In the days when Xiongying was undercover [Comprehensive]

Dazai——

Maybe Boltz didn't know what the name represented, but Akutagawa knew it, even the wild dogs who grew up in the slums knew the name.

Legend has it that he is a ghost of the port mafia guerrillas, a man like a ghost who can kill his father and mother without blinking an eye.

It's like Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't expect that this person turned out to be a young man who was almost the same age as himself.

Boltz wasn't tall enough, and standing in front of him couldn't block his gaze from looking at Osamu Dazai.

"What are you doing here."

Osamu Dazai is a member of the port mafia, why did he kill the illegal westerners who had interests with them, and judging by the death of these people, they have been dead for a long time, and Osamu Dazai is standing here, no doubt wait for them.

He didn't hold a weapon, but just tugged at the bandages on his hands boredly. There was no sign of any weapons bulging on the flat windbreaker, and there were no automatic guns or guns regularly used by the Mafia on the waist or legs when he walked around. It's a dagger.

What method did he use to kill those people?

"I'm here to find you." Osamu Dazai reached out his hand and tapped his temple: "They, as the sub-organization of the Port Mafia, obliterated the children in order to keep their mouth shut, but one of the children escaped, and the other knew| No one was there."

The escaped person refers to Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and the insider is Boltz.

"I heard such a report. Then I speculated. The boy will take revenge, right? If you want to complete revenge, you can only use a surprise attack. On the only way to the trading place, the forest road is the most suitable for a surprise attack. Because of the darkness and mist, you can’t see your figure from here, even if you are counterattacked, the trees will become a shield against bullets. At least four people can be killed. If you are lucky, all six people can be killed. Of course, you will also It's dead."

These two people seem to be malnourished. The little girl in front is not only short, but also wearing summer clothes. Her arms and legs are exposed, and the blood has soaked his clothes, turning red. of blackened color.

"But that's not enough." Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes fell on Boltz's body, and his own figure was reflected in those dark eyes that looked like a pool of water. His long eyebrows frowned, protecting the boy behind him who was obviously stronger than him.

"Poltz... right? You did a good job a few days ago. You didn't leave a single victim alive. Your techniques were clean and neat. Before you died, your enemies shouldn't have suffered too much."

Because Osamu Dazai had no tendency to attack, Boltz was just on guard and did not make a move.Hearing that he was mentioned, Boltz was just stunned for a moment: "Is that an order from you?"

"After hearing about it, I did some research." Dazai smiled, "You two are really amazing little guys."

Akutagawa's eyes were a bit complicated. He knew that the bloody smell on Boltz's body after he came back that night was not an illusion, but he didn't know what Boltz did for those medicines, probably robbery or something...

But he didn't know that Boltz made an exchange with the port mafia in order to find medicine. He killed the talent in exchange for the medicine, which allowed him to survive the wound inflammation and high fever, and he was able to personally avenge his companions.

"I've said it before, don't worry about it." Boltz blocked back when Akutagawa wanted to speak.

Just killing a few irrelevant people can bring Akutagawa back from hell. This deal is really a bargain.Akutagawa doesn't have to worry about that.

Osamu Dazai watched the interaction between the two with great interest.

Akutagawa was simply annoyed at being called a kid by a man of similar age.

But the man in front of him does have the capital to call him that. Even if he does it now, Akutagawa still feels as if he swallowed an ice cube, and his whole body is cold from the inside out.

"you……"

"Actually, I was promoted today. After becoming a cadre, I have the right to freely hire my subordinates—"

Akutagawa tightened his grip on Boltz's arm.

This man named Osamu Dazai hit everything, from the idea at the beginning, to the location, to the ending, everything hit the mark.

But... promotion, cadre, hire?

Mafia cadres, the position second only to BOSS, are like the relationship between the chairman and a councilor for Yokohama, which has extrajudicial jurisdiction.This age is almost the same as myself, and it can't be more than 20 years old at most.

To be able to become a cadre, what kind of means does this person have, or what kind of cruelty he has to get to this level.

"Although Boltz-san is very powerful, there is no tacit understanding between us, so...these people are the contract money I gave you to Akutagawa. Because you don't care about money and status, Mr. Akutagawa, these six people should be impressed. You, as my sincerity."

Boltz was a little dazed.

"Akutagawa, usually in this situation..." Didn't Yin say to run away?

He probably knows what Boltz wants to say, and Akutagawa already has an idea of ​​what to say after Osamu Dazai.

It was nothing more than a request to let the two of them join the mafia.

"So, I want to invite you to join the Mafia."

kill him.

A voice in Akutagawa's heart said so, piercing his throat with the knife conjured from his clothes, so that he would no longer show such a strategizing expression as if he knew everything by heart.

"Are you going?" Akutagawa asked Boltz before he was about to start. He pulled Boltz so that he changed from standing in front of him to being protected by him behind him.

"Will Akutagawa be treated?"

Hearing this, Dazai almost couldn't hide his surprise.

It's so interesting, this kind of fetters in the slums, the fragile and dangerous fetters left between life and death.

The traceless thread between the two binds the two tightly together, even if they fall into hell, do they still have to pull each other together?

"of course."

As soon as the words fell, Akutagawa leaned forward, and the hem of his clothes turned into spikes. The target pointed directly at the man's throat. There was no murderous look, and even the wind didn't exist. Akutagawa didn't believe that the man could escape, and Boltz wanted to catch him. Akutagawa's hand was empty, only grabbing a cloud of cool air.

The black blade that once pierced the hearts and throats of countless people disappeared without a sound. The man didn't even move a bit, and even the expression on his face didn't change, it still had a disgusting curvature.

He guessed everything, from seeing the two of them at the beginning, to praising Boltz later, to his own attack later, he guessed everything.

No, it should be speculation.

This man is really scary.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Akutagawa's forehead, and there was even a bit of understanding and boredom in those kite-colored eyes, but there was no surprise or fear.

He knew from the beginning that he would sneak attack and attack his throat with the blade transformed by the ability.

At that moment, Akutagawa thought he had arrived in hell.

"Even if you reject me, I will not be angry and angry. I will give you a sum of money to bury your companion, and give you and Polz-san a sum of money so that you can take your My sister lives on, and I will not bother you any more, nor will I appear in front of you." Dazai Osamu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the two of them.

"But if you have some awareness, I will give you the right to pursue your ideal. Of course, this is not an easy road. It will be more painful and tortured than your current life, and you will even die at any time." Dazai's expression It doesn't seem to be joking: "The life at the bottom is nothing more than a tepid daily life in comparison."

On the contrary, he will embark on a road full of blood and desire, full of thorns, and the only way to die is to work hard to move forward.

However, the end of this road is Akutagawa Ryunosuke's goal.

"What is your pursuit?"

--Pursue?

Is that kind of thing something you can hold in your hands?

Like the flow of water, the more you grasp, the less you can grasp.

The author has something to say: I can't help but look at the hands of the comments!