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

That night, Oda Sakunosuke paid for my super spicy curry rice and made a promise that he would keep it a secret for me.

"This is the first time I've seen someone successfully stalk Dazai," he said.

He had evidently guessed that I had been present at the conversation in the tavern.

I did not refute.

"Are you from the Port Mafia?" Oda asked.

I nodded: "Joined a week ago."

"That's it."

Oda didn't say anything, but kindly reminded before parting, "Boys should eat more during the development stage, don't save."

I said, "I have no savings." There is no saving or saving.

Oda was surprised this time: "Eh? Don't you usually eat for nothing?"

"No." I said, "My expenses are temporarily charged to the boss's account, and I will pay back when I get paid."

Oda: "Your boss is nice."

Yes I am."

Oda suggested: "You can discuss with him to add an extra bottle of milk to your usual work meal."

Me: "I'll think about it."

We didn't leave any contact information, so leave it alone.It was a pleasant conversation with Sakunosuke Oda, although he did not give me the answer to one of the most important questions.

However, I think Mr. Dazai and I should have a mutual friend.

The one-day vacation specially given to me by Zhongyuan is over.

Unfortunately, I didn't hide from my superiors about my running around with my powers.

The next day, as soon as Zhong Yuan saw me, he angrily grabbed my neck and lifted me up high.

After picking it up, he saw the bandages wrapped around my neck and wrists, and his face became even more livid.

"Did you go to the hospital yesterday?"

"Yes..." I answered him with difficulty.

"What about after going to the hospital?"

"..."

"The doctor asked you to stay in the hospital for observation, and you stayed there for less than half an hour."

"..."

"And where did you go?"

"Go and find Mr. Dazai."

The boss looked like "If you dare to lie, I'll strangle you right here", so I had no choice but to follow the truth.

"Okay. Very good." Zhong Yuan said, "He is right, I am really going to be pissed off by you."

"My words are deaf ears, and the positive is false; the grant of leave allows you to recuperate, but you make the wound worse; I went to the medical department to buy a lot of bandages, specially tied to look like that suicidal maniac."

"Akira Takeshita, are you provoking me?"

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Nakahara."

Zhong Yuan's hands tightened like iron pliers, and the murderous aura he released made me almost think that my neck would be broken by him like this.

I couldn't breathe at all, my mouth was wide open, like a dying fish on the shore, and physiological tears overflowed from the corners of my eyes.

Zhong Yuan suddenly let go, and let me fall to the ground, panting and coughing violently and painfully.

"Cough cough cough... cough... cough cough cough cough..."

"I violated the order and went to the torture room to receive the punishment."

"I hope you know why you were punished."

Me: "I shouldn't have used 'nothingness'...ahem..."

My ability will be a trump card of the organization, and I must not easily leave traces and show it to others. The less I use it on weekdays, the better.Both Nakahara Chuya and Mori Owai have given such serious explanations.

But I used my ability to meet Mr. Dazai last night and learned what he thinks of me in front of my friends.

I am ashamed; but not sorry.

"If you die in the torture room, no one will feel pity, and neither will the leader." Zhong Yuan said coldly, "Disobedient superpowers have no value to the organization."

"What else do you want to say?"

Nakahara also noticed my struggle.

"I... want to mention... ahem..."

I stopped talking halfway through, feeling that it's not appropriate to mention this in such a situation.

"Speak directly." Zhong Yuan said impatiently.

"Can I add an extra bottle of milk to my usual work meal?" I asked nonchalantly.

Zhong Yuan's eyebrows twitched a few times.

"…………Can."

Maybe he felt that the topic turned too fast, too abruptly, and not dignified enough, so he added:

"If you can come back from the interrogation room alive."

Then, I managed to add milk to my menu, and I also managed to get myself into the port mafia interrogation room.

The immediate superior of the interrogation force is Koye Ozaki, one of the five cadres.

I don't know if it's because of the importance of my ability, but the person who interrogated me was Koyo Ozaki, a high-ranking member of the organization.

Of course, there is also a possibility that she happened to be free.

"I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances, Takeshita-kun."

A woman in a bun wearing a kimono and clogs walked into the dark and damp interrogation room. Her delicate and beautiful makeup was incompatible with this place.

But the take-for-granted attitude of her subordinates suggests that, in fact, she knows it well.

Both my hands and feet were shackled to the wall, and the cold air from the underground cell seeped into my limbs, which was even worse for a wounded person like me who had been beaten for nearly a week.

On the other side, Koyo Ozaki picked out the instruments of torture, her tone was as elegant and polite as ever.

"Takeshita-kun, if you use the ability of 'Nothingness' during the punishment process, the punishment will be doubled, please know."

"Yes, Ozaki-sama."

"The mafia has mafia rules. Wouldn't it break the rules if you mess around just for your own wish?"

"Yes."

"You know it in your heart, so I won't say more. Mr. Takeshita is still young, and the slave family will have a sense of propriety, but you still have to suffer some hardships."

Koyo Ozaki raised the whip.

"excuse me."

"what--!!!!!"

Seven days after seven days, I trained under Zhongye Zhongye for seven days, and then stayed in the Hong Kong and Black Hospital for seven days.

So far, the value I have brought to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang is far less than the medical expenses it paid for me.

