Miss Dazai has something to say

"This station is honored to have Chairman Mori as a guest again. What do you think about the fact that your daughter is actually a stepdaughter?"

The camera pans to Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai was wearing a suit and a crimson tie today, with just the right smile on his face.

"Yes, she is my stepdaughter, but she is still my first in line heir. She is no different from my own daughter."

The two on the TV played Tai Chi with each other, and everyone in the Armed Detective Agency outside the TV fell into silence.

Is this the news that Osamu Dazai sent to them?

If it is biological, it means that the treatment is okay.

Stepdaughter, is that the signal for help?

"Prepare to rescue." Fukuzawa Yukichi put away the tablet, with a serious face on his face.

"Yes!" Everyone answered in unison.

Now the Armed Detective Agency lacks Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo. They need a more careful plan to rescue Dazai Osamu from the port mafia.

Inside the port mafia.The quiet boss office is filled with exaggerated game background sounds.

Osamu Dazai spread out on the sofa and played games, while Alice silently played with building blocks on the cushion beside her.

Mori Ogai sat behind the desk and quickly changed the documents. His head was still wrapped with the bandage that Osamu Dazai bandaged him yesterday. Before that, his eyes were also entangled. In order not to destroy Dazai Ogai’s intentions, Mori Ogai, I deliberately cut two small holes in the bandage with scissors.

The line of sight is inconvenient, and the speed of reading files has slowed down.

The files of the port mafia and the Sen's consortium piled up, filling up the desktop.

These were originally yesterday's documents, but Osamu Dazai messed around yesterday, making everyone afraid to report to work, so they piled up until today.

"Ah. So annoying, I lost again." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, put the game console on his stomach with one hand, and played with the hair hanging on the carpet with the other, "Master stepfather, I can make Zhong Do you want to play with me?"

"Okay." Mori Ogai took time out of his busy schedule to look up at Osamu Dazai lying on the sofa, and then dialed Chuya Nakahara's number.

Nakahara is also the most loyal person to Port Mafia, he will never betray Port Mafia for Dazai.On the contrary, it can also play a supervisory role.

After dialing, the office sounds dull without the game sound.

Mori Ogai spoke.

"Dazai-kun, don't think about leaving."

"Miss Port Mafia, someone will feed you when you eat, someone will help you with clothes, and you can spend whatever you want. After you die, I can still inherit the Port Mafia and the consortium." Osamu Dazai had a big smile on his face, "Stepfather, how can I be willing?" Let's go. I'm still waiting for you to die."

"Well, stepfather believes in you." Hearing Dazai Ogai's words, Mori Ogai suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, so he put down his pen and looked at Dazai Osamu.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa without any image, with one leg on the sofa and the other dangling on the edge of the sofa. The black stockings outlined the small soles of his feet.

Most of the hair fell to the ground, and the sunlight outside the window shone on the curly hair. With Dazai Osamu's movements, it looked like little golden fish swimming.

She was looking up at herself, so there was a small ray of sunlight on her forehead, matching Dazai Osamu's bright smile, which looked quite deceptive.

"... Put your legs away." Mori Ogai walked up to Dazai Ogai, and put Dazai Ogai's dangling legs on the edge of the sofa.

Silky touch.

After Mori Ogai put Osamu Dazai's legs on the sofa, he didn't leave his hands for a while.

"Wearing a skirt, don't do this, it's easy to get naked." He used his nails to gently slide up to Dazai's inner thigh, and then pulled Dazai's skirt down.

"Boss! Is something wrong...!" Nakahara Nakaya knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered, because he was afraid that something would happen to Mori Ogai, so he forced his way in.

Then he saw a scene that made him stiff all over.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa with his legs slightly spread apart, while Ogai Mori was squatting in front of Osamu Dazai, with his hands on the inner thighs of Osamu Dazai, and his fingertips were pulling at Osamu Dazai's skirt—a strange picture.

"Chuya-kun is here." Mori Ogai quickly pulled Dazai Osamu's skirt down, and then stood up.His face was not red and he was not out of breath.It was as if nothing had just happened.

Osamu Dazai got up, gathered his clothes, greeted Nakahara Chuya with a smile, and took another look at the book that Nakahara Chuya was holding—it was the book she used to convey information to Nakahara Chuya.

"Chuya, you came at the wrong time."

Isn't it time?

Nakahara also glanced at Osamu Dazai, then lowered the brim of his hat, lowered his head slightly to restrain his expression, and then suppressed the sudden anger in his heart, "Because I have been knocking on the door just now and there is no answer, I am afraid that you are in danger, boss...boss your head?"

"This head is fine, you go and stay with Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai touched the bandage on his head with a smile, greeted the loyal cadres, and then went to deal with things behind the desk.

"Chuya, it's too slow." After Osamu Dazai suddenly leaned over to Chuya Nakahara's ear and said this, Su Er straightened up and threw a game console to Chuya Nakahara, "We fight online, you Don't beat me."

"Boss, won't we disturb your work by playing games?" Nakahara Nakaya held up the game console, he didn't want to stay here, "Dazai and I will go outside."

"No need." Mori Owai replied without raising his head.

Zhong Yuanzhong could only suppress his inner displeasure, and then sat down on the sofa, thinking about the strange feelings in his heart, but the thigh that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes interrupted his thoughts.

A little more fat, less thin, these legs are very beautiful, and the black stockings add a sense of mystery.Arouse people's inner desire to explore.

Nakahara also noticed in a daze that Osamu Dazai's legs seemed to have gained some flesh, and they were no longer as thin as they were in the port mafia in those years.

When Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that these legs were placed on his legs, the muscles on his thighs tensed instantly, and he became stiff.

"What are you doing so hard, be softer." Osamu Dazai kicked Chuya Nakahara's waist with the sole of his foot.

Zhong Yuanzhong's hand holding the game console turned white: "Don't let it go."

Osamu Dazai clamped Nakahara Chuya's lower abdomen with his calf with a smile.

"Now I am your boss, you have to listen to me. Mr. Sen is dead, and I am the boss. You should preview in advance."

"Tsk." Nakahara Chuya frowned slightly. The strange and soft feeling in his lower abdomen and the anger just now made him lose control of his emotions. He grabbed Dazai Osamu's calf and put Dazai Osamu's calf on the sofa, "Take it away .”

Osamu Dazai grinned, and put his foot into the area where Nakahara Nakaya's thigh was next to the sofa.

Nakahara Chuya pursed his lips, brought Dazai Osamu's leg, then stood up, looking straight at Dazai Osamu with those blue eyes.

Osamu Dazai smiled and looked at Nakahara Chuya, and then saw Nakahara Chuya with red ears and moved his eyes away.

"Boss," Nakahara Chuya decided to start with Mori Ogai, "Yesterday Dazai-kun brought me a piece of news."

Osamu Dazai's body stiffened in due course.

"Chuya...?" Osamu Dazai softly called Chuya Nakahara.

However, Nakahara ignored Osamu Dazai's voice and handed the book to Mori Ogai.

"With Chuya-kun here, I'm relieved." Mori Ogai accepted the book with a smile, then looked at Osamu Dazai, "What do you think, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai pursed her lips and stopped lying on the sofa. She got up and combed her messy hair.

"Chuya is really loyal to Port Mafia."