long-lived centenarian leader

Although his brain, which is used to work, made clear arrangements for this netizen, Osamu Dazai finally remembered that he opened the forum for entertainment.

Perhaps manipulating the conjuration world would be good entertainment?

Full of unknowns and challenges.

Osamu Dazai thought so, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office rebelliously, and jumped down.

This time it was a year ago.

Familiar tables, familiar greeting cards.

"I'm not happy with the blessing," he said into the air.

Whether it's the blank book he encountered before, or going back to the past to start again, it may be sweet for others, but he can't get rid of the nightmare and poison.

A line of words appeared in the blank part of the greeting card - "I can't die anyway, why don't you try another way of life, many things are easy for you, aren't they?"

"But what I want always gets away from me."

For example, Odasaku, they didn't need to be in the two camps. Odasaku stayed in the port mafia and he could protect the other side very well.

But only Oda Saku in this world is still alive, because he is not Dazai Osamu's friend, nor is he the Dazai Osamu who will walk into the sunshine and go to the good side.

It's a disgusting thing called fate.

Just like this greeting card in front of you.

The last sentence on the greeting card gradually disappeared, and a line of humble words appeared again.

"Try again, it will change, I promise."

Osamu Dazai raised the gun, aimed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger with a smile.

He also has no interest in trying to change.

This time it was two years ago.

According to the trajectory of the rest of the world, this is the day when "Osamu Dazai" ends his cleansing and walks into the sun.

But in this world, he is working day and night, rapidly expanding the power under his hands.

It's a rainy day.

Because there was a special barrier ability user in the organization to be eliminated, so he went out in person.

The subordinates held umbrellas for him, while the others were fighting hard to clear the way for him to move forward.

The rain falls on every inch of the ground without prejudice, bringing together the blood of the enemy and one's own, demonstrating the indiscriminate nature of the two.

Neither the heavy coat nor the red scarf used as a decoration can slow down the coolness on Osamu Dazai.

It's actually pretty easy to die now.

he thinks.

But he didn't move, still standing in the protective circle of his subordinates, watching them keep falling.

"Die to protect the leader", this seems to be the meaning of their death.

Then the meaning of the death of the other party is "death to create the possibility of killing Osamu Dazai".

It's really simple and straightforward.

The other side fell more and faster, so it was the Port Mafia's side that was victorious.

Osamu Dazai walked over through the bloody water.

The subordinates in black suits followed him silently, always on guard against a sneak attack, and their leader who couldn't hold back went straight to the gate with the bomb.

At the moment before the fire burned his body, Osamu Dazai wondered why the other Osamu Dazai would keep committing suicide and come back to life since death is obviously an easy thing to do.

Is there something to look forward to?

Will there really be?

Even the painful perception of death has been deprived, and Dazai Osamu has no feeling at all after being reborn.

The bright left eye and the blindfolded right eye tell him that he is still a cadre under Mori Ogai at the moment.

So what to do now?

The door of the leader's room in front of him was made of alloy, painted with brand new black paint, decorated with western-style red patterns, elegant and luxurious, able to withstand the power of shells.

Inside is the current leader Mori Ogai.

A man he hadn't seen for more than four years, but he still remembers him vividly.

According to the original world line, Mori Ogai will now plan to use mimic to obtain a business license for abilities, and the chosen plan is the perfect plan that can be completed at the least cost and drive away his threat.

Ends with the death of Oda Saku.

Osamu Dazai, who has been the leader of the port mafia for many years, can actually understand Mori Ogai's approach.

After all, he was the witness of the handover of the previous leader.He was expected to die soon, but he lived for a long time, and even became one of the five important cadres in the organization.

The relationship with the boss is also not very good.

Although he was taught by Mori Ogai, the other party may often feel vigilant or even fearful because of his mind.

So that not long after he became a cadre, they started targeting him.

Perhaps at first, he wanted to cut off his only bond in this world and let him simply die.

Unexpectedly, neither he nor the other Osamu Dazai survived.

As a node of fate, there may be two directions of development to open this door and not to open it.

Lowering his eyes to suppress all emotions, Osamu Dazai opened the door and walked in.

Mori Ogai lay weakly on the bed.

But he still maintained a high degree of vigilance, and when he gently pushed the door open and closed it, he quickly looked over.

He pulled out a smile and greeted Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai."

"I'm glad you are still willing to give me a smiling face." Dazai Osamu was more calm and watertight than last time, pulled a chair, and sat beside Mori Ogai's bed.

It is a distance where the opponent's knife cannot reach him.

Mori Ogai's physical strength is not enough to support him to get off the bed, he knows so clearly, naturally because it was his hands.

He thought of something, and smiled leisurely: "This scene makes me feel that history always reincarnates."

The other party looked at him with heavy eyes, no longer smiling.

"You've grown up so much that it's a little strange to me."

When a person is weak, it is always easy to think about many things, and even the memories that are deliberately put in the corner can be remembered in detail.

Ogai Mori still remembered when he picked up Osamu Dazai, who was still a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with fatal injuries, but always smiling and elegant.

So he saved the other party without receiving a consultation fee.

Later, it was discovered that the boy's brain was more valuable than his identity, and the way he wanted to find the meaning of life was also very interesting.

He is really teaching Osamu Dazai as a disciple.

Even if it is mixed with exploitation and suspicion, even if it is cold and ruthless.

The Osamu Dazai at this moment was too unfamiliar to him, as if he made a sudden move far beyond his expectations.

Since when did his disciple suddenly become strange, and more and more strange?

"Grow up? Maybe."

Osamu Dazai was not interested in this topic.

He has been the leader for more than four years, and he doesn't like someone speaking to him from the perspective of an elder.

To a certain extent, he is now alone.

"I don't have as good medical skills as you." Osamu Dazai stated the facts coldly, "So I will kill you, and maybe I need to kill Chuya. After that, the organization may be in turmoil for a while, but the final winner will be me .”

Others may not fiercely rebel against his rule just because he killed Mori Ogai, probably only Zhongyuan Zhong will sincerely defend the previous leader and avenge him.

Mori Ogai looked at him for a moment, then closed his eyes.

"I will leave a will. As my disciple, it is justifiable for you to inherit this position, isn't it?"

His voice was thin and clear.

After all, Mori Ogai is not the lunatic leader, as he said, he is a slave of the organization, and the interests of the organization are far greater than his own interests.

Osamu Dazai was not him either, it was his personal reasons that made him willing to take over this project that was not originally planned.

So this time the story is the same as last time.

Mori Ogai, who failed in this game, withdrew from the stage of the port mafia, and Osamu Dazai, who won, became the new leader, building his own empire step by step.

Osamu Dazai made no further suicide attempts.

The greeting card made him restart his life, maybe he wanted him to change something, but he didn't change anything.

For him, this restarted life is a meaningless and boring repetition.

If anything, he couldn't bear to make the same mistake twice, so this time the progress was faster than last time.

But hundreds of millions in one minute are no different from billions or tens of billions in one minute.

The leader of the port mafia worked late into the night when he suddenly remembered something and clicked on the date and time.

Today it seems that there is an extra money with a monthly salary of 100 million that can be earned.