I swept Yokohama with a vest

Of course Mori Ogai would not reflect on himself, he even coaxed the red-haired cub/girl to abandon the No. [-] breeder and return to the loyal embrace of the No. [-] breeder with a somewhat proud look.

It is too challenging for people to bear.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and the other party's deceiving young/female voice that seemed to make people resentful was still heard, sometimes it was straightforward, "I like cherry sauce the most", and sometimes it was euphemistic, cherry sauce is so cute.

At the peak, he actually admitted that the real reason for wanting to kill the current leader of the port Mafia was that his dear Cherry Jam hated the current leader.

Anyone who hates Cherry Sauce, of course we must kill them all!

vomit--

Osamu Dazai deeply reflected on himself. What did he do wrong that would make Mori Ogai think he was similar to him?

This must be the biggest slander he has received in his life. Not everyone can lie with his eyes open like Mori Ogai, not only without guilt, but even with righteousness.

Oh, in fact, there are still some. Every time Sakurako Tsushima is punctured by her superficially harmonious rhetoric, she will quickly inflate with confidence.

She even wanted to be more blue than blue and better than blue, and would wonder why you didn't obediently follow the instructions of the eldest lady to die since you have seen through the essence of harmony on the surface?

The combination of these two people is really a headache, especially when Osamu Dazai is added.

However, everyone present was in the same camp, some voluntarily, and some were forced to stand in line. No matter what, it wasn't them who had a headache.

Is the leader of the port Mafia.

"Before I came, I took medicine for the leader to let him sleep peacefully." Mori Ogai said, "This medicine has certain risks for the weak, but the leader must ask for it."

"So Dr. Mori wants him to encounter a very small risk?" Sakurako Tsushima asked.

She secretly yawned in Ozaki Koyo's arms, and then reluctantly took over the job of singing with Mori Ogai, so that the quasi-cadres could understand the situation.

There are no absolute allies in the world. Before today, although Mori Ogai and Ozaki Koyo were allies, they had a tacit understanding of the division of labor, and did not interfere in the affairs the other party was responsible for, nor did they plan to listen.

And with the delicate and tense relationship between the leader and Koyo Ozaki, when he died, Koyo Ozaki absolutely couldn't be around.

You can't witness the death of your enemy with your own eyes, so you can only learn about the plan in advance, so that you can have fun when the other party dies on the spot.

"As a private doctor, I have no choice. After all, there are very few people in Mafia port who dare to disobey the leader's order." Mori Ogai smiled helplessly, like a loyal and unscrupulous private doctor.

He said: "About when Ozaki-sama is interrogating the traitors every day, the leader will die because of ineffective rescue."

"—This is really, deeply regrettable."

*

"Doctor Mori, are you sure you want to make a decision now?" Sakurako Tsushima sat on the bed of the head of Mafia at the port, looking down at the sleeping face of the other party.

It turned out that this majestic red-haired killer was weaker than those red-haired teenagers when he fell asleep, not like a leader full of hostility, but like an old man in an ordinary family.

Or an old man whose family members are not very filial.

His wrinkles are too many, his skin is too loose, and his whole body is almost vulnerable. Even if Mori Ogai doesn't do anything, he will die after a while.

Why is such a person still struggling to survive?And he is not interested in the healing effect of cherries at all, and he doesn't seem to want to take it at all.

It stands to reason that even if he is worried that his stomach will explode immediately after taking cherries, with the crazy character of the leader of Mafia at the port, he will act decisively and use all possible means to force the child/girl.

Instead of turning a blind eye to the healing effects of cherries as it is now.

He must have more stable and effective options.

"No way, if you wait any longer, the leader will find that your hope is just a layer of illusory candlelight, which will be shattered by a light blow." Mori Ogai laughed.

The eternal life that the leader of the port Mafia wants to pursue is simply impossible to achieve.

After a while, when he realizes this on the verge of death, he will instantly rage and counterattack the entire Yokohama, letting Yokohama die with him.

Of course Mori Ogai couldn't wait until that time, so he could only act first.

He laughed and said, "Cherry sauce is unsuitable? This is not blood spattering on the battlefield, but the slow death of a human being."

