Oda is always misunderstood

Osamu Dazai regretted it.

First of all, it was promised to be the same type of heavy spicy curry rice as Oda, but it was not spicy at all.He questioned Oda, but the other party calmly explained: "Your stomach is not good, you can't eat chili."

Damn, I should have sneaked out if I knew it earlier.If you order on the spot, Odasaku can't do anything!

besides……

"Dazai, you should go to sleep."

Osamu Dazai buried his head in the pile of documents, pretending he didn't hear.

When he signed the last word, the red-haired man beside him snatched the pen from Dazai's hand quickly, and put it in his pocket with a blank expression.

Dazai Osamu who was caught off guard and had his pen confiscated: "..."

"It's okay, I still have one."

Osamu Dazai took out a new pen in an instant like a juggler, but his hand was empty before the cap was opened.

Oda Sakunosuke slowly put the second pen back into his pocket.

Osamu Dazai fell silent. It's not that he can't change the third pen, but no matter how much he takes out, it will be snatched away by Odasaku.

"What are you doing?" Osamu Dazai's expression darkened, and finally he was willing to look up at the red-haired man, with coldness in his eyes, "I'm the leader, do you want to commit crimes, Oda Tsukuru."

"Strictly speaking, I'm not a person from Port Mafia, 'he' is." Oda Sakunosuke replied.

He still thinks that he is still Mafia in this world, and he doesn't know how different the two worlds are.

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai snorted coldly, "Then your behavior is even worse, aren't you offending the majesty of Mafia at the port?"

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while: "Well, if you go to bed honestly, I'll return the pen to you."

"What, do you think it's about one or two pens?" Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly, flipped his hand over, and held the black pen in his palm again.

"I'll give you those two pens if you like them." Osamu Dazai restrained his smile, "Hey hey—the leader is about to start working now, you can go back to the dormitory."

In the eyes of Osamu Dazai, expensive handmade fountain pens are like three fountain pens for [-] yen in a roadside shop, and they can be given away as soon as they are offered.

The port of Mafia can cover the sky in Kanto with one hand, not to mention every year, the accounts that enter the leader's personal account every month are astronomical.But he didn't even bother to recall where he put the bank card.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know this, he shook his head helplessly, put the two pens back on the table, and looked at Osamu Dazai quietly.

Osamu Dazai has a good psychological quality and remains unmoved.

"The first time I took you home for treatment, you also acted like you refused to cooperate with the treatment."

The leader wearing the red scarf froze indiscernibly.

"Dazai, do you want me to tie you to the bed again?" Oda Sakunosuke looked calm, not aware of what he said that was scary.

The leader of Mafia, the port, was tied up. This word can shock the jaws of the people of Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and put down his pen resolutely.

If he continues to decline, Odasaku is really capable of kidnapping him!

So ever.

There is a comfortable big bed in the lounge deep in the chief's office, which has been used very rarely in the past four years, until today, it finally sees the light of day again.

The red scarf and black coat representing the leader were hung on the coat rack together. Osamu Dazai lay on his back on the bed, wrapped in soft pillows and mattresses, but the young man stared blankly at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, not feeling sleepy.

"Drip, drop—"

Oda Sakunosuke adjusted the air conditioner in the room to a comfortable temperature, and Shi Shiran sat on a chair by the wall.

"...Odasaku, I'm going to bed."

"it is good."

"You're not going to sit there all the time, are you?"

"Well, otherwise you'll get up as soon as I leave."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Why does it feel like this Oda work is not so easy to fool, it always feels a bit dark.Was it the people from the previous world who transmitted messy ideas to him?

Oda Sakunosuke changed his posture slightly, crossed his legs, crossed his arms, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

The chair is not far from the bed, as long as Osamu Dazai props up his body slightly, he can be seen without turning his head.

Like the main hall, there are no windows in the lounge for security reasons.One of the walls can be replaced with floor-to-ceiling glass after being powered on-this function has not been turned on either.There is no light in the room, it is dark, very suitable for sleeping.

The young man in the middle of the big bed slowly, slowly closed his eyes.

The slight hum of the air conditioner is the most hypnotic white noise. After a while, Osamu Dazai asked softly as if dreaming, "Odasaku, are you cold?"

