Dazai Cat's Amazing Journey

Everything went as expected.

Yokohama is in chaos, walking on the road, maybe you will encounter a big battle between people with different abilities.Walking on the road, it is already considered lucky to be hit by bricks, tiles, earth and stones to the injured.Ordinary people are afraid to go out at all, shopping malls are closed, schools are on holiday, and everything has temporarily come to a standstill.

In a quiet city, only the destruction caused by supernatural powers.

Silent complaints are pervasive.

It was three bloody days, the most dangerous in Yokohama in decades.

All kinds of supernatural organizations in the world are watching, planning, and thinking about whether they should come to Yokohama to get involved. After all, the legendary fetish is too tempting.

Under the check and balance of many factors, these organizations unanimously chose to sit on the sidelines, waiting for the Yokohama incident to end before jumping out to share the cake.

The authorities were pressured from all sides, and out of desperation, they had no choice but to let Yokohama continue to be chaotic.I don't know whether to say that I am incompetent or that I understand the situation.

Fyodor looked at the chaotic Yokohama from a high place, smiled emotionlessly, and sighed to the cat on his shoulder: "Did you see it? This world is full of sins."

Maomao slapped it up, and Tuosi subconsciously avoided it, and one person and one cat rolled over and fell down.

But it happened to dodge a bullet.

……

In the dark room, a touch of red came out.

Dazai had documents on his lap, and in his hand was a pen given by an organization during a certain negotiation.The fountain pen is a very expensive brand. It is said that it is still a limited edition, and only a few are released worldwide.It looks beautiful and feels good in the hand.Dazai played very casually. If the pen was smashed on the ground, it would be useless. If things are not used, no matter how expensive they are, they are meaningless.

Ah, anyway, the organization that gave gifts to get closer had already been destroyed by him.

"Sister Hongye, you're here."

He greeted the golden red behind him without looking back.

The red figure left the darkness and appeared in the dim light.The gorgeous kimono, the delicate hair bun, and the blood-stained red umbrella in his hand are all incompatible with this black scene.It is as dazzling as a blood-stained flower in the dark, dangerous and charming.If the flower in the mirror is a flower bud that is quietly waiting to be released, then this one is a flower that has already fully bloomed.

Koye Ozaki, one of the five former cadres of the Port Mafia.

There was a smile on Hongye's face, her makeup was exquisite and impeccable, but no matter how she looked at it, she was a little ironic.

"Dazai-kun, ah no, the leader of Dazai, why did you call back this retired concubine?"

Not long after Dazai came to power, and after Yokohama stabilized, Momiji retired under an excuse.She has no feelings for the new port of Mafia, and Mr. Mori passed away suddenly, and Chuya can already be alone.No more worries, Hongye's heart became a little cold.

She is a cadre and has mastered many secrets of the mafia. Originally, this kind of person thought it was impossible to get a smooth ending. If they flourish in the dark, they will naturally wither in the dark.But who gave her absolute force?

No one wants to face a golden Yaksha.

Besides, the new leader also agreed to Hongye's departure.

Before leaving, Dazai promised her that he would manage the Mafia well, maintain the peace in Yokohama, and not let Yokohama fall into chaos again.Because of all kinds of experiences, Sister Hongye still hates war and injury very much.

But what is Dazai doing now?

She sneered, and put her hand on the sword in the umbrella.

"Could it be that the port Mafia can't beat the opponent now, and you want to ask my concubine to come back to save the field?"

The sword in the umbrella was slightly unsheathed, and the golden yaksha was looming, revealing a murderous aura that was so thick and stinging.

"Mr. Dazai, aren't you afraid that my concubine will take your head out right now?"

Dazai has disqualification in the world, and the power of the golden Yaksha is ineffective against him.But with his rubbish physical skills, coupled with his fragile body that has been exhausted for many years, Hongye can send him to the underworld with a flick of a finger.Make sure it's clean and tidy, at most it's just a little more blood on the carpet.

Facing Momiji's threat, Dazai just smiled lightly.

In a trance, Hongye seemed to see the former Mori Ogai, and the temperament of the two overlapped strangely.

But it was different after all.

"Sister Hongye, if you want to do something, please read this document first. After reading it, it's up to you."

Dazai threw the document on his lap, and Momiji caught it firmly.She hesitated a little, not knowing what Dazai was going to do.

But soon, her brows and eyes stretched.

It is futile to speculate on the other party's thoughts in front of someone like Dazai.

She put away the sword in the umbrella, sat opposite Dazai, and began to look through the documents.The red nails twisted the paper, looking enchanting and dangerous.Hongye seemed extremely relaxed, but Dazai knew that Miss Hongye in this state was extremely sensitive to external stimuli, as long as he made any abnormal movements, he would be instantly killed.

The only sound left in the room was the rustling of papers being turned.

Hongye looked very slowly, and the speed of flipping her fingers became slower and slower.

Dazai interjected at the right time: "Is it because the light is too dim, do you need me to brighten it up?"

"No need." It was a voice that seemed to kill someone.

"Okay then." Dazai shrugged, but he pulled the ligament quite a bit, and a soreness spread up, and he couldn't help but "hiss".He has kept this sitting position for too long, and he often looks down at the documents. He hasn't exercised much to relax, his muscles are stiff, and his ligaments are not working well.He might be the nerdest person in Yokohama.

Usually, there will be someone to supervise him.

Dazai-san, be careful with a herniated disc in the lumbar area.

