The late autumn sunlight shines through the glass curtain wall, illuminating the spacious cadre office brightly. The kimono-clad woman is talking softly, and the black-haired boy's eyes seem to be looking at her, but he doesn't seem to be looking at her.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu was staring intently at the ornaments on the desk beside Ozaki Momiji.
It was as if I suddenly had an extraordinary interest in the geometric patterns on its surface.
How embarrassing.
As an intelligence agent of the Special Forces Division, what kind of experience is it like to listen to Mafia officials talking about the Special Forces Division in a serious manner?
Thanks for the invitation.
The society is dead.
Kiyowa Kamishiro finally realized what netizens said it felt like to be "embarrassed enough to dig out three bedrooms and one living room with your toes".
Damn it, he was the one who made others do this before.
Ozaki Momiji is still telling.
"The Special Agents Department is like a ghost."
Much praise, much praise.
"No matter how powerful the mafia becomes, it has to be careful that if it provokes the special agent department one day, it will be completely suppressed."
No, no, no, the composition of the Special Agents Division is small but elite. No matter who the farming officer loses, he will be heartbroken and find it hard to breathe. The Special Agents Division does not want to confront Mafia at all.
"I heard that there are extremely powerful people with superpowers in the Special Agents Department."
It depends on your definition of strong.
"What's even more frightening is that it is said that the agents of the Special Forces Division are extremely good at lurking, and can often integrate into an organization without anyone noticing. In the battles in the underground world of Yokohama, there are shadows of agents from the Special Forces Division stirring up trouble.
"
Ah, it seems that he has done this before...
The science popularization, which was like a public execution, finally came to an end. Kamiyo Kiyowa, who had remained serious and serious throughout the whole process, felt his face was a little numb. The black-haired boy rubbed his face by lowering his head to drink water. When he raised his head again, he had a curious expression on his face:
"Is it so powerful? Then the leader was like this in Yokohama...I mean, why didn't any agents from the Special Agents Division show up?"
Ozaki Momiji fell into silence.
The cruelty of the terminally ill old leader was obvious to all in the port mafia.
One day, all the red-haired teenagers in the nearby streets were killed because a red-haired teenager drew joking graffiti on the old leader's car; one day, the water storage tank in a dormitory was poisoned, and all the residents died.
Just because there is a slight possibility that the cadres of the hostile organization will hide in that dormitory.
If it hadn't been for the torrent of the information age and the spread of the Internet throughout the country, the old leader even wanted to post a notice nearby that anyone who spoke ill of the port mafia would be executed. The notice also included a reward for reporting other people who spoke ill of the port.
Although many things only happen at night, and the bottom floor of the port mafia will collect all the corpses before dawn, leaving traces as a cover-up, people who really belong to the underground world have heard of it to some extent.
It's impossible for the Special Agents Division not to know.
…Do the upper levels of the government have any considerations?
"Hongye Sang, do you trust the Special Agents Department?"
Smelling something from the kimono woman's silence, the black-haired boy raised his chin with interest, "You don't agree with such unintelligent and violent behavior, but you also know that you can't stop it, so you hope that someone can stand up and put an end to that fabrication."
The source of all this terror——"
"Are you complaining that the Special Abilities Division hasn't taken any action yet?"
The Secret Service Division's priority is higher than Mori Ogai's.
In other words, if the Secret Service can kill the old leader, Momiji-san won't have to form a loose alliance with Mori-kun.
Is this the trust people have in government departments?
A certain intelligence agent really didn't expect that mafia cadres would one day be classified as "people" by him.
Hmm.
Suddenly I felt that some members of Mafia were stronger than the upper echelons of the government who prevented the Special Agents Division from sanctioning this crazy old leader.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought about Hirotsu Yanana for a while, and then looked at Ozaki Momiji in front of him, and suddenly felt that it was not impossible to sit down after getting the position of the leader of the port mafia.
When is the time to change your style?
When mafia first originated in Sicily, Italy, it was not what the Japanese yakuza is today.
"No." Ozaki Momiji calmly denied, "I was just thinking that with the current size of Port Mafia, it is probably not worth it for agents from the Special Agents Division to lurk."
Facing those pure black eyes that seemed to be able to see through her heart, Ozaki Momiji, who was somewhat resistant, changed the topic and said, "Or maybe there are agents lurking in, but we don't know about it.
"
Kamishiro Qinghe lurked in: "…………"
Coincidences are all coincidences.
He didn't do it voluntarily.
——If someone can be replaced, whoever wants the port mafia young master can take it. Isn’t he good at controlling the field in the Secret Service?
——While going deep into the enemy camp may yield huge gains, there are also huge risks.
The black-haired boy quickly completed self-counseling, and felt that the kimono woman today had an extra layer of aura about him, so he simply asked her for news, "What is Mori-kun doing now?"
Ozaki Momiji looked at him in surprise and pondered for a moment. The cadre in charge of intelligence said bluntly, "On the surface, Dr. Mori is working conscientiously in the hospital. After being rejected by the leader, he has not been to the headquarters building in recent days."
Is this so?
Kamidai Kiyokazu nodded in anticipation, and suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, which department of the hospital is Mori-kun in?" The old leader didn't even care about this, and as a doctor parachuted from the headquarters, Mori Ogai would most likely be able to choose the department of his own choice.
If you put it this way——
Ozaki Momiji: "Pediatrics."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: “…………”
——He is the one who harmed Japan’s flowers.
Sen·O·Wai!!!
Hold on.
It is impossible for Mori Ogai to show any flaws. Even if his heart is full of emotions, his appearance can definitely deceive most people, let alone children. The flowers of Japan will not be affected in any way.
Um.
It's tea time.