The man sitting comfortably on the chair replied, "It's not cold."

"Adjust the temperature yourself when it's cold."

"Ah."

"... Isn't this wooden chair uncomfortable? Would you like to bring in the leader's chair outside? The leather one is better than this one."

Oda was succinct: "No, you go to sleep."

Osamu Dazai: "Oh."

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Osamu Dazai turned over, and after a few minutes turned over again like frying fish, and finally stared straight at the ceiling like a salted fish: "I can't sleep, Oda Tsukuru, let me get up and work."

There were too many things on his mind.In addition to the daily operation of the port Mafia, negotiations and negotiations with the government, other forces at home and abroad, and the emergence of new restless hostile forces, etc., he also needs to ensure that his plan can be implemented smoothly.

It was almost approaching that critical moment, and any omissions were absolutely not allowed.

Only in this way can he feel at ease...

Oda Sakunosuke coldly refused: "Impossible, Xiaoyin said that you have not closed your eyes at 4 o'clock, do you want to die suddenly?"

"...Don't worry." Osamu Dazai's voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it clearly unless he listened carefully, "It's not until that time, I will be fine."

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and the lines of words on the "book" flashed quickly in his mind. It was a story he had memorized by heart.

It is the past, it is the future, it is the "cage" belonging to Osamu Dazai.

"'At that time'?" Oda Sakunosuke asked sharply, "What are you planning?"

Osamu Dazai was taken aback, and gave a fake wry smile: "What, that's too much." He counted with his fingers: "The port Mafia is about to gain control of the offshore waters, and soon there will be officials who don't know much about it behind the scenes. It’s a small move. There are also hostile forces in a few cities a little far from the headquarters, which seem to be ready to move.”

"There are also some large and small projects, such as Yokohama's urban development plan..."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't notice the young man's pause, and asked blankly, "Dazai, are you running for the prime minister, or the mayor of Yokohama?"

Osamu Dazai was choked, and said helplessly, "How is it possible?"

"I thought you were going to go into politics." Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief, and asked doubtfully, "Since it's not, what does urban development have to do with you?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He couldn't say that the expansion of the port Mafia was too large, and he was too nervous, and he wouldn't allow any trouble to get out of control.

"Close your eyes." Oda Sakunosuke said incredulously, "The port Mafia will not perish even if it is away from the leader for eight hours."

But the leader lacked these eight hours of sleep, but he was likely to die young.

Osamu Dazai reluctantly closed his eyes, curled up into a ball, and buried himself in the quilt.

"Go to sleep." Oda Sakunosuke said flatly, "I will guard, there will be no danger."

Is there any supernatural power stronger than "Seamless Clothes" in this world? With Oda Sakunosuke as the night watchman, no killer can pass him and hurt the person he guards.

But he didn't know that Osamu Dazai didn't sleep because he had too many things to think about.

Osamu Dazai originally thought that he would not be able to fall asleep, or that he would just sleep lightly like countless nights before, and would wake up soon.

But with his eyes closed, his consciousness sank slowly involuntarily, and his breathing was light and slow.

Gradually, Osamu Dazai fell asleep.

When Osamu Dazai woke up, he thought he was in a dream.

For more than four years, since he took over as chief, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. ... No, a little longer, since the day he opened the "book", his world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"woke up?"

"Ah... um." Osamu Dazai propped himself up and sat up, his reaction was still a little slow: "Odasaku, you haven't left yet."

Oda Sakunosuke: "I promised to watch the night for you, I will not break my promise. You slept for ten hours, how do you feel?"

"How long did you say I slept?" Osamu Dazai smiled and tilted his head, putting his hands next to his ears, indicating that he didn't hear clearly.

"Ten hours." Oda Sakunosuke said, "Nakahara Chuya came to you twice. He sent you a request for instructions but got no reply. He thought you had died suddenly from overwork. When he heard that I was here, he thought it was I killed you and almost kicked the door in, but it was Xiaoyin who stopped him in the end."

"Atsushi Nakajima also came to look for you, but he didn't say what it was. Hearing that you were sleeping, he left quickly and silently. In addition, there are other people who came to look for you." Oda Sakunosuke said with emotion, "Boss Really busy."

In this moment, Osamu Dazai had already put on his clothes again, and the bloody scarf was put on his shoulders again.

