Yokohama Script Team

Before dawn, a small-scale battle ended at the port. There was no suspense in winning this battle with more victories than few. In fact, if it was not necessary for someone to clean up the battle situation, there was no need to bring his subordinates, only Osamu Dazai and Nakahara The two of them can complete the task of chasing and killing GSS.

Witnessing the conflict between the port mafia and the GSS, those who were cleared out of the port avoided the war zone far away, watched the black suits go away, and saw the blood on the ground that had not been washed away when they returned to the port.

The mopping up actions of these black organizations are as fast as ever.

This kind of life has lasted for half a month in Yokohama. In the past, it is not the first time that similar scenes have appeared in front of the citizens of Yokohama. Yokohama is a city full of disasters. This is a consensus. It is collectively known as Tokyo, the national capital "Two uninhabitable cities" have been crushing Tokyo in recent months to become the "least livable city in China". Yokohama, which has many black organizations, has a higher casualty rate than Tokyo, which has a high crime rate.

Of course, most of these casualties were the damage caused by the fighting between black organizations. Ordinary citizens should manage themselves well during this period, and it is not easy to be involved if they don’t go out less.

Even if they are accidentally affected by the crossfire circle, as long as they cooperate with them to clear the field like today, these organizations in Yokohama City will not embarrass them too much. Over the years, they have a tacit understanding with the local organizations...

——You don't interfere with me, and I don't implicate you either.

Now is not the time when the former leader of the port mafia was alive. The current leader of the port mafia is not bloodthirsty, unlike the previous generation who were so crazy that the other two organizations did not dare to touch his bad luck, implicating a large number of innocent citizens at every turn.

The three leading organizations in Yokohama—"Port Mafia", "Takase Club" and "GSS"—command almost most of the organizations in Yokohama City. Basically, the movements of the three major organizations vaguely affect the lives of citizens. In life, they are used to the three big mountains above their heads in the dark. With these three big mountains, no matter how chaotic the organization underneath, they will not be too out of line—oh, here we still have to exclude the crazy period of a certain ancestor.

Therefore, when the port mafia and the GSS fought more and more fiercely, the citizens of Yokohama were surprised. They were surprised.

Well, what do you say?

They didn't expect that GSS failed to win over the "sheep", and offended the "King of Sheep" gravity user, and was single-handedly overthrown by a 15-year-old superhuman. Being cannon fodder on the front line, angered the Gravity Envoy who parted ways with the "sheep"?

It doesn't count if the headquarters of the GSS was overthrown, and the support of its leader was also obtained to completely destroy the GSS.

But behind this, there seems to be the shadow of the leader - of course, this is speculation, no one has the courage to ask the port mafia for confirmation, so this secret has become their private and semi-public secret.

As a low-level member of the port mafia involved in the siege, the former killer Oda Sakunosuke lifted the half-dead people in his hands, and calmly mentioned a seaside, ready to sink these "corpses" into the sea with his colleagues.

"Oda, what are you looking at!"

Colleagues called him familiarly. When Oda Sakunosuke was working in the port mafia, he was silent and dull, and he had a vague relationship with his colleagues. He rarely knew people, let alone friends-this was what he thought.

If Dazai were to say it, Dazai would say "Odasaku just doesn't know himself—that's a good thing! It's not a matter of course for Odasaku to have friends!" Such speeches...

Oda Sakunosuke felt seriously: Dazai should also have some friends.

He calmly looked at the "corpse" that sank into the sea.

A certain gunshot wound on the "corpse" is recovering at an extremely fast speed, and other wounds on the body are also recovering rapidly. Several "corpses" resumed breathing right under the eyes of him and his colleagues. Covering, only the former gold medal killer Oda Sakunosuke noticed.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't answer what he was looking at, turned around and said, "I'm leaving get off work early."

Colleague suddenly: "Oh, is it the birthday celebration of the family child you mentioned?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded.

The colleague patted him on the shoulder vigorously, Oda Sakunosuke didn't dodge, and he heard the colleague's carefree voice, "It's such an important matter, you hurry back, our team has been busy all night, and there is enough time during the day."

The colleague gave a thumbs up, "Oda, happy birthday to your child!"

"Thank you."

Oda Sakunosuke thanked him earnestly. He didn't say that Dazai was not his child, but just solemnly thanked his colleagues for their blessings. He also felt ordinary and pure happiness in the mafia. He really didn't make a wrong choice.

【That gentleman didn't lie to me, a novel is a person's life, and my choice is not wrong. 】

【It's just... Dazai seems to have a heart for my actions? 】

The 20-year-old red-haired young man was puzzled for a moment, showing a bit of deep thought, but his thinking was fruitless, he turned around and said goodbye to his colleagues, and was going to buy gifts before going to Lupin's bar. Today, celebrating Dazai's birthday with him is the most important thing.

After all, he is still a child.Oda Sakunosuke thought, children who don't receive gifts will make trouble.

Half an hour after the mop-up team left.

A hand stretched out from this uninhabited sea, grabbed the reef on the shore and climbed out of the water. The man was wearing torn clothes. He had experienced a scuffle and soaked in the sea for another half an hour. He could no longer wear it. But he turned a blind eye to the clothes, lying on the reef and gasping for breath.

