On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

"Who is this... imprisoned in the dungeon of the Mafia so embarrassingly."

Chuya Nakahara grinned grimly at [Osamu Dazai] who was shackled in the dungeon.

[Osamu Dazai] The sleepy eyes slowly focus.

"Well, it's a dwarf..." [Osamu Dazai] stared at Chuya Nakahara in front of him with an inexplicable nostalgic look, "It's really... long time no see."

Nakahara Chuya froze in place, looking at the friendly and friendly eyes of this "Dazai Osamu", his face was almost wrinkled.

"I said... you are that Osamu Dazai, right? But what kind of eyes do you have??"

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong," [Dazai Osamu] sighed, "I hate slimy slugs more than this Dazai Osamu."

"But...it's rare to see a bullying version 1.0 slug, I can't help feeling a little nostalgic..."

"what???"

Zhong Yuanzhong also jumped down from the stairs and punched him in the face.

"Sure enough, you're tired of living," Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him coldly with disgust, "You, a guy with no roots here, dare to sneak into the ranks of our port mafia, what novel way of death did you think of? Is it?"

[Osamu Dazai] Hearing this, he laughed muffledly for a while.

"Little dwarf, are you running away?" [Osamu Dazai] turned his head back faintly, his kite-colored eyes seem to be separated by a layer of mist, "Are you resisting the fact that you're not as good as him?"

If [Nakahara Chuya] was here, [Dazai Osamu]'s verbal inducement would definitely be exposed by him without hesitation, and then ridiculed.

But in front of him is Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Coincidentally, this mafia cadre was angered by his peers.

The ruthless wind of the fist rushed straight to [Osamu Dazai]'s abdomen with merciless force, and with a "click" sound, [Osamu Dazai] quickly escaped from the chain and dodged to the open space beside him.When Zhongyuan Zhongye's additional kick came at him at high speed, he nimbly dodged again.

"Since you're looking for death, there's no need to talk nonsense." Nakahara Chuya's complexion immediately turned cold, and his cobalt blue eyes blew violent winds.

Quickly and accurately grabbed [Osamu Dazai] by the neck and pushed him against the load-bearing pillar behind him, Nakahara also gradually tightened the strength of his five fingers.

"You know what the port mafia do with dead bodies."

"Even that 'Central Plains Zhongye' won't be able to find your remnant body."

The leather gloves were warmed by the fingers on the inside and the neck on the outside at the same time.

[Osamu Dazai] struggled with Nakahara Nakaya's fingers pinched around his neck with both hands, but his face was swollen and at the same time he could show a smug smile.

"But...'Dazai Osamu' won't be bothered by this little trouble."

Satisfied to see Nakahara Chuya's face stiffened with anger, [Dazai Osamu] smiled and said, "Slug, do you want to guess where your good partner is now...and what is he doing?"

"What do you think would happen if I disappeared into the Port Mafia dungeon today?"

"..."

"A mackerel that gets in the way!"

Nakahara Chuya flicked his hands and loosened his neck with a sullen face, and kicked [Dazai Osamu] flying out when he was coughing and panting.

Hitting hard against the cold stone wall behind him, the pain made [Osamu Dazai] frown, and his kite eyes became much more gloomy.

He used his fingers to wipe away the blood that spilled from his lips, smacked his mouth and complained in a low voice: "It tastes terrible."

"Oh, you've only been here for a few years and you're already pretending to dislike the smell of blood? The blood flowing in your veins is much darker than most people in this building."

Even though this man looked much more out of touch than his former partner, the backside of the man muttering with that woman looked like a normal person.But... the sin soaked in the bones will not be cleansed much because of this kind face.

Zhongyuan Zhong also summoned the subordinates outside the door with a cold expression and gave a few instructions.

"What do you want to do?" Nakahara Chuya didn't believe that [Dazai Osamu] was really arrested accidentally from the beginning, and he was upset and didn't intend to entangle him any longer.

[Osamu Dazai] stared at Nakahara Nakaya tangledly for a while: "Although I really want to bully and bully slugs again, it's a pity..."

Sighing depressingly, [Osamu Dazai] also lost interest in his eyes: "I have something to do...Damn it, why can that little guy drink with Aki-chan, but I don't care about these two people?" Time to try a new way of dying..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes in disbelief.

[Osamu Dazai], who was about to call himself depressed, muttered to himself sadly, as if he didn't see his reaction.

"If you stay here, you don't need to work. But there is no Odasaku here... Thinking about it, I want to kill Mr. Mori..."

