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When Chuya woke up, he stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment, saw the layout of the surroundings, and the two sets of dresses that were not put away on the sofa, and realized that he was in the lounge of the office.

After being promoted to a quasi-cadre, of course he had a new office.Sleeping in the office on the first day of his promotion is simply a sign that he will become a model worker and social animal like his peers in the future.

No, no, he doesn't want to be so miserable.

Zhong also thought lazily when he was tired all over.

He sat up in bed, feeling a thousand angels playing basketball in his head.

Or rest today.

Nakaya, who hadn't recovered from the hangover, looked at the soft big bed and thought sinfully.

But then he thought of a lot of work that needed to be handed over, rubbed his hair irritably, and got up anyway.

Walking into the bathroom, he took a shower, changed the clothes that smelled of alcohol on his body, and felt much more sober. Fortunately, Sister Hongye thoughtfully prepared the replacement clothes here.

After a night of hangover, my mind is still a little dull, and I didn't wear too complicated clothes, just a simple white shirt and suit pants.

After tidying up, Nakaya, with his messy hair on his back, yelled and pushed open the door of the lounge, which was directly connected to his private office.

Pianist: "Good morning, Zhongye."

Dumbbird: "Zhongye, early~"

Surgeon: "Good morning."

PR officer: "Zhongye, good day."

Cold-blooded: "Morning."

Chuya's movements stopped, he blinked, and suddenly wondered if he had started to dream, otherwise how could he see these five guys waiting for him in the office early in the morning.

He recalled what happened at the banquet last night. They all drank a lot, so they probably just slept in his office?He slept on the bed alone, so what about the sofa they slept on?Or sleep on the carpet?

Zhong also thought so, and asked the same question.

"Pfft." Several people burst into laughter.

The pianist came over, messed up Chuya's hairstyle, and explained, "Chuya, what do you think? We didn't sleep in a good room, and came to you to sleep on the floor."

Among them, Chuya and the pianist are all quasi-cadres, the dumb bird, the surgeon, and the public relations officer are all the ministers of important departments, and Leng Xue is also the leader of the guerrilla unit. .

"Our drinking capacity is not as bad as yours." Dumbbird laughed exaggeratedly, "In the end, only you were unconscious."

Not only did he say that, he took out his mobile phone and took out a photo of himself and drunken Zhong Ye last night and showed it.

In the photo, Zhong also sat on the sofa and fell asleep. Dumbbird poked his head out and took a selfie, gesturing with a pair of scissors.

"At first, I really wanted to let everyone sleep together. The bed in my office has been remodeled. It's a pity that your sleeping position is too bad. Everyone couldn't bear it anymore, and finally sent you back." The public relations officer also found out Photos to prove it.

In the photo, there is a luxurious big bed, but I can't bear it, and I'm lying on it in a large font. Even though I'm petite, it takes up a lot of space, and the surrounding table lamps are controlled by a different ability to be in a state of weightlessness.

Zhongye's ears were already red, he slapped away the pianist's messy hands on his head, and shouted angrily, "Delete it for me!"

The pianist patted Nakaya on the shoulder instead, "Okay, let's fight in a while, let's have breakfast first. It was Leng Xue who packed it for everyone from the cafeteria."

There were two four-layer lunch boxes on the coffee table, which seemed to be enough for the six of them.

"The coffee is ready, does anyone want it?" The surgeon was fiddling with the coffee machine in the office, and Zhong Ye didn't even notice that there was a coffee machine here. How could this group of guys be more familiar with his office than he was.

Everyone raised their hands.

After a while, they sat on the sofas on both sides of the coffee table. There were not enough seats, and Zhong also sat directly on the desk, but this did not make him look tall, because his feet were still some distance from the ground, just like a child Same.

Everyone was holding a cup of coffee and chatting while enjoying the breakfast in the cafeteria, feeling very comfortable.It was this comfort that made the pianist make a proposal when everyone was about to finish eating.

"How about buying a villa and living together?"

Zhong also thinks this is a good idea. He likes to see his friends when he wakes up, eats with everyone, and discusses various interesting topics together.

So he hastily swallowed the poached egg in his mouth and was the first to respond.

"Okay, but my room should be far away from the dumb bird." Now living in the apartment upstairs and downstairs with the dumb bird is really tormented.

"Privacy is better, and it is best to have a courtyard to block the view." The public relations officer is a star, and he will pay more attention to this aspect.

