I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

When I opened the door, I bumped into Alice who was poking her head at the door. Seeing the little girl yelled and sat on the ground, I quickly reached out and said, "Alice, are you okay?"

Although I know that she is Mr. Mori's supernatural body, but the appearance of her teenage girl is really deceptive, at least I will see her as a younger sister.

So, when Alice reached out to me for a hug, I bent down and picked her up.

After expressing closeness with me, Alice opened her blue eyes wide and looked at me curiously: "Xiao Zhongya, are you having a conflict with Dazai?"

I hesitated and didn't answer her question.

Is it Alice who wants to know the gossip about my relationship with Dazai, or Mr. Mori wants to know whether the problems between me and Dazai will affect our cooperation.

This will probably be two answers.

If it's just for the mission, the 22-year-old me will trust Dazai even more, and implement all his plans without compromise. The cooperation between us will only be more tacit than before.

But emotionally, I saw Dazai's performance in my eyes, but my heart was not moved at all. I have already drawn an end to our relationship in my heart.

In my silence, Dazai who followed up protested: "How is it possible, my relationship with Chuya is good."

As if to prove his words, Osamu Dazai took off his black suit jacket and covered me.

When I was about to take it off, he held my hand and said, "Chuya can't go to the chief's office in his pajamas."

I'm sure Mr. Mori doesn't mind this, and it's not much better to wear a suit jacket over the pajamas now that it's not even buttoned up, but telling him this will only make him continue to make trouble for no reason.

In the end, I didn't move, just acquiesced that he helped me put my clothes on.

The suit was a bit long for me, and it hung down to a little above my knees.

Osamu Dazai looked down for a while, and after imagining some messy picture in his head, he nodded thoughtfully: "It must be very effective if you don't wear pajama pants inside."

Having said that, Osamu Dazai raised his head again and looked at me, his iris-colored eyes were full of expectation, as if expecting me to take off my pants.

Not only that, but Alice also opened her eyes wide and looked at me with the same expression.

If yes, I may not know what this color embryo is talking about.

But now, thinking of the treasures in the closet and his special preference for the absolute field, I glared at this unscrupulous guy and said seriously: "Don't say nonsense in front of Alice."

"It's fine if it's not before Alice." As he said that, Dazai's hand was already stretched out, and seeing that he wanted to touch Alice's hair, I slapped his palm while avoiding it.

"Chuya, you bullied me." Dazai withdrew his hand and looked at me, blinking his kite-colored eyes as if trying to force out tears to express his grievance.

I was disgusted by his deliberately poor acting skills, and Alice, who was still in shock, patted her chest and glared at Dazai from the furthest distance: "Osamu Dazai, you are really too much."

Osamu Dazai smiled, and he said meaningfully amidst Alice's protest: "Alice definitely knows more than you, but Chuya is right. I don't want Mr. Mori to see such a cute Chuya. arrive."

"After all, if you count it according to your boyfriend's suit, am I at a disadvantage..."

I originally just wanted to protect Alice, but since Dazai said he was wronged and suffered a disadvantage, I would be sorry for his performance if I didn't bully him.

I looked Dazai in front of me up and down, and instructed: "I'm hungry, go to the store I like and pack a meal for me."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and looked at me in disbelief: "Why should I buy lunch for Chuya?"

I looked at him and said bluntly, "Because I'm hungry."

"Chuya, you've changed." Osamu Dazai stared at me in disbelief with his kite-colored acting skills: "My little dog can trick its master, it should be Chuya to me..."

I interrupted him, just looked at him and asked, "So, are you going or not."

If Dazai doesn't agree, then I can only use other methods to shut him up.

Osamu Dazai looked at me, was silent for a while, and finally said: "Just go..."

"It's not too bad. I want the steak to be medium rare..." I simply told him the name and address of the restaurant and the steak I wanted in red wine.

Although the chef of that restaurant is very principled and never allows takeaway in pursuit of the taste of the food, I believe Dazai can make this exception.

After all, as the newly appointed leader, his first order was to bring this chef I like to the cafeteria of the Port Mafia.

Since I really like the food cooked by this chef so much, I have working meals with Dazai every day.

Verlaine went to pay that gentleman a special purpose.Learned how to make my favorite dishes, and tried to kill that Mr. Chef after learning.

This matter was exposed to me by Dazai, and I had no choice but to send the admired chef far away.

These are things for the future, anyway, now that I want to eat steak with red wine, Dazai has to buy it for me.

