What if the lord is too popular

[Because I also want to see, in the eyes of 'him', which one is more valuable, Dazai-kun or me. ]

Mori Ogai walked towards the basement, his back was straight and lonely.

Osamu Dazai followed suit.

Everyone was silent, click—

The door opened.

The cold air blowing against his face made the detective shiver, and he hugged his arms tightly.

Ozaki Momiji is a cadre of Mafia at the port, but this is the first time since it was listed as a "forbidden area".

She poked her head curiously, and her excitement was beyond words.

Without noticing for a while, he ran to the front of the guests.

Edogawa Ranpo was last.

Everyone walked down the stairs cautiously.The deeper you go, the more your vision turns from light to darkness.

No one spoke.

Mori Ogai took the lead, his footsteps seemed to be without hesitation, his fingers were already red and sore from being rubbed.

When the initiative is not in his hands, even the majestic leader of the Mafia port will feel uneasy.

He was frantically calculating the probability of being chosen by Yuya Ubuyashiki.

Logically speaking, the degree of intimacy between him and the man was far greater than that of Osamu Dazai who was underage at the time.

But under the premise of the man's amnesia, all surefire tickets are expired tickets.

thinking about-

"Mr. Sen, you are nervous."

Osamu Dazai walked to his side at some point and said casually.

"Looking at your performance just now, I thought you were confident."

Mori Ouwai turned a deaf ear to it.

"You've lost it once, take it easy."

Osamu Dazai patted him on the shoulder, smiled and comforted him.

[Yes twice. ]

Mori Ogai thought to himself.

He watched obstetrician Yoya Shiki's body disappear from his coffin last month.

The arc of Osamu Dazai's lips was too obtrusive, as if announcing his failure in advance.

Mori Ogai deliberately turned his face away and stopped looking.

At this moment-

Osamu Dazai exclaimed:

"Where is Teacher Yaozai?"

Mori Ogai was startled when he heard the words, in the dim environment, his sight was blocked and he stumbled towards the corner where Yoya Shiki was imprisoned.

There was no one there, no sign of him in the entire basement.

Let alone a human being, he didn't even leave the ropes used to bind him.

Mori Ogai bowed his head, and the memory of seeing the "corpse" of Yuya Shiki Yoya disappear last month flooded his mind.

Pain and powerlessness are exactly the same, even more turbulent waves.

He pursed his lips, feeling that there was an irrational beast in his chest that was about to come out.

gada gada—

The clenched fist made a terrible sound.

"Hahahahahaha."

What broke the deadlock was Osamu Dazai's untimely laugh.

Mori Ogai's eyes were red, following the sound, he saw the curly-haired young man's waist bent like a shrimp.

"why are you laughing?"

The leader's voice was low and menacing.

After a while, Dazai wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm laughing at you, Mr. Sen." He stood up slowly, raised his head and said with a blank expression, "No matter how much effort you put in, you can't keep Teacher Yaozai. Fortunately, he can teleport, so he won't be your caged bird."

The last sarcasm of the curly-haired youth became a sharp arrow piercing Mori Ogai's heart.

He was silent for a long time, restrained.

"Please leave here, Dazai-kun. Take your colleagues with you before I change my mind."

"Of course. Since Teacher Yaozai is not here, I have no interest in staying here."

tap tap —

He took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned his head and raised his lips and smiled:

"I forgot to say, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Sen."

"..."

Osamu Dazai walked to the position near the door of the basement, and saw that Ranpo picked up something and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Oh, the marbles fell again." The detective explained calmly.

Dazai nodded and pulled his colleague's sleeve, leaving the basement as quickly as possible.

Leave Port Mafia HQ.

In a blink of an eye, only Mori Ogai and Ozaki Momiji remained in the huge basement.

The woman knelt on the ground, shivering from the cold:

"Boss, Hongye is not doing well, please punish her."

Mori Ou looked at his subordinates coldly.

"I told you to keep an eye on him, why did he still run away?"

The two are talking.

rumbling—

The sound of the air conditioner operating was deafening.