The surgeon smiled sinisterly, "It's better to have a basement, I want to change it into a laboratory."

Zhong also suspected that it would be a morgue, he hesitated to speak, but finally did not ask.

Dumbbird opened his arms and made a big gesture, "There must be a big garage, and it's more convenient!"

Chuya's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Yes, the garage must be large, and there must be a wine cellar in the basement."

Cold-blooded is more casual, just from the perspective of preventing sniping, "Nearby buildings should be lower."

The pianist listened to their request and pondered for a moment, "I'll give orders later, it's hard to find all these conditions together."

Indeed, it is almost impossible to find such a house nearby.It would be about the same if you found a villa to overthrow and rebuild, but that would be too cost-effective and time-consuming.

reconstruction?

"I know one." Zhong Ye suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "That house has an owner, let me communicate."

Lan Bo's villa [1] was destroyed by the GSS during the investigation of the resurrection of the ancestors. After that, Lan Tang recovered his memory, took the things and left, and the ones he didn't take were thrown into the sea by the port Mafia.Such an empty and dilapidated house, if Chuya hadn't remembered it today, I'm afraid it would have been forgotten forever.

In fact, the location of the house is very good. It is on a high ground, there are no other buildings nearby, and it can directly overlook Yokohama City. It has a basement and a courtyard, and the garage can be converted without any problem.

Zhong also did what he said, and immediately called his brother to ask about the house. He didn't know whether it was bought by Rimbaud or allocated by the organization.

Rimbaud had indeed left the dilapidated house behind for a long time, and he was happy to live in Zhongye after a good repair, and it would be much easier to find Zhongye in the future.

"But that house was given by Mori Ogai when he was promoted." The house is not cheaper than Mori Ogai's custom-made sports car, and it seems to be a big deal, but in fact it didn't cost a penny at all, because the house was left by the previous generation Yes, it is an asset of the organization, and because of Lantang's household registration, there is no transfer of ownership at all.

This also made Rimbaud feel dissatisfied. The younger brother finally wanted something, but the owner was not himself.

After hanging up the phone, he discussed with Verlaine, and felt that apart from the previous hat and a French winery that Chuya gave on his birthday, the other gifts were too ordinary, and they needed something special.

And Zhong also felt that he had used his brother's past residence after all, so it was better to prepare some gifts.

Then Chuya called the leader again, Mori Ogai heard that he wanted the house, agreed without thinking, and asked if he wanted to send someone to repair it.

It actually costs a lot to repair such a house, which is why the house has been vacant after Rimbaud left.

Zhong also rejected the leader's proposal, he planned to discuss the new design with his companions, and then find someone to decorate.The cost of hard and soft outfits is not low, but it is not a problem for the six of them, and it is much cheaper than buying a set and rebuilding it.

Everyone will be able to live together soon, and everyone is in a good mood, even Leng Xue, who has always been expressionless, has a slight smile.

"By the way, does anyone know someone who can speak Italian?" Zhong also thought of his future work and decided to make early preparations, "Ah, you exclude the public relations officer."

As the minister of the foreign affairs department, the public relations officer is proficient in multiple languages, but he is also a guy with a full line of announcements.

In addition, sister Hongye is of course good at Italian, but if I ask her to teach me, it will take up too much of the other party's time.

Dumbbird pointed to himself and said, "I will."

"You?" This was something Chuka hadn't expected at all.

"I have Italian ancestry!" Dumbbird showed a shining smile, "Does Zhong also want to learn Italian?"

The pianist added on the side: "The cousin of Dumbbird is the head of a family in Italy. It seems to be called... Vault?"

Dumbbird nodded frantically.

"Wait, the leader of the Italian family Vault...isn't he the leader of Gabrielone?" Zhong was also shocked. Although he didn't have much contact with European affairs, he also knew that Gabrielone was an ally in the port of Mafia's trade. and partner.

"That's right, so rest assured and leave it to me!" Dumbbird patted his chest and promised that he would teach Chuya soon.

"Then... I'll leave it to you." Although Duanniao's personality is relatively eccentric, he also believes in his ability.

Everyone had almost eaten breakfast, and the public relations officer's cell phone rang at this time.

"Is there an announcement so early?" Zhong Ye asked casually.They are all used to the busyness of public relations officers, and this guy is the most difficult to get together at a party.

