Port Mafia executives have something to say

The leader Dazai told me that it would take about a week from Yokohama to the trench near the Mariana Islands at our current speed.

So this week, I have been guarding against him making a surprise attack on the way.

But it’s like denying my guess. The drinking water is safe and non-toxic, and there are no assassins at night. Even after I helped share part of the work, he still found time to play with me on the cruise ship in a circle.

"A cadre of the port mafia, you know that?"

Cardboard playing cards danced in various patterns at his nimble fingertips. 【Osamu Dazai】has always been very dexterous in his hands. I have never seen a lock that can be easily opened without his two strokes.It's just that I didn't expect him to play poker so well.

"He is a high-roller who came from a casino. He is very sensitive to numbers and calculations. He is a talent that is scarce in the Mafia. Otherwise, he would not be among the top five cadres."

"..."

I have no impression of this person at all, but this does not prevent me from watching Dazai play cards and then wandering in a dream.

His eyelashes were drooping, and his expression was careless and casual. When he shuffled the cards, the movement of the cards flying like scattered flowers was really as smooth as clouds and flowing water.

To be honest, I think Dazai looks better when he grows up than when he was a child. I really want to pick up my mobile phone and record a picture live.

"...So, when managing an organization, you can't just look at force, the economy also—"

He raised his head and glanced at me in the gap, and sighed, "Jing Jun, are you really listening to me?"

"What are you talking about?"

As a face control person, I think I can be tolerant towards good-looking people, and resentfully withdrew my hand that tried to steal his mobile phone and started taking pictures, "But it's useless for you to tell me these things, this is you who are the leaders Something to worry about?"

"Who knows, it's never a bad thing to learn a little more."

Dazai said in a loose tone, and then picked up the pointer(?) that was placed next to the gaming table at some time, and before I could react, he slapped my hand hard—fuck ! !

The whip immediately left a thin red mark on the back of my hand. The burning pain made me gasp,

"Hiss... Osamu Dazai!"

"If you know it hurts, just listen to me carefully."

Before he finished speaking, he whipped again, and I quickly raised the little rabbit to block it, who knew that this cunning man changed his way temporarily, bent his finger and flicked it heavily on my forehead, "Be good!" ,tonight--"

"—Let the chef prepare mango millefeuille for you tonight."

I covered my injured forehead and finished reading along with the leader Dazai expressionlessly, then grabbed a plate of chips beside the table and threw them all over angrily, "Mango Mango, you know mango all day long! What are you guys doing? How old am I being coaxed?!"

He didn't say anything with the plastic chips I threw all over him. He lowered his head for a while before whispering: "Don't you like this? 'Before', as long as you saw the mango cake, you would be happy."

"certainly not!"

I looked down at the back of my hand that had started to swell, and I was so angry that I wanted to just walk away.But seeing the leader Dazai on the opposite side silent and a little pitiful, I felt a little bit unbearable,

"I like to eat mango cake very much, but I will not forgive people who offend my dignity just because of a little food."

"If I am willing to forgive you because of the cake, it is only because I want to forgive you, and it has nothing to do with the cake."

"........."

After I finished speaking, the leader Dazai was silent for a long time, so long that I almost thought that he just stood there and fell asleep.

"Dazai?" I called him softly.

"...!"

He suddenly seemed to be awakened from a dream, with some confusion on his face that could not distinguish between reality and dream, "Then, what if I... or other people from the port mafia, to Jing Jun You did something very, very egregious."

"Will you still forgive us?"

Although that iris-colored eye is not looking at me now, but staring blankly at the space in front of him that no one else can see.But I can feel that [Osamu Dazai] is praying to me, no.

The word "pray" is a word that people use when they are in trouble and still have a glimmer of hope for the future.

And if it is the Dazai in front of me, it is not so much that he is praying to me, it is better to say that he is confessing to me... just like all Catholics do, before dying, confessing to the priest what they have done sin, and pray for God's forgiveness.

"A very excessive thing?"

I retrieved the memories that had surfaced in my mind, after all, the excessive things Dazai had done are really countless.

But he is my important friend after all, and seeing such an expression on this face, I will also feel very sad in my heart.

"T-Dazai... If it's just a 'spray cake' or something, I can forgive you right now."

"……puff."

"..."

Xiao Mao, deceiving the gods is already a very serious crime!

I took a look at the leader Dazai, jumped off the high stool and turned around to leave, but was stopped by him with that pointer.

"No, no, don't take this opportunity to escape."

He stood behind the gaming table, hooked my neck with a pointer and dragged me back abruptly, "Come back and continue studying. Really, you are too capricious, Mr. Jing."

