Your lunch is mine

Chapter 110

Osamu Dazai said a lot.

From the tofu he made that was so hard that it could break your teeth but tastes good, to his improved recipe of Vitality Stewed Chicken, to the newcomer award won by Oda Sakunosuke.

He said a lot, but also very little, but after saying it, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but get to the point.

"About my subordinate, Akutagawa."

Although he didn't know where the other party's unprovoked "enthusiasm" came from, at least from now on, the other party didn't have any hostility towards him.

Thinking of this, Oda Sakunosuke was quite calm.

"It's a big deal, you should have heard about it, he got into trouble with the Port Mafia, and he's still in the headquarters."

It's not even a little bit of trouble, but people have been killed to the Hongkong Building.

"With the power and rules of the mafia, whether he can survive is a question. Even if he survives, he will definitely be hunted down endlessly in the future."

"Under normal circumstances, it is true. Such an impulsive response has indeed attracted a lot of attention."

Osamu Dazai lightly tapped the drink glass with his fingertips, and glanced at the old-fashioned clock on the wall of the bar.

Is it... already this time?

"That's why I'm here."

Oda Sakunosuke is outspoken.

"I hope to reach a cooperation that is satisfactory to both parties."

"Is that so..."

Osamu Dazai spoke softly, slowly raised his head with a distant gaze that seemed to be looking at Oda Sakunosuke, but also seemed not to be looking at the other party, and only half sighed in his mouth.

"Akutagawa-kun is really..."

It seems to be recognized, it really makes people...

"Really?"

Facing Oda Sakunosuke's questioning, Osamu Dazai just glanced at the clock slowly, and then said the next thing.

A sentence that is quite certain, as if the result has been known for a long time.

"It's nothing, I mean, you don't need to worry about Akutagawa-kun anymore."

"Don't... worry anymore?"

Oda Sakunosuke frowned slightly, a little unable to understand the meaning of the other party's words.

In this case, Akutagawa's results are nothing more than two, one is dead and the other is alive, and there is no need to worry about death on the spot.

But what he wants is Akutagawa.

"Ah, I'm not talking about death, although I can't guarantee that the other party will know whether you can come out of that building alive, but..."

Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai paused for a moment, he knew that once the rest of the words were spoken, it would be very difficult, or it would not be like this anymore, because if it was so obvious, Oda Saku would definitely react.

But so what?Up to now... he probably only has this sentence left.

Probably a guarantee given by...?

There is no guarantee of trust in the eyes of the other party.

He looked at Oda Sakunosuke again, and even his voice softened a little without anyone noticing.

"As long as he comes out alive, the mafia will not hold him accountable and will not cause him any harm. No mafia will care about this anymore, and he will be safe."

Maybe... Can't guess?

After the voice fell, there was silence in the air for several seconds. Oda Sakunosuke was silent, and something gradually emerged in his heart.

This is a fairly firm guarantee, not even something that a mafia traitor can say, no one can give such a guarantee, not even a cadre in the mafia.

The only thing that can do this is only one, the most dangerous, and the one that sounds the most impossible, that...

"Did you do everything? Dazai, or Dazai...ji?"

"I guessed it."

Osamu Dazai murmured, with a sigh.

"That's right, it's unreasonable if you can't guess."

Almost subconsciously, or the resume of the leader of the Mafia at Osamu Dazai port is too prestigious, Oda Sakunosuke puts his hand into his arms, and the familiar metal texture of the pistol appears on the fingertips, which is the only thing that can give him a sense of security now thing.

Facing the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters, even with countless bombs and cannons or even helicopters carrying missiles, they probably wouldn't feel much safer.

After all, that was the guy who had elevated the Port Mafia to the point where it even had branches in other cities in just over four years.

The familiar gun was drawn out of the holster and held in his hand. When Oda Sakunosuke was about to make the next move—pointing the gun at Osamu Dazai, an abrupt sound interrupted his movement .

"Dang--"

There was a sound of falling, with a crisp collision sound, and the two people who were suddenly tense turned their heads, and what they saw was the ice cubes trembling in the glasses in the bar counter, which was not yet completely quiet.

The person making the noise took a brand new bottle of wine and poured it into the glass, and the sound of the water continuously broke the silence.

The golden liquid rose little by little in the glass, and then stopped. Aoi Sanyuan handed the glass of wine to Osamu Dazai. The blue and iris eyes looked at each other under the dim yellow light of the bar, with completely different expressions. emotions, but strangely can be intertwined.

"Only, this time."

As if infected by the peace in Sanyuan Aoi's eyes, Osamu Dazai raised his hand to take the glass of wine, stared at the round ice cubes inside, and lowered his head to take a sip before the lowest bubbles rose.

