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He fell to the ground without saying a word.

"You guys are preparing to start a war against the mafia. I will convey your intentions to the leader without change. Let's go, Chuya." Dazai got up from his seat, pulled Chuya and left without looking back. clubhouse.

Chapter: ☆, Chapter 14

Although the bustling area in the center of Yokohama has entered the night, the flow of people on the street has not decreased. Today is Christmas Eve, and the shops on the street are pasted with various images of Santa Claus wearing a pointed red hat. There is a simulated Christmas tree at the door, with gaudy little pendants hanging on it, shining brightly against the lights and dazzling the eyes of people passing by.

"Why follow me, go back to your kennel!" Zhongya stopped under the streetlight at the crossroads, Dazai this guy left the clubhouse, and after explaining the matter to the leader, he followed him all the way, Dayou followed him back home trends.

"We declared war on them just now, and you killed their people. If they come to seek revenge, you have to protect me." Dazai argued solemnly, the cold winter wind messed up his hair, Dazai His ears were a little red from the cold in the cold winter.

I really plan to go home with him!In Nakaya's eyes, Dazai is simply a brown candy that cannot be shaken off.

"It was the other party who shot first, and even if they seek revenge, they should attack me first."

"Who dares to hit you with the move that Zhongya showed in the clubhouse. The persimmons have to be squeezed softly first. I don't want to be implicated by you. If they fall into their hands, it won't be so easy to die!" Dazai Shivering, he rubbed his hands and said.

"Who cares about you!" Zhongya quickened his pace, trying to get rid of this follower named Dazai.

Dazai hurriedly grabbed Chuya's cuff with his hands, and his next behavior successfully broke through Chuya's cognitive limit again.

"Wow, Chuya, don't leave me alone, you can't let me spend alone in the beautiful festival of Christmas Eve, I will treat you well in the future, what I did before hurt you deeply , I am here to ask for your forgiveness, please give me another chance!"

Dazai put Chuya's hand on his face that didn't shed a single tear, and his voice sounded like the cry of an abandoned child, causing the pedestrians around to look at this strange pair.

"Hey, let's go quickly, do you want others to watch the excitement!" Zhong Ye was embarrassed by the crowd watching, and hurriedly dragged Dazai out of the crowd's encirclement. Like the truth, Dazai would be damned if he really repented.

"It seems that Sister Hongye treats you well, and the house arranged for you is not bad." Dazai slumped on the black sofa in the living room of Nakaya as if he was the owner of the house. There are three bedrooms and two living rooms, complete with home appliances, and the overall layout of the room is biased. Concise and clear, like Zhongye's style.

"Warning you in advance, don't move if you shouldn't," otherwise don't blame me for throwing you out of here. I don't allow your filthy habits here. You can live in another bedroom. How dare you take my sheets Dirty I wring out all the joints in your body. " Chuya put his black coat on the hanger in the entrance, walked to Dazai's side, put his hand on the armrest of the sofa and threatened viciously.

"It's so miserable to live under the fence!" Dazai lay on the sofa, shaking his legs in boredom.

Nakaya slapped Dazai on the head, the bastard who pushes forward is still pretending to be pitiful!

"You are the one who followed me with shamelessness, if you are dissatisfied, get out immediately!"

"Hey, smoker, can you stop smoking?" Dazai looked at Nakaya who was sitting next to him, puffing away, and the brat didn't learn how to do it well, so he learned to smoke from Mr. Hirotsu!

"This is my house, you have no right to control me." Nakaya leisurely puffed out smoke rings, Dazai must have too much control.

Dazai sat up from the sofa, quickly took the cigarette from Chuya's mouth, took a big puff and sprayed it directly on Chuya's face, Dazai also coughed violently because he couldn't stand the smell of the cigarette.

"Bastard, do you want to die?" Nakaya directly flipped Dazai who was sitting on the sofa to the ground, and Dazai's head hit the ground with a dull sound.

"Chuya...cough...you can't bear it...cough...the feeling of inhaling second-hand smoke? You should treat others like yourself. After all, I'm a guest." Dazai held one hand under the restraint of Chuya, and touched it with the other His head hurt from being bumped, and the reaction in his bronchi from the previous puff of cigarettes has not stopped.

Zhong also increased the strength in his hands, and his whole body bullied Dazai.

"What kind of guest are you? Put on a pathetic look for me obediently!"

Dazai suddenly relaxed his whole body.

