what does the leader taste like today

He didn't cry when he was doing tasks, and he didn't cry when wrestling with Chuya. Dilu couldn't help crying "Wow" when he couldn't get Mr. Dazai's sentence.

Zhong Yuan, who was on the side, was also taken aback. The little bastard who was awkwardly following him a second ago suddenly burst into tears. Zhong also thought it was because he couldn't bear the pressure of killing and collapsed.

Putting Dilu in his pocket, he rushed back to the port of Mafia non-stop, and when he returned to the Yokohama Landmark Building, he saw Osamu Dazai who was leisurely drinking coffee while approving documents, and the crying bag became honest in an instant.

The reason for becoming honest is that Ogiro can feel Dazai Osamu's feelings again.

"Boss, the mission has been completed." Zhong Yuanzhong also took off his top hat to show respect.

Di Lu on the side sniffled, which was especially loud in the somewhat quiet office, attracting the attention of few people in the office.At the place where the eyes met, he changed back to the calm and paralyzed Dilu, but there were still tears on his face, which was very weird. .

Port Mafia should be very poor. Dilu, who entered the chief's office for the first time, looked around. He didn't know that this kind of dark room with no lights on was Dazai Osamu's personal aesthetic. He could only attribute it to Port Mafia being too poor. Even the chief's office has to save electricity.

It turns out that there are several buildings in the empty port of Mafia. In fact, they can't even pay the electricity bill.

poor, poor.

After reaching a conclusion, he turned his gaze to Dazai Osamu. The owner sitting in the high position seemed to be different from the image of the deceitful youth before. The bandages were neatly wrapped around his right eye, and the other The eyes are smiling, but the emotion inside is different from what I have seen in the basement before.Di Lu couldn't say what was different about it.

Di Lu put a series of thoughts behind her head and filed a lawsuit first.

"Mr. Dazai, I can't eat—"

Dazai Osamu cut off the words before he finished speaking.The pen used for signing was thrown on the table casually by him, and Osamu Dazai propped his face with his hands: "Dilu, offer me your loyalty."

His eyes fell on Di Lu, accompanied by the rich scent of fragrance floating ten miles away.

Salty, savory and steaming crab roe.

The sizzling appetizing aroma of balsamic vinegar topped with chili oil.

...Wait, why can I eat it again this time!

Unable to control so much, Di Lu didn't blink, he ate Osamu Dazai's feelings with a mouthful.His eyes narrowed in satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously hooked up, catching the brightest star in the night sky emitting light purple light.

Got a good new.

Osamu Dazai's feelings are edible!Totally delicious!Different from others!

Dilu didn't know why only Osamu Dazai was different from the others. He spent a minute trying to think about it, but the intermittent brain memory was really useless.So this question was left behind by him, as long as Osamu Dazai can satisfy his three meals a day, long live it!

He was like a little bear under the clear summer sky, happily rolling lazily on the grass while holding a honey jar.

The stomach was no longer empty, and the brain began to gradually become active.After a moment of dullness, Dilu realized that the transmission of emotion does not support takeaway delivery.The useless call at the mission site proved that the transmission of feelings cannot be transmitted through scientific means such as telephone lines and recordings. If you want to eat well, Dilu can only stay with Osamu Dazai all the time.

Isn't that... great!Di Lu jumped for joy in her heart.

A cadre in Central Plains Zhongye is also very busy. Now the leader of the port Mafia has just changed, and the whole office is working overtime all night. There are so many things that he can't wait to grow eight hands and eight heads.He simply can't spare the time to keep Dazai Osamu safe and stare at his head 24 hours a day, not to mention that most of the troubles are caused by Dazai himself.

It's really troublesome to have such a leader, Nakahara Chu also spurned, and proposed to let Dilu be Dazai Osamu's guard.

Osamu Dazai unexpectedly did not express any objection.

— But, there is bad news.

