When the group leader becomes the boss of the black organization[Comprehensive]

Hatred, begging for mercy, crying.

—he turned a blind eye.

Howls, howls, howls.

—he was deaf.

Everything in front of him was covered with a ghostly dark red color, as if he was still in an illusion, and everything was moving away from him.Distress, incomprehension, hatred... all dissipated completely.

Just leave an empty heart.

Kuroro understands that killing doesn't solve the problem.

But all along, he has been at the forefront, but he also has pressure and confusion, and he can't and can't tell anyone about these emotions, he can only hide them in the deepest part of his heart, and be alone The moment of one person is slowly realized.

For some, he is a god.

But, he is human.

"Demon, devil!"

The man holding the gun in front of him kept trembling, his hideous expression was filled with words of despair and fear.

The black-haired young man pulled out the dagger from his companion's chest viciously. As if he heard the voice from here, the young man tilted his head and gave him a look.

He said he didn't need a gun, so he really didn't use it from the beginning to the end. The only weapon he had was a dagger he took at random.But at this moment, in the eyes of those who survived the scene, the dagger was almost indistinguishable from the scythe of death.

The young man was surrounded by dead bodies, rivers of blood, guns and knives were thrown away messily.He had almost no place to stay, and could only walk towards them stepping on layers of corpses.

"Run away!"

One of them finally couldn't stand the torment like death reprieve, he dropped his weapon, and almost ran away towards the opposite direction of the young man as if desperately.Seeing this scene, the rest of the people completely lost their courage to face the devil, and started fleeing in all directions one by one.

In the dark night, in the wilderness without light, their figures quickly disappeared into the darkness

The black-haired young man stood on top of the wreckage of the losers, looking down at these fools who thought they could save their lives, and couldn't feel any excitement in their hearts.

"Round." He said softly.

The lavender light is centered on his location, and rapidly expands outward.

Chrollo closed his eyes.

In the next second, his figure disappeared in place.

"no, do not want……"

The people in front of him cried and begged him for mercy. Kuroro remembered that he was the one who encouraged others to break his limbs and throw him into Tokyo Bay.

"Please, please, spare my life, I am willing to do anything you ask me...Ah!!!"

Before he finished his incoherent words, he lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the dagger stuck straight into his chest.

He raised his head slowly, and the last picture that caught his eyes was the expressionless face of the black-haired young man.

That pair of lifeless jet-black eyes were the last memory of his life.

"Dang bang"

As the last person fell, the dagger in Kuroro's hand finally slipped to the ground.

He rolled up his sleeves beforehand, which proved to be a wise choice.The splashed blood almost converged into streams on his forearm, slowly dripping down his fingertips.

He stared at his outstretched right hand in a daze. At this moment, it was completely stained red with blood.

The warm and sticky feeling rushed straight into his brain along with the soaring fishy smell, which finally calmed down his previously boiling emotions.The young man took out his mobile phone from his pocket with his clean left hand, and made a direct call.

"Gin," he said softly, "the location has been sent to you, come here to pick me up."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

However, just a few seconds later, a drop of icy liquid fell on the young man's slender neck.

Kuroro raised his head in a daze. He looked at the dark sky and thought belatedly——

Ah, it's raining.

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Gin sat in the driver's seat, frowning as he looked at the location displayed on the phone.

There was something wrong with Boss's voice on the phone.

But the boss's mood has nothing to do with his mission, he just needs to complete the order well, he thought.

The silver-haired man stepped on the accelerator, and the car began to drive quickly on the street.

In the middle of the night, the colorful neon lights on the streets of Tokyo turned into strips of light and flashed through the car window, and the light rain hit the windshield in front of the car. The environment inside the car was dark and quiet, only the faint light of the dashboard illuminated Shows a sense of presence.

Gin lit a cigarette with the lighter in the car.He enjoys the peaceful atmosphere now.

"It's bad to smoke in the car~"

Suddenly, a somewhat abrupt voice sounded from the back seat.

