Salvation equals death

Chapter 113 The Extreme Day Sister

The 88-day leading struggle finally ended with a one-sided victory of the port mafia, and Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai, who jointly destroyed the enemy organization overnight, became famous for this, code-named "Double Black".

On the same day, the "Sister of the Extreme Day" who was carrying a golden flower cross in the church joined the gangsters, and even some people with supernatural powers who were born in slums also took the initiative to join the gangsters, which established the unparalleled status of the gangsters in Yokohama in one fell swoop.

Due to the power of the mafia, the white ways and the underworld had to divide the world after coordination. From then on, the daytime of Hong Kong gangsters belonged to official organizations such as the Supernatural Secret Service Division, while the night belonged to the port mafia.

Chiyo took over the Hong Kong and Hei medical department by relying on the medical ninjutsu of intermittent reconnection. After inquiring, he found out that the medical department was originally the department under the responsibility of Mori Ogai himself-the only doctor in this sad organization.

In addition to Mori Ou, the other person in charge of the medical department is Alice, who looks only 12 years old. It is for this reason that Chiyo took over the medical department without any obstacles or objections.

No, it's not entirely without objection.

"I disagree!"

When he opened the filthy Zhongya and was pushed into the medical department, he almost burst into tears. He threw his head and blood for the gangsters in Hong Kong, but it turned out that Dazai, a green mackerel, was plotting against his sister behind his back.

Don't ask how Zhong Ye is sure that the person who did the trick must be Dazai, anyway, if something unexpected happens now, then it is right to beat Dazai first.

"Ah, Chuya." Chiyo patted Zhongya's black hat hanging on the hanger, and said with satisfaction, "Chuya is also very energetic today."

"Sister, who are you saying hello to? You were taken away by that mackerel, right?!" Nakaya, a big boy who was already able to earn money to support his family, almost burst into tears on the spot. What kind of devil is Dazai? His gentle, kind, pure and lovely elder sister has brought such a narrow appearance, as expected, the elder sister should not enter the big dye vat of Hong Kong black, let alone a place where there is a scumbag in the world.

"Relax, Chuya." Chiyo held Chuya's head in his arms and rubbed it, and there was a smile in his eyes, "No one can bully me."

What Chiyo said is the truth, there are only people in this world who are teared up by natural black poisonous tongue, and I have never heard of a case where natural black was said to pierce the heart.

After Chiyo joined Gang Hei, the chances of encountering a suicidal maniac increased.

By the river, on the rooftop, under the tree, in the well... Osamu Dazai's daily life can completely compose a book "I can find my colleagues committing suicide every day at work".

Chiyo's affairs in the medical department are relatively leisurely, and there is no special task for her to go, so in just two months, Chiyo fished Dazai in the water, cut someone's hanging rope, and dragged him down from the rooftop. The big boys who dance, the probability is so frequent that men will be silent when they hear it, and women will cry when they hear it, and every time they save a life, they will always get an enthusiastic invitation of "Do you want to die in love with me?"

When Osamu Dazai brought up the matter of "sacrificing love" in the second digit, Chiyo finally gathered his wandering thoughts, closed the book in hand, and looked at Dazai with serious, almost harsh eyes.

Dazai, who had just been fished out of the sea, was in a state of embarrassment, but he still had a childish and innocent smile on his face.

If you have never seen his ruthless methods as a mafia, the teenager in front of you looks like an ordinary junior high school student, with a refreshing and clean smell.

Chiyo lowered her eyes. If a question is repeated many times, it proves that it is very important to this person. Although he does not intend to interfere in other people's life, but the other party repeats this request again and again, as if he is asking for help.

"The act of dying for love is called martyrdom." Chiyo considered the sentence and said as sincerely as possible, "I don't think there is such a strange emotion between us, Dazai."

"Your silver hair is the brightest smear of moonlight in the sky, your eyes are the lake light of the setting sun cut down, your singing voice is the sound of nature in the world, and you are the thorny bird that I am willing to pounce on the same thorn." The sweet words came casually, he held Chiyo's hand, and the hot and infatuated warm sun flowed in his kite-colored eyes, as if you were his whole world, "I love you deeply."

A boy is like a white flower that blooms in the depths of hell longing for redemption. You who are staring at you are like a spider’s thread hanging down in the endless filth. He is so desperately infatuated with you in pain. What a lovable attitude. ?

——How can you bear to refuse him?

Chiyo blinked, and the tip of the iceberg that Dazai showed made her a little heavy, because even the gods would be moved by the twisted soul of this young man who was more quiet and beautiful than the moonlight.

He could make anyone in the world like him if he wanted to - but that's why it was so pathetic.

Chiyo felt a little at a loss, she didn't know how to treat the boy in front of her at a loss, like holding a bloody heart full of blades, any touch by you might hurt him.

Chiyo pursed her lips, and after sorting out her emotions, she stood not far from Osamu Dazai, staring at him calmly: "Do you like curry?"

The young man was slightly taken aback, he was wearing a black suit jacket, his whole body was wet, his slightly curly hair stuck to his handsome face, his beauty was a bit messy.

Chiyo took Dazai to eat the pork chop curry rice at the curry house. The teenager who was so hot that his eyes were red kept sticking out his tongue, looking at her pitifully like a bunny: "Chiyo, so spicy."

Holding the spoon, Chiyo tilted her head and said, "Then what do you like to eat?"

"I like crabs." Dazai took a sip of water, put his face on the table and said plaintively, "It would be great if it could be paired with a bottle of sake."

