The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

There's a widespread rumor circulating in the Port Mafia forums recently.

The youngest cadre in their history, a young man who always walked alone in the dark alone, was suddenly accompanied by a beautiful woman.

There are many good-looking people in the port mafia, for example, Mr. Dazai in the topic, or Mr. Nakahara, the gravity operator, and even the old leader Mori, they all have a mature charm.

But that beauty is different, it is a beauty that cannot be described in words.

Green and smooth long hair that seems to be woven with morning stars, eyes that are more transparent and shining than emeralds, plus that delicate and beautiful face like a doll...

Everything, everything attracts the attention of those around you.

When you look at him, you will realize that there is really someone in this world who is favored by the gods. His appearance is beyond all beauty, his posture is elegant and dignified, unforgettable to see, and crazy to think about.

Such a beauty with such a beautiful face is already very eye-catching, coupled with the fact that he was brought back by Mr. Dazai himself and tightly locked by his side, this undoubtedly added a bit of ambiguity.

Subordinate?lover?

The curious Port Mafia members have speculated about the relationship between the two, and enjoyed it.

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Osamu Dazai has been feeling very headache recently.

At this moment, he was sitting in his own office, chatting and reading the documents on the desktop.

This was a rare time for him to be free and at ease, but the fiery gaze on his side had been staring at him since an hour ago.

Staring at him marking documents, staring at him drinking coffee, even stretching his waist, will be carefully observed.

Whenever he raises his eyes with emotion, that beautiful green figure will appear in his field of vision, smiling at him, dignified and demure, like a beautiful white flower.

"Let me tell you..." Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly as he turned the pen in his hand, "How about going out for a walk if you have free time, you have maintained that position for an hour."

"Please don't worry about me."

The beautiful green man - Enkidu, replied with a gentle voice: "Protecting the master is my top priority."

Using such a beautiful voice to say such mechanical and emotionless words is also one of the strange characteristics of the heroic spirit named Enkidu. Even though Dazai Osamu has been with him for three days, he is still not used to his way of speaking.

"No, I'm not worried about you... It's better to say that you interrupted my rare rest time." Osamu Dazai showed an indescribable expression, "It's really uncomfortable to be stared at all the time."

"I'm sorry." Enkidu nodded apologetically, "I ignored the fact that Master, you don't have a compassion system at all, and I'm worried that such emotions will not appear on you."

"But please forgive me, I can't leave your side freely."

Osamu Dazai: "...Hey, why do I feel that you just said something more rude! Who has no mercy!"

"Huh?" The face that made the sun and the moon pale showed a puzzled expression, and slightly tilted his head, "Is my record wrong? Who is the person who mercilessly killed my previous master as soon as we met? ?”

"..."

Osamu Dazai had black lines all over his face, he really couldn't refute this point.

Speaking of which, the evil relationship between him and this servant named Enkidu all started from this incident.

That was the task assigned to him by Mr. Mori. It is said that in the sphere of influence of the port Mafia, there have been frequent appearances of people wearing black robes to cover their faces.

No one knows what the name of this organization is. They have never dealt with any forces, and they have almost never had any conflicts, but the mysterious behavior gives people a different sense of weirdness.

"No matter what, since they have invaded our territory, we will not leave any of them and clear them all."

The black-haired man sitting on the throne commanded with lowered eyes, and the purple pupils shone with a cold light.

Osamu Dazai nodded in response, and in a blink of an eye he brought his hands down to the place where the men in black robes gathered.

He almost ruthlessly killed the man in black robe who didn't even have a gun. Osamu Dazai looked around carefully and found something similar to a basement in a room.

And when he dexterously jumped down alone, what caught his eyes was an indescribable and wonderful scenery.

I saw a man in black robes raised his right hand forward, chanting words, in front of him was a huge five-pointed star formation drawn with white powder, this formation was flickering and flickering for some reason. In this small basement, it looked extremely strange.

It was precisely because of this abnormal scene that Osamu Dazai observed curiously, and did not immediately pull the trigger in his hand.

