I swept Yokohama with a vest

At the Mafia headquarters in the port, the vehicle slid silently and stopped. The driver in charge of the car was watching his ears, nose, nose, nose, and heart, as if he was blind or deaf.

If he was really blind and deaf, he would not regret it as much as he does now. Before that, he still had a way out, and he might be able to take refuge in the leader's side when the situation was really bad.

Although how to meet the leader is a problem. Before that, he didn't know what Mori Ogai was going to do. He only knew that the other party had bought him. However, private doctors have violated the leader's sensitive point by buying other Mafia members in the port. If this matter gets out, maybe it can be turned into cement and thrown into the sea by the leader after the failure, and now it has been turned into cement and thrown into the sea.

It seemed to be miserable no matter what, and it was no different from now. Mr. Driver comforted himself. Anyway, he lived a day to earn a day. Maybe the leader died of a sudden illness and the rescue failed, so Dr. Sen could take over while lying down.

Mori Ogai, who had been given high hopes of "lying on top", got out of the car as if nothing had happened, and the old fox who was squatting outside the car and licking his paws as if nothing had happened said with a smile: "Then the curse spirit of Yokohama will trouble you."

The little fox who was sitting in the car waiting for the driver to open the door for him also licked his paws as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Where, there are not many curse spirits in Yokohama, but Dr. Mori, I want to trouble you to pay more attention to the leader's body. After all, the leader's safety is related to the situation."

Osamu Dazai, who just opened the car door, glanced lazily at the two foxes, slowly opened his umbrella, walked behind Mori Ogai, and breathed out silently: "The old lion king who is about to be eaten up .”

Why do you not want to die even though you can clearly touch the ugly and real side of this world?Is there any point in living?

Mori Ogai wants to live, wants to be the leader of the port Mafia, and wants to stabilize Yokohama.Michiko Ohba wants to be alive, to be recognized, to carve out the flesh of enemies who offend her affiliation.

They all have a very clear meaning of life, Osamu Dazai can see it, but the word meaning itself is meaningless, in his view, the meaning of other people's life seems to be not very important at all, not worth mentioning at all, he lacks his own the meaning of being alive.

"Ah." Mori Ogai looked sideways at him with a smile, met his pensive expression, and casually said, "Dazai-kun will understand in the future."

It was still raining heavily. The driver bent over and stood next to the rear door to hold an umbrella. Michiko Oba stepped on the ground with one leg before lowering her head.

Her bright red kimono skirt, fair calves, and the smooth curves of her body outlined by the movements are in stark contrast to the dim rainy scene, as if she is the only bright person in the whole world.

Large particles of raindrops fell on the umbrella surface, making a splashing sound. Mori Ogai looked away and said with a smile: "No matter what it is, the meaning of life, the meaning of death, or the meaning of desperately insisting on protecting and resolutely giving up everything, Dazai Jun will understand in the future, it’s not that you’re not smart enough, it’s just a matter of time.”

He put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked towards the building, and his smiling voice came against the deep rain: "No matter what, there will always be a day when you find the meaning of your existence, even if everyone doesn't understand it, even if it's a person A very ridiculous reason, even if it is very against this world, the reason to desperately want to live."

The white-haired girl in kimono followed with brisk steps, her voice was like a swallow blowing in the spring breeze: "Hey, is Dazai-kun thinking about the meaning of his life?"

She tilted her head and winked at Osamu Dazai: "This is a very difficult question to think about."

"I really want to doubt Dr. Mori." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "Are you really only interested in cute women under the age of 12? You are really going too far, you have been targeting me."

Mori Ogai: "Dazai-kun is worrying too much."

He still had a faint smile on his face, as if he was a very common adult social animal in society, but this indifferent adult temperament only lasted for a second and then quickly burst: "Wait, Dazai-kun, what are you implying?" ?! Actually, if it’s someone I particularly like, let alone a child/girl, even if the other party is Yu Jie, I can do it too!!!”

The mature and stable adult shouted nervously: "You are not allowed to sow discord in front of Cherry Jam!"

Ah, ha.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and sharply pointed out the problem: "Is it still a matter of sowing discord? Is it really sowing discord? There is no need to sow discord at all, don't worry, Dr. Mori, dear Cherry Sauce, the first thing he did after he came back The thing must be to chop you up and put them into jars, stuff some cherries into cherry sauce and eat them, so that they will never be separated."

The false panic on the adult's face was even more exaggerated: "It's because a guy like you keeps threatening me in my ears that I can't rest assured at all!"

"And the method you're talking about isn't cherry sauce at all, okay? Cherry sauce is so cute, so I don't want to eat cherry sauce!"

"Oh, I made a mistake." Osamu Dazai nodded cautiously, and made a decision cheerfully and hastily, "Then replace the cherry sauce in the above sentence with Alice sauce, my dear Alice will definitely be ecstatic Holding Dr. Mori's cherry sauce and feeding it to the cherry sauce~"

"Hey, hey, you seem to be getting more and more outrageous the more you say it." Mori Ou looked at the smiling white-haired girl in kimono from the outside, "It will scare Miss Oba if you talk like this, so let's stop talking about this matter here Let's stop."

The white-haired girl in kimono: "Ah, I don't care about this concubine, but I am a little curious. If you want to pack human cherry sauce, should you divide it into many small jars, or just use one big jar? It seems to be easy when the small jars are piled up. If you step on it, if it is a big jar, it is easy for children to fall into it when they are picking up the sauce, so it is really difficult to choose."

"..."

