When Little Dazai Finds a Silver-Haired Natural Perm

[Since Mori can't raise kids, let's have Gin-san, who's great with kids, raise Dazai!]

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[Novel blurb]

When fourteen-year-old Dazai finally grew tired of this boring world, he stood on the banks of the Tsurumi River, psyching himself up to take the plunge. Suddenly, a silver-haired man with a natural perm fell from the sky and knocked him straight into the river.

Dazai, who wasn't ready yet: Huh?

The strange older man let out a girlish scream. “Aaaah! Someone save Gin-san! Gin-san can't swim, glub glub glub, ”

Later, a new Odd Jobs shop quietly opened in Yokohama. It handled all kinds of work, from ability-related requests to helping old ladies find their cats.

The shop's owner was a dead-eyed man who liked wearing only one sleeve and carried a wooden sword at his waist. His employee was an underage kid who would suddenly jump into the water in the middle of a job whenever the mood struck.

Gintoki: Hey! Don't just let go and jump into the water in the middle of a job!

One day, an information broker saw a lot of important people walking into the Odd Jobs shop and was immediately filled with awe.

Passerby: Did you hear? That useless Odd Jobs shop has the Gojo family of Tokyo backing it, and it has connections with both the light and dark sides of Yokohama! Absolutely terrifying!

In reality...

Director Taneda: Shop owner, you ruined our department's assignment last time. How are you going to take responsibility?

Mori: Odd Jobs, Dazai was a promising kid when he was in the Port Mafia. How did he turn into such a delinquent after being with you for such a short time?

Head of the Gojo family: Mr. Sakata, did you drag our Satoru out to play again? He's only eight!

Gintoki: Hahaha, everyone, calm down...

Dazai: Gin-san, hold them off. I'm running first.

Gintoki: ??? Hey! Wait for me, you bastard!

[Reader's guide]

1. Updates around 12:30 p.m. every day. I'll take a day off if something comes up.

2. Apologies in advance if any characters are out of character.

3. Mostly slice of life, with everyone as friends and no romance.

4. Since this is a crossover with Gintama, it's hard to avoid bathroom humor. If that bothers you, please think carefully before reading.

[Next story: upcoming BG story If You're Brave Enough, Naraku Goes on Paternity Leave. Please add it to your reading lists! QAQ]

[Upcoming story blurb]

My name is Iwasaki Haruka, and I'm an ordinary human. One day, I transmigrated into the Warring States period, where yokai were everywhere.

But there was one bit of good news: distracted by a handsome face, I found myself in a strange place with no idea how to get around, and picked up an injured, unconscious castle lord.

All the yokai within a hundred miles knew that Naraku, in the castle to the east, was obsessed with finding the Shikon Jewel shards. He was ruthless and vicious, and any lesser yokai that came near him were devoured whole. He wasn't someone to mess with.

But only Naraku's incarnations knew that he had hidden a human woman in the castle, indulging and doting on her. He even gave her the half of a Shikon Jewel he had painstakingly assembled to wear as jewelry.

However, when the human woman learned who he really was, she ran away that very night without hesitation.

Hakudoshi casually suggested killing her and was warned that his incarnation would be destroyed.

From the shadow behind the curtain came a voice: “Kanna, go protect her. Once she's calmed down, I'll go get her.”

A few days later.

“Kanna, has she calmed down?”

“She already left with Sesshomaru.”

“...”

Naraku had never expected that woman to be so fickle, turning around and falling for another man. Unforgivable.

He swore he would make her regret betraying him and die a horrible death.

But when he really did wrap his fingers around her fragile, delicate neck, he couldn't stop himself from kissing the corner of her eye. In a low voice, like a curse, he said, “You can only love me, Naraku.”

Theme: Stand tall and keep living.