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

"The former cadres have been arrested!!!"

"Former cadres have escaped from the dungeon!!!"

Within a day, these two explosive news spread to every corner of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.

Even when you go to the bathroom in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, you can hear the following conversations.

"Who was the former cadre? Why did he get out of the dungeon so easily?"

There are not a few people who are uninformed like this.

"Idiot, that's Osamu Dazai, a former cadre, Osamu Dazai, one of the two blacks!"

The insider replied.

"Shuanghei... who is it?"

"Shuanghei is the most vicious partner combination that terrified the underworld four years ago! The other person is Mr. Zhongyuan Zhongya, one of the five major cadres of Hong Kong gangsters. I said, why don't you even know this? Isn't it shameful?"

"Uh, sorry sorry, because I just joined the underworld not long ago."

Those in the know snorted, and said to the ignorant juniors with hatred: "You always know about the ghost, don't you?"

Me: ...was cueed out of the blue.

Young junior: "I seem to have heard of it. Is it the ghost assassin? The one who ranks first in the assassin world?"

"Yes. A long time ago, the ghost had a deep affection for Mr. Osamu Dazai..."

The vicissitudes of life said in a reminiscent tone.

"...Damn! Is the ghost assassin really a member of our Mafia?!" The young man was shocked.

"Nonsense, he still had a nickname called Hong Kong Black Ghost back then, don't interrupt me!"

"Hey, please continue."

"Where did I say?"

"Ghost has a deep affection for Mr. Dazai."

"Yes, yes, love is deeply rooted. Once, Dazai was seriously injured in a mission, and the ghost went crazy. It is said that he cut off the hands and feet of all the enemies present, and pulled out their intestines. Once people looked directly into his eyes, they would lose consciousness. Arrive Another world... In short, it is extremely cruel, but fortunately Dazai woke up in time to stop his slaughter."

"Hiss... horror..."

"The ghost is so cruel, but he obeyed the orders of the former cadre, and was even scolded and cried by him." The speaker sighed, "It can be seen that Mr. Dazai's methods are amazing."

"Unbelievable... Then why did Dazai-san defect?"

"Who knows about this kind of thing."

"What happened after he defected? Did the ghost defect too?"

"Bah! Don't talk nonsense! There is a saying that it is said that the ghost is now..."

"squeak--"

I pushed open the toilet door, and the two men in black suits who were chatting in front of the sink immediately fell silent.

Look at these two suits and leather shoes, full of style, chatting old gossip behind their backs so happily.It seems that working in Hong Kong is quite stressful.

The younger one called out "Mr. Takeshita" to me respectfully, while the other, sweating profusely on his brow, greeted me stutteringly: "Mr. Takeshita, Mr. Takeshita."

"Ah."

I turned on the faucet to wash my hands and responded lightly.

"You just said..." I said.

The older man pressed his hands to the seam of his suit trousers, and said respectfully and nervously: "I'm sorry, we were wrong!"

Me: "...not entirely wrong."

For example, the story of the ghost going crazy has been spread in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang for more than four years, and it has become more and more outrageous; and the story about the ghost's deep affection for Mr. Dazai, well, it is close to reality.

"In short, don't delay work by chatting." I am very used to showing the attitude that a cadre should have.

"Yes!"

"Yes, it is!"

After leaving the bathroom, I kept one ear open and heard the two people talking in a low voice.

"Brother, why were you so scared just now?"

"Because it is said that after Mr. Dazai defected, the ghost assassin stayed in the port mafia."

"Huh? Isn't this great?"

"What a fart! I've also heard a rumor - Mr. Takeshita, the current cadre, is the ghost assassin!"

"Fuck! How is it possible?! Mr. Takeshita is strong and has a good temper, and he treats his subordinates with kindness. Many people want to be promoted to work under him. How could it be that brutal lunatic assassin... Besides, it's not that Mr. Takeshita is good at body Doesn’t he have supernatural powers? The Ghost Assassin has killed so many people with supernatural powers, so it’s impossible for him to not have supernatural powers!”

"The ghost comes and goes without a trace. If Mr. Takeshita is really a 'ghost', how could he let you know!"

The man's voice was lowered with fear, "I'm not sure about the veracity of the rumors, but since someone said so, it's best to act cautiously, and don't offend Mr. Takeshita on weekdays, or you won't even know how you died."

