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

—Take care of yourself, Qiu.

He told me to take care of myself.

I froze in place, staring at the mobile phone in Zhongya Nakahara's hand that had just finished playing the recording.

It's Mr. Dazai.

He called my name, he was talking to me.

Mr. Dazai left Hong Kong and Hei, he abandoned all the rules, achievements, status and companions of the past few years.

But Mr. Dazai did not forget me.

Mr. Dazai still misses me, and told me through Chuya Nakahara, telling me to be patient and grow up. He said that such a person is a good boy.

The corners of my mouth couldn't help rising higher and higher, tears rushed down my cheeks and rushed down brilliantly.

I asked Nakahara: "Mr. Nakahara...is this Mr. Dazai?"

Zhong Yuan: "Nonsense."

I was stunned by him, but I couldn't stop the good mood like fireworks in full bloom: "When is this Mr. Dazai...?"

Zhong Yuan: "Just now."

So Chuya Nakahara came to the hospital to look for me as soon as he received the message from Dazai?

I sincerely said: "Mr. Zhongyuan, thank you. Can I take a look at this recording?"

Zhongyuan handed me the phone.

I saw that the source of the audio was an unfamiliar number, not the communication number that Zhongyuan noted as "mackerel", it should be Mr. Dazai's temporary mobile phone.

I watched and watched this 17-second recording reluctantly, wanting to play it again.

I looked at Zhongyuan imploringly.

Zhong Yuan glanced at my face, put his hands on his chest, and turned his head to look out the window: "Listen if you want."

"If Takeshita-kun is still alive, tell him this even in trouble...Take care of yourself, Qiu."

Dazai's voice echoed in the ward over and over again, and I couldn't help listening to it over and over again.

Really, I can't control my hand pressing the play button at all.

By the time he heard it for the sixth time, several veins of the word "well" had popped out of Zhong Yuan's forehead.

I decided to accept it as soon as I saw it.

I did not continue to play this recording, but held Zhong Yuan's personal mobile phone and asked him sincerely: "Mr. Zhong Yuan, would you mind selling this mobile phone to me?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

He looked like he wanted to lift me upside down and shake the water in my head.

But it doesn't matter, I'm still seriously injured, and seriously injured patients do whatever they want.

I slowly, slowly handed Zhong Yuan's cell phone back, with tears on my face, extremely sad.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

The final result was that all my salary for this month was deducted, and I got Nakahara Chuya's personal mobile phone × 1.

Conclusion: Nakahara Chuya is indeed a good boss who cares for his subordinates.

After all, he also left me a bonus no.

You must know that there are many special missions for "Ghost", and the bonus is not a small amount except for the ordinary salary.

Zhong Yuanzhong also warned me: "Don't use any account registered on my mobile phone to do strange things."

Me: "Promise not."

Me: "I won't even charge your phone bill. From now on, I guarantee that it's just a simple recording player."

Why does Nakahara Chuya look like he wants to repent?

No, your salary has been deducted from you, and I will not return your mobile phone, Mr. Zhongyuan.

I stayed in the hospital for more than half a month before I could barely get off the ground.According to a less rigorous comparison, I think the injury this time should be heavier than the previous arrest.

Akutagawa's Rashomon passed right through my body, tearing my chest and abdomen apart. The ghost knows how I survived. It may be that Rashomon's ability to stop bleeding and attack is as strong as unscientific.

After the sick leave ended, as soon as I returned to Hong Kong, the leader of the gangsters came to talk to me.

The last time I saw Mori Ogai, I put the dagger on his neck, and he didn't know anything.

The last time I saw Mori Ogai, he gave me enough information to destroy Oda Sakunosuke, but I didn't know anything about it.

When I entered the office, Mori Ogai had just changed Alice into a new dress, and one big and one small were intoxicated in front of the mirror.

My tone was as usual: "Boss, good morning, Miss Alice. What are your orders?"

Mori Ogai picked up the pretty and lovely blond girl from the mirror and twirled it around.

Alice wrapped her arms around Mori Ogai's neck and sat on his arm, shouting out of embarrassment, "Rintaro!"

Mori Ogai: "Good morning, Takeshita-kun! Come and see if the new dress I bought for Alice looks particularly pretty?"

I looked at it for a while, nodded and said, "It looks good."

Alice jumped down nimbly and sat on the mahogany desk: "Although Qiu says that every time, I'm still very happy."

Mori Ogai casually leaned against the desk, put his hands on the table on both sides of his body, and said with a smile: "I don't have any business today, just chat with Takeshita-kun casually, don't need to be as serious as accepting a task."

Mori Ogai himself is a very cultured man with a refined face, just right for a doctor in a white coat or a polite teacher.

