retired from port today

"Italy?" Hearing this place name, Mori Ogai frowned: "Is it actually related to the Italian Mafia?"

He looked at Oda and me, and smiled: "You guys did a great job, and you completed the task very well."

His words are full of satisfaction, as if we really did a great job this time.And when he talks to you in such a deep, serious tone with praise, you will unconsciously feel that you are being led away by him, and you feel that you have indeed achieved perfection.

However, I am not a fledgling rookie after all, I know that this task has been completed in a satisfactory manner.

After he finished praising us, he let us go down.

He just pressed my shoulder when I turned to leave, and the voice circled behind my ears.

"Chiba-chan, you stay here."

Oda paused when he heard this, and subconsciously looked in my direction.

I had no choice but to smile at him apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Oda, let's save the celebration wine for another day. I have other things to deal with today."

He just nodded and left the office.

I turned around, and within a short while, the man had already sat on the stool again: "Chief, is there anything else?"

"I'm sorry Chiba-chan, I interrupted your party, but I didn't expect that your relationship with the mission has improved a lot this time." Mori Ogai said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's thanks to Mr. Dazai. I didn't expect him to know Mr. Oda." I explained to the leader.

Mori Ogai nodded, and echoed: "This is also a special kind of fate. Let's not talk about it, Chiba-chan, I have one thing to ask you about this mission. This thing, only you can do it arrive……"

Hehe, after listening to the outline of the mission, I only feel that it is very troublesome, and I don't have that inexplicable sense of pride.

But looking at the other party's unquestionable eyes, I swallowed the words in my mouth and changed my mouth and said: "I will try my best."

After leaving the office, I met a familiar figure outside.

He squatted at the door, looking like he was waiting for someone, and he had been waiting for a while.

"Mr. Dazai?" I walked over and looked at him in surprise.

He stood up and saw me with a smile: "Ah, you came out."

I stood on tiptoe, reached out and grabbed the leaves on his hair, looked at his puzzled eyes, and explained: "This, it got on the hair."

Only then did the other party feel a little belatedly, and stretched out his hand to scratch his hair.

"Mr. Dazai is going to find Mr. Mori? The leader is fine now."

He shook his head and took me out of the building. After leaving the door, he asked as he walked, "What does he want from you?"

I looked around cautiously, "Mr. Dazai, you can't tell others about the leader's individual orders! You are hurting me!"

His eyes were sharp, as if he could see what I was thinking: "He didn't mean to let you go undercover in the so-called Italian Mafia, did he?"

I covered my ears, but the other person's words still floated through the air, and I pretended not to hear: "Mr. Dazai, you are so smart, so you don't need me to tell you."

The other party pursed his lips, and twirled his hair with his slender fingers: "I'm just more concerned about Chiba-chan, why are you so heartless."

The corner of my mouth twitched; "Please put down your idol burden and eat some peanuts."

The other party smiled; "It's still Chiba-chan who can complain! Ah, this guy Odasaku, talking to him is boring."

After he reminded me like this, I remembered Oda who left the office before me. Presumably Dazai knew what happened because he met him: "Oh, by the way, has Mr. Oda left? We agreed to have a celebration For the feast, I'm afraid I can only wait until I come back next time."

Dazai patted me on the shoulder: "Don't worry, if you don't come back, I will go to your funeral banquet with Oda Saku."

I suppressed the urge to kill, and said firmly: "Don't worry, even for that celebration banquet, I will definitely come back. Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and haunt you."

Stared at by my eyes full of resentment, Dazai shook the goose bumps on his body: "Wow! Chiba-chan is so scary, you will pester me after death, I didn't expect you to like me so much."

"How is it possible... Please be sober, you are so drunk before drinking."

The joke before this mission didn't last long, and the two broke up on bad terms, which of course was a relief to me.

As soon as I opened the door the next day and was about to leave, I heard a sound that made my scalp tingle.

"Yo! Chiba-chan! You woke up so early today, did you sleep well yesterday?" Osamu Dazai stood downstairs and waved at me with a mean smile.

I stepped back and closed the door.

I must be dreaming!

Why is it such a horrible dream early in the morning?

After a while, there was a 'dong dong' sound on the dilapidated stairs, and the footsteps stopped at my door.

"Chiba-chan, why did you close the door! We're going to be late, your mission."

