After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

Ayatsuji Kototo stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dark night outside, and felt that it would rain heavily tonight.

He turned around and looked at Dazai Osamu.

"How strange! You don't intend to kill him. Could it be that there really is some kind of master-disciple bond going on?"

Dazai Osamu picked up the graffiti that Alice had drawn, with an inexplicable look on his face. "He schemed against me, and I schemed against him, and now we're even."

Ayatsuji Yukito raised his eyebrows. "That's really not something you would say."

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "What do you think I will do? If I lose, I will bear a grudge, and if I win, I will take revenge?"

"No, I originally thought you were planning to trade him with the Special Ability Division or the military police." Ayatsuji looked at him inquiringly.

"After all, aren't you planning on switching to the Special Ability Agents Department?"

"Mori Ogai is obviously involved with the authorities. Using him as a bargaining chip would be a good revenge."

Dazai nodded, then shook his head, "I've already taken my revenge, and I need to let Ruri-sensei vent a bit. I plan to hand him over to Ruri-sensei."

"As for the bargaining chips, don't we still have our White Qilin?"

"Compared to the insignificant and insignificant Mori Ogai, he is still more valuable."

Ayatsuji Yukito nodded. He had completely forgotten about Shibusawa Ryuhiko. If Dazai Osamu had not asked his men to carry him back, he would probably still be a human sculpture in Leibo Street.

"Then I'll have Nakahara send Mori Ogai over there?"

"Don't bother Detective Ayatsuji, someone has already done it." Dazai Osamu said in a light voice.

"Those who want to get paid twice for one job should be given more work to do."

As he spoke, he sneered sinisterly, "The devil who doesn't keep his word deserves to be burned to death, doesn't he?"

Ayatsuji Yukito looked at him with a strange look, "Don't say that, aren't you still alive and well?"

"Hey—" Dazai Osamu opened his eyes wide and drew out his tone, "I thought I was getting along very well with Detective Ayatsuji."

"Didn't expect you to see me like this?"

"I don't think we're compatible," Ayatsuji Yukito asked bluntly. "I plan to take the throne tomorrow morning. When do you plan to leave?"

Dazai Osamu shrugged, "Tomorrow, I'll take Bai Qilin with me."

"By the way, I also need to take someone with me, a low-level employee named Oda Sakunosuke." He said casually, "I need someone to protect me."

"That won't work. He's quite capable, and I need someone to protect me."

"Isn't being a dwarf enough?" Dazai Osamu said in an exaggerated tone, "The slugs outside who help you deal with other cadres will be so sad that they will shrink."

"At that time, he went from 1.5 meters to 1 meter."

Ayatsuji Yukito looked at him with disdain, "You know they have different positions, right? If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush with me."

Dazai Osamu curled his lips. This is the disadvantage of dealing with smart people. They know each other very well and it is impossible to fool them.

"Well, he and I are friends. He doesn't want to kill anyone. Compared to the Mafia, the Special Ability Agent Department is more suitable for him."

"Why don't you just say it earlier? Let him hand in his resignation tomorrow morning."

Dazai Osamu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "If you want a good bodyguard, I met a good one in a small organization before."

"His name is Tiao Ye Cai Ju, and he's currently a cadre in a criminal organization. Your special abilities are a natural counter to these people."

Ayatsuji Yukito nodded, thanking him for the information. He said, with rare sincerity and gentleness,

"It's better to leave Yokohama. This place is too small. If you stay in a small place like this all the time, you'll think this is the whole world."

“That’s too narrow-minded.”

Dazai Osamu lowered his head, looked at the white bandage on his wrist, and said softly, "I wanted to stay here because Teacher Liuli is here."

"Now that I think about it, you're absolutely right."

"If she wants to leave, I can just chase her. Why do I have to keep her here?"

"Too narrow-minded."

Ayatsuji Yukito didn't laugh at him, "Because the person you want to keep and the one you want to catch up with are not hers."

Dazai Osamu didn't respond to this, but instead said, "Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow. After you take the throne tomorrow, I'll transfer a group of subordinates. Is that okay, Chief?"

"Do you need me to give you another silver letter?"

"No thanks." Dazai picked up the envelope, "I haven't used Mr. Mori's yet."

……

At night, it drizzles.

When Mori Ogai walked out of the Port Mafia building, he didn't meet anyone.

Dazai Osamu transferred a large number of people away with the silver handwritten order, and the rest met Nakahara Chuuya, who was no different from delivering food.

Alice next to him was also listless, with heavy steps, and she didn't look happy at all.

Although his life was saved, for a hapless guy who was nearly 40 years old and had experienced many ups and downs all the way, being kicked out by students was not a good experience.

"Is the power of love really that great?" Mori Ogai couldn't help but feel suffocated. "Dazai is growing up too fast."

Think about it, Mori Ogai just ascended the throne of the leader of the port mafia at such an old age, but was kicked down before he could sit firmly.

The average age of the two teenagers who chased him down was less than twenty years old.

This reality of the new generation pushing the old generation out is too cruel!

"But it's really incredible..."

Mori Ogai's tone was much more complicated. He felt a little bit of self-pity for Dazai Osamu, so he couldn't help but feel emotional.

"He was able to do this immediately after reacting. He has really grown a lot."

When Mori Ogai said this, his expression became much calmer, and even the anger caused by being backstabbed and driven out by the student had subsided.

It's strange to say, but Dazai Osamu was able to do such a thing, and he also felt a little bit of relief in his heart.

It was just too little, so little that he could hardly notice it.

"Although he may not even realize it, he has actually found the reason and answer for his efforts to survive."

"Is it good or bad to get the answer at such a young age?"

"Why think so much? Think more about yourself, Rintaro, you useless adult." Alice took his hand.

"But don't worry."

"Even though you're useless, Alice won't abandon you."

“Alice—”

Mori Ogai's eyes turned into the shape of fried eggs. "Don't worry, I will buy you many beautiful little dresses soon."

Alice glared at him, but didn't shake his hand off. Instead, she asked, "So where are you going next? Dazai will definitely not let you go back."

"Besides, that blond detective's abilities are truly terrifying."

A gloom flashed in Mori Ogai's eyes, and his voice became much softer as he echoed, "Yeah, it's really scary."

"It's like having a sword of Damocles hanging over your head. It's really scary."

"I should tell Natsume-sensei sooner rather than later." He murmured, "Such a dangerous ability, I'm sure the bigwigs up there will be scared too."