Why should I clean up

Osamu Dazai was in a good mood.

In theory, this should be a good thing for his group of subordinates who are always shrouded in the shadow of being dominated.

but……

"I always feel that Dazai-sama is planning something more terrifying."

"Right, right! Endo's mission failed today, and he was just kicked twice! That kid is so scared that he wrote a suicide note!"

"Hey, did I go too far?"

"It's not too much, but Dazai-sama has a dark aura about him, it looks like..."

Inside the corridor, the whispers of the Mafia stopped abruptly.They turned their heads mechanically, and the first thing they saw was Osamu Dazai who was in the center of the discussion—and the leader next to Osamu Dazai who had just checked the mail.

Takigawa Yu raised his eyes, and followed their words very naturally.

"Black ghost?" He glanced at Osamu Dazai, thinking of his nickname, "Who got it?"

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, then glanced at his subordinates who were more nervous for a moment.

"Forgot." He said indifferently, and then showed an innocent smile, "How long are you going to do nothing?"

"No, I'm very sorry!" The vicious mafia bowed in unison, and ran away after shouting "I will complete the task even if I die this time".

Takigawa Yuichi watched the scene quietly, putting his hands in his pockets.

Not "don't know", but "forgot".

Explain that being discussed as a topic is an act that Osamu Dazai himself acquiesced in.

He clearly understands every rule of the port mafia, but he doesn't care about himself at all.

Takigawa Yuichi couldn't help turning his head to the side, staring at the side face of the boy beside him.

Ah, I remembered.

He had just arrived at the Port Mafia, and when he saw Osamu Dazai in the interrogation room, the first thought that came to his mind didn't seem to be "how to kill this guy".

——Obviously smiling, but it looks more sad than crying.

——I really want to punch him.

If the leader and cadres travel at the same time, it stands to reason that the troops directly under his command should be secretly followed.

But that complicates things.

And Takigawa Yuichi's method to deal with this matter is——

"Amazing, isn't it?" After walking out of the secret door, Takigawa Yuichi raised his jaw triumphantly, "It was made under the eyes of Mr. Mori before, but I didn't expect it to be useful now."

No, it was completely discovered.

Osamu Dazai rubbed the dust on his fingertips, and bent the corner of his lower lip in a funny way.

But he did know how Yuichi slipped out before.

Block him when you come back.

"Aren't you going to ask me where I'm going?" Realizing that Osamu Dazai was silent, Takigawa Yuichi put one hand on his hip and tilted his head back slightly.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to support him and let it be, "You can go anywhere."

"Please have a bottom line." Takigawa Yuichi said, "But this sentence is also expected."

Osamu Dazai blinked and turned pale with shock: "Did Yuichi ask the other [me]?"

"...Nope!" Takigawa Yuichi said loudly, "I've thought about it!"

Osamu Dazai is very troublesome.

He never showed his true liking on his face, and would back away if he got too close.

And there is an unwritten rule among the mafia not to pry into each other's hearts, so of course Yuichi Takigawa couldn't ask him directly.

So he just kept staring at each other.

Then he realized that he seemed to be being watched by Osamu Dazai all the time.

Takigawa Yuichi admitted that for a moment, apart from doubts, he really felt panic.

The door of Lupin Bar was pushed open, under the warm yellow light, Dazai Osamu saw the camera in Sakaguchi Ango's hand.

"So it's a photo?" Osamu Dazai squeezed his chin.

"...Hmm." Takigawa Yuichi responded perfunctorily.

If only Dazai liked gems too.

That way he can easily respond to his expectations.

"You said that you can do whatever you want." The young man said calmly, and met those iris-colored eyes that were slightly startled, "I want your photo."

"What?" Osamu Dazai laughed, and took his hand, "Then it can be anytime."

"It's different." Takigawa Yuu lowered his eyes, looked at him holding his hand, "I know this place is very important to you."

A place to temporarily put aside his position, like his safe house in Tokyo.

Takikawa first tried to understand Osamu Dazai in his own way, even though he was not very good at it.