But at the next moment, the light of the five-pointed star array suddenly became brighter, and the dazzling white light almost pierced Dazai Osamu who couldn't open his eyes, accompanied by the man in black happily shouting "It's done, it's done!" ', Osamu Dazai was keenly aware of what had happened.

After experiencing several life-and-death confrontations, his intuition is often very accurate, so Osamu Dazai no longer hides to observe the current situation, but immediately raises the gun in his hand after the light weakens and his vision recovers, aiming at the heart of the man in black. , fired a shot.

At the same time as the sound of the gun exploded in his ears, the man in black also stiffened his body, and fell straight on the ground. The bright red blood immediately splattered in all directions, and a few drops even stained Dazai Osamu's fair cheeks.

But Osamu Dazai just wiped off the blood with the back of his hand with a normal expression, kicked the person lying on the ground in front of him over, and fired several shots at the person's heart.

It wasn't until he confirmed that the man's heart was no longer beating that he finally looked at the face of the man in black benevolently. It was the look he was most familiar with, mixed with hatred and unwillingness.

Even if he is dead, those eyes follow Dazai Osamu like a shadow, as if even if he turns into a demon, he will be dragged to hell together.

But unfortunately.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, he is still living in this world, no matter how much he struggles, he has not died.

"How about just stopping here? I think master... no, the man's signs of life have stopped."

At this time, a stranger's voice suddenly sounded in front of him. Osamu Dazai, who had already confirmed that there was no one nearby, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and raised his gun reflexively, aiming at the source of the sound.

——Afterwards, he slightly opened his eyes wide and held his breath involuntarily.

A slender beauty with long hair hanging down like a waterfall appeared at some point in this small and dirty basement, watching him quietly.That face looked quite immature, and his age seemed to be about the same as him. He was only wearing a loose white robe, covering his figure completely under it.

And that beauty is enough to exceed Osamu Dazai's imagination, and I am afraid that the most touching language of bards is not enough to describe his beauty.

Even Osamu Dazai, who was not interested in appearance, couldn't help but go blank for a few seconds.

But very soon, Osamu Dazai suddenly came back to his senses due to the suspicious identity of this beautiful person, and moved his numb fingertips slightly.

"Hey - when did you appear here, I was careless." Dazai Osamu carefully looked at the person in front of him, and paused for a moment on the tense limbs, "Female?...No, male."

"My existence is not something worthy of your attention. Originally, I was summoned by that man as a servant..." The boy said with a neutral gaze, but there was a hint of indifference in his gentleness, "But now he has Being killed by you is no longer meaningful."

Osamu Dazai couldn't understand all of his words, but he still understood one thing: "So you don't intend to avenge him?"

"Exactly, I will not intervene in your grievances."

The boy nodded, the hair hanging on his chest fluttered, reminiscent of a forest under the sun, beautiful, bright, clean and warm.

He is a completely different person from Osamu Dazai.

Dazai narrowed his eyes.

Slightly harsh.

"However, maybe the hatred of that man before his death has affected part of my system, although I have no clear likes and dislikes towards humans..." At this moment, the young man raised his lips, his appearance was astonishing over the years, but he only showed a detached expression. Smile, "Sorry, no matter what, I can't like you."

"..." Osamu Dazai couldn't help but be taken aback by the person he met for the first time uttered his hateful voice so bluntly.

But three seconds later, he suddenly hooked his lips into a smile:

"That's really a coincidence." A sarcasm flashed in his iris eyes, "I also happen to hate you very much."

"..."

The two stared at each other with smiles, and after a long time, they finally separated their eyes peacefully.

After confirming the eyes, they are indeed people who hate each other!

"So, who are you?" As one of the cadres of Mafia at the port, Osamu Dazai still has a basic sense of responsibility, and he finally started to gather information about the person in front of him, "What do you mean by the summoning just now? "

"It's all irrelevant to you." The young man glanced at the steady gun in his hand, and added: "...Even if you say that, I'm afraid you won't give up, because you are merciless. The person who shot and killed that man was a cruel and indifferent person."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows. Although the boy's tone was still gentle and polite, no matter how he heard it, he felt that there was a deep irony in this sentence.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, he couldn't read it for the time being.