"Brother, then we were in front of him just now..."

"He, he shouldn't care about us..."

As I went away, the discussion in the bathroom became smaller and smaller.

Of course I didn't intend to care about it.

For so many years, there have been countless rumors about ghosts, all half-truths mixed with gossip, and I would have died of anger if I cared about them one by one.

In the past, I thought it was too embarrassing to listen to the corner, and I would use my supernatural ability to leave quietly; but in my current position, it will only be other people who are embarrassed, so I don't take it to heart.

Their conversation brought back some memories for me.

When "Ghost" first became famous, I was still living a cautious life in front of Dazai.

Back then, when two people mentioned the name of the ghost assassin, their tone was familiar rather than fearful, and they even complained.After complaining, I toasted with me in the tavern at night.

Unfortunately, among the two people who toasted, one was a spy who defected to Hong Kong gangsters; the other was an abandoned son who died because of me.

The world is impermanent, nothing more than this.

I went on a business trip for a few days, and when I came back, I found that things were up and down.

The turmoil caused by Renhu's 70 billion reward has not subsided. It is said that when Akutagawa captured Atsushi Nakajima, a cargo ship was sunk by Izumi Kyoka, and he himself was seriously injured by Atsushi Nakajima.

This kind of mission of seeking wealth and killing life has always been a life-and-death struggle, and life and death are up to the sky. I am not surprised that either Akutagawa Ryunosuke or Nakajima Atsushi died.

What surprised me was that the man and tiger boy with pure low self-esteem actually had such fighting power. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a genius.

The whereabouts of Quan Jinghua, who betrayed Hong Kong black, is unknown and cannot be contacted.Combined with the deeds of her bombing and sinking the freighter Akutagawa used to transport people and tigers, I reasonably suspect that this rebellious little girl stayed in the Buteisha.

No one gave me instructions on this matter, so I naturally wouldn't go to the Butei Club to trouble her.

But things always happen so coincidentally.

I happened to meet Atsushi Nakajima when I was passing by the Armed Detective Agency one day, and we chatted for no apparent reason.

"Mr. Qiu!" The boy with short white hair greeted me energetically.

"Dun Jun, I'm so glad to see you alive." I said from the bottom of my heart.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

I asked, "How are you doing recently?"

"It's... okay? Well, just the day before yesterday, I had a fight with Akutagawa Ryunosuke from Mafia at the port."

There was some hidden expectation in the young man's tone. I had taken two students with me, so I naturally knew his appeal, so I did not hesitate to cooperate to fulfill his little wish.

"You won?" I asked intentionally.

"Ok!"

"Very powerful." I nodded, affirming.

Atsushi Nakajima's "Tiger" has great potential to beat Akutagawa, who was deliberately stimulated by Dazai.

Atsushi Nakajima felt embarrassed after receiving the praise: "It's okay, thanks to the ability to super-regenerate..."

"It takes more than super regeneration to defeat Akutagawa."

It's rare to find an alliance that beats Akutagawa, I hooked the corners of my mouth happily, "And you have a smart brain."

Atsushi Nakajima gave a half-understanding "oh", and then laughed dryly "hahahaha".

Atsushi Nakajima: "Would you like to come up and sit down?"

I thought Akutagawa was beaten into a coma, and the black lizard wouldn't make any moves for a while, so I probably wouldn't be able to meet him when I went to Butei, so I might as well drop by to see Dazai.

When I went upstairs, I always felt that I forgot something, but I just couldn't remember it.

Until standing in front of the Buteisha office.

Atsushi Nakajima: "By the way, the detective agency recently took in a girl with a special identity..."

At this moment, I finally remembered what I had forgotten—Izumi Jinghua, whose whereabouts were unknown after defecting to Hong Kong.

The purple-haired girl who said indifferently and sadly, "I don't want to be an assassin at all."

"squeak--"

The door was pushed open.

"So cute~~~"

"Jinghuajiang, please turn around! Ah! This angle is great~"

"This outfit is perfect for Jinghuajiang..."

The petite and cute purple-haired girl is standing on the desk in a lace maid skirt, surrounded by people and taking pictures.

After the door opened, three people froze together.

Atsushi Nakajima, Kyoka Izumi and I.

Atsushi Nakajima gave a speechless "uh" to such a lively scene.

