Although he knew that it would be difficult for Dazai Osamu to recuperate and not cause trouble at all. After all, it takes a long time for this kind of Jio injury to heal, but eating its bird snacks in front of Xiao Qi...
Is this reasonable?!
See you soon.
Kandao Kiyawa was so shocked that he couldn't help but start recalling the ingredients of the high-end bird snacks kept in the dormitory.
Can people really eat it?
——Don’t make your injury worse, Dazai!!
"quack!"
Xiao Qi flapped her wings frantically, screamed in despair, and flew away without waiting for her master to say anything. It was clear that she did not intend to accept rejection, which showed her strong desire for revenge.
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Thanks for the invitation.
I'm not going to stop you.
I just want to standardize the use of justice from heaven...
Kamishiro Kiyokazu slowly raised his hands to cover his face.
Hmm.
In view of Dazai Cat's current mobility difficulties, the battlefield can only be near the dormitory, so the inherent skills of this bird should not be used. - As a crow who cherishes his master's property, Xiaoqi has regarded the five buildings of Mafia as his own.
By the way, he checked the boutique before and found that it was the kind that paid protection fees to the mafia. In other words, although it was inappropriate for Xiaoqi to take things in her mouth without paying before, it was obviously within its logic...
It seems to think that this is its own store and there is no need to pay.
Fortunately it has been corrected.
As for how Xiaoqi will take revenge on Dazai...
Kamidai Kiyawa is difficult to judge.
Xiao Qi is in agitated mood right now, and seems to want to call her friends for a physical fight, but after flying around for a few times, she may calm down and switch to a civil fight.
never mind.
It's harmless.
The young leader continued to look through the files.
It's daytime.
The July sun became more and more fierce. Kamishiro Kiyokazu put down the visor and looked at the contract he signed with the TV station.
About purchasing advertising space.
Yokohama Hope Academy is a school after all, and admissions still have to be taken in a formal way, such as advertising. The relationship between supply and demand is there. As time goes by, the first batch of students realize that they are not lying and are hesitant due to the invisible publicity.
Yes, minors in Leibo Street who are looking forward to their future will gradually enroll in school.
...So all the recruitment plans, such as pyramid schemes to attract people and group discounts, were all killed by him.
What are you doing?
What idiot mentioned that?
Kamishiro Kiyoka’s head is full of dark things: Can an educational holy place and an illegal society be confused?!
As for the bullying he mentioned, it actually meant making small talk about minors who were not in school. The actual effect depends on the quality of the rumors and their psychological quality.
Although it is considered a crooked way, its power varies from person to person.
And to be honest, the child on Leibo Street didn't have any pain points at all, and he was also very curious about how Mr. Mori would make up rumors.
...Hmm.
...Mori-kun is stuck.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu recalled for a moment and confirmed Mori Ogai's embarrassment.
But it doesn't matter.
Just enroll as normal.
Xiaoqi's revenge came quickly.
Although Dazai Osamu strictly guarded against the dark history and only stayed in the dormitory on weekdays, the injury was still discovered by Xiao Qi, who frequently came in and out of the master's residence.
Crows are very intelligent and capable creatures.
So that day, when Rando and Odasaku were both at work, Dazai Osamu, who had recovered a lot from his injuries but was just a little lame, walked to the corridor window to look at the scenery, and met Alice and Ozaki Momiji.
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Alice: "..."
Ozaki Momiji: "..."
The person leading the way is undoubtedly Xiao Qi.
This crow acted in a hurry, as if something happened to its owner, and brought Ozaki Momiji and Alice, who happened to be drinking milk tea at Ozaki Momiji's place. It squeaked proudly and circled three times above Dazai Osamu's head to show its disdain and no nostalgia.
Afterwards, it flew out of the window, leaving nothing but chaos on the ground.
"quack!"
……oh.
——Still nostalgic.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu was a little curious: "Why didn't you watch around then?"
"quack!"
"quack!"
Xiaoqi kept chattering in his ear disgusting words such as "Master is my lighthouse" and "Without you, my life is like a dry well". Kamishiro Kiyawa had long been immune. He thought for a while, and Alice knew. Mori Ou
Gai and Osamu Dazai, a pair of cheap teachers and students, will definitely taunt each other again. This is a reserved program for the top management of Port Mafia, so it is not surprising; but Ozaki Momiji knows...
What do you think, Sister Hongye?
Speaking of which...
"Xiaoqi."
Kamishiro Kiyoka put down his signature pen, "Why did you think of bringing Alice and Momiji there?"
"quack!"
In order to prevent the pet from falling into the trap, the young intelligence agent had already told it that Alice was manipulated by Mori Ogai.
"quack!"
Xiaoqi's voice was a little uncertain.
Kamidai Kiyawa touched its well-maintained feathers and silently replied in his heart: It's just a normal colleague relationship.
That night, Kamishiro Kiyokazu wandered into Ozaki Momiji's office.
In order not to miss out on raising Dazai cats, Kamishiro Kiyokazu published a series of related books. In addition to the "Youth Mental Health Education" that he has appeared in before, there are also "Parenting Manual", "Cat Raising Manual", "Social Psychology", etc.