In fact, however, he is a mafia leader who controls the fate of tens of thousands of people.She is also a lolicon who loves to buy clothes for her own abilities.

"I heard that Qiu missed and was seriously injured in the battle with Akutagawa-kun?" Alice said crisply, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Rintaro said that you are recuperating in the hospital and cannot play with you."

That's most of what's been said out there.They thought that because of Mr. Dazai's defection, I lost my mind and my strength dropped greatly. Few people knew that I was asking for death on my own initiative.

I said: "It can be said that. It is indeed a shameful thing to say."

Especially after I decided to live and received Mr. Dazai's recording.

Alice giggled: "It's okay. You are still very powerful in our eyes."

Mori Ogai said with emotion: "I remember when I first met Takeshita-kun, you were about the same height as Alice-chan, and even thinner than Alice-chan. Now you are so much taller."

In the past two years, I have grown a lot taller, and Alice's ability as a humanoid has not changed in any way.

I said: "Yes."

Mori Ogai: "At the beginning, you joined Mafia port because of one of my excellent subordinates. Now that Dazai-kun has defected, I wonder what Takeshita-kun thinks?"

He added: "Don't worry, this was a light exchange and I won't blame you for it. I want to know what you really think."

The vibe he created and what he said was lighthearted, but I knew it wasn't.

If Mr. Dazai had just defected, thinking "there is no reason to stay in Hong Kong" in my heart, I would definitely reveal my truth.

And now...

——A good boy knows how to be patient.

Mr. Dazai said.

"I am willing to stay in Mafia and serve you."

I am sincere.

Hong Kong and Black have connections and resources.It must be more convenient for me to find Mr. Dazai with the help of them.

"Takeshita-kun has grown up." Mori Ogai sighed.

Alice complained: "Rin Taro always thinks he is an elder, and looks at others with the eyes of a child."

"Where is there~~"

Mori Ogai said aggrievedly, "Obviously, I have always treated them the same way a superior treats his subordinates."

Startled by Mori Ogai's voice, I silently shook off goosebumps.

Mori Ogai emphasized again: "I have always respected your choices. Dazai-kun is my most talented subordinate. Even if he defected, I would not hold a meeting of the 'five major cadres'. The position of this cadre will always be reserved for him. Waiting for him to come back at any time."

When Mori Ogai talked about the defection of the most talented subordinate, his tone was very regretful, but there was no surprise, as if he had expected it.

"Actually, I was mentally prepared that Mr. Takeshita wanted to defect, leaving me, a widowed old man, busy and exhausted all day long for the development of Mafia."

What Mori Ogai said was pitiful, it made my head full of black lines.

The majestic leader of the port mafia, above ten thousand people, calling the wind and calling the rain, what's wrong with me?

The immediate leader described himself as miserable, so I could only cooperate with him and comfort him, "No way."

"Takeshita-kun's choice is beyond my expectation. I am very touched that Mafia has such a little attraction for you." Mori Ogai said, "It is the creed I taught Dazai-kun not to do things that are not beneficial to you. It seems that You understand it well, too."

I stared at him silently.

Mori Ogai smiled: "Takeshita-kun is a subordinate I value very much, and Alice also likes you very much. From a personal point of view, I would like to give you a suggestion."

Me: "Please tell me."

Mori Owai said: "In addition to Dazai-kun, drinking milk and studying physics, you can properly cultivate some other hobbies in your life-this is not only to make you happier, but also for the better development of Mafia in the future."

He spread his hands: "Who made you so important to me? The old man can't bear the departure of his trusted subordinates again!"

I:"……"

Me: "Okay, thanks for your suggestion."

Me: "Boss, have you said the same thing to me before?"

Sounds a little familiar.

Mori Ogai smiled lovingly, "Maybe."

Cultivate some new interests and hobbies, what should be cultivated?I can't learn Mr. Dazai's strategy anymore. Apart from strategy, what he is good at is...

I asked Mori Ogai: "How about letting me learn about torture?"

The benevolent leader of Hong Kong gangsters froze with a smile: "..."

"Ordinary and healthy hobbies," he added.

"Isn't torture possible?"

Mori Ogai raised his forehead: "... yes."

I said, "Just kidding."

Mori Ogai was taken aback, hugged Alice and started crying: "Alice-chan, Takeshita-kun has really grown up! He's actually joking with me!"

Alice looked disgusted at him.

Before leaving, Mori Ogai still arranged for me to observe and learn about torture in a special mafia course.

There is no doubt that his concern and advice for me came from the bottom of his heart. When he confirmed that I was still valuable to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, his mood was visible to the naked eye.

Rather than saying that Mori Ogai is unpredictable and treats people coldly, it is better to say that as the leader, he is obsessed with the port mafia organization above all else.

