Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

The tree was covered with the shell of a burly man, so he shouldn't talk too much with others, so as not to reveal his secrets in advance, and then alert the enemies who are about to collide head-on.However, when he heard Akutagawa's ignorant and considerate (?) declaration, he really couldn't bear it any longer.

In order not to let his little brother and mount die prematurely, he deliberately lowered his voice, and stopped him in a low voice: "Don't waste time doing meaningless things, Akutagawa...Mr., let's set off quickly."

"I don't need others to dictate my decision."

Because the illusionist's superb technique covered up all the truth, the boy in black didn't hear any familiar tone, so he was even more displeased with the interference of the "stranger". Throw it at the opponent.

While speaking, the supernatural ability attached to the coat suddenly exploded, forming a sharp thorn, directly against the throat of the spoiler—due to the internal rules of the port mafia, there will be no fatal The risk, but if you don't know how to live or die, I'm afraid you will spend the rest of your life as a mute.

The threatening lines were silently conveyed to the other side.

The targeted feline was expressionless, resisting the urge to grab Rashomon and tie a knot, and shivered professionally, pretending to be a frightened grassroots member.

——This dog-tempered guy yells and kills at every turn. He really doesn't have any friends, does he?Although I don't expect him to treat me like a little brother, but the sense of gap is quite hard to accept...

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"That, that..."

Wearing a black suit with a soft and small shell, I was almost suffocated in fright. In order to resolve the tense situation, I had to force myself to squeeze out weak syllables from my throat, and persuaded tremblingly: "No, there is no need for internal conflicts. Well, let's... hurry up and go, shall we?"

"it is good."

It is obviously a similar statement, but from the mouth of the senior, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is like a dog whose leash has been pulled around his neck, instantly suppressing the murderous intent of his body, and returning to a dull and somewhat lacking sense of presence. Sick and weak.

The black girdle that turned into thorns was retracted together, and it changed into soft seaweed like in the past and floated, wrapping the boy in the snow-white combat uniform, guarding his safety.

However, the protection mode that the tree is used to, for others, it is simply a cruel torture surrounded by scourges.I saw the "victim" who was surrounded by Rashomon trembling, completely lost the dignity of being a 1.8-meter strong man, and wished he could throw himself on the ground with a groan, and escaped by pretending to be dead.

Even Liudao Mukuro, who was in charge of performing the illusion, couldn't see it. Before he showed his more embarrassing side, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner, and simply allocated some mental power to manipulate his body. Walking forward can be regarded as stopping the sad scene of being lost before the trip.

"..."

The black-clothed boy frowned calmly, a trace of hesitation flashed in his black eyes, but he remained silent in a rare way, following the steps of the "senior", without mentioning that he would carry him behind his back.

It is still a team of ten people, starting from outside the building of the organization, and actively heading towards today's mission (trap) location to throw themselves into the net.

Even though I don't know what's waiting for me at the end, it's probably because of the strange atmosphere surging between the daily warm and harmonious combination of a cat and a dog, so that the team members behind hold their breaths and concentrate, even the sound of footsteps subconsciously Take it lightly, for fear of causing unnecessary misfortune.

Fortunately (?), this frozen state melted away as the group got closer to their destination.

The job content this time is very simple. It is to check the cargo transported by several ships that arrived at the port in the early morning to see if there are any contraband that should not appear, or explosives placed maliciously by competitors.

After the port mafia has gradually occupied the world's leading position in Yokohama, although the small forces of all parties are unable to contend with it, in order to gain more benefits, they are like buzzing mosquitoes, trying to suck the blood from the tiger's body. You can get a full mouthful, but you can use any means that can't see the light.

In order to reduce unnecessary wear and tear, and even devour the opponent's flesh and blood, daily inspections have become routine.But most of the time, this should be regarded as the most boring job, especially for Akutagawa Ryunosuke, it is almost the same as sitting in an office and doing clerical work.

But perhaps because of a premonition, he looked at the medium-sized transport ship moored at the port, and his face, which was originally covered with a few clouds, calmed down. He took the lead in stepping onto the deck, and coughed twice in the face of the oncoming fishy and salty sea wind. .

"Akutagawa-kun, you came at the right time!"

Not far away, a strong man with his head lowered talking to his crew members heard the sound behind him, raised his head immediately, and greeted hurriedly.The face with full beards that could hardly be seen clearly was wrinkled, like a big bear who was alone annoyed by the failed smuggling.

But he was obviously not a character who would sit still. Seeing the reinforcements who could help, he hurried over in three steps and two steps, throwing the problems he encountered to the other party.