The public relations officer shrugged helplessly, "Yes, a variety show filmed on location, to promote a new movie."

Dumbbird said like a little fan: "It's the action movie with Yuhei Hashima [2], it's been almost a year and it's finally going to be released. What date?"

The public relations officer showed a standard business smile, and said brightly: "On the [-]th of next month, you must come and see Chuya! Youping's acting skills are very good, and of course I won't lose to him. Anyway, it will be a great show." A good film."

Due to his career as a public relations officer, Zhongya still knows a little bit about those celebrities.

Hashima Yuhei is a popular actor from Ikebukuro. Although he is not as influential as a public relations officer, he is also well-known in the country with outstanding acting skills. He is a rare person who can be praised by a public relations officer.

"I'll definitely go back and watch." Zhong also said firmly.

In the world of peers, this work was not successfully released because the filming was not finished, and this time he will definitely watch it in its entirety.

Seeing Zhongye's expression, the public relations officer suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Zhongye's cheeks and pulled them from side to side, "You don't have to take it as seriously as your posthumous work, I still have a lot of works. Don't you think about taking pictures with me?" Movie?"

Because of the PR officer's actions, Chuya's a little sadness just now dissipated. He pulled this guy off his body, "I have refused many times, so I don't want to do that kind of thing. Hurry up and shoot your variety show."

The PR officer had no choice but to leave with regret on his face. The others stayed and chatted for a while, and then they all returned to their offices to start working.

After being promoted to a quasi-cadre, Zhongye's work has visibly increased, and it will continue to increase in the future.

Getting along with Qihui in the morning made Zhongye feel so happy that he had almost finished the paperwork before noon.

"Mr. Nakaya." His deputy knocked on the door and said, "Oda Sakunosuke has come to report."

Chuya slapped his head, only to realize that he still had an appointment with this person, so he asked Sekiko to let him in.

The wine-red haired man walked in, Chuya looked at this guy, and always felt that he was not the kind of person who would become friends with Osamu Dazai.

"Mr. Chuya, I'm here to report, what will my next job be?"

At the beginning, Chuya wanted Oda to join his army, but Oda is also a guy who doesn't want to kill, so he really has a headache.

assistant?driver?

By the way, this guy said he wanted to write a novel.

"I remember you telling me that you don't kill people because you want to write novels?"

"Yes."

"Then ask you to teach Atsushi and Akutagawa about literature. I just arranged for them to write a review yesterday, but the things they handed in are completely unreadable."

Nakaya sighed and showed Oda the self-criticism written by the two overnight.

After Oda took the reading, he fell into silence.

This level is indeed a headache.

"In short, the two of them have never received any education in this area because of their past experiences. Being able to read is already pretty good. You should have read a lot of books and can write, so I'll leave it to you."

The more Chuya thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good arrangement.

He himself only has memories of nine years after his birth, and he didn't read too many books when he was a sheep. Now he is studying hard for work. He has self-study related books and has taken several certificates.

However, he believes that there is still a certain gap between the level that can teach humanities.

Oda didn't hate this job, so he nodded and agreed.

Zhong also continued, "Not only basic literary literacy, but also clerical work. You were a low-level member before, have you been exposed to these?"

"Only a few reports are written, but usually nobody reads them."

Nakaya thought for a while, called Sekiguchi, and asked him to bring over the report that Oda had written in the past.

It was really a thick stack, and Rang Zhong couldn't help asking: "How long have you been a low-level member?"

"Seven years."

"It's been seven years and I'm still a low-level member..." Zhong was also a little surprised, and thought of his elder brother again, "The former leader is really a waste."

"There is such a thing. There were a lot of leftovers in the cafeteria when the first generation leader was in power."

"Yes, Dumbbird complained because the food at that time was too bad-no! That's not what I mean by waste."

Nakaya also complained, he casually picked up a report by Oda and looked at it.

"Huh? Is it also our job for couples to quarrel?"

"Because it is a company that has contacts with the organization, if I leave it alone, it may affect future cooperation. But I didn't do anything in the end, and they reconciled themselves."

"Is love... hard to understand." After reading the report, Nakaya finally understood why no one read Odasaku's report. Firstly, it was because the matter was too trivial and there was no need to read it. Secondly, it was because of this guy. It's so detailed it's almost like a novel.

So Zhong also said in this report: "Your report is simply a short story, and it is quite interesting to read. Isn't this a great work?"

