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Oda Sakunosuke's hands are steady, and even though he hasn't killed a man for a long time, his ability has not regressed in the slightest.

Ango Sakaguchi is not confident that he can keep Osamu Dazai under Oda Sakunosuke.

Osamu Dazai let out a breath slowly, "Sit down first, Ango, it doesn't matter."

Ango Sakaguchi glared at Osamu Dazai, and the government staff, who had always shown people with the appearance of social elites and meticulous and neat suits, ignored Osamu Dazai's words, "Shut up first."

"Oda, put down the gun," Sakaguchi Yasugo and Oda Sakunosuke looked at each other, "You don't want to do that."

"Sorry, I refuse," Oda Sakunosuke said, "For the enemy, I can't make me put down the gun."

Ango Sakaguchi felt a wave of vigorous anger welling up, he tried hard to suppress the anger that came out for no reason, it was not like the intense emotion that would appear on his own, he took a deep breath, wearing his usual calm mask,

"Didn't Ranpo Edogawa from the Armed Detective Agency tell you before you left? Believe me, that detective said so."

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, and finally chose to believe in Edogawa Ranpo's judgment. He put down his gun and sat back in his seat, "I believe in Mr. Ranpo's judgment, but I need to understand that the leader of the port mafia is looking for me. What's the matter."

The man added, "I don't believe you just came here to congratulate me on winning the award, after all we don't even know each other."

After Ango Sakaguchi glared at him, Osamu Dazai, who didn't speak anymore, smiled, "Well, I do have one more thing."

"Can you say 'goodbye' to me?"

It was rare for Osamu Dazai to show a pure smile without a hint of aggression and malice.

Wearing a black suit, the pale-faced leader of the port mafia said softly, "I always feel that a life with someone who can say goodbye is a good life. If the other party can feel sad for such a goodbye, let alone .doesn’t it?”*

Oda Sakunosuke didn't understand what he meant. The red-haired man thought for a while, and his gun had been retracted into his arms, which really dispelled the idea of ​​fighting. The man and Dazai Osamu looked at each other, and even he himself didn't know why, Oda Sakunosuke nodded.

Osamu Dazai laughed, "Thank you, then, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Oda Sakunosuke replied.

Within the eyes of Oda Sakunosuke, Osamu Dazai got up and went to the front desk with Ango Sakaguchi to check out, and then slowly walked out of the man's sight.

The man sitting in the farthest corner withdrew his gaze and looked down at the soda can that Osamu Dazai had handed him earlier. Looking out of the French windows beside me, it was raining in Yokohama.

Oda Sakunosuke finally took the can and walked into the rain to leave.

"I don't understand."

Ango Sakaguchi was sitting in the car, and he was sitting in the back seat with Osamu Dazai. The driver was Nakahara Chuya who was called over by Dazai Osamu like a working boy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed a switch, and the soundproof baffle fell down. He used actions to show that he was out of sight and out of mind.

Osamu Dazai opened his hand again, and mouthed to Nakahara Chuya with a smile: "Yeah"

Sakaguchi repeated, "I don't understand."

Osamu Dazai seemed to be in a good mood, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

"I don't understand anything." Ango Sakaguchi said expressionlessly, "I came here to find him and just said these words. Anyone would think that he has bad intentions? After all, he is the leader of a hostile force that he has never met before."

Ango Sakaguchi bit some words harder.

"Ah, Ango, are you angry?"

Dazai Osamu looked surprised, and even seemed a little excited. The soundproof baffle in the car had already been raised by Nakahara Chuya when Dazai Osamu was smiling. "Is it because I'm angry?"

"if not?"

Ango Sakaguchi asked, "It's not because you are angry, am I still angry because of myself?"

"Dazai, I've already missed it once." Said Ango Sakaguchi, he took off his glasses, and rubbed his forehead vigorously, "Everything happened over there, my friend Oda Sakunosuke was buried deep in the ground , I parted ways with Dazai, I thought I would never be forgiven, my sin cried out to me in the middle of the night, I thought everything was terrible, and I had no chance of redemption."

"But one man came into our world and changed everything."

"The resurrection of the dead, the supernatural riots, and disputes all over the world, with Yokohama, Japan as the game point, the devil had already been excluded, but he ran back again for some reason, Chuya Chuya's identity was exposed, and the transcendent The resurrection has made countless people stare at it, the leaders of the two sides have changed, and the countries have put pressure on..."

"Everything started to be chaotic, but it was the first time that the three forces in Yokohama were united so closely, and I was able to reunite with my friends again."

Ango Sakaguchi closed his eyes, "Dazai, don't let yourself be unwilling even to die. Do what you want to do. You know that there are more ways, and you don't have to choose the most hopeless one."

The car was driving steadily in the rain, and the rain was pattering on the glass windows, and there was a slightly dull sound.

"You have to let your friend show up and offer you a flower at the funeral after your death."

Ango Sakaguchi opened his eyes and looked at the silent Osamu Dazai, "Dazai, you have other choices. As a friend, that's all I can say."

The car stopped in front of the Port Mafia building.

Sakunosuke Oda walked in the rain after leaving the coffee shop. A shopkeeper he knew saw him soaking in the rain and hurriedly told him to stop and brought him a long-handled umbrella.

"Oda, stop here, I have an umbrella here, if you are not in a hurry, come to my place to rest and wait for the rain to stop before leaving?"

Oda Sakunosuke took the umbrella to thank him, and rejected the shopkeeper's kindness to invite him to stay.The umbrella was black, and the movement of Sakunosuke Oda when he opened the umbrella was blocked by the can that he had been holding in his hand all the time. The can had been stained with the same temperature by his own palm, and it was not cold to the touch.

It was still raining, few people were still walking outside on the street, and the wind mixed with the rain was blowing towards our faces.Oda Sakunosuke was walking on the street, and when he passed a short bridge, he suddenly had a very familiar feeling, as if at a certain moment, he hurried past here without an umbrella, and was going to an appointment that could not be turned back.

Throat sore, unable to breathe.

At a certain moment, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly felt this kind of pain. When he subconsciously let go of the soda can in his hand and touched his throat, the pain disappeared like an illusion. The soda can fell to the ground in the wind and rain. There was a dull crashing sound.

Oda Sakunosuke stopped and stood where he was. The eyes of the port mafia leader appeared uncontrollably in front of his eyes. Too many emotions were suppressed in those eyes, and all kinds of emotions were distorted into deep black hopeless silt sinking in those eyes. In his eyes, when he saw himself, there was an expression of pure joy for a moment.

He squatted down and picked up the can and threw it into the nearest trash can, then turned and left holding a long black umbrella.

Oda Sakunosuke decides to go to the Port Mafia.