Queen of Yokohama [Comprehensive]

01.

It was Nakahara Chuya who finally won the game. I deeply suspect that he cheated with his abilities.

"Are you sure you didn't cheat with powers?" I asked.

"It's useless." Nakahara Zhongya replied.

"Really? Why did you suddenly go so fast on my last detour?" I was still worried about the fact that he was overtaking, "Or did you subconsciously use it and didn't realize it?"

After all, abilities are born with people, and sometimes they are used subconsciously.

"How could there be such a situation." Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little impatient.

I imagined a situation like this, when you can't help but use the ability subconsciously, such as when you are having sex... wait, if the other party subconsciously uses the ability at that time, the effect will be... cough cough cough... Stop thinking, this is too scary, don't think about it _(:з」∠)_

This is really exciting.

"...What expression do you have?" Zhong Yuan asked suspiciously.

"What expression do I have?" I asked guiltily.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a second, and said: "It's like the way a bikini beauty walks into a nightclub, and a group of men who have been drunk to [-]% drunk and haven't vented in months look at her."

I:"……"

Me: "Come on, let's change the subject, my dear Chuya."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at me vigilantly: "I don't think it's necessary."

I go.The majesty of the leader is gone.

After returning to Ganghei, I walked upstairs while yawning, and then met Sakunosuke Oda at the elevator entrance, "Are you off work?" I asked.

"Yes, Boss." Oda Sakunosuke said.

"When are you going to be the top five cadres?" I asked.

"I think my strength is low, and I'm afraid I can't do it." Oda Sakunosuke said.

"I don't want you to think, but I do." I said, and activated the Profound Truth Mingxue.

Oda Sakunosuke: "...huh?"

After seeing Sakunosuke Oda's slow reaction, I felt a little bored, so I said, "Anyway, think about it carefully, number one killer."

Suddenly pointing out the other party's previous identity, I still like to do this kind of thing very much. I like to see the other party's shocked expression.

After hearing my words, Oda Sakunosuke looked up at me for a few seconds, then he lowered his head and said, "Oh."

I:……

Well, Odasaku deserves to be Odasaku.

After a face-to-face meeting with Oda Saku, I went back to the Ganghei Building alone. Although no one sent me a message saying that something was wrong, I reckoned that a lot of things had piled up.I pushed open the office door and pulled out the pistol at my waist and fired a few shots. The sound of bullets colliding with metal was quite clear.

Under the moonlight, Mori Ogai put away the scalpel, then smiled slightly: "Are you trying to kill me with a gun here? Boss."

"Are you trying to ambush me here, Doctor," I said.

But then again, how can a bullet be deflected with a scalpel? Are you sure it's not a supernatural power?Well, this is really a fantasy world. ——Although I don’t have the right to sigh with emotion.

"It's not your body that I want to kill." Mori Ogai spun the scalpel around his fingertips and disappeared into his sleeve. He walked up to me and smiled at me, "I just want to kill you." Just kill your heart."

"Where did you copy the sad and non-mainstream Internet sentence?" I pressed my fingertips against his chest, not letting him get any closer.

"Because your heart won't belong to me, so just kill it completely." Mori Ogai said.

"Your words seem to encourage me to be naughty." I directly pushed him away hard, and then walked across the room, the footsteps of the high heels were absorbed by the thick carpet.

"I didn't say anything." Mori Ogai made an innocent expression behind me.

"You've said enough." I turned and sat on the leader's chair.

"is it?"

Looking at his nonchalant expression, I wanted to laugh a little.

It's always like this when getting along with Mori Ogai, and it's always like this when chatting. He won't say a complete sentence, and always leaves half of what he says.Talking to him is tiring because you need to keep thinking about what he means.Of course, talking to him can also be very easy, when you ignore his wishes and ignore his hidden meaning.

For now I'm somewhere in the middle, and I know I'm missing something, but I also understand that I'm not missing much.

"I thought you were going to reprimand me for saying I just walked off and didn't work," I said.

"Anyway, it's useless for me to condemn it." Mori Ogai said, "So I won't say anything."

"That makes sense." I nodded, "But sometimes a few more words can show your dedication and enthusiasm...at least on the surface."

"I don't need it," Mori Ogai said.

I looked up at him.

His demeanor is quiet and deep, and the light falls into the bottom of his eyes, a bit like luxuriant branches and leaves, climbing into the depths of darkness and disappearing.

I suddenly felt a little emotional.

I have known Mori Ogai for a long time, during which we were hostile and cooperated, intrigued, but sometimes we accompanied and supported each other.By now I have the upper hand, I don't know if it's permanent, but I know I'm not indifferent to him.

"Yes, you don't need it," I said.

Before Mori Ogai looked at me, I said the second half of the sentence: "Because I can accept and tolerate everything you have done to me."

Even if one day he pointed a scalpel at my throat, I think I can accept it.

In terms of interests, as well as emotionally, it is fine.

Not because of being callous, but because he's brought me enough that maybe it's time for me to pay it back, but I don't pay him back with everything in my mind.