I glanced at my watch, my heart skipped a few times between different choices, I closed my eyes and then opened the door.

"Mr. Dazai, you are so energetic early in the morning." I said politely, but I had already started preparing for Dazai Osamu's hundred ways to die in my heart.

"This is a carefully prepared breakfast for you, washing powder, toilet cleaner, and dish soap. It will surely make you die peacefully."

"Wow, it's scary." He was forced to take a step back by the murderous look in my eyes, and took what was in my hand: "I haven't tried this method before? Can it really die quickly? I'm really scared painful."

Oh man.

"So what's the reason why you came to find me early in the morning? I don't remember leaving anything at your place yesterday, and to celebrate my escape from the clutches of the devil, I drank two extra bottles..."

In the questioning eyes of the other party, I reluctantly spit out two words: "...drink."

He nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."

"Mr. Sen came to me last night just to let me be your partner today. I sacrificed my sleep time." He said this, as if to confirm his words, and yawned.

My uneasiness as if I was alone at sea disappeared in an instant, and he was like a lighthouse that suddenly appeared in the dark night.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Dazai-san"

The other party was still yawning, and waved his hand when he heard this: "It's okay to thank you, I also have some things to investigate. But you are really an honorific maniac, just call me Dazai like everyone else , why bother."

"It's...a matter of habit." I stroked my hair and subconsciously rejected, "You are my boss, so it's not good to call you that."

At this time, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said in my mouth: "Why don't you... call you Mr. Osamu, although it's a bit convoluted, but if you don't dislike it, that's fine."

The movement of the other party's hands stopped, and the expression did not change. After a while, he smiled and said: "Yes! This name is quite new."

However, I think Dazai is better, after all, osamu is still too awkward in terms of pronunciation.

A few hours later, the two of us squatted in the same spot I checked yesterday.

"So, Mr. Zhi already has an idea? How should we infiltrate that mafia?"

Dazai said to me confidently, "Just use what you did yesterday?"

With my puzzled eyes, he explained: "Didn't you sneak in yesterday? Although they were finally discovered, it is also confirmed that they are Italian Mafia."

He pulled my sleeve away, and there was a red bruise on my wrist: "There should be a lot of bruises on my body, right? I was quite dedicated to my first mission."

I pulled down my cuffs and coughed lightly twice.

I never expected that something neither the leader nor Oda could see would be discovered by this person...

"Yesterday's method is certainly possible, but what about Mr. Zhi? My ability can only allow me to disguise myself." I asked.

"It doesn't matter to me. If you are so dedicated to this task, I can only lie down and win." He spread his hands, as if he really wanted to quit.

"Are you kidding me?" My forehead twitched a few times, and I felt that the image of Osamu Dazai who was glowing just now had been shattered.

I should have thought of what he was like.

After hesitating for a while, I struggled and said, "Is it really possible? Are you really okay?"

He waved his hand and signaled me to leave quickly.

In the end, I got into the opponent's team alone.

The reason why I failed last time was that when they asked me questions, I didn't know that they didn't understand Japanese, so I exposed it with a single mouth.

After knowing that they were all foreigners, I pretended to speak Italian and managed not to make them suspicious.

"Damn it! I didn't expect those guys in Yokohama to have noticed something. Someone found this place yesterday, which caused us a lot of trouble."

I quietly rolled my eyes.

You make such a big noise, you really think Yokohama is no man's land, and you don't move your position today, isn't this courting death?

I echoed, "Yeah, that kid ran pretty fast yesterday, and he didn't catch up after chasing him for a long time."

The man with different hair was even more angry, his eyes were fixed tightly, "If there was that thing yesterday, then there is no need to be afraid of that kid."

After getting useful information, I hurriedly asked, "Is that thing really so powerful?"

Maybe it was my questioning that made him feel offended, and he was a little angry, "Of course, if the quantity is large, it can directly blow up Yokohama! It's a pity that the quantity is small this time, so it can only be used as a weapon."

My heart sank, and I smiled reluctantly: "I don't know if it's safe to put such an important thing in there, in case they find out..."

The man was unsuspecting, waved his hand, and said indifferently: "That thing is guarded by the head himself, how could something happen."

Before the words fell, there was a piercing siren not far away.

"An enemy has invaded!"