"Master is so rude, please be gentle with him for the first time!" Dazai winked at Nakaya like some women who do underground work in Yokohama, and stretched out his hands to close Nakaya's ears slightly longer orange hair.

Nakaya succeeded in being disgusted by Dazai's expression, he let go of the hand that had been holding Dazai, stood up and straightened his neckline.

"This is the end of the farce, Dazai, think about how to deal with those overseas drug gangs next, a group of foreign visitors, their attitude is still so arrogant, I am afraid there is some kind of force behind them. Do you want to use the hackers inside the organization to thoroughly investigate them? network?"

"Since the war has started so openly, of course we must use all the forces in the organization to track them down. Whether it is the undercover agent we arranged in the city hall or the intelligence dealers who are only interested in money, these leaders may have already started to make arrangements. Tomorrow There may be a lot of gains in the Mafia Building." Dazai threw the extinguished cigarette butt into the ashtray, and tapped his fingers on the glass tabletop.

"There is food in the refrigerator, if you are hungry, take it yourself, I didn't eat a grain of rice for the Hongmen banquet tonight." Nakaya opened the refrigerator and took out the quick-frozen food from the convenience store and said to Dazai.

"I want it too, Kazuka is the same, and help me get a bottle of drink." Dazai turned on the TV and watched the evening program, which showed the bustling scene of Yokohama tonight.The off-site host was interviewing men and women on the street with exquisite makeup, and from time to time there was a burst of shy laughter and coquettish words from girls.

Nakaya threw the already heated pizza and the orange juice just out of the refrigerator in front of Osamu Dazai, as if feeding a stray dog.

"If you're not dead, get up and eat."

Dazai lazily got up from the sofa, glanced at the food in front of him and said, "I seem to understand why you like gentle and virtuous girls, you don't even cook at all, you only know how to buy this kind of food in the microwave oven from the supermarket." It’s something you can eat just by heating it up, no wonder you don’t always grow taller.”

Nakaya sat next to Dazai and took a sip of the steaming fruit juice. He was usually busy with various things, so he would never think of cooking by himself. From the past in the sheep organization to the present, it can be said that he has almost never cooked by himself.

"Come on, it's still too sour to beg for food, so you can do what you want." Zhong also said angrily.

"How can a suicideist do such a thing, I can't even breathe." Having said that, Dazai still finished the pizza.

The programs on TV have also changed from street interviews to late-night ethical dramas. A husband who secretly cheated on his wife, a hysterical housewife, and a neurotic mother-in-law. Late-night theaters are always full of emotions deep in human society Treacherous and selfish, and this is the truest nature of human beings.

Dazai walked into his room with a yawn, and Chuya dragged him to the bathroom before he reached the bed.

"Don't try to get away with it, be careful that I will kill you."

Or a threat that is destined to be impossible to realize, or a heart that cannot be conveyed even if it is ambiguous.

On Christmas Eve, the streets of Yokohama are bustling until midnight. There will be no Santa Claus in the world. There are only men and women who want to please their sweethearts, parents who want to make their children happy, and employees who want to flatter their bosses. , The naive child leaves his parents in the end, and the sycophant will lose it quickly even if he gets what he wants.And Yokohama is performing this self-deception every year, but even if it is self-deception, it is quite a comfort to get even a moment of happiness. For this moment of happiness, human beings may block everything in themselves.

Dazai looked down at the busy traffic at the bottom of the building and the colorful light from the skyscrapers through the window. He closed the curtains when the traffic flow on the street was significantly reduced, and had a dreamless night.

In the office of the head of the mafia building the next day, Dazai and Chuya were holding a document about the drug trafficking organization in country A.

"No wonder they are so insolent. It really is good to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade, so do we need to destroy all their strongholds in Yokohama?" Zhong also said after carefully reading the information in his hand.

"It's already started. The smuggling ships they docked at the Yokohama pier have all been destroyed this morning. Since a war is going to start, we must strike first." After collecting information in the morning, Mori Ogai began to arrange several groups of troops to fight back. Enemy, now he also has tasks assigned to Dazai and Chuya. "You are responsible for pulling out their headquarters. According to intelligence, there are gathered the strongest firepower of the enemy and quite tricky supernatural beings. You can mobilize the nearby members at will. You only need to destroy them all to complete the task."

"It's this kind of thing again, can you change something." The leader's order could not be disobeyed, Dazai accepted the order helplessly, and rushed to the enemy's headquarters together with Chuya.

