When Oda Saku became a cadre

"Going back to Yokohama temporarily? I see."

Even Sakunosuke Oda, who is extremely efficient and can perfectly complete the commission every time, has recently become resistant to trivial matters in Tokyo.

When he was in Yokohama, Oda Sakunosuke also had to deal with disputes over supernatural beings.When we arrived in Tokyo, the number of people with supernatural abilities decreased significantly. Except for Tsunayoshi Sawada and others, we haven't seen anyone who can use strange abilities for the time being.

The world really worked hard to keep itself from being destroyed, and it was really hard for him.

Such a small matter of friction with the general mafia can be easily resolved, but the Tokyo branch had civil strife before and is now in a pitiful state of reconstruction.

And the cadre who happened to come to Tokyo was unfortunately sent by Mori Ogai to the town, and the overtime hours were enough to catch up with Ango Sakaguchi.

The only difference is that Oda Sakunosuke still has time to sleep.

Oda Sakunosuke dreams every night when he goes to sleep, whether he dreams about the boyhood he had voluntarily forgotten, or the past in Yokohama.

When he was a teenager, he looked more like what happened around him from a third-person perspective. He never participated in or experienced it, and he couldn't empathize with the people or things he saw.

I didn't really put my own feelings into it, and when I recalled it again, it was like watching a movie, without the slightest sense of reality.

For Oda Sakunosuke, life in Yokohama was more real.Even if you are so poor that almost all your wages are used for the children's living expenses, it is no better than being a killer who has no worries about food and clothing and occasionally goes to the prison to blow on the air conditioner.

Fiction comes from life, and sometimes the drama in life is more exciting than fictional stories.

There are too many coincidences in this world.

It's like just going out for a walk, but at the corner you meet your best friend Oda Sakunosuke who is black and muddy.

The young cadre looked gloomy, and fired several shots at the subordinate who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, but it was not enough to kill him instantly.

The screams echoed in the alley, and the men in black clothes standing on both sides did not dare to breathe heavily. Their shirts were already soaked with sweat, for fear that they would be the next one to be targeted.

"Mr. Sen has long banned these transactions-why challenge these under my hands to increase my workload."

The skinny boy squatted down, his tone sounded like a complaint, but the screams from the ground stopped abruptly in fright.

"I obviously thought you were very obedient, so I can only deal with it. It's so troublesome...ah."

Osamu Dazai, who was about to do something terrible in the next second, suddenly heard footsteps that should not have appeared here.The obviously impatient expression froze directly on his face when he turned his head.

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"Get rid of him quickly." Osamu Dazai ordered in a low voice to the subordinate closest to him while maintaining a frozen impatient expression, then stood up with a smile on his face and jumped up and down, embracing the red-haired man's arm, exerting the greatest strength in his life Drag Oda away.

"Where did Odasaku come from?"

The black suit was inevitably splattered with a lot of blood. The two mafioso didn't care about it, but in order to avoid Ango's subtle complaints, Osamu Dazai decided to borrow a coat from Oda Sakunosuke. It's not very far from here.

"Do you think I won't find out this way, Dazai? You can tell from the size of this coat that it's not yours."

Ango Sakaguchi felt that the smartest cadre of the port mafia might have finally lost his mind.One day after working until he fell into a coma, he unexpectedly dreamed of raising a silly child Osamu Dazai with Oda Sakunosuke, which frightened him awake on the spot, and he didn't dare to sleep again for three whole days.

At this time, Oda Sakunosuke sat on the bar counter and wrote something amidst the background sound of Ango and Dazai's small fight.

The background sound stopped at a certain moment, and behind Oda Sakunosuke, two people who had reached a truce agreement appeared from left and right. Before he could see the content, Oda Sakuno put down his pen and pressed it back.

"What kind of novel does Odasaku want to write?"

Osamu Dazai looked at Sakunosuke Oda who had put away his notebook, and raised his hand to ask a question.

"Ah, I didn't think about it. Now I'm just recording my inspiration. Let's not talk about it. Compared with my novel, how to make Ango sleep is better? Dazai just told me that Ango stayed up all night for three days."

Ango, whose name was called, subconsciously adjusted his glasses.

"But Ango, no matter what, glasses can't block the dark circles under the eyes." Osamu Dazai leaned closer and said emphatically.

"...Don't divert the firepower to me, Dazai, you don't have a good rest yourself, only you have no right to say that."

Osamu Dazai's gurgling stomach also exposed the evil deeds of the owner of the body.

"Then we all learn from Odasaku! Okay, I declare that now Odasaku is our role model. This is a rule under the cadres and no rejection is allowed!"

The wayward cadres verbally set the rules, picked up the wine and drank the air in one gulp.

"Is there anything I can learn?"