The torture was very painful, so painful that I couldn't breathe from crying halfway through, and the whole underground interrogation room of Hong Kong gangsters echoed my ghostly crying and wolf howling.

Even so, Ozaki Koyo meticulously carried out the punishment arranged for me without any mercy.

When I was unconscious, I even wanted to bite my tongue to kill myself. A soft cloth was stuffed in my mouth, and someone said in my ear: "Call the name of your most important person."

"Mr. Dazai...Mr. Dazai...uhhhhhhh!!! Dazai, too... Dazai... first..."

I whimpered, crying and shouting inarticulately.

Tears flowed down with saliva.

Finally someone wiped the fluid off my face and gently lifted me onto the soft bed.

"Takeshita-kun, you have worked hard."

"This punishment is really heavy for you. But you have to know that your ability is a secret of the organization, and you must use this secret with caution. You can't use it just to find and spy on Mr. Dazai in an immature situation." .”

"……Yes."

With a weak voice, I answered Koyo Ozaki who was standing by the bed.

"Don't disappoint our expectations of you. Also, apologize to Zhong."

During the week of hospitalization, Zhongyuan passed twice.

The first time he brought me a bottle of milk, the second time he brought me a box.

"You're so good at crying, Takeshita. Sister Hongye said you couldn't stop crying."

... what else can I say?

I can only say awkwardly but politely: "Oh, thank you for the compliment."

Zhong Yuan: "...Don't talk like Dazai!"

"Yes."

You can hear this, you really deserve to be Mr. Zhongyuan.

Zhong Yuan: "The body is too weak, so I will practice hard after I come out. You can't do paperwork, you have to be able to go out to work."

"Yes."

"Don't you have anything else to say?? I'm leaving without me."

"Yes." I grabbed Zhong Yuan's skirt, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhong Yuan, I won't do it next time."

Will not violate the order of the organization.In other words, it will not be discovered when it violates the order.

"Thank you for the milk. It's a very good brand and tastes just how I like it. Have you tried it?"

I am grateful that he sent me a whole case.

Chuya Nakahara is really a good boss!

The good boss was silent for a few seconds, and then said nonchalantly: "I tried it, and I also think it's delicious."

His brows and eyes seem to be flying, which is the pride and handsomeness of a 16-year-old boy.

The only regret is that Mr. Dazai never came.

After being discharged from the hospital, I continued to train with Zhongyuan.

I have only seen Mr. Dazai three times in the more than a month since I came to the Port Mafia.

One time was in front of the Hong Kong Hei Building, one time was a test of supernatural powers, and the last time I used my powers privately to sneak a peek at Lupin drinking with Oda.

I never imagined that I hadn't seen Mr. Dazai for so long.

During the days of recuperation, I repeatedly chewed on him in my memories.

After becoming a human being, the two times I was closest to Mr. Dazai, one was when he was experimenting with supernatural powers, he grabbed my wrist, and the other was when his pistol was pressed against my forehead.

He has never been a "correct" and "gentle" person, but his existence is all I miss.

I got a closer identity to Mr. Dazai, but I lost the opportunity to watch him every moment.

I miss him so much I miss him like crazy.

I don’t know what mission he had, who he met, what books he read, how many games he played, what meals he ate, how many scars he got on his body ...

I don't know anything about these thirty days.

But I learned restraint.

I will not foolishly beg Zhongyuan, "Let me see him!"; but I will say to him, "I think I can do this field work."

Then he successfully met Mr. Dazai who was partnering with Nakahara on the mission.

As usual, the pair would tease each other after they met, quarreling so much that those around them thought they were going to fight to the death on the spot.

I was in the subordinate team in the Central Plains, greedily looking at the loose figure.

At this moment, Dazai turned around.

I knew that I should be very conspicuous in the team, because apart from me, the other mafia were all tall men in black and sunglasses.

I was a 14-year-old thin and small minor mixed in, as if I went to the wrong set-although the 16-year-old Nakahara and Dazai did not match the image of the mafia very much.

Because of this, Dazai can see me at a glance.

Dazai caught my gaze and immediately straightened my back and looked straight ahead, pretending nothing happened.

But Dazai has been looking at me, scrutinizing me carelessly, until my face is burning red——

Just thinking about him looking at me, I can almost hear my heart pounding in my chest, screaming with almost manic excitement at every bump.

But I am reserved not to look back.

I want Dazai to know that I am obedient and have resolutely carried out what he told me to "restrain your gaze and desire".

Dazai asked Zhong Yuan: "Has that silly dog ​​learned to behave?"

Zhong Yuan replied reluctantly: "It's much better than before."

"Forbearance has not yet greeted me. Ah, both of them are good at teaching ~ big dogs train small dogs, as expected of the same species~~"

Zhongyuan flew over with one kick.

"You are the dog! A dog can't spit out ivory! Bastard Dazai!!!"

It can be clearly seen that Dazai and Nakahara are in a bad mood, which is manifested in the fact that they constantly stimulate each other, and the degree of emotional exposure and chatter on both sides makes the subordinates terrified.

The mafia watched them fight each other in bewilderment, with me in the middle, wishing it had been longer.

In this way, I can look at that person openly, a little longer.