The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

On September [-], most schools in Yokohama have been open for a week.On weekends, there are many young people wandering back and forth on the streets, and rows of white pigeons are released in the square.

For Oda Miyuki, today is her birthday, and it is also the day to get married.

Coming out of the district office, the young girl looked at her new husband beside her, and felt a subtle... unreal feeling.

Just married like this?

When telling his younger siblings about this, Oda Miyuki considered various possibilities.After all, there are more than a dozen members of the Oda family, excluding the few who can just walk on the road, Dazai Osamu will have to face twelve sisters-in-law and brother-in-law.

Even if the most combative "in-law" has already GG, the reaction of the second-year boys and girls should not be underestimated.

What happened specifically, since the author himself has not experienced such a Shura field, we will not make up the number of words.In the end Osamu Dazai was beaten up, except for his face was intact, he lay on the bed hugging his fiancée for three days.

As for who made the move, who was in charge of the fight, and who else was waving the flag and shouting, these are the eternal secrets of the Oda family.

Although the girl knew that at least half of the other party came from the show, she still felt guilty and distressed.

So someone took the opportunity to push forward and made a lot of weird requests.

The newlyweds quickly walked to the square. Oda Miyuki took photos of the wedding party with their names written on it and posted it to several groups—the family group, the small group formed by her friends who had a good relationship at school, and Ku A private chat group of several friends including Lom.

These people had all learned the news in advance. Except for those who wished well, those who asked about other related matters, and those who were ready to sharpen their knives and rushed to Dazai, the overall atmosphere was still very harmonious.The black-haired young man next to him leaned over and took a look, then sighed:

"Ah, sure enough everyone likes Miyuki-chan very much."

Oda Miyuki looked at him with a smile: "So, Miyuki-chan likes Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a few seconds, then coughed: "Hey~"

Although they have obtained the certificate, they do not plan to hold a wedding for the time being.Not to mention that Oda Miyuki has just graduated from high school and is planning to continue his studies; as the former leader of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai's identity is a little too sensitive.

——That's right, after more than two months of tracking and anti-tracking, the orange-haired hat gentleman who has been frying the pot countless times during a certain period finally reluctantly accepted the hard-core resignation of his former leader.

Of course, the more important reason is that after playing hide-and-seek enough, Osamu Dazai finally provided his former subordinates with a scapegoat... no, a new "successor".

His former leader, that is, Dazai Osamu's former boss, the legendary leader of Hong Kong and Black who has been dead for nearly five years, Mori Ogai.

This person is said to have died in the decisive battle between the port mafia and Mimic, but was actually saved by Osamu Dazai, and then went to an orphanage to become the director.

"Mr. Mori is half-assessing now. He said he is worried about those children and wants to find an heir for the orphanage." Osamu Dazai smiled strangely, "So I gave him one too. He will be very satisfied. Let's see next. It’s not enough to be strong enough.”

Oda Miyuki: "..." You gangsters really know how to play.

All in all, as the largest underground organization in Yokohama, today's port mafia is in a delicate state close to the "three-point conception".Osamu Dazai, Chuya Nakahara, and the legendary Mori Ogai each occupy a corner, trying to make the transition as smooth as possible for this organization that has swelled into a behemoth in the past few years.

The frenzied expansion and devouring of an organization requires centralized decision-making and the power to break the boat.But when it wants to retreat bravely, the fish and shrimp trapped in it will be slapped to death on the beach if it is not careful.

Just like it is more difficult to rebuild a new city on the ruins than to destroy it.

Considering these reasons, Osamu Dazai's identity is still a secret, but it is far less difficult to detect than in the past.Before he completely got rid of the gangsters in Hong Kong and officially went ashore, this marriage can only be buried in the hearts of a few people.

"If the efficiency of that group of guys is not so hopeless, we can make it public after Miyuki-chan graduates from university," Dazai Osamu said with a smile, and sighed pretending to be sad, "But by then, Miyuki-chan I have already achieved fame and become a first-class film and television star. If the time comes and I don’t think I’ve achieved anything, will I have to sleep miserably in the trash can?"

"..." Oda Miyuki gave him a speechless look, and finally said cooperatively, "Yes, I will divorce you when the time comes, and I will give you a pension and drive you out of the house. Here it is. Find another person who can support my career to marry, or keep a few fresh meat?"

The black-haired young man looked at his wife and shook his head: "Then I can only kill that man, disguise myself as him, and marry you again."

When he said this, there was no joke on his expression.There was something in the iris-colored eyes that could not be seen to the bottom, just like when they first met.

Oda Miyuki and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then waved, motioning him to come sideways.Under the doubtful eyes of the young man, the girl stood on her tiptoes and kissed his eyes.

The eyelids under the lips trembled slightly, maybe it was a physiological instinct, but there was no sign of resistance.The girl hooked the young man's neck, moved her lips to the bridge of the nose, rubbed against the side of his face, and finally kissed his lips.

Score at the touch of a button.

