[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

Hearing Dazai's words, Odasaku was stunned for a moment.

He snorted, and when he was about to say something, the smiling friend turned around and continued talking.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, Odasaku." The boy said softly, "Itachi-kun doesn't know enough about your own supernatural powers, right? That's really bad. If you can't control things like supernatural powers, it's easy to go berserk. Oh."

"Besides, Odasaku usually doesn't have time to take care of Itachi-kun, right?"

This is true.The older Itachi obviously cannot be fostered in the boss's house like a group of children, and even if it is the Itachi who lives in the Oda writer, the foster father and son have a job and a school, and there is not much time to communicate, let alone Oda work. The particularity of his work prevents him from controlling his working hours.

In short, the ferret growing up in such an environment is more miserable than the child of a single old father.

So "It's only natural that this will make Itachi-kun feel confused about the future" mercilessly inserted into the old father's knee.

"If you stay by my side and see more things, I think Itachi-kun will be able to get out of the narrow self-space. Isn't the ideal at that time just something you can grab at your fingertips?"

Dazai looked at his friend with a smile, with an air of consideration for him.

— In fact, at least some of the facts do.

Just when he thought he was agreed to like this, a man's voice came.

"Even so," Oda Saku's voice was still slow, with a sense of irrefutable statement, "I will not agree without Itachi's disagreement."

"Even if it's Dazai, you can't use it as a promotion gift for becoming a cadre."

Well, it was seen through.

The boy whose lie was exposed thought to himself, but he didn't have any thoughts like ah, it's too bad.

On the contrary, the boy with his cheeks dragging his eyes blinked with an indescribable smile.

"Sure enough, Odasaku is the most interesting."

The young Dazai Osamu said so, and added, "Ah, itachi-kun too, very interesting."

It is not an interesting thing to be said to be interesting by such a boy who is known as terrifying in the port mafia and is avoided by countless people. You must know that the last interesting thing was said by a boy standing in front of the torture room of Hong Kong black , and then he grew to become the leader of the torture room, from the biggest creator of howling in the torture room to not making a sound.

But maybe it was too natural, Odasaku just looked at the boy for a while, as if he was judging whether what the other party said was true, and then replied after a while, "That's really a great honor."

Like a friendly uncle next door.

But the uncle next door doesn't exist.

Even if this person does look like an uncle, in fact neither the neighbor nor the uncle fits the bill.

In the end, he just pondered for a while, and slowly responded to the other party's proposal, "Although I don't want the children to be involved in the Mafia, if Itachi agrees, I will not object."

Dazai frowned as expected.

As expected. As expected.Although Oda Saku always acts as if he doesn't want to involve them in the mafia when facing the children, but he implements the principle of special treatment for the older Itachi who obviously has his own judgment.

Well, that's to be expected.

Thinking about Dazai's smile became softer.

"That... Dazai..." The young man hesitated.

"What changed your mind, Odasaku?!"

"No, I just wanted to say that your smile is a little weird."

"Eh, is it?"

"That's right," the upright young man Odasaku nodded and thought carefully, "What I have to say is a bit disgusting."

Itachi poked the little guys on the forehead one by one and drove them upstairs, then turned around and saw two people with most of their bodies in the shadows.I can't see the expression clearly, but the atmosphere is a natural flow.

Torn between standing still and stepping forward to interrupt, Itachi followed Odasaku's wave and walked over in obedience.

The communication between the three of them is obviously not as easy as when they get along in twos. Both Itachi and Dazai subconsciously concealed their previous precious intersection with each other; Oda Saku was unwilling to reveal more about the dark world before Itachi made a decision Dazai, who knew this, thoughtfully did not mention it.So it's not surprising that the topic ended up being a bit weird—

"Hey——Is Itachi-kun's school so fun!" Not only did the young man not feel bored after hearing about Itachi's troubled campus and boring study life, on the contrary, he almost felt it when the two showed their starry eyes. A rather yearning expression.

