I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

This time the punishment was absolutely successful. When I started reading "No Man in the World", Dazai wanted to slip away with oil on his feet.

How could I have the heart to let my beloved partner lose such an important intelligence gathering opportunity, of course I caught him in one go.

After being caught by me, Dazai didn't want to run away, and he wasn't acting like a monster, he just sat there and closed his eyes quietly listening to me read the content.

Mr. Mori, who was sitting at the top, was also listening to my report with a smile on his face. After I proved the authenticity of the information with the content of "No Place in the World" and handed over the mobile phone to Mr. Mori, I saw that Mr. Mori was very interested. I clicked on one of the very revealing covers with a half-naked girl.The written title clearly reads "Vita Sexualis - Mori Ogai".

I don't know if I should say that most of the people in the world are headline parties, and they will do everything they can to attract attention.It can be said that the cover and title of Mr. Sen's book are the most erotic places in the whole text.

Cough cough cough, yes, I also took a look with curiosity.Anyway, the mafia brought back to the port will also be used as information, and I, one of the five major cadres, also have the authority to read it.

It's not too much for me to take a look first to learn more about the boss, and the boss has a high status as one of the troikas in the domestic literary circles in foreign worlds. As a subordinate, of course I must read the works of the boss!

Well, I was actually very curious, and my curiosity made me watch "Vita Sexualis" secretly.

After reading it, I found that this book related to Mr. Mori is actually not a pornographic literature similar to the cover.

This is a highly literary autobiographical novel, which records the hero's experience from the germination of sexual consciousness to sexual experience from the age of six to 21.The whole article shows a restrained attitude and rational thinking about sex. *

Compared with the sexy title, it is essentially a philosophical book suitable for teenagers to read. After reading it, I can only say that Mr. Sen deserves to be the most educated man in the port mafia who once studied abroad and became a doctor of medicine.

After reading a few pages, Mr. Mori nodded in satisfaction. Unlike Dazai's shyness, he was obviously very satisfied with his work.

After reading his own work, Mr. Mori looked more serious when looking at other records on his phone: "So Zhongye, now the Armed Detective Agency also has such a piece of information in their hands."

After Oda Sakunosuke was injured, I used to cover him with a gravity field to stop his bleeding.

It is also certain that he did not bring back extra things, but he has seen it after all.

If Mori-san wants to keep this secret alone, my heart sinks.

Finally, I said dryly under Mr. Mori's gaze: "Mr. Oda probably didn't save it with his mobile phone, but he also watched a lot in that world."

Mr. Mori looked at me and sighed softly: "It's really unpleasant to have to share such important information with Your Excellency Fukuzawa."

I knelt down in worry again, and looked up at him: "If you need..."

Even if I don't want to take action against Sakunosuke Oda, as the most important weapon in the hands of Mr. Mori, as the gravity envoy of the port mafia, I have the heart to complete the task at all costs.

But if it is Mr. Mori's order, then I will still destroy the enemy for the sake of the organization, even if that person is Oda Sakunosuke.

At this moment, Dazai grabbed me so hard that I felt pain.

I didn't speak, and I didn't turn my head to look at him. I just watched my leader quietly waiting for his order.

After being silent for a while, Mr. Mori finally smiled: "There is no need, since this is the case, we can only cooperate further."

Browsing the records of these supernatural beings, Mr. Mori sighed deeply: "Your Excellency Fukuzawa took advantage of it."

"I was going to go to the Armed Detective Agency to apologize in person, but since this is the case, there is no need to go." After speaking, Mr. Mori handed over the mobile phone again: "Why don't Chuya and Dazai go there and discuss it by the way? Let’s talk about the cooperation of the organization.”

"Of order." Mr. Mori's words made me breathe a sigh of relief, it's really good that I don't have to kill people.

Feeling the wet palm, I don't know if it's my sweat or Dazai's, I want to slap his hand away in disgust, but Dazai refuses to let go and instead tries to hold me tighter.

I quickly slapped Osamu Dazai away vigorously, and made a red mark on the back of his hand.

Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at me pitifully: "Chuya..."

I widened my eyes and threatened: "Shut up!" This bastard should not say nonsense or do nonsense in front of Mr. Mori.

Mr. Mori also relaxed after talking about the business. Seeing Dazai and I's small movements, he smiled lightly.

