[Crossover] I Just Want to Make a Living

Life is like a play. Most of the time, it's one downfall after another...

Kenji comforts me: It's okay, you still have me.

So I eagerly went looking for people I knew to compare my strengths with.

I tried to compete with Lord Atobe over money. My wallet was empty.

I tried to compete in intelligence with my childhood friend, the famous detective. Tsk! I didn't have the brains for it.

My heart aches. Kenji pats my back and comforts me: It's okay, you still have your physical strength.

I relied on my tough body to barge my way through life, until one day I finally met my match.

I could beat all the kids around my age, but then I ran into the increasingly adolescent and chuunibyou Hibari. I was soundly defeated.

And as an ordinary person who was unfortunately surrounded by a bunch of ability users at work, all I could do was keep a low profile to avoid another crash.

But then I met my father, and that was the last time I ever bounced back...

Tsk, being a person is hard. Kenji, can I come find you?

Part One: My Years Working for the Port Mafia.

"Lord Ueno is seriously scary. Unless you've got Dazai's knack for taking a beating, don't go picking a fight with Lord Ueno."

Part Two: Work Is Exhausting, the Boss Is Awful, and My Life Is Hard.

"...There are so many people here. Any one of them could support you, so why are you still agonizing over this by yourself?"

Part Three: "Want to come with me, kid?"

Two years later, the mischievous Dazai returned and found the ferocious beast he'd been thinking about and wondering if he'd killed. She was holding a child's hand and leaning on a cane.

As he moved in for a hug, the child who looked like nothing but a nuisance pushed him away.

"Don't touch her!" The child says earnestly, using his little body to pull his chubby Cat Teacher in front of his guardian.

"He's right," I say, leaning on a cane that doesn't actually do a damn thing, to the man who's deliberately blocking my way. "Don't touch me, Dazai."

"It hurts."

Dazai Osamu, who probably showed off the full extent of his chuunibyou phase around the age of fifteen, regrets nothing more than provoking that ferocious beast when they first met: someone in the Port Mafia with no supernatural ability, whom nobody dared to mess with, and who could really beat him up.

Convinced that no matter what, he could never beat her in a fight before he died, Dazai decided that before he died, he would take down that woman who looked like an elite professional but was actually a complete idiot.

Dazai, after falling for her: Hitting is affection, scolding is love. Please beat me again, darling!

My dad: No affection, no love. Get lost.

Contains a KHR danmei subplot. It doesn't affect the main story's progress, so if you find it a bit off-putting, just skip it

Theme: In the course of trying to stay alive, accidentally gain a husband who loves dying