Welcome to Wenhao Organization

"Recently, after the police's actions, the Wanchonghui, a major criminal organization involved in drug trafficking, human and organ trading and other illegal transactions, has been broken up, and the remnants of the Wanchonghui have fled in all directions. Citizens who find suspicious persons are requested to actively communicate with the police."

"Rep. Kyono announced this morning that he will immediately withdraw from politics and intends to spend all his wealth to make a final contribution to society. The details will be held at a press conference this afternoon."

Today's Morning News is also talking about what she already knew.

Facing the full-length mirror, Kunikida Doppo carefully smoothed every fold of the clothes on her body, and straightened the bow tied under the collar. She tied up her hair, put on the apron, and began to prepare breakfast and bento .

She wakes up earlier than everyone else in the family, it's already her biological clock.

After all, she works at Teidan High School in Mihua Town, Tokyo. The journey from Yokohama to Tokyo requires her to get up early and spend less than an hour, and then it will take some time to make breakfast and bento.

She prefers to eat a warm bento than to make a bento last night and put it in the refrigerator, and then take it out to eat today.

After getting the lunch ready, Kunikida Doppo started to prepare breakfast when he heard the sound of someone approaching.

"Good morning, Kunikida."

Kunikida Doppo turned his head, looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was yawning and putting on a thin coat for himself, and handed her a pair of chopsticks, "Good morning, Chuya, you woke up so early?"

"Well, I'll go and see the development progress of APTX-4869 over there." Nakahara Nakaya took the chopsticks, "And after Dazai took action, retired councilors and businessmen who had lost their fortunes appeared one after another, Karasuma Renye already felt When something is wrong, there are more tasks recently...Did you eat Yangchun noodles this morning?"

"So it will be ready right away. I will put all the bento there. Choose a color you like and take it. No matter how busy you are, you must not forget to eat." Soft-boiled sun eggs and juicy green vegetables.

Zhong Yuanzhong also served a bowl, and when he was standing, he picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's so hot...it's delicious!"

"Eat slowly." Kunikida Doppo was very pleased, "Eat enough and sleep well, Chuya."

"Don't worry." Nakahara Chuya swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and smiled at Kunikida Doppo, showing his sharp canine teeth, "Pay more attention to the situation of that guy Dazai, it's easy for that guy to get serious at first. Depressed."

However, this kind of situation is rare. It basically happened after a month of overtime work and many negotiations with outsiders and psychological warfare. Although Osamu Dazai is a social fear to the outside world, his emotional control is stable enough that they are a little too relieved him.

"Morning... please give me a cup of coffee—" The man they were talking about walked down lazily, and it seemed that he didn't sleep well last night.

Fyodor also happened to go downstairs, and took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator and handed it to Dazai. Dazai drank the milk listlessly, knowing that his own coffee was impossible.

"I'm so sleepy..." Osamu Dazai stuttered, "Wow, my dream is full of the painful convulsions when I was testing the medicine, it's too scary."

"Do you want Jiu Zuo to give you some psychological counseling?" Fyodor said softly, "Or me?"

"I feel like the matter of the Tsushima family is settled." Osamu Dazai sighed, "Forget it, it's not that you don't believe Fyodor-kun, it's true that we always talk wrong when we chat, and I feel like we'll talk about it in the next second. It’s about to subvert the whole of Japan.”

Fyodor was noncommittal.

I'm afraid that the two of them will suddenly be excited to make a final decision while chatting - let's build an ideal world together!

"Then I will wear my cat hat for you?" Fyodor said and took off the hat on his head.

"This is fine." Osamu Dazai felt the warmth on the top of his head, and when Fyodor adjusted, he raised his eyes and asked, "How is it? Is it suitable for me?"

"It's very suitable." Fyodor smiled, and took the hat back, "But it's not suitable for me, so I'll wear it."

"Hey——" Dazai Osamu Banyueyan, "I like this cat cat hat very much."

Fyodor took out a white cat's triangle clip from his pocket, and clipped Osamu Dazai's hair on one side, Osamu Dazai was taken aback.

"It's much cleaner and neater this way." Fyodor touched his chin, and looked at Sakunosuke Oda who came over, "How is it, Ms. Oda?"

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Dazai Osamu who was wearing the iconic black three-piece suit overcoat and red scarf. She thought about it seriously, walked over, walked behind Dazai Osamu, and lightened his red scarf. It went around in a circle, and then tied a beautiful and lovely big bow at the back.

