Sente Eiji's Black Friday

--I see.

The first time I saw Osamu Dazai, I understood why a kid like him, who is very similar to me in mind, was tricked into the port of Mafia by Mori Ogai.

A child who is confused and looking for redemption is more deluded than a child who has always known what is most important to him.

Oh, what a pity.If it's such a deceived child, then there's nothing wrong with following the old man's wishes and taking care of him more.

——Those thoughts ended when the kid blurted out that he was going to kill me.

My smile froze for a second, and then I covered my heart in shock and took a step back: "What, what! There are people who are indifferent to my affinity with Mrs. Eiji, and even have murderous intentions when they meet for the first time...!"

And what did he just say? "Your name is Eiji too"?Are you trying to kill me because my name is Eiji?Is there a cat disease!Eiji-sama, my name is the only precious thing that followed me into this world besides memory. No one can have any objection to my name! !

——What a stinky brat!Not cute at all!Master Eiji, I don't want to take care of him anymore!

I was so busy grieving that I naturally ignored Chuya's pursuit of the uncute kid who exploded completely.

What?I was thinking just now that I can't let the two major cadres fight for me on the first day of employment?

Hehe, how can this kind of boring consideration compare to my hurt heart.

"Hey, you."

Just when I was ruthlessly thinking about how to make that kid named Osamu Dazai understand that it is important to respect others, the kid's voice just rang in my ears.

I squinted, staring at the oncoming fist.

"Ahahaha, if you really cherish this person, you should be careful, Chuya."

Osamu Dazai, who scurried from my left to right like a nimble fish, smiled provocatively, glanced provocatively at Chuya, who was about to stop at the last moment, and looked at me again with eyes like the entrance of an abyss, smiling Deep and cool.

"Otherwise, your most precious thing will be destroyed by others if you are not careful..."

"Tai-zai--!!" Zhong also let out a hoarse roar like a beast whose scales had been touched, and was about to grab him, but Dazai turned around and avoided it.

Two immature children whose combined mental age may be less than six years old began to circle around me, and I couldn't help but show my dead eyes in the middle, trying to stop this farce: "Okay, Chuya, my strength Don't you understand? No one can hurt me."

"That's not necessarily true." Osamu Dazai answered me ahead of Chuya, with a strong mockery flashing between his brows, "Misfortune always comes without warning, a brainless slug like Chuya, something that wants to protect Eventually it all goes away from him, and the facts show that, doesn't it?"

The moment I said those words, I saw Chuya's pupils shrunk fiercely, revealing a sore and distressing expression as if the wound he had licked alone was mercilessly torn open and exposed to the light of the sky.

But it was only for a moment, he covered everything with indifference, stopped in front of me like guarding the last treasure, and held me tightly, his voice was extremely hoarse: "...Only Brother Ying, I will never let him Any harm. Even if I sacrifice my life, I will protect him."

"It's not convincing." Osamu Dazai sneered sarcastically. He seemed to know something about Chuya. When he said this, his tone was very firm, and he seemed to have expected Chuya's reaction. , the final result will still become like the "sheep" at that time, right? "

Chuya's face turned pale, and his panicked eyes immediately turned to me.

"Like "sheep" back then? "

I repeated this sentence slowly, looked at Osamu Dazai thoughtfully, then looked at Chuuya comfortingly, raised my hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Chuya, what does this mean?"

Chuya's whole body tensed up, he clenched his fists so he didn't dare to meet my eyes, he opened and closed his mouth for a long while without being able to speak.

"He has no face to tell you about this." Osamu Dazai drew his lips full of malice, and approached me like a child who couldn't wait to reveal the secret trick after a successful prank. king"--"

When I heard that I met his dark eyes, I was not surprised that he knew this name.

There is a first generation of "sheep". This is something that only the Yokohama locals of the previous generation may know. After all, I have deliberately blocked my information before leaving Yokohama.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Osamu Dazai, who was adopted by Mori Ogai after I left, to know about the first "King of Sheep".

But by coincidence, there is such a "previous generation" beside him, who is still the "previous generation" who is still envious of my talents.

——I know, before my background was exposed, that old fox Mori Ogai had always regarded me as the most perfect diamond, secretly trying to turn me into his loyal pocket knife.

It's a pity that I have a grandfather whose identity can cause absolute oppression to him, which made him have to give up on me, and watched me cry to be a policeman.

And according to the rumors I've heard, the kid in front of me named Osamu Dazai is undoubtedly Mori Ogai's new pocket knife.

It is not boastful to say that Osamu Dazai is very smart. Among the people I have met, he is the only smart person who can be compared with me. It doesn't satisfy Mori Ogai, a man who is greedy and insatiable.

Moreover, there are obviously many uncontrollable factors on Osamu Dazai, such as his excessively barren eyes, such as the bandages on his body.

