Dazai climbed Mount Kongtong overnight

Five months later.

The boss's office on the top floor of the Port Mafia building.

The interior configuration of the chief's office, which is said to be comparable to a military center, is also equipped with the world's top luxury and luxury, but all of these are hidden in layers of thick, gnawing darkness.

As the leader, Osamu Dazai doesn't like to turn on too many lights, and usually only turns on the lights on the desk, and since he took office, he hasn't been powered on through the wall to let the outside light come in, so the leader's office has always been Maintaining such a dark and quiet environment puts even more pressure on other people.

And the owner of this room, the leader Osamu Dazai, put even more pressure on people.

Even the leader's secretary, Akutagawa Gin, subconsciously breathes lightly, showing great respect and caution.

However, this does not include the Central Plains.

"Gin, don't move, I'll take a picture for you." Osamu Dazai suddenly raised a camera and said to Akutagawa Gin who had just entered the door.

The girl in a black suit and a long black ponytail froze holding a pile of documents.

Although she was at a loss, she was still well-trained to maintain her movements steadily at the moment when the leader spoke. She was agile and didn't even sway. It is conceivable that she is not a simple clerical worker.

"Crack!" Osamu Dazai pressed the shutter, and the flash of the camera lighted up the dim room for a brief moment, which also brought back the stunned Nakahara Chuya.

"What do you want to do?" Nakahara Chuya stretched out a vein on his forehead.

"I just want to take a photo of Yin. How can Yin be so beautiful without leaving a photo? What? Are you jealous? Then I'll take one for you too?" Dazai said, turning to Nakahara Nakahara Also "click" also came one.

"Varied--"

"Wow, what a masterpiece, this surprised and angry expression." Dazai Osamu looked at the camera and exclaimed, "It is simply a famous painting worth tens of billions."

"Bastard Dazai! Give me the camera! Delete it quickly!!!" The furious Nakahara Chuya completely failed.

"If you don't give it, how can you snatch the leader's things, Chuya?" Osamu Dazai hid the camera behind his back.

Zhong Yuanzhong also almost gritted his teeth, and glared at the smiling black-haired young man with blue eyes, but in the end he didn't directly hold down the man and beat him up, grabbed the camera and deleted the photo.

Akutagawa Gin was used to it, and walked in as if he hadn't seen anything and put the documents on the desk.

"Thank you, Yin." Osamu Dazai put away the camera under Nakahara Chuya's stare, and smiled at Akutagawa Yin who stood quietly and bowed his head, "Don't worry, I won't let this photo fall into the hands of others of."

But how could her brother count as "someone else"?

"Of course, Chuya's is different. I want to print a huge photo and frame it and stick it on the wall to enjoy every day." Dazai Osamu applauded his own idea, then turned to ask the owner of the photo, "What do you think of Chuya?" ?”

"I want to kill you." Nakahara Chuya hardened his fist, "Are you courting death?"

"That won't work." Osamu Dazai laughed, "Not yet."

Zhong Yuanzhong no longer had any reaction to his mysterious and strange words, he just rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and continued to endure his desire to beat his boss with a punch.

After Akutagawa Yin left, Osamu Dazai picked up one of the documents and handed it to Chuya Nakahara.

"What?" Zhong Yuan was still angry, took it fiercely but obediently and began to look at it.

Osamu Dazai leaned forward, propped his elbows on the table and crossed his fingers against his chin, smiling: "A task, a task that probably only you can complete now."

"Chuya, I will trouble you to go on a business trip this time." He said softly, "It's okay, it will be over soon, it will be over soon."

Zhongyuan Zhong also flipped through the documents, frowned, and looked at him disapprovingly: "I don't have to do this, right? It's okay to let your guerrilla leader go? I'm going on a business trip abroad for a month? What are you kidding? What will you do here? What if someone attacks and assassinates? Can other people protect you? The things over there are nothing compared to your safety? Are you going to do it again? Are you going to trick me?"

"No matter how you say it, Atsushi is also an Omega, it's still a bit dangerous in that place." Osamu Dazai said helplessly as if he was messing around, but skipped another topic.

Chuya Nakahara choked, he really forgot that Atsushi Nakajima was an Omega, in fact, most people probably forgot, they only remembered the terrifying title of White Death.

He was finally persuaded by Osamu Dazai.

"Before I kill you, don't die at someone else's hands." Nakahara Nakahara stared at the black-haired, kite-eyed young man seriously for two seconds before leaving, and then slowly called out the title, "Bastard Dazai!" .”

Osamu Dazai looked at him, then smiled softly.

"Of course," he said.

Suicide or something, of course it doesn't count as death at the hands of others, Dazai Zhizhi thought confidently.

The wind blew the long red scarf on the shoulders of the black-haired young man, and the bright red floated up and cut a dazzling red line between the two, as if completely dividing the two into two different worlds.

The color of the red scarf was so dazzling, as if it had taken away all the vitality of Osamu Dazai, the face of the black-haired young man became even paler.

The extreme red, black and white constitute an ominous warning map.

Nakahara also suddenly felt a strong sense of unease, wanting to stretch out his hand to press down the red scarf, wanting to grab Osamu Dazai who seemed to be flying away lightly.

But after all, he still didn't do that, and instead spurned himself.

Wouldn't it be because he hasn't been away from Dazai for so long that he has some unspeakable uneasiness?No, no, no, that bastard Dazai must not know about it!

Chuya Nakahara left, but he wasn't too worried about Osamu Dazai's safety.

Even if people all over the world tell him that Osamu Dazai is dead, Nakahara will not believe it, he will think that "death" is just a part of Dazai's plan, and he will personally give that bastard who likes to make troubles One punch will do.

