They all think I'm a boss

"I have no malice."

This is already the second time Fujikawa Toki said this sentence today.

The first time he uttered these words, the young man in black windbreaker who looked sickly attacked him without saying a word.

As for the second time...

The mafia leader sitting on the high seat winked at the guards on both sides. These guards in black suits silently put away their rifles and stood quietly by the side again.

"This should be the first time I've met you, Fujikawa-kun."

Mori Ogai looked at the uninvited guest on the opposite side. This person's face was completely covered by a white fox mask, but it was not difficult to see that this person was very young, probably no more than 25 years old.

"I wanted to have a meeting with the leader of Honmaru a long time ago, but I heard that you always live in seclusion and don't like being disturbed by others, so I haven't been able to find a suitable opportunity to meet with you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

Fujikawa Toki responded blankly.

"It's your business if you want to dominate the whole of Yokohama. We only want to make money, and it doesn't conflict with your interests. You should know this better than anyone else."

"That is to say, Honmaru will not stand on any side, and will only remain completely neutral?"

Fujikawa didn't make a sound, which was regarded as acquiescing to his words.

"You are too proud, Fujikawa-kun."

Mori Ogai smiled, the smile only floated on the surface but didn't reach his eyes, and there was a hint of darkness and depth in those dark red eyes.

"In the big dye vat of Yokohama, but still want to be alone, this is a luxury."

Tapping the hard solid wood tabletop with his fingertips, he said slowly, "What can you do with your strength alone."

"Can't do anything."

Fujikawa Toki responded lightly.

"So I didn't do anything."

Whether it is opening a coffee shop, opening a shrine, or teaming up with an armed detective agency to deal with the rats of the dead house, and eliminate the monsters that appear in the city, the participants and executors of these events are the group of fusangshen in Honmaru. At best, it is a fun.

Hearing this answer, the mafia leader on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand something, changed his elegant and calm appearance just now, and laughed out loud without image.

"Hahaha, that's how it is."

Those dark red eyes stared closely at the black-haired young man opposite, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "It seems that I may be mistaken one day."

After leaving this unclear sentence, he returned to his original calm and introverted appearance, and glanced at a certain cute feline creature squatting on his desk at the moment.

A certain little orange cat who didn't dare to raise its head because of a strong sense of shame, didn't even dare to move after feeling the gaze of its leader.

"Then let's get back to the original topic."

Mori Ogai pointed to the little orange cat that Fujikawa brought over, and said slowly, "Since you said that this cat is Nakahara Chuya-kun, one of the five major cadres of our port mafia, you have to come up with reasonable evidence To prove its identity, if I believe that such a cat of unknown origin is my right-hand man without any basis, then my position of leader should have been given to someone else."

Fujikawa looked at him inexplicably, why do you people from the port mafia ask him to be an unrelated person to prove it?

However, he still took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, opened the memo on it, and walked towards the desk where Mori Ogai was.

The guards in black suits guarding both sides stepped forward immediately, Mori Ogai winked at them, and they stood back obediently, but their eyes were still fixed on Fujikawa Toki, and if he behaved suspiciously, They would immediately take out the prepared rifle and aim it at the man's heart.

Naturally, Fujikawa also noticed the gazes of this group of people, but he didn't care, he just walked to Mori Ogai's desk, stretched out his hand and poked a certain little orange cat that was squatting on the table and shrinking itself into a ball , by the way, rua several times on its fluffy little head.

When the other party was about to explode, Fujikawa put the mobile phone at his feet, then raised his head and looked at the opposite port mafia leader, "I can't prove anything, let him prove it to you."

"Oh?"

Mori Ogai suddenly became interested, and looked down at the little orange cat on the table, "I'm curious how he will prove it."

The little orange cat squatting on the desk froze for a moment, then stretched out its right front paw hesitantly, and slowly typed a few words on the phone screen.

"Ah, this is really..."

At this time, Koyo Ozaki also came up to take a look, and when she saw the words clearly on the screen, she covered her mouth in surprise.

"Well, now I have nothing to say."

Mori Ogai looked down at the words on the screen, his eyes moved slightly.

On the white screen was the word [Lantang] spelled out in black katakana.

Lan Tang, whose real name is Rimbaud.

If the orange cat brought by Fujikawa Toki left the words "Nakahara Chuya" and "Gravity Maker" on the screen, Mori Ogai might have to suspect that this cat may have undergone special training, but "Lan Even within the Mafia, only a very few people know the name, let alone Fujikawa Toki, who has absolutely nothing to do with the Mafia.

