[Comprehensive + Main Wenye] The leader of Mafia at the port is Uchiha

"Is this the only thing the young lady wants to ask?"

Dazai Osamu's eyes were dark, and his long and thick eyelashes were curled and fluttering. He smiled and looked at her without saying a word, and stood there quietly, looking extremely well-behaved.

The big black coat he wore was too large, making him look particularly young and thin. He was as young as a child, and so thin that a gust of wind could blow him away.Coupled with the exposed bandages on his face, neck and wrists, the whole person looks more and more like a sickly young master - if you ignore the calm and gloomy aura about him.

This appearance of Dazai Osamu clearly looked so harmless and lovable, but yet he gave people an unspeakable sense of danger. The coldness that arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart penetrated his soul.

started again.

He started again.

Like a hedgehog exposing its thorns to show its danger, it refuses to be touched, as if it will not be harmed, but only possible.

"Then what should I ask?" Hinawahime almost wanted to explode on the spot to show him. "Then what do you think I should ask?"

"Should I ask you why you did that kind of thing with a wooden warehouse? Or why you went crazy and opened a wooden warehouse for a being that is no different from a corpse? Or-"

"Why kill?"

Nichiwahime's slender brows were furrowed, and Hinawahime's dark cat eyes were as wide as round jade beads. Her eyes were locked tightly on Dazai Osamu, her noses on both sides were slightly wrinkled, and her crimson lips were pursed tightly. Pull it into a straight line.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment. He originally expected Hinawahime to show a disappointed expression, just like those people showed when they found out that he was a hopeless person.He could see clearly what they were longing for and what they were looking at through him.

It was as if he had always seen clearly the expectations that Hinawa-hime had placed on him.

But now, Hinawahime showed an expression that was indeed angry. Her cat-like eyes were burning with anger, and she was roaring angrily like a kitten that had been disturbed from sleep.

"The weight of life in governing a king is very heavy."

"Before you decide to bear these burdens, I just hope that you will think carefully before making a decision."

"-Whether it's homicide or suicide."

Hinawahime spoke out every word heavily, as if she meant what she said. She looked intently at Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes, which were filled with seriousness and determination.Like an arrow wrapped with thunderous thunder, it wanted to break through the invisible barrier and hit Dazai Osamu's world, stubborn and determined.

"You know, I am a ninja, even if I am such a coward, even if I cannot bear the cost of taking my life, even if all I have is my father's love and indulgence."

"But I don't care if you kill someone, I don't care! I can even use a fire to burn them all-"

"But before that, I hope you are well."

"Huh -" Hinawahime let out a long sigh, looking a little weak. She is really not good at persuading others, really!

She tried to choose her words, wanting to tell him all that she cared about him from the bottom of her heart, digging into her heart to tell him.

"I'm not, um, telling you to be a good person or anything."

"You know that, don't you?"

Seeing the obvious silence on Dazai Osamu's face, and then shrinking back into the black coat, you didn't need to guess to know that this black mud spirit was thinking about something bad.

Nichiwahime yelled angrily: "Don't let me think about those messy things!"

"The most important thing is how are you doing!?"

The kite-colored pupils that reflected Hinawaki's figure shrank suddenly, and his gaze followed her closely, hot and eager.

In those deep glass-like eyes that penetrate people's hearts, Hinawahime stepped forward with a super unhappy expression. Unaware of the pressure she was exuding, she raised her hand and pressed it hard on Dazai Osamu's shoulder. .

"Ow—"

"Ah! Sorry!"

Hinawahime forgot about her strange strength as a Senju and almost pushed people to the ground.

Although Hinawahime stopped her hand, Dazai Osamu, a weak and fragile young man, was still about to fall down when he tilted his body. At the critical moment, Hinawahime grabbed Dazai Osamu's wrist, but Dazai Osamu, this trash, is worthy of being a Mori. A disciple of the same lineage as Jun, he wants to take advantage of the situation and want to drag Himi along to follow the call of gravity.

The result was that he deserved to be defeated. After all, Hinawa-hime was trained and taught by Uchiha Madara, and yet she was being used as a backstop by him. How could it be possible?

Hinawahime waved her hand without any guilt, leaving Dazai Osamu alone to feel the warmth of Mother Earth.

Then Hinawahime slipped her foot and squatted down to look at Dazai Osamu's body lying motionless on the ground.

With a frail, pitiful and heart-wrenching look, Dazai Osamu took the expensive black coat from the local shop and rolled it around on the floor, making the clothes covered with dirt, dust, and filth, which made Hinawa-hime disgusted. Immediately take a few steps back to avoid being implicated.

Looking at Hinawahime's undisguised look of disgust, Osamu Dazai huddled up in pain and complained in a tone of great sorrow and anger: "That's too much! Little Miss QAQ"

"Zhi Jun, I think you may have some strange opinions about me."

There was no fluctuation in her eyes or her heart. Nichiwahime said calmly: "If you can't think clearly now, just think slowly. Anyway, you will think clearly one day."

"Before that, please be a good boy and start the infrastructure construction of Laibo Street, okay?"

"After all, what about some things? It's better to think it through before doing it, right?"