"I've slept for so long." Dazai Osamu was still in disbelief, he hurriedly opened the door, almost blinded by the brightly lit hall.

"Hey." The young leader made a disgusted voice, "Who turned on the light, turn it off, turn it off!"

He rushed behind the desk, and was able to find the remote control skillfully, and turned off the lights with a snap.

Just like a cat abandoning its cat nest and returning to a familiar cardboard box, a tortoise retracting its shell, and the familiar atmosphere returned to the room, the young man's back that had been tense all the time was relaxed.

"You take your time, I'll go first." Oda Sakunosuke waved his hand and reminded: "You should turn on the light occasionally, otherwise you will be short-sighted."

Osamu Dazai hurriedly flipped through the "book" to see if there were any major changes in the past ten hours, and responded a few times casually.

"I'll come back when it's time for dinner."

Osamu Dazai paused, then raised his head suddenly: "Wait, this one is..." No need!

"boom!"

Oda Sakunosuke has already closed the door.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Wait a minute, no, Odasaku couldn't be real, right? !

Dazai's premonition came true.

In the next few days, Oda Sakunosuke would ask Dazai Osamu to eat on time every day, caring about his diet, with constant soup and water, and knowing to let the kitchen cook porridge that was said to nourish the stomach.They also snatched his pens and documents, threatened to confiscate the documents if he did not sleep, and then tied him to the bed.

How is that any different from threatening to confiscate a child's phone if they don't sleep.

God knows, when Osamu Dazai saw the "book" in his hand, he was so nervous for the first time that his heart beat like a drum. Before he could persuade him, he was thought "Dazai worked overtime until his heartbeat became abnormal" Oda Tsukuru returned to his room to rest with a serious expression on his face.

Osamu Dazai really realized that Oda Saku was really raising him like a child.If he hadn't been determined, he would have yelled "Mom".

Even Nakahara Chuya, who was most resistant to vigilance at the beginning, eased his expression, and asked Akutagawa Yin in private: "What is the relationship between that man named Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai?"

Xiaoyin only said that he was the leader's friend.

Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered: "This guy still has friends? I thought it was his family, who treat him so well."

On the other side, in the past few days, Sakunosuke Oda also met Atsushi Nakajima in private.

The teenager asked him a very strange question: "Mr. Oda, do you have a twin brother?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head.

Atsushi Nakajima: "Were you in the chief's office the day I brought you and the chief a meal?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Atsushi Nakajima said hesitantly, "I saw a man who looked exactly like you in that western restaurant."

"Oh." Oda Sakunosuke suddenly realized that this child should have seen the world [Oda]. "That's me too. For specifics, you can ask Dazai."

Atsushi Nakajima was dazed and nodded in a daze.

The two chatted for a few more words, and when it came to the development of the port Mafia and Yokohama, Oda Sakunosuke said with emotion: "However, I really didn't expect Dazai to become the leader. When he was still a 'double black'..."

"That, I'm sorry." Atsushi Nakajima interrupted him, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and asked in a low voice: "What is 'Double Black'?"

Oda Sakunosuke paused and asked, "Have you never heard of this name? When did you enter the port of Mafia?"

Atsushi Nakajima said a date.

Oda Sakunosuke frowned and calculated, it was after the Dragon Head War, so it was impossible not to have heard of it.

"'Shuanghei' refers to the name of the partner combination of Dazai and Zhongyuan cadres, have you never heard of it?" Oda said.

Atsushi Nakajima shook his head, his eyes full of confusion: "There has always been no 'double black' in Mafia Port, only the leader and the top cadre."

Only then did Sakunosuke Oda gradually realize that there was a deviation between this world and his original world.

"Then, have you seen me in Mafia?" Oda Sakunosuke had a flash of inspiration, and quickly added, "Or, you saw the person who looks like me in the western restaurant, and you thought about him Do you have an impression?"

Atsushi Nakajima shook his head: "Sorry, Mr. Oda, I have never seen you in Mafia, I thought you were not Mafia. As for the other Mr. Oda... I seemed to hear them discussing when I went I don't know anything else about cats."

Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a moment: "I see, thank you."

The system has not returned for a long time, it seems that he can't wait any longer, he has to take the initiative to attack.