Supernatural is king

Night is coming soon.

Most of the guests had handed over their invitations and came to the cruise ship. There was melodious sound of musical instruments playing from the dressing room, accompanied by the aroma of wine and food, as well as a slight hint of sea breeze.

The man's bony fingers shuttled through the girl's hair, and tied the girl into a high ponytail inexplicably skillfully.

Osamu Dazai rested his hands on Huili's shoulders, looked down at Huili, stretched out his hand and gently fiddled with the broken hair on the girl's forehead and pulled it behind her ears.

——It was unexpectedly beautiful.

Mori Ogai leaned against the door frame of the dressing room, watching this scene with a smile.

The long-lost picture of a family of three reunited is calm and warm, like an old photo preserved in memory, glowing with a warm and soft light.

Mori Ogai unfolded the coat in his arms and put it on Eri who got up.

The black coat made the girl's skin seem to be covered with a layer of cold white luster, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and picturesque, and the childishness of the young man and the thoroughness of the world make her linger with a mysterious temperament, which makes people want to go Seek to explore.

"Dazai." Eri raised his head, so that Dazai could see Eri's slightly messy neckline at a glance: "Wait, put on your mask, and don't let others see you."

Osamu Dazai smiled helplessly, stretched his brows and eyes outward, and stretched out his hand to help Eri straighten his collar.

"I know, don't worry about it."

Because the members of the Armed Detective Agency were to be brought to the cruise ship where the banquet was held, Ogai Mori discussed with Eri and finally decided to change the format of the banquet into a masquerade ball.

After all, the identity of the Armed Detective Agency is not suitable to appear here.

However, you can wear a mask or not. After all, this kind of banquet is also a place for various organizations to socialize with each other, but as long as there is this reason, there must be many people who will choose to wear masks to participate in the dance, so Eri The purpose is achieved.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai bent down to tidy up Eri's neckline, Mori Ogai raised his arms towards Eri, and extended an invitation to Eri:

"Then mother, it's time for us to appear."

At the same time, a boy with purple-gray hair wearing a pure white half mask boarded the cruise ship.

Seiichi Yukimura handed over the invitation letter behind Keigo Atobe, adjusted the mask on his face, and said with a relaxed face: "It's so simple?"

Atobe Keigo squinted at Yukimura Seiichi: "What else?"

Although Atobe Keigo promised Eri to go back to Tokyo, how could he leave with such peace of mind?

So after sending everyone back to a safe place, Atobe Keigo and Yukimura Seiichi joined together and returned to Yokohama.

I originally planned to bring Yushi Ninzu and Genichiro Sanada, but unfortunately, their backgrounds are not suitable for appearing in this place where gangsters and mafia members gather, so I can only give up with regret.

Although the Atobe family and the Yukimura family did not receive the invitation letter, Keigo Atobe, who learned from Ranpo Edogawa which organization organized the banquet, got two invitations from other organizations through his relationship Invitation card.

Even though half of their faces were covered, the two handsome boys followed the flow of people to the deck on the second floor, picked up two glasses of juice from the table beside them, and looked at the guests dressed in different clothes on the deck. .

The two stood in the shadow by the table, Keigo Atobe looked at Yukimura Seiichi's calm eyes, and introduced the people he could recognize to Yukimura Seiichi one by one.

"The two standing by the stairs talking, one is the old man of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the other is the head of the Igarashi-gumi."

"The one who looks like I have the most money is Fitzgerald, you should know."

Yukimura Seiichi nodded while listening.

The Yukimura family was originally an upstart in the upper class who suddenly prospered in modern times. It is understandable that Keigo Atobe did not understand these things.

The boy introduced another wave.

"...and that man with half black and half white hair, the captain of the guerrillas directly under the head of the port mafia, who claims to be [a running dog of the port mafia]." Keigo Atobe frowned: "In fact, he said so That's right, after all, he dared to be so arrogant that he killed someone in front of the police... There is nothing wrong with calling him a running dog."

Yukimura Seiichi was stunned.

"Dare to kill in front of the police...?"

That's how arrogant he is about his own strength, so he can be so arrogant.

Atobe Keigo nodded complicatedly.

Just as he was looking around to see if there was anyone he could recognize, two richly dressed women leaned against the table, seemingly oblivious to the two standing in the shadows, toasting and chatting naturally .

"Have you heard the news?" One of the girls raised her wine glass to cover her face and whispered to her companion.

However, the voice came clearly to the young man's ears.

Another girl nodded excitedly: "I know! Father told me."

"Father said that the former leader of the port mafia has returned and plans to attend this banquet." The girl seemed to feel that her voice was a bit loud, and the girl lowered her volume: "Father also said that the first generation likes young children and wants me to go to the banquet." Be nice to me."

"And it's best to be young and beautiful."

Like young kids...?