"Although his ability is good enough to protect you, there is definitely something wrong with his mind! Seven or eight-year-old children have more common sense than him!"

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help complaining: "He actually said I'm fat! Does he have a brain! I've already explained that this is a gravity ability. Can Di Lu understand what gravity is?"

With a "bang", Chuya Nakahara slapped Osamu Dazai's desk with both hands. The black leather gloves did not play a good role in buffering and insulating, and the desk became torn apart under the impact and was crumbling.

Osamu Dazai took away the documents on the table first, so as not to mess up the newly arranged papers after the table collapsed.

"Then what do you want?" Raising his eyelids, Osamu Dazai said slowly, "If you want to teach him common sense, I can satisfy you. But, Chuya, you haven't even been to school, have you? "

"So what!" Nakahara Chuya blushed slightly after being stalked by Osamu Dazai, and explained with a stretched neck, "I didn't have the chance to go to school at that time."

"Anyway, we can't let Hagirumon not even know the effects of the cadre's supernatural powers. Even if he wants to protect you, he can still spare time to read books."

Zhong Yuanzhong also grasped this point. He glanced at Di Lu who was still snoring and eating happily. His messy white-haired head was shaking from side to side. He didn't care what the two of them were saying next to him. who is it.

It was completely different from him who was alienated from human society at the mission site.Sometimes Di Lu is like a little fool, and sometimes she is shrewd and transparent.

Di Lu, who still doesn't know her fate, is left aside by two wicked adults.

In the end, Zhongya Nakahara slapped the desk that he had been struggling with for a long time, and finally said: "At least get a high school diploma! It doesn't matter if you don't go to school, I will send someone to send you a tutorial book."

Give me a good study of human knowledge and rules, how can I cultivate!

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked over with a secret hatred of iron and steel, and rubbed Di Lu's head fiercely, while Di Lu, who was interrupted from cooking and didn't know what happened, stared blankly at Zhong Ye, clear and Pure blue pupils.

He watched Chuya Nakahara make the etiquette of farewell flawless and brave, and turned to ask Osamu Dazai with a small wooden face.

"Mr. Dazai, what happened?"

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai looked at him sympathetically, his eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and gloated, "Even Chuya said that he has prepared a big surprise for you."

There are more desks in the chief's office.

This desk is the same style as the leader's desk, only one size smaller.It was placed in the corner near the window, with the window blocked by blackout curtains at one end and close to the door for people to come and go.

There is also a thick stack of entry gifts that are said to be from the Central Plains cadres.

The house only relies on a few desk lamps to maintain light all year round, but for Di Lu, who has good night vision, reading text in such an occasion is not troublesome.Numbly, he took out a copy from the surprise gifts of the Central Plains cadres and took a closer look.

The cover is "junior high school physics" in large characters.

"Objects on the surface of the earth will be attracted by the earth. This attraction is called gravity." [Note 1]" Di Lu read with a straight face, "The direction of gravity is vertically downward. When the pressure on an object When it exceeds the gravitational force of the earth on it, this state is called supergravity...【Note 2】”

Halfway through the reading, the voice stopped abruptly.

The moment of silence was particularly noticeable in the hustle and bustle. Osamu Dazai raised his head to see what Dilu was doing, and saw the white-haired boy resting his chin in one hand and deep in thought.

"What is Xiaodilu thinking?"

Di Lu numbly broke away from the state of thinking: "I was also thinking about the meaning of learning physics in junior high school."

"...The ability to manipulate gravity is really scary. Is Zhong just trying to tell me that he is only 1.6 meters because he uses too much gravity?"

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The author has something to say:

[Note 1] and [Note 2] are all from Baidu Encyclopedia Gravity, of course I have rewritten them.

In Di Lu's imagination, every time he uses gravity, he presses his hand firmly on his head, so it's strange that he can grow taller.

Dilu: Why doesn't he try to weaken the gravity around him?

Chuya: ...But if I have been to school, I will not be only 1.6 meters.