The headquarters of the country A drug cartel in Yokohama is set up in a food packaging company five kilometers south of the Mafia.Dazai and Zhongya came to a nearby mafia contact point, ready to call up the manpower to launch a general attack.

"Where do we meet in life, store manager, we meet again." In an unremarkable bookstore, the store manager of the former convenience store was putting the newly arrived books on the shelf, when he heard a familiar voice behind him, Dazai Greeting him with a smile, he looked completely different from the way he had interrogated the stalker before.

"It's been a long time since the contact point of the convenience store I used to run was discovered by the government, so it was abandoned. I am now the owner of this bookstore, Murakami." The boss introduced himself to them, and they didn't know his name yet.He had already been notified about this incident, and it was another fierce battle.

Soon the mafia men rushed to the small bookstore that had already proofread, and raided the headquarters of the drug dealers. It was strange that the resistance force in the headquarters did not match what was said in the intelligence. No, the weapons used are only a few old-fashioned shouqiangs and submachine guns.Chuuya took care of almost all of them by himself.Dazai led the members to search the headquarters but did not find anyone else, and there was no trace of the drugs produced.

The author has something to say: I would like to thank Yaojun’s family for the landmines thrown by you, come here

Applause for Shuanghei's cohabitation life that started on Christmas Eve, bang bang bang...

Chuya: No, it’s just a homeless man eating and drinking here in the name of my partner

Dazai: No, it was Chuya who dragged me back to his home in order to protect the powerless Dazai

Chuya: I've changed my mind, I'm going to throw you right off the windowsill!

Dazai was thrown downstairs, pawned

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Chapter: ☆, Chapter 15

"It seems that they were evacuated in advance. The rest of the people are just abandoned children. This place is already an empty shell. The action is really fast." Dazai sat on the table in the company office and looked at the three remaining survivors. Prying the news out of their mouths, troublesome work.

"We are just ordinary employees of this company, and we don't know anything!" The confessions of the trio were surprisingly consistent, only admitting that they were working for the packaging company, and they knew nothing about drugs.

Zhong also kicked one of them, and the man's arm made a crisp sound.

"Company employees who carry guns, do you think this is the end of the world where zombies are rampant?" Zhongye's patience is almost exhausted. These guys have been abandoned by their superiors, why do they still abide by the creed of secrecy?The bones of the recent captives must be too hard.

"Your family and friends must be under the control of your boss. If you dare to leak any news, they will die. Tell me about your family. I won't let them die in the hands of those drug dealers, but Use the information in your heads to exchange." Dazai looked at the three who had remained silent and said.

A member's expression became turbulent, and he said, "Why should we trust you!"

"You have no choice. If I release the news that you have surrendered to the mafia, and people in your organization know about it, what will happen to your family? I'm afraid it will be worse than death?" Dazai looked at the faces of the three of them. The expression changes, like a student who has just entered the laboratory observing a chemical reaction. He obviously knows the result from the textbook, but he still enjoys watching the color change of the reagent bottle.

The psychological defense of the three finally collapsed, and they confessed what they knew. The abandoned members are often not too in touch with the upper-level things, and may be deliberately transmitted some wrong information to confuse the enemy.Dazai ordered his subordinates to end their lives after listening to their dictation.

"So, since you have already done such a dangerous job, don't leave yourself with dangerous emotional handles." Dazai looked at the three dead bodies and said expressionlessly.

The mission this time was unexpectedly easy. Dazai and Nakaya dismissed the mafia members and then returned to the bookstore with Murakami, because Dazai was looking for any books that specifically introduced suicide, although Murakami had already emphasized that there were no such terrible books.

"Mr. Murakami may have misremembered, how could such a great book not exist!" Dazai said unwillingly.

As soon as Murakami opened the store door, the key fell to the ground, and Murakami's body trembled uncontrollably. Dazai and Chuya looked into the bookstore. A man in a green jacket was holding a girl hostage. on her temple, the girl was too scared to speak.

"Come to me for something. If you want money, put it in the box at the cash register. Don't hurt her." Murakami's voice came almost from deep in his throat.

The man did not let go of the girl, but pulled the safety catch of the gun.

"Take out the gun in your pocket and throw it at me, and the two boys behind you are also members of the Port Mafia, hand over your weapons obediently, and don't move, or I will blow this woman's head, Port Mafia's All the lackeys will die!"

Dazai stood up from behind Murakami, with an unprecedented relaxed expression on his face.

"Shoot, uncle, do you think you can threaten the port mafia with a little girl? I haven't seen such a naive guy for a long time. You must have had some reason with me before.