Waking up in Taitun

03.

The cadre sitting in the tavern has been frowning slightly since he came to Lupin, with a look of deep thought on his face.

As soon as Oda Sakunosuke walked in, he saw Dazai Osamu's frowning side face. The young man was slightly startled. He didn't expect to see such an expression on the other person's face. Such a troubled look, could it be that something major happened inside the port mafia?

Oda Sakunosuke approached the counter to find his own seat while thinking in his heart, if something really happened, then he had to go and say hello to the owner of the curry shop as soon as possible.Although they are the lowest-level employees who are idle and doing some dispatch work on weekdays, if there is a major change within the organization, even the lowest-level employees will inevitably be affected.

"...I'm going to buy some cat litter on the way back."

During the quiet moment, Osamu Dazai suddenly spoke out, persuading the seriousness on Oda Sakunosuke's face slowly assimilated by the quiet atmosphere back.

The young man turned sideways to look at Osamu Dazai, and realized something after he raised his eyebrows and muttered 'cat climbing frame': "Did Dazai start raising cats?"

He stretched out his hand to take the wine glass handed by the boss and looked at Dazai, his eyes were wide open with a rare expression of surprise on his face: "It's really rare to see you like this."

"No, although I don't hate cats as much as I hate dogs, but I don't like them enough to take the trouble to raise one." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist and yawned, and added a greeting at the end, "Long time no see , Odasaku." He raised his wine glass to the young man.

"It's true that I haven't seen you for a while." Oda Sakunosuke touched his glass with a smile and then returned to the previous topic, "I just heard you talking about cat litter and cat climbing frames. It's not only used by cats. something?"

"Ha," Osamu Dazai said happily with the corners of his eyes raised, "There is no rule that only cats can use those things."

He was halfway through the conversation, hiding some information and looking at Oda Sakunosuke, his eyes flashed with anticipation for the other party's reaction after hearing the next words.

"Odasaku, come and guess, I picked up a very interesting little thing before."

"Picked up...?" The young man was thinking, and he looked up and saw the excitement on the young man's face when he heard duds in the past, and he smiled helplessly, "The one who makes you so interested must not be an ordinary cat. dog."

Osamu Dazai showed a somewhat smug and childish smile on his face: "That's for sure, what I picked up must be something unusual."

"What's that?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at his face and asked with interest.

Osamu Dazai snorted and kept his mouth shut as usual, he moved closer, with a little youthful vigor in his voice.

"It's a big cat."

04.

"You treat this guy like a cat, right?" Nakahara Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai looking for a cat teasing stick and waving it in front of the little white tiger. The stupid tiger ran along the ball for a while. , ran over there again after a while, and was completely played by that cat teasing stick.

"Hmph——" Osamu Dazai laughed twice, "If you really think so, you are very wrong." He jumped down from the table and looked at Nakahara Chuya with interest, "This guy is not As harmless as you can see."

There was some eagerness in his eyes, as if he was thinking of something bad: "Would you like to try?" He suddenly made a sticky and disgusting tone, and said with a bright smile: "Zhongye ~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt chills in his heart and couldn't hold back the goosebumps all over his body when he was shocked by that sound. He didn't hide his disgust at all: "...your tone is really disgusting."

Seeing his reaction, Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, and he smiled maliciously twice: "You show such a reaction, but it makes me look forward to the difference between Mr. Mori and you."

"What are you going to do again..." Zhongya Nakahara looked at him with an extremely ugly expression: "You still want to disgust the leader?" He continued to complain, and looked at Osamu Dazai with extremely speechless eyes: "Speaking of which, recently What's the matter with you, why do I feel that your attitude towards the leader is getting more and more wrong?"

Osamu Dazai just smiled, narrowing his eyes and smiling coldly.He pressed the end of the cat teasing stick with his fingertips, and because of this force, the ball of soft hair that was held down by the white tiger's claws and rolled up with unknown material jumped up. His eyes were startled by the hair ball, his small head shrank, and soon his eyes followed the flying hair ball and looked up—he was hit by Zheng Zheng.

Dazai Osamu laughed at the innocent and slightly dull expression on the back of the face hit by this guy. He covered his eyes with his other hand, and silently shrugged his shoulders a few times.