Fyodor gave a thumbs up in the affirmative.

Nakahara also held his own bowl, looked at the noodles while eating, then put down the bowl, removed the light brown tie on his chest, and tied it for Osamu Dazai. Although it would be partially blocked by the scarf, the knot of the tie able to reveal.

Seeing this scene, the other people who came down also began to reform Dazai Osamu.

Verlaine exchanged his white suit coat for Osamu Dazai,

After discussing with Izumi Kyoka, Lan Tang and Izumi Kyoka braided Osamu Dazai's clipped hair into a small braid and clipped it again.

Atsushi Nakajima added a silver pin in the shape of a feather to Osamu Dazai's collar.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stuffed him with an apple, which he nicknamed: "An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

The pitch-black slaughter turned into a shining white slaughter.

"Breakfast!" Kunikida Doppo put the rest on the table.

"it is good--!"

Outside the wide and long willow window, the rain of cherry blossoms flying in the wind under the light of the light sunlight is dyed in a particularly bright and gentle color. Many cherry blossoms fly into the foreign-style building with a little church style through the open windows. Scattered all over the floor.

A large area of ​​roses clinging to the wall of the western mansion is in full bloom, competing with the wisteria to bloom. A few flowers and leaves sneak down the window sill, and large clusters of flowers hang down, and the cool white and purple complement each other.

Osamu Dazai looked at the other chatting friends at the dining table, biting his chopsticks, his face softened unconsciously, and a smile appeared.

"Here." A pair of chopsticks landed on his bowl, followed by a beautifully fried sun egg. Osamu Dazai looked at the other person. The rusty red-haired woman who was wearing a formal suit and was obviously going back to work today said to him. Looking into his eyes, "Eat more to refresh yourself, or do you really want to eat curry?"

"That's what cheers up Odasaku the most, right?" Osamu Dazai laughed.

"Then will it cheer up Dazai?"

This question stumped Osamu Dazai.

"Is it possible? I also like the things that my most important friend likes! But let it be too spicy—" Dazai Osamu replied after thinking carefully, and when he said the last sentence, he showed a bit of bitterness expression.

With the sound of the bottom of the bowl rubbing against the table, a bowl of red bean rice cake soup was pushed in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Akutagawa...?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was sitting opposite Osamu Dazai, raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed slightly, "Miss Kunikida gave me a small stove, but after eating the noodles, I feel a little full... Sweets always cheer me up, but No one needs it now."

Next, Osamu Dazai turned it over with chopsticks, and found that the bottom of his bowl was full of crab meat. He subconsciously looked at Kunikida Doppo, and saw this teacher friend with a serious expression and a particularly serious look, also quietly. look over.

Osamu Dazai: ...

This is really true.

How could it be so uncontrollable?

Osamu Dazai, who was fully charged, was able to do his own thing with full energy.

After breakfast, let's finish the last bit of work!

——"I will leave the political arena immediately! I will never interfere in this matter again! Yes! All my savings over the years will be wiped out! Just like that person in Kyono! Please give me a chance! Mr. Dazai!"

Sugita, who has always been arrogant and looks at people with his nose, never thought that he would have such a day. He knelt on the ground, and for a chance, he climbed forward with all fours to please him.

"Why do some people think that they can turn everything around by kneeling down on their knees and bending down? What do you need hell for? Speaking of which, there is a small hell in hell specially prepared for crimes like yours."

The young man sitting on an office chair that does not belong to him is domineering, and the feeling of suffocation that is difficult to break free stretches like a tightly intertwined blanket, covering every corner of the room. The arc that made one's spine chill, and the book that was flipped page by page in his hand, was like a crime book.

"It's really unpleasant." The tone of the kite-eyed man whose left eye was wrapped in a bandage sank slightly, and Sugita, who was seated in front of him and looked very bloated, was so frightened that his limbs limp and lay on the ground.

"Although in the end I am also a person who will go to hell." Osamu Dazai threw the account book in his hand on the table and stood up, "Some people have to live to pay for what they have done, right? Mr. Sugita."

Osamu Dazai raised his foot and stepped on Sugita's back, and stepped on Sugita who was about to get up again. The pair of kite-colored eyes on his expressionless face surged with distorted and crazy malice. A sense of irony that he was laughing.

"If you let your friends see this scene, it will be a good topic of conversation. Don't blame me. I am stronger than you. This society is the law of the jungle, isn't it? If I didn't kill you, be grateful to Dade, right, fat pig."

