Why should I clean up

organization, safe house.

A neatly bound document was randomly thrown on the table, Takigawa Yuichi went over to take a look, and found that the four characters "Spinita" were written on the front page.

"Why is my file here?"

A white bandage was wrapped around his abdomen. The boy held one end in his hand and bit the other end in his mouth. When he looked up at the vodka beside him, his voice was a little muffled.

"Brother asked me to adjust it." Vodka said, "but he has already seen it."

Afraid of misunderstanding, Vodka paused and added: "Don't worry, you are very clean."

Takikawa Yuu frowned.

"I'm always clean," he muttered.

Takigawa Yuichi was not very surprised that Gin suspected him.

To be more precise, it was precisely because he knew this that he took the opportunity to direct this good show.

He has to make meritorious deeds and keep climbing to get the chance to meet [that gentleman] and contact [Shirley].

Thinking of this, Takigawa Yuu lowered his eyelashes, and the thick eyelash feathers cast a small piece of soft shadow under his eyelids, skillfully concealing the increasingly gloomy emotion in those light-colored eyes.

[Vodka Favorability +1]

???

Takigawa Yuu raised his head and stared at Vodka indifferently for a few seconds: "Why are you looking at me with that promising future look?"

[Vodka Favorability +1]

Plus!

Why does this strange horror story appear no matter where he goes?

Unlike Yuichi Takigawa who was gnashing his teeth, Vodka thought with relief that this kid's eyes looked more and more like his respected elder brother.

It was he who had missed it before.

Being able to break out from the mafia's attack and then rush to support - just for this point, Vodka thinks that the other party's occasional anger is tolerable.

As expected of a big brother, he has vision in selecting candidates!

"Where are they in Scotland?" Seeing the aura around the vodka getting weirder, Takigawa Yuichi changed the topic.

"In other places." Vodka replied nonchalantly, "This safe house is only visited by my brother and me."

understood.

A secret base in a secret base.

Takigawa Yuichi scanned the surroundings, trying to find something good.

So under the watchful eyes of vodka's death, the boy half-lyed on the sofa and turned on the projection leisurely.

"Can I order it?" He asked.

"...Why are you asking this?"

Takigawa Yuichi pointed to the projected battle image of himself: "Why do you think I like watching this?"

Spinita's tone was not very good, she should be angry.

Vodka analyzed it calmly for a while, and suddenly felt that their Spinneta was somewhat similar to the kid next door, Takigawa, who repeatedly came to trouble them.

All silver-haired and grumpy.

It's a pity that Spinita's skill is worse than Takikawa's.

"It's okay." Vodka comforted him earnestly, "In our eyes, you are more useful than that annoying thing like Takikawa. Big brother, big brother must think so too."

Takigawa Annoying Tomo Yuichi: "..."

High blood pressure.

However, the vodka seems to be sincere.

Yuichi Takigawa was in a complicated mood, so he casually clicked on a Polish movie.

The male protagonist is a prostitute and the leader of a certain family in Sicily.

... Sicily?

"What are you looking at?" A slightly deep voice came from the top of his head, and when Takigawa Yuichi raised his face, his eyes just happened to meet with the other person.

"..."The 365 Days of the Big Brother and Me"." Takigawa Yuichi replied, "Probably a story about a certain leader and his lieutenants working hard to become the godfather of Italy?"

After all, the location of Sicily made him easily think of the gentle Dakong of Pengo Lie.

The sofa beside him was slightly dented.

Gin didn't speak, his arms rested casually on the back of the sofa.The corners of his lips were pursed, and his mixed-race facial features looked particularly stern in the dim light.

The direction of the film has since gone forever.

The result is a corny romance.

Gin glanced at him lightly, as if mocking his taste.

"But it plays the most." Takigawa Yuichi explained unconvinced.

Gin snorted disdainfully: "Let Vodka take you to the base for inspection tomorrow."

"an examination?"

"Ley said you were seriously ill and dying." Gin Jiu narrowed his dark green eyes, and his tone was a little joking.

"..."

The hateful FBI, who wants to be touched by people.

Takigawa Yuichi calmed down his irritable mood, and tried to quibble: "I'm already healed."

Gin didn't intend to talk too much nonsense in this regard, he retracted his gaze, casually:

"You better be."

No one would want to know what happened to cheating on him.

In the stagnant air, something was thrown.

Takigawa Yuu raised his hand to catch it.

precious……

It's his baby!

The perfectly carved ruby ​​reflected a faint light in the dark night. Takigawa Yuichi resisted the urge to put it in his pocket immediately, and asked reluctantly, "Isn't this something we recovered from our mission last time?"

