Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

This is not a meeting destined to come anytime soon.

Then leave.

When you leave, you don't need to take pictures, and you don't need to look back.

The leader, Dazai, left the street.Before leaving, he took a long look in that direction.

This world, this body, this tongue.

I haven't had the chance to taste the spicy curry specially made by the boss, which is as spicy as magma.

The taste that is highly praised by friends, the time has come before I have tasted it.

It's a pity.

However, it doesn't matter.

Two streets away, a man wearing a peaked cap whose face no one could see clearly opened the door and got into the car.

Twist the key, step on the gas, turn the steering wheel.

The vehicle left at a steady speed.

Go around a warehouse with a red brick wall.

Drive on clean and tidy roads.

Through the closed car window, it seems that you can also smell the sweetness of crepes on the roadside stalls and the slightly bitter taste of coffee.

On the branch in the corner, the cherries planted by an unknown family bear fruit, and a bunch of cherries are hung heavily on the branch, bright red and lovely. *

There are both ordinary pedestrians and mafia in suits walking on the road.

Non-interference with each other, live in peace.

Everything is so relaxed, comfortable, ordinary and beautiful.

He couldn't help laughing.

——This is his Yokohama.

——This is his world.

how beautiful.

Thinking about it this way, Dazai couldn't help being a little grateful for the accident, which gave him the opportunity to go out and take a last look at her.

With such gratitude and satisfaction, the leader Dazai walked along the secret passage and returned to the office on the top floor of the headquarters building without disturbing anyone.

There, there is no light.

Even in the daytime, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are tightly locked to prevent the danger of long-distance sniping and assassination.

As soon as you step in here, you are completely absorbed along with the light and sound.

Only the silence of death remained.

Dazai walked in from the back room without making any sound of footsteps, and closed the door behind his back.

"Boss."

Someone immediately reacted and saluted softly.

This is a young woman who looks like the incarnation of the night, her voice is quiet, she is wearing a standard black suit, her long black hair hangs down behind her head, revealing a fair face.

Secretary of the Port Mafia boss.

——Akutagawa silver.

"You're back." Yin said, bending over and handing over the coat that was always well folded in his arms: "Here."

Dazai took it wordlessly, and put the darkness and blood red back on his body again.

He is the invincible Dazai again.

Immediately afterwards, Dazai stared at Gin with a calm gaze.

He didn't even mention a single word about his elder brother Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hard-fought pursuit a moment ago, but only said:

"In this way, your execution originally scheduled for today will be postponed, Silver."

Yin showed a look of astonishment as if he was stunned for a moment, and then nodded obediently in the next second, and lowered his head.

"Yes, Boss." Silver replied.

"No complaints?" Dazai asked.

"No." Silver said.

While saying this, Gin raised his face slightly and met Dazai's eyes.

It was obvious that this man was sitting on the throne of darkness, holding unlimited authority, and with a single word, she could decide her life or death.

There was no resentment in Yin's expression.

She was still so quiet, like a floating object floating gently under the surface of the water in the dark night without finding a root.

"I did it voluntarily. You invited me to join the organization four and a half years ago, and I have been by your side these years. I did it all voluntarily."

Yin said softly, and smiled slightly.

"If you can use this 'death' in exchange for..., no. Please pretend that I didn't say anything."

Dazai knew what Gin was going to say.

Even if this girl never stood at the same height as him to guard the world, Yin did accompany him for four years, and countless top secret documents of the port mafia were passed down from Yin's hands.

Such a Akutagawa silver, it is impossible not to notice - there is some huge upheaval that is about to come.

And there must be a reason for the leader to say that he is going to be executed.

Excluding "betrayal of the port mafia" as a theoretical reason for the death sentence, Yin almost didn't need to think too much before thinking of his brother.

On that moonlit night four years ago, his elder brother, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, left his injured younger sister alone and went to the frantic killing feast with a seriously injured body.

Now think about how weak she was then.

Cowardly hiding in the hiding place, while thinking wildly about his brother's bad luck this time, at the same time, fear, loss, and——resentment rose uncontrollably from the bottom of his chest.

Why, leave her alone?

Why, can't he heal his wounds first and then take revenge?

Why, didn't you make a revenge plan in advance?

Regardless of everything around him, he impulsively rushed out to kill someone just because he had the killing intent in his heart.

That's not a sign of possessing people's hearts! ! !

In such fear, Akutagawa Gin waited far longer than expected.

Almost desperately confirm in the bottom of my heart:

Her brother has not come back.

