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

[The rooftop of Buteisha Office]

"Mr. Dazai, please remember that I love you."

Dazai was lying on his back on the roof, with one long leg bent, one bandaged hand resting behind his head, and the other hand holding a mobile phone of the same model as Aki Takeshita.

He just stared at the line of text on the screen for a long time, his expression unclear.

"Yo, Dazai-kun, you are indeed here."

A voice that always had some teasing meaning sounded.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ranpo?"

Dazai closed the phone, closed his eyes and said lazily.

Ranpo Edogawa realized from the way this colleague greeted him that he was in a bad mood, so he confirmed his guess even more.

"Conveying the notice from the president, ready to transfer."

After seizing and controlling Koyo Ozaki, one of the cadres of the port mafia, the armed detective agency and the port mafia, as well as the combination of the "special ability opening license" who are eyeing their "special ability opening license", went to war at the same time. The original office was extremely unsafe. To find another base with a secret address.

"what."

Dazai agreed.

Edogawa Ranpo sat next to Dazai, "You missed a farewell ceremony a few days ago. Everyone's reactions are very interesting."

Dazai: "I roughly guessed."

So Edogawa knew that he and Aki Takeshita hadn't met each other in the past few days, and the two of them hadn't discussed about the exposure of Aki's identity in the detective agency.

"Everyone in the detective agency believes that Qiu won't attack us—it's obviously Mafia's terrible trump card."

Dazai: "Of course."

Edogawa Ranpo understood.

The leader of Mafia did not trust Aki Takeshita.

"I thought it would be easy for you to bring him directly to our side."

Dazai: "..."

Edogawa turned his eyes to the distant sky: "Come here earlier, and you will suffer less."

Two smart people often don't need to talk much.You can understand each other's meaning when you click to the end.

After these words, Edogawa Ranpo clearly felt the low pressure on this colleague, which was a much more complicated state than when he wanted to die in the past.

Silent, repressed, patient.

For Osamu Dazai, who is under the connivance of Aki Takeshita, who is a high-profile man, this state is quite unusual.

"I'm afraid Kunikida-kun doesn't know that this is the last farewell, and the words he said are not very nice."

Edogawa Tramp Trail.

"Isn't Kunikida-kun always like that?"

The young man lying lazily on the ground seemed helpless and said, "When Qiu comes over, there will be a time when his heart softens and regrets."

how about you.

Don't you feel softhearted and regret it?

Edogawa Ranpo is not very familiar with the world, but he also knows that Dazai Osamu's attitude is very contradictory.

It's not that Dazai doesn't like Cho, so why let him be tortured?

If Dazai really wants to lure Takeshita Aki to join the detective agency, he can use any means, how can he resist Aki who is devoted to Dazai.

But Dazai didn't do that.Edogawa tried it out, but Takeshita Akira did not waver in his position, so it can be seen that Dazai did not really persuade him in the past two years.

Thinking of this, Edogawa Ranbu said bluntly: "I don't understand your thinking."

It's like not understanding the relationship between them.

Obviously, it can be a matter of your wish and everyone's happiness, but it has to come to the current situation.

Dazai: "No, this is not your wish."

Of course he could trick the Mafia cadre into joining the detective agency, but if he did so, Qiu would never be able to let go of his identity as a port mafia, and he would never be accepted by the armed detective agency without any suspicion.

"He would be willing, but not willing to do so."

Dazai seemed to be chewing on words.

What's the point of this?

"The reason is simple, Mr. Ranpo."

Dazai smiled lightly.

"Because Qiu is as proud as you and me."

……

"A person who is under others is not qualified to maintain a neutral position. If he insists on doing that, then there is only one end for him—to be torn to pieces."

I still don't know whether I will really fall into the end of the second half of the sentence, but I have personally verified the first half of the sentence.

Being in the middle, but trying to maintain neutrality between two hostile organizations, is an impossible thing.

So I was locked into the underground torture room with a "bang" and my hands and feet were handcuffed to the wall.

The range of body movement is very limited, and the chains shake "crack" when they move a little.