"It's good that you know, so don't play any tricks." He sneered, with a nasty grin on the corner of his mouth, "Because I'm quite cruel-the mafia."

"Mafia?...So it turns out that this kind of underground organization does exist in this world." The young man thought for a moment, then nodded clearly, "If that's the case, I will announce my name as a courtesy."

"My name is Enkidu, and I am a servant of a heroic spirit who was summoned to this land."

"Heroic spirit? Servant?" Osamu Dazai couldn't find the explanation of this term even after searching all his memories, so he couldn't help but frowned, "What is that?"

"..." The young man named Enkidu stared at him silently for a while, and then apologized, "I'm sorry, but you are an ordinary person who doesn't know the concept of heroic spirits at all. I apologize for the confusion I caused you."

Under Osamu Dazai's more curious eyebrows, Enkidu continued: "Heroic spirits are long-dead souls, people who should not exist in this world. In short, I will disappear immediately after losing my master, and will not interfere with your affairs. ,Do not worry."

"Look." He casually pointed at the fading red pattern on the back of the black-robed man's hand, "That's the command spell, and only through the connection with people can I temporarily appear in this world."

Osamu Dazai was a little dizzy with a bunch of unfamiliar terms. Command spell masters were new concepts that he had never encountered before, and it was hard to accept for a while.

However, he still understood the important clues with his clever brain.

He lowered his head to observe the red pattern on the back of the black-robed man's hand. At this moment, more than half of the pattern had disappeared, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.

And when he looked up at Enkidu again, he was also surprised to find that Enkidu's lower body gradually turned into golden particles and dissipated into the air.

It seems that what he said was not false.

Although the credibility of the reappearance of people who have passed away is very doubtful, but there are so many supernatural abilities in the world, and it is acceptable for a slightly different supernatural ability to appear.

Osamu Dazai held his gun loosely, as long as Enkidu would not interfere with his mission, he would act as if nothing happened.

However, it's really interesting, the heroic spirit who suddenly appeared in front of him, the dead who had already passed away, if the situation didn't allow it, he still wanted to know more.

"So you're going to disappear now?"

"Exactly." Enkidu let out a small breath, "That's good, I don't have to face your face anymore."

Understanding the subtle dislike, Osamu Dazai's smile froze: "...do you have any dissatisfaction with my face?"

"No, not at all. I'm sorry if I caused your misunderstanding." Enkidu politely explained, "It's just that my inner system strongly hates your existence. If this continues, I'm afraid I can't help but shoot you Alright."

He glanced at Osamu Dazai's arm that was so thin that it seemed to be broken if he broke it, and smiled: "The worst case will stop your life signs completely, even if it will make me feel good from the bottom of my heart, but it is not accepted. Things that are allowed. I'm glad it won't become that kind of scene."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Is it his illusion?Although the person in front of him is beautiful and gentle and always apologizes, but every word he said seems to poke into his heart? ?

What does it mean to feel comfortable? Sure enough, this guy still wants to kill him! !

He glanced secretly at Enkidu, and found that Enkidu had disappeared to the neck, and he would not really attack him, so he shook his hand and gun with his index finger, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Ah yes, that's really That's great, I don't want to see you anymore, just disappear for me."

The moment after saying these words, he suddenly felt a burst of hot heat gushing out from the back of his right hand, and something numb and numb quickly occupied his skin and gradually spread outward.

Accompanied by a slight tingling sensation, Osamu Dazai frowned, clenched his right wrist with his left hand, and stared at the faintly red back of his hand without blinking, with doubts in his eyes.

It wasn't until the strange red pattern gradually emerged on the back of his hand that Osamu Dazai was startled for a moment, feeling that the pattern was extremely familiar.

——It seems that just now, he was looking at the back of that black-robed man's hand.

"..."

isn't it...

He was dumbfounded for three seconds, then suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the five-pointed star array.

There, the beautiful green person was also stunned in place, and the body that had been turned into particles had returned to its original shape at some point, at first glance, it looked no different from a human being.

Dumbfounded.

You look at me, I look at you, and are silent at the same time.