Mr. Dazai, the light is too dim, please brighten it up, it's good for your eyes.

Dazai-san, move your shoulders, it won't waste time.

These are the jobs I should do.

Yin's appearance is very gentle, his voice is also very soft, but his tone of voice is very flat, so flat that it is almost impossible to hear the meaning of concern in these words, as if they are just routine.She was born in a slum, grew up in the mafia, and was the secretary of the leader of Dazai. She has seen all kinds of things in the world, and she has cultivated an indifferent demeanor that doesn't care about everything.

She cared about his Yin coldly, which was quite cute.Dazai rubbed his shoulders, his mind wandering.

Yin is a good girl, and she will definitely have a good ending.

"Snapped."

The sound of paper being thrown heavily on the ground.

"Dazai-kun, you..."

Hongye's face was extremely tangled.

"The concubine will not agree to such a thing."

Dazai woke up from his fugue, moved his fingers from his shoulders to his heart, and then put them under his chin for support.

"Oh? Sister Hongye, I have never failed in what I want to do."

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and the sword in the umbrella nailed the document to the ground, and the blade penetrated into the floor.

"Dazai-kun, have you ever thought about being a concubine in this matter? Have you thought about the port of Mafia? Have you thought about Yokohama?" Hong Ye tightly clenched the sword in her hand, no longer elegant, "You, have you thought about yourself? ?”

Dazai accepted Momiji's question with a smile.

"Big Sister Hongye, I've naturally considered all these things. I've made up my mind, so there's no need to persuade me. No matter if you promise or not, big sister, I will do this."

He looked at the window covered by the black curtain with distant eyes.

"I also want a perfect ending for everyone, and death is perfect for me."

Hongye looked at him deeply: "Dazai-kun, why?"

Dazai showed a brisk smile, and suddenly said in a mischievous tone, "Miss Hongye, that book is in my hand."

Hongye's face changed drastically, and she subconsciously looked around to see if there was anyone around.She frowned tightly, and silently reprimanded Dazai, she shouldn't have said such a thing so rashly.It's not about trust, it's about caution.

"So it has to end like that..."

Hongye stared at him.

"After I die, the turmoil will not end, and the port Mafia will be taken over by Zhongya. But the slug's brain is full of violence, and it hasn't grown much after so many years. Port Mafia needs to be taken care of by Sister Hongye. For specific things, I think the document It has been clearly written, and what Sister Hongye said can definitely be resolved. Sister Hongye, you will not reject me, will you?"

"you......"

"Sister Hongye, you also want everyone to have a happy ending. It's a pity for a girl like Silver to stay in Mafia at the port." Dazai played the emotional card.

Hongye can also be regarded as one of the people who watched Yin grow up. As an elder, she can be said to love Yin very much, and taught her many assassination techniques to protect herself.At the beginning, I even wondered if Dazai had some strange hobbies, otherwise why would he pick up a young girl and come back alone.

Knowing that Yin was an orphan picked up from the slums, Hongye took her to see a better life, dressed Yin up beautifully, and tasted tea and baked together.

"Yin, girls should love themselves, be pretty, and have the ability to protect themselves."

Yin's makeup technique was also taught by Sister Hongye.

Until now, Hongye still gives Yin some clothes and jewelry every year.

Momiji really wanted to take Gin away at first, but Gin was very determined to stay by Dazai's side and help Dazai, and she respected Gin's decision.

There are mirror flowers.Yasha Baixue, golden Yasha, what a similar ability.Hongye sees herself in Jinghua, a tragedy that is similar but not the same.

But Xiao Jinghua at least met Dun, a really gentle person.Hongye used to be very worried that Kyoka would fly to the flame because of this gentleness, and worried that the white-haired boy had bad intentions.

Fortunately, Dun should really care about Kyunghwa, although it has not reached the level of love.At least it is worth entrusting.

Yin and Jinghua are both happier than her. Although they are also flowers in the dark, they both found a beam of light in their lives and grasped it firmly.

The light did not burn them, nor did it abandon them.

"Mr. Dazai, I promise you." After a while, Hong Ye slowly said this sentence, with a sigh mixed in.

Silver, Kyoka, Atsushi, Chuya, and... Dazai, these children have all grown up.

Dazai's expression brightened: "I knew Hongye sister would definitely agree! Then everything depends on... um!"

Hongye suddenly leaned closer and hugged Dazai.

"Then Dazai-kun, what about you?" Do you want to base everyone's happiness on your pain?

There seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Hongye used to think that Dazai had grown up, but now it seems that maybe he hasn't.Osamu Dazai will always be like a child.In fact, Hongye herself is also in a hothead. Who would treat the leader of Mafia at the port as a child who has not grown up?But after reading the plan, Hongye felt that there was an emotion in her heart that needed to be vented, and if she didn't vent it, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Dazai froze completely, completely.

Such a direct transmission of temperature made him want to escape, but Hongye's embrace made him unable to escape.

Really, the heat that is both frightening and joyful is as hot as burning people.

Finally, he relaxed and spoke softly.

"Sister Hongye, it's okay. It's not a painful thing."

"Perhaps it can be called happiness."

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, the leader can't be killed.It's hard to write about the ending, let me think about how to save him.Leave a comment for some inspiration!

The leader of all can't write, so he can only try his best to make everyone treat the leader very well.

I don't want to be a person who is in a high position, counts everything, and everyone fears and fears.

I want people to care about him, no matter what the situation, there will always be people who care about him.

Never be so hopeless.