I used to sit across from each other, and it was the first time I observed the torture room in Hong Kong from this angle, and it felt very strange.

I use cranky thinking to explain my current situation.

The rack here looks familiar.

Over there is the place where the instruments of torture are placed.

Hey, why is there a big hole in the wall here? Last time when Dazai was locked here, it wasn't there. Some guy vandalized public property. If I were still a cadre, I would ask someone to check and deduct wages.

Ah, the man in black who just came in looks familiar.

……

Wait, isn't this my partner who did the torture?

It is not easy to pry information from the enemy's mouth. Whether it is execution or interrogation, it requires skill.During torture, usually two partners are the best. One person is mainly responsible for interrogation, which takes a lot of brains;

I started to study torture four years ago. Ando Shishishi was my partner at the same time as me, and we cooperated very well at that time.But since I put off the work of torture, I seldom see him.

Now he has transformed from partner to my torturer.

Really unpredictable.

My former partner cursed, "I'm so troublesome with such a messy request for this job", and walked in from the door of the torture room, followed by a group of men in black with guns.

He walked up to me, and the voice in his mouth slowly disappeared.Looking up, we both looked at each other.

Ando Fourteen: "..."

I:"……"

"Why are you, Takeshita??"

His face was full of indescribable words, and he opened and closed his mouth several times before he could speak: "Aren't you a fucking cadre?"

I said, "That's a long story."

Ando: "Let's make a long story short."

Me: "Your job this time also includes extorting a confession?"

The corner of Ando's mouth twitched: "...not included."

He pointed at me and shouted to the person with the gun: "Hey, big brother, if I remember correctly, this is the current cadre of Mafia, right? Put him to death, is he looking for death or me??"

Ando is such a person, outspoken and courageous - it should be said that he is not too courageous to do torture.

A leading man in black replied: "Yes. Regarding the matter of Mr. Takeshita, the leader requested that all news be blocked before the end of the combat readiness. If you want to know, you can ask Mr. Takeshita in person."

Ando: "Cut."

The man in black reminded: "Ando-kun, please do it as soon as possible."

The row of men in black with rifles behind Ando XIV indicated that if I make any changes, they have the right to attack me or report my defection.

"Understood." Ando replied unexpectedly.

Ando didn't ask me any more, but raised his hand with a sharp knife.

He quickly picked off my tendons and hamstrings with a knife.Even if the target of the execution is his former partner and current Hong Kong gangster cadre, his hands are very steady, which is an essential quality for torturers.

I shuddered in pain.

The cold metal pierced the body, tearing the skin and tendons.Blood gushed frantically from the wound, a viscous fluid running down my arms and ankles.

I am very familiar with Ando XIV's technique. As soon as he raised his hand, I knew what he was going to do, so I was prepared.

But the pain still made my body tremble uncontrollably, and a painful "uh" came out of my throat.

Ando turned around and said coldly: "The torture has already begun, when are you going to see it?... It's not a good job to witness the superior being tortured."

One of the men in black with a rifle stepped forward and bowed to this side, then led the others away.

Only Ando and I were left in the dark torture room, and there was a surveillance camera in the corner.

"Finally gone, I feel uncomfortable being pointed at by those big guys." He said viciously, "Are you confessing?"

"Honestly, you think I'm a criminal?"

"Isn't it?"

"No."

"If not, why did you, a cadre, come here for me!" Ando's expression was distorted, and he was very broken.

I was also very sad: "You have to ask the boss."

Ando: "..."

While he was emotionally broken, he "worked" steadily with his hands. After a while, I felt chills all over my body.

"I said, buddy."

"what?"

"Can you wipe the blood off me, I feel blood spurting all over my body."

Like stepping on a cat's tail, Ando Shishi exploded: "Are you questioning my level? This is already the way with the least bloodshed. If you change someone else, you will be called a real blood spurt."

Me: "All right, all right."

Having said that, he still found a handkerchief to help me wipe the blood from the non-injury.

As he leaned closer, he said, "Takeshita, honestly, did you betray Mafia?"

Me: "Where did you hear that? That's not the case. It's just a punishment for mission failure."

