Two or three things about having a crush on Mr. Dazai

I have seriously considered whether the leader wants me to die—because I exposed my ability and aroused the public anger of other underworld organizations, so he used me up and sacrificed to heaven.

This is a very logical thing.

I was too weak in the early stage, so Mori Ogai concealed my ability; when I gradually gained the ability to protect myself, he threw me out and attracted the hatred of other organizations from the port mafia to me.

After my reputation spread, everyone knew that the supernatural person "Akira Takeshita" was deeply loyal to the port mafia, and my label changed from "Yokohama ghost" to "Hong Kong black ghost". No one dared to use it except Hong Kong black I.

If I survived, I would have no choice but to work for Hong Kong gangsters in the future.

If I die in the assassination, it will just calm the anger of other organizations.Hong Kong and black can also use this as an excuse to clean up disobedient partners.

Maybe I'm being too conspiratorial, but it's entirely possible that this could happen.

The leader took me in, whose identity was unknown, and let Chuya Nakahara teach me, and saved my life after my mission failed. He even visited me in the hospital, and said to me with a confident smile, "Strongness is the foundation of everything."

But when Mori Ogai used a small scalpel to cut the throat of the former leader of Hong Kong gangsters, and asked Mr. Dazai who witnessed him to testify for his succession, his tone was the same.

I stopped thinking.

A lot of things are meaningless when you look closely.

I still don’t feel like I belong to Hong Kong and Black, but when I enter the building of the Hong Kong and Black Office, I breathe a sigh of relief, it has indeed become my shelter.

After dinner, Oda treated my injury. His movements were light and light, and he untied my bandages and applied medicine one after another.

I fell asleep on the bed.

Oda handled the injury skillfully, until he took off the peace charm I hung around my neck and stopped.

"...what's the matter?" I asked.

"You have been carrying?"

"Hmm." I said, "I almost lost it several times."

There are a lot of my blood stained on it, and the original color can hardly be seen-every time I feel a lot of pain, I have to pinch this talisman.

There was a moment of silence between the two of us.

Oda seemed to hold back something, and said after a long time: "It's a bit dirty, let me make another one for you."

I said: "OK."

"Are the tasks difficult?" Oda asked.

"It's not too difficult... There are more dangers in the follow-up."

"It's all done?"

I was so sleepy that I casually said, "Hmm..."

"Then you are amazing." Oda patted my head and praised.

"thanks……"

"Okay. Most of them are handled well by yourself, but you need to go to the hospital in time for the back injury next time."

"Oh……"

I was thinking in a daze, but Mr. Dazai has never asked others to help him deal with his injuries. He just waited for his body to recover naturally.

"You are still young and still growing."

I don't know if I said it, or Oda suddenly lit up the skill of "reading Aki Takeshita's inner thoughts". He persuaded, "If you don't raise it well now, you will leave hidden dangers in the future."

"Yes……"

"Go to sleep if you are really sleepy." Oda said helplessly, "Autumn's dark circles are so heavy that they are about to fall off. Children who lack sleep during their development will not grow taller."

In this way, I had the most peaceful sleep in Oda Sakunosuke's house in this period of time.

I woke up the next day feeling refreshed.

"Morning, Oda-san. Did anyone come to see me last night?"

Oda's voice came from the kitchen: "One came after you fell asleep."

"I'm causing you trouble." I felt a little bit guilty about his sleep.

Oda came out of the living room with breakfast and asked, "It's all right, did you sleep well last night?"

"great."

"Really? But you still look weak."

Since that mental attack, I have always had trouble falling asleep, and my face and lips have become tired and pale, which fits the word "ghost" at night.

But after getting used to it, it's actually okay, my actual combat power is far from being as weak as it looks on the outside.

"Be sure to believe that this is just an appearance."

I said, "Even if the supernatural ability hasn't recovered, I'm so energetic that the hot chicken killer can kill one one, and two can kill one pair."

Oda was startled by my speech, and then said helplessly: "...Oh. Let's have breakfast, I'm starting."

"Yes. I'm starting."

I asked him, "Are you going to Lupine tonight?"

Another question in advance, Oda thought for a while before saying: "Go."

