Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Counterfeit.Definitely a fake.

——But if it was really a counterfeit, how would he know that sentence?

The young man with his back against the wall stared vaguely at the broken headset in his hand. After a while, he suddenly turned his head and returned to Mori Ogai's office.

"I want all the information on the first "King of Sheep". "

He stood in front of the boss table in Mafia at the port, and said straight to the point in a low voice.

The first generation of "King of Sheep" is extremely mysterious, and few people know his details, as if his existence was deliberately erased by someone.

When Osamu Dazai was compared with that person by Mori Ogai, apart from being unconvinced and eager to compete, he actually didn't care about that person himself, nor was he curious about his origin.

But now, he is crazy to know when that person appeared in Yokohama, what was his age at that time, where he went after that, and why he came back now.

At the same time, he couldn't control himself and took the initiative to tear open the wound, seemingly calm but flustered, trying to find the year in the oozing pus and blood.

... At that time, the servants told him the news of Eiji's death. When he looked for him in panic, it was said that there was only a puddle of blood left where Eiji was killed.

They told him that Eiji Tsushima's "body" had been taken away.

He was immersed in despair and grief at that time and after that, but how could he forget that he never saw Eiji's body with his own eyes...he didn't see it with his own eyes...

"Why do you want this, Dazai-kun?"

Mori Ogai looked at him with his arms crossed, with a seemingly innocent curiosity on his face.

Osamu Dazai immediately recovered from his trance, but he didn't answer right away, but kept his lips tight in silence, and after a while he pretended to speak calmly: "Give me that person's information, and I will have nothing to say in the next six months." Complainingly obey Mr. Mori's order."

"Ah, this is really... a tempting condition." Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows in surprise, then met Dazai Osamu's raised eyes, and refused with a smile: "But it can't be done."

"——Why?!" Osamu Dazai blurted out his question, and then saw Mori Ogai observing himself in novelty, secretly gritted his teeth annoyed.

He knows that he is not calm now, but 11 years have passed, he accidentally learned information that may be related to Eiji when he was on the verge of despair, and he really can't maintain the indifference of an outsider in the past.

Having said that, he is absolutely unwilling to tell anyone other than Eiji about his past.

After a short thought, Osamu Dazai found a reason for his abnormality: "Akutagawa-kun was seriously injured in the mission involving the black organization before, when you heard that the mastermind on the opposite side was called 'Eiji', you ordered Do not pursue this matter any longer."

"Hey." Mori Ogai seemed to know what he wanted to say, and began to smile, "It is true. So?"

"That 'Eiji' is the 'Eiji' who joined Black Lizard today, right? Your special treatment for them is exactly the same."

When the young man said this, a look of disgust and eagerness appeared on his face just right, "And according to Chuya's reaction, I can be sure that this Eiji is the first "King of Sheep"...that is, the one you often say I can't compare to him guy, no? "

Mori Ogai smiled and said nothing, Dazai Osamu stared at him for a while, then added unwillingly:

"Since it is a "sheep", it proves that the other party is a helpless orphan, why is such a person so mysterious?Why did Mr. Sen praise him so much and why did he protect him?What the hell happened between you two? ——I'm really curious about this, so Mr. Mori, please make an offer. "

"Yeah, as expected of Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai finally nodded with a very satisfied expression.

Osamu Dazai burst out with a subtle joy in his heart: "Then—"

"However, it still doesn't work."

The man who was sitting steadily from the beginning to the end interrupted him with bent eyes, and said with a gentle expression and a strong tone:

"It is impossible for me to provide you with any information about Eiji-kun. His identity is too important, Dazai-kun."

"If you really want to know that much, you can ask him yourself—if he wants to tell you."

"...It doesn't matter, no matter how he looks, Master Xiuzhi is a very gentle child!"

In the quiet carriage, the young and handsome blue-haired man laughed like this without thinking, but he was stunned after speaking.

"Master Xiuzhi?" Zhong Yuan, who was driving, gave him a surprised look, "Who is that? Dazai?"

No way, that Dazai would be called "gentle" by his second brother Ying? !

"Hmm..." Natsume Eiji fell into deep thought, "I don't seem to know? Who is that?"

"Huh? You obviously said the name first, right?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little speechless and funny, but he was inexplicably relieved.

I'm not talking about Dazai.

"Hmm..." Ying Er still seemed a little concerned.

It seemed that something unexpected happened beyond his knowledge.

He picked up the bug that was stuck somewhere on his body and crushed it, staring at the pile of wreckage thoughtfully.

Originally, he wanted to know why Osamu Dazai targeted him like this, so he let him install a bug on himself, and wanted to deduce it through his follow-up reaction... But looking at it now, it seems that he has tried an unexpected result.

There seemed to be something beside that little devil... That's why after contacting him, I suddenly said something [Natsume Eiji] shouldn't have known.

Eiji looked at the rapidly receding scene outside the window, a flash of interest flashed in his eyes.

He can be sure that the name "Shuji" has a lot to do with Osamu Dazai.

Then, what surprise will the little guy who heard the name from himself bring him?

Fun feral cats can be teased, but domestic dogs also need reassurance.

Considering that my refusal to become Zhongya's direct subordinate must have made the child very disappointed, after a little thought, as a good brother, I reluctantly gave up the tempting idea of ​​going to the casino first, and took Zhongya with us. A cheap family restaurant I used to go to when I was a kid.

"Oh! It really hasn't changed at all here."

After getting out of the car, I looked at the two-storey hut near the sea in front of me and expressed such emotion.