"Okay, Nakaya, hand it over to Dazai, Dazai helped you with all the work you've been absent these days, so thank you to your partner."

I don't want to and won't thank the guy who jumped off the building after throwing the job to me, which I believe is just a drop in the bucket compared to the amount of work he left me.

Seeing my resistance, Osamu Dazai's face collapsed, but Mr. Mori smiled: "Oh, today's Chuya is really cute."

As he said that, Mr. Mori stood up and touched my face: "Then Zhong also wants to go out with me."

I agreed immediately: "If the boss needs me as a guard, of course it's fine."

"It's not a guard." Mr. Mori smiled, and he said narrowly: "Now is a precious rest time, I am going to go shopping with Alice, Chuya, do you want to come together?"

Go shopping together = wear a western dress under the order of the leader, and show him various small skirts...

I pulled Osamu Dazai back a step, and said with a dry smile, "Boss, Dazai and I still have something to do, so let's go first."

"Nakaya, no matter your height or appearance, wearing a small skirt would be cute, why did you refuse." With Mr. Mori's sigh, I dragged Dazai to the elevator quickly.

Since Mr. Mori said so, of course I will go to the Armed Detective Agency first.

The reason why I want to bring Osamu Dazai along is because I want to check the latest work with Osamu Dazai on the way, and I can also kindly let my partner meet that Mr. Oda.

No matter how I think about it, I think I am a kind and kind person.

My good mood stopped in the garage downstairs. After the driver opened the door for us, that guy Dazai refused to get in the car no matter what.

He pointed to my motorcycle and said with some expectation: "Isn't it more convenient to ride this one?"

At this time, the roads in Yokohama are prone to traffic jams, and it is indeed more convenient to ride my motorcycle.

But I don't want to drive him, the back seat of my car will only be given to my lover, the current Dazai has no such qualifications.

But now Dazai is so persistent, he looks like he won't leave unless I carry him...

Now I just looked at him and decided: "You must go by motorcycle?"

Osamu Dazai nodded: "In the past half a month, I have helped Zhongya with a lot of work, wouldn't Chuya give me a ride?"

Yes, I don't want to.

If it was the past, I would reluctantly agree whether it was for the mission or the friendship I had for him in my heart.

At that time, I would let him sit in the back seat with my face blushing and my heart beating, and I would be very happy to carry him with my mouth disgusted.

Now, I really don't want to.

"If you must take the back seat of the locomotive, how about I find you a driver." As I said that, I looked at the driver in front of the car.

The poor professional driver who was in charge of various vehicles in the organization shook his head frantically under the threat of Dazai: "Mr. Nakahara, I won't..."

Osamu Dazai smiled with satisfaction, and looked at me full of expectation: "He can't, so we still have to rely on Chuya!"

"You can still open it yourself." As I said that, I threw the key of my newly bought motorcycle to him from the portable key: "You don't need to pick the lock, the key is here."

After finishing speaking, I ignored him and got into the car, closed the door and told the driver, "Drive."

The driver glanced at Osamu Dazai who was still outside and asked me, "Do you need to wait for Mr. Dazai?"

Now I suddenly understood the benefits of having Verlaine as my driver, at least I said he would definitely drive, and other drivers are more afraid of Dazai than me...

Dazai as a cadre, Dazai as the leader are so outstanding.

Leaning back against the car seat, I ordered in a deep voice, "Drive."

Under my order, the driver finally activated the accelerator, and just as the car was about to start, Osamu Dazai opened the door and entered lightly.

After entering, Dazai looked at me with a sullen face, and complained: "Nakaya refused to take me, one day I will blow up that locomotive."

I heard him leaning over, threatening me with a lot of muttering in my ear, about blowing up my car, blowing up my house, blowing up my wine.

After I gave him a cold look, I squeezed my fist threateningly.

So Dazai laughed heartlessly again.Unscrupulously, he put his face closer and said, "I won't do such a thing to make Zhongye angry, but shouldn't Zhongye treat me better?"

Sometimes, I really don't understand what Dazai is thinking, why he thinks I'm not good enough for him.

Rather than telling him to treat him better, my greater difficulty is to adapt to overcome the desire to take care of him and be kind to him all the time.

After I glanced at him, I returned coldly: "Who wants to talk to you?"

