In the spacious professional kitchen in the Mafia dormitory, Mitsumasa Midorikawa patiently taught Kiyowa Kamishiro how to make a certain crab dish.
It's June, and summer has officially begun in Yokohama.
Dazai Osamu's birthday is tomorrow, and as a close friend of Dazai Neko, Kamishiro Kiyokazu plans to prepare a full crab feast as a surprise.
What he learned from the cooking master was only a few methods that the chef was good at, and there was nothing better than what he had done before. He could only apply mechanically, and could not analyze specific problems in detail - after all, the volume, size, and condition of each crab are different.
, Cooking methods should be flexible and changeable ...
This requires learning from the self-taught Midorikawa-kun.
Temporary cramming is nothing more than this.
Midorikawa Hikaru is very willing to teach.
In a sense, he admired Kamidai Kiyowa very much.
How much work does the leader of Mafia need to do?
From the configuration of the fighting faction in the war, the commercial activities of its stores, the odds of the casinos it operates; to the transportation and transaction rules of smuggled goods, the emotional contact with various cooperative enterprises and associations, and the maintenance of relationships with various government departments...
...After the stall spread throughout Kanto, Midorikawa Hikari felt suffocated just thinking about it.
Although there are four cadres to share the responsibility, the leader does not have to do some things in practice, but he must be aware of it so that his authority will not fall.
Under such circumstances, Kamidai Kiyoshi, a young leader who had just celebrated his 20th birthday, was actually able to make Mafia prosperous while keeping his daily working hours within hours, and occasionally came to him to fish for fish——
Is this the world of the strong?
Midorikawa Hikari stood in awe.
It felt like it was the first time I learned that a young boy sleeps 3 hours a day. In addition to being shocked and distressed, I couldn't help but admire him.
Fortunately, the black organization was destroyed, so Zer can rest for a while.
Midorikawa Hikaru's thoughts wandered for a moment, his eyes wandered aimlessly, and he suddenly stopped, "..."
He seemed to ask casually: "Where is Dazai-sama?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu replied: "It's time to find trouble with Mimic."
Mimic, a group of wandering mercenaries headed by Andre Gide, 10 days ago, they smuggled into Yokohama Port through a cruise ship, and had a fight with Mafia who was on duty at the port. Both sides suffered casualties. Then Mimic hid his whereabouts and disappeared.
In an abandoned building that Yokohama has yet to completely eradicate.
Originally this was just a trivial matter, and Mafia's top brass didn't even know who they were, but soon, these mercenaries seriously injured the retired colonel.
This is a hornet's nest.
It had just been the Colonel's retirement farewell party. The burly old man with white hair raised his glass boldly and said, "Seeing how well Mafia is doing now, I can retire with confidence." "I really didn't expect that I would be able to retire one day."
The scene was still vivid in his mind, so someone had an idea for him?
For Mafia, which is cohesive with "righteousness", and for the now undisputed leader of Yokohama, this is an unbearable provocation. Soon, the enthusiasm of the operational troops for patrols increased, and the intelligence department was operating at high speed. Mimic's name and origin...
The composition... was identified one by one.
Foreign forces, with strong intelligence support behind them.
Kamidai Kiyoka is very aware of the situation. When Fyodor visited, he checked out Mafia's weaknesses, and specially changed the residence for the colonel to be safer, more concealed, and more responsive to the Mafia. This kind of foreign force had just arrived, and could accurately find out the colonel's weaknesses.
In the shelter, he attacked quickly and accurately, no matter how hard he thought, someone was behind it.
Not a local tipster.
Unless he is not only desperate for his life, but also brave, careful and lucky.
Is that you, Dostoevsky?
Hmm.
But even though he knew there were two Transcendents, he still felt helpless...
It doesn't quite fit his guess about someone's character.
The situation is a bit confusing.
The young intelligence officer of the Special Agent Section dutifully reported the strange Mimic to the Chief of Farming, and at the same time arranged for the escort of the seriously injured Colonel, Dazai and Chuuya
Spontaneously formed a partnership and took over the matter. - Like Kamishiro Kiyokazu, Dazai Osamu also suspected that there was a demonic handiwork involved.
Midorikawa Hikari perked up, "Have you found Mimic's base camp?"
This time Mafia was so excited that even chefs like him heard about it. In this matter, the undercover police did not need to think too much before siding with the country.
Kamishiro Kiyowa said easily: "Believe in Dazai."
"……Um."
Midorikawa Hikaru hesitated to speak, thinking tangledly about how to naturally break into the topic——
Kamishiro Kiyokazu:?
Midorikawa Hikaru stopped talking and said, "Um, were there any mosquitoes last night? Chief, your neck..."
The summer clothes did not cover the skin of his neck. Midorikawa clearly saw that there was a light red mark on the young leader's neck. At such a close distance, the sniper's vision told him that it was a tooth mark.
.
Human tooth marks.
Under what circumstances and who did it?
It's scary to think about it.
"Ah, is there a mark?" Kamishiro Kiyoka raised his hand to touch it, but put it down because his hand was unclean. Yun Danfengqing said, "Last night Dazai had a nightmare and bit me."
Listening to the leader next to him mutter "I didn't sleep well", Midorikawa Hikaru gradually lost his expression, "..."
--so.
——You two, one bed?
Help.
He doesn’t want to know this!!!
*
The night is getting darker and the crescent moon is high.
Zhongyuan Zhongya also kicked the neck of one Mimic member to threaten another, "Tell me, where is your stronghold?"