Those black eyes gradually turned blood-red, and the three tadpole-like magatama patterns slowly rotated. The threat in the words was self-evident.

"I remember where are you, Zhijun? You really hate pain, right?"

"Unfortunately, I have a technique called Tsukuyomi, which can make people feel the pleasure of torture for three days and three nights, but the outside world only lasts for one second."

Having said this, Nichiwahime said almost word by word: "It's a very convenient technique, isn't it?"

Osamu Dazai?

Dazai Osamu is as quiet as a chicken.

He chose to accept the little lady's threat, and obediently got up from the ground, stepping on the black coat on the ground a few times.

"So, we have reached an agreement, right?" Hinawahime's smile was as bright as a summer flower, and there seemed to be thousands of wisteria flowers pouring down behind her, exuding a strange purple-black aura.

"——" Quiet as a chicken.

"Haru-kun?" Hinawaki looked at Dazai Osamu with a smile on her face with crooked eyes.

"——It's Mr. Mori's fault to report to the little miss. Mr. Mori said that these people were planning to blow up the little miss's shrine. It was the little miss that you had to agree to in order to protect the little miss and your Lasbo Street!"

Dazai Osamu decisively sold Mori Ogai without any hesitation or guilt to protect himself.

"Oh~ Mori, no, it's Mr. Mori's problem, right?" She almost said Mori's 'pet name', but Hinawahime's expression remained unchanged, not giving Dazai Osamu any chance to escape.

"Let's go back and talk about his problem. Your problem is more important now~"

"——お·さ·む·く·ん（楷君）!"

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Mori Ogai put down the phone and began to think about whether he had done anything excessive in the past few days.

There was no way. The caller from the bottom said that the little lady walked in aggressively, accompanied by his cheap apprentice Dazai Osamu. He was [-]% sure that this little bastard definitely said something to the little lady. The little lady Only then will the state come up.

Putting his elbows on the table and folding his white-gloved hands on his chin, Mori Ogai sighed, exhausted both physically and mentally.

There was no way, Dazai, who was the only one to restrain the little lady's mental attack, decisively jumped out, leaving him like a loser(?). There was really nothing the doctor could do against the little lady~

If the little lady is really angry, there is no way he can catch the little lady's anger, whether it is a mental attack or a physical attack.

Sure enough, it would be better to call Hongye-kun to save your life~

By the time Hinawahime majestically opened the door to the office, completely ignoring the wilted Dazai Osamu following behind her and the several guards guarding this floor, Mori Ogai had already hung up on him for the last time today. I made a phone call and sat at the table looking through the information as if nothing happened.

When he saw Hinawahime walking straight towards her with murderous intent, her delicate, cute and childlike face was full of displeasure, and her big almond-shaped eyes widened, Mori Ogai knew that she was doomed.

He glanced at Dazai Osamu, who seemed to have been taught a lesson, and was surprised to find that the bandage covering his eyes was gone, and the kite-colored eyes exposed were shining brightly with "xing", "zai" and "zai". (le) See (huo)' look.

Mori Ogai cleared his throat and wanted to say something to drive out these lookless subordinates first. Even if he really couldn't escape, he had to protect his mighty dignity first.

Although I don't mind showing my 'child-loving' side in front of my subordinates, I still don't want them to see me getting beaten up, otherwise it will be embarrassing for everyone, right?

Not only himself, but these subordinates must also think so if they find out~

However, everything came to an abrupt end when he met the little lady's blood-stained red eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Mori Ogai began to slump at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. He weakly raised his hand to signal the guards to leave, then put his forehead on his temples to relieve the phantom pain in his head.

Then, the guards exited in an orderly manner and closed the office door behind them.

"Mr. Mori, doesn't it feel great, the little lady's illusion~" He broke away from the depressed state in an instant, Dazai Osamu's tone was exaggerated, his eyes were bent, the corners of his lips were raised, and there were [Porphyrin, Porphyrin] around him sparkling with honey starlight.

"Ah~ she is a young lady after all." Mori Ogai's head hurt when he heard the little brat's voice.

Just now, the young lady directly pulled him into the illusion. It was a pitch-black and dead darkness, as if he would be silently swallowed up by that darkness if he took one more look.Then a dazzling light surrounded him, and when he came back to his senses, everything around him had changed.

He seemed to be in a training dojo opened in the countryside. There was a waterfall in the distance, and two giant statues stood on both sides... Before he could take a closer look around, there appeared in front of him wearing the same outfit he had first seen with red prints on his back. The young lady wearing a white tuanfan family uniform was moving her wrists, and a series of snapping sounds came from her joints.

Mori Ogai: My life is at stake!

Sure enough, before he could explain anything, the young lady pulled him unceremoniously and started beating him severely for three days and nights.According to the little lady herself, the prototype of this illusion was originally used for torture. In order not to affect subsequent arrangements, she specially simulated and modified the illusion to have similar effects but not damage the spirit.

Yeah, that's right, it was the suggestion from that little brat Dazai.

"Haha——" Facing the scene where the two masters and apprentices were cheating each other, Hinawahime smiled coldly.

These two masters and disciples are exactly the same, one is more evil than the other. To deal with such a person, you should start directly. If you say more words, you will be sorry for the pit you have stepped on! ! !