Kamishiro Kiyawa chose sweet milk tea and sweet cake. Ozaki Momiji looked at the elegant eating posture of the black-haired boy and the desserts on the knife and fork that were not in line with the elegance, and suddenly said: "You are targeting Dr. Mori like this, don't worry about Dazai knowing about it.
"?" The woman in kimono chuckled, "I heard that you are friends."
Kamishiro Kiyoka blinked: "Of course."
He asked back: "Are Hongye-san and Dazai familiar?"
"You know, Dr. Mori and I..." Ozaki Momiji said, "That brat comes to my place sometimes."
"What did Dazai call Momiji-san?"
"...Sister Hongye."
After pausing for a second at the jumping topic, Ozaki Momiji looked at the black-haired boy who suddenly had a friendly smile on his face and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Then let me also call you Sister Hongye!"
Kamidai Kiyowa said enthusiastically, "I will shout after Dazai."
Ozaki Momiji: "…………"
She often felt out of place because she couldn't keep up with Kawakami and Dazai's brain circuits.
"Sister Hongye today seems to make people want to talk." The young man with black hair and black eyes put down his knife and fork, and seemed to be hinting at something in his words. He put his feet on the ground and turned the computer chair he was sitting on 90 degrees.
Facing the female cadre, he held his chin and said, "Well, how should I put it, the relationship between Mori-kun and Dazai is not a teacher-student relationship in the general sense."
"Didn't Sister Hongye notice it?"
The corners of the black-haired boy's lips curved in a strange way, and his pure black eyes absorbed the light, "Mori-kun, you are Dazai's window to observe the world."
Ozaki Momiji: "...window?"
Kamishiro Kiyowa took a sip of milk tea, slowly chewed the pearls in his mouth, and said after a long while: "Suppose you live in a closed house, and you learn about the colorful outside world from books and TV. Do you want to see it?
, but you’ve never been out, what would you do?”
Ozaki Momiji seemed to understand: "I need a window through which to observe the real outside world...and Dr. Mori is just the person he needs."
"No, it was Dazai who chose Mori-kun."
Shendai Qinghe corrected.
Ozaki Momiji didn't quite understand: "As far as I know, it was Dr. Mori who saved Dazai from drowning a year ago and accepted him as a student."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: “…………”
etc.
What happened to entering the water?!
Is this actually a cat that commits suicide?!
Kamishiro Kiyawa was shocked. Kamishiro Kiyoka didn't say anything, but Kamishiro Kiyoshi had a calm expression, "No matter how smart Dazai is, given his age, many places will not be open to him without the guidance of adults."
"Among many adults, I chose Mori-kun because..." The black-haired boy paused and continued, "Mori-kun is safe enough."
Ozaki Momiji's surprise was visible to the naked eye: "Safe?!"
"Because Mori-kun is the kind of adult that Dazai is most familiar with and can control the most." Kamishiro Kiyokazu sighed. "He embraces calculation and utilization, always calmly evaluates everything, and acts based on interests. He will not be impulsive or impulsive.
He can do things beyond logic, and everything is so clear and traceable."
Why would Dazai Osamu be familiar with this kind of person? And why do you know so clearly?
Ozaki Momiji didn't ask any questions after all.
"Shh."
Kamishiro Kiyawa smiled and said in a friendly tone, "It's best not for Sister Hongye to know about more things."
It's actually easy to guess.
Just stay in the same environment.
Whether it is the knowledge Dazai Osamu has mastered, which is far above the average level of society in all aspects, and is obviously acquired through elite education rather than school; or the part of Dazai Osamu's occasional conversation and knowledge that is different from what the public should know;
Even Dazai Osamu's choice to follow Mori Ogai... Kamishiro Kiyokazu had a strong sense of déjà vu.
——There are too many flaws.
——The cub that ran out of the house didn’t have much experience yet and didn’t know that some abnormal parts of itself were abnormal.
...Maybe there is a reason why you feel more relaxed in front of him?
Let’s talk about “windows”.
In those big, hierarchical families, the children have been wrapped up in all kinds of calculations since they were young. Most of the adults you see live like a machine calculating interests. The smart children who grow up in such an environment are not very interested in figuring things out.
There is no way to be sure of the thoughts of a person like Mori Ogai.
Even more, Mori Ogai is a simplified version of those family elders.
More rational, more stable, and more organized.
Kamidai Qinghe has passed away.
After a while, after confirming that the black-haired boy would not turn back again, Ozaki Momiji opened the small door of the lounge attached to the office, "He's gone."
Lying on the bed in the lounge, Dazai Osamu: "Oh."
"He seems to know that you are here." Ozaki Momiji said hesitantly, "Did you...hear something?"
Ozaki Momiji should have continued to test according to the agreement with Dazai Osamu, but when the black-haired boy smiled and refused to reveal more, she did not ask again.
——Ozaki Momiji clearly felt that what the young master said was true.
——There are more things that it is best not for her to know.
"Ah." Dazai Osamu opened his dull eyes and murmured in a voice that only he could hear, "That guy is just like me..."
Or rather, it used to be the same.
What did he go through later to become the Kawakami he is today?
Dazai Osamu crawled out of bed slowly, feeling that his interest was waning and he had temporarily lost interest in everything. He wandered back to the small bungalow behind the small clinic where Mori Ogai worked as an underground secret doctor, and lay down in the room.
I was in a daze on the wooden bed until the night got darker——
It seems that I forgot something.
Probably dinner.
"Ding dong."
[…I ordered six more champagne towers for my seniors to boost their performance, come on!
——Kawakami]
Osamu Dazai:!!!
The young boy with bright eyes sat up straight like a carp, rummaged through the boxes in Mori Ogai's small clinic, grabbed a handful of cash, and went to the road to get a taxi.