There are five buildings in the port Mafia headquarters, and the leader’s office is on the top floor of one of the buildings. If you want to see the leader, you have to go through layers of audits and inquiries. There will also be someone who has been monitoring the situation inside the elevator in real time. If you want to see the leader in the case of reporting, you need at least half an hour to start.

So the leader issued the permit some time in advance, which saved Michiko Oba and Ogai Mori from many complicated meeting procedures. Michiko Oba was a distinguished guest, so she also avoided the extra step of checking for dangerous items on her body.

She was only wearing a thin kimono, and she looked like it was very difficult to get through this rainy day, so the port Mafia members just glanced at her and then looked away, taking them to the chief's office.

Decay, old age, greed/desire, and a smell like paint are floating in this office, which is more unbearable than the dust in the dark room. The first moment the white-haired kimono girl enters the door, it is with the sight He swept the decorations in the room coolly.

The room was really empty, the curtains were all drawn down, and even the sound of the heavy rain was blocked out. There was no fresh smell of rain here. There were several paintings on the walls, almost all of which were upside down, and visitors could only look at them. To the back of the paintings, except for a painting hanging on the outermost periphery.

The painting was blocked by the dark-colored canvas, and the faint smell of paint in the room came from it.

Michiko Oba licked it coldly with her eyes, and crawled like a snake towards the leader who was half sitting on the bed. She bowed slightly: "Hi, boss of Mafia at the port."

The bed curtain was also lowered, and the specific appearance of the leader sitting on the bed could not be seen clearly. Mori Ogai whispered: "I have seen the leader."

"Cough, cough, cough..." The uncontrollable low cough came out first, and after trying to hold on, the leader's old and excited voice came out, "I'm so sorry to bother Miss Oba to do the task as soon as I arrived in Yokohama Yes, the people below have misunderstood the meaning, I have already cleaned up."

Hearing his voice, Mori Ogai understood it. He chose to put down the bed curtain, not because of the heavy rain and humidity, bad mood or caution, but to cover up his excitement and excitement in front of Michiko Ohba .

But this kind of concealment is too funny, like a child walking up and down the street with many gold bricks in his arms, thinking that he is wise enough.

Both the cold gaze and the excited gaze were blocked by the bed curtain, and they were not seen by each other.

The white-haired kimono girl looked at the figure on the bed curtain and smiled slightly: "I came to Yokohama this time because I was entrusted by my elders to deal with the curse incident in Yokohama."

"The elders told you in advance that you have to temporarily listen to the orders of the leader. You just went to pick up Dr. Mori, and you visited Yokohama in advance."

In this case, even if he is not the leader of the port Mafia in its heyday, if he wakes up a bit, he will realize that something is wrong. Joining Port Mafia, how could the elders in the family tell her to obey the words of the leader of Port Mafia.

It's just the most basic perfunctory. When the leader's mind is full of immortality and the power of life and death, the leader of the port Mafia quickly Skip what seems incongruous in the other person's words.

"Hahaha, Miss Dating is worthy of being an elite among conjurers, and she is devoted to eradicating the curse spirit." The leader laughed, and then coughed a few times, "But as an elder, I will still worry about you Be safe."

His voice was still excited: "Settling down in Yokohama first, I have already prepared a residence for you. The safest place in Yokohama must be the headquarters, and you can have a panoramic view of Yokohama from here, which is better than measuring with your legs." You're brilliant from Yokohama."

If eyes can kill, Michiko Oba's cold knife has already pierced the bed curtain and cut the throbbing throat of the leader of Mafia at the port.

She glanced at Mori Ogai, looked at each other with a smile, then took a few steps back, indicating that she was too lazy to deal with it and left the topic.

Mori Ogai walked forward with the medical kit, sat down beside the bed, and said in a low voice, "Master, let's have a physical examination first?"

If it was before, at the moment of entering the room, the leader would ask Mori Ogai to check his body, and then talk to Miss Conjurer, but I don’t know if it’s because after seeing the other party, the brain began to empty and drift, He has now begun to despise his physical condition.

The leader said casually: "Yes."

The white-haired kimono girl stood in a dim room, lowered her voice, and said coolly: "Mr. Dazai, the meaning of life is very difficult to find, but the impulse to kill someone is very easy. A gust of wind, a drop Rain, a flower petal, or the fact that the other party dares to spy on something that does not belong to you can be a reason to kill."

"His overreaching prying is itself an audacious offense."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, blinked at her, and his lowered tone came alive: "Oh? Did the leader offend Miss Oba's Ni Lin? It's really pitiful."

The most important thing is not this at all. The reason why the leader of Mafia at the port must die is that his stupidity and brutality shocked Yokohama and made Mori Ogai stare at him.

Mori Ogai wants to be the leader of the port Mafia, and wants to form the ideal passed down from the teacher - the three-moment conception.

Chuluye Zhizi said: "Mori Ogai can't take it anymore, at most three days, the head of Mafia at the port will have an accident and die if rescue fails."

[The host's current sense of presence: A] The system prompts in time, pauses, and then prompts again, [Participation in the major event 'Port Mafia leader': 50%. ]

""Retrograde" is here, even if people from the leader faction question the new leader, they won't make too much of a move because of the power of the magician." Chu Luyezhizi thought thoughtfully, "The rest of the progress, I want to completely If you get it, it should be to participate in something like the death of the leader, which requires "Cherry"."

She turned her head and looked at Dazai Osamu who was standing next to her. In the dim light, the bandaged boy also looked at him with an inexplicable smile.

He smiled so cutely, so Chulu Yezhizi decided cutely and cheerfully: "Then, the first thing to do when "Cherry" returns is to hang up the enemies who dare to slander their reputation, and change all the bandages to cherry color! "