[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

Now I don't expect to be able to collect any useful information, I just want to be able to end my undercover mission alive.

This is what I thought after working with Osamu Dazai on the first day.

To what extent can this boss be self-willed? When he saw Tiaohe, he thought it was a good river and jumped straight into it. He was playing games when others were seriously searching for the corpses of Hong Kong gang members to recover their belongings, and he was wandering while others were interrogating the enemy.

...How on earth did such a person climb to the top?No, it should be someone who climbed to the top. Is it possible to have such a person?

Well, these are not the point, the point is why I have to go out to do missions as a civil servant, obviously I just need to pour a cup of tea in the office and write reports and organize paperwork leisurely. Bullets, knives and guns have no eyes Ah, I'm going to poof at any moment.

"Master Dazai, all the information from the traitor has been tortured." One of his subordinates was reporting respectfully to Osamu Dazai, who was playing Nintendo Switch NS, when a sound of "GAME OVER" came from the game console, and the boy threw the game console on the ground in boredom. On one side, resting his chin in boredom, "Do you still need my instructions for such a simple question?"

...This kind of person can live for such a long time, it feels like he will be assassinated by the people below at any time.

"Forget it, it's rare that a new member came." Osamu Dazai stood up, tilted his head towards me, and looked straight into my eyes with his iris-colored eyes that couldn't reflect light, "show her the mafia handling The traitor's method, after all, it will definitely be used in the future."

I:! ! !

I took a step back subconsciously, trying to calm down, "I'm just a clerical worker, and it shouldn't be my turn to do this kind of thing."

The boy's brows and eyes were still curved, and his calm voice was full of emotionless threats, "No, if you can't even do the simplest things like this, I don't need such a useless subordinate."

I don't need to mean that I don't dare to think about whether to send me away or send me to Santuchuan, and I didn't even think about being your subordinate, you forced me to come here.I roared in my heart, but I didn't dare to say anything on the surface, and finally followed behind him obediently.I think I might have to be treated by a government psychiatrist after the undercover mission is over, after all the chances of me suffering from PTSD after going through these inhumane affairs are very high.

Three young and middle-aged men had their hands tied behind their backs, and several people in black suits pressed their shoulders and forced them to kneel.

"Master Dazai, you said that we will spare our lives if we tell the information." The haggard man with blood and dust on his face immediately bent down crying when he saw Osamu Dazai, struggling to crawl towards him , "I have two children in my family, one of them is very sick, and I have no choice but to collect the money."

The voice was so shrill that I subconsciously looked at Osamu Dazai, but I didn't expect to meet his gaze.

His expression didn't change at all, he was still smiling, "The way the mafia retaliates is like an ID card, and there are strict regulations from the beginning to the end—"

Let the Betrayer bite the paving stones, kick him in the back of the head to break his jaw, turn him over and shoot him three times in the chest.

"That's it." The black-haired boy bent his eyes and handed me the pistol/gun, "There are two more over there, I'll leave it to you, Lina-chan."

Bare teeth and white bones, muscle texture and dripping blood, the man who was crying and begging for forgiveness a few minutes ago can no longer speak.

I looked at the man lying on the ground, my mind went blank, but I involuntarily took the gun in Dazai's hand.

What I thought at the time was that this boy is really a perfect mafia, and he will fall down as many floors as there are in hell.

I didn't vomit, after all, I had already seen all kinds of corpses when I was wandering on the street.It's just that I had a nightmare all night, dreaming that a man covered in blood grabbed my feet and pulled me into the black mud, smelly, dark, and suffocating. After I woke up, I couldn't sleep anymore.

Tossing and turning on the single bed with the quilt in my arms, I struggled to get up after the alarm clock rang, looked at myself in the mirror, like a female ghost crawling out of a cemetery, I wailed and took out the concealer and applied a thick layer of concealer under my eyes several layers.

"Did Lina-chan not sleep last night?" The black-haired boy looked at me with a smile, and pointed to his eyes, "There are heavy dark circles under my eyes."

"Because there are rats in the dormitory," I said nonsense with my eyes open, "so I hunted the rat all night, and only caught him at dawn."

"Eh? It seems that the mouse is very clever, so it can't catch it all night." The boy bent his mouth and asked unexpectedly, "Li Nachan, do you know supernatural powers?"

At the same time, I saw the tab above his head update.

【Osamu Dazai-Sudden Ability: Disqualification in the World (Disabled Ability)】

I:……

I used to think I was a king until I met this man.

No, I can't lose, and more importantly, I can't expose my abilities.I immediately covered my chest, and my voice was slightly aggrieved, "Does Master Dazai look down on people without supernatural powers?"

Being able to see the tags of everyone and things, all the pretense is meaningless in front of me, this is really a very convenient intelligence-gathering ability, otherwise the Ability Secret Service Division would not have thrown me into the port mafia as an undercover agent.But at the same time, this ability will also attract the vigilance and covetousness of others. If they lock me up and force me to use my ability to collect information for them, a weak chicken like me will not be able to resist at all.