After a long time, the man wiped his face, saw his wrinkled fingers clearly, and smiled wryly.

This person is none other than Kenshi Anzai, the leader of the GSS who was "killed" half an hour ago.

He lay weakly on the reef, his stomach hurt like a fire, and he was able to cover his stomach without shame because of his willpower. It was the first time in his life that he was dominated by hunger, and his eyes were black with hunger. Compared with this kind of torture—— —He would rather be blinded by excessive bleeding.

At least not ashamed! !

Anxi Jianzhi lowered his head with difficulty, the "gurgling" sound in his stomach did not give him face as the master, the extra "common sense" out of thin air from his mind was to heal the energy normally consumed by the body, just eat afterward.

The issue is--

He, the leader of a bankrupt organization, is still "dead".

How can I safely eat a meal? ?

The middle-aged man Anxi Jianzhi's eyes were blank, and he couldn't stop saying something that was not in his head: "...I suspect that this is the confidence that that brat asked me to 'surrender'."

Except for the kid who was "recruiting" the enemy openly under the cover of the port mafia members, he couldn't think of anyone who could bypass the port mafia and save their lives—yes, they—Anzai Jianzhi speculated that his The confidant is still alive, this is all the handwriting of that brat.

So, here comes the problem——

What are you drawing?Do you really want to defect from your old club and start anew? ?

"Dazai-kun, what are you doing?"

At the same time, the Port Mafia, which has just won a big victory in the battle with the GSS, and the top leader's office, single-handedly decided the collapse of the GSS, which indirectly led to the embarrassment of its leader Anzai Kenshi. The current leader of the Port Mafia, Mori Ogai Tilting his head in doubt, he asked kindly with a confused expression.

In the chief's room, there were only Ogai Mori, Chuya Nakahara, and Osamu Dazai, and Alice ran out while avoiding Dazai.

The eyes of the two people in the office turned to the remaining person. Ogai Mori and Nakahara Nakahara also looked at Osamu Dazai. The black coat that had been soaked in the rain was still draped on Osamu Dazai. The hair is slightly fluffy, and the bandages are tied on the skin obediently. Just looking at the image of Osamu Dazai, who can tell that he just returned from work?

In the Central Plains, it is also because of the gravity that isolates the rain, that it is prevented from becoming a drowned chicken.

What about Osamu Dazai?

The orange-haired boy with his arms in his arms stared at his partner who was holding a cat in the chief's room.

He didn't open his mouth to condemn, Mori Ogai spoke instead of him, and at the same time expressed his own doubts, looking at Osamu Dazai who was rarely at peace with some surprise in his heart.

Although Dazai-kun showed a ignorant attitude when he came, the first sentence he said when he came in was "there is a report and I found it", and then he pulled a chair and ran to the corner to indulge in patting the cat.

But Mori Ogai dared to swear by the hairline.

This is the best time for Dazai-kun!none of them!

Osamu Dazai raised his head lazily. The light in the chief's room was already dim, and the corners where the lights couldn't reach were even darker. Osamu Dazai stayed in the darkness calmly. The white bandages seemed to be gray, the only bright color. It was the white kitten in his arms, which at first glance was incompatible with Osamu Dazai, yet subtly harmonious.

Mori Ogai heard the boy say happily: "Huh? Mr. Mori is all right? Then shall I go?"

Mori Ogai choked.

It’s okay to be okay, but you really came here just to make soy sauce?

In fact, Osamu Dazai patted his clothes and stood up, stared at Nakahara Nakaya with distaste, and snorted: "It was originally this little man who forcibly pulled me here, so obviously Nakahara can report by himself!"

"Since Mr. Mori knows everything he wants to know, I won't bother you."

Speaking perfunctorily, Osamu Dazai passed by Nakahara Nakaya and tightened his grip on the white cat in his arms. He received a soft "meow" from the white cat. He lowered his head, his eyes were bright, and the kitten looked at me .

"Hey, Makino-chan also thinks it's too much..."

"Meow~!" Zhong Ye was the younger brother.

"Mr. Mori and Nakaya don't look at each other like this. It's the fault of bad adults and short slugs to make a 15-year-old boy work overtime~!"

"Meow~!" Mr. Mori snorted.

The bad adult Mori Ogai said heartily: I am your leader, Dazai-kun?Why do I have to look at your eyes... Don't think that I don't know that you are fishing when you are working, and you are always bullying Chuya-kun.

Chuya Nakahara, who was read as a slug again, glared at Osamu Dazai angrily.

Mori Ogai propped his chin with his hands, and looked at his diamond with an inscrutable smile, "Our port mafia has gained a lot from the elimination of GSS this time, Dazai-kun, you have made great contributions to this operation."

Osamu Dazai glanced at him: "Don't talk about that, Mr. Mori, where is my birthday present?"

Mori Ogai: "...Huh?"

Slowly put out a question mark.

Who said - never celebrate the boring holiday of birthday?isn't it you?Dazai-kun? ?