I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

In the days that followed, the Port Mafia, the Armed Detective Agency, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division all cooperated for the magical fog incident.

Mr. Oda Sakunosuke always looked at me with his blue eyes, hesitant to speak.

I can't avoid it every time he wants to say something.

In this regard, Alice secretly complained to me, why Mr. Oda Sakunosuke always looks like I have taken responsibility for his virginity, and I am the scumbag who has slept with the big guy and doesn't want to be responsible.

Thinking of that kiss when I first heard it, I just felt my cheeks burn.

So, whether that kiss was the guy's first kiss or not is also a question.

Every time I think of this question, I can't help but blush.

Hey, in fact, this is very detrimental to my majesty as a leader.

Soon, I won't have to worry about how to meet Oda Sakunosuke without blushing and heartbeating.

I received a sorted document from Yasugo Sakaguchi.

The Ability Secret Service Division really wants to cooperate with the port mafia, and Mr. Sakaguchi is also a very serious and responsible person.

From the huge dark circles on his eyes, I can tell that he has worked hard for me to sort out this record these days.

Holding the information bag, I smiled at him and said, "Mr. Sakaguchi is really troublesome. I owe you a favor."

Ango Sakaguchi looked at me and hesitated for a while before saying, "I just hope that Mr. Nakahara can calm down after reading it, and don't let this affect the relationship between the port mafia and the armed detective agency."

His words gave me some bad premonitions, and some of my previous guesses might develop in the worst direction.

After I sent him away to read the documents alone, there was a loud bang in the room, and with my leaked power, the whole room was destroyed by the gravitational field.

By the time Alice heard the sound, I had already left quickly.

Fortunately, this is just an ordinary lounge, not the newly renovated chief's office.

If my sanity was still there, I would probably think about this, but it doesn't make sense now.

Compared with the documents in hand, these are not worth mentioning.

Along the way, the black flames caused by the leakage of Huangbatu's power burned everywhere I walked, and everything was destroyed.

Simply, before Mr. Sen or Verlaine came to stop me, I regained control myself.

The first time I called Akutagawa Yin and asked her to provide me with some information.

After hearing my order, Akutagawa Gin was stunned for a moment, but he followed my order to find it.

Before the report was delivered, I masochistically read Ango Sakaguchi's report several times, trying to memorize almost every word they said.

Not long after, Akutagawa Silver delivered what I wanted.

These things were top secret when Osamu Dazai was still alive, but now he is dead.

After I learned of the existence of Oda Sakunosuke, it was easy to find these things.

What Ango Sakaguchi said was true, and all this was not deliberately said to provoke the relationship between the two organizations.

Whether it's a private account transfer, or his special activities to support emerging writers, some of Dazai's arrangements are actually recorded.

My hands were shaking when I saw this.

As for the content of their chat during that meeting, it would be good to ask the person concerned if they really did.

I know where Oda Sakunosuke will be now, and where to meet him.

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I went to that Lupine bar again and became the first customer here today.

After seeing me coming in, the bartender said hello to me: "Mr. Zhongyuan, do you still want the drink from last time?" Obviously, he still remembers the last time I went drunk.

"Yes, it's still the same." I sat in the seat where Dazai used to sit, where I used to kiss Oda Sakunosuke in a drunken madness, and ordered another glass of spirits that Dazai had ordered.

Only this time, I didn't take out the photo of me and Dazai, I just raised my head and took a big sip.

While I was drinking, I accidentally dropped my hat on the floor.Just when I bent down to pick it up, another person moved first, picked up my hat and handed it over.

"Chuya, are you okay?" He looked at me with some concern, and the wine in my glass was more than half drunk.

I shook my head at him and replied, "I'm fine."

Oda Sakunosuke smiled at me: "I don't mean that Chuya can't drink, I just hope you don't drink so fast, it's not good for your health."

Putting the hat on the table, I also smiled at him, and looked at him with murderous intent: "I thought that smart guy from your detective agency would tell you to hide obediently for the past few days. Don't appear in front of me."

"Mr. Ranpo said that something might happen when I see you, but I don't think avoiding it will solve the problem."

The man looked at me as if he didn't feel any danger at all, but said sincerely, "After all, I still have 15 children to raise, so I can't just hide at home and not go out on missions. What's more..."

Not wanting to listen to him, let alone, I interrupted him and said directly: "If you accept that anonymous donation, you should not be short of money."

