what does the leader taste like today

Verlaine is just a handsome otaku guy who likes to squat in the basement to get moldy.

During the time he joined the port of Mafia, he has been living in the basement, like a squirrel in the winter, eating, sleeping and fishing in the basement in a daze.Kong has the title of one of the five major cadres, and only occasionally helps train killers when he is bored. He is actually a neet squatting at home.

Now, this handsome man who looks like a fugitive sculpture in the Louvre has finally stepped out of his comfort zone and stopped rotting slowly in the basement.

There was no way to do this, Verlaine glanced at his nominal brother with empty pupils, waiting for the other party's explanation.

He didn't want to come out either, but his home was bombed!Who is so wicked to play with bombs in the basement of the port Mafia and use special abilities to strengthen the bombs!Anyone who sees a big hole in their house will want to come out and see what's going on.

The hat was wrinkled in his hands, and Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed, smoothed out the wrinkles and raised his head to meet Verlaine's eyes.Verlaine's eyes were naturally pale gold, and he was looking at him quietly at the moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated and couldn't speak: "Ahem, that, Verlaine...how did you come out?"

The worst thing is to have nothing to say.

Although Zhongyuan Zhongya calls him his elder brother, the two are actually not related by blood, just because Zhongya Zhongya and Verlaine have the same supernatural ability, and they are artificial supernatural bodies produced by the same series of experiments.

"Come out to see if there is an enemy invasion, and blow up the isolation room in the port Mafia."

"No, it's all a misunderstanding."

Verlaine said indifferently, he took a fancy to it and said it for a long time before he could hold back an answer of "no". He felt that his younger brother probably had a brain problem, and his twitchy behavior was either making excuses or covering up someone, or someone in the middle of it. I don't even know what's going on.

Chuuya is really a person who can't lie at all.Verlaine knew most of the important people in Port Mafia, including Kejiro Kajii. This next-door neighbor was loyal to Port Mafia. Although he liked explosions, nothing happened in the past few years.So Verlaine naturally ignored him and turned his attention to the only person present that he didn't know.

Di Lu was also looking at him.

A tall pale-blond young man and a silver-white-haired young man, both of them looked calm and expressionless, with exquisitely carved facial features shining brightly, and they looked at each other under the flickering fluorescent lamp.

The aftermath of the explosion was still reverberating in the space, holes were blown out in the walls and floor, the lighting on the ceiling was gradually losing its function, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the mist greatly affected the sight.

But this didn't affect Verlaine, he watched Di Lu point a finger, and the dust on his body fell to the ground, and it floated in the air, looking at him curiously.

Uncontrollable dust, floating body, how can this supernatural manifestation be so similar to gravity?Verlaine was thoughtful, and coupled with the activation of the "non-human detection radar", he instantly confirmed Dilu's non-human identity.

Coincidence?

After a while, Verlaine opened his mouth with a puzzled tone: "Zhongye, is this our common brother?" Is this young man also an experimental subject of gravity?

"Tsk, no!"

"You and Zhong Ye don't look like brothers at all."

Zhongyuan Zhongya and Dilu spoke at the same time.

Di Lu circled around him, looked up at the 1.9-meter-tall Verlaine, who slowly flew up to the same height as him, and tilted his head: "You and I look more like brothers. "

The sudden and dry sentence made Verlaine focus on Dilu.

They are really similar, white and platinum blonde hair colors are very light, and their facial features are somewhat similar, and they don't have any expressions.Compared with Dilu and Verlaine, Zhongyuan Zhongye's flamboyant aura and hair color are like an oversaturated oil painting that doesn't fit in a pile of sketches.

In the world that belongs exclusively to humans, there are really few non-human beings, and it is inevitable that there will be feelings of sympathy mixed in.Even so, Di Lu was a little cautious.Same as when he first met Chuya, he had to confirm Verlaine's recipe first.As long as they don't collide with their own, they can still be friends hand in hand.

"What's your recipe?"

Verlaine was a little dazed, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him who was suspected of being an experimental subject would suddenly ask him such an irrelevant question, and thought he was asking him about his dietary preferences.Seeing that he was also an artificially created superhuman, Verlaine came back to his senses, and replied with a rare good temper and reserved: "I prefer French cuisine."

"Oh." Di Lu nodded, as long as he doesn't compete with Mr. Dazai, Verlaine can do whatever he wants.Di Lu thought that Verlaine wanted another younger brother, so he leaned forward again, "Then we can be brothers—"

"Lord Zhongyuan, Lord Verlaine."

Di Lu was still talking to Verlaine about a topic that didn't match his brain circuits. A subordinate wearing a standard black suit and black sunglasses trotted over and dryly called the names of the two superiors who were at the center of the explosion.

The movement caused by the explosion just now was too loud. I thought the weapon research and development department was attacked by hostile forces.The entire port of Mafia was in chaos, the action force was assembled urgently, the logistics department and the medical department also sent people to support, even Osamu Dazai, who was fishing in the chief's office without air conditioning, was alarmed.

And Di Lu, who created the source of the confusion, watched his subordinates running over with a blank face, and swallowed nervously under the watchful eyes of the two cadres: "My lord, please go upstairs and explain the current situation clearly."

He always felt that he had forgotten something, and Dilu didn't remember it until his subordinate mentioned Osamu Dazai's name.

Ah, Mr. Dazai didn't bring the iced cola up, so Mr. Dazai wouldn't die from the heat.

"So, Di Lu, you just went downstairs to help me get a can of Coke, and you almost demolished the building."

