The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

Uchiha Wansora sat on the beach, stretched his long legs, put his cute round-toed leather shoes on the outside of the picnic mat, and looked at the rough sea lapping on the shore with a contented expression.

She looked up at the sky, and there were familiar footsteps behind her.

"I'm so tired." Osamu Dazai trotted over, casually put the cake on the mat, took out a can of beer from the small basket, snapped it open and drank it directly.

The delicate Adam's Apple moved up and down, Osamu Dazai lowered his head, and handed her the remaining sip of beer.

Uchiha Wansora rolled his eyes, and drank from the can in one gulp.

Sharing the last sip of wine in a glass has also become their habit.

Osamu Dazai took off his coat, and lay casually on the picnic mat, with his hands behind his head, and his raised Erlang legs touched the knees of the people around him.

"I thought you'd be wearing that favorite Psychic Pollution today."

The spiritual pollution he was talking about was a dress full of SpongeBob SquarePants, densely packed yellow sponges staring at her eyes, and the style of painting was a little dark, people with trypophobia would not dare to look at her.

When you walk on the street, the rate of turning back is not [-], but also [-].If he didn't have a pretty face, he might be sacked in a small alley.

He looked sideways at Wansora Uchiha, it was rare for her to find a decent dress for herself.

A plaid skirt is matched under the pure white shirt, a cute bow is tied under the collar, and knee-high black socks wrap the legs.

Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back the itching of his hand and pulled it.

The sock hit his leg, and Uchiha Wanzo glared at him.

He just looked at Uchiha Wanzora and smiled, rubbing her knee.

The temperature in his palm was very high, and spread to his legs through a thin layer of socks. His fingers gently outlined the shape of her knees, itching like feathers passing by.

Uchiha Wansora held his hand and fell backwards, lying on the picnic mat like him.

"It's about to begin," she said.

The time on the wristband jumped to 11:55 and began to vibrate. At the same time, there was a sudden sound from the sky.

With the sound of "Bump—", Osamu Dazai subconsciously raised his waist, thinking it was a gunshot.

Uchiha Wansora laughed.

The sky suddenly lit up, pink, illuminating her face for a moment.

Osamu Dazai looked up, and a pink cherry blossom firework exploded in the sky.

He missed the first glimpse, seeing only bits and pieces falling from the sky.

The sky fell into darkness again.

Osamu Dazai looked up at the dark sky and pursed his lips.Suddenly, his hand touched something icy.

Looking down, his fingers were gently pinched by Uchiha Wansora.

"Keep watching, it's not time yet." As he spoke, Uchiha turned his wrist somersaulted at night, and the bracelet lit up.

11:56

This time there were a few more sounds, and pear blossoms bloomed in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there were primroses, kapoks, and magnolias... In the next 5 minutes, fireworks bloomed and the scene was bustling.

This is her birthday present to Dazai Osamu.

At the last moment, all the flowers bloomed together, and the sky was as bright as day.

11:59

She sent him a hundred flowers blooming.

Uchiha Wansora looked at the light in those iris-colored eyes with satisfaction, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"I made all these fireworks."

There was a hint of pride in her words.

"... How long has Kongjiang been cooking?"

Uchiha Wansora played with his hair indifferently, and said casually: "It's only a month or so."

When Konoha built the village, some Uchiha family also wanted to retire and become a businessman.

Several tribesmen found a place in the tribe's land to sell sesame seed cakes, and some people started to make fireworks.

The fireworks shop was understaffed, so she was recruited as a young man, and they made the fireworks for every grand festival, even the fireworks for the new daimyo's successor.

They're not just tools of war, they're life too.

"But Dazai will be scared by the fireworks." Uchiha Wansora winked at him and teased.

Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand to tickle her.

Uchiha Wansora got up and ran.

On the coast, the sound of waves hitting the beach and the laughter of young men and women.

In addition to the fireworks, Uchiha Wanzo also gave him a glass jar filled with origami stars.

Uchiha Wansora said: "It's all given to you by the guests."