"I'm ashamed to say that in the cabin this time, I don't know when someone hid a huge amount of inflammables, and they are tricky products that will burn when exposed to wind."

He raised his hand and stroked his hair, revealing a pair of fairly bright eyes, staring at the young man in front of him rather worriedly, and continued to explain: "For one thing, we can't give up buying the ship that didn't take long because of this, Let it float on the surface of the sea to fend for itself; secondly, those inflammables completely surround the valuable goods, and if they are not cleaned up in time, the contents inside will not be taken out at all..."

"It's okay, let me deal with it."

The black-clothed boy simply nodded his head in response, like a thin and weightless silhouette, and walked towards the cabin area where the cargo was loaded.

Such a person who doesn't talk too much can probably compare any chatter to a chatterbox, losing all style in the blink of an eye.Fortunately, "Big Bear" didn't care too much about his face and temper. Seeing this, he just chased after him, planning to take good care of his precious ship later, trying not to damage it in the slightest.

After all, the reputation of the black disaster dog is becoming more and more famous, and almost everyone knows what kind of miserable scene that violent fighting power will cause-even if it is just a job like cleaning, it can't help but make people worry.

(Even if I can't stop Akutagawa-kun's actions, as long as I ask his partner for help, I will definitely be saved...)

(Huh? It's strange, the little cat who always hangs on Akutagawa-kun's body is so far away...)

(Did the two have a conflict? This, this is not good...!)

Apparently he was not the only one who thought this way at the scene, the team members who had a strong desire to survive kept a relatively safe distance, hid behind the "tree" and "Snow Village", and even lost the courage to whisper gossip .

At this moment, the cat king in the shell of a strong man has no time to care about other people's thoughts. He just erects a pair of animal ears that are invisible through illusion, and protrudes the tip of his nose, relying on his keen hearing and sense of smell to collect information about his surroundings.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

In the passageway swaying slightly with the waves, there is an unpleasant smell of tide, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, as if every time you step forward, more pressure will overflow from the sole of the shoe. Too much, so that the mind is heavy with tiredness.

Most human beings have had the experience of using a cradle when they were babies, so "it is easy to feel sleepy when shaking" is a part of instinct, firmly engraved in the bones, so it did not arouse everyone's vigilance—of course, At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

"It's here, it's inside."

After a long while, the man who looked like a strong bear stopped in his tracks. First, he pressed his fingertips on his aching forehead, trying to lift his spirits. Then, while pushing open the hatch in front of him, he carefully warned: "Be careful, Try to walk slowly and don't create too much wind, otherwise..."

"—Rashomon."

A low and slightly hoarse voice stopped his worries. The boy in a black coat covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and quickly released his abilities, allowing Rashomon, who had turned into a black beast, to open his serrated teeth, which would be troublesome. The combustibles in his mouth were regarded as a delicious meal, and he swallowed them in one gulp.

I have to say that if you ignore its terrifying lethality, the picture in front of you is quite cute.Unfortunately, the sound of uniform footsteps soon came from somewhere, interrupting its movements——

"Hmph, what a nice ability, it looks like it makes people want to own it. The black evil dog of the port mafia."

The same team of about ten people filed in from the stairs on the second floor, picked up the loaded equipment, and pointed the bloody guns at the prey below.

And the silver-haired man who is obviously the leader stands in the very center, with a playful smile on his lips, like teasing a mouse that has been completely caught in the net, commenting unceremoniously on him: "However, after all, there is no one. It’s nothing more than a dog with a brain, it’s not good to be elegant, and it’s just a laughingstock if you take it back.”

"Coincidentally, I am also not interested in your organization."

Faced with such harsh remarks, Akutagawa Ryuzhijie's face remained motionless, except for the large black beast transformed into a supernatural power behind him, which slowly floated into the air, exuding a chilling killing intent.

It opened a pair of black eyes, like a god of death looking down on the world, with a calm and cold appearance, quietly screening the human beings whose lifespan has expired.

Then, its owner put his hands in his pockets, raised a pair of black eyes that were also bottomless, looked directly at the outsiders who invaded his territory, and faintly confided a pre-war declaration with full of wit: "—— What I'm interested in is just how to take your lives away."

"If you want to drive your sharp teeth down my throat, go ahead and try."

The silver-haired man looked at him condescendingly, with a deep sense of depth in his pupils, and then laughed mockingly: "Ha, but the premise is that you want everyone to be buried in the sea together. Don't you realize that? , This ship has been sailing for a long time, and the distance from the land where you can escape is completely the distance between heaven and hell."

The author has something to say: The picture for the person who made a date with Jiejie is so beautiful, I couldn’t help but look at it for a long time today, ah, Jiejie is so cute_(:3∠)_

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