The logistics department has already taken care of the sanitation. They only need to move daily necessities and bedding and other bedding from the opposite door. With the help of the hard-working Oda Sakunosuke, this task was quickly completed.
Then, Kiyowa Kamishiro found an excuse to send away his unsuspecting subordinate Oda, and tried to take off the hair extensions in front of the dressing mirror.
Osamu Dazai volunteered to help.
——Then the above conversation appeared.
"..."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at Dazai Osamu who was standing behind him in the dressing mirror, looking like he was dressing up a doll with great interest, and began to reflect on whether he should let Dazai Cat play with his hair.
The hair extensions he originally made were traceless ones, so it should be easy to remove them. It would be no problem to do it yourself...
never mind.
There’s not much left to dismantle, so let’s let Dazai play.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu reiterated that having his hair pulled was really painful, and Dazai Osamu once again promised to be careful. He repeated the above n times, and finally finished the demolition with a lot of stumbling.
The black-haired boy learned his lesson, sprayed the repair fluid on himself, and combed his hair with a fine-toothed comb, determined not to let some wild-eyed little villain interfere.
……Um.
——At least not today.
I still doubt Dazai Osamu did it on purpose.
Kamishiro Kiyawa looked over suspiciously: Didn't you really use his hair as a ball of yarn?
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Winter is approaching.
It’s already the best season to eat crab in Japan.
The fishing moratorium has just ended, and the market is full of freshly caught crabs. The canteen at the port mafia has made crab meat tonight. Dazai Osamu was full and took his friends to eat.
They wandered into Ozaki Momiji's office.
Just as Kamishiro Kiyaka expected, as the only clerical member among the remaining cadres, Ozaki Momiji was extremely busy. When he saw the two of them, he had no time to entertain them. He just nodded slightly and buried himself in the documents.
"…………"
Is this such an exaggeration?
A certain young master looked at the work documents piled high on his desk in awe. He felt that his eyes were darkening and his feet were unsteady. He strengthened his determination to leave Mori Ogai to do cool work. He even felt that he was not satisfied with looking at it horizontally and vertically.
The whole body of Mori Ogai exudes a green and attractive light.
——It’s leeks!!
Kandairo Kiyowa weakly sat down on the armchair next to his desk.
This chair was still there when he came to class, and no one moved it away.
Dazai Osamu consciously moved a chair over and sat down, holding his chin.
Ozaki looked up and found two pairs of...well, three eyes staring at her. She was speechless for a moment, took out a document and handed it over, "Young Master, you can take a look at this first."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu and Osamu Dazai looked at each other.
——It is an investigation report on the assassination of the leader.
——This report mainly describes how the killer pretended to be Dr. Watanabe and climbed to the top.
Although he had pretended to be Dr. Watanabe, there were very few people in the Mafia building in the early morning, but the killer's strange dress, wrapped up in a ball and covering his face with a mask, simply put "suspicious" on his face, and none of the guards he met were suspicious.
?
The writer of the report conducted an in-depth investigation on this doubtful point.
result……
When the impostor greeted each mafia guard, he could address each other accurately in a familiar tone, and talk to each other about small things in life in a gentle manner, including whether so-and-so's daughter's cold was gone, and so-and-so's
Has arthritis occurred again? The blind box that so-and-so likes is new...
He is like a reliable neighbor by your side who is enthusiastic and has good medical skills. He has a cheerful face, a figure and hairline that have failed to be managed in middle age, and he is very friendly.
Who would be wary of such a person?
The report was overly detailed. It even described the detailed time and place where the impostor greeted the guard, as well as the surrounding environment. Of course, it also included conversations that the guard could recall. In it, Kiyowa Kamishiro even saw a paragraph with Dr. Watanabe, the personal doctor who had just joined the leadership.
I had a conversation about a small incident that happened at that time, and my mood was a bit complicated.
Are you preparing for this day when you join the job?
This means...
No one can succeed casually?
Those guards who were unfortunately deceived must be gone. For such a big event as the leader being assassinated, there would not be too many burial objects, not to mention that they were indeed derelict in their duties. And Mr. Vice-President always knew that these mafia gangsters would be killed by him.
mentality, caring for their bodies, lives and families.
Hmm.
This feeling...
Kamidai Kiyowa's expression suddenly became extremely deep.
"What should we do if the weather forecast is inaccurate?" Dazai Osamu asked abruptly, "If the temperature does not drop today, is Dr. Watanabe going to take his whole family back to Yokohama?"
"…………"
His mind was suddenly transformed into a scene of ghosts and beasts. Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought of the deputy dean rushing back all night because of the bad weather forecast, and his emotions became incoherent. Even Ozaki Momiji, who seemed to be concentrating on his work, drew a long mark on his pen, and then acted as if nothing had happened.
The ground weaves long marks into the words.
"There is no need to bring the whole family, he can just come back by himself."
Ozaki Momiji said, and the kimono-clad woman looked at the black-haired boy, "I have contacted Cadre A. He is planning to rush back. The succession ceremony can be held as early as tomorrow night. What do you think, young master?"
"I can do it."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu said casually, and then asked, "Sister Hongye, do I need to make any preparations?"
Ozaki Momiji thought for a while and shook his head: "No need."
There is no precedent to follow.
and……
The female cadre smiled with a soft expression, "Young Master just needs to sit there and accept everyone's admiration."