As she spoke, she carefully opened one of the stars.

The note said: "Happy birthday to the boss's boyfriend! I wish you a long time! [Smiling face]"

She gave Osamu Dazai a look, and then restored the note into little stars. When she pinched it lightly, the paper stars bulged up, a little round.

The glass jar was stuffed into his hand, it was cold, and Osamu Dazai heard Uchiha Wansora say: "There are no stars tonight, so let's use this instead."

This is a star from the world.

This is a very strange feeling.

The kindness from strangers was gathered by Uchiha Wansora into little stars one after another and handed over to him.

Osamu Dazai thought a lot at that moment, something fleetingly disappeared from his mind, and disappeared without a trace, but it seemed that something was left behind.

·

"Mr. Dazai has been a little strange recently."

This is a sentence that everyone in the port mafia has been saying recently.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was passing by, also gave a "cut", curled his lips, and walked into the elevator with the document in his hand.

The staff in the elevator knew that he was going to Mr. Dazai's office, and helped to press the floor early.

"Here, Sister Hongye asked me to bring it."

Zhongyuan Zhongye didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and went in, and the documents were thrown across the distance.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and clamped the document in mid-air with two slaps, preventing the cup on his desk from suffering.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also said: "Two days ago, I was fighting with Daoyi to the death, and today I want to cooperate."

When he said this, he looked a little uncomfortable.

The Daoyi Club is also an old-fashioned chamber of commerce organization in Yokohama. Compared with an organization with strict ties between Hong Kong and black, they are more like a family workshop. The president is not called the boss, but the big brother.

Others are not important, what is important is that they have the means of arms.

Osamu Dazai grinned and said, "It's just to change that gentleman back."

He shook the document in his hand, and he also participated in the cadre's interrogation a little bit.

The cadre they recruited was the sixth eldest in the Daoyi Society, and was the sixth younger brother of their elder brother.

It is impossible for the righteous society to cooperate with them after their brothers were captured by Hong Kong gangsters.

However, the Daoyi Society cannot refuse the request made by the Hong Kong gangsters, otherwise they will sink their sixth son into the sea.

"Besides, their second brother probably never thought that the sixth child can go back alive." Osamu Dazai tapped the paper with his fingertips.

He can fall into the hands of Hong Kong gangsters, who can say that it is not because of internal problems of the Daoyi Society?

Osamu Dazai just played with people's hearts casually.

By the way, put the sixth child back and plant a bomb for the Daoyi Club.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his head, "I really can't figure out why one thing should be so complicated."

As a partner who grew up with Osamu Dazai, he certainly understands how fast Osamu Dazai has grown over the years, and his methods have become more sophisticated and disgusting.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were crescent-shaped, "Because when you're bored, you need to have some fun."

Although such fun is usually based on the pain of others.

But what does it matter to him?

The person who was talking to them was the boss of the Daoyi Club, an old man on the verge of death, followed by his second son, a strong candidate for the next president.

It's just that when the second child came, he was accompanied by a young girl who looked at Osamu Dazai intentionally or unintentionally.

Osamu Dazai recognized at a glance that the girl was from the banquet.

At this moment, he was staring at him with scorching eyes, as if he was about to burn a hole in his body.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Mori Ogai who was sitting at the head of the table.

It's a pity that his boss just glanced at him lightly, and tapped the table with his fingers curled up.

Osamu Dazai touched his nose, sat there for a while, and then sneaked away.

As soon as he walked into the corridor, someone chased after him.

"Mr. Dazai!" A brisk and clear female voice came from behind.

Dazai Osamu's eyes were slightly darkened, and when he turned his head, he had already put on a perfect smile

"Miss Inoue."

Masako Inoue, the daughter of the second brother of the Dogi Club, majored in finance at the University of Tokyo... In an instant, all the information about this woman went through Dazai Osamu's mind.

Masako Inoue said, "Mr. Dazai, please take a step to speak."

Osamu Dazai nodded slightly. As soon as the two entered a tea room, Masako Inoue said, "Mr. Dazai, I am here to seek cooperation."