And the moment Quan Jinghua looked at me, as if the pause button was pressed, she suddenly became stiff.

Tanizaki Naomi said: "Kyoka-chan, let me introduce you, the one with Dun-kun at the door is a guest of our company, his name is..."

Quan Jinghua looked at me and moved her mouth.

"……senior."

Quan Jinghua's voice was not too loud, just enough for everyone present to hear.

The office, which was noisy just now, suddenly fell silent.

Atsushi Nakajima murmured suspiciously: "Senior?"

The crowd surrounding Quan Jinghua: "Senior?"

Kunikida Doppo, who was typing on the keyboard, repeated: "Senior?"

They followed Quan Jinghua's eyes and looked at me.

The fastest responder was Atsushi Nakajima beside me.

"Mr. Qiu is Jinghua's senior? Then you..."

Izumi Kyoka jumped down from the desk in a white maid skirt, walked to Atsushi Nakajima and me at the door, and looked up at me stubbornly.

Quan Jinghua: "Senior, I don't want to go back to Mafia."

At this moment, I seemed to hear the sound of something breaking off from my body.

One word startled a thousand layers of waves.

The word Mafia seemed to turn on a certain switch in Atsushi Nakajima, he suddenly stopped Izumi Jinghua behind him, and stood vigilantly opposite me.

He was one of the worst gaffes, and the others weren't much better.

"Clap."

Secretary Haruno Haruko's cell phone slipped from her hand to the ground; Junichiro Tanizaki opened his mouth wide, and seemed to have struggled a lot to understand the meaning of this sentence; Naomi Tanizaki also looked at me in disbelief; and Kunikida Dubu turned his head away, staring at his laptop screen.

Scanning around the office, I found that I was probably the calmest person in the room who was penetrated by Atsuki Nakajima before opening the door.

In the suffocating silence, I said to Izumi Kyoka standing behind Atsushi Nakajima: "Oh, if you don't want to go back, don't go back."

She doesn't want to go back to Mafia, and I can't tie her back, right?

When I said it bluntly, Quan Jinghua was stunned: "You... didn't come to arrest me?"

"It just happened to be passing by. Didn't Mr. Dun invite me to come up and sit down?"

Atsushi Nakajima seemed to realize that he had overreacted, and he was at a loss for what to do now: "O, it was like this. But..."

The human tiger boy looked at me blankly: "Who the hell are you?"

Quan Jinghua turned her head: "You don't know?"

Atsushi Nakajima shook his head like a rattle: "Is there any other identity besides Mr. Dazai's cohabitant?"

Quan Jinghua: "It is the ghost senior who taught me the assassination technique in the port Mafia. He is also one of the five major cadres of Mafia. I have received a lot of care from the seniors."

"Port Mafia?"

"Teach you the assassination technique??"

"Senior ghost???"

"Five, big, cadre, department?!?!"

Atsushi Nakajima was dumbfounded: "You, ghost... that ghost that Akutagawa Ryunosuke has never defeated?!"

"it's me."

"Eh--???!!!"

His jaw dropped exaggeratedly as if dislocated, and he held his head in his hands, looking quite unbelievable.

"……I see."

There was a voice squeezed through the teeth from the office seat.

Kunikida Doppo closed the notebook with a snap, and said in a cold voice, "So this is the occupation you have never admitted in the past two years?"

I remain indifferent: "Yes."

Miyazawa Kenji was very confused and asked inexplicably: "What is a ghost? Is it powerful?"

"Ghost Assassin, the number one killer in the killer world, a legendary top assassin who has never missed a shot, belongs to Mafia, the largest underworld organization in Yokohama. He comes and goes without a trace, known as brutal, five years ago The most vicious reputation is the existence that makes all the leaders of the underworld organizations that oppose Mafia tremble when they hear it."

"It's just that I never thought... the name of this terrifying assassin would be Aki Takeshita."

Kunikida Doppo's voice echoed in the quiet office.I noticed that his hands were clenched into fists by his side, as if holding back something.

Kunikida Doppo is worthy of being the mainstay investigator of the detective agency, and he knows a lot of information.In recent years, my activities as a ghost have been low-key. I mainly received commissions through the channel of Mori Ogai. I used nothingness to kill the task target and ran away. Even some members of the Hong Kong gangsters did not know that the ghost assassin was from Hong Kong gangsters. He actually knew that five years ago thing.