"Of course there are people who need that money more." Speaking of which, Sakunosuke Oda looked at me in surprise: "So, Nakaya-kun knows the source of that money."

I clenched my fingers, held back my anger and said, "It's the port mafia leader who sat drinking with you in this shop earlier."

"It's him." Oda Sakunosuke froze for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood.

My voice softened, and I didn't know what I was sure of and asked him: "So, you have met."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "It is true that I met here once."

I looked at him and wanted to wait for his next words, but Oda Sakunosuke stretched out his hand and took my hand: "Chuya-kun, if you use force, the cup will break."

Seeing Sakunosuke Oda talk about Dazai so lightly, the fire in my heart was burning.

How could this person treat Dazai like this.

Thinking of the words Dazai said to him in this bar, and his humble and pitiful attitude, I was so angry that I wanted to kill someone.

He really doesn't care about the existence of Osamu Dazai, this cognition makes me feel unspeakable pain.

But it's true, only such a person will become the white moonlight in Dazai's heart, the object of Dazai's thoughts before he died.

No matter during his lifetime or after his death, Dazai only thought of Mr. Oda, not me.

I'm just a completely worthless person.

What I thought was that the bond between me and Dazai does not exist at all, and there is absolutely no need for Dazai to care about it.

Even if I feel pain because of this, it's useless, that person is dead, even if it's me, I can't go to Santuchuan to beat him up.

Thinking of this, I was also discouraged.

As for killing Sakunosuke Oda in front of me, if I hadn’t kissed that day and read his book, I would have done it without hesitation, even if I started a complete war with the Armed Detective Agency.

Now...forget it, even for that dead guy.

After all, he was already dead, and there was no point in killing Oda Sakunosuke.

Putting down the glass, I stood up and wanted to leave.

At this moment, Oda Sakunosuke tried to hold my hand, and he looked at me with anticipation in his eyes: "Nakaya-kun, I was so rude that day. Now I just want to know that you are willing to date me for the purpose of marriage Well?"

I have been avoiding him to say this sentence, but I did not expect to hear it today.

This is really ironic, I looked at Oda-kun and smiled, and called softly: "Oda Tsukuru."

Oda Sakunosuke's eyes lit up with joy, and he also smiled at me: "So, is Chuya-kun willing?"

I shook my head and firmly refused, "I don't want to."

I just thought of Dazai's pain because he called him Odasaku, but he refused because he said there was no reason to be called that by the enemy, so I gave it a try.

There was some disappointment in Oda Sakunosuke's blue eyes, "Although I knew before that I might be rejected, I still want to know why. We were so close that day, and it's not like Nakaya-kun didn't like me."

That's right, Dazai and I agree quite a bit on this.

Thinking of this, I sat down again, picked up the wine on the table and took a sip before casually saying: "Kissing is all, as long as I want, people who are willing to have sex with me can line up from here to the port mafia headquarters building."

Oda Sakunosuke just looked at me and said: "But Chuya-kun would not want to do this, you are not such a person, Chuya should be like me, need a stable relationship partner, and hope to marry him... "

"Enough, stop talking." I pressed the ring hanging on my chest, only feeling endless sadness and irony, the person I wanted to marry was dead.

As long as I think that Osamu Dazai actually invested in several publishing houses for Sakunosuke Oda, and even organized some support activities for young writers, even though I appreciate Mr. Oda's talent very much, I still feel sick.

Everything has nothing to do with Oda Sakunosuke, he is indeed innocent.He's even a good guy, a good guy in the way I know him.

Therefore, it is useless to be jealous of him, and it is meaningless to kill him.

What's more, Dazai is dead.

Even before he died, Dazai did not betray me in a physical sense, but so what.

I am a defeated dog in this love, but now I still want to maintain the remaining dignity.

I stopped looking at him and said in a cold tone, "Since you don't want me to go, then you can leave here."

Then, I took out my gun and put it on the table, "You didn't shoot Dazai that day, so I don't need to kill you today, but you have to know that this is not a reason for you to offend the majesty of the port mafia leader."

The smile on Oda Sakunosuke's face disappeared, he looked at me and asked seriously: "Then what about our relationship, Nakaya-kun, aren't we lovers?"

I put my eyes back on the ice cubes in the wine, and replied coldly: "Never."