"Ah—how about this, switch the two dwarfs... This is a bit of a bully, you can take this away."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also very angry.Just as he was about to send him to the Sanzu River with one fist, [Osamu Dazai] frowned again and tangled up a new problem——

"No, no, Zhao Jiang will kill me. Although I can persuade her to divorce, isn't it cheaper for Mr. Mori? No, no, absolutely not... You can't let that Mr. Mori pick up a stupid subordinate for nothing."

[Osamu Dazai] looked at Chuya Nakahara sadly: "Chuya... Otherwise, you should work hard to make Zhao-chan empathize with you and not fall in love with you. By the way, you don't hate her, do you? You are destined not to find her The appearance of the object, why not seize the opportunity to pick up the ready-made?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also so angry that he flew over to kick the dog to death: "To make friends like you, that woman really has a unique vision!"

[Osamu Dazai], who had been on guard for a long time, dodged towards the gate of the dungeon, and before Zhongyuan Zhongye called again from behind, his figure stopped suddenly, and a long knife was placed on his neck.

The cold and sharp blade of the golden yaksha was attached to his neck. If he had stopped slower just now, his aorta would have turned into a fountain of blood.

……

"No matter which Dazai-kun is generally difficult to deal with," Ozaki Koyo slowly walked in from the gate of the dungeon, smiling at the innocent [Dazai Osamu], "If you continue, the leader will feel distressed ..."

"Eh--sister Momiji thinks that Mr. Mori has a sense of crisis?" [Osamu Dazai] looked at Koyo Ozaki inexplicably, and seemed to have figured something out, "Ah, that's right... After all, Mr. Mori uses dwarfs I'm going to kill Zhao Jiang as a bait."

"If the little dwarf suddenly wants to challenge a little 'exciting', Mr. Sen must be very embarrassed, right?"

Koye Ozaki smiled coldly: "Dazai-kun be careful, the leader didn't do anything to Miss Aoki."

"Although I understand Dazai-kun's mentality of defending Miss Aoki, but... the prisoner can't speak well, but it will make it very difficult for the person holding the knife."

The icy blade turned an arc indistinctly against [Dazai Osamu]'s neck.

[Osamu Dazai] Facing the threat, as if he didn't understand the subtext of the other party's shifting focus, he opened his eyes innocently and waved his hands again and again: "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that the little dwarf must know nothing, say Everyone can't pretend to be stupid when they come out, that's too bad!"

Without waiting for Ozaki Koyo to stop him, he sincerely suggested "outspoken and straightforward": "A soft-hearted person like Big Sister should be educated and stay away from girls! You can't just be kind to anyone who has a little hope, and Mr. Mori Say congratulations and turn around and kill him..."

"Well, is there hope?" [Osamu Dazai] seemed to be asking himself, and then he turned his head in doubt, looking at the extremely ugly Nakahara Chu, who also had a half-smile, "Is there hope?"

The blade mercilessly pressed down two inches.The rushing blood licked the blade and dripped down, soaking the bandage on the neck.

[Osamu Dazai] "Hiss—" begging for mercy: "It hurts, it hurts, it can't be done. Obviously everyone wants to play stupid, I seem to talk too much."

Then she was aggrieved: "No, the habit of talking is brought by Zhao Jiang. She doesn't like people playing charades with him the most, and she will point it out to you if you want to make a detour, bad habit!"

"But slugs like this straight-talking personality, right? Hmm? Maybe only that one likes it?"

The long knife reversed sharply, and the back of the knife hit [Osamu Dazai] hard on the back of the head.

[Osamu Dazai] spat out a mouthful of blood uncomfortably, and fell down by the wall in a daze, looking at Koye Ozaki with a slightly angry face.

The sharp blade was pointed at his throat.Looking at each other from the golden yaksha floating in mid-air and those maple-red eyes, [Dazai Osamu] knew it well—this time the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes could really threaten his life.

"Heh..." [Osamu Dazai] seemed to be a different person, his expression suddenly became indifferent.

"But I don't dislike Zhao-chan's habit. At least it's much easier to talk to someone I hate."

He straightened up and touched the wound on his neck that was still oozing blood, ignoring the tip of the long knife and chant slowly: "Mr. Sen is waiting for me to say something..."

"No, I don't want to tell him."

"It's better to change the expression I like-"

"It's a very unwise decision to point the tip of a knife at the other party when you want something from someone."

[Osamu Dazai] pushed aside the sharp point of the knife, reached out and touched the huge golden phantom floating in front of him.

With a "clang", the long knife that lost its support fell to the ground.The golden yaksha turned into fine specks of light and dissipated in the damp and cold air of the dungeon.

