[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

It started to drizzle at some point, and when Dazai Osamu arrived, Xie Shuyi was sleeping soundly in Odasaku's arms.

Xie Shuyi had never shown himself so weak and vulnerable. His body was still full of the smell of gunpowder and burning, but the scars on his body were recovering bit by bit, and he at least looked like a human being compared to before.

The five surviving children were lying in their respective cots, and the port mafia's accompanying doctor examined their bodies. Xie Shuyi was also taken away from Odasaku's arms, and because of his severe injuries, he could only help with treatment on the spot.

Watching the boy's body being quickly disinfected and bandaged, and then filled with needles and various instruments, Odasaku's eyes grew darker and darker.

He didn't dare to think, if Jie Shuyi hadn't come here on a whim today, what would be waiting for Xingjie and the others, and what would be waiting for himself?

I'm afraid all he could find was a pool of flesh and blood whose owner couldn't be identified.

"Odasaku..." Dazai Osamu opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"When the kid first came here, I was very angry. I thought he was following me. I was afraid he would hurt people here. I was afraid he would disturb these kids."

Odasaku suddenly interrupted Dazai Osamu's words, his eyes filled with annoyance and regret, he even wanted to slap himself a few times.

"I even knocked over his curry... but he saved these kids today. And saved me too."

Dazai Osamu naturally knew what these children meant to Odasaku. They were Odasaku's hope and reason to survive. It was a blessing in disguise that he could still see his good friends standing in front of him.

"Odasaku, I know what you want to do, but please stop."

"Even if the children will be hunted again, even if Jie Shuyi is injured like this, should I stop?" Odasaku said indifferently.

"Those guys still have some strength left. This time, Xie Shuyi fought so hard to save the lives of five children, not to mention you are going alone. And their base..."

"I know where their base is." Odasaku turned and looked at him, "They sent me an invitation."

The hand in Odasaku's pocket rubbed the thin paper, which was the map nailed to the side of the bed without a sharp dagger when he ran up to the room on the second floor.

Dazai Osamu understood his anger, but did not want him to go to danger alone.

"Listen to me, the leader just attended a secret meeting. The other party is the Special Powers Division. There must be something else going on."

Odasaku shook his head, "There's nothing to investigate, Dazai. Whether it's the children who almost died or Jie Shuyi who was injured like this, I need to put an end to all of this."

Dazai Osamu: "Odasaku, forgive me for being dumb and not knowing how to speak. Listen to my advice. You can't go now. That brat Jie Shuyi needs you. If you leave him like this, he will be worried when he wakes up."

Dazai Osamu: "Odasaku. Do you know why I joined the Port Mafia? Because I expect to find something here. Violence and death, instinct and desire. If you are surrounded by these naked emotions, you can touch the essence of people. I think maybe I can find a reason to live. I know you are angry now, but you should stay here to take care of them. Some things can be discussed later."

"I used to want to be a novelist. But I always felt that if I killed anyone again, I would lose my qualification to be a novelist. So I stopped killing people."

Dazai Osamu wanted to persuade him, "Odasaku."

Odasaku raised his eyes, which were full of indifference. His reverse scale had been violated and his bottom line had been broken. He had nothing left to hold back. "But this dream is over."

"That's enough. I'll take care of the rest."

"Xie Shuyi is a good kid."

"Stop bullying him." He waved his hand and strode outside.

"Don't go, Odasaku!" Dazai Osamu subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to catch his figure, but his palm was empty.

He chased Odasaku down the stairs, sweat dripping down his cheeks. He didn't want Odasaku to go, this was a dead end.

He didn't want Oda to die.

But looking at the figure walking faster and faster, Dazai Osamu was ultimately unable to catch up.

At the window on the second floor, Xie Shuyi looked at the figure leaving alone in the night, silently removed the needle from his hand, listened to the noisy noise made by the instrument being pulled out, and crushed it with one foot.

Ignoring the burning sensation on his skin, he hastily put on his coat.

As long as the uncle wants to do something, he will not stop him.

And all he has to do is... follow behind and protect.

When Dazai returned to the second floor, he had long lost sight of Shuyi. Looking at the quiet room, he couldn't help but sigh.

His tone was full of helplessness, "Odasaku. How can I bully him?"

Since you are all working hard, I can't fall behind. He dialed the number on his cell phone, looked at the word "leader" on it, and lowered his eyes.