On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

"leader."

"Chuya-kun," Mori Ogai glanced at the loyal subordinate with his head bowed in front of him, and paused for a moment.

"Kill him...but on the premise of saving our people."

**

……

Tosi slowly opened his eyes, looking at the cold prison around him.

A boy with dirty orange hair looked here as usual, and caught off guard with his confused and calm purple eyes.

"Are you awake?" The boy froze for a moment, turned around and ran away without caring about the other party's reaction.

Tosi's eyes looking at the young man's back were still blurred, as if he hadn't recovered from the current situation.

His hat fell to the ground at his feet, and the white fluff was stained with dust and water droplets.

Tosi looked down at his bound arms and legs, struggling but unable to move at all.

"Stop struggling, it's useless."

A male voice came from the darkness of the shadows of candles.

A tall figure walked out of the shadows, and a pair of shrewd eyes were reflected by the fireworks.

There was a soft sound of closing the door, and the young man just closed the door silently, followed in and stood aside.

"Introduce yourself, a cadre of the port mafia, A."

A, who was wearing a black suit, also didn't care about the reaction of Tosi who was bound to the chair.

"You really dare to come to Yokohama..." A sat relaxed on the sofa beside him, resting one hand on the back of the sofa, and tapping the fingertips of the other hand rhythmically on the table, "When I heard that woman Ozaki Koye said , I still don’t quite believe it, how could there be such a stupid existence?”

"I tried it, but I actually caught you?"

"The leader of the House of Death rats? Chi—"

The young man behind him silently stepped forward to pour him a glass of wine, and the gemstone collar around his neck reflected the light when he turned around.

Noticing that the silent captive was attracted by the light, A smiled happily: "My superpower."

"Transform human life into equivalent gems."

As soon as the words fell, a silent man standing in the shadows let out a scream.

Even though his hands were desperately grabbing the collar and struggling, after two breaths, he still lost his voice with great despair.

A shook his hand and threw a collar into the prison railing, and waved to the shivering dirty orange-haired boy behind him.

"Go, untie him."

The door lock opened with a click, and the young man untied Tuo Si from the rope in silence.

"Don't try to escape, put on this collar, you—"

"My lord, the Zhongye cadres are here."

A's words were interrupted by a low voice from outside the door behind him.

"Look." A shrugged and put down his glass and stood up, "Mori Ogai is well prepared. Every checkpoint in Yokohama is monitored by guards. It won't take long to escape like you did before. You just Thank you for taking you back..."

The heavy underground door was pulled open by the servant. A stopped at the door, turned his head in the shadows, and exchanged a glance with the calm purple eyes behind the iron fence.

"You can't escape."

…………

"Officer Chuya, what can you do?" A stretched out his arms and the servant put on a heavy coat for him, and looked at Chuya Zhongya with an impatient face in a leisurely manner.

Nakahara Zhongya stood in front of the sofa with his coat in one hand and did not sit down. His cobalt blue eyes swept up and down A who had just come out of the room: "You are very leisurely."

"I can't help it." A was sitting in front of the tea table wearing a coat, and slowly poured a glass of wine into the glass. "After all, it's such a heavy fog. The leader specifically told us not to go out."

He took a sip of his wine, the tip of his tongue frivolously slid over his upper lip, and looked at Nakahara Chuya with ambiguous meaning: "I'm not your martial arts school, so I don't want to risk my life in vain."

Listening to the other party playing with words, and lightly replacing "command" with "inform", Nakahara Zhongya's eyes sank, and he moved his eyes to the fireplace.

"Then what did you send your subordinates to the East District just now?" Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't want to talk nonsense with him, "We are arresting a Russian tonight, and that person has disappeared. Your appearance is too coincidental."

"what?"

A looked surprised.

"My people?" A feigned anger, and turned to look at a tall man behind him, "Who is going out without authorization tonight? Why don't I know?"

The man's face turned pale in an instant: "No... my lord, I... I don't..."

"Uh, ah—!!"

Nakahara looked at A while sighing and playing with the extra gemstones in his palm and complained: "It's really cheap... worthless."

As if he just realized that Zhongyuan Zhongye was still waiting for his answer, A suddenly raised his head and smiled helplessly: "I'm sorry, Zhongye cadre, I'm afraid I can't help you much."

"After all... tonight I listened to the leader's advice and stayed indoors all the time."

The two looked at each other with mild contempt and indifference. The silent confrontation stagnated the atmosphere in the magnificent hall.

The frosty light hit the skins of the two of them, and the air seemed to become icy cold.

……

After a while, Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his eyes and pressed his hat: "In this case, I'd better go and search elsewhere."

The movement of striding out of the door raised a gust of wind around him, and then stopped suddenly by the door.

Zhong Yuanzhong also evoked a mocking smile, and reminded A who was full of victory: "Be careful tonight."

Seeing the smug smile on A's face, Nakahara gave a sarcasm and left without looking back.

A's cold and hateful eyes cast undisguisedly on Nakahara Chuya's back: "Oh, it's just a..."

**

"Thank you, Momiji-kun," Mori Ogai smiled and looked at Ozaki Momiji who stood beside him with wary eyes.