"...you're going back as you live," Zhong Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, staring at this guy whose mental retardation had been reduced to half his IQ, and a few long black lines seemed to slide down his head.

Hearing Dazai's laughter, Baihu turned his head to look at them with his tiger ears upright. When he saw Dazai, his ears shrugged and trembled twice, and the next moment he stretched out his right paw and stepped on the ground and turned to come over.

"Don't come over." Osamu Dazai put down his hand, and said lazily to the cub who raised his left paw. When he said this, the white tiger's left paw was still hanging in the air, and Nakahara also glanced over. Seeing the stitched wound exposed on the heart of the left paw, he raised his eyebrows, watched the cub lower its paw on the spot and turn around twice, then roared and rushed over to rub Dazai Osamu, and jumped again after rubbing Dash away.

"Tsk," Osamu Dazai frowned and brushed off the tiger hair that had been brushed off his suit, "he's getting more and more disobedient."

"Looking at you, you don't seem to be very annoying." Nakahara Nakaya leaned his back against the wall, and glanced at the white tiger that jumped out of Dazai Osamu's arms and then started to flirt with the cat climbing frame. The body of the cub The shape is not big, and I had a great time playing with the cat climbing frame suitable for adult cats that Osamu Dazai bought from someone, "I heard from my subordinates that this guy scratched you all over the place when you just brought it back. Broken skin," Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed with some disappointment: "I thought I could see your miserable appearance covered in blood."

He curled his lips, remembering that the white tiger's left paw that he just glanced at was definitely not a wound stitched by a professional: "Speaking of which, which organization did this guy belong to before?"

"Don't worry," Osamu Dazai replied, "Guangjin has been sent to deal with it long ago." At this time, he suddenly became interested in playing with the white tiger, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the cub directly. , Osamu Dazai grabbed its paws and wanted to scramble to catch its meat pads. He didn't deliberately avoid the white tiger's claws, but when Feng Rui was about to brush his hand, the paws were suddenly taken away by the cubs. went back.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth, and he just touched the wound that Nakahara Nakaya saw earlier. It stands to reason that there should still be some pain in the unhealed suture, but Nakahara Nakaya looked at it. The cub whose claws were pinched, did that guy show his sharp claws to the boy who held him in his arms?

"What?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little disappointed looking at this domesticated and unwild appearance, "Sure enough, if he is kept in captivity like a pet, the original wildness will be obliterated. '

He smacked his lips, and when he was about to move his eyes away, he caught a glimpse of the shallow bite marks on the tiger's mouth of Osamu Dazai's right hand. It happened that Osamu Dazai was using his right hand to toss the unhealed left palm of the cub, the wound of a boy and a beast. At a certain moment, as if echoing from afar, Nakahara also shook his head, throwing away his inexplicable thoughts.

He simply didn't have the extra patience and interest to watch this guy Dazai entertaining himself with his cat cubs, which seemed to be full of warmth and kindness. Osamu Dazai mentioned: "Recently, the remnants of the mimic overseas seem to be making a fuss." He scratched his hair and said annoyedly: "If there is no accident, I should be transferred abroad to deal with this matter," he said Emphasizing his purpose of coming here as if warning: "Although you seem to be a bit at odds with the leader recently, at least don't cause trouble to the organization when I'm not around."

A few familiar words were mentioned suddenly, Osamu Dazai half-opened his eyes to see Nakahara Chuya's face, and said with a half-smile: "What, Chuya came here for this purpose," he patted Putting the head of the white tiger in his arms, the cub who seemed to have sensed something turned his eyes and looked at himself in a daze, and said: "Nakaya was obviously brought into the organization by me, and now it seems to be completely under the leadership of Mori. It's a guy," he said with a dragging tone, and said indifferently, "I really hate dogs."

Zhongyuan Zhong also laughed angrily, and glanced at Dazai Osamu who said this to provoke trouble, but his heart skipped a beat when he caught a glimpse of the other party's expression, so his anger was defeated again, and the cadre asked with a sullen face: " What is your expression?"

Dazai Osamu's face showed an extremely indifferent expression, which seemed to be incompatible with everything around him. He lowered his gaze to grab the majestic black stripes on the top of the cub's head with a white background. As soon as he got back to the conversation, consciously or unconsciously, he said, "Zhong Ye, why do you think I want to count Mr. Ji Sen first?"

He raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold arc, and his eyes stared at the gravity user as if he was looking at some inanimate object: "Why not, that person deliberately came to fool me Woolen cloth?"

His voice was extremely soft, as if he was simply talking to himself, and even the words he said didn't have the slightest rising tone that interrogative sentences should have.

Nakahara also frowned to look at Osamu Dazai, and vaguely sensed something from these three or two sentences, but the strange feeling was fleeting and he didn't catch it, so the cadre replied extremely unhappily: "I But I don’t know what you are fighting back and forth with the leader.”

The cobalt blue eyes did not show any timidity due to Dazai's cold gaze, Nakahara also raised his eyes, suddenly showing a youthful demeanor, he looked straight at Dazai who did not avoid his gaze, and finally said : "I don't care what's going on between you, anyway, just a word, don't drag out your current entanglement and affect the organization."

He crossed his arms, raised his feet against the wall before, and tiptoed down the wall with a little effort, and then used his strength to make his feet firmly stand on the ground: "In short, I want this result, whatever you want The leader is going to play those annoying schemes, as long as it does not affect the organization, I will not intervene, but," he walked towards the door while talking, and stopped before the closed door in front of him at the end.

Because of the loud bang, Baihu poked his head out of Osamu Dazai's arms to see what caused the commotion, his purple-gold eyes reflected the shadow of the gravitational force slowly withdrawing his feet, and the door that was kicked hard It fell down with a creak, kicking up a cloud of dust. The cub looked at the pitch-black figure and turned around, with a bit of coldness in his cobalt blue eyes: "If the organization starts to become chaotic because of your conflicts, I'm not going to sit idly by."

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, stretched out his hands in a pose of 'it doesn't matter anything', stared at Chuya Nakahara and complained, "Ahhh! Chuya! You don't have to make me look handsome Let’s kick the door like this,” he glanced at the ground, and muttered in distress, “Look at your kick, my door has been kicked into several pieces!”

Nakahara Chuya was annoyed by Dazai Osamu's unreasonable tone again in minutes, he tried not to roll his eyes, and said "I'll be the big deal" with a sullen face, and saw Dazai Osamu's face The smug look after he succeeded, ah, this guy is as irritating as before, Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his molars, and simply walked away directly with heavy steps. Unhappy ghost place.

Osamu Dazai stared at his back, the expressions on his face faded inch by inch until he was expressionless. He lowered his eyes to see the cub that barked and then let out one or two unknown growls. The light purple color in the body has disappeared, and it opened its bright yellow vertical pupils, as if waiting for the boy's words, so the young cadres were pleased by the appearance of the cub, and he Smiling softly, stretched out a hand to put on the little beast's forehead: "There is no need to show such hostility."

"Zhong also just became a loyal dog of the organization." There was mist rising and falling in his eyes, "well, after all, he also attached so much importance to 'sheep' in the past."

"Forget it, anyway, he will be transferred abroad, and Mr. Sen will not find some reason to send him."

The white tiger looked at him, confused, and let out a low groan, still with a milky voice, different from the animal nature shown by other people in front of him, it buried its head and rubbed the boy's hand, sniffing Sniff moved closer to the bite mark on Dazai Osamu's right hand, he rubbed it, and then licked it intimately, as if he was imitating the way Dazai Osamu pinched his left paw earlier - it took this as a kind of close contact.

There was a warm and humid feeling from the tiger's mouth. Osamu Dazai was distracted by the hot and humid feeling. He looked down at the cub's closeness, and grabbed it by the neck and lifted it up with some amusement. He watched the white tiger return to the original Zijin soft eyes.

"Tsk tsk," Osamu Dazai stared at its stupid face and said with some disgust, "Compared to your stupid look now, weren't you quite fierce when I brought you back?"

He didn't want to get any response from the cub, he just stretched out his other free hand to grab the left paw hanging in mid-air, looked closer at the crookedly stitched thread in the center of the paw, and boasted a little : "I didn't say that, as expected, my technique of stitching wounds is still good." He laughed briskly: "Now it looks like it's almost healed."