what does the leader taste like today

You have to recognize that situations are stronger than people.

Di Lu thought so.

Now is not the time for picky eaters, some are good to eat, compressed biscuits soaked in white water are better than rice cereal that has been rotten for several days.

Dilu told herself to be strong.

Opening a pair of lifeless eyes like dead fish, Dilu chewed and chewed to shatter Nakahara Chuya's feelings, thinking in his heart that the taste of compressed biscuits is actually a variety of desserts as it smells, and then he took a bite swallowed.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback by the inorganic and subtle and downcast expression.

Although it is not so delicious, it is no problem to fill up the stomach anyway.Di Lu felt that he had eaten enough, so he took a step back silently, stretched out his hand, and lifted it up slightly.

He didn't forget that this was some kind of test Mr. Dazai asked him to take.

The purpose of the test is not important, in short, let him use his ability.

As soon as he raised his hand, the surrounding coldness floated into the air with his fingers.Dilu recognized and looked at these weapons, which were mostly made of metal, and vaguely labeled them "long sword", "dagger", "RPG" and so on.

But it's just a label, and the specific use method needs to be explained by instructions and instructors.At this moment, regardless of the style and function, they are all regarded as pouring bullets by Dilu. During the ups and downs of gestures, they hit the distant target instantly and precisely, making a "da da da da" sound.

The bull's-eye was shot to pieces, that's how powerful Di Lu is when she's full.

Turning his body, he straightened his chest, and looked up at Koye Ozaki who was still drinking tea on the high platform.

Accepting Dilu's gaze, the big sister in a colorful kimono put down her cup and smiled with satisfaction.

Dilu realized later that she obviously wanted to hug Dazai Osamu's thigh tightly, but he seemed to be regarded as a work tool by the other party.

Dazai Osamu has not been seen since entering the gate of Mafia port, and even Nakahara returned to the dormitory with him in a daze after the test yesterday.Zhongyuan Zhong also walked in front, with the bags in his hand containing the uniforms and bedding brought back from the logistics department, and he had to look back from time to time to see if the little follower behind him was lost.

When it came, Zhongyuan Zhongye gave him Dilu and first-hand daily necessities, pushed him into the dormitory, and did not forget to tell him before leaving.

"After passing the test, you will officially join Port Mafia, newcomer, tomorrow is your first mission, remember to get up early."

Task?what task?

Dilu didn't understand.

Didn't he come to hug his thigh and wait for feeding? Why do he still have to do the task?I can't understand it at all.

But even if Di Lu couldn't understand, it didn't affect Zhong Yuanzhong to dig him out of the bed the next morning.

The sky was dimly lit, and the fog was still rising above Yokohama.There was no sun today, and the sky was covered by thick clouds. Under such circumstances, it should have been a good time for drowsiness, but Di Lu was pulled up to go out.

He rubbed his eyes, and slowly changed into the uniform he received yesterday.

The uniform didn't fit well, and the oversized white shirt enveloped his whole body in it.He rubbed his eyes and tucked the corners of his white shirt into his black overalls.The lack of sleep made it impossible to open the eyes, and the movements seemed to slow down twice.

So sleepy, I really want to sleep.

Seeing that Zhongyuanzhong is also very anxious.

Zhong also knocked on the door and didn't open it for a long time before he took the key and came in. He looked at Di Lu speechlessly: "Didn't I remind you to get up early to do tasks today?"

Sniffing with the tip of his nose, he smelled the delicious aroma of food, which made Dilu, whose mind was full of paste, sober up.

He squinted his eyes to find the direction of Chuya Nakahara, and made a single sound: "Ah?"

After a while, I remembered what was going on, so I added: "I don't want to do the task, I don't want to do it."

"If you want to stay with Mr. Dazai, he should take me to have breakfast." Dilu felt wronged, "How about taking care of me? I want to eat Chinese food, not compressed biscuits and broken rice cereal."

If Nakahara Chuya and Ozaki Koyo are not the only exceptions, what happened yesterday has proved that everyone's feelings have turned into all kinds of unpalatable food.The only exception is Osamu Dazai.

Although Ogiro couldn't figure out why this happened, and didn't see Osamu Dazai after entering the port Mafia, he pinned all his hopes on Osamu Dazai.

After all, the lollipops in the basement are really sweet, Dilu is hopeful, please, Mr. Dazai, don't make your feelings into weird things.