Odasaku thought for a long time, but couldn't think of one.

"Odasaku!! Did you secretly replace the wine in my glass with grape juice, wow, it's so sweet."

"Underage should not drink alcohol."

"I'm a mafia cadre! Not a kid."

Ango Sakaguchi laughed for the first time at a party of three, even very loudly.

This kind of daily life, every day is less than one day.

Although Oda Sakunosuke did not officially debut as a novelist, he also wrote a lot of manuscripts.

Some recorded his daily life, and some wrote about the people he met.

Strangers, acquaintances, trivia, things worth remembering.From the inability to write at the beginning to becoming more and more familiar, and then to closing the pen.

Before becoming a cadre, Oda Sakunosuke threw away all the useless old things, including the words he had written.

Later, through various channels, Ango Sakaguchi secretly took away these papers and notebooks before they were burned, and stored them in a place where no one could touch them.

These words stay in the dark, waiting for the possible day when they will see the light again.

The story written by the author will not continue, but his life, which should have ended, is quietly moving in an unpredictable direction.

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"Since when did the concentration of normal people around me become less and less, and the cute neighbors of the same age I thought were also members of the Mafia... What's going on!"

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who accidentally broke the big secret, wrapped himself in a cup and curled up into a ball, wanting to cry without tears.

"That's because of your current status, Pengo Li's heir, whether it's real or not, people in the world have long been eyeing you."

Compared with Tsunayoshi Sawada, who lost his dream and turned into jerky tuna, Reborn sat by the window while eating snacks, enjoying a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere without any tension.

"In order to protect the family, we must work hard to grow."

I don't know who is sighing.

It happened on the morning of the weekend, and it was a sudden accident that could not be called an accident at all.

Quan Jinghua walked on the road very ordinaryly, and strange things flew out very ordinaryly. Quan Jinghua took out a dagger from an unknown place and cut open the inexplicable flying apple.

Takeshi Yamamoto, who passed by and thought that Izumi Kyoka had also joined the mafia game, stood at the intersection and applauded the girl's crisp skills.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was still in shock and rushed over and suddenly realized something was wrong:?

"So, Jinghua, you are a child taken in by the Mafia?"

Quan Jinghua nodded because she didn't know.

"Then Mr. Oda?"

"It's a cadre."

Sawada Tsunayoshi, even though he had doubts in his heart, still refused to believe that the newly moved neighbors were also Mafia-related figures. All kinds of people gathered in Namori Town, all of them came for him.

When the guess was confirmed personally, Tsunayoshi Sawada's world view completely collapsed, and he felt lost and confused.

Seeing the other party's desperate look, Quan Jinghua struggled for a minute and handed over the crepe she had just bought to show her comfort.

"Ah, the school is going to be on vacation for a while, and I will go back to Yokohama with Mr. Oda in two days. I will bring some gifts for Sawada-kun then. Please do your best."

Izumi Kyoka said a sad and serious farewell to the crepe, leaving Tsunayoshi Sawada sitting not far from the door of the house eating the crepe in his hand, and was brought home by his own devil teacher, causing him to lie in bed thinking about life situation.

"Before you lose what you cherish, work hard to achieve HE."

Sawada Tsunayoshi finally poked his head out from under the quilt, only the sound of two people's breathing remained in the dark room.

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"Finally finished."

The next week is a temporary holiday, and everyone is naturally excited about the holiday, but the temporary cleaning made the students on duty who had already made various arrangements in the evening sigh.

Izumi Jinghua, who volunteered to review all the tasks and stayed alone in the school for the day, with sudden energy, directly cleaned the classroom beyond the ability of middle school students.

It was getting late, and the warm orange light of the setting sun fell on the girl's white school uniform.After completing the goal, she unconsciously smiled, Quan Jinghua took her schoolbag and left the classroom contentedly.

"There...is there anyone else? It seems that Momoi-san said about the ghost in the gymnasium."

The rest of the building facilities were pitch black, leaving only the lights in the gymnasium through the glass to become the only light source besides the street lights.

"Ghosts, Mr. Oda said that you should try to stay away from these things."

In Izumi Kyoka's mind, the ○ child from the horror movie she watched the night before, resisted the idea of ​​going to check it out, and left the school.

After returning home and meditating for an hour, Quan Jinghua still decided to remind herself of the only classmate who can be called a good friend.

"The rumors about that incident have been refuted. It's good that it didn't scare you. It's just someone practicing in the gym. It's not a ghost. Thank you Jinghua for your concern. Well, happy holidays."

Izumi Kyoka finally stopped thinking about whether "Yasha Shirayuki" would jump out of the person who was eaten by the ghost after cutting the ghost.

After all, the ghost is fake, and I still have a little regret when I think about it carefully.