Chiyo borrowed the kitchen, cooked the fresh flower crabs of the season, and heated up a pot of sake. Seeing Osamu Dazai eating happily, she silently finished her portion of curry rice.

Halfway through dinner, the two bumped into Sakunosuke Oda who had to eat curry three times a week.

"Qian Sang, Da Zai." The combination of one large and one small in front of him obviously surprised the Buddhist youth Oda Saku, "Do you know each other?"

"Hey~Odasaku——" Dazai, who was warm from drinking, stretched out the ending tune like a child, "Is this what I want to say? So you know my siren~!"

"Sai..." Oda was at a loss for words for a while, he couldn't help sighing, and said, "Dazai, I thought you wouldn't have the liking of a leader."

"Sakunosuke, you came just in time." Chiyo greeted quite naturally, and pushed the curry rice that Dazai ate two mouthfuls to Odasaku, "Dazai can't finish eating, you can help him solve it."

Dazai, who was already a little bit drunk, held his wine glass and smiled like a little milk dog: "Ah, I tried to commit suicide by jumping into the sea today, but I was accidentally washed ashore by the waves, so Chi-chan rescued me. .”

"That's it, then there's nothing we can do." Oda Sakunosuke ate Dazai's leftover curry rice without hesitation, looked at Chiyo who was wearing a nun's uniform, and introduced himself, "Oda Sakunosuke, the port mafia Bottom people."

"Chiyo Nakahara, Chuya Nakahara's sister, the newly appointed head of the medical department of the Port Mafia." Chiyo smiled and said seriously, "I have grown up, but because of some reasons, I can no longer grow up."

"...So that's how it is." Odasaku paused slightly, but he made friends as he liked, and naturally he would not change his position because of the change of the other party's status, "Dazai, please take care of me."

"Dazai is still a child." Chiyo poured a cup of sake for Oda, and made a cup of tea for himself.

"That's right." As if in some kind of tacit understanding, Odasaku smiled happily, nodded and said, "Dazai is still a child."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time looked at the innocent Dazai with kind eyes.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

I'm going to make a fuss.

Dazai, who wanted to find someone to die for love, ended up finding a mother for himself, very depressed, and soon began to make trouble behind Chiyo's back.

Osamu Dazai shared the title of "Double Black" with Zhongyuan Zhongye after the leader's struggle. As the leader's direct subordinate, he was quickly promoted and raised his salary, becoming a veritable "the youngest cadre in the history of Hong Kong black". .

He was also very dissatisfied with this, but he couldn't disobey the leader's order, so Dazai was so successful in front of his partner for a long time, because his status was finally higher than the monster siblings Chuya and Chiyo up.

When Mori Ogai ordered him to go out with Osamu Dazai to carry out the task of exterminating the traitors, Chiyo was very calm.

The port mafia does not tolerate pure white people, and Chiyo is also mentally prepared for this, so Chiyo was not surprised when he saw Osamu Dazai enter the working state.

"For the sake of my wife and daughter, I want to live a normal life—listen, you have to find such a warm reason for yourself for betrayal."

The young man with a bandage on his right eye smiled sickly. He was like a source of darkness and fear. The moment his tone dropped, he exuded an invisible deterrent force, easily arousing the despair deep in the hearts of the people.

The Hong Kong gang members who followed Dazai couldn't help lowering their heads, not daring to look directly at the young man shrouded in gloom.

According to the Mafia's practice of dealing with traitors, the person's mouth was opened and stuck on the edge of the steps, the back of the head was kicked hard to smash the opponent's mandible, and then the person was turned over and shot three times in the heart.

The blackness with the cold sea breeze shrouded the polar day, Chiyo only felt a weight on the top of his head, and was hugged tightly in his arms by the waist: "Qianjiang."

The boy's sick voice sounded in his ear, Dazai stuffed the pistol into Chiyo's hand, hugged the girl's petite body from behind, and whispered in her ear almost vaguely: "Hey, do you want me to teach you? "

"I know Chi-chan can't bear to kick other people's bones, so Chi-chan just needs to fire the gun, just pull the engine plate like this—"

"Bang", "bang", "bang" - the sound of decisive guns sounded, and the person lying in the pool of blood trembled violently three times, and immediately swallowed his breath.

The surroundings were silent for a while, and the field even fell into a more suffocating silence than before.

The nun calmly pulled away Dazai Huan's hand on his waist, handed the pistol back to him, and said with some confusion: "I said that such a small matter does not require the cadre to do it yourself. So you came to show me blood?"

The young man who was in the shadows smiled when he heard this, and didn't speak, but he obviously acquiesced.

"Dazai, I am a person of faith." Chiyo didn't understand what kind of pure white image she had left on others, she was also a person who walked out of the battlefield where there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood anyway.

"I am very clear that there is no great cause in this world that is not forged with blood, but those who are destined to die for the world do not need to hope for heaven."

——She knew from the beginning that her bones would rot in hell.

Religion is very merciful, but sometimes it is also very cruel. Facing the sinners who disobeyed morality and God, their means of revenge are beyond the imagination of the world.

"Do you know the execution of the blood eagle?"

The executioner made two cuts under the butterfly bone of the victim, broke his ribs, and pulled out the lung lobes, suffocating the victim to death——because the internal organs hanging on the back are like shrinking wings, it is called "Blood Eagle" "Punishment.

"You always call me 'Seraphim', and someone once called me 'Kilupa', but I have never been a holy and pure angel."

The girl frowned in bewilderment, her golden eyes were still shining in the dark night, as if she was always staring at the rising sun.

"I'm just a man of yesterday who should die before dawn."