"Ah, that's not what I meant." Tsushima Sakura shook her legs and said casually, "It's too kind to let him die happily immersed in a dream, those red-haired children, but knowing that they will die Desperate to flee for his life in case of death."

"It's a little too unfair." The red-haired young/female looked sideways, "Isn't it, Dazai-kun?"

Dazai Osamu did not go to the bed, he found the switch on the wall where the curtains were lowered, turning the wall into a transparent French window.

At this time, the faint moonlight fell from the window and fell on Dazai Osamu's side face, he said: "As long as it is death, it is happiness, whether it is voluntary or involuntary, whether it is natural death or unnatural death. "

"Appropriate pain is good for food. Don't Mr. Dazai also hate severe pain when you die?" The red-haired young/female said lazily. Lie down on the window.

"The moonlight is so beautiful." She pulled the curtains as far as possible to let the moonlight shine in. "Even if the road to Santuchuan is covered with moonlight, the leader must be very unwilling, right?"

"Cherry sauce is so naive." Osamu Dazai looked at her sideways, and said weakly, "But you are the one who hates him the most, and you are the one who wants to shed moonlight on his way to leave. How strange."

"Dazai-kun is so naive, and he has been unhappy from the beginning." Sakurako Tsushima pressed her cheek against the cold glass, scanning her gaze downwards, trying to find someone who could never appear underneath.

The five buildings of the Mafia headquarters in the port are really too high. Looking down from the highest floor, you can't see the people underground at all. They are like ants.

As it should be, Ozaki Momiji couldn't be seen at all.

Before taking Dazai Osamu to find Ozaki Koyo and Tsushima Sakurako, Mori Ogai gave the leader a drug that can help sleep, and then guided the leader to say how many of them he wanted to see at night.

It was almost time, he obeyed the leader's order, and took Dazai Osamu and Tsushima Sakurako to the leader's office.

Naturally, Koyo Ozaki did not keep up.

Although afterward, no matter what faction they are in, everyone knows what happened, but there are still as few excuses as possible on the surface. Anyway, no matter how unconvinced the other party is, it is impossible to rebel without the incident being unknown.

Ozaki Koyo is now being guarded by the leader of the diehard faction, and asking her to follow him probably has no other positive effect other than witnessing the death of the enemy with his own eyes.

There is no need to think about photos or videos, no matter who it is, they will not be stupid enough to leave a deadly handle for themselves.

"Obviously I long for death, but I still can't die. I can only watch other people happily approaching death." Osamu Dazai said, "If it is cherry sauce, it must be so unhappy that it will explode/explode."

He used declarative sentences.

Tsushima Sakurako was very unhappy, and emphasized: "No, at most it's a cherry explosion/explosion, and I don't yearn for such boring things as death at all!"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes: "Huh? The same kind is very sensitive to each other's breath. Cherry sauce has a smell of longing for death."

"I don't yearn for death, but yearn for..." The red-haired young girl suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking. She shook her shoulders, as if suppressing her sudden desire to vomit.

In the end, she just said dissatisfiedly: "A person I know, she is the representative of death and life. A long time ago, I liked her very, very much, so I longed for death."

"But it's not just longing for death, but also longing for life."

"Oh, so until now, has Cherry Sauce still missed his partner?" Mori Owai looked at the French window, and he casually smiled, "But when Xiao and Xie Ye left, they were very determined, very determined to leave You gave up."

Is this a sharp knife?Will it pierce Tsushima Sakurako's heart, and leave a scar that can no longer heal in the opponent's heart, between her and her partner?

Osamu Dazai observed the expression of the red-haired young/girl with great interest.

"Huh?" The other party's expression was quite blank, "What nonsense are you talking about, that guy walked away without hesitation, and he mustered up a lot of courage. After all, it is difficult to kick the young/female control, but it is also possible Rare."

The red-haired young/female turned around completely, her back was facing the floor-to-ceiling windows and the moonlight outside, she put her hands on her hips and raised her chin proudly: "If you weren't afraid of me leaving, you would immediately hang yourself crying, and I would definitely follow Natsume-sensei away."

No, wait, is this something to be proud of?why are you so proud

Osamu Dazai was even more weak: "This is not something to be proud of at all, is it?"

"Not only do you have to witness others happily embracing death, but you also need to hear the secrets of the cub/daughter and her breeder." He complained like a baby, "It will be silenced, it will definitely be silenced."