Gin Jiu slammed on the brakes, he gasped in shock, ignored the sound of horns and cursing from behind, turned his head and roared angrily and asked:

"Why are you here?!"

"I've been behind, but you didn't notice Gin-kun." Osamu Dazai looked at him with big brown eyes, and said innocently, "I slept in the trunk."

As he spoke, he scratched his hair, which was a mess of straw, and yawned big.

"So I asked why you were in my car!"

"Well, because the police have been chasing you a bit ruthlessly recently, I had no choice but to hide in your car, Mr. Gin." The curly-haired young man shrugged and said to him, "Anyway, they For the time being, I don’t dare to provoke the two of us at the same time, so let me make the best use of it.”

Then, before the angry person on the other side could speak, he changed the subject very obediently: "Was it Kuroro's call just now?"

"..."

Qin Jiu gritted his teeth fiercely, if it wasn't for the sake of the mission...

"Yes!"

The silver-haired man turned his head away, and said to him angrily: "The police have already left, right? I still have a task, get out of here!"

"Don't be like this, Mr. Gin, we are partners." Osamu Dazai said cheekily, "It happens that I have nothing to do recently... I believe the Boss won't mind, just take me with you."

"Hmph, it's up to you, I don't care when the time comes."

Gin gave a cold snort and started the car.

He really can't be bothered to pay attention to this kind of person.

However, Osamu Dazai didn't think so.

"Sacrifice for love~sacrifice for love~I can't do it alone~"

The weird little tune came faintly from behind, successfully causing a vein to pop out of his forehead.

"If you don't want me to kick you out of the car on the highway, then shut up!" Qin Jiu said viciously.

"...Understood, Mr. Gin is really mean."

Osamu Dazai muttered in a low voice with dissatisfaction.Successfully challenged the bottom line of Gin's patience once again.

He decided that next time he would definitely kick this man off the car, he would do what he said!

However, the people in the back seat really just kept silent.After being silent for a long time, Gin still couldn't help looking through the rearview mirror inside the car, only to find that Osamu Dazai was really sitting obediently by the car door and looking out the window.

The young man in a windbreaker quietly stared out the window thoughtfully, the light and shadow of the city at night hit his side face, making the young man's expression calm and stable, and he looked very reliable.

The premise is that he doesn't speak, Gin thought to himself.

He withdrew his gaze and started the car with all his heart.

The two remained silent all the way until Osamu Dazai finally spoke again when they were about to reach their destination.

"It's raining heavily."

He looked at the criss-crossing water patterns on the car window, and asked indifferently: "Mr. Gin, you are going to pick up the boss, right? Do you have an umbrella?"

"It's in the car, right next to you." Qin Jiu replied.

"..."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, lowered his head, took out a black umbrella from the gap between the car door and the seat, put it on his lap and played with it casually.

The car finally reached its destination.

Qin Jiu stopped the car slowly, looked at the scene in front of him, even though he was the number one killer of the organization, he couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes wide.

In the rainstorm, the black-haired young man was sitting there quietly with one leg propped up.

The blood was diluted by the rain, forming dark red criss-cross patterns on the ground; the young man was in the only clean space among the corpses, but most of his white shirt had been stained red by blood, and the buttons on the top were It also disappeared, revealing most of her chest and faintly visible abdominal muscles.

The young man's whole body was soaked, and the shirt was tightly attached to his body, showing a translucent state.The rain dripped continuously from his wet black hair, and his long bangs covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his current expression.

"Bah!"

The sound of the door closing behind him interrupted Gin's thoughts.

He turned his head and looked over, Osamu Dazai was holding the umbrella and walked over at a leisurely speed.

Seemingly noticing the person coming, Kuroro slowly raised his head.He looked at the person who was watching him quietly in front of him, and saw himself in a bit of a mess at this moment from his eyes.

Osamu Dazai looked at the dark and empty eyes of the black-haired youth, and sighed.

Holding an umbrella, he stretched out a hand towards the person sitting on the ground.