There is no special ability to bite myself to death, I secretly clenched my fist.

"I'm just asking casually, Li Nachan doesn't need to be so nervous." The boy raised his eyebrows, and changed his voice, "Or you are guilty."

The fastest reaction time of an average person is about 0.2 seconds. A liar prepares his speech in advance and urgently hopes that the other party will believe him, so the reaction time will be much faster than the normal time.

I paused for a short while, then looked at him respectfully, and replied sincerely, "Because Dazai-sama is my leader and holds the power over my life and death, I am in awe of you, so naturally I tend to feel panic .” Turning his face away, he muttered in a low voice, “Who can see what happened yesterday and not be afraid.”

He chuckled lightly and didn't bring up the topic again.

I knew I was right.

After working with Osamu Dazai for a week, I no longer expect to be able to complete the undercover mission alive, but to die happily.Don't torture me, don't deal with traitors, just give me a quick shot and I'll be satisfied.

But within a month, my bottom line changed again and again.

I'm afraid, maybe it's enough for me to die in half a year.Although I had enough awareness when I accepted the undercover task, after all, undercover is such a difficult and great but unknown task, but now... I am really just a child, don't treat me so cruelly Can I!

The cruel life made me lose weight quickly. I looked down and saw that my small steamed bun had become even more exquisite. Tears welled up in my eyes. I took out my bank card and planned to go to the supermarket to buy some boxes of papaya milk to save myself.

I am a woman who is determined to have a D, and I am still in the developmental stage, as long as I work harder, it will definitely be possible.

Although I hugged Guangjin Liulang's thigh and cried before and said that I could not pay my salary, but within a few days, the other party gave me a bank card and told me that my salary would be transferred to the bank card on time every month, and I should not spend it randomly.I found out that after following Osamu Dazai, my salary has doubled, probably because of my mental damage.

There are gangsters fighting outside, but the territory of Hong Kong gangsters is relatively stable.Take your wallet and bank card, put your hands/guns away, lock the door, and I went to the nearby supermarket.

I haven't seen Mr. Guangjin recently, so it's time to make some biscuits to increase my favorability.The flour and eggs are almost used up. If there is butter, there is still a refrigerator. I will buy a box of papaya milk and a box of pure milk. Ah, this chocolate looks delicious. Forget it, I still can’t buy it now. For this kind of high-end imported goods, ordinary milk chocolate is enough.

After going around for a while, I looked at the full trolley, gritted my teeth and decided to pay the bill, and put the expensive-looking box of chocolates in by the way.Maybe when I will die, I'd better enjoy myself in time, and spend the money as soon as possible.

The aftermath of impulse buying is that I'm looking at a pile of things in front of me and wondering how to move them back to the dorm.The first reaction was Mr. Hirotsu, but the other party seemed to be very busy, and I was a little embarrassed to bother him during the rare vacation.second reaction is

……Huh?Is my popularity so poor that I can't find anyone who can help me except Mr. Hirotsu.No, no, when I gave the biscuits back then, I got a lot of favor points, but I was taken away by Osamu Dazai before I could save their contact information.Now because of Osamu Dazai, I haven't started to brush up my favorability points, and all the biscuits I eat every day have entered Dazai Osamu's stomach.Seeing Osamu Dazai eating so happily, the people below dared not accept my biscuits.

It's all Dazai's fault!

Now is the time to test my training results. Although the time for physical training has dropped sharply after working with Osamu Dazai, the time for mental training has increased rapidly. In order to prevent his routines and anti-routines, I have to die countless times every day A brain cell, already has a tendency to go bald at a young age.

Others became bald even after they became stronger, but I started to bald before I became stronger.It's so miserable, I can't help but think of my dead self because of thinning hair, the make-up artist had to put on a wig for me, but it was ripped off by the brats who came to the funeral.No no no, think in a better direction, because I was exposed as an undercover agent, I would die without a whole body or be stuffed into Tokyo Bay, and I don’t even need to hold a funeral... It’s even worse, okay!

Did Osamu Dazai persecute me to this extent? I couldn't help shivering, decisively deleted the brain hole just now, rolled up my sleeves, hung the plastic bag on my arm, and carried two boxes of milk.

Fortunately, the dormitory is not far from here. I was carrying the milk panting. The paper bag on it almost blocked my sight, so I could only move my steps cautiously.

The object in his hand suddenly lightened, so light that it almost seemed to be non-existent. At the same time, a voice sounded, "Hello! This is the territory of the Mafia. Are you from the Port Mafia?"

I turned my head to look over, and it was a young man with black hair wearing a black top hat.He looked about my age, with a white T-shirt and black jacket, and a choker around his neck.

【Central Plains Chuya (Huang Ba spit)】

I saw the tag above his head.

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Mafia's way of revenge comes from anime.