Osamu Dazai, who leaned over, smiled. He rushed over and kissed me on the face, and then he said with satisfaction: "Of course it's my puppy, my Chuya."

The vehicle on the road shook and almost hit other vehicles, but fortunately the driver's driving skills were very good, so he adjusted in time.

I didn't blame the driver aloud, he was obviously irritated by our conversation.

Amidst Osamu Dazai's snickering, I gave him an annoyed look, and raised the sound insulation panels in the rear row.

Osamu Dazai didn't stop him but just entangled him until I pushed him away in disgust.

Osamu Dazai was still relentless, like an octopus.

I've only seen him like this in my sleep.

At this moment, I don't know what he was thinking, and the usual depression was completely gone on his face, but a refreshing smile appeared on his face.

Are you going crazy because you want to meet Sakunosuke Oda?

This question made my heart twitch, a little sour...

Osamu Dazai seemed to be sensitive to my changes, he opened his iris-colored eyes and looked at me worriedly: "Chuya, why are you angry again?"

I turned my face away so as not to meet his gaze, I just said, "Whether I'm angry or not doesn't matter to you."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "That's right, Chuya is angry every day, but I am happy every day recently."

Angrily, I gave him an elbow, and let him hold my hand for a while before I said angrily, "You are so happy about my disappearance?"

"Of course it's not because of this." Being beaten didn't hide the smile on Dazai's face, and his furry head was pressed against him.

After rubbing against me a few times, Dazai raised his head and looked at me expectantly, but I just stared at him coldly.

After we stared at each other in silence for a while, he finally blinked and urged, "Don't ask me why I'm happy?"

I simply refused: "I'm not interested in your affairs."

"That's it, it's fine if Chuka doesn't want to know." Dazai Osamu's smile dimmed, he let go of my hand, and shrank himself to the other side of the car, looking like he was about to plant mushrooms.

On the contrary, I became more interested and went over to suppress him condescendingly. He is really pitiful and harmless in my confinement now.

I couldn't help reaching out and gently touching his eyelids, feeling the softness of the long eyelashes across my fingers.

But this man is Osamu Dazai, even if he is only 18 years old, if nothing changes, he will have [killed] the leader of Mori and succeeded in becoming the ruler of the port mafia.

He will develop the organization to the point that no one in Japan can match in four years. He is my partner and my leader who controls everything about me.

Now he is pinned on the car by me, letting my fingers caress his throat.Just a little force can kill him.

Not only Dazai understands me.In fact, I also once thought that I knew him very well, except that the choice he made in the end was something I never thought of.

But I can also confirm that he is indeed a little hyperactive now.

In Dazai's anticipation, I finally asked softly: "Osamu Dazai, are you afraid?"

Osamu Dazai blinked at me innocently, his iris-colored eyes were a little watery because I reached out to touch them, "What are you talking about when I don't understand?"

He looked at me softly and innocently and said so.

I smiled at him, we know each other so well, so how can my partner, who can control everything about me, my breathing, and everything about me, not be able to notice my changes.

I pinched his cheek heavily with my hand, leaving a finger mark before I said: "How could you not understand, Dazai already knew about my rebirth?"

This time, Osamu Dazai didn't answer my question, but just looked at me with his iris eyes.

Sure enough, he already knew.

So, the current Dazai is afraid of something, he pleases me, handles the work for me, tries to interrupt my concentration along the way, and is worried that I am not in a good mood.

What does this Dazai want to do?

Even after I established a relationship with him and became lovers, he never had such a time, and now it can't be conscience that worries me.

The odds are so small that I want to laugh at the thought of it myself.

Dazai didn't really care about me or love me. I had already confirmed this matter when he died, but I couldn't let go of the pain because of it.

Now, rather than the improbable reason that he wants to make me happy, I believe that he cares and is chaotic-he is just worried that the reborn me will go to the Armed Detective Society this time and try to kill his best friend again.

The author has something to say: Dazai: I don't understand what the little man is talking about.

Chuya Nakahara: You really don’t understand.

Verlaine: You really don't understand.

Mr. Sen: You really don't understand.

Oda: ...

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It's a book of...and rational thinking. *

The introduction of Mr. Douban Mori's novels, I bought a collection of short stories, and after reading it, I feel like I haven't read anything, laughing to death.

感谢在2021-07-2307:46:48~2021-07-2507:50:36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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of green bird;

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