Mori Ogai looked around, and what caught his eyes was the coffin made of a lot of money, which was the low temperature he desperately maintained.

In an instant, all negative emotions are eager for an outlet to vent.

He took a deep breath and tried his last rationality:

"Go find it," the man's body trembled violently with anger: "Mobilize all members to find me, and I must find him back!"

Koye Ozaki raised her head, her eyes showing fear for him for the first time.

"Yes."

While standing up quickly, the woman covered her mouth and sneezed.

"Ah, ah sneeze."

Hongye was so regretful that she didn't dare to look at Sen, and ran towards the door in two or three steps.

It's just that she hasn't had time to leave yet.

"and many more."

Mori Ogai's call came from behind, and Momiji's back stiffened.

She turned her head and saw the man buried his face in his palm for a few seconds.

tap tap —

Sen walked quickly towards her, guilt engraved in his long and narrow eyes.

"Sorry Mr. Hongye," he said with a lump in his throat, "You still have many more important things to do, so you don't need to spend energy looking for someone."

"Then... I'll send you someone else to look for it?"

Mori Ogai watched her, shook his head firmly:

"Have you forgotten what my principle is? Input and output must be in direct proportion, and profit comes first. This matter..."

He paused, and smiled wryly: "It's my private matter, and I shouldn't use organizational resources."

Hongye: "..."

"Come on, it's too cold here."

Mori Ou pushed Ozaki Koyo outside, and led the woman all the way up.

Mori Ogai could feel Momiji's gaze sweeping over his face from time to time, full of worry.

He had no choice but to pretend not to know.

This part of the journey was particularly tormenting, whether it was his heart or the care of his subordinates who wanted to conceal it, he was overwhelmed and breathless.

Finally, the afterglow of the setting sun is in sight.

Just then, suddenly—

Plop, a tiny sound caught Sen's attention.

He turned his head and looked back, his eyes caught something for a moment, and he rushed back to the cold basement like crazy.

Then-

Mori Ogai hugged the person he was thinking of tightly.

"Why...why are you back?"

"I didn't leave, I just teleported to another place to hide when Dazai and the others came in."

Yoya's confession made Mori Ogai ecstatic, he licked his lips and asked hesitantly:

"You didn't leave because..."

"It's because I seem to owe you a lot, although I don't quite remember."

As a result, Mori Ogai's winged heart sank again.

He frowned and sneered: "Sanyashiki-sensei is really the same as before, he is an out-and-out saint..."

Before the words fell, the man burrowed into his arms, with a helpless tone:

"Do you have to say it here? Anyway, I won't run away. Wouldn't it be better to change to a warmer place?"

After saying that, Yuya Ubuyashiki closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, Koye Ozaki greeted her boss and appeared with a man in his arms.He was pale and gloomy before, but now...

The corners of the eyes and brows are filled with joy, which is too vivid, as if it will fly out at any time.

Mori Ogai glanced at her, suppressed his smile and pretended to be calm: "Hongye-kun, please go and turn on the heater in my office first, the temperature is higher."

"Yes, Boss."

She ran away without a trace.

After a while, Yoya Yashiki was carried to the bed.

He opened his sleepy eyes and saw Mori Ogai taking off his clothes carefully.

Yaozai was startled, and firmly grabbed the collar of the kimono.

Seeing this, Ogai Mori coaxed, "You're injured, probably because your limbs were tied up and teleported somewhere."

"The wound on my arm seems to be treated without taking off the kimono."

He gestured to roll up his sleeves.

"You stayed in the basement for too long, your body temperature is low, it's better..."

Seeing that Yaozai was still full of doubts, he sighed:

"Even if you lose your memory, you can check your favorability through the system, right? I won't harm you."

The man thought for a while and added: "Of course I won't do anything out of line with you, if you don't want to."

Yaozai stared at him without hesitation, for a long while:

"You are not my target now, I can't see your favorability."

[My target is someone else. ]

The author has something to say: The second update is over!Akimbo with pride.

The ups and downs of Mori's leader, the sisters put "really miserable" on the public screen.

Good night everyone~