"Ho--"
The half-dead mercenary screamed in pain, his fingers curled up to hold the kicked gun, and Nakahara Chuuya looked at him coldly as he resisted...
The other party committed suicide with a gun.
Zhongyuan Zhongya: "..."
"You're really good, Chuuya." Dazai Osamu mocked, "You lost two prisoners like this. Is this the strength of the new cadre?"
The kite-eyed boy smiled and clapped, "Disrespect, disrespect."
Zhongyuan Zhongye's expression was distorted.
The subordinates around him were afraid to express their anger.
"...Do you have a way, Dazai?" Nakahara Chuuya took a deep breath, "Otherwise you would have stopped me just now."
"Trust me so much?"
"You are inherently smarter than me."
"It's much smarter."
Dazai Osamu squatted down slowly to observe the two dead prisoners. The subordinates on the side immediately provided light obediently. The young man with bright eyes raised his voice excitedly: "Okay! I will use the equipment I consolidated at Yoneka Town, a famous tourist spot in Tokyo, here.
Knowledge point - 'The corpse can talk'."
He said casually: "Akutagawa, do you see anything?"
Ryunosuke Akutagawa observed carefully.
"...I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai." Ryunosuke Akutagawa lowered his head in shame, "I don't know."
Dazai Osamu waved his hand.
"If there is a forensic doctor here, we can learn more based on the food residues in their stomachs." Osamu Dazai put on medical sterilized gloves and rummaged around before getting up. "To put it bluntly, the food residues attached to their feet are
Dead leaves, according to the laws of nature, should not appear in this season."
No matter what kind of plant leaves, there is no reason to die in summer.
In particular, the soles of the mercenary's shoes were stained with the leaves of a hardy hardwood tree.
Zhongyuan Zhongya: "..."
Subordinates: "..."
Seeing that his subordinates were about to ask questions, Zhongyuan Zhongya stepped forward and asked, "So we are looking for a dead tree?"
Dazai Osamu smirked: "Yes."
After a harmonious interaction, the subordinates who escaped finally got the answer that "the trees were killed by artificial spraying of herbicides" and quickly contacted the intelligence team. It took a while from investigation to drawing a conclusion. Osamu Dazai
He and Nakahara Nakaya found a fast food restaurant on the roadside to eat. Halfway through their meal, Kamishiro Kiyowa, who was off work, came over to join them.
With cameras everywhere and more IT staff to assist
With help, the intelligence team's control over Yokohama has been upgraded, and the results came out that night.
The dead tree is on the outskirts of Yokohama.
And around there, there is only an abandoned meteorological observatory, which can be used as a base for mercenaries.
*
The outskirts of Yokohama.
The time is approaching zero.
Gide stood on the second floor of the abandoned meteorological observatory, looking towards the city.
He murmured somewhat excitedly, "Will he really come tonight?"
"Of course." The boy in the white hat smiled softly and spoke in a low voice, "This is a birthday present."
The night is windy and cold.
Fyodor coughed a few times, hugged the plush coat tighter, bowed slightly, and disappeared into the invisible space, "Then, I won't disturb you anymore."
*
The battle started quickly.
Mimic are all Frenchmen, and they can be said to be the most elite soldiers produced in the war. They are well-trained and well versed in teamwork. Ordinary mafiosi are not very impressive in front of them. Even if they have heavy firepower, they are very capable.
It is difficult to gain an advantage.
Fortunately, there are also Nakahara Chuuya and Akutagawa Ryunosuke in the team.
"I finally meet you, Osamu Dazai."
On the battlefield where bullets were flying, Mimic's commander looked solemn, "My name is Gide, Andre Gide. I'm here... to invite you to fight."
"What did you say?"
Dazai Osamu showed a ridiculous expression: "I am a civil servant."
Surrounded and protected by his subordinates, the young man with bright eyes opened his eyes wide and asked, "Didn't that mouse tell you?"
He added, "Oh, it's the one with the white hat."
Gide: "..."
indeed.
Going through the information from the beginning, from getting the news, smuggling into Yokohama, to buying it on the black market in Yokohama - all of them seem to prove that Osamu Dazai is a civilian.
Gide reflexively looked in the direction where Fyodor had been standing.
Dazai Osamu's eyes flashed.
*
In a hidden corner, Gogol smiled and gloated: "Oh, did our Mr. Gide finally realize that he was deceived?"
"There is no way." Fyodor lowered his eyes, "Only if the 'French superpowers who have interacted with each other in the past' die, Mr. Fudi will die without any evidence."
In order not to expose his true source of information.
Mimic seriously injured Colonel, Mafia will definitely bury him...
Seeing that the other party worked hard to help induce Dazai-kun and Nakahara-kun's friendship after they met each other, he will help set up a tombstone.
Ivan said emotionally: "My kind master, I want to give the world eternal peace——"
Fyodor kept smiling.
He recalled the information given by Fukuchi Sakura Chi, about the life experience of the French transcendent Paul Verlaine, about the Aragami, and about Japan's artificial experimental subjects, and his purple eyes filled with curiosity: Mr. Rimbaud and Mr. Verlaine, now
Are you just watching from a different space? Where is Kamishiro-kun?
In the alien space composed of light golden cubes, the three people who were missed were all watching the battle.
"I seem to have some impression..." Verlaine stared at Gide, who had gray hair and a green face, "I have seen him on the battlefield."
Lan Tang sighed, "It's the government that feels sorry for them."
The gods are pure and indifferent.
There are too many people with difficulties in this world. His expression is peaceful. He doesn't even look at the new character cards captured by the "holographic online game" and only stares at the battlefield.