After sending Dazai away, I looked at Alice who was covering her mouth and giggling and asked her, "Is Mr. Mori free to see me now?"

Alice nodded without hesitation, and even said: "For Chuya, any time and place is fine."

So, I took Alice to see Mr. Sen.

In fact, I'm not hungry, and we all know that it doesn't matter whether the red wine steak can be bought in the end, it's all for Dazai's reason to leave.

I have gained something else during the time I disappeared, and I need to report it to the leader alone.

After walking a few steps, I stopped in front of the trash can, and looked down at the black suit jacket that Dazai forcibly put on me.

As if seeing my thoughts, Alice whispered in my ear: "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

Of course I wanted to take off this suit jacket and throw it in the trash can, but Alice is here, and this dress was also a gift from Mr. Mori to Dazai when he joined the organization.

Just like the hat I always wear, this dress has a special meaning to both Dazai and Mori-san.

Even if you want to throw it into the trash can, you have to pick a time when Alice/Mr. Sen can't see it.

I was a bit reluctant to look at the trash can, so I finally came to the door of the chief's office, held down Alice's hand that wanted to push the door directly, and stood still in front of the European-style carved double door: "Boss, I am Chuya, come here Plead guilty."

"Chuya, come in." As his voice fell, the door opened in front of me.

I walked into the chief's office with Alice in my arms, and came to Mr. Sen. I immediately took off my hat and knelt down on one knee, lowering my head deeply: "Mr. Sen, please punish me."

"What's wrong with Chuya?" I heard Mori Ogai who was sitting at the desk in the middle of the office ask with a smile: "What did Chuya do wrong, why don't I know."

I simply told the truth: "I attacked a superhuman from an armed detective agency and almost killed him."

"This is indeed a problem that will cause chaos in Yokohama, but before you come back, Dazai has minimized the impact."

"In the end, that person came back with you. Although he was seriously injured, he was still alive."

Speaking of this, Mr. Mori sighed a long way: "As long as I have one breath, my little Jingzi can save people."

After listening to Mr. Mori expressing his peeps at the employees of the detective agency next door, I heard him ask: "I remember that the purpose of Zhongya-kun joining the organization is to become a good leader."

"Yes." Thinking of my childishness and immaturity back then, I still blush a little.This idea has never changed, but I found it really difficult to be a boss.

So Mr. Mori smiled again. He walked up to me, stroked my hair and asked, "I've always taught you that the port mafia is a violent organization that pursues profit. Violence is not the result." , is only a means to pursue interests.”

Having said that, he pinched my chin and forced me to look at me.

The owner of the amethyst-like eyes looked at me and asked: "Then Chuya, tell me why you do this, and what benefits can you gain when you do this?"

...For the sake of the organization and also for Dazai, but at the moment when I actually did it, all I could think of was... Love killing?

Even if I tell Mr. Mori this reason, he will not be believed, and he will think that I am making excuses.

It can't be said that it is for the sake of gaining a leader Dazai who works hard and won't jump off the building and is obedient 007?

That way Dazai might be finished four years earlier.

Of course, it is also possible that Mr. Sen forced him to leave the organization because of the particularity of his abilities.

In the end, I can only keep silent.

"If you don't say anything in the middle, then forget it..."

In the end, Mr. Mori let me go with a sigh, and when I relaxed slightly, he asked abruptly, "Then what happened to you and Dazai?"

"We're fine. If there is a mission that requires the two blacks, Mr. Sen can entrust it to us. Our cooperation will not change because of other things."

"Sure enough, Dazai and Zhong also had conflicts." Mr. Mori, who sat back on the head again, rested his chin on his hands, and sighed in distress: "If you can't say these things, Zhong will also make me, the leader, very embarrassed.

I was silent, just kept kneeling to express my surrender to him.

Seeing me like this, Mr. Sen shook his head, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I won't force you, so you won't blow up my office in a fit of excitement."

Alice also came over and stretched out her hand to help me: "Okay, let's get up, too."

"Thank you Alice." I didn't refuse, and stood up with my strength.

I know this matter is over, so I have time to take a look at Mr. Sen.

In fact, he didn't wear a three-piece high-end suit for the leader today, but a white coat that he always wears when he goes out.

I looked at him a little embarrassed: "Did I affect your itinerary?"

Mr. Sen smiled: "Originally, I planned to go out for afternoon tea with Alice and buy a few small skirts, but I didn't expect Zhong to come here."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and sighed: "Hey, I have to work overtime on Sunday, and I have to deal with official affairs and emotional disputes with children. The slaves of my organization are really hard."