"..."

"Don't pout your lips and look unhappy, even if you stare at me like this, I won't let you go-at least finish today's homework first."

The adult man sighed helplessly, "Even though I didn't use any strength when I hit him, I still sneaked away with my anger, you kid."

"..."

No effort, my hands are swollen.

"Ah, you actually look at me with such provocative eyes, do you want to continue to be punished?"

His eyes were dark, and he held the pointer in his hand. The end of the black hard plastic texture patted my face twice - of course it didn't hurt, but it made me feel a little itchy.

"If Jingjun is now a subordinate under my teaching, I would have dragged him out with this attitude and thrown him into the sea to feed the fish."

"...I'm not your subordinate, who would be as unlucky as Akutagawa."

I whispered, dodged the pointer, returned to the high stool and sat down, and put the little rabbit on the table to lie down, "Just now I was talking about the A cadre who controlled more than 60.00% of the income source of the port mafia. Was it a rebellion when he took over the position of the previous leader?"

"That's right, I want to hear Jingjun's solution."

"Without cadre A, there will be cadre B and cadre C... If you want me to say, it's enough for such people to kill one when they see them. The survival instinct of human beings will directly change their behavior."

The leader Dazai looked at me thoughtfully, "I personally like this proposal, but is it okay for Jing-kun?"

"what?"

"Even if they are traitors, at any rate they were once members of the port mafia, won't Mr. Jing feel distressed?"

"Of course not,"

I looked at him strangely, "Why do you say that? They are just members of the organization, right? Neither Mr. Nakaya, nor Dazai you, or...well, who is it...so close to me."

"There are even some people whose names I don't even know, so why should I favor them?"

"Because Jingjun was not like this before. He only knew how to obey and protect everyone blindly, but instead he always let himself get hurt."

The leader, Dazai, fell into memory again, showing a somewhat hollow expression, "That kind of Jingjun is like a glass doll walking on a balancing thread, and will always fall due to missteps or even a gust of wind blowing the thread. The ground looks like it's in pieces—"

His eyes suddenly softened when he looked at me, "Even 'I' feel that Jingjun like that is very pitiful. Needless to say, Big Sister and Zhongya who are more soft-hearted."

"That's why everyone dotes on Jing Jun and wants to make your life easier."

"If they see Jingjun who has become selfish now, they will be happy too."

"...Wait, are you really praising me?" To say that people are selfish... It doesn't sound like a compliment, "Who is the eldest sister you are talking about?"

"It was one of the previous five cadres, who was responsible for teaching you and Zhongye."

What, is someone so important to me?Why do I have no impression at all,

"That--"

Dazai (who used the ability to read minds) shook his head directly, and cut off my question, "She doesn't like the violent and terrifying port mafia, she has already left the organization on her own initiative, and I can't find her."

I subconsciously hugged the little rabbit in my arms.

Among my petites, there is indeed a figure in a dress with long hair who always sits quietly drinking tea—could that be the "big sister" that Dazai called?

Then, I found the leader, Dazai, and turned his gaze to me, the pink fluffy bunny sauce, "I've always wanted to ask this, Jing-kun."

"When did you start liking this type of doll? Is it important to see you holding it in your hand every day?"

"..."

On the opposite side was Dazai, who had vaguely made me aware of the murderous, ambiguous, and scheming leader. I subconsciously hid the little rabbit behind me, and whispered guiltily, "Yeah, it's not very important, just I've gotten used to holding it for a while."

"I really can't lie, Jingjun." He narrowed his eyes and stared at me meaningfully, "Forget it, let's continue with the class."

"Didn't you come to play with me? Apart from approving documents and attending classes all day long... I want to play on the slide."

I scratched my itchy cheek with my index finger, complained in a low voice, and suddenly saw the expression of the leader Dazai looking at me, and suddenly became a little weird.

The author has something to say:

Look, isn't this something you can see when you wake up?

Although I was two hours late, but rounding it up, it means that Tian Tianxing was [-] days ago [not]

(Original World Line) Akutagawa clicked after reading this chapter.

Recall Hei Shizai's Spartan education of beating and scolding Akutagawa all day long, and then look at the leader Zai who hit his hand with a small leather whip (?) (Leader Zai: I really don't work hard. In the end, Jing Jiang loses his temper and throws away all his chips, and he also dislikes him all day long knowing that sending cakes is too perfunctory...

Cough, in short, who is not a fan of Jingjiang's mother.

感谢在2020-06-2620:20:05~2020-06-2707:56:43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 who threw the mine: 1 fruit;

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