When she let go of the other party and her heels landed on the ground again, she felt the eyes of many people around her.Oda Miyuki didn't care, and held the other's hand again, interlocking fingers.

"If I betray you in the future, I'd rather you find a chain to lock me up." She said, shaking her head after thinking about it, "Forget it, you probably won't do that."

After talking about what she thought of, her expression became a little vicious: "However, if you cheat one day, I will do it. When I get tired of playing, I will chop your thing up and leave the house. "

Osamu Dazai showed a frightened expression: "Hey, Miyuki-chan, you are so scary."

Oda Miyuki: "Anyway, it's too late for you to regret it."

The two were playing and joking, Oda Miyuki felt the phone vibrate.She took it out of her bag and saw the above message from an acquaintance:

[Liu Dao Nagi: It was hard to say in the group just now, "Tragic Marker" will be released this weekend, how are you preparing? 】

She glanced at her husband, bowed her head and replied:

[Me: ok. 】

[Liu Dao Nagi: That's fine.Is there any modification to the personal public information that I sent you before? 】

[Me: Everything else is fine, but in terms of marital status, please change it to 'married'. 】

There was silence for half a minute.

[Six Paths Nagi: Good. 】

【Me: I knew Nagi, you understand me!Chirp! 】

[Liu Dao Nagi: Compared with those things, you can feel that happiness is the most important. 】

[Liu Dao Nagi: Happy wedding, Miyuki, the gift is already on the way. 】

Oda Miyuki was being moved when he saw another message from his little friend:

[Liu Dao Nagi: By the way, and the manager you mentioned last time, when is it convenient for me to meet? 】

【Me: Anytime, he is right next to me. 】

[Six Dao Nagi: ...]

After these words were sent out, there was a long silence over there.Oda Miyuki waited for a while, but the other party still didn't reply.

"Are you angry?" she said to herself.

But she is serious.

Osamu Dazai waited for her to finish sending the message, and put away the wedding invitation by the way.Oda Miyuki frowned and thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, Nagi will always agree anyway."

Although he didn't see the specific content, Osamu Dazai still guessed eight out of ten.He took her hand again, and changed the topic: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Oda Miyuki showed a shocked expression: "Why do you ask this, you cook?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, looking very serious: "I think I can try it."

Oda Miyuki: "...Honey, are you sure you want to spend our wedding night in the hospital?"

Osamu Dazai: "Play in the ward? It doesn't seem to be..."

"Stop, stop!" Seeing the increasingly strange eyes of the passers-by around him, Oda Miyuki stepped on the brakes crazily.Looking at her man's still fair and tender face, she was sure that she was still not good enough.

Come on, Oda Miyuki!I believe that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, and in three to five years, you will definitely be able to reach such a state!

A certain girl who didn't realize that she was being led astray secretly cheered herself up. After a battle between heaven and man in her heart, she finally said: "Okay, then I will risk my life to accompany the gentleman. What do you want to do? I will do whatever you want." What to eat."

Osamu Dazai blinked: "I've thought of a dish in the past few days, and the name is 'We really love each other like coral reefs clustered together super stew pot'?"

Oda Miyuki: "..."

***

The bar is still silently hidden in the alley, it looks like it has been around for a few years.The painted sign by the door is in the style of American comics from the last century. Below it is a white letter on a red background, with the shop name "Lupin" printed in cursive.

The black-haired young man walked to the door of the bar and was about to reach out to push the door when his phone vibrated suddenly.He looked down and saw a text message marked "Anata":

[This shooting was completed ahead of schedule.I'll sleep for a while and wait for you to come back tonight. 】

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and replied with a [OK].Then the store door was pushed open, and the wind chime made a crisp sound.

Walking through a dark staircase, there were already two people sitting at the bar at the entrance.On the nearer side is a man with copper-colored hair who looks to be in his late twenties.A little farther away is a black-haired young man, who has not had time to take off his suit, and is quietly lost in thought while holding a wine glass.

"Yo, Dazai, you are the last one this time."

After seeing the person coming, the black-haired youth greeted him.The copper-haired young man looked sideways at him and raised the glass of distilled wine in his hand.

"I'm sorry, because Miyuki-chan's plane was delayed, I just finished my meal." Dazai Osamu said, and sat down between the two of them, "Boss, I want a glass of distilled wine~"

"So, what should we drink to today?"

"For the reunion."

"for the future."

"For the wild dogs."

Ding dong.

The sound of three wine glasses colliding together, in the underground bar at this moment, in countless parallel time and space, is still as clear as yesterday.

……

……

The former leader of the Port Mafia, Osamu Dazai, spent four years transforming it into a giant entrenched in Yokohama to resist the dangers coming from all directions.

Just like the process of destruction and reconstruction, only four years is probably not enough to make it return to the past in a smooth and complete manner; nor can it be done by one person alone or by means of coercive violence. to the thing.

Where will this organization go?What will the future of Yokohama look like?

Perhaps, only the wind blowing over Yokohama can know.