So Mori Ogai also coaxed him like a child: "Be patient for a while, Dazai-kun, no matter what, you will not be silenced."

"After all, if you, the only one who witnessed the succession of the leader, die, the people from the leader's faction will start fighting immediately."

"So not only to witness others happily stepping into death, watching cherries bouncing, but also to reap the shortest life span of one year." Osamu Dazai said.

He tilted his head lazily, glanced at Sakurako Tsushima, and lowered his eyes uninterestedly.

Even if the huge curtains were all drawn, half of Dazai Osamu's body and cheeks were covered by shadows, and what was illuminated by the moonlight was his eyes with unknown meaning.

Mori Ogai sat on the edge of the bed, a bright silver light danced at his fingertips, like a carp swimming in a clear spring: "At this time, Mr. Ozaki should have just started the interrogation, right?"

"It's been a while." Sakurako Tsushima yawned lazily. She bounced behind Osamu Dazai, hesitating whether to pounce on him, use him as a support, or simply throw him over the shoulder , Sit down and take a break.

If the opponent was Mori Ogai, Tsushima Sakurako didn't need to hesitate at all, she would definitely have jumped on it early in the morning as a recovery station, but the opponent was that hateful Osamu Dazai who didn't even suffer a loss, if he really wanted to fall over his shoulder, There will definitely be retaliation afterwards.

The red-haired young/female felt regretful from the bottom of her heart, so even her tone leaked a bit: "After all, the leader is surrounded by countless enemies every day, and even the slightest hesitation in taking orders from his subordinates is considered a traitor. Sister Hongye must work harder, of course. , go to work early every day, stay up late and work overtime to interrogate those people's plan to assassinate the leader."

She emphasized some words, obviously sneering and disdainful.

Just because his subordinates had a slight objection, they were furious, and they killed the other party on the spot or regarded them as the leader of the traitors. They would not have survived for long. It is not only Mori Ogai who is eyeing this position, but also his loyal subordinates them.

Everyone wants a promotion and a raise.

"Oops, then I seem to have missed the appointment." Mori Ogai said.

Even so, the silver light on his fingertips did not stop.

"You are not a person who will keep promises, anyway, Sister Hongye doesn't care about the time of this person's death at all." Sakurako Tsushima looked at Osamu Dazai's shoulder, and then looked back at the window that didn't protrude at all. Falling into hesitation again.

She said: "As long as this person dies, it's fine, and only when he dies can there be a little bit of resentment between a lover who truly loves each other."

The room was too empty, and Tsushima Sakurako was very familiar with Mori Ogai. Before the leader passed away, she didn't want to throw herself on the bed to rest. There was no table nearby, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were smooth without a single protrusion, so she couldn't sit on it.

If you think about it carefully, there are only two places to choose in the whole room.

One is the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. As long as you grab the ends of those curtains and wrap them around your waist and climb up, you can swing lazily. The other is Osamu Dazai. What a qualified soft cushion.

However, no matter which one you choose, it is not a perfect solution. If you choose the first curtain, there is a high possibility that Osamu Dazai with bright eyes will follow and climb up. After all, curtains are not only comfortable swings or hammocks, but also perfect. The hanging rope is very strong and will never break halfway.

If Mori Ogai didn't fly over with a scalpel.

Choosing the second option, the disadvantage of attacking Osamu Dazai is more obvious. Although Tsushima Sakurako has been learning swordsmanship from Koyo Ozaki recently, but after thinking about it, she knows that she can't stand serious swordsmanship at all, so she is just practicing ostentatiously, maybe One day, the speed of cutting Osamu Dazai's bandage with a sword is faster than killing the enemy.

One-stroke horses cannot be used for fighting. With Sakurako Tsushima's current skills, there is a 30.00% chance that she will repeat the scene she saw in the clinic when she was seen by the dense fog. Since there are not so many messes in this room There is a 60.00% chance that Sakurako Tsushima will indeed rest, but she will rest on the cold floor.

As for Osamu Dazai, he should sit on the red-haired boy/girl, supervising the red-haired boy/girl to rest.

Oh, by the way, if Mori Ogai is willing to fly over with a scalpel, maybe the red-haired boy/girl will find a companion who also rests against the floor.