Ozaki Koye reached out and hugged the little orange cat on the table, reversing the struggle and dissatisfaction in Fujikawa Toki's arms, when being hugged by Ozaki Koye, the little orange cat didn't even dare to make a sound, and could only freeze Let the beautiful red-haired woman hold him in her arms.

"Oh, your current appearance is really pitiful, Mr. Zhongye, even the concubine who has never been interested in cats can't help but want to take you back and raise you."

Ozaki Koyo smiled and teased the little orange cat in her arms. The orange cat was stunned for a moment, and then there was a trace of quite humane shame in those round blue eyes, and she quickly glanced her head aside, resolutely not Looking at the face of the red-haired woman on the opposite side, I have to say that his performance once again pleased Ozaki Koyo.

She looked at her leader sitting in front of the desk with a smile, "Before you figure out the reason and solution to this matter, it is better to hand over this kitten to my concubine to raise it, after all, Zhongye could be regarded as a cat back then." I brought it out with my own hand."

Mori Ogai did not answer, but turned his gaze to the short-legged orange cat in her arms, "Nakaya-kun, what do you think?"

"The Honmaru Cafe still lacks a lucky cat. Chuya, you can think about it. You can eat all you can eat small dried fish."

Fujikawa Toki took out the candlestick cut special dried fish from his pocket, swayed in front of the little orange cat a few times, and then received a supercilious look from the other party.

This move of his is undoubtedly poaching the wall in front of the leader of the port mafia, and Zhongyuan Zhong certainly cannot agree to him.

What's more, he has no interest in those small dried fish.

He's not a real cat.

When Fujikawa failed to dig the wall, he put away the dried fish with some frustration, and prepared to leave this place that made him sad.

But before he could take a few steps, the mafia leader behind him suddenly called out and stopped him.

"Fujikawa-kun."

Fujikawa turned his head and asked him what else he needed with his eyes.

"Although it's too late to say this now."

The leader of the port mafia was still sitting at his desk. He looked at the black-haired young man across from him, but what was reflected in those dark red eyes was the whole of Yokohama outside the huge French window behind Fujikawa Toki. street view.

Then, he smiled.

"Welcome to Yokohama."

……

On the way back to Honmaru, Fujikawa always felt that something was following him sneakily in the dark, but every time he turned his head, that thing would suddenly disappear.

Fujikawa slowed down and walked slowly into a remote alley around the corner. Sure enough, that thing followed him into the alley.

Fujikawa pretended that his shoelaces were untied, and knelt down to tie his shoelaces, but just as he squatted down, a black figure behind him suddenly jumped towards him, and Fujikawa immediately got up and took several steps back. survived the attack.

With the dim light in the alley, Fujikawa Toki finally saw the true appearance of the unknown creature that was going to attack him just now.

"cat?"

To be precise, it was just a black shadow in the shape of a cat, not even an entity.

After the sneak attack failed, the cat-shaped black shadow suddenly jumped in another direction.

Fujikawa immediately followed behind to catch up, and his intuition told him that this group of black shadows was inseparable from the previous incidents of human beings turning into cats.

The black shadow fled very fast, and he was very cunning. He specialized in shuttling around in crowded places. Like the "weird" last time, these pedestrians walking on the road were completely unaware of the existence of the black shadow.

Could it be the same as last time, and it was caused by "weird" again?

This time happened to be the rush hour for getting off work, and the road was full of commuters rushing home. It was really difficult to track a black shadow in such a dense crowd of people.

Sure enough, he lost track, and by the time he rushed out of the crowd, the black shadow had long since disappeared.

Fujikawa looked around, and could only see a few skinny stray cats, a few black crows perched on the treetops, and a young man in sportswear rummaging through the trash can.

Um?Wait... a young man rummaging through trash cans?

Fujikawa watched the purple-haired young man rummage in the trash can for a long time, and finally found an unopened bread from it.

The young man squinted his eyes and stared at the bread bag for a while, and then his azure blue eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh, I'm so lucky today, I was able to find bread that was just a day away from expiry, and I've got dinner for tonight!"

Then he muttered again as if complaining, "Really, human beings nowadays are really getting more and more wasted. It's obviously only a day before the expiration date, so just throw it away, and I have to find that guy Inari to take care of it later." Tell me, he's too used to this group of people."

After stuffing the bag of bread that was one day away from expiration into his bosom, the young man patted the dust off his body, ready to leave contentedly, but the moment he turned around, he met the gaze of Fujikawa who was standing beside him.

Seeing the black-haired youth wearing a strange fox mask on his face, but obviously a human being, the purple-haired youth was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head, pointed at himself, and said hesitantly, " I said... can you see me?"

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