Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

[Scotland—everyone in the three-dimensional barrage knows who his real vest is—Zhu Fu Jingguang.

As Jiang Guling's bamboo horses, the two have known each other since childhood and became friends, and they have an intimate relationship that can be perfectly summed up by the word "young tame dye".

The two had their own shadows in their childhoods. For example, Zhu Fu Jingguang suffered from aphasia after witnessing the murder of his parents, and the female doctor Jiang Gu Ling took good care of him when he was a child... Later, he was admitted to the police academy. And one of the reasons why he ended up joining a dark organization to go undercover.

There are so many kinds, so I won’t repeat them here.

In short, after Kazami Yuya’s momentary negligence and the fall of Gu Ling’s horse, the three-dimensional barrage finally dared to hammer the red side or the red side. Under Bourbon’s cold and malicious surface, Fugu Zero is still just and unyielding. soul.

... At least he breathed a sigh of relief.

Three-dimensional barrage: friendly army or friendly army!Very good!Otherwise, in the mysterious timeline of Ke Xue World, I thought it was a hell mode for all the villains.

Because of this, even Yu Xuran, who was carrying Jiang Guling, lost his vest.

The three-dimensional barrage knows that Zhu Fu Jingguang is gentle and good at caring for others in nature, so he relaxes and plans to laugh and stare at the leader Dazai when he exposes his false identity.

After all, Zhu Fu Jingguang must know how to take care of children better than gin and vodka. The Red Party itself intends to pull the leader, Young Zai, into the sun, at least not to be dragged into hell by the men in black organization. It's easy mode!

However, there are also three-dimensional barrages that raise doubts:

"Ah... I vaguely remember the side story of Detective Conan, the Police Academy, ah yes, the "Police Academy", it seems to mention that Rei Furutani didn't know how to cook when he was young? "

"Huh? Yeah? I remember Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't teach him how to cook?"

"...Ah, ah, ah, I seem to have discovered Huadian..."

"?! I also found out about the sister on the left! Did Scotland say that his cooking skills are not as good as Bourbon's???"

"It's strange... What kind of timeline is this... It stands to reason that Zhu Fujingguang is still alive and has not sacrificed, and Touzi is not a perfect body that combines the advantages of all the five members of the police academy at this time. Living like a group of five, cooking skills shouldn't be so good?!?!"

The three-dimensional barrage was puzzling, and finally rubbed this mystery into a ball of wool like the timeline of Ke Xue's world, and threw it behind his head.

Danmaku intends to forget about his own brain and eat candy happily!Watching Hongfang through the screen tremblingly covering his vest and raising the slaughter, what a joy! ! !

However, maybe the three-dimensional barrage is not good in the direction of solving puzzles, but when cracking candies, everyone is a microscope girl!

Soon, the barrage found something wrong:

"...emm, this doesn't seem to be the scene of the red party raising a slaughter in my imagination...?"

"? Zai? Are you unhappy my Zai?"

"What's going on...? She looks lazy and lacks energy?"

"Why does living with Scotland look like it lacks vitality?"】

Even the three-dimensional barrage has been discovered, and Scotland must have noticed this earlier.

Frankly speaking, there is nothing unusual about the relationship between the two of them.

Osamu Dazai, he kept his promise.

That was the self-cultivation of a port mafia boss.Leading an entire violent criminal organization that walks in the dark, and personally controlling half of Japan's power, the leader who sits on the dark throne has experienced and mastered negotiations long ago. How many.

Perhaps in the impression of some people, the mafia is still a sinister, cunning, and bloody field. The people living in it are probably killers, gamblers, and liars. They can’t even believe half a word of their words. .

However, on the back of that "book", which is as fragile as soap bubbles, Osamu Dazai has reached the culmination of darkness.

Not to mention that they are both people in the dark, but even the transactions with government departments and the supernatural secret service have become "unspeakable secrets" at the top of the pyramid.

It can be seen that the influence of the port mafia covers a wide range, and the weight of speaking with Dazai Osamu is very important.

So Dazai is used to trading.Get used to a word that counts.

Get used to it... Behind any gain, there is an equivalent price that will be paid out sooner or later.

Even now, when all memories have been lost and the body has turned into a child.

Now that Dazai has agreed to Gin's "exchange terms", Dazai will not break the contract before the other party does not break the promise and thus bears his anger as the 'organization heir'.

On the face of it——

Dazai obediently maintained a good schedule.

Um.Barely considered "good".

After being forcibly corrected by gin and wine, at least Dazai gave up staying up all night under his subjective will. ... As for whether you can sleep or not, that is another matter.

As for how to forcefully get up the next morning, that is a question that the new owner needs to consider.

After living together peacefully for just one day, you have to face this option that will definitely lose your favor. Standing by the bed, Scotland: "..."

It looked like a family flat for the kids, and had been refurbished after buying it as a safehouse in Scotland.

The overall layout is in calming and warm tones, the walls are covered with starry sky wallpapers, bookshelves of appropriate height are filled with collections of works of Japanese writers, and a few pots of green plants are placed on the windowsills at a certain height from the ground.