"Cherry sauce is thinking of something strange." Osamu Dazai said calmly, he didn't even turn his head, as long as he noticed the sight behind him and thought about the owner of the sight, he could easily draw this conclusion.

It's like when seeing Mori Ogai chasing the young/female, he can easily conclude that the other party is the young/female control.

"No way." Sakurako Tsushima said.

She glanced at Mori Ogai, and found that the other party was still waiting patiently for the final effect of the medicine to pass, and after the leader woke up, he continued to hesitate.

The elderly are always picky about medicines. If the leader has actually passed out, wouldn't he have to wait another four or five hours?

Although at most 10 minutes, Mori Ogai would give up his plan to make the opponent wake up naturally and completely fall into the trap of fear, but it was still very annoying.

The atmosphere of the room returned to silence again, like a strange forest without birds chirping, even the air was quietly waiting for a person to die.

Out of the corner of his eye, Mori Ogai caught a glimpse of a red afterimage, and subconsciously turned his head to look over.

The red-haired young/female jumped onto Osamu Dazai's back very naturally, clamped the opponent's waist with her legs, and complained naturally before the opponent stabilized from the subconscious stagger: "You are so weak."

Mori Ogai: ...

She was really complaining, but there was a coquettish tone mixed in with the complaint: "I'm so light, yet you are still being hit hard. Sure enough, it is doubtful that the rope used for hanging will break every time. You don’t know how to use a rope that would break even if tied to a stone, do you?”

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai stood firm, subconsciously made a sound with his chest, and then said, "Hey, you..."

He looked at the bright red hair hanging from his shoulders, and then at Mori Ogai's expression, and said with a half-smile: "Before I came, I just witnessed an explosion."

"Oh?" Sakurako Tsushima yawned lazily, not quite getting used to the position of being carried on her back, so she couldn't use the nirvana of rubbing her face, "Then why haven't you died yet?"

"Of course it's because I was at the bottom of the explosion, and the aftermath of the explosion did not affect me." Osamu Dazai said.

The red-haired boy/girl shook her legs: "Sorrow?"

Dazai Osamu said with a half-smile, "Miss Dust are rushing to me."

He showed a boyish look, and said with a long ending: "When I was eating afternoon tea, I was very gentlemanly and didn't paste cherry sauce on my face with dust. I didn't expect the cherry sauce to be so enthusiastic. I enthusiastically wanted to share it with me. Dust from the explosion/explosion heat."

"Indeed, I am extremely honored."

Sakurako Tsushima, a cute girl who would rather shed her blood on the enemy's face than get a little blood on herself on the battlefield, every time Mori Ogai puts her on the battlefield, she needs Provide her with disposable clothing and plenty of hot water.

The last time I had a fight with Osamu Dazai who just crawled out of the river, was beyond Mori Ogai's expectations, and the most important thing was that the battlefield where the cats fought was in the clinic, a Tsushima Sakura The son clearly knows where the clean is.

Sakurako Tsushima fell silent, she raised her head, looked at Mori Ogai, and actively sought confirmation from the other party.

Mori Ogai let out a low cough, and said tactfully: "The explosion/explosion is not close to us, but it was raining heavily before we came..."

In other words, even he couldn't guarantee that he would stay clean and tidy in the rain.

This is not the main thing, Osamu Dazai's threat was just flirtatious, like a joke, but it reminded Sakurako Tsushima of another question, she said slowly: "Dr. Mori, are you in the clinic, did you play with this guy?" Dressing game?"

"Of course it's impossible." Mori Ogai vetoed it in a second without even pausing, looking very trustworthy.

"... Oh." Tsushima Sakura blinked slowly, looked down at Osamu Dazai's black suit jacket, and said calmly, "Did Dr. Mori buy Dazai-kun's clothes? They seem to be of the same style. "

Mori Ogai paused, unable to bear to puncture the last hope of his beloved child/girl, and said tactfully: "Actually, if you wash a piece of clothing at night, it can be completely dried the next day."

So you mean sure Osamu Dazai wore this dress from start to finish?Isn't it the same style? ? ?

Tsushima Sakurako pupil earthquake.

