I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

Although I was a little embarrassed by Alice's words, I still looked at her and said seriously: "Even if Alice said so, I'm still worried about Mr. Sen's body."

When I was in a coma, I attacked my surroundings completely unconsciously. Mr. Mori, who was attacked in my gravitational field, was likely to be seriously injured by me as soon as he came into contact.

Even if Alice said so, I would still worry that Mr. Mori's injury was more serious than what she said, so serious that he couldn't see me.

It is entirely possible that Mr. Sen just wanted to make me shy, give up asking about his whereabouts, and deliberately control Alice to say so.

This is all possible. When I didn't see Mr. Sen, I didn't dare to let go of my worries at all.

After all, he and Dazai are mentors and apprentices in the same line, and Dazai Osamu has used this trick countless times to divert my attention.

Fortunately, it is Alice in front of me now.Alice is a lovely and easygoing person both now and four years ago to me.

And it's not so hard to say something embarrassing to Alice, so I took her hand and asked, "Can Alice tell me where Mr. Sen is?"

"I'm really defeated by you. I'll just take you there." After meeting my eyes, Alice took a step back while covering her face, and protested softly, "Who can refuse Chuya like this."

Alice took my hand and quietly led me into another room.

This is the office originally belonged to Akutagawa Gin, and there is a secret door connecting with Dazai's office. At the moment, Mr. Mori is concentrating on processing documents inside.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mr. Mori raised his head and met my gaze.

Obviously my coma has added extra workload to him, and the thick files on his desk almost overwhelmed him.

In the document, Mr. Sen is also embarrassed and haggard, with bloodshot eyes in his purple eyes and stubble at the corner of his mouth. Of course, the most obvious thing is the black spots on his eyes.

It must have been typed by me, I looked down at my hand in embarrassment with some shame.

Seeing me coming, Mr. Mori put down his pen and looked at me helplessly: "Nakaya-kun, you're still here."

As he said that, he looked at Alice who brought me here as a traitor. The blond-haired and blue-eyed sister Yu smiled at us and left the room quickly.

I walked to his side silently, and checked other places on his body with his tacit approval.

After confirming that I really just punched a black eye on his face and did not cause other damage, I also breathed a sigh of relief.

Under my gaze, Mr. Mori stretched out his hand embarrassingly to cover the black circles on his eyes: "It really makes me a little shy to be seen by Nakaya-kun in such a mess."

The shy Mr. Mori is actually a bit cute, I simply half-kneeled in front of him.

Looking up at the person sitting on the seat, I said seriously: "How come, in my heart, Mr. Sen will always be the leader I am loyal to."

"But the current leader is Mr. Zhongye. As the new leader of the organization, Mr. Zhongye cannot do this."

Having said that, Mr. Mori also knelt down on one knee, he knelt in front of me and kissed my fingers, and said very seriously: "The organization only needs one voice, and now everyone should follow the leadership of Mr. .”

I subconsciously wanted to avoid it, or pull him up.

Mr. Mori also took my hand.

Feeling that the posture of us kneeling at the same time is very awkward, I pulled Mr. Sen to stand up together, and said with some embarrassment: "I was wrong, I will work harder to be a good leader."

After straightening the hat for me, Mr. Mori smiled softly: "I believe in Chuya, Mr. Chuya will never let me down."

Mr. Sen believes in me so much, but I am not so confident myself.

I also worry that I will do something irrational and disappoint Mr. Sen.

So I also need Mr. Sen to stay by my side and watch me all the time.

Although this may be a bit despicable, it also took advantage of Mr. Mori's liking for me.

But as the leader, maybe I have such a right?

Glancing at Mr. Sen again, I hesitated and asked, "Now that I am the leader, can I still do other things I want to do?"

Mr. Mori nodded and looked at me quite connivingly: "Yes, although the leader is a slave of the organization, he is also the brain of the organization and controls everything in the organization. Chuya's wish is the highest plan of the organization."

His words reminded me that when Mr. Mori was still the leader, every Halloween he would assign us tasks to wear different costumes.

Indeed, it has nothing to do with anything, it's just to satisfy Mr. Mori's evil taste...

Then I can do it too.

I got the consent of Mr. Mori, I reached out and touched the desk he is using now with a slight force.

While Mr. Sen was in a daze, I forcibly moved his desk to the leader's office and moved it across from me.

As Alice said, Mori-san couldn't refuse my request at all.

Even though I felt that this would damage the dignity of my leader, in the end Mr. Mori reluctantly agreed.

After all, if he disagrees, first of all, he himself will not be able to complete the order of my leader.

Mr. Mori, who was sitting in the new position, could only look at me helplessly, but I was very satisfied with the distance.

When dealing with official business, I can see him as soon as I look up, which really reassures me.

His presence can remind me to pay attention and make me less irritable and want to crush the desk with gravity.

Now, there are too many things that I need to deal with, so don't add extra workload.

The Port Mafia, as an anti-government organization spanning half of Japan, inevitably fell into chaos after losing its leader.

Now the general transfer of power has been completed, but there is still this huge paperwork that needs to be confirmed by my new leader.

Even if Mr. Sen and Verlaine would help me, it would still be overwhelming to have so many clues. What's more, I was in a coma for a few days, and the work that had to be reviewed by the leader piled up like a mountain.

Just think of how that guy Dazai's jump made everyone's workload tenfold.

Working on these files, I suddenly didn't feel sad about his death, and even regretted not killing that guy myself.