Ando frowned: "Since not, you are both a cadre and a ghost. How can you be so miserable that you have to be 'sentenced until all mobility is abolished but not fatal'?——Isn't this torturing people!"

His voice rose unconsciously.

"Oh...that's right."

My voice was weak because of the pain, so I chose the most concise and clear statement: "Because my strength is too strong, the boss needs to guard against risks."

"What risk?"

"For example, even though you broke my tendons and hamstrings just now, if I want to kill you and escape from here, it's still easy—no doubt, it's true."

Non-combatant Ando XIV: "..."

"cough."

As a result of talking too much in one breath, he accidentally touched the wound and coughed in pain.

"Hurry up, it hurts me to death."

"I thought you'd already seen through the misery in the world, and you didn't even care about being severely punished."

My teeth are sore: "You don't care if you come up and give it a try?" Am I not diverting my attention by chatting?

Ando rolled his eyes, stepped forward to adjust the position of the handcuffs for me, and hung me up in the air by his arms.

I was numb from the ankle down, unable to prop myself up on my feet, and what he did was obviously going to save me some pain.

This is probably the advantage of having acquaintances, and it is more advantageous to be punished.

"It's all bad luck..." He muttered, "I'll do it as fast as I can, and I'll be anesthetized as soon as I get down, so bear with it."

Hearing this, I said in pain, "Damn."

Ando was taken aback: "What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?"

Me: "You have anesthesia."

Ando: "...Yes."

Me: "Why didn't you say it earlier."

Ando: "What?"

Me: "Give me a dose before you start, so I don't have to suffer from this kind of pain?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it made sense, and I was so wronged that I wanted to cry: "Why did you do it so fast in the first place?"

My eyes and nose were sore, I sniffed and looked at the buddy who was stunned with the torture tool in his hand.

Ando Fourteen looked at me: "..."

I looked at him: "..."

Ando was dumbfounded: "Crazy."

He said: "The anesthesia from the very beginning is what will really kill you! I can't even control the strength! Takeshita, are you so painful that you are not sober?!"

In an instant, my heart was ashamed: "..."

He was in a hurry: "Hey, don't, don't cry..."

"Takeshita, you are the five major cadres of Mafia! You are the legendary ghost assassin! Brother! Why are you crying!"

Ando Shishi collapsed again: "I... ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah why does the boss insist on me to punish you!"

"I was wrong, Takeshita, I was wrong, don't cry, it's all my fault, I beg you, don't cry..."

Ando XIV, the most skilled torturer in Hong Kong and black, now looks weaker than me.

I:"……"

In order to divert my attention, Ando began to chatter about the past two years after I left.

In fact, it is about the torture objects he encountered, the torture methods, and the information he obtained.

In this line of work, I often get to know a lot of inside information about the underworld, and I have the right to listen to it as gossip.

As soon as he chattered, the feeling of working with a partner and making complaints came back two years ago.

But what was different from before was that Ando talked endlessly, and his hands were not idle, while I simply responded with painful groans of "uh", "uh" and "huh" from time to time.

Once he was so painful that he couldn't catch his breath, Ando immediately stopped gossip and torture: "What's the matter, it's almost done."

I managed to catch my breath, estimated my remaining physical strength and the strength of my shoulders and elbows, and said, "Not yet."

Ando was anxious: "Don't talk about abolishing the ability to move, you will suffocate to death later! You are crying, what face is there for such a thing!"

I calmly ignored the second half of his sentence, and said seriously: "If I want to kill you now, you are already dead."

Ando looked me up and down, suspicious: "Is it a lie?"

Me: "Don't question my ability to kill. You don't want to try it yourself."

In the two years when Dazai was not there, it is not that I have not encountered such a battle with injuries.

"...Damn." Ando's suspicion turned into disbelief, and he cursed angrily, "You fighting lunatics!"

During the ensuing execution process, such dialogues appeared from time to time:

"Takeshita, what's the matter, can you move, come and kill me!"

"you are dead."

"Now, do you still have that ability?"

"die."

"...If you can still kill me now, I will call you father!"