Aren't you a conscientious social animal? !Isn't it a character set of loving wife and loving children? !Why can you buy all the children's/female clothes in the street, but why don't you change a piece of clothes for Osamu Dazai? !

Is it sexist just because the other person is male? !

Do you guys want to die? !

"Hey, did Cherry Sauce just pay attention to this matter now?" Dazai Osamu, who had just changed his clothes yesterday, put his hands around his waist and legs, and said casually, "Clothing is just a bondage of the human body, the most important thing is The most important thing is comfort and habits, whether it is clean or not..."

Sakurako Tsushima didn't want to talk to him, in the usual time and posture, it would be natural for her to lower her head and take a bite, but from now on, she didn't want to think about every angry word of Osamu Dazai at all. , even if he knew that the other party was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

The red-haired boy/girl quieted down obediently, Osamu Dazai sat on the floor without paying attention, the other party immediately slid off his back and sat on the hem of his clothes, not directly touching the cold ground.

The commotion just now was a bit loud, and even the leader of the Mafia port who was sleeping on the bed seemed to be aware of it, and opened his eyes half-awake.

The goal was the familiar bed curtain and ceiling, the leader turned his head slightly, and met the private doctor who just looked down.

The private doctor smiled slightly. It was a smile, but it was colder than the scalpel at his fingertips. He said, "Master Chief, you have finally woken up. The subordinates have been waiting for a long time."

People who are about to die are always more likely than others to detect the smell of death. The leader suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he subconsciously made an indistinct sound from his throat, like frightened or begging for help, or begging for mercy.

Mori Ogai raised his hand to comfort him: "The leader's health is not very good, it's better not to get too excited, do you want to take medicine?"

He paused for a second or two, and when the other party felt worse and tried to struggle harder, he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, dead people don't need to take medicine."

The leader opened his eyes wide, and the silver light that jumped on Mori Ogai's fingertips flashed across his throat, and was easily retracted. The struggle and unwillingness were like a thin thread cut by scissors, and suddenly stiffened.

It took a few seconds for the blood to react, and it couldn't wait to spurt out of the human body, splashing on the wall, and splashing on Mori Ogai's face at close range.

This is why Sakurako Tsushima gave up jumping on the bed to rest. Compared with curtains or Osamu Dazai, a soft bed is simply heaven. The premise is that Mori Ogai does not succeed in achieving his goal and plan, and is about to realize the three-minute concept And above, fall into joy.

Sakurako Tsushima sighed very maturely, like a child who is helpless against the childishness of adults.

"Dazai-kun, cover your ears." She reminded her companion who provided her with a low-level physical recovery center, and quickly raised her hand to cover her ears as she spoke.

Being splashed with blood, Mori Ogai didn't care, he held up the scalpel and laughed happily, even his usually calm hands trembled with the wild laughter.

"Don't look at Dr. Mori smiling so happily. In fact, he..." Sakurako Tsushima continued to cover her ears calmly, without turning her head to see if her companion had covered her ears, and she didn't care whether the other party could be in such an arrogant manner. I heard my own voice while laughing, "In fact, he is happier."

"Rintaro is one step closer to his great ideal, good job!"

Dazai Osamu did not raise his hands to cover his ears, he stared fixedly at Mori Ogai who seemed to be in a mad state, and said slowly: "The wall of Mafia in the port seems to be well insulated from sound."

The soundproofing of the rooms in the Mafia port has always been very good, and the chief's office has been specially reinforced. Even if the chief is lynching the traitors inside, the guards standing at the door will not hear a scream.

This was originally the best sound insulation for the leader of the port Mafia, but now it has the function that prevents him from even calling for help.

But it's not bad, anyway, they are all serving the leader of the port Mafia. As for whether they are serving the previous leader or the next leader, Mori Ogai, it is not too final.

Amidst this nightmare-like laughter, a clear system prompt came:

[The host's current presence: S]

[It has been detected that the sense of presence in the world has increased. Congratulations to the host for successfully participating in the event of the 'Death of the Chief of Port Mafia' and gaining a special sense of presence. ]

[Ding dong, the presence slot is full. After collecting the pages of this book, you can open the vest on the next page. ]

Chu Luye Zhizi raised her head, staring at the system prompt, her eyes fell on the words of the big event of "the death of the leader of Mafia at the port", and said thoughtfully: "The death of the current leader means that the whole world has undergone a qualitative change?"