Steady!If he goes, Mr. Dazai will definitely go too!

Me: "If there are no guests tonight, please allow me to disturb you."

"Don't bother." Oda said.

After finishing today's training and work, I went to the hospital for examination, buying medicine, and changing the medicine as usual.

The nurse at the counter was very familiar with me, and said hello, "Does Takeshita-san want these medicines today?"

"Yes, I still want to register and make an appointment for trauma treatment."

Since it's Oda's suggestion, let's give it a try.

A worried look appeared on the nurse's face: "Let me do it. What's the matter?"

When she saw the criss-crossed scars on my body from knife wounds, gun wounds, bruises, bruises, falls, she took a big breath of cold air, and said distressedly while disinfecting: "My God, how could this happen? This is too much, right? !...Takeshita-kun, are you okay? Will it hurt?"

"Fortunately."

At best, the moment of being disinfected is particularly exciting.

The nurse's movements became more and more careful, but her hands were not as steady and crisp as Oda's.

"Please don't worry about me, I'm not afraid of pain." In order to make her let go, I said.

"Oh, why are you still working after being hurt like this, your boss is too cruel..." she complained.

I have to maintain Zhong Yuan's reputation: "It's not the boss's problem."

"...That's yourself?!" The nurse was shocked, "You must not learn from Dazai Dazai's terrible habit of committing suicide every day!! We know you admire Dazai Dazai, but suicide is not worth learning and advocating!"

Me: "...It's not suicide either."

Why does she think I'm imitating Mr. Dazai's suicide?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was the case: "The amount of bandages you bought recently is about the same as that of the cadres, but it's not good to wear bandages all the time, it's not conducive to wound healing... Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment? How much it hurts..."

Me: "Stop."

The nurse's thoughts came to an abrupt end.

I said, "Thank you for your concern and advice. But I think everyone has their own choices and ways of life."

I know what it means to bring a "secret" into the void every time.

The rising status of the port mafia, the reputation that is deeply feared by many underworld organizations in Yokohama; at the same time, the dangers that come with these are the consequences that I have to bear.

The nurse sighed, with a complicated expression, and said, "Of course you can choose. I just think you don't have to push yourself too hard. Mr. Takeshita looks...too hard."

I am silent.

I also want those who assassinate me not to come, can they agree?

In the end I didn't say anything.

After the back wound was treated, I declined her offer to help with other injuries, thanked her, and left the hospital with the medicine.

The frequency of being assassinated has been greatly reduced recently, and the level of the assassins is not as good as the previous killers. I wonder if they gave up.

I was secretly happy for this sign, and after I came out of the hospital, I threw the medicine in the dormitory, and rushed to Lupin's Tavern without eating.

I sat in the deepest corner of the tavern, stayed from evening to late at night, and after drinking the third carton of milk, I finally waited for Mr. Dazai.

As soon as he came in, he looked towards this corner, ignoring me like before.

Dazai sat alone at the bar in a daze, and then Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango also arrived. The three came here one after another without any agreement.

During the Longtou War, Ango Sakaguchi, whom I had tracked before, was detained in an underground accounting office in Hong Kong and black to do accounting records and other work. Somehow, he met Dazai and Oda, and the three became drinking friends.

Every time I hear him complaining about Mr. Dazai and Oda not being able to complain about it without any scruples, I am very jealous—I am jealous that he, a latecomer, blends into Mr. Dazai and the others so naturally.

But thinking of Ango Sakaguchi's courage and means of daring to sneak into the Hong Kong gangsters as an undercover agent, it seems natural that he can be appreciated by Dazai and Oda.

They chatted without a word in the tavern late at night.

Ango Sakaguchi suddenly mentioned: "Recently, there is a 'ghost assassin' in Yokohama who is very famous. I heard that he is in Mafia. I don't know if it is true or not. Have you seen it?"

Dazai: "..."

Oda: "..."

Me: Can you, someone with an intelligence background, know if it’s true or not?Mr. Yasugo Sakaguchi, a government spy.

Not only have you seen it, you even kept him awake for half a month.For half a month!

No, the more you think about it, the more angry you are.

Sure enough, I should find a chance to toss Ango Sakaguchi in the middle of the night.