Osamu Dazai's words seemed familiar, and Sugita realized that he seemed to be one of the people who had been oppressed and humiliated by him. At this moment, an unprecedented sense of humiliation rose in Sugita's heart and anger that almost burst his heart and lungs Unwilling.

Why what why? !

"Fat pig, how about barking to let me know you're still alive?"

If one day this man falls down, he must pay back a hundred times and a thousand times!

"Verlaine~ Rimbaud~ this guy is so boring." Osamu Dazai's tone suddenly became light, but he pressed heavily on Sugita's heart, "The useless guy made a hole in his head and injected mercury and sank to Tokyo." Bay."

No matter how hearty the picture is in his mind, in reality, in front of the real Osamu Dazai, he really has no power to resist, he can only tremble like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, and endure the humiliation called out.

"Hahahaha! Isn't this what you can do to survive? What are you hypocritical about?"

It was such an extremely familiar sentence again, why was he the one who encountered such a thing? !

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, the air pressure on his body suddenly dropped, and he, who was smiling happily just a moment ago, collapsed at this moment, "Yeah, why?"

This sentence was like the last stone that crushed the straw, Sugita realized that his heart and emotions were firmly controlled by the caregiver in front of him, and he let the other party drag and play.

"Why, you can answer how." The 'why' without a single bit of sexual meaning made Sumita tremble like a sieve, his psychological defense was completely breached, his face was pale, and his pupils seemed to be trapped in a madhouse Ten years of crazy rotation like a madman.

[Why why why why! 】Countless voices full of hatred and resentment, indistinguishable between male and female, overlapped, and it seemed that countless hands stretched out from all directions, grabbing his limbs, skin, and internal organs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry——!!!"

"Hey~ what did you say - sorry? Why did you say?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

He snapped his fingers and watched Sugita calm down, his chest heaving violently. Osamu Dazai stared blankly for a few seconds before he moved his eyes away in disgust, kicked Sugita who was wriggling towards him, and walked towards the door.

After breathing in the fresh air, Osamu Dazai touched the red scarf he had untied, feeling a little regretful, after all, it looked too cute with such a big and cute bow tied on it.

Osamu Dazai, who was used to being praised by his friends and who was completely different from the evil spirit even with a bow tie in the eyes of others, thought to himself, Ran Tang who was by his side reached out and re-tied the scarf for him.

"Let's leave it like this for the time being. Our family's Dazai is the cutest." Lan Tang smiled slightly, "My department is not as good as Oda's... There is still something to be solved today? Just solve it later .”

"No need." Osamu Dazai, who was now bluish and black, gathered the scarf that was tied with a bow tie again, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up in a soft arc, "I don't need to find the next one, it's already the last one. "So there is no need to untie it.

The more I see, the more I can discover how much of the rotten part of Japanese politics occupies.

It’s no wonder that Ango Sakaguchi and Tetsusu Suehiro have been so busy since the reform began. It’s easy to remove the carrion, but the main reason is that it takes more energy for them to connect the follow-up vital forces.

Sometimes they can't help but wonder, why are they doing so much?What are they busy with?

Then they realized that the more corrective the guy is, the more he can make them feel excited, no matter how extreme and terrible the method is, it doesn't matter, whether it is torture or coercion, it will make the twisted and dirty guy tremble and change his past. , very valuable and interesting.

They are not gentle with the methods of this country, they can even be said to be too strong and unreasonable, and they are using their tough wrists to forcefully break it in the direction they want to change.

Although they don't want to admit it, they look very much like the protagonist Ghost Lantern in "The Lengche of Ghost Lantern", shaking S unconsciously, are very interested in the existence of correction value, and if they can correct it with pain, the first choice It will be violence.

[Since it is hell, let's use violent means to solve it. 】

The words of the Lord Ghost Lantern describe their current actions exactly.

"Then let's go to Kubuto to see Gotake Akai together?" Verlaine suddenly showed a particularly friendly side, and suggested to Osamu Dazai, "He doesn't dare to really see Mary now, and he is still hiding in disguise. Near Mary, their child Sera Masumi is ready to enter Teidan High School."

"I think it would be very interesting to take Haneda Hideyoshi at this time." Lan Tang smiled, "But Haneda Hideyoshi is now competing for the seventh consecutive championship with his brother Haneda Koji, just like Go blood, so it is not easy to disturb."

It's plastic stuff.