The next second, he raised his head again, smiled, and said a word.

"It's a bit bitter."

Not bitter at all.

Sanyuan Aoi didn't say anything, just pushed a jar of honey to the other party, and then looked at Oda Sakunosuke who took out half of the gun

"There is no danger, we sneaked out."

She thought about it and added solemnly.

"I promise."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't know what to say for a while. In his "normal cognition", the port mafia leader Osamu Dazai, it is a trivial matter to kill a person with empty words, let alone deceive a 12-year-old boy. little girl.

but……

The tense atmosphere at the beginning was dissipated for a small part by the sudden interruption, and the rest dissipated again with the other party's earnest assurance.

Sanyuankui did not lie, and would not lie, his intuition said so.

Do you want to believe it?

In the end, Oda Sakunosuke chose to stuff the dick back into his arms.

With his ability, it only takes a moment to take out the gun again, not to mention [Seamless Clothes] as an early warning, at least... For the time being, he chooses to trust his intuition.

But even so, he didn't think he had anything more to say.

In the connection with the mafia traitor, the other party was replaced by the mafia leader, and he never felt that he could chat with the other party.

But there is at least one thing that can be asked on the spot.

Thinking of this, Oda Sakunosuke asked bluntly.

"Why did you lure Akutagawa there?"

If there were no photos sent to Akutagawa by the white god of death at the beginning, Akutagawa would not have gone to the port mafia headquarters so quickly, and their armed detective agency would have had more time to prepare for this matter.

The other party is intentional.

"For what..."

Osamu Dazai put down his wine glass, and uttered something like a second-year-old child.

"To protect the world."

"Guard... the world?"

Oda Sakunosuke was a little different, because this reason sounded really unserious, but seeing the seriousness in the other party's eyes, he couldn't help feeling weird.

A mafia leader said he provoked a young boy, snatched his sister, and even provoked him to die in the mafia headquarters. Do you think this is to protect the world?

Which world wants to guard like this?This Osamu Dazai... Could it be that he is not mentally normal?

After all, people who are gangsters, in fact, have a little bit of psychological problems, it depends on whether it is serious or not, now it seems...

Unaware that Sakunosuke Oda had labeled him as "having mental problems" in his heart, Osamu Dazai just smiled and continued to say the rest.

"So Akutagawa-kun is necessary, for the stability of this world, after all, our world started..."

He paused, but still told the truth.

"Just one of countless identical worlds."

Of course, it's different now because he picked up [the book].Now, this world is special and only needs to succeed at the end.

"Oh."

Oda Sakunosuke's answer was quite flat. He cautiously chose not to break the fantasy of "Second Childhood Disease". After all, who knows if the embarrassed and angry leader of Hong Kong gangsters will sink him into the bottom of the sea because of this turn of events.

But in any case, there is one thing that he and the other party can never reconcile.

"But that's not why you did that to Akutagawa."

"do you know?"

Osamu Dazai didn't answer this question, but just talked to himself.

"In many other worlds... no, in all other worlds except this one."

He stated the premise, and then he stated the result.

"We are friends, friends who can drink and chat together."

"I have a hard time believing."

Oda Sakunosuke's first reaction was to refuse.

"It's better to say that I think the possibility of this is very slim."

How could he, an ordinary, boring guy who had been a hitman for a few years at most, have anything to do with the port mafia boss?Not to mention the unreliable thing of becoming friends?

"Insignificant..."

Dazai was silent for a few seconds, then spoke again.

"Ah, by the way, there is another world that is special."

He said, looking at Sanyuankui.

"There Aoi is your adopted child."

Oda Sakunosuke's eyes also came to Sanyuan Aoi, the little girl sat quietly inside after relieving the atmosphere, nothing changed from before.

Although it is not known how she was in the mafia, it seems that it has not affected her.

"If it's Aoi, I'm not surprised."

Because the other party is indeed a well-behaved and lovely child, if he were to describe it, it would probably be "the child that others dream of".

The air became quiet again, no one spoke, only an unbearable silence pervaded everywhere.

About here... there is nothing more to say.

In fact, the current atmosphere is ten thousand times better than he imagined. If it wasn't for Aoi's interruption, he might be pointed at by Odasaku vigilantly now.

After all, he's an 'extremely dangerous port mafia boss'.

Osamu Dazai thought to himself mockingly, but couldn't say a single word.

There's nothing to explain, that's how he looks, isn't he?

Enough is enough.

Raising his eyes and scanning the time again, Osamu Dazai drank the last sip of wine in the glass, he looked at Sanyuan Aoi, the other party understood his meaning in an instant, and walked out of the bar.

Speaking of which, is the other party's understanding of him good or bad?

But he didn't have extra time to judge.

And now, there is only one last thing left.