Seeing him waving at me, after I walked in front of him, Mr. Sen suddenly reached out and tore off the black suit jacket: "Compared with this, I'm more curious about what kind of pajamas Zhongye is wearing, so that you That guy Dazai hid it carefully so that neither I nor Alice could see it."

Alice also smiled and raised her hand: "Yeah, Alice has been curious for a long time."

I knew that I couldn't resist the leader's order again and again, so I could only let them take off the black suit that Dazai gave me.

This pajamas... I just found out that after I fell asleep, Dazai changed me into a pajamas that was normal on the front and a furry orange cat was printed on the back, showing a small white belly and sleeping.

It's okay if it's just an ordinary cat, but it's a beautiful boy with cat ears who is very similar to me.

I hate this pattern to death, but Dazai likes it very much. After becoming the leader, he even asked the artist to draw another series of patterns, and made it into a small dress, and took out the leader's silver oracle for me to wear.

After seeing the pattern on my back, Alice became visibly excited. "Oh, it's a big orange cat! This pattern is really cute, and it suits Zhongye very well."

Even Mr. Mori cooperated with her and hugged me with both hands at her request.

Alice, who was floating in the air and admired the pattern on my back from the best angle, even posted it. She reached out and touched the orange cat on the pajamas, and kept sighing: "Chuya big cat, so cute."

"Mr. Aliceson, what are you doing to me?" Amidst her exclamation, a head popped out from the door that was not closed tightly. sneaks up to pet his dog while he's at it."

Every time I hear Dazai call me his dog, I get angry, and this time is no exception.

I glared at him: "Who do you call a dog?"

Alice also echoed my words: "Yes, Chuya is obviously a cute big orange."

There was some grievance in Dazai's eyes: "I obviously went to buy steak for you according to Chuya's request, and brought it back during the resting period. If you taste it now, it will definitely taste the most perfect."

"But I finally came back, and I saw that Zhong was acting like a baby to Mr. Mori!"

I pretended I didn't hear Dazai's jealous words, and only focused on the real point of his words. I saw that he was sure: "So, the steak is ready to eat now." "Yes, the time is just right." Dazai finished speaking She pouted again, and continued to emphasize: "No, my focus is not on my dog ​​or my cat at all. The focus is clearly on me. My mine!"

Under Dazai's emphasis, I walked up to him and took the food box, cut the steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

While he was nodding and chewing, I also tasted the medium-rare Wagyu steak that was indeed what I wanted. Both the degree of doneness and the seasoning were in line with my taste.

The red wine that came with the meal was even a bottle of Romanee-Conti, which was not stamped by me or even stolen from my stash.

Dazai really fulfilled my request perfectly.

This is Dazai, as long as he promises me, he can do everything.

We were the best mate in the world until he let go of my hand.

The author has something to say: The stalk that Chuya asked Dazai to buy steak used was the 15-year-old one:

"Chuya! Why do you think I let you into the organization!" Accompanied by anger, Dazai approached Chuya. "You are my dog! If I say my feet are itchy, I will scratch my feet. If I say I want to eat soba noodles, I will tie up a soba noodle maker. If I say I want to watch a drama, I will show it to me alone. This is the real thing." Your job! What are you, and you're still under Hongye sister's direct unit? Is it a direct promotion package? Is it smooth sailing! Young people start from the bottom for me, you small creature!"

"Shut up, you black box bastard! I joined the mafia on my own will, so I won't be your subordinate or your dog! Who cares what your plans are!" Zhong also didn't suffer. "And I investigated after the fact, that video game machine, because someone spilled a drink on it at my console, so the buttons became difficult to work! It's an invalid competition!"

"Ah-ha-? Are you being a rascal, Zhongye? Do you have evidence to prove that I used improper means? Or is it something else, you know I'm going to send the meeting report that published "This Week's Laipi Zhongye" to Everyone in the organization, so you want to be the first to help me provide news materials to submit to the new issue?"

"Who wants to help you do that... wait, wait, wait! When I joined the organization to say hello, everyone had a subtle smile on their faces, is it because of this report!"

15 years old and 16 years old are really sweet. At the end of 15 years old, it was clearly written that there was Verlaine, but the IF line made me doubt life.

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感谢在2021-07-2020:45:03~2021-07-2120:57:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in seven days;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 philanthropic nature;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of chuya cute; 1 bottle of shallow summer cool memories;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!