Mr. Sen lost completely.
Osamu Dazai watched the intimate interaction between the kimono woman and the black-haired boy and sighed in his heart.
Some people plan carefully in years; some people follow their hearts in months or even weeks...
Why did the latter win?
Hmm...
Osamu Dazai looked at the scene in front of him, as if he understood something, but at the same time, he seemed to understand nothing.
It's like opening a blank book without text, and intuitively it contains important things. However, after using various methods such as water immersion and fire, the content cannot be revealed.
——But Qinghe is still there.
——As long as you stay with Qinghe, you will understand one day, right?
Dazai Osamu looked at the alarm clock on his phone.
The time is coming.
Mr. Sen may not know about A's business trip. In Mr. Sen's opinion, the new leader will take over as early as tonight...
Isn't it about time Alice came?
Osamu Dazai randomly pulled out a document and pretended to read it, staring at the ajar door of the office from the corner of his eye. At a certain moment, the young boy with bright eyes caught a ray of red with his sharp eyes.
I have seen red color countless times in small clinics.
"Who's peeking?"
Dazai Osamu jumped off the stool, ran to the door and opened the door in one movement. His expression was a strange and profound insight, just like the audience watching the documentary through the photographer's lens and watching the people captured in the film.
The character unconsciously walks towards the determined destiny, but his voice is full of vigilance. The large black windbreaker added to cool down the figure of the little lolita with blond hair and red dress——
Dazai Osamu stretched out his hand and touched the astonished Alice.
Just like an eraser erasing the mark of a pencil, the humanoid power dissipates instantly, leaving no trace.
"Eh."
Osamu Dazai looked puzzled, "I clearly saw someone here."
Kamishiro Seiwa and Ozaki Momiji, who followed closely behind, looked at the empty corridor and then at the frowning Dazai Osamu: "..."
Dazai Osamu, who had been taught not to rush forward when something happened, nodded obediently, followed his friend to sit back on the armchair, and stayed in the cadre office for a while with his chin propped up in a good mood, before dragging his friend back to the newly moved dormitory.
Second bedroom in dormitory.
Dazai Osamu's personal belongings are placed on the tabletop.
This was the reason why Kamishiro Seiwa sent away Oda Sakunosuke in the afternoon: to let the red-haired young man go to the small clinic again to move Dazai's belongings.
In the enlarged dormitory, the second bedroom also has its own bathroom. Kamishiro Kiyokazu and Dazai Osamu tidied up everything. The bookshelf was put on the bookshelf, the wardrobe was put into the closet, and the bathroom was put into the bathroom...
"Why do you have so little luggage?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu hung the last big towel for bathing in the shower room, and looked dissatisfied at the second bedroom that had been tidied up in a short time, "How did Mori Ogai take care of you?"
Wow.
This seemed to be the first time Qinghe called Mr. Mori's full name.
Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed and swung his legs, looked at his friend who opened the closet and looked in, and asked uncertainly: "Because the climate in Yokohama is warmer?"
Kamishiro Kiyawa looked at him deeply: "...that's not the problem."
Thinking of the small, gloomy, undecorated and unpopular little bedroom in the small bungalow behind the clinic, Kamishiro Kiyokazu once again made a strong note to Mori Ogai in his heart.
If you don’t know how to raise cubs, don’t raise them!
Such a cute and lovable Dazai cat, if you take it out for a walk, some people will want to keep it, such as him.
——Kamidai Kiyawa selectively forgot that the dominant person in this adoption relationship was not entirely a doctor named Mori.
——The human heart is inherently biased.
The black-haired boy left the second bedroom and came back soon, bringing new clothes for the season.
"I bought this for you when I was in Tokyo," Kamishiro Kiyokazu said. "Sister Momiji is so enthusiastic. I thought I couldn't afford to have as many new clothes as I have, so I brought some for you too."
He looked at the tiny Dazai cat and muttered, "They are all good quality brands. If you don't grow taller, you can wear them for many years..."
"Qing·He!"
"Okay, I shut up."
The black-haired boy always reflects very quickly.
It won't affect him from committing another crime next time.
Dazai Osamu puffed up his cheeks and stuffed the new clothes into the closet angrily. When someone with a positive attitude of admitting his mistake said that the new clothes had been washed and could be worn directly, he interrupted: "When were they washed?"
From the time I returned to Yokohama last night to now, there have been a lot of things first, and then he followed me, and I didn’t see the laundry...?
"I washed and dried it when I was in Tokyo."
Kamishiro Kiyowa said matter-of-factly, with a soft voice, and because there was no need to hide anything, the amber eyes revealed were clear and magnanimous, "I will send it to you directly when I come back, so that you can put it on directly. Of course, you must prepare in advance...
…”
"--What's wrong?"
Osamu Dazai turned his face away, hiding his almost embarrassed expression for a moment, "...it's nothing."
Shendai Qinghe was thoughtful.
He closed the bedroom door and closed the window.
Osamu Dazai:?
The black-haired boy looked like "You can't run away, let's talk." Osamu Dazai felt something bad and wanted to run away through the door, but he heard——
"Dazai, I'm sorry, I have a question I've wanted to ask you since the first time I met you..." The young man said seriously, his amber eyes filled with sincerity, "Is your left eye... injured?"