And I, (because I'm so good at acting) are much easier to control than him.

If Mori Ogai didn't feel that there was a big gap between the two disciples before and after, how could Osamu Dazai's tone of mentioning the "King of Sheep" in the first generation be so familiar and full of malice?

Obviously, this is a child who is very sad on the surface but is actually arrogant. To have such an attitude towards me, Mori Ogai might tell my story in front of him every day or two, and lament "If 'that child' is still In..." right?

As for why I can be sure that I am the first-generation "King of Sheep"...

It's very simple, just start here.

I don't know what's going on with the "sheep" now, Grandpa Cheap and the little gangster only told me that Zhongya joined the port Mafia three years ago.

However, based on Chuya's loyal dog character and the reactions of the two people in front of him... the ending of "Sheep" may not be so good.

Only in this way can we explain why Zhongya dare not look at me directly, and why he has such an overprotective attitude towards me-because I am the only one left.

And Osamu Dazai, who is familiar with the matter of "sheep", can naturally deduce that I am the first generation "King of Sheep" who made him be compared for a long time based on Chuya's overprotection and my skills.

All of the above are easy to infer. The only thing that puzzles me is why Osamu Dazai would act like he knows me but doesn't know me.

...Well, but I am clear about the reason why he suddenly attacked Zhongye with such hurtful words, after all, he has already said——

He wants me dead.

"No, no need."

I thought about all the stakes in the blink of an eye, raised my hand to hug Chuya's shoulder comfortingly, smiled and said to Osamu Dazai, who was full of optimism, "I don't want to hear an outsider talking nonsense about the sheep. It is enough for Yuzhong to tell me. "

As soon as these words came out, Chuya immediately looked at me with wide eyes, while Osamu Dazai hid his exaggerated but fake smile, and stared at me coldly with his single eyes like withered leaves.

I smiled and said that I had fully understood his purpose: "Excuse me, what is this Dazai-kun trying to do when he hints so vitriolicly that I can't protect me?"

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, and said with a sneer, so what if you see it through: "Of course, I suggest that you don't ruin yourself blindly. Don't be Chuya's direct subordinate. How about coming to my subordinates? They are all people who don't need to go out to work." simple job."

"Huh?! Dazai, what are you talking about in your sleep, you bastard——"

"Hehehe Dazai-kun was joking, I am born to be lively, and I don't want to be unable to do field work at all."

I smirked and held down the little firecracker in my arms, and complained with my eyes that I would only agree to you if I was mentally ill, pretending that I couldn't see that you wanted me to kill me justifiably.By the way——

"Dazai-kun, have we met before?" I finally asked this question.

At this point in the conversation (exploration), I also have some clues about the situation: Osamu Dazai and Chuya are not in a very normal state now, one is unusually sharp, the other is unusually irritable, and the cause it's all me.

I can understand the reason why my little orange dog is particularly irritable and defensive after reuniting after a long absence, but Dazai Osamu has murderous intentions towards me, but he seems to be attached to me, so that he is a little unconsciously targeting Chuya. But still don't understand.

In my memory, there has never been Dazai Osamu. I am sure we are only meeting for the first time, so the problem can only be...before I time travel?

Not right, I am six years older than him, how old was Osamu Dazai when I crossed over?Maybe he is still breastfeeding, how many things can he remember.

I couldn't get the answer after thinking about it, so I didn't like being a riddle person at all, so I asked directly.

Osamu Dazai's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes that were not wrapped in bandages seemed to be looking at me, but they didn't seem to be looking at me.

After a while, he pulled out a cold smile and walked towards me with his hands in his pockets.

Chuya immediately stood in front of me on guard, and I patted his shoulder reassuringly but didn't move away, the hostility in his eyes deepened instead.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about him, he just walked past me with a cold expression. The moment he passed by, he suddenly asked without answering, "What's your last name?"

"? Natsume." I didn't think there was anything to hide, so I answered in a puzzled manner.

"Natsume..." Osamu Dazai bit the syllable lightly, hummed softly with unknown meaning, and stared straight at me with heavy eyes, "You really don't want to be my subordinate?"

I thought to myself, what's the use of thinking about it, and sure enough, the next second, Osamu Dazai gave me an evil smile, and Kazuka also said at the same time:

"It's useless if you don't want to."

"Of course he doesn't want to!"

The air was silent for a second, and then Osamu Dazai curled his lips when he saw me calm down, and Chuya was trembling with anger: "Osamu Dazai! You bastard has a limit!! Don't you already have Akutagawa under your hand?!"

"Akutagawa?" Osamu Dazai looked away from me, and said indifferently, "I've had enough of him, let him go to the guerrilla army."

"you--!!"