"That's great, Odasaku has dud bombs every day, and Itachi-kun is attacked every day—ah, only me, I don't even have the chance to commit suicide happily," Dazai childishly put his head on the table and began to roll, The whole person visibly weakened to the naked eye.

"That's really bad." Oda Saku sighed sincerely, and Itachi, who was sitting next to him, blinked and nodded in agreement.

"Ah—this life—" Dazai shouted in an aria, his body leaning back and opening his arms, "this is such a boring life."

When he leaned back with all his strength, his neck was exposed, and his fair skin was hidden under layers of bandages. Even this couldn't cover up the arc that was bent like a dying swan.

calling for help

I'm asking for help.

The father and son who looked at each other knew each other well, but no one took any action to interrupt the boy's weirdness.

It was a bit late when I got home.

Although the father and son both ate some, after consulting Itachi, Odasaku still quickly went to the kitchen to make clear noodles for the two.

In the mist, the father and son said relatively softly, "I'm starting", and slowly picked up the noodles in the bowl at a speed of almost one frequency.

What was slightly different was that the ferret paused after eating half of it, and pulled out a white and fat poached egg from the bottom of the bowl.

——Obviously, unlike the image of the caregiver in front of the younger brothers and sisters, itachi is the one being taken care of in this family.

"Dazai said that he wants you to join the Mafia and become his subordinate," the father sitting across from him suddenly said when he poked the poached egg, "What do you think?"

"Why..." Itachi looked away from the poached egg, "If it was a few days ago, I might have agreed."

He said, "But didn't you ask me to communicate with the teacher more yesterday? I told the teacher my doubts..."

"Ah, that means rejection." Oda Saku summed up Itachi's feedback calmly.

"Yes." Itachi remained calm, and did not say that the biggest reason was that although the old father himself did not say it, he did oppose his wish to join the mafia.

The father and son talked again, and seeing that it was getting late, Odasaku began to urge Itachi to go to bed.The warm yellow light went out one by one under the gentle urging sound.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai, with his hands in his pockets, was on his way home alone when he was pulled out of a long black shadow by the light of a street lamp.

He touched the top of his head, and the feeling of rubbing the top of his head seemed to stay when he shouted in exile that life was boring.

The corner of the boy's mouth curved slightly imperceptibly, happily humming a strange song and jumping towards his residence.I picked up a phone call halfway, "Yeah, boss."

The tone was frivolous and pleasant, and Mori Ogai, who was on the other end of the phone, also looked at the phone screen again to confirm whether this was the phone number of the guy he was looking for called Osamu Dazai.

"It seems that you are in a good mood," he said casually, but he got a rare response from the other party, and he seemed really happy.

"But before that, there is a job."

"Recently, some guys have begun to attack Hong Kong gangsters restlessly. I hope you, Mr. Dazai, can solve this matter."

"Wow, is it a test for promotion to a cadre?"

"This is not a test for you, is it?"

"Of course." Dazai Osamu suddenly stopped his joyful steps, he stood under the dim streetlight, and the warm light came down from above, adding a sense of soft beauty.

"But Mr. Mori seems to be one step too late this time."

"Oh" Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows with great interest, and waited for the other party's remaining words.

"Now, I seem to have been found by the little mice."

Osamu Dazai turned slightly sideways, squinting at the darkness.There seemed to be something surging outside the range covered by the lights.

The author has something to say:

Zai whose head was patted: hee hee hee hee

Brother Weasel (complex mood): a little disgusting

Oda Saku (hesitant to speak): seconded

Zai: Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee

Hello everyone, I came back from the test alive == I haven’t coded for a long time, I feel a little rusty == I hope it doesn’t collapse (Amen)

Then... after today, the daily update will start, everyone, please don’t forget (put your hands together) by A Duo who is waiting for comments (——I won’t be called when I’m complained, so I’ll note the sound duo)

And emmmm who said to kill the weasel, are you the devil? The weasel is so cute, why should we kill him? ?Look at the label, we have no cp, and there will be no results if you stand on cp

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