Gin stood up and put his hands into the pockets of his windbreaker: "Our task is to execute the rats that steal the interests of the organization."

After he finished speaking, he glanced down at Spinita's little movement of putting away the gems, and there was some warning in his tone: "Don't waste too much time on such boring things."

Takigawa Yuu nodded, and couldn't help but praise: "Thank you, you are such a good person."

"..."

"Good boss?"

"..."

"Brother..."

"Vodka." Gin lost his patience and interrupted him directly, "Tomorrow if Spinnetta refuses to carry out the order, he will be directly pierced through the head."

People are really cranky these days.

After returning to the Port Mafia, Takigawa Yuu sighed pretendingly, but finally couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

He walked briskly, hugged the milk he bought on the way, and hummed a happy song when he opened the door of the lounge.

However, with a snap, the white shopping bag fell to the ground in a whirl.

The warm milk rolled around twice, and finally stopped at the foot of the sofa in the distance.

Takigawa Yuichi turned his head to glance, and then slowly turned his gaze back to Nakahara Nakaya who was pressing himself on the carpet.

The boy frowned slightly: "What are you guys playing with?"

He used the word "you", and Nakahara Chuya tightened his hands, and called out "Dazai" in displeasure.

Osamu Dazai came out of the shadows without any haste.

"The mission is over, Yuichi?" He squatted down beside the gloomy Takigawa Yuichi, and when he held his chin, he smiled as if he was happier than Takigawa Yuichi just now.

But this is just an illusion.

There was no trace of a smile in those eyes that were no longer covered by Dazai's bandages.

Takigawa Yuichi curled his lips: "Is this what you said you want to take revenge on me? Draw it, make it look better."

Osamu Dazai moved his fingers on his face.

Yuichi seemed to have misunderstood something.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as you explain it well, I believe Yuichi can understand even if he is an idiot.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Akutagawa came to me in the afternoon and surrendered himself. Guess what he said?"

Takigawa Yuichi narrowed his eyes: "I cured your subordinate's illness, shouldn't you thank me?"

Generally speaking, Osamu Dazai really didn't bother to care about such things.

Just like he knew the relationship between Takigawa Yuichi and Mori Ogai.Osamu Dazai, who had foreseen today's scene long ago, was stuck in the middle corner, trying to maintain this delicate balance.

Failed.

When Yuichi desperately fished out Q, Dazai knew that his prediction was wrong.

It's distressing.

Osamu Dazai never thought of himself as a proactive person.

Instead, most of the time he chooses to withdraw and look on.

But Yuichi was different.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and looked at the silver hair scattered on the red carpet.

The young man's long hair was disheveled, and his exquisite facial features faintly revealed fatigue and haggardness, but once he was stared at, the irises covered by shadows would quench a murderous intent.

In Mori Ogai's optimal solution, it is to polish Yuichi into a machine that only knows fighting.

It's a pity that Yu Yi is not so obsessed with winning or losing.

Dazai laughed.

When that memory that didn't belong to him appeared in his mind, Osamu Dazai, who had calmed down, suddenly realized that if he didn't interfere with anything, Yuichi would die easily like Snow White who always longed for poisonous apples.

For this alone, Mr. Bai Lan, who came all the way to give You Yi apples, really had the foresight.

"In order to convince Mr. Qin and Jiu, did You Yi draw a few more strokes on his body?"

Opening the shirt, the boy was locked within this square inch. His skin was too pale, and blood oozes from under the messy bandage.

In places not covered by bandages, several hideous wounds that were hard to ignore were exposed.

"...It works pretty well, doesn't it?"

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

"Okay, very good." Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth, "I thought the level of the infirmary last time was already the limit, but I didn't expect you to get worse."

"Takigawa, if you don't want to live, tell me earlier, so that I can strangle you right here."

This extremely oppressive murderous aura made Takigawa Yu subconsciously enter a defensive state, and the moment his back left the ground, he was forcibly pressed down again by Nakahara Chuya.A few strands fell to his face, Zhongye Zhongye's cobalt blue eyes were full of coldness, obviously he had no intention of sympathizing with him.

"Go ahead, Dazai."

The chandelier above the head swayed in the wind, and under the bright light of the lounge, the thin surgical thread passed through the wound through the triangular needle.

The sudden pain made Takigawa Yuichi's brain clear, but no matter what, he didn't make a sound.

The boy just pursed his lips tightly, his body trembling slightly due to the cough he endured.

So habit is a terrible thing.