Ozaki Koye, who had dealt with all kinds of unexpected and strange attacks for an unknown number of times tonight, didn't give him a good face.

"Ah, the leader would be very grateful if he didn't invite people to hate his concubine so much."

"Eh? Then I can't help it..." Mori Ogai sighed as he spoke, "How can you say that I am hated by others? It is clearly Miss Aoki and the two Dazai-kun who bothered me. .”

"The trouble Dazai-kun made for me was very ruthless. They are desperadoes. Miss Aoki..."

Mori Ogai was so worried that his face almost wrinkled into a ball.

"It's very troublesome."

"Eh? Is this too much?"

Osamu Dazai's voice came from the mist.

"Mr. Sen can't blame us for what happened to him when he did something bad."

Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and looked at Mori Ogai's mildly smiling purple eyes with complaint.

"It seems Dazai-kun doesn't want to admit it anymore."

Mori Ogai murmured softly in an erratic voice.

"How could this be?" Osamu Dazai glanced unhappily at Mori Ogai who was standing leisurely, "If there is no evidence, Mr. Mori, please speak carefully."

"Is that so?" Mori Ogai didn't seem surprised, "Then...you and that Chuya-kun are the ones who demolished our port mafia building tonight..."

"This happened in full view."

Mori Ogai's eyes became icy cold, and the suppressed murderous aura could almost freeze the thick fog around him.

Just now, at first glance, it was just a casual complaint, but now it seems that the anger has been accumulated for a long time.

"Ah!"

Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai's eyes directly turned into disgust without guilt.

"Is Mr. Mori already so old and dizzy? Can't even tell the two of us apart?"

"I've been playing games with Shibusawa who is not very good at his brain tonight. Is what happened to your building related to me?"

Seeing Mori Ogai's still stern expression, Dazai Osamu suddenly smiled again, and chose to dance on the tip of the knife.

"But...you can imagine it if you think about it."

"It must have been those two who broke your building when they were responding to the enemy, but isn't this kind of thing common when the mafia is performing missions? Why are you going to cry poorly?"

"I thought it was a long time since the last time the Port Mafia was squandering the money. After all, that slug took Fitzgerald Rabbi without a chance to spend much money."

"Has the port mafia run a deficit recently? Well... this is useful information."

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin, thinking about something.

"No, no, no," Osamu Dazai looked at Mori Ogai reproachfully, with condemnation in his voice, "How could this be! You want to blackmail others when you have no money?! It really is the style of the black-hearted mafia."

It was clear that the two of them deliberately demolished the building under the pretense, but now it was Dazai Osamu's mouth, and it turned black and white into his deliberate blackmail.

……

Some time ago, Aoki Akira frequently threw "garbage" into his office.He had to tear down the entire office to redecorate, and at that time he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​killing this crazy woman again.

After that, for some unknown reason, the Japanese police and the Supernatural Secret Service Division came to make surprise inspections of Mori Club several times.In the past few days, I have received reports from Hongye that it seems that even the FBI and the Crow Organization are secretly targeting them.

The Port Mafia's dealings suddenly became shaky.Many plans and collaborations have been shelved, and action planning has had to switch to more conservative options.The flow of funds for the event has also been reduced a lot.

……

You don't have to think to know who did it.

If it can't do actual harm, it's a skill to cause trouble to others.

When he noticed that it was not only Aoki Akira who tripped him up frequently, [Dazai Osamu] also took advantage of the information gap and even used Aoki Akira's little tricks as a cover to set him up when he first came to Japan... He was already Deep in the mud, he had to be pulled into his calculations.

Be his sword and his shield, be driven by him, and be used by him to defeat the enemy.

Being used by wanton calculations is enough to make him want to kill, and the behavior of these two guys deliberately destroying the stronghold of the port mafia when the fog rises tonight is too arrogant.The damage to the building tonight... more than a small sum can make up for.

Mori Ogai really endured to the limit.

He even felt that he was disgusting for rejecting the Russian just now.

——If it wasn't for absolute rationality controlling him, he would definitely just want to kill these three abominable uninvited guests from another world.

……

"Ah... nice eyes."

Osamu Dazai put away his smile, his kite-colored eyes revealed a deep malice no less than that of Mori Ogai.

"Before, I just thought that letting the little dwarf bow his head and surrender was no less than the scenery of tens of billions of famous paintings. Now it seems that it is a good choice to make Mr. Mori so deeply disgusted."

Koyo Ozaki turned his head and glanced at Mori Ogai with cold eyes, interrupting Osamu Dazai's death: "Osamu Dazai, if you want to die, I can give you a knife."

"Is there any dissatisfaction with Mr. Sen? You can say it directly."

The voice of [Nakahara Chuya] suddenly sounded from behind the fog.

Then, a pair of cobalt blue eyes emerged from the fog with cold hostility, and looked straight at Mori Ogai without hesitation.

……

Rarely, Mori Ogai's purple eyes and these cobalt blue eyes looked at each other for a long time.

There was silence for a while.

After a long while, Koye Ozaki's blade slowly turned its direction, and the sharp point of the blade was directed at [Chuya Nakahara] who was so cold that he didn't show any restraint——

"Do you want to tear up the agreement?"