Keigo Atobe and Seiki Yukimura looked at each other, and the image of an old man holding a beautiful girl in his greasy arms appeared in his mind.

"Huh...? My father told me that the ancestors liked young boys. After all, the current leader was raised by the ancestors alone."

The pretty girl in the arms of the greasy old man turned into a delicate and lovely boy.

……

The two teenagers trembled in shock at the thought of their brains.

The girl chatted and left the dining table, Yukimura Seiichi rubbed his arms subconsciously, felt a little forced to cough lightly and asked Keigo Atobe: "Is there any previous leader of the port mafia?"

"Yes, but he abdicated more than ten years ago."

A lot of news has disappeared over the years, so Keigo Atobe doesn't know much about this ancestor.

He shook his head and threw out the image of the old man who couldn't get rid of it in his mind. Looking around, he suddenly found a problem.

"It's obviously a banquet organized by the port mafia..."

Why didn't any cadres appear in the venue?

In terms of emotion and reason, the port mafia should not entertain even a single cadre.

And what about Eri?Where is Eri now?

In an instant, all the lights on the deck were extinguished, leaving only one spotlight on the stairs.

The deck became silent in an instant, and the sound of leather heels hitting the wooden boards could be heard from far and near.

coming.

Atobe Keigo's expression turned serious.

The first to appear in front of everyone is Mori Ogai, the leader of the port mafia.

The bright light hit the stairs, illuminating his black hair, red to purple coquettish eyes, a suit that fit his figure, and spotless leather shoes.

—and the girl who put her arm up his arm.

The girl in a suit walked down the stairs with a calm expression, followed by Koye Ozaki and Chuya Nakahara, who were cadres of the port mafia.

Koyo Ozaki and Chuya Nakahara looked solemn, walking not far behind the girl to show their respect.

Keigo Atobe's eyes widened for a moment.

Who can tell him.

How did his sister know so well the leader of the port mafia? ! ! ! !

What nonsense non-staff personnel... Have you ever seen a non-staff personnel who can hold the arm of the leader so openly? ?

Keigo Atobe, who was dubious about Oda Sakunosuke's words, instantly lowered the credibility of this person in his heart, and even gave him an MMP.

The adoptive mother of a member of the Armed Detective Agency, the teacher of a port mafia cadre, no matter what status Eri has, Keigo Atobe feels that he can face it calmly.

but.

The world always likes to play jokes on honest people.

He watched Huili walk to the most central high platform surrounded by high-level cadres of the port mafia, including the leader, and said indifferently:

"It's been a long time since I left this time, and many people may not know me anymore." The girl's clear black eyes scanned the audience, and casually turned the decorative ring on the little finger of her left hand: "Then I will introduce myself again." once."

"I'm Eri Atobe, well... now I can barely be regarded as a non-staff member of the port mafia."

Before the girl finished speaking, Mori Ogai, who was standing half a step behind Eri, interjected with a smile: "But I believe everyone is more familiar with her identity as the former leader of the port mafia."

He winked playfully at Huili: "Do you think so?"

"Mother."

Atobe Keigo drank the juice in his hand blankly.

Sure enough, did the world still attack him?

God damn why his 14-year-old younger sister became the mother of a middle-aged uncle, and also became the former leader of the port mafia! ! !

What about the greasy old man who promised to like pretty kids? ! !

Atobe Keigo felt that his three views had been cracked.

Fortunately, Murakami did not give way.

A few days ago, I found out that the little girl who just had a crush on her seemed to have a boyfriend.

Today I discovered that the little girl seems to have not only a boyfriend in her twenties.

There is also a son in his 40s.

...life is instantly gloomy.

Yukimura Seiichi, who had a blank face and didn't want to think about how Eri did it, also raised his head and drank the juice in the glass.

Eri's indifferent expression didn't last long before it was broken by Mori Ogai's untimely playfulness.

She said with a helpless smile, "Lin Taro, pay attention to your image."

The man restrained himself instantly, and stood back in his original position solemnly.

Eili turned around and took the red wine glass that Zhongya Zhongye handed over, and saluted the silent crowd below the stage: "I won't delay everyone's time for entertainment."

"Then enjoy the night to the fullest."

In a corner that no one would pay attention to, a man covered in cold sweat put his hands deeply in his pockets, and as he moved, several ball-like things rolled in the pockets.

It's a pity that the man didn't notice that there was a brown-haired man with kite eyes wearing a mask standing not far away, looking at him with his chin resting.

The author has something to say: 4.14

Last night I vaguely thought of Tamamo.

Then, I had a brilliant idea pop into my head.

So, I thought of how to make Yuzao play once.

Although I'm a little sorry

Atobe: MMP!Did you hear that? ? MMP! ! !

It should be possible, there is another chapter, but it may be very late cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough everyone go to bed early don't wait!

☆感谢在2020-04-1223:37:39~2020-04-1418:52:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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