my brother is scumbag

No matter how nicely the mafia leader speaks, he can't hide his intention to contain my brother by using me as a hostage.

After my brother said these words, although he concealed the expression on his face, his resistance was revealed in the details, whether it was the frown that was tightened, or the hands that were clenched into fists hanging down by his side.

People will always be more convinced of the 'truth' they have judged.

And this was the case with the chief, who was successfully fooled by my brother's performance.

And this obviously made the leader more determined to keep me by his side.

Not only that, it was probably to better control my brother, and to give a candy after a stick.He offered me to join port mafia so he could improve my status and make me his bodyguard.

Obviously, as Mori Ogai's younger sister, if I become the chief's bodyguard, it will be equivalent to proclaiming his trust in my brother to the outside world.

"……I see."

After a few seconds of silence, my brother said in a serious tone, and chose to bow his head to the leader.

After saying this sentence, he looked at the leader with obvious pleading eyes, "Please also ask the leader to take care of her."

The leader laughed a few times and didn't mind agreeing.

"Don't worry, I think I, as the leader of the port mafia, will have no problem protecting a little girl."

During the whole process, the leader didn't look at me again, and his attention was all on my brother. In his mind, I was obviously just a tool man, and I didn't have much sense of existence.

Even when making a request, he only cares about my brother's reaction.

And my brother obviously gave him a satisfactory response.

I watched the play behind my brother and watched it very vigorously. In my eyes, this leader has obviously been put on the countdown to death.

Although I don't know exactly how much my brother knew about my abilities—how much he found out himself or how much Dazai revealed to him—but I can be sure that he absolutely knows that I am capable of self-defense.Otherwise, my brother wouldn't come close to me again after he has been away from me for more than eight years.

And he was obviously cheated badly by my brother.

In his eyes, I was probably really just a little girl with no power to restrain the chicken, that's why he put me by his side so reassuringly.

Looking back on my life during this time now, I probably understand how my brother staged a scene that made the leader feel that the doctor in charge of treating him had a weakness that could be exploited.

First, he borrowed ingredients, snacks, and daily necessities to take us around the supermarket, and the location of the supermarket happened to be the area of ​​influence of the port mafia, so people naturally noticed the similar faces of my brother and me.

Then there is the house that I rented specially for me.There are study materials and school options for me.

At that time, I wondered why the schools chosen were not from Yokohama.

Then there is the history of hiding my identity away from me and my parents.

These are all revealing a message to the outside world——

I care about my sister, so I use mafia's power to protect her, but I don't want her to be associated with mafia.

And these are not what my brother said?... 40;, it is a conclusion that can only be drawn if someone with a heart deliberately inquires.

Most people tend to question the authenticity of other people's words, but once they find out by themselves, they will easily believe it.

good very good.

I found myself really not surprised by this at all.

The only thing I am curious about now is whether I am an abandoned child that can be discarded after one-time use in my brother's eyes.

After walking out of the mafia building and away from the towering buildings, my brother stopped.

"Yuki-chan."

He turned around and knelt down in front of me.

This posture made him need to raise his head slightly to meet my gaze, so naturally, it seemed that he lost that sense of dominance, and instead highlighted the feeling of helplessness and apology.

"Sorry, it's my brother who implicated you."

He frowned, looking at me with worry in his eyes.

"Brother didn't do it on purpose, did he?"

I looked at him and said the words in cooperation with him.

"But it's really my problem..."

He paused, hesitated, and watched my expression carefully, "Jie Jiang, brother knows, you are special than ordinary children," he grabbed my hand and said earnestly, "But, brother hopes You try not to show that in front of the chief."

He looked like he was genuinely thinking about me, exhorting me worriedly.

"If he finds out, he will think that you are threatening him, and he will definitely attack you."

I stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled at him.

"Okay, I will listen to my brother."

I'll be watching, watching your behavior.

Then decide whether to give one beating or more beatings.

Of course, there is also the severity of the attack, which determines whether you only need to lie in bed to recover, or you need a visit to the ICU ward.

When we got home, Dazai, who had disappeared since yesterday afternoon, was huddled sleepily on the sofa, his clothes looked messy, and there were some blood-oozing wounds on his face.

Seeing him like this, my brother showed a helpless expression, found bandages and medicine from the cabinet and handed them to him.

"Dazai, since the suicide failed, you still need to take care of the wounds on your body."

"Ah, Mr. Mori is really long-winded." Dazai shook his head, although he took the things, he didn't use them properly at all, but played with the bandages.

As for Alice, she had already rushed towards me and hugged me tightly, "Yuki-chan, are you alright?" She stretched out her hand to check my health while she was talking, but I stopped her in time. "Nothing, just met the leader of mafia."

My brother briefly added what happened next.