If this is not the case, it is impossible to offend a big event.

The system is as quiet as a chicken, as if he has been dragged by Qi Mu to take the exam, Chulu Yezhizi doesn't care.

Her eyes lit up, and she repeated: "Even the system has no right to take away the benefits gained by using the rules of the game, right?"

Before this sentence was finished, the system sensed that something was wrong, but before it could stop it, it was closed by its dear host lady.

Sakurako Tsushima, who was covering her ears, looked at Mori Ogai with bright eyes.

That kind of gaze is not like the gaze of an immature adult with red hair, nor is it like the gaze of a woman looking at a man, nor is it like the gaze of Koyo Ozaki looking at Mori Ogai with an indescribable expression. It was a meaningful look, but the eyes of the dragon seeing the resplendent dragon's lair and the gold coins piled up in the entire dragon's lair.

She said, "Rin Taro—"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, unable to bear this kind of double pleasure attack, and finally raised his hands to cover his ears, and glanced at the red-haired girl with bright eyes and a slight blush on her cheeks.

The other party said in a coquettish tone, "Is Lin Taro happy now?"

Mori Ogai was still laughing, but turned from a big laugh to a low one, he said, "Yes, I'm very, very happy now, Cherry Jam."

So Cherry Sauce was even happier, and the other party almost asked in a cheering tone: "I've never seen you so happy, is it because you killed this guy?"

The direct reason why Mori Ogai would be so happy and crazy is to kill the leader of the port Mafia, but this is not the root cause.

Not long after leaving the battlefield, Mori Ogai met Natsume Soseki, the legendary power user in Yokohama. It was after talking with the other party that Mori Ogai woke up from that state of confusion and regained consciousness. Established ideals and ambitions, that is, to protect Yokohama and achieve the concept of Sanji.

Because of the rape of the leader of the Mafia at the port, the entire Mafia in Yokohama fell into a tense situation, and it even affected ordinary people again and again.Port Mafia fits the philosophy of the Mori Ogai Sankechi concept.

The premise is that the leader is Mafia, the port of Mori Ogai.

That's why he changed from being a military doctor on the battlefield to becoming the personal doctor of the leader of Mafia at the port, just for the position of leader.

There is no need to repeat these in detail, and the reason why Mori Ogai is so happy is indeed because he killed the leader of Mafia at the port, so he said with a smile: "Yes, Cherry Sauce, finally killed this guy, realized How could I not be happy if I took the first step of the plan and approached my ideal step by step?"

"Is it because of killing this guy?" Sakurako Tsushima repeated impatiently, and a smile broke out on her face the moment she saw Mori Ogai nodding in agreement.

The sweet smell of cherries spread in the room, and was suppressed by the strong smell of blood. The red-haired young/female said: "Rin Taro's joy at this moment is like my joy when I see the enemy's horrified expression in extreme pain ?”

"I thought that after you exited that disgusting place, you really restrained yourself from being completely different from normal people, and obediently lived among herbivores in sheep's clothing." Her blue eyes seemed to be There was a misty smell of alcohol, it wasn't like this, it couldn't explain the crimson eyes and cheeks.

The young/female lady said: "Essentially speaking, you, I and Dazai-kun are all the same kind of people, the kind of people who would be rejected and hated by normal human beings."

"I'm glad you finally stopped hiding yourself, Rintaro." Sakurako Tsushima stood up, bouncing towards the bed.

On the contrary, Mori Ogai restrained his exaggerated smile and became calm. He opened his arms and accurately caught Tsushima Sakurako who was flying towards the human corpse, and patted her on the back: "Control your emotions, Cherry Sauce, this is not a disgusting place, it is a place where ordinary people live, and it is a place guarded by us."

"Rintaro is deceiving himself and others." Tsushima Sakurako didn't care even if she was stopped halfway, she adjusted her posture, lazily put her chin on Mori Ogai's shoulder, and said disgustedly, "It stinks."

Mori Ogai said helplessly: "That's the taste of blood."

