Write well, don't fight

Osamu Dazai felt a little bored for no reason.

This is not normal, he ran to the dungeon of the Mafia, he was still alive and kicking, neither missing an arm nor a broken leg, and he was still vigorously walking on the road of suicide Dazai Osamu, and successfully got the information about the bounty .

In theory, nothing can escape his control.

He's a man with a script!

But as he got closer and closer to the detective agency, this sense of unreasonable boredom kept hovering around him and could not be dispelled.

Until he opened the door of the detective agency, waved his bandaged right hand to greet him in his usual cheerful tone, and was ready to be scolded by Kunikida Doppo again: "Everyone, good morning!"

In the detective agency, everyone was busy with their own business. Hearing the words, everyone raised their heads in unison, and all their gazes were fixed on the man standing at the entrance.

This unreasonable boredom rose to the highest point, and it seemed that it would explode immediately.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and then blinked again, what happened to this kind of gaze that contained indescribable complexity, disappointment, shock, sigh and so on!

There is also the half-breeding three-colored cat passing by. If you read it correctly, its eyes reveal vigilance and contempt!Why do you, a cat, have such eyes!

Osamu Dazai decided that starting today, he will not only hate dogs, but also hate cats.

Next time he will eat the cat food in one go in front of this cat!

"Good morning, Dazai-san..."

Atsushi Nakajima, who was still a pure and kind boy in his heart, finally chose to say hello to the brown-haired man, but his eyes were evasive, and he seemed to have something on his mind.

Osamu Dazai's gaze was first projected on the hardworking man wearing glasses, but the other party didn't even give him half a glance.

Kunikida Doppo: I shouldn't have hoped for perverted idiots long ago.

Osamu Dazai: Why did Kunikida-kun stop yelling...Suddenly I feel really uncomfortable...

He still turned his gaze to the white-haired boy who was very good at 'strategy', and the other party's body shook violently.

"Dun Jun~"

Walking over with a smile, Osamu Dazai put his hand on the other's shoulder affectionately, and the newspaper that Atsushi Nakajima was holding in his hand fell on the table in fright: "What are you reading?"

Regardless of Atsushi Nakajima's complex and pity eyes that foresee the future, he picked up the newspaper and opened it.

Mr. Ryunosuke Akutagawa, a shy and up-and-coming writer!

The huge title was reflected in the pupils of the brown-haired man, and those iris-colored pupils enlarged unconsciously.

Osamu Dazai: ...Is it because I have hallucinations due to too many suicides...Is this referring to my former stubborn and cruel apprentice...

Is this the unintentional dog of the port mafia?

Atsushi Nakajima thought self-righteously that the flashes of admiration for idols flashed across the man's face one by one, and he was secretly anxious: How can Mr. Dazai worship Akutagawa... What if...

What if the brain gets hot and goes to the mafia...

And... Nakajima Atsushi thought of the girl's words before, and his body trembled: No... I can't let Mr. Dazai become such a pervert!

Perverted idiot or something!As soon as I heard it, I was going to go to jail!Three-year start is the highest and no deadline!

"Good day everyone!"

A familiar girl's voice came, still wearing the warm red plush scarf, Wei Xia greeted everyone happily, "Mina-san! What do you think I bought?"

She raised her right hand, holding a beautifully wrapped book.

"Rashomon—Mr. Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Debut Works"

Osamu Dazai slowly turned his gaze to the book cover, blinked, and then turned away slowly.

It is not impossible to have the same name and surname... Even if the title of the work is Rashomon, it is not impossible!

After all, Rashomon is not a proper term. The world is full of wonders. It is just that a writer with the same name and surname as his apprentice wrote a work with the same name and surname as his apprentice...

"By the way, have you read Mr. Chuya Nakahara's poem!"

Wei Xia happily waved the new edition of today's newspaper in the other hand, his cheeks were flushed, and the orange eyes reflected a brilliant glow.

Osamu Dazai: ...? !

Atsushi Nakajima leaned over curiously, opened the newspaper and read.

"Another cutting-edge writer appeared in Yokohama. Mr. Nakahara Nakaya entered the poetry circle with his "Dirty Sorrow". The style is delicate and sad, the writing is beautiful and the style is not rigid, and he is known as having a noble poetic heart. Two writers with outstanding talents appeared one after another, showing the rising and bright future of Yokohama's literary world..."

Noble poetic heart... black dwarf hat holder stupid slug?

Dazai Osamu: ...Today, Fengzhen has auditory hallucinations, so I should jump into the river!

Yun Weixia came back from the state of excitement, noticed the unnatural expression of the brown-haired man next to him, suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed: "Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Nakajima, don't read it now. Mr. Dazai is very afraid of Mr. Nakahara. of!"

Atsushi Nakajima: ...I was biting my tongue in shock

Osamu Dazai: "...what?"

With a guilty expression on his face, Yun Weixia bowed to the brown-haired man: "I'm sorry Mr. Dazai, I forgot your relationship with Mr. Chuya Nakahara..."

"After all, when Mr. Zhongyuan is drunk, he will run to your house and make a fuss. You can only hide in the quilt and cry. I'm sorry. I will persuade him next time I see Mr. Zhongyuan!"

"Crackling, bang!"

All the things that everyone in the detective agency was holding fell to the ground at the same time, and they unanimously cast their incredible eyes on the brown-haired man who seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Everyone in the detective agency: ...so Osamu Dazai is so pitiful...

Osamu Dazai [smile gradually stiffens]: ...

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!

The weather is really bad, I'd better jump into a river!

The author has something to say:

The port mafia who published positive news in the newspaper, looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who has received praise from the society and received a lot of royalties: ... mixed feelings

Port Mafia: We Mafia are literate too!

Nakahara Chuya: ...The subordinates have worked so hard, shouldn't he also improve the cultural level of the port Mafia?

Who said that the mafia doesn't like reading, everyone is a great writer!