Kuroro looked at the hand that was handed to him, and didn't move for a while.

After a few seconds, he smiled and held out his right hand.

However, the person in front of him suddenly retracted his hand.

"Change your hands," the young man in the windbreaker said with a look of disgust, "It's too dirty."

"..."

At that moment, Kuroro's heart was hard to describe in words.

After being pulled up, he said to Osamu Dazai with a sincere face:

"Dazai-kun, I really really... really want to hit you right now."

"I understand that you are not the only one who thinks this way. There are many people who want to beat me."

The young man in a windbreaker put one hand in his pocket and held an umbrella in the other, and said to him triumphantly, "But there are not many people who can really succeed."

Kurolo sighed.what is this?Is it thoughtful that makes people gnash their teeth?Or is it the gentleness that belongs only to Osamu Dazai?

...Forget it, it's kind of disgusting to say that, he thought.

The two returned to the car side by side. Kuroro sat in the warm car and let out a long breath while leaning against the back seat.

"Sorry, Gin," he said to the silver-haired man sitting in front, "for messing up your car."

"It's okay." The man sitting in the driver's seat glanced at the rear row through the rearview mirror, and said calmly, "As early as the moment this large piece of garbage landed on my car, it wasn't clean."

"What? Mr. Gin, this is your fault!"

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes and said nonsense, and said to him righteously: "How can you say that Boss is rubbish? Although... um... Cough, no matter what you say, you must have the minimum respect for Boss!"

"You bastard..." Gin Jiu cursed through gritted teeth.

Kuroro leaned back in the chair, watching the pair of partners in the car fight each other like enemies, you come and I will not give in, an inexplicable feeling gradually permeated his heart.

He suddenly laughed lowly.

Although they seemed to be having a great time dismantling each other, the two people in the car were still watching the black-haired youth's every move.At this time, seeing some abnormal behaviors of him, both of them stopped talking and became quiet.

"I was stunned," Kuroro laughed softly, "Why didn't I understand such a simple truth before?"

"Dazai-kun," he suddenly turned his head to the people beside him, "I might trouble you to go to Yokohama later."

He paused, and added:

"Also, can you give me a copy of all the information of your former partner... the current cadre of the port mafia, Chuya-kun Nakahara?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him with a strange look, then sighed:

"Why can't I get rid of that little dwarf anywhere..."

"I hate everything about Chuya," he said with his lips curled up in displeasure, "but since it's an order from the boss...well, I'll give it a try."

The two were talking, but the driving car stopped on the side of the road.

Qin Jiu grabbed the umbrella on the back seat, opened the car door and went out.While the two of them were still surprised in the car, the silver-haired man had already returned with a cup of hot coffee.

He handed the coffee in his hand to the black-haired young man in the back seat, sat back in the driver's seat, and said calmly while starting the car:

"Next time you have any task, please call me earlier. If you have to do everything yourself, Boss, it will appear that we are very incompetent."

"That's just Mr. Gin, your thoughts don't include mine! I hope the less work the better!"

Osamu Dazai immediately retorted. He glanced at the coffee in Kuroro's hand and yelled, "Oh, Gin-kun is so cunning! Why don't you buy it for Boss or bring me a cup! Too bad!"

"You want me to buy it for you too? In the next life!"

The silver-haired man turned the steering wheel and gave this aggressive guy a cold look in the rearview mirror.

"I haven't settled with you for stealing my car last time! You still want me to buy you coffee? You think so beautifully!"

"..."

Kuroro looked down at the hot brown drink in his hand, and the white steam rising from the cup blurred the night scene outside the window for a while.

The black-haired young man sitting by the car window turned his head away. He looked at the colorful neon lights shining on the street in the middle of the night, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc unconsciously.

The author has something to say: Sorry for the late update because I wanted to try cooking today but almost burned the kitchen down... I am really only suitable for eating.

4000 words!When I was writing a chapter, I had a honey smile the whole time hehehe.

ps: I conceived it according to the storyboard of the movie, I hope you have the same feeling.

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