Chuya Nakahara's trust in Osamu Dazai may be far beyond his imagination. Although he always said he was worried about Osamu Dazai's safety, and talked about Osamu Dazai's death every day, he was the most unlucky person in the world. Those who believed that Osamu Dazai would really die.

Have you never heard of the scourge for thousands of years?

Even if everyone in the world is dead, that guy won't die, right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also could not think of anyone who could really kill Osamu Dazai, that guy would definitely not die easily.

How to put it this way, even if something dangerous and difficult to deal with happened, he must die first, not the mackerel.

Nakahara never thought about the possibility that Osamu Dazai would die.

It has been a long time since Atsushi Nakajima was summoned into the chief's office alone to meet Mr. Dazai and talk to Mr. Dazai.

But even if there was no one else this time, Mr. Dazai, who faced him alone, also had no easing attitude.

The black-haired young man's iris without warmth was as deep as black, and when his gaze swept over him, he showed no emotion, and pushed a small envelope over indifferently and full of leader's majesty.

"Mr. Dazai, this is...?" Atsushi Nakajima still stubbornly called Mr. Dazai. Although he couldn't get a response, the other party didn't force him to correct the name, so he could only be called the leader, right?

"A letter, I need Atsushi to deliver it to this place." Dazai Osamu gave him another small note.

Atsushi Nakajima picked it up to look at the detailed address, and finally fixed his gaze on the last name.

"Armed detective agency?" Atsushi Nakajima looked up at Osamu Dazai in surprise.

Osamu Dazai was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, he was still indifferent and unshakable.

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary letter, not a challenge to start a war." He seemed to be amused by himself as he spoke, and his mood improved, and the atmosphere became gentler.

"By the way, there is a whirlpool coffee shop downstairs in the detective agency. It is said to be very delicious. I recommend you to try it by the way." At this time, the young man even seemed to have returned to his gentle and caring appearance before "graduation".

"Okay, I will definitely go and taste it!" Nakajima Atsushi's eyes lit up instantly, "Is there anything Mr. Dazai wants to eat? Shall I bring it back to Mr. Dazai?"

If his tiger ears and tail were still there, it must have immediately changed from a drooping state to a protruding one, shaking and shaking wildly.

Osamu Dazai refused: "I don't need it, there is nothing suitable for me over there."

Atsushi Nakajima's invisible tail and ears drooped again.

"By the way, Atsushi, how are you getting along with Kyoka?" Osamu Dazai changed the subject.

Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously followed his train of thought and replied: "Xiao Jinghua is really good. Although she is young and has not trained for a long time, she is really good. She grows at an amazing speed, calm and strong, and is more courageous than me." Small and impulsive is far more powerful. There have been several times where, without her help, I would have been in some troublesome danger of being injured."

"So, I'm not surprised that Mr. Dazai pays more attention to Kyoka now." Atsushi Nakajima's tone was unexpectedly calm and firm, "But I will not give up, I will work harder, and become stronger little by little , so Mr. Dazai please keep watching me."

"I won't disappoint Mr. Dazai," he said.

Dazai was stunned.

After a few seconds, the black-haired, kite-eyed young man burst out laughing suddenly, his indifferent mask broke the ice, revealing the elusive but palpable tenderness hidden underneath.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." Dazai Osamu smiled happily, "Atsushi has really grown up."

"I think you can graduate from me too," he said.

Atsushi Nakajima was still thinking about Mr. Dazai until he was sitting in the coffee shop downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency and waiting to order.

He thought that he did not work hard to become stronger in order to graduate from Mr. Dazai.

On the contrary, he worked so hard just to stay with Mr. Dazai and get more attention from him, not to be independent from Mr. Dazai.

But he knew he couldn't say that, otherwise Mr. Dazai would definitely be disappointed, maybe he would return to his indifferent and strict attitude towards him again, that wouldn't work...

Just when the white-haired boy's mind was full of Mr. Dazai who was too complicated to grasp and grasp, the door of the coffee shop was opened again, and a black-haired boy walked in.

In fact, he should be called a youth. He is already 20 years old, but because of his life in the slums and his body entangled by illness when he was a child, he looks very thin, like a slender teenager.

A young man named Akutagawa Ryunosuke walked over and sat next to the white-haired boy, and told the boss to have a cup of coffee as before, and the boss had prepared a cup of coffee for him.

Sensing the danger of the other party, Atsushi Nakajima had already become vigilant and curious, but he didn't look directly at it, but just observed it from the corner of his eye. At the same time, his coffee arrived.

Almost in unison, the two began to crazily put sugar cubes into the coffee.

Noticing each other's movements, both of them were taken aback for a moment, then turned their heads and looked at each other.

The slightly frozen atmosphere of vigilance dissipated in an instant.

Because of their special experience in slums and orphanages, it was the first time for the two of them to meet someone who had such a good conversation with them, and they could pick up most of the topics. This is a very rare experience, which made their atmosphere very harmonious. friendly.

Until Ryunosuke Akutagawa saw the letter in Atsushi Nakajima's hand and saw the photo of Gin Akutagawa inside.

The atmosphere froze in an instant, then exploded suddenly when it dropped to freezing point.

The supernatural Rashomon exploded like a storm with an astonishing murderous aura.

"Who asked you to send it here? Is it that man?!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke yelled frantically, "That man in black! What did he do to my younger sister?! Who the hell is he???"

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the port mafia office, closed the book after watching the whole process.

Thus, the second step of HE, putting Atsushi and Akutagawa together, was also completed.