Dilu only wanted to see Dazai Osamu, and he didn't even pay attention to the task that Nakahara Chuya said.He selectively ignored Chuya's words, covered the small quilt, and stuffed it together with the messy uniform into the bed that was still warm, unable to come out alive.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had nothing to do with him, and rolled his eyes: "Why do you have so many things, some food is good, and you are still so picky?"

Xiaoshan, who was covered by a small quilt, was unmoved.

"Tsk." Zhong Yuan Zhong also thought it was very troublesome, why did he, a dignified cadre, have nothing to do with the newcomers who had just entered the organization.

Thinking about the first time I met Dilu, I laughed at Osamu Dazai for taking care of the child, but now he is the one who takes care of the child, Nakahara also feels subtly dissatisfied.

This is all retribution.

The people in the quilt ignored him and kept talking about "Mr. Dazai, Mr. Dazai", Zhongyuan Zhong didn't feel a little annoyed.He sat angrily on the only chair in the dormitory, and took out his mobile phone from his black coat.

"I know Dazai Dazai, damn it, let that bastard Dazai talk to you as the boss!"

As soon as the words were finished, a white-haired head emerged from the quilt and looked at him expectantly, the hair on the top of the head was still messy.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Why did he have such a high initial liking for that mackerel!

With a blank face, Zhong also unlocked the phone, opened the address book, mechanically selected the number with the note "Asshole Mackerel", dialed it, and passed the phone forward.

When Dilu took the phone, Dazai's bandaged face appeared on the other end of the screen.

"What's the matter, Zhongye, can't you take Dilu to deal with a third-rate gang?"

Even staying up all night and wrapping his face with bandages couldn't stop Osamu Dazai's ridicule.He is sitting in a dark room, the table full of documents, the pen in his hand, and the coat draped over his shoulders are all black, and only his fair to transparent face and the red scarf around his neck are the whole picture few colors.

Osamu Dazai's mobile phone was probably clipped to the desk, which freed his hands and allowed him to process documents while answering the phone. While mocking, he still didn't forget to sign his name on the paper in his hand.

Ogiro took a look and confirmed that Osamu Dazai was really busy.

But this thought just flashed through his mind, he didn't feel guilty about disturbing other people's work, after all, Mr. Dazai promised to provide him with food, which was of course one of the tasks that needed to be done.

So Dilu stuffed his face into the frame of the video call, and after confirming that Osamu Dazai could see him, he said dryly: "I don't want to do the task, I want to have breakfast."

Before Osamu Dazai opened his mouth, Di Lu added: "Sister Hongye and Chuya are not allowed, Mr. Dazai must come in person—"

"Snapped."

"Dudu-"

Before he could even finish his sentence, the screen of the phone went black, and Osamu Dazai hung up the phone.

Actually hung up on me.

First stunned, then pursed her mouth, Di Lu felt aggrieved for no reason.He raised his head, his beautiful amethyst eyes were covered with haze.

be patient.

Can't help it, no, he can't bear this grievance.

No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore your request. My request is clearly legitimate and reasonable.Just, even if you want to work, you have to feed people first!

Dilu holding the mobile phone is thinking hard, should he rush to the chief's office on the top floor to let Mr. Dazai receive a good education from the monster, or capture Mr. Dazai and let him accept the complaints from the monster?

He was still worrying about how to make Dazai Osamu face up to the request from a non-human being, and he didn't even notice that the phone screen turned on again.

Di Lu's mouth was pouted enough to hold an oil bottle, her delicate brows were tightly squeezed together, and her eyes fell on a place farther away than the mobile phone without focus.

Osamu Dazai is so heartless, does he bully children like that?Zhong Yuan, who was watching from the side, also wanted to roll his eyes at him.

"Cough." Zhongya deliberately made a sound, reminding, "There is a new text message, it seems to be from Ao... Dazai, don't you want to read it?"

Di Lu raised his head.

"Oh."

He didn't know how to use the mobile phone, so he ran to Zhongye's side, held the mobile phone high and handed it to the other party's eyes. , unread new messages.

With the help of Chuya Zhongyuan, Dilu saw the content of the text message.

"Work hard, listen to Zhongye's orders, and call me if you have any questions."

"Come back and treat you to a big meal. —— Osamu Dazai."