The leader's office without air conditioning was still very hot, and Osamu Dazai lay on the table like a dead fish.The coat and the red scarf were taken off and hung on the side. He was now only wearing a shirt and a small vest on his upper body. Bandages extended from the inside of the shirt, slightly protruding from the wrists and neck.

Even in this heat, Osamu Dazai refused to give up his bandages.He barely propped up his body and stuck out his tongue: "Have you lost my Coke yet?"

"Brought new ones, just no lemons."

Realizing that she seems to be in trouble, Di Lu is determined to do things in a low-key manner, be a monster honestly, stop using her mind power, and walk on two legs honestly.He walked over to Dazai Osamu's table, put the newly taken Coke from the back kitchen on the table, and looked at Dazai Osamu eagerly.

The crystal-like eyes tried to put on a flattering expression of "I know I was wrong", but due to lack of practice, they looked no different from ordinary dull eyes.Osamu Dazai didn't agree with him, he sneered, put his right middle finger and thumb together, and flicked his head on his forehead.

hurts a little.

Di Lu clutched her head and walked back expressionlessly.

The four people at the center of the explosion were all called to the top floor by Osamu Dazai, and they stood in a row in front of him, even Verlaine, who had always been rooted in the basement and never moved his nest, was no exception.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put on the hat on his head, and the black top hat that he never left was back on his head before he entered the room.Half impatient and half annoyed, he said, "Anyway, that's the way it is, what do you want to do?"

"Salary deductions—absolutely deduct wages!"

When the tab of the can was punched, it made a "pop" sound, and the wonderful coldness of the cold brown sparkling drink flowing into the throat finally brought Osamu Dazai back to life.He looked at Nakahara Chuya and waved his hand vigorously: "The little dwarf Zhongye will be punished for failing to stop Dilu. He still has the same attitude towards the leader. The punishment will be doubled! Doubled!"

"Deduct your salary for three months."

"What, you bastard! You should return my salary card to me first!" Nakahara Chuya angrily rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward.

Seeing that an indescribable bloody event was about to happen in the chief's office, Dilu and Verlaine held Nakahara Chuya on the left and the right in a tacit understanding, holding him tightly so that he would not let him beat up Osamu Dazai.

Glancing at the crowd, Dazai Osamu announced the punishment to everyone slowly: "Kajii Keijiro, the weapons are not strictly guarded, there is a serious error in the handover process, three months' wages will be deducted, and one month's experimental material support will be banned. Other punishments are your own. Go find Sister Hongye to get it."

He looked at Verlaine again: "Verlaine, you are also responsible for doing this kind of thing on your own territory." After a pause, Osamu Dazai seemed to be thinking, "Aren't you in charge of teaching the students? You, let him grow up as soon as possible."

Finally, Dilu.

He stared straight at Osamu Dazai, his clear pupils reflected Osamu Dazai's face, and only Osamu Dazai's face.The flickering anticipation in his eyes made him think of a pure white Samoyed running towards him and trying to pounce on him for no reason.

The mood got worse, Osamu Dazai smiled viciously: "What do you look at, Dilu's mistake is the most serious!"

"Go and fix the basement yourself. Others are only responsible for providing materials. You have to restore the R&D department and the basement to their original state."

"During this period," Dazai Osamu said word by word, "No! Sure! Eat! Meal!"

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The author has something to say:

Verlaine, who continues to irresponsibly popularize the original 16-year-old novel——

Verlaine is an artificial supernatural body made in France. The difference from Zhongye is that Zhong also conducted experiments on human children, while Verlaine has been an artificial human from the beginning, and he is 100% non-human.

[As a digression, at the age of 15, Rimbaud said that the consciousness of Huangbatu was born in Zhongye, which means that at the age of 15, Rimbaud believed that the consciousness of Zhongye was Huangbatu.But at the age of 16, Chuya is human from body to heart, but his supernatural powers are artificially implanted.I feel like there is a bug here, and I don’t know how Asagiri plans to get it back]

Verlaine has been looking for the meaning of his own existence, and because of this, he had a conflict with Rimbaud. As a result, Verlaine betrayed Rimbaud in the Huangbatu incident, and Rimbaud became Lantang.

He has been Rimbaud's partner since he was conscious. It can be said that Rimbaud liberated Verlaine from the laboratory.After Rimbaud's death, Verlaine believed that his own existence was meaningless, so he wanted to make human beings meaningless, so he began to hunt and kill human beings. It was at this time that the title of King of Assassination came out.

Verlaine believed that Zhongye should be of the same kind as himself, a brother, standing on the opposite side of humans, so he began to assassinate people close to Zhongye to push him to the side of non-humans.After the failure, Verlaine found the meaning of his life, which was Rimbaud, but Rimbaud was dead.So Verlaine, half forced and half voluntary, was imprisoned in the basement of the port Mafia, where he read, dazed, and wrote poems, all doing things that Rimbaud liked.

When he was bored, Verlaine would help the port Mafia train killers, and Yin and Jinghua were his students.

Attached is a piece of original content:

Verlaine did not die, but got life from Rimbaud, and imprisoned him permanently in the underground isolation room of the port Mafia, which is what he hoped.

Verlaine was not interested in the outside world either, he had no one he wanted to kill or meet.Except Rimbaud.

Rimbaud, however, was no longer there.

At first, he stayed underground, reading and writing poems to pass the time, until he got tired of it, he started to do the same thing as Rimbaud - to train younger generations.

……

Today, six years later, Verlaine has been promoted to an indispensable core figure in Maifa, one of the five major cadres.

He still sits quietly on the rattan chair in the ground, waiting motionless until the day when the storm comes.

I cried so loudly! !