"Call Dad."

"...brother... eh..."

Ando XIV's torture method was really superb. My body became heavier and heavier, and my physical energy was lost faster and faster, until at a certain moment, my eyes went black.

Having a perpetrator who has been briskly blares makes my torture less difficult, but at the moment I'm too tired to see his face clearly.

I closed my eyes and lowered my head.

Ando's one-sided speech was suddenly interrupted, as if someone had pressed the mute button.

His voice suddenly became panicked.

"Takeshita... Takeshita?"

"Damn."

He seemed to approach cautiously.

I felt the corners of my eyes being touched lightly.That kind of touch should be like a soft handkerchief wiping.

Then I opened my eyes.

Ando Shishi immediately retreated at a loss: "I'm sorry... Takeshita."

"What are you doing?"

He turned his head: "Your tears are so unbearable."

He said, "You don't seem like someone who cries because of pain."

I twitched the corner of my mouth weakly: "I still did it before."

In the past, when I was tortured, I would howl so loudly.

Of course you can't do that now.It's embarrassing to suffer from the throat.

But I used to be from Hong Kong.

Ozaki Hongye from Hong Kong Hei will continue to teach me assassination techniques after the punishment, Nakahara from Hong Kong Hei will also bring a box of milk to the Hong Kong Hei Hospital to see me, and after heals from his injuries, he can play tricks and go on missions with Shuanghei.

Not anymore.

I'm not a "Hong Kong gangster ghost" anymore, the port mafia doesn't believe me.

I am no longer Mafia's blade, but Mafia's great threat.

Threats that have to destroy me so that I can feel at ease.

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

Kunikida Doppo's furious roar appeared inappropriately, telling me cruelly that I am no longer a guest of Buteisha either.

I don't really understand what I'm crying about.

Compared with this messy situation, I always feel that the reason of "crying in pain" seems less pitiful.

Ando Shishishi was still rambling: "It will pass soon, you fucking support me."

"I still don't want to lose you as a friend. Damn, Ghost Assassin, look how awesome this name sounds."

friend?

... not too bad.

"Ando-kun, Mr. Takeshita's subordinates are asking to see you."

Someone shouted from outside the torture chamber.

Mori Ogai said that blocking my news is such a blocking method?I was secretly depressed.

"See you?"

Ando Fourteen asked me.

Me: "No see."

I have been tortured to such a miserable state, at least give me some face in front of my cronies.

Ando helped send a message: "Your subordinate wants to say a few words to you."

Me: "Needless to say, go back to work."

Ando: "He said that no matter what, you will always be the person he admires the most."

Me: "Tell him I know."

Ando drove people away for me, and came back and said to me: "You are so majestic."

I said, "They're all half dead, what's the matter with prestige?"

But it is undeniable that the guy's nasty message still made me feel that the torture seemed a little better. I don't know if it was because of the pain and numbness or psychological effects.

……

After a while, outside the torture room: "The ten-man leader of Black Lizard, please see Mr. Takeshita."

"not see."

Mori Ogai's secrecy work is too poor, I thought desperately.

Ando was surprised: "Silver? The killer of the black lizard? What does he have to do with you?"

I didn't bother to correct his misunderstanding about Xiaoyin's gender, so I simply said: "My former student."

"Fuck?!"

"What a fuss. Is it weird that the ghost of Mafia's ace assassin doubles as a teacher?"

"..."

Xiaoyin didn't pester me back and forth like my trusted subordinates did, and I left after saying no.

"He only brought you a sentence."

"what?"

"teacher."

I feel that the eye sockets seem to be sour again, and I don't know why.

"Mr. Takeshita, someone is here again..."

"No." Ando habitually helped me.

"Hmph. Miss you?"

The visitor hummed softly, and accompanied by a familiar voice, someone kicked open the door and stepped into the torture room.

This voice is... Nakahara Chuya?

"Lord Zhongyuan."

Facing another cadre, Ando Shishi had no choice but to back away.

At the final stage of torture, it was already very difficult for me to stay awake. The pain in my body was almost numb, and my consciousness was so heavy that I could fall down at any time like a body bound with lead.