It sounds shameful to say adjectives like "legendary" and "top".From my simple point of view, the so-called "never misses" is just that every time I die in a life-and-death mission, it happens to be me.

"I made you laugh." I said.

Miyazawa Kenji exclaimed: "It's amazing!"

Under the impact, Tanizaki complained firmly: "Kenji-kun, it's not a question of whether Qiu is good or not..."

Tanizaki Naomi: "It's because we have been with Qiu for two full years, but we haven't guessed that his occupation is Mafia's ghost assassin..."

Miyazawa: "Oh~~"

Miyazawa recalled: "Mr. Aki seemed to have admitted to his face that he was Mafia before...Mr. Kunikida said that Mr. Dazai was joking."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Yeah... yeah... no, no, but the ghost assassin thing is too exaggerated..."

"I was stupid."

Compared to the shock and confusion of the others, Kunikida Doppo looked particularly calm, and his expression was the most serious.

"Your trick to hide your identity is wonderful, but I'm sorry I can't praise you sincerely now." Kunikida said, "Get out of here—before I change my mind."

……

After Kunikida gave me a cold order to evict me, the office fell silent, a needle could be heard, and the air of embarrassment climbed and spread silently.

This sentence finally came.

I wonder.

I said goodbye to them calmly: "Since your company does not welcome me, I will leave first."

The president's secretary Haruno Kirako looked at me hesitantly: "But, Mr. Qiu is a guest that the president personally admits..."

"The guests also go out!"

"Mr. Kunikida, calm down..."

"Calmly serve tea and water to a killer who has countless lives in his hands?"

Kunikida was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, leaving Haruno Kirakako speechless.

Honestly, it sounded pretty depressing to me.But Kunikida didn't say anything wrong after careful study.

It's just a different position.

The Armed Detective Agency's mission is to save people. It was unimaginable to treat me as a guest instead of a wanted criminal. I still don't know how Dazai managed to mediate it.

As I had anticipated this day, I took it easy.

I was calm, and said to Kunikida Dupo from a distance: "Mr. Kunikida, the past two years have been a pleasure to cooperate with, so let's stop working together in the future."

Presumably he is also unwilling to continue to cooperate with me to prevent Dazai from committing suicide.

No matter what he thinks of me, my attitude is here, it's easy to get together and part.

After that, he turned and left without hesitation.

Instead of waiting to be chased away with a slutty face, why don't you stop and leave on your own initiative.

"Wait, Mister Qiu!"

"Senior, I'm sorry."

"Even if it's a ghost assassin, Shu, Mr. Dazai and us..."

"What do you think he takes human life for?!"

"But……"

There seemed to be Atsushi Nakajima's retention, Izumi Kyoka's apology and other people's arguments behind him, but that didn't matter anymore.

Perhaps after staying by Dazai's side for a long time, he has acquired his habit of subconsciously speculating on other people's reactions, so such a scene is not unexpected.

I knew it was inevitable that all of this would happen, but I still felt a little disappointed in my heart.

The scene of waiting for Dazai to get off work in the spiral coffee shop with melodious piano sounds seems to be the same as the scene of clinking glasses late at night in the underground tavern Lupin, turning into a passing cloud in memory.

It's good that Dazai is not at the Butei Club at this time, so as not to embarrass him.

I still haven't made the choice he wants, and probably shouldn't have been here in the first place.

Thinking of Kunikida's disappointment and others' unavoidable struggle to maintain, I sighed.

He took out his mobile phone and deleted all the contact information of Butei Club members except Dazai.

I used to befriend the spy Ango Sakaguchi when our wine glasses clinked in the night.

It is also true that Kunikida Doppo, the "director of teaching", is sincerely a friend. In the past two years, every time he cared about me as a junior.

Even if he embarrasses me and kicks me out of the Butei Club, I still can't get angry with him.

It is not so much aggrieved by this, but more regret and helplessness.

I knew that I was sad, and I knew that Kunikida Doppo would be more sad than me, so I also sympathized with him.

Kunikida Doppo trusted me that much, and he will be hurt even more because of this trust.

I raised my glass to touch the air in my heart.Accompanied by an imaginary "ding", mourning this friendship that has finally passed away.