[Osamu Dazai] looked at Koyo Ozaki with a slightly startled expression: "I won't admit any shameless saying of 'cooperation and win-win'."

The kite-colored pupils subtly overlap with the appearance in Ozaki Koye's memory four years ago, and the viscous malice is pulling everyone in this room to taste the thrill before falling into the abyss.

"I'm waiting...the port mafia bows to me first."

[Dazai Osamu] Caressing the wound on his neck, he looked at Koyo Ozaki with a smile.

**

Nakahara was also shocked to see Koyo Ozaki actually took [Osamu Dazai] away without saying a word after being silent for a long time.

When there were no other people around, Zhongyuan Zhong, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help but ask, "Why..."

"Nakaya-kun," Koyo Ozaki interrupted him, "you will know soon."

She glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who had an ugly face, and sighed, "Osamu Dazai can't die."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also terribly aggrieved, feeling that he had really paid too little attention to internal affairs recently, and he couldn't see where they needed to "ask for help" from this mackerel.

As a result, this guy can be so proud in front of him!

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the brim of his hat, feeling that he was too angry to continue working tonight.

"Sister, I'm going back to the office first, call me if you need something."

…………

Koye Ozaki silently looked at Nakahara Chuya who was walking away, and the disgust towards [Osamu Dazai] in his heart increased a bit.

Perhaps it was a retaliation for what happened to Aoki Akira... With a few light and specious provocations, the conscious avoidance between Chief Mori and Chuya directly changed from subtle to embarrassing.

Knowing that the mafia tacitly ignores things without evidence, he still asks knowingly...in order to hear her deny it?

Is it to pay back with the same logic after preparation?Or just to intimidate her and make them fearful?

"It's become even more difficult... This kind of tactic like being ready to set the chessboard at any time..." This is not the usual method of "Osamu Dazai" she is familiar with.

Koyo Ozaki pushed open the door of Mori Ogai's office, and met a pair of smiling purple eyes behind the desk.

——It always feels more like Ms. Aoki's style.

**

After throwing the troublesome [Osamu Dazai] to Mori Ogai to torture each other, Koyo Ozaki finally couldn't bear the faint worry in his heart, and walked to Chuya Nakahara's office alone.

"Lord Hongye!" Chuya's subordinates outside the door seemed to see a savior.

Koye Ozaki frowned, her heart sank slightly: "What's wrong?"

Those big men looked at each other, and whispered in embarrassment: "Master Chuya has been drinking since he came back..."

"Now... now..."

"I see," Ozaki Momiji sighed softly, "Let me go and see."

……

As soon as the office door opened, the strong smell of alcohol rushed into the corridor.

The men in black suits looked at the dignified Ozaki Koyo with worried eyes, and silently shrank back to the corner.

Koye Ozaki approached the drunk Nakahara Chuya who was sitting on the carpet, and saw that his originally fair face had turned completely red.

"Mr. Zhongye."

Zhongya Nakahara noticed someone coming in, and stared at Koyo Ozaki blankly, not knowing whether he recognized the person or not.

"Don't pay attention to Osamu Dazai's words. You know, influenced by Chief Mori's habits, he is also a result-oriented person..."

Seeing that Nakahara Nakaya was still dazed, Koye Ozaki helplessly picked him up from the carpet and moved him to the sofa, pondering over his words.

"It doesn't matter what that guy says. If you feel angry... just think about the consequences of his every word. Don't let him get involved."

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, his cobalt blue eyes were quite unconvinced and irritable.

Koyo Ozaki was cruel, but her mouth was more careful to test: "Actually Miss Aoki..."

"Why can he do such a thing?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also interrupted suddenly with an angry face, and his expression seemed to be mixed with a bit of indescribable envy.

"Has Osamu Dazai lost his mind?"

"Not only did he go on vacation, but he still made Osamu Dazai willing to work overtime?!"

Obviously he didn't even dare to think of such an outrageous good thing in his dreams!At most, send the mackerel to the crematorium!

"hateful!"

"..."

Koyo Ozaki looked at Nakahara Chuya speechlessly.

And Chuya Nakahara repeated the old tune and started cursing at Osamu Dazai, throwing out the usual drunken madness.

……

"Master Ozaki?"

The black suits outside the door came over to test.

"Let this kid drink it." Ozaki Momiji left without expression on his face.

"?" The boys looked at each other.

……

After Koye Ozaki left, the yelling behind her gradually weakened as if she was tired.

After being quiet for a while, finally a boy with a tight head tentatively poked his head: "Lord Chuya?"

"...It's okay," Zhong Yuanzhong also lay on the carpet, pressing his elbows to his swollen eyes, "close the door, you guys get off work."