I suddenly remembered that on the day Oda died, Mori Ogai confronted Dazai in this office.In the end, he watched Dazai's back and left without making a move.

Perhaps Mori Ogai saw today at that time.

At that time, he might not have known that my dagger was pressing against his throat in nothingness.

But he just smiles.

Same smile as "casually chatting" with me today.

When I was about to leave the Ganghei Building after get off work, I was stopped by someone.

An uncle in sunglasses and black clothes was guarding the gate—the one who guarded the gate when I entered Hong Kong Hei on the first day.

I asked, "It's you, uncle, what's the matter?"

He said: "I have a few minutes to change shift, can Takeshita-kun wait for me?"

"Oh, alright."

I just sat down on the highest step at the entrance of the Hong Kong and Hero Headquarters Office, at the feet of Uncle Sunglasses, watching the scenery of people coming and going on the streets of Yokohama with him.

Seeing me sitting here, the other men in black and sunglasses guarding the door visibly became nervous, their backs stretched.

Look, it's obviously a lower-level member who has been poisoned by the "Hong Kong black ghost" rumors.Don't be nervous, I'm not Mr. Dazai, I'm just sitting here in a daze, I don't want to pick on you.

After a while, the communicator next to the uncle rang, indicating that it was time for shift change.

After the next group of men in black who guarded the gate arrived, the uncle handed over the guns to them, and the handover was very skillful.

He took off his sunglasses, took off his black suit jacket and put it on his arm. The uncle actually had a beer belly, and he smiled like an ordinary man, and he couldn't see any members of the underworld.

He said, "Takeshita-kun, today is my last day to work here."

Me: "Oh?"

"I quit my job and found a new job as a security guard where my kids go to school."

Oh, so I went to be a school security guard.

"Why did you resign?"

The uncle scratched his head: "You know... the work of Port Mafia..."

Danger.unstable.It cannot be said on the face of it.

Even with the government's "special ability opening license", Hong Kong and black have become legally operating organizations.

"Well." I said, "Then congratulations, you have found a job that suits you."

Uncle: "That's not to say, Mafia's salary is very generous, which is not unsatisfactory... It's just that after the family has overcome the difficulties, I want to be closer to the children."

We walked on the streets of Yokohama, like a pair of ordinary friends.

He said: "Thank you Takeshita-kun for your care these years."

Me: "Take care?"

At most, our communication is just a passing greeting when we get off work and I occasionally give him milk.How can I take care of it?

The uncle explained with a smile: "Because you have made great contributions after joining Mafia, destroying enemies, calming chaos, and maintaining Mafia's daily economic activities-these may not be worth mentioning to you. But for us at the lowest level In other words, your charge in the front has reduced the risk of death for us; you make money for Mafia, and you make money for us little shrimps who have no brains and force."

"Mr. Ghost, it's really amazing."

I was stunned for a moment, and said: "Thank you for the compliment. It's just your duty, you're too good at it."

I asked, "Are your children attending schools nearby?"

"No." The uncle said, "not in Yokohama, but in another city. We are preparing to move."

When we came to a fork in the road, we had to part before the traffic lights.

I suddenly realized that my uncle and I walked and chatted, and we had walked so far without knowing it.

It was the first time I talked so much with this Hong Kong black gatekeeper, and he was more enthusiastic and talkative than I imagined.

"It's the first time I've talked with you for such a long time, and I feel that Takeshita-kun is much easier to get along with than I imagined." The uncle smiled heartily, "It makes people want to talk, and I actually talked so much today."

I was curious about what he said, and hooked my lips.

The uncle said: "I have heard many rumors about your credit and hard work... All in all, hard work."

I was silent.

"Sorry for pointing my gun at you when we first met."

"Also, thank you for the seven boxes of milk, it's delicious."

The uncle said: "Let's leave now, please take care of yourself in the future, Mr. Takeshita."

He bowed his head to me with his right hand on his chest.

This scene is really strange, because he is a tall middle-aged man, and I am only a 16-year-old boy who is not as tall as his shoulders.

But in the port mafia, it's normal, I'm an infinite number of ranks above him.

"Take care. Bon voyage."

I told him.

Mr. Dazai left the port mafia.So is the uncle guard at the office entrance.

Whether they defected or resigned, they all embarked on a completely different path from the past.

No two people are always on the same road, because everyone has their own will and their own choices.

And since I was born as a human being, I cannot follow Mr. Dazai forever like a soul.

I must live on my own.

That’s probably what Mr. Dazai told me when he parted—“When I’m not around, you have to learn to grow up by yourself”.

I stood on the lively streets of Yokohama, thinking wistfully.

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ps: In the next chapter Violet haunts the C.H postal company, all unreasonable places are private