"I'm not talking about the smell of blood, but you, Rintaro." The red-haired young/girl squinted her eyes, she was as harmless as a cat, and was lazily sweeping her tail, "You really are still here until now. Do you believe that the so-called necessary sacrifices must be made in order to protect ordinary human beings?"

"Even if this kind of sacrifice is treating children of how old as bombs and throwing them into the enemy pile again and again, even if this kind of sacrifice is resurrecting everyone again and again, and writing in the report that no one is injured?"

"Cherry sauce, control your emotions, this is where ordinary people live." Mori Ogai didn't answer, and continued, he patted the other person's shoulder skillfully.

Osamu Dazai maintained his original sitting posture without changing, and he spit out a few words: "Dr. Mori is so cruel."

Tsushima Sakurako's words are too directional, even if she just lived with the other party for a short time, Dazai Osamu can easily deduce that the one who was treated as a bomb/bomb and was thrown into the enemy pile to detonate himself time and time again, It's Sakurako Tsushima.

This is extremely inconsistent with the young/female control image that Mori Ogai usually maintains.

"Ah, yes." Mori Ogai said with a smile, "but that was the only way at that time. Fortunately, Cherry Sauce forgave me in the end. Otherwise, when I invite her again, Natsume-sensei may immediately chase after me to fight her." .”

"But even if this is the case, you still need to take revenge on the person who hurt you, right?" Osamu Dazai laughed as if embarrassed, "Cherry sauce must have thought about killing you for a moment, right? Shall I help her realize it?" What about wishes?"

"Cherry sauce must have wanted to kill you for a moment." Mori Ogai said, "Dazai Osamu wants me to say this? Unfortunately, the matter has come to this point, it is better not to think about dying soon , otherwise I would be very distressed."

"Although it is easy to deal with the leader faction, at this time, it is the most difficult." The mature middle-aged man sighed, showing the expression of an incompetent leader instead of an incompetent husband or social animal , "The port Mafia has become like this. The inside is eaten by insects, and the outside is full of powerful enemies. They want to fight both internally and externally. I can't bear it, Dazai-kun."

"That's too useless, Dr. Mori." Dazai Osamu said in a light tone, "Cherry Jam still seems very excited?"

"Sorry, she hasn't seen me do it for a long time. I have tried my best not to irritate her." Mori Ogai lowered his head to coax the red-haired young girl, "How does Cherry Sauce feel? You can calm down Do you remember what I said, you must calm down and don’t be dominated by the killing heart again, you will die sooner or later.”

"No." The red-haired young/female acted like a baby.

When Mori Ogai was talking with Osamu Dazai, she remained obediently silent, but her expression was still excited, and she still stayed on Mori Ogai's knife, so her eyes became brighter.

"I want Rintaro to be happy," she said, "not with his usual smile, but really happy."

"I haven't seen Lin Taro laughing so sincerely for a long time."

Mori Ogai was stunned for a moment, then continued to pat her on the back and rub her red hair: "Of course I am happy every day with Cherry Jam by my side."

In order to coax the young/female, the end of the story even has a suspicious childish ending sound.

"No, no, it's not this kind of happiness." Sakurako Tsushima lay on Mori Ogai's shoulder with blushing cheeks, and she reached out to grab the scalpel.

Because the hands were too fast, the blood didn't have time to cover the scalpel, so the blade and the surface of the knife were still bright silver and very clean. After being held by the red-haired girl/woman forcibly, blood was slowly smeared on it.

In just two or three seconds, the blood on the blade condensed into a solid body again, turning into bright cherries, detached from the blade, and fell to the ground, making dull impact and rolling sounds.

Mori Ogai frowned slightly, and took back the knife in Sakurako Tsundou's hand: "Cherry sauce."

"Rintaro is so happy because he killed the leader of Mafia at the port, right?" Sakurako Tsushima bent her eyes and shook her white legs, "Then kill it again, if you kill it again, you will definitely be happier Bar."

……

Ok?

Some cherries rolled into the bottom of the bed along the ground, some cherries were still rolling around on the ground outside, and one cherry slowly stopped in front of Osamu Dazai, and turned into blood the moment he was picked up by the other party.

Mori Ogai paused for a few seconds before asking, "What?"

"Healing cherries, these cherries have a healing function, how long does the leader have to die, right? You can put cherries in his stomach, so that you can revive him temporarily."