I vaguely saw Nakahara Nakaya's bright orange-red hair approaching slowly.

His stature is not tall, but his sense of presence is extremely strong.

I was suspended in mid-air, and when I lowered my head, it was exactly the same height as the black top hat he was wearing.

"Qiu, you are really good. Refuse the mission?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to laugh angrily, and scolded: "After so many years, you still can't forget that suicidal maniac? I don't know when you fooled around with him, and even for that detective agency would rather Abolish yourself?! It's just ridiculous."

"..."

I half-closed my eyes and listened to his lecture, as if I had returned to the time when I first entered Hong Kong Hei.I haven't been scolded so bloody by Zhong Yuan for many years.

Zhong Yuan said in a deep voice: "Have I ever taught you that the interests of the organization are the highest?"

"Yes..." I replied in a weak voice.

"It's fine if you don't kill Dazai, why don't you kill the people from the detective agency."

Even though I tried my best, my voice was still as low as a gnat: "Because they treated me as a guest..."

"This is the situation now. They treat you as a guest or an enemy. Don't you have any points in your heart? You can't be soft-hearted when you are against the enemy. Haven't I taught you, huh?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be extremely angry, pinching my chin with his black-gloved hand, forcing me to look up at him, and let me bump into his blue eyes burning with disappointment.

I haven't seen Chuya Nakahara for a long time.

In the past two years after becoming a cadre, the number of times we met has greatly decreased. Usually either I was on a business trip or he was on a business trip, and I often went to the Butei Club, and Nakahara Nakaya usually did not meet once every few months.

Indeed, we are cadres at the same level.

But the relationship between superiors and subordinates over the past few years has shaped the way we get along. I don't feel strange when he lectures me so unceremoniously. Instead, I feel "it's still the same".

I spoke calmly but with difficulty: "You did, indeed."

Central Plains also raised an eyebrow.

"But, you didn't teach me that if the leader asked me to kill my only family member and my friend..."

Every word uttered made me dizzy, and I could barely hear the words breaking in my own throat.

"what do I do……"

"..."

Zhong Yuan let go of his hand, and my head was unable to support it, and it hung down again.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I am afraid of pain. But this is the only way I can not betray Mafia."

My whole body was in pain, and I spoke the last sentence intermittently. After I finished speaking, my strength was exhausted, and I passed out completely.

Akira Takeshita passed out.

He was covered in blood.Bright red snaked down his suit white shirt and his pale skin, and the blood on the torture equipment had solidified into a dark brown.

It was much more tragic than Osamu Dazai who was once locked here.

He almost whispered when he spoke, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

When Zhong Yuan saw him, he was on the verge of losing consciousness, but he still insisted on talking to him.

When Zhongyuan Zhong also forced Takeshita to look up, he saw his pale face, the redness at the end of his eyes, and the dry tears.Saw all the pain he was enduring.

But there was no resentment in Takeshita's eyes.

He is willing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted: "Tsk."

So proud.

Takeshita Qiu, this kid, probably grew up pinching his weakness since he was a child.

If Takeshita Akira betrayed Mafia, Nakahara Chuya, who was his former teacher, would definitely kill him with his own hands.

But when Qiu was dying on the rack and said, "This is the only way I don't betray Mafia", he could only yell at the executioner who was foolishly standing aside: "Put him down quickly! Do it in a daze!" What?"

Only then did Ando Shishi come to his senses, and he took out the communicator and pressed wildly: "Stretcher! Anesthesia! Fucking, hurry up——"

[The rooftop of Buteisha Office]

"He would be willing, but not willing to do so."

"The reason is simple, Mr. Ranpo."

"Because Qiu is as proud as you and me."

Dazai said.

Qiu, who once belonged only to Osamu Dazai, has his defense and persistence.

He tells Osamu Dazai that he loves him, but that he will not run to him desperately under any circumstances.

Osamu Dazai spent six full years teaching him to be proud, and he couldn't break it with his own hands.

Even if he doesn't care about life and death, his body will be covered with bruises.