Oda was stunned, "Is this okay?"

Zhong also took someone else's report from his desktop and showed him, "This is a normal report. So what you wrote is completely a novel. Do you want to publish it? I can allow it for trivial things." You publish it, but the part related to the organization must be hidden, and the name needs to be circumvented.”

Oda recalled that when he first wrote the report, he was taught to just write down what happened truthfully.So he wrote it casually, and after submitting it, the atmosphere in the previous generation was loose, and no one checked his report of such trivial work, so he never found out that there was anything wrong with his writing.

So he had already started writing novels?

Oda still had a feeling of unreality.

"But after all, it is a report that has already been handed in. You can't just take it away. I will keep it here for you first. If you want to change it into a novel, polish it and submit it, then come and get it from me." Can control the folded report to fly to the bookshelf.

"Although the report is a little bit different from the expected report, but the writing skills are sufficient. I will find someone to give you some report templates in the future. After you familiarize yourself with it, you can go to Jiaodun and Akutagawa."

Zhong also arranged things and let Oda leave. The basic paperwork has been dealt with, but there is still a lot of handover work to be done.

But before leaving, Oda thought for a while and said, "Has Mr. Nakaya changed his hairstyle? Is this some new fashion?"

"What?" Chuya asked in confusion, and then remembered the pianist's messy hands in the morning, and couldn't help grinding his back teeth. No wonder he didn't dare to look up when Atsushi and Akutagawa came. The kid has a good attitude of admitting his mistakes!

He swung Oda back, and hurried into the bathroom to take care of it.

Oda stood outside Chuya's office for a while.

It turned out that he had been writing novels ever since he decided not to kill anyone.

He remembered the cafe on that rainy day. The author of that book once said to him: "Writing a novel is equal to writing a person."

"You have the qualifications."[3]

He already has the qualifications to write about people, and he has already written novels without knowing it.

The obsessions of the past suddenly disappeared, and Oda had only one thought at the moment—he wanted to write a novel.

Dazai learned that Oda would come to report to Chuya at this time, so he waited early in the corridor outside the office.

Seeing Oda's expression in a daze, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Oda Zuku?"

Oda came back to his senses, looked at Dazai, and said suddenly: "Dazai, I want to write a novel."

Dazai was taken aback, and laughed, "Isn't that great? I'll be the first reader!"

"Okay, I want to show Mr. Chuya later."

"What! Why did you show it to the little dwarf? He can't understand it with such a small brain."

"Dazai will be the first reader, and Mr. Nakaya will be the second."

"So what did the little dwarf do, tell me quickly."

"Um...you didn't do anything, did you?"

"That must be possessed by supernatural powers! Look at my "Disqualification in the World" - how is it, are you awake?"

"I don't feel anything."

"...Ah, tell me what the little dwarf did."

The voices of the two gradually faded away.

To Chuya, this was just an inconspicuous matter, but more than half a month later, when he was going to invite Miss Alice to watch a movie with a public relations officer, Alice was holding a black silk embellished with blue gemstones. Hair brought to him.

"This is a gift from Alice to Chuya, does Chuya like it?"

"Thank you Miss Alice, I like the gift very much." Zhong also looked at the hairband, and felt that the blue gemstones on it looked familiar.

"Hey, the blue gemstone on the top that looks very similar to Nakaya's eyes, but Rintaro asked Dazai to find it!"

"Ha! Is that guy?!" Zhong also began to wonder if there might be a miniature bomb inside the gem, but no matter how he checked it, it was a very precious and beautiful ordinary gem.

"Did that guy take the wrong medicine?" Nakaya finally muttered and put on a new headband.

The author has something to say: Two new non-staff members (Osamu Dazai & Sakunosuke Oda) were added to the group of relatives and friends.

When I read Mr. Oda's book three times, I felt that the work that Fumino Oda's bottom members came into contact with was too appropriate.

Kinda frustrated not being able to write a story that makes you guys want to leave a review.I am aware of many problems with this article, but because I like Chuya, I decided to bite the bullet and write it down.

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Note:

[1] Rantang's villa can be searched for Yokohama Diplomat House or Italian Mountain Garden.

[2] Yuhei Hashima: His real name is Yuhei Heiwajima. In a certain work set in Ikebukuro, he is the younger brother of Shizuo Heiwajima and a popular actor.

[3] Quoting lines from Hei Shi.