"If you're really not convinced, try to become a cadre within today, a quasi-cadre in the Central Plains. If that happens, I won't be able to take action against the person you fancy."

Perhaps because he didn't want to get involved with Nakaya anymore, Osamu Dazai moved out of his position impatiently to suppress others, and then he didn't even like it, he reached out and firmly grasped my wrist, his eyes were dark with no emotion , conveying suffocating pressure.

"Starting tomorrow, don't forget to report to me."

He said in a soft tone.

Yo, this brat looks quite decent when he threatens people.

It's a pity, Mr. Eiji, I like to say no to this kind of brat who thinks he is the smartest in the world.

I showed a bright smile that couldn't see my eyes, and broke free from his hand with a "snap", then took off the bug that had stuck to my cuff at some time, and smashed it into pieces with a "snap" under the gloomy gaze of the young man opposite.

"I'm so sorry, Dazai-kun, as a person, I hate others threatening me, monitoring me, and trying to control me."

I threw the broken bug at his feet, took a step back and stood beside Chuya, and said straightforward and ruthless words with crooked eyebrows: "You are the kind of person I hate the most, I will never choose you Be my boss. But you and Zhong don’t have to argue anymore, I’ve decided to join your organization’s Black Lizard.”

"Black lizard? Why—" Zhongye was still cute and proud when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he frowned again when he heard the second half, subconsciously wanting to ask me why.

I gave him a look, and he choked up slightly, so he had no choice but to hold back his doubts and obediently shut his mouth.

Only then did I withdraw my gaze in satisfaction, and looked at Osamu Dazai again.

"Most annoying...?" The black-haired young man repeated the word inaudibly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so constricted that it was almost invisible, and there was some kind of emotion that was about to collapse in his empty and desolate eyes.

At this moment, this thin young man exuded an astonishing aura of destruction. For the first time, he looked at me with eyes that completely faded from the inexplicable trance, as if he had turned on the switch of some malicious assembly.

Facing him like this, the surrounding mafia gangsters were too frightened to show their air, Lian Zhong also held my hand in fear, and looked at his partner cautiously with blue eyes.

I took a panoramic view of these people's performances, and felt more or less a little bit of interest.

It seems that this Dazai-kun is really like me-I mean in terms of brains and terrifying methods.

Then, on the first day of joining the job, I can deflate the Dazai cadre that everyone fears, surely I can gain respect in the shortest time, right?

I was making small calculations in my heart, and I didn't even intend to hide that I was using Osamu Dazai.

For some reason, I inexplicably like watching this child change his face, and I feel happy every time I see it-this kind of psychology may be compared to your wish to see a bear child who lacks social beatings really being beaten, and then you can relieve your anger Under the watchful eyes, the arrogance was extinguished, crying and chirping.

In short, I want to see Osamu Dazai cry.

——Hiss, there seems to be something wrong?

Forget it, anyway, my task is to pick him out of Hong Kong and Hei, and there is a high probability that he will have nothing to do with it in the future, so I can do it according to my own mind.

I made up my mind happily, and didn't intend to reflect on whether my bad taste had worsened again, so I just hugged Zhong and was about to leave: "That's it, goodbye Dazai-kun, I will teach you more when I meet you at work~ "

There was a moment of silence behind, and then Osamu Dazai's sinister voice came: "Do you think you can really go to the black lizard?"

"Well, of course I can." I turned my head to look at him, and pointed to the top of my head, "If you don't believe me, you can ask that person."

Osamu Dazai understood instantly that I meant Mori Ogai would choose me between me and him.His face completely sank, terrifying like a dark cloud before a storm.

This expression pleased me very much, and made me look at it a few more times in a good mood. Then I turned around with a smile, took off Chuya's hat and rubbed his hair: "Yo Nishi Chuya! Take me to the Yokohama Biggest Play in the casino for a while, and then let's go cook!"

"Wait, Brother Ying! Don't rub my head like a child...!"

Zhong also complained to me helplessly, also looked back, and then pulled out a triumphant smile like a winner.

"—So, Mr. Mori really intends to do what he wants?"

In the office on the top floor of the Hong Kong-Hei Building, the black-haired young man ignored the girl drawing at his feet and asked with gloomy eyes.

"Yeah, Dazai-kun, Eiji-kun's background is so strong, I can't help it."

Behind the desk not far away, Mori Ogai crossed his hands and said helplessly, but from his brows full of joy, Dazai Osamu did not read much helplessness.

There are more surprises when lost and found.

The young man was silent for a while, and suddenly he couldn't hear his emotions and said: "Mr. Mori, why didn't you tell me before that the name of the first "King of Sheep" was Eiji? "

"Huh? Is it important?" Mori Ogai blinked his eyes in confusion, "Eiji-kun told me not to say anything before leaving Yokohama. What's wrong?"