Wait, he thought that if things continued like this, he might be able to find a psychiatrist in school.
"Lord Qinghe?"
Ozaki Hongye looked surprised and put down the information at hand, "Why are you here?"
"Of course it's because Sister Hongye you are working overtime again."
Kandairo Kiyokazu found a stool and sat at his desk, looking dissatisfied and puzzled, "I can't finish the work at all, why don't I take a break on time?"
In the past, the young intelligence officer thought that Sister Hongye had to work overtime every day because there were no reliable colleagues of the same level in Mafia to share her workload.
But now it seems...
Sister Hongye is somewhat involuted.
"After reading this, I'll get off work."
Ozaki Momiji smiled and pointed to him to look at the remaining documents and said, "This will make it easier tomorrow."
No.
There will be tomorrow.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu held his face with his hands, and as expected found that the young face of the kimono woman showed no traces of fatigue. His persuasion based on the condition of the skin was not feasible at all. He could only sigh helplessly and took a pen to write down the rest.
The documents were moved to them and prepared to be approved together.
The skill of imitating handwriting was something I learned together with pseudo-sounding. ——The number of paragraphs is just enough, anyway, it is enough to fool the mafia.
Ozaki Momiji signed at the end of the last document of the day. When he raised his eyes and saw the leader's profile, he suddenly seemed to have returned to the days when he was teaching.
She smiled, somewhat guessing the boy's purpose:
"I will keep Dazai's injury a secret."
Kamidai Kiyoka nodded.
Sister Hongye seems to be in a good mood.
Could it be that by some mistake, Dazai Maomao accidentally achieved "contrast cuteness" and his favorability with Sister Hongye rose again?
Ah this.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought for a while and asked: "Sister Hongye, do you think Dazai is suitable for mafia?"
"..."
Ozaki Momiji was silent for a moment, then said as if joking, "I think Dazai might be a born mafia."
"No one is born with anything."
Kamidai Kiyawa said with a serious face, "Everyone has the freedom to choose."
Ozaki Momiji: "..."
As if he felt that he was too serious, the young leader smiled and said:
"The environment in which Dazai grew up makes him more sensitive to negative emotions, and he will instinctively capture and utilize them."
"The more negative emotions you generate when facing him, the more you will be seen through by him and controlled by him."
——This is a guide!
——Sister Hongye, please take note!
...Although it seems that I can't control my emotions.
Ozaki Momiji joked: "Is this Seiwa-sama's experience?"
Kamishiro Kiyowa said honestly: "No, there is no experience or skills, it's all emotion."
As a senior poop scooper, it is very difficult to have negative emotions when facing a cute little black cat.
The black-haired boy's psychological counseling session ends.
Ozaki Momiji looked at the closed door, as if she could see the retreating figure of Kamishiro Kiyowa through the door.
She looked away.
Is the alienation from Dazai so obvious?
Ozaki Momiji recalled the Dazai he had just met, the languid young boy, and the current Dazai who seemed overly active most of the time, and his body was no longer so thin. He only gave out a creepy aura in certain places such as underground prisons.
…
She was a little unsure.
So, Dazai is a person who is easily affected by environmental emotions?
In Port Mafia, he is a born mafia; if he is in Baidao...
Could it be that he is a born policeman?
Ozaki Momiji showed a slightly uncomfortable look at this association. She got up and cleaned up her desk. She felt that this kind of thing was not urgent and she could think about it slowly.
After Kamishiro Kiyokazu defeated Ozaki Momiji, Dazai Osamu and Mori Ogai hurt each other for a week and a half, Jio's swelling subsided and he could finally walk freely on the streets of Yokohama.
To celebrate, he bought himself ten new rolls of bandages.
——It also has something to do with the discounts at the drugstores passing by.
Dazai's house.
Opening the curtains, the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated large swaths of fine dust. Dazai Osamu quietly watched the golden dust floating in the light. After a while, he turned around and walked back to the medical kit next to the sofa.
It was placed here last time during the Qing Dynasty.
Dazai Osamu opened the lid of the box, thought for two seconds, turned the medical box upside down, poured out the medicines, etc., and prepared to put the bandage at the bottom.
His eyes suddenly froze.
At the junction of the side and the bottom panel, there was a scratch that looked like a sharp object, which was clearly visible under the kite-colored eyes.
...Where did this come from?
Dazai Osamu's eyes wandered over the poured out medicinal supplies, but he could not find anything that might have caused such a mark. He recalled his memories and calmly compared them little by little.
For him, photographic memory is even considered a basic skill.
Dazai Osamu's expression slowly solidified.
When did this medical kit appear in the living room?
On the evening of that birthday, when he was so shocked that he ignored his surroundings, it seemed that there was no box...
Dazai Osamu closed his eyes.
There is only one explanation.
This was a 90% new medical kit that Qinghe temporarily found nearby after he left the house and before returning here. At that time, it was not easy even for a 24-hour pharmacy to prepare these.