So I can put on an attitude of acceptance, just an attitude.

Mori Ogai smiled slowly, "There are certain things that should not be said indiscriminately, Boss."

"Of course I understand, Dr. Sen," I said.

I raised my head and smiled at him, then held out my hand, and he walked up to me and leaned down, kissing the back of my hand.

But it didn't let go.

I tilted my head, "Doctor Sen?"

"He Zhongyuan-jun, how far have you made it?" He asked, his eyes were very dark.

I thought for a second before replying, "I slept with him."

Mori Ogai's hand tightened a little, but he smiled unhurriedly: "Lie to me."

"How can you tell? Am I a bad liar?" I wondered.

"It's not that you're bad at lying, but that if it really happened, Mr. Zhongyuan must be so proud that all black people in Hong Kong can see it. And he is a person with a sincere heart, as you know." Mori Ogai said.

"...Ah, yes." I replied on the surface, but at the same time my heart turned cold.

Indeed, if it was Chuya, doing that kind of thing would only hurt him.

Before I'm completely sure, I'd better keep a certain distance from him.On the contrary, Mori Ogai's words...

Thinking of this, I suddenly laughed, "Did you say that on purpose?"

"Yes." Mori Ogai said, "If it were me, those are completely acceptable."

The distance is a little close, and I can feel the breath.The desire to win the game was instantly aroused, and that desire was so fierce that I could even feel the roar of the beast in my chest. At that moment, I wanted to step Mori Ogai under my feet and let him kiss my toes And the impulse of the calf is almost uncontrollable.

"It's terrible, I recommend myself as a pillow." I murmured.

Mori Ogai let go of my hand, stood up straight, and then turned sideways to face the mirror over there to adjust his appearance, looking like a gentle scum.But he was.

The remaining enthusiasm was instantly ignited again. I rubbed my temples, feeling the ugly thoughts in my heart, and asked, "What drug did you drug me?"

"I didn't...or are you looking forward to it?"

"No, no, forget it." I said quickly.

02.

After this horrible jumble of conversations, I got serious.

Fingers stroked the armrest of the seat, which was already smooth. This is a seat with a sense of age. It once carried ten generations of Hong Kong black leaders, and I am the No.11 generation, "1853." I said.

"Six years of Kayei." Mori Ogai said.

"The black ship is coming," I said.

The Black Ship Incident is a well-known turning point in Japanese history. It refers to the incident in [-] when the United States used gunboats to threaten Japan to open the country.

And the first location is Yokohama.

"The following year, the "Japan-US Amity Treaty" was signed in Yokohama." Mori Ogai continued.

"In the third year, the precursor to the Port Mafia was born," I said.

"The first generation leader died at the hands of the Americans, the second generation leader died in the shogunate, and the third generation leader officially founded the port mafia until today." Mori Ogai said.

"The chair I'm sitting on was made by the third-generation leader." I said, "Is that so?"

"It's actually a trophy," Mori Ogai said.

I curled my lips, "That's it."

I turned my head and looked outside, the city was lingering in the oppressive darkness, and the sound of the wind from far and near brought a sense of uneasiness.

"So, can I change the chair?" I asked.

"Theoretically, because you are the leader, the leader can do everything he wants - on this land." Mori Ogai said.

"Okay, then change a chair for me tomorrow, I don't like things that are too old." I nodded, "Move this chair to Dazai's room and let him handle it."

Mori Ogai showed a subtle expression, "Are you sure?"

"...You asked me a little flustered, why do I feel that according to Dazai's personality, he might chop this up and use it as firewood?" I said.

"There is indeed such a possibility." Mori Ogai said.

"...Okay." I shrugged, "Then just put it away."

I really don't like things that are too old-fashioned. I don't like things that have too much symbolic meaning.

I don't like to move forward with heavy burdens on my back. I move forward because I want to move forward. Which way I go is chosen by myself, not by the fetters of the whole body to choose for me.

"I don't think I've asked you why you're here?" I said.

"Say something that is not important." Mori Ogai said.

"Sounds like an excuse," I said.

"Yes." Mori Ogai admitted frankly, "Because I haven't seen you for a day, I want to see you."

"It's horrible," I said sincerely.

"Isn't it romantic?" Mori Ogai asked back.

"It's romantic to put it on other people, but it's scary to put it on you. It's like reminding me at any time that I have to pay it back sooner or later." I said.

Mori Ogai smiled meaningfully: "It's good that you know."

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The author has something to say:

Kagu Tsuya: So, what are you going to tell me?

Mori Ogai: Wowotou, four for one yuan, hehe!

Kaguto industry:? ? ?

Suddenly died laughing, do you know this stalk?Go to the Internet to search and you will know, it is so magical...

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So in the last chapter Chuya played home, this chapter Mori Ogai played home, and in the next chapter, who do you want to see at home~

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Here is an article by Anli Jiyou, danmei, yingmei, this Jiyou is an engineer, and the article written has a very personal style. If you are interested, you can go and read it

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