"Yes." After parking the car, Zhong Ye came to me, and smiled nostalgicly, "I haven't been here for a long time, since..."

His words stopped abruptly, he lowered his head and pressed the hat on his head under my puzzled gaze, a trace of bitterness flashed across his face quickly.

I looked at him a few times, and a certain idea in my heart gradually became clear.

——In the past, not only me, but also other friends of "Yang" often came to this store.

And after the reunion, the successor I personally selected didn't say a word about the "sheep".

I'm afraid the "sheep" has...

Well, but I don't really care too much.

Thinking of this, I raised my hand to hook Nakaya's narrow shoulders, and led him into the restaurant deliberately talking and laughing.

The owner of this restaurant is still the uncle who likes to squint and smile. He was very pleasantly surprised when he saw me and Chuya, and he knew what we wanted without us talking—my normal spicy curry, and Chuya's slightly cool sweet curry.

I like salty food, but Zhongya can't eat spicy food, and he has a bit of a cat's tongue--really, he is obviously a standard dog character!Why is there a cat tongue!

While waiting for the meal, I took the initiative to exchange a few words with the man in the booth next door.

The man has rust-red hair and blue eyes, and is eating the uncle's hidden secret recipe of extra spicy curry.

Even though it was very spicy curry, his bland expression did not fluctuate, and there was even a faint sense of happiness, which made me admire.

His name is Oda Sakunosuke, and he is also a frequent customer of this store.

Because he came early, he finished the curry before me and Chuya were served, and then the man stood up, crossed me and bowed slightly to Chuya next to me: "Chuya associate cadre."

Zhong also froze for a moment: "... Are you from Mafia at the port?"

Oda replied neither humble nor overbearing: "It's just a low-level employee. Then, please use it slowly."

Zhong also nodded, and watched him leave with me. After confirming that he could no longer hear him, he frowned and said solemnly: "That guy... I didn't think it when I saw it at first, but he is actually quite strong, right? ?”

I smiled, not surprised that he could sense Oda's difficulty - this is the so-called induction between the strong.

Zhong also looked at my smiling face inexplicably, and after a few seconds, he suddenly recalled it and showed a smile mixed with pride: "So the reason why you talked to him, Brother Ying, is also because you noticed him at a glance. Isn't it simple?"

"No, I'm just curious about the kind of warrior who can eat extra spicy curry." I denied him with a smile, just at this time the uncle brought the curry, so I took it happily and picked up the spoon Scooped a tablespoon.

Well, it's a familiar smell.

I sighed comfortably, then scooped up a spoonful, and said slowly: "So, "Sheep" has been disbanded, right? "

"-clang!!"

Chuya's spoon fell to the table in an instant.

He clenched his fists tightly, his pretty jaw line tightened forbearance, and it took a long time for him to let out a dull moan from his throat: "...I'm sorry."

I looked at him and raised my hand helplessly to pat his shoulder.

"Tell me about it?"

I say this encouragingly.

After a long time, there were five plates piled up beside the blue-haired man, but Chuya's sweet curry was half eaten and left there.

"Waste is not good." Seeing this, Natsume Eiji, who had become a habit of frugality in childhood, raised his eyebrows and scolded him. He didn't think it was his fault for provoking a heavy topic before eating, and he took it in a natural manner. The plate starts to eat.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was still holding his breath and waiting for the scolding, was startled, and stared at him like a frightened dog with round eyes: "Brother Yingyingying?!"

"What's the matter?" Ying Er looked at him inexplicably, and scooped up another spoonful of curry while speaking.

At this time, he still regarded Nakahara Chuya as his younger brother, so naturally he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions, but Nakahara Nakaya was greatly stimulated.

The orange-haired young man stared at his mouth hesitantly, and after a few seconds, he suddenly blushed, and turned to mutter, "Don't do this to me now..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"No, nothing!!"

"Really?" Eiji looked at him suspiciously, but because Zhong didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask puzzledly, and soon focused on the food again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him quietly, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the situation was undetectable, and felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

——Also, for not protecting the "sheep" well...don't you scold him?

What is this... Including dealing with the leftovers now, does he still treat himself as that ten-year-old kid?

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. After growing up, the former and second-generation "King of Sheep" whose temperament became alienated and cold couldn't help getting up and going outside, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and found out a lighter.

With a sound of "click", the flames jumped out, reflecting the slight frown between the delicate and beautiful brows of Zhongyuan Zhongye.

He was about to put the cigarette into the fire, but suddenly a hand appeared beside him and sucked his cigarette away without any explanation.

"If you don't study well, it will be confiscated."

The intimate accusation sounded close behind the ear, and the hot breath seemed to give him a wet kiss.

Nakahara Naka was also startled, the base of his ears suddenly burned red, he turned his head and looked at Eiji who came to him at some point in a panic.

The tall and handsome man had a cigarette in his mouth, and smiled at him proudly with a bit of ruffianism, then pressed his shoulders and leaned his head closer, and lit the cigarette with the fire in his hand, drooping his eyes.

Orange-red flames danced in his deep blue eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him in a daze, "I swallowed that one", "Brother Ying's nose bridge is so high, his eyelashes are so straight and his profile is so handsome", "Why can he make the cigarette lighting action so astringent" and other thoughts It exploded in his mind like fireworks, burning his face in the blink of an eye, the astonishing heat ignited his blood, burned his reason, and finally gathered years of love into boundless courage and desire——

He smoked the cigarette, pulled off Eiji's tie, raised his head and kissed him ferociously under his surprised gaze.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai, who found this place along the surveillance system, turned his face, his shrunken pupils clearly reflected this scene.