--at that moment.

It was the man who held out his hand to her.

The young man couldn't see his face clearly against the light, only the white bandage covering his left eye was barely visible.

"...Do you want to come?" The man said softly, "Although it's just another hell. But you're still useful, Yin."

is that useful?

Under the impulse of tears, Yin let go of the stiff fingers that had been holding the self-defense iron for a long time one by one, and stretched out his hand timidly.

The man held her lightly but firmly.

That hand was not warm, but it saved her from hell.

Gin Akutagawa volunteered to be by this lonely man's side until she came in handy... which is now.

Silver smiled again, his eyelashes trembling.

"..." The leader no longer stopped at this topic.He coldly looked away, flipping through the documents accumulated on his desk in just half a day.

The pale and slender fingers picked up the pen, prioritizing the handling of events classified as "urgent" by the secretary.

The sound of the pen rubbing against the paper quickly sounded, and one signature after another was signed smoothly.

In this way, the office returned to the atmosphere of the past. In the silence, the leader Dazai arranged the follow-up matters in an orderly manner.

Even after everything is over, the government will not let the port mafia fall into chaos, and will definitely intervene to maintain the balance of power. Dazai also prepared a way out for others out of selfishness.

Those who yearn for the sun, live in the sun.

He has already chosen who will take care of the two children.

A flower that blooms quietly in the dark is not bad if it continues to grow in the night.

Anyway, this dark night will maintain peace for a long time.

So.Almost all that's left to do is...

"Huh?" The leader made a slightly suspicious nasal voice, and picked out two short reports.

These two reports were sent to the leader's desk immediately after they were issued, not because of the content of the documents, but because of the importance of the identity of the reporter.

This is the judgment of Secretary Yin. ——And this judgment is correct.

Sure enough, the leader quickly read the report in three or two lines, and pondered for a while.

"Does the newcomer trying to join the mafia actually have such powerful abilities?" The leader murmured to himself, "Even Dunjun lost..."

Tong Tong, who was not covered by the bandage, looked at the unfamiliar name on the page: "Wujo Wu".

Dazai had no memory of this name at all.Whether it is the four years of experience as the leader of the mafia, or the memory of "another Osamu Dazai" inherited from the "book".

No.

Don't know anyone named "Wujo Wu".

No such memory at all.

So.Strong enough to defeat the "White Death of the Port Mafia", but unwilling to give a reason, wants to join the side of the night.

What is the purpose of a person like this?

Dazai couldn't help but classify this person with unknown intentions with the other two teenagers who were "looking for Dazai".

Unfortunately, such a critical moment was chosen.

"..."

After pondering for a moment, the leader put this report aside for processing, took a brief look at the other one, picked it up, and asked Yin: "Is there any witness to the guerrillas? I want to see him."

Yin bowed slightly and replied, "Mr. Guangjin is already waiting outside the door."

The leader nodded for this carefulness, picked up the communicator, and ordered to the messenger outside the leader: "Please come in, Mr. Guangjin."

In the next second, he heard Guangjin Liulang's respectful reply.

The double doors were opened by remote control, Guangjin Liulang stepped in, knelt down on one knee and saluted obediently.

There was a smile in Dazai's voice, and he said in a gentle voice, "Please get up, Mr. Guangjin", while Liulang of Guangjin bowed his head and said respectfully, "Don't dare, leader"——This kind of dialogue happens almost every time we meet once.

This won't come as a surprise to anyone who really knows the history of the Port Mafia.

After all, Guangjin Liulang is a veteran member who has experienced three generations of changes from the first leader, the Mori leader, until the current Dazai leader.

Even Dazai has maintained the old name he used to call him when he was a cadre for this old man with a gentleman's personality and excellent ability, and has not changed.

But it is obvious that Guangjin Liulang will never complain about the "suicide method" to the black-haired boy back then, nor will he help young cadres rush to clear the game console.

- Ah no.This is not something that has ever happened in this world.

The leader smiled slightly, impeccably maintaining the majesty of a king and a demon, and no longer talked about personal topics with Guangjin Liulang.

"Then. I want to hear your personal report."

The leader ordered irresistibly:

"About—the guerrillas captured two people who were trying to infiltrate the Mafia, and heard the word 'disqualified from the world' from their mouths—this matter."

When he said this, there was no trace of warmth in the cold voice of the leader Dazai:

The supernatural power of the leader should have been one of the top secret matters of the port mafia.

Who is it again.

Leaked out?