"You mean a lot to me too."

"I want to make you more important."

"But I don't know how."

In Takigawa Yuichi's world, "like" needs to pay some price in exchange.

But among them, it seems that Osamu Dazai paid more.

This subtle imbalance made Takigawa Yuichi curl up his fingertips in pain.

"Ah, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai looked at his drooping eyelashes and trembled, his lips opened and closed, and he read his name softly.

"I seem to like you very much."

"I am going crazy."

【"do not come--!"】

【"Did you hear that, Dazai! Come here and kill you together!"】

The kite-colored pupils dilated for a moment, and in a trance, Dazai Osamu recalled the way Yuu held up his gun to himself under the rainy night, tortured by the pain of the burst of supernatural powers.

But now, the child curled up in the shadows withdrew his self-protection thorns, took a step forward, and mustered up the courage to express his love clumsily.

Nothing moved Dazai Osamu more than this.

Love is a hurtful thing, if no one likes it, it won't hurt.

But love is love because, even without understanding the emotion, joy diffuses from the breath of communion.

"I won't go crazy." Osamu Dazai lowered his voice slightly.

Some people are trying their best just to live.

Osamu Dazai never thought that one day he would ask for more.

"Look, I'm still standing here awake."

The door behind him was pushed open again, and under Takikawa Yuichi's staring gaze, Oda Sakunosuke, who had just finished the mission, frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Osamu Dazai: "Nothing."

Oda Sakunosuke: "...I'm asking the leader."

Osamu Dazai: "But you used [them]."

Ango Sakaguchi: "Shut up, you."

Osamu Dazai: "It's too much!"

Ango Sakaguchi: "Takikawa, did Dazai bully you?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "...ah, I cried."

Takigawa Yuichi touched his face belatedly, not understanding why he was crying.

Obviously he is very happy.

……Happy?

Do people cry when they are happy?

Takigawa Yuichi didn't get the answer, because Osamu Dazai had wiped the corner of his eyes with his fingertips before that.

"Why are you always crying, Yuichi." He sighed helplessly, with a sincere smile on his lips.

The wind from the scrapyard blows.

One year after joining the Port Mafia, Osamu Dazai, who had not yet become a cadre at that time, led the secret forces of the Port Mafia to achieve more amazing results than previous generations of cadres.

No one knew how he did it. When he came back to his senses, the boy sitting on the container in the abandoned yard and quietly looking at the sky had sanctioned several organizations and opened up several new business channels.

Dazai Osamu's eyes absorbed all the light, his hair was black, his clothes were black, and even the blood flowing in his body was black that belonged exclusively to the Mafia.

—the black ghost.

And such a guy, seeing being chemically

When the young man was choking on the gas and was crying, he couldn't help but raised his hand to embrace the other party.

Even the light appeared in the dead silent iris.

【"Why are you always crying, Yuichi?"】

"Cheers?"

"We should take pictures first."

"That's right... Hey, wait, why is it counting down!"

With a click, a dazzling light flashed, but Takigawa Yuichi found that Dazai hadn't let go of his hand.

【"monster!"】

【"A monster like you—! Why don't you die!"】

The little child clawed at the crack of the door, hugged the dead puppy beside him, and silently watched them celebrate his "brother"'s birthday.

The hoarse cries were still in his ears, and after the panic dissipated, Takigawa Yuichi felt unprecedentedly relieved.

He heard Oda Saku say "Thank you for reminding me, I have found the ending".

He saw Ango Sakaguchi raised his glass first.

The candles on the birthday cake were still flickering, flickering, but the gears of time silently pushed him here.

"cheers."

In the hazy vision, Takigawa Yuichi heard his lover speak like this.

His voice is soft and full of unspeakable love.

"For the wild dogs."

Takigawa Yuichi said "hmm", he took off his gloves, and quietly raised his wine glass.

"For the wild dogs."

So, the stray dog ​​who had been walking for a long time finally raised his head.

It wagged its tail, in the endless darkness——

Said he had found his home.