"Yuichi." Osamu Dazai, who saw through everything, lowered his eyes and said, "If you don't put yourself together, no matter how many gems you find, it's useless."

"Sooner or later, I'm going to tie you two up and beat you up."

An hour later, Takigawa Yuu brushed away the wet hair around his ears, and he sat aside covering the stitched wound, the pulling sensation of his skin made him feel strange and uncomfortable.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai smiled suddenly, "If you can do it, Yuichi."

"..."

It must be because he is usually too gentle.

As a cadre, Takigawa Yuu, who had no deterrent power in front of this pair of partners, began to reflect on himself.

But since the old man [Da Zuo] died in the Longtou war, the position of cadre has indeed become vacant again.

According to Mori Ogai's character, it won't be long before Dazai will be promoted to a cadre to check and balance him.

"...Annoying." Takigawa Yuichi fell back on the sofa, "Speaking of which, when did you two get along so well?"

Good Relationship?

Nakahara also twisted his wrist, his cold eyes suddenly fell on Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and then made an expression that was about to throw up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hardened his fist.

"Who cares about this annoying green mackerel." Zhongya Nakahara said.

"Ah, that's right~" Osamu Dazai dragged his tone indifferently, "Thanks to you, poor Mr. Q almost died of fright when he was parabolic in the air."

"Huh?! Is that my fault!"

"You said it yourself. If you falsely accuse me, you will be struck to death by lightning." After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he pinched his chin and thought for a while, "It's not bad to die that way."

"Who wants to die because of something like that! Garbage Dazai!"

It seems that the relationship has really improved.

Is it because I have been so obsessed with sowing discord among the black organization recently that I forgot about it?

Takigawa Yuichi retracted his gaze, and when he checked his phone, he found that there were a few more unread messages.

[23: 15]

[Ango Sakaguchi: I heard about what happened today. By the way, when I sorted out today, I found that your files had been demolished. ]

It's eleven o'clock, and Ango is still working overtime.

Takigawa Yuichi was shocked, and glanced at Osamu Dazai who was grabbed by the collar by Nakahara Chuya in the distance.

【It’s okay, it’s probably Dazai】

Who else could be so free in the port mafia but him.

[23: 47]

[Ozaki Momiji: Dazai and Chuya are waiting for you in the lounge]

【……bumped into】

……

Damn, I should have checked my phone sooner.

[23: 56]

[UNKNOWN: Blanche is dead]

Takigawa paused, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"gone."

The boy put the phone back in his pocket, and pushed open the door of the lounge calmly.

There were only a few lights on in the corridor of the Port Mafia, and Takigawa Yuu had his hands in his pockets, and he couldn't read his thoughts from his expressionless expression.

To be honest, he never thought that Blanchesso would lose.

In Takigawa Yuichi's vision, only the people from Rokudo Mukuro and Varian's assassination team were slightly threatening.

As for the others, they were all imps passed through the bazooka of Povino's house.

What went wrong?

The footsteps stopped at the door of the dormitory.

Takikawa Yu glanced at the door lock and sighed slightly.

"Aren't you dead?" He turned the doorknob, did not turn on the light, and leaned against the door with his arms crossed.

"..." No one answered in the empty room, but soon, under the sudden pouring moonlight, a bag of snacks written in Italian was thrown over.

"To be precise, it is me in this world who died, and I in other worlds are alive and well."

Brandeso said in a brisk voice.

Takigawa Yu glanced at his room which was completely different from before.

The sofa was changed, the wallpaper was changed, and the books on the bookcase were also changed.

Brandeso even thoughtfully made himself a bed, looking as if he planned to be stationed here.

Takigawa Yuichi felt a pain in his forehead.

"What is this called, the wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates?"

He was wrong, the one with the most tenacious vitality was not Dazai, but Bai Lan.

"Hey, it's too much." Blanchesuo complained, but his warm eyes fell on the bandaged hands of the other party.

Smell of blood.

I'm hurt, Yuichi.

Brandeso snorted lightly.

"It's because of Yuichi's invitation that I worked hard until now."

【"In this case……"】

【"Bai Lan, do you want to come to Japan?"】[1]

Something interesting is about to happen.

"Ah, that's right."

"As a meeting gift, if necessary, I can tell Yuichi which of your former companions survived last."

With the memory of all the parallel worlds and all the timelines, Brandeso propped his chin up lazily, and opened his always-curved eyes, and the clear irises revealed a violet-like brilliance under the light.

Under Takigawa Yuichi's gaze, Blanche said in a cheerful tone.

"Mr. Bourbon—"

"Everyone is dead except him."