As for the desk, a heavy solid wood that cannot be pushed by children is chosen, and it is placed on the other side far from the window.

... It can be seen from this that Osamu Dazai's attempt to jump out of the window before the Twilight House left a psychological shadow on Scotland.

By this time Scotland was ready for breakfast.

The black-haired, blue-eyed man rolled up the cuffs of his cotton long-sleeved shirt, pressed his nose with one hand, and felt a headache.

"It's time to get up, young master?" Scotland called him warmly, with a steady voice.

But the dumpling curled up in the quilt was unmoved.

…Not only was he unmoved, but he also silently moved two centimeters to the inner side of the bed, expressing that he was sucked by the bed and could not escape~

Scotland began to sigh, "No way? Does thick tamagoyaki have to be cooled before eating?"

Futon dumpling ignored him at all.

Scotland stood in agony for half a minute.

It wasn't that he—including the other two members of the Whiskey Group—didn't take care of the child at Twilight Mansion.

But let’s not mention that there were still a group of attendants waiting to listen to the young master’s command at that time. All the affairs in life included basic necessities of life, and these lower-level members had already rushed to run errands.

Just to wake up the service... Osamu Dazai, who didn't sleep at all at that time, didn't give them this chance.

It never occurred to Scotland that the child was of the type who either did not sleep at all, or did not wake up at all.

But Gin was right:

In order to forcibly correct this unhealthy work and rest time, children cannot be allowed to go on their own way.

Scotland set the time: "Only 5 more minutes of sleep, got it?"

The futon dumpling was motionless.

Scotland: "..." A sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, after 5 minutes, another 5 minutes, another, another, and another...

no more.Scotland is painfully aware that:

Osamu Dazai doesn't like pure and gentle characters at all? !

In the end, Scotland forcibly pulled the child out of the quilt.

Seeing the child in long pajamas bouncing around in his arms, raising his eyes and casting a chilly gaze that marked the "decline of favorability", Scotland's heart also went cold.

The day-to-day life after that was simply lackluster.

Meals are just normal meals.

Japanese traditional breakfast?Can.

Tamagoyaki can be eaten, and fried salmon can also be eaten.

Cheese rice balls can be eaten, and soba noodles can also be eaten.

But when he was eating, Dazai looked very dull, and he always put down the tableware faster than Scotland.

Even if they are coaxed to eat two more bites and successfully stuffed into their stomachs, there are very few.

How about another cuisine?

French food?British food?

If you don’t like traditional cuisine, how about American fast food, which is often favored by children?

……Will not work.

In addition to showing positive emotions towards crabs, Dazai seems uninterested in whatever he eats.

As for everyday life-

Handle the mission of the dark organization?

Remote command assassination, kidnapping, fraud and other dirty work?

Learning the bloody rules inside the Mafia?

Read between the lines a blood-soaked underground intelligence?

This should be the daily life of the 'Heir of the Organization'.

But for some reason, it seems that Dazai's remote command mission was too successful last time and proved his ability.

Since the change of the top member of the organization responsible for taking care of the heir, there has been no corresponding request from 'that gentleman' down to Dazai.

— instead.

Scotch intercepted a few targets in the dirty work of his city.

That was, an order assigned to "Osamu Dazai", asking him to see the blood in person.

"..." The undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau, a kind and gentle man, was silent for a while.

The slender man stood up, put on a black suit, and carried his bass bag.

"I'll go out for a while."

It's the same tone as when you go downstairs to throw something on garbage day, Scotch said softly.

The boy nestled on the fabric sofa, reading a book with his legs crossed, glanced over upon hearing this.

A handsome and lovely child with an indifferent expression.

Even the light in his eyes was cool, and he only raised his eyes to look at Scotland, then frowned slightly.

"no need."

Dazai said lightly.

This sentence can be said to be endless, but Scotland understands it.

The man curved his blue eyes and smiled a little amusedly for some reason.

This smile dilutes the suppressed blood in his body.

"I'll be fine. Are you concerned about me? Glad."

Scotland laughed and hit a straight ball.

After the man finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out of the safe house.

……

……

That day, later in the day.

Scotch put away the rifle, quickly and silently, disassembled the gun again, and put it back in the bass box.

He lowered the brim of his hat, with a gentle and harmless smile on his face again, walking down the stairs like an ordinary young college student.

Walking downstairs, he passed a vehicle with its alarm bell ringing.

After standing in the garden to let off the smell of blood, Scotland called Bourbon.

"What's wrong?" His little boy, his companion, and his best friend were doing dirty work for the organization in another city.Bourbon was still a little absent-minded when he uttered the first word, but he quickly adjusted his attention and said with concern:

"Is everything going well? There's nothing wrong with the kid?"

Bourbon's question is really well-founded, after all, it is his best friend who bombards him with crazy messages every night asking about child psychology.

This time, though, Scotland laughed when he heard the question:

"It's all right, all right," said Scotland, laughing. "It's better to say—he's a good boy, isn't he?"

Bourbon: "..."

Bourbon: "...I have also studied other psychology. Come and have a good chat with me, Scotland."

Bourbon: Who is attacking whom? ? ?what happened? ? ?What's the matter with you Scotland? ? ?