets.

It was as if, as long as it was well preserved, she could dream of the carefree days in Leibo Street when she fell asleep.

She was so hungry that her stomach was growling, and the first time she had the idea of ​​stealing something, her mother severely hit her palm with a ruler.

——No one is born humble, Erika.

— Even if we wear the worst clothes, it doesn't mean we are the worst people.

——But the one whose heart is dyed black is different.

At that time, Xiao Erika cried and did so.

She sat at the door, waiting and waiting, until the sun rose the next day, but she didn't wait for her mother to come back.

People in Leibo Street couldn't find any good jobs, and my mother had already worked very hard, so I couldn't complain anymore.

While thinking about this, Xiao Erika shook her feet boredly.

The delicious bread was handed to her at this time.

Erika doesn't remember his name, but the companion behind him muttered dissatisfiedly, "That's my lunch, Jay."

She whispered "Thank you" and broke the bread in half, giving one half to herself and the other half to her mother.

——Look, Erika, there are still many kind-hearted people in this world.

People from the Port Mafia always look down on people from Rabo Street.

They say that people in Leibo Street are born poor, always causing trouble, even breathing is a waste of resources, and they deserve to die of illness.

But Erika remembered.

The poor have the suffering of the poor, but also the happiness of the poor.

The poor tend to be more united than the rich.

Suffering has twisted them into a rope, and this kind of rope is a rope that they will not break even if they walk out of this sinful land.

Erika remembered the morning when she got the bread, the morning light was faint, the gloomy dark clouds were dispersed by the sun, and the sun fell like an arrow.

"What are you arguing with the children?"

She heard the big brother named Jie say so.

In fact, at that time, it didn't matter who found her in the cabinet.

She just needs someone to stop herself from having the idea of ​​"simply destroying everyone."

She likes Lin Taro because of that.

"I gave you my most important thing, Rintaro."

The girl's voice was so soft that it could be dissipated by the wind. Mori Ogai stood where he was, without moving for a while.

"Before Dazai asked me if I wanted to usurp the throne, for the sake of my help, he can also give me some advice."

"I don't have the talent to be a leader. Rintaro built Yokohama very well, so I think Rintaro is necessary for the port mafia."

"Dazai thought I was too useless, he slapped the back of my head and told me to run away quickly."

His little rabbit smiled.

"But I don't care about running away. It doesn't matter if Rintaro wants to kill me, because Rintaro is of great value to me."

"That's what I thought—"

"But Rintaro is dirty, so I don't like Rintaro anymore."

Erika was exactly 12 years old when she said this sentence.

Mori Owai pursed his lips, his drooping eyelashes trembling.

He looked at her, his heart trembled in his chest, and he quickly regained his composure.

——Erika, one day, you will find someone you like.

——What is someone you like?

——Hmm... Probably like intersecting lines, no matter how far or where you go, you will meet each other sooner or later.

There's no point in saying that.

Erika remembered watching her mother draw two lines on the paper at that time.

—But, mother.

She tilted her head suspiciously.

——After they met once, they never met again.

"But I was wrong too."

Her lips moved and her voice fell.

"Go to hell, Rintaro."

Mori Ogai listened to her and watched her activate her ability.

Erika broke free from the restraint of his subordinates and returned to the posture she had a few minutes ago.

She raised her gun at him, her tearful eyes were full of brilliance, but her expression was extremely indifferent.

Such indifference is not like a piercing ice edge, but like a whale sinking into the deep sea.

Has a beauty that fascinates him.

"Isn't this a good way to grow up, Erika-chan."

——The best solution comes first, and it doesn't matter who sacrifices.

- Dazai-kun, the so-called leader, leader