Knowing that I will be forced to join the port mafia soon, Alice showed an angry expression, "That old man is too bad!!" She puffed up her cheeks and complained to my brother, "Rintaro is such an idiot, to let Yui-chan Join this dangerous organization!"

"It's my fault." My brother didn't make any rebuttal, his face was full of self-blame.

I glanced at Alice, then at my brother, and overturned the previous belief that Alice was my brother's daughter, otherwise the leader would not have shot Alice.But because I didn't want to poke the pain points that Alice might have, I didn't go too deep into it.

"Anyway...it doesn't matter."

Dazai's voice came from the sofa, with an indifferent attitude and a bored tone.

"That old man... is almost far away from death anyway."

"It is good that he will soon be able to leave this rusty world."

I listened to his voice and realized that something was wrong.So he walked over, bypassed the back of the sofa, reached the front of the sofa, and finally saw his appearance.

The moment I saw it clearly, I fell silent.

"...Are you winding yourself into a cocoon?"

The sofa was almost covered with bandages, and a few strands even fell to the ground, but Dazai, his whole body was completely wrapped in bandages.

His iris eyes, peeking through the gaps in the bandages, looked at me innocently.

"Ah, I just want to see how long this roll of bandage is, it seems to be entangled and unable to move without knowing it, hahaha."

This guy……

The corner of my mouth twitched.

Did he think he was the kind of cute little cat who tangles himself into a ball because he likes to play with long strips? !

Before it was night, my brother went out again because of the phone call from the leader, and called us shortly afterwards to tell us that he would not be able to come back at night.

So there were only me, Osamu Dazai and Alice left in the whole house.In this case, Alice will be much quieter, staying in her room more often than clinging to me.

When confronting Dazai alone, she always appears to be much weaker, and is often on the side that actively avoids.

In the middle of the night, I felt a little thirsty, got up and left the bedroom, intending to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

As a result, after opening the door and taking a few steps, I realized something was wrong. When I lowered my head, I saw the slowly flowing water on the floor.

I:"……"

Ahhh, this kind of situation will happen, I don't think I need to think about it anymore.

Walking a few steps to the door of Dazai's room, I saw water flowing out from the crack of his door as expected.

He raised his hand and twisted the doorknob, but he couldn't twist it, and it was locked from the inside.

Considering that breaking the door might wake up Alice, I chose to go through the balcony.

Swah——

I opened the window and jumped into Dazai's room.

Compared with the living room, the flooding here is more obvious. Although I lighten my strength, when I step on the floor, there is still a splash of water.

The water was coming from the bathroom. I went to the bathroom door and twisted the handle.

Can twist.

So I pushed open the bathroom door and stepped in.

There was only the sound of running water in this not-so-large space. I walked to the bathtub, bent down and tightened the shower head that was dripping, and saw the person lying in the bathtub.

The bathtub was full of clear water, and Dazai was quietly closing his eyes, with one hand resting on the edge of the bathtub, his head lying on his arm.

His hair lost its volume due to being wet with water, and it stuck tightly to his cheek.

The other hand was hanging down in the bathtub, because there was no fresh water to replenish, blood seeped from the wound, gradually staining the surrounding water red.

I reached out and poked his face calmly.

"Are you still alive?"

"Well……"

He slowly opened his eyes and sighed, "Alive."

So I stretched out my other hand, put it on his...face, pinched it, and pulled it to the sides.

"Do you know how many chores you've created again, bastard mackerel!!"

"Pain Pain—"

The guy whose face had been pulled out of shape let out a cry of pain and looked at me with tears in his eyes.

Afterwards, this guy was supervised by me and dragged the ground with his uninjured hand. Unable to be lazy, he puffed his cheeks behind me and pretended to be the ghost behind me for a long time.

At this time, I opened his locked door, took out bandages and medicine from the family medicine box in the living room and threw them to him.

"Could you do it differently next time?"

I pointed to the water on the ground, "At least I don't want to wake up one day to find that the house is completely flooded."

Dazai lowered his head and fiddled with the medicine and bandages in his hand, but didn't use them, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Dazai?"

"Well."

He snorted softly, and finally raised his head to look at me, "Yuki-chan, Mr. Mori should have told you not to show your ability in front of that old man."

This is not something that cannot be said, so I simply nodded.

"Ah, if that's the case—"

Dazai tilted his head, showing a faint smile.

"Anyway, I want to pretend to be weak, so it's better to be more thorough."

I raised my eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Dazai stood up, probably due to excessive blood loss, his body shook when he got up, and then walked towards me.

Originally, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, while I was leaning against the edge of the desk.

Dazai stretched out his uninjured hand, wiped my body and supported it on the edge of the table, and gently brushed away the bang of my right eye with the other hand, exposing my unfocused eye underneath.

I smell the blood coming from his wound.

"I mean……"

Dazai looked down at me, his bloodless lips slightly curled up, and he gave a low laugh.

"Cover it with a bandage."