She held the handbag tightly in her hands, but her eyes were bright.

She said, "My father wants to be the big brother of the club, and I know you can help us."

It's too straightforward.

Dazai thought.I don't know if this kind of straightforwardness is really stupid or fake.

Osamu Dazai said: "This is the business of your Doyoshi Club, I don't have that much ability."

Inoue Masako laughed and said firmly, "You have it."

Osamu Dazai loosened his neckline, noncommittal.

"You helped us, we can also help you."

"Help me?" Osamu Dazai asked, "Help me what?"

"A cadre of the port mafia." Masako Inoue said, "Since the death of Mr. Dazuo, one of the five major cadres of your Hong Kong gang has been vacant, and the next cadre will appear between you and Mr. Zhongyuan."

"As far as I know, the relationship between you and Mr. Zhongyuan doesn't seem to be very good."

Masako Inoue leaned closer to Osamu Dazai bit by bit, her red lips parted slightly, with a seductive air.

"What do you think? Such cooperation."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers on his knees.

The fragrance that only belongs to women gets closer and closer, and Masako Inoue's eyes turn blue for a moment.Osamu Dazai suddenly thought that a long time ago, he was still wandering, and he also smelled a similar smell.

When meeting those kind and beautiful ladies, it means that he will not go hungry today, and maybe he will have a warm place to live.

As long as he wants, he can get what he wants from them.

It is not difficult to be hypocritical, nor is it difficult to be hypocritical.

Some people say that his heart is rotten to the bone, and some people say that he has no heart at all.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, suddenly wondering what Uchiha Wansora was doing?

Normally, when he was eating out, she would definitely take Meiji out to play tricks.

Maybe he went shopping with him on his back and brought back a lot of plush toys.Or they may be staying in a certain corner of the city, listening to street artists singing on the roadside.

But every time they went out, they would bring one to him when they bought a plush toy, although they would still end up on Miki's bed.

Hearing the singing of the tearful artist, he would record it with his mobile phone and share it with him. Although the noise was level ten, the noise of the crowd covered up the singing.

Just when the hands with red nails were about to touch his face, Osamu Dazai grabbed her wrist violently.

Masako Inoue was taken aback when she heard the young man laugh.

"Sorry, Ms. Inoue, I suddenly remembered that the cat at home hasn't been fed yet."

He calmly pushed Inoue Masako away and walked out of the tea room. On the way, he sent a message to the intelligence department of the gangster.

[Masako Inoue, the ability belongs to the direction of charm. 】

Even if the power of a beautiful woman fails, she can still win over a man with her own charm.

It's a pity that he is still a minor who has just passed his 17th birthday and has not even reached the legal marriage age.

When Osamu Dazai entered the house, he sniffed his sleeve, it was fine and smelly, so there was no need for Sora to call Mori Ogai.

As a result, as soon as they entered the door, they saw Uchiha Wansora and Miki sitting face to face, with deep expressions, and there was something called heavy in the air.

Upon hearing his voice, both of them turned to look at him.

Osamu Dazai paused, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Uchiha Wansora and Miki shook their heads, and continued to sit facing each other with deep expressions, as if thinking about some century-old problem.

Osamu Dazai always felt that the problem seemed to be bigger.

He changed his shoes and sat on the big sofa in the middle.He raised his hand and stood up the doll cat on the sofa.

Looking at Miki on the left and Wansora Uchiha on the right, neither of them spoke.

Osamu Dazai moved his Adam's apple, picked up the remote control, and carefully asked, "Can I turn on the TV?"

Uchiha Wanzo waved his hand.

When the TV was turned on, it happened to be a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law TV series. The daughter-in-law found out that her husband was cheating, so she went up and slapped her husband, and rushed out the door.

Osamu Dazai silently turned off the TV.

He secretly glanced at Uchiha Wansora with a serious expression, cleared his throat, and shouted, "Sora-chan!"

"Ok?"

"I recruit."

Uchiha Wansora:? ? ?

What kind of windfall is this?