"Leave Yokohama? Why?" Osamu Dazai caught the point.

However, Mori Ogai obviously didn't answer what he meant, instead he smiled and asked excitedly, "What's the matter, Dazai-kun? You seem to be very interested in Eiji-kun? You were also shocked by his intelligence." Here we are, do you want to ask a question or two—"

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that the game's event time has started, so let's go first, Mr. Mori!"

The stern young man just now suddenly turned pale with fright, and ran outside without even finishing his sentence, making Mori Ogai, who had been watching him leave, unconsciously twitch the corners of his lips, and smiled incomprehensibly .

Mori Ogai didn't know why Natsume Eiji came to the port Mafia suddenly.

He thought about whether there would be instructions from his teacher behind this move, but then he thought, the teacher who loves the city more than anyone else and supports the three-moment concept will definitely not harm him. Since he didn't tell him anything, Then I am happy to pretend that I don't know anything.

Rather than guessing Natsume-sensei, who is known as the "legendary supernatural power", it is more enjoyable to think about how to get the wool of Ying Erjun, isn't it?This is a rare opportunity after eight years.

As for Nakaya-kun, who has a spring heart, and Dazai-kun, who seems to have complicated feelings for Eiji-kun...

Mori Ogai took out the photo that appeared on his desk with a small dried fish this morning, looked at the heroic blue-haired police officer, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

Anyway, Mr. Police Officer has no interest in Yokohama's organization and people, and it is impossible to stay here for a long time. Let these two children suffer a little bit and have a long memory.

After all... that is a cruel man who can remain unmoved by the tears of ten-year-old Nakaya-kun.

Outside.

Dazai Osamu, who hurriedly left the office, slowed down, the anxiety carefully performed on his face disappeared, and he raised his hand to press the headset expressionlessly.

The voices of the two people who had just parted for more than ten minutes came from inside, it was Natsume Eiji and Nakahara Chuya.

but……

The hand in his pocket lightly stroked the crushed listening device, the young man's exquisite brows, which were far beyond ordinary people, were clouded, and it was rare that he couldn't figure out a person.

He crushed the bug that he thought he had glued on without any flaws, but he didn't notice the other bug that he threw up hastily at the moment of passing by.

Is it intentional?Or did you lower your defenses after crushing one, so you accidentally got hit?

Are the words he heard now really the truth that the other party said unintentionally...

Intermittent and unclear voices came from the bug.

Osamu Dazai estimated that this was because the two people on the opposite side were in the underground garage with poor signal, which meant that he would be able to hear the conversation between the two in the silent car after only a short while.

He lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, and finally decided to listen first before speaking, regardless of the truth.

The next second after he made up his mind, a clear voice came out. At first, it was Zhongyuan Zhong who was not convinced and asked in a low voice:

["Brother Ying, have you really never seen Dazai before?"]

["Well, I'm pretty sure I haven't."]

["That……"]

["but."]

The clear and magnetic voice uttered a short turning point, which made Osamu Dazai stop unconsciously, and felt that his heart seemed to be raised slightly along with the other party's smiling words, ["I am really interested in him now." ]

--interested?

Osamu Dazai rubbed the headset, thinking sarcastically in his heart: What a coincidence, so is he.

On the opposite side came Nakahara Chuka's unbelievable and displeased protest. Dazai Osamu was not interested in this, but was inexplicably looking forward to the other person's answer.

Suddenly, Nakahara Chuya changed the subject, and the protest turned into a solemn warning: ["Brother Ying, Dazai is not a good guy, you'd better not get too close to him."]

laugh.

Yeah yeah, he's the "most hated" type of guy anyway.

Osamu Dazai almost sneered, lost interest in the next conversation, and pulled out the headset all at once.

However, before he put away the headset and scolded the little man in his heart, there was a light and gentle laughter from the man gradually moving away from his ears——

["It's okay, no matter how it looks, Master Xiuzhi is a very gentle child."]

— Pasha.

The headset was crushed by suddenly trembling fingertips.

Fragments splashed, and scarlet blood spilled out, reflected in the pupils that contracted like needle noses.

impossible.

impossible……!

The bandaged hand trembled uncontrollably, and the young man held his wrist tightly, forcing his body to stop the expression of violent inner turmoil.

Impossible... because that person—the only person who knew the title "Master Xiuzhi"—is dead!

Eiji Tsushima... he's already dead!

There seemed to be an ear-splitting loud noise in the void, and memories that had been dusty for a long time and were so painful that they hardly dared to touch them emerged like a tide.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the wall with his head bowed, his bangs covered his pupils overflowing with water like broken glass.

In this cold winter day after 11 years, he was led by the gentle address engraved in the bone marrow, and recalled the best time in his garbage-like life.