I'm acting in Yokohama

"Hey, Oda, Rimbaud, good morning." Sagawa was hugged by Nakaya, with his head resting on his shoulder. Seeing the two people who came up behind him, he waved his paws at them.

"Good morning, you've slept long enough."

Rimbaud wrapped his clothes tightly and complained together with Oda beside him.

"Really? I don't feel anything." Sagawa said helplessly.

This is the truth, after all, in his memory, he only met with you the night before.

"Huh?! Why is Chuya hugging the store manager!" Dazai, who was targeted by others, finally arrived. He pushed Oda and Rimbaud away from the door, and pointed at the two hugging in the room, jumping and shouting loudly.

Nakaya calmed down after being called out like this, and finally realized that his actions were a bit ambiguous, blushed, and let go of Sawagawa in an instant.

He turned his head and yelled at Osamu Dazai: "Shut up! It has nothing to do with you!"

"Huh?! If Chuya said so, I will also have a long-lost reunion and a loving hug with the store manager!" Dazai rushed over, warning Zhongya: "This has nothing to do with you, no, sure, stop , stop, me!"

In the next second, he was kicked and flew out, rolled on the ground twice, and didn't stop until he hit the wall.

Dazai: "..."

He quickly jumped up from the ground like a normal person, and yelled at Zhong Ye: "You little dwarf! Didn't I say that it has nothing to do with you!"

"Oh?" Zhong also calmly put down the leg that kicked him.

In three years, his changes are quite obvious. Before, he would be provoked by Dazai's words of similar height, but now he can completely ignore it calmly.

"Indeed, it has nothing to do with me." Nakaya shrugged, pulled Sawagawa aside to take him downstairs, kicked Dazai aside again when he passed Dazai, and said indifferently, "But kicking you, do you need a reason?"

"Remember to call and let me know."

Dazai: "...Bastard!"

Sagawa turned his head and glanced at the black mud spirit who had pulled out his mobile phone angrily on the spot, hesitantly said: "It seems that he has had a difficult life in the past three years."

This is somewhat different from what he imagined.

"Isn't it easy? Maybe."

Oda thought for a while: "Put a bomb on Chuya's locomotive, destroy his favorite car, and get beaten up by Chuya."

"I buried a layer of mustard in Zhongye's lunch, and was beaten by Zhongye."

"After Chuya came back from a mission, his room was filled with alarm clocks that would go off every 5 minutes, and he was beaten up by him." pause."

"...In short, it developed later that as long as he gets close to Zhongye, he will be beaten up."

Sawagawa: "..."

Sure enough, it was a hundred million meal.

The decoration in the store is the same as before, but all the furniture is probably newly purchased recently, which is not surprising, after all, there are two house demolishers here.

For him, it was just one night, but for these five people, it was three years.

Three years may not be long or short, but if the word "waiting" is used, it will seem much longer.

Sagawa sat on the chair in front of the bar and turned left and right: "Thank you for your hard work, I'm back."

Everyone made a move:

"Welcome back!"

"By the way... have you been doing well in the past three years?" Sagawa asked casually.

In fact, he wanted to know what happened in the past three years, so that the children he raised...

The aura around Chuya became more and more fierce, and he was a little gentle in the store, but inadvertently revealed a sense of oppression from a superior.

The black windbreaker is draped over the chair, and the tight suit vest outlines a straight figure. Even if he is doing the same job as a bartender at the moment, few people will associate him with the youthful boy many years ago.

Now he is closer to the Hong Kong and Black Gravity Envoy in Sawagawa's memory.

The Dazai I saw just now was the same, he was dressed like a mafia, although he looked as out of place as before, but occasionally he still made people aware of the dark side that belonged exclusively to the mafia.

As for Oda...

Sawagawa pinched the bridge of his nose, and asked him with some difficulty: "Oda... how has your relationship been in the past three years?"

Oda was caught off guard and asked this question a little strangely: "What are you thinking?"

Because you look completely exhausted physically and mentally after being teased by a woman, and you don't want to clean up at all.

He wore a black wrinkled shirt with an off-white windbreaker over it, and his face was unshaven. Like Rimbaud next to him, he looked completely depressed and looked like a salted fish.

He is only 25 or 40 years old this year. If it weren't for his decent face, he would always feel like an uncle in his [-]s or [-]s.

Is this the transition from assassin to novelist?Sagawa suddenly regretted his encouragement.

"Pfft——hahahahaha" Dazai on the second floor who had finished calling Mori Ogai couldn't stand up with laughter, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

He simply sat on the handrail of the stairs and slid down, pointing at Oda and laughingly said: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the store manager dislikes you for affecting the overall atmosphere of the store."

"Kang Dang"

A glass hit him on the head, and Oda took another one without changing his face, as if he wasn't the one who hit him hard just now.

Although he had lost his identity as an assassin, the precision head was still there, and the glass accurately knocked out a big bump on Dazai's head.

The only things that haven't changed much in the store are Rimbaud and the dagger.

Luan was as cute as ever, chattering non-stop around him, as if he wanted to stuff all the things that happened in the past three years into his mind. Apart from being more salty, Rimbaud didn't change much.

Three years ago, after completely breaking up with the Supernatural Secret Service, Mori Ogai formally handed out an invitation letter to them.

Considering that Sawagawa once said that he was a member of the Gang Hei, Zhong also didn't think much about joining immediately.

Sagawa: "..." Is it too late for him to go back and eat that sentence in his stomach?

For some unknown reason, Dazai defected to Gang Hei.

Luan will never leave his side, and the remaining two are a salted fish and the other dreams of becoming a novelist, so they both choose to manage this store seriously.

"I don't mean to give up this store." Zhongye pressed the hat on his head, even though Rimbaud didn't join Hong Kong Black, the black hat was still given to Zhongye.

"Reason? There's no reason, I just think it's pleasing to the eye." The Frenchman said.

"Even if you join Hong Kong Hei..." Zhong also pursed his lips, looking a little annoyed.

"I understand." Sagawa smiled reassuringly at him.

With the two of them joining, Hong Kong and black became even more arrogant, and that period was the most tense period in Yokohama.

Later, the battle between the Supernatural Secret Service and Hong Kong and Heilongjiang officially broke out. The old leader died in this battle. No one thought that the person who took over the position of the leader would be his former doctor Mori Ogai.

For the sake of peace in Yokohama, Mori Ogai, who is much calmer than the previous leader, proposed to negotiate with the Supernatural Secret Service. One of the requirements is to hand over all the personnel who participated in the arrest of the boy Sawagawa to them.

So far, Hong Kong and Black have ushered in a new stage of peace.

"Not bad, very capable." Sawagawa praised with a smile.

The boy who used to be shy in the face of his praise now responded without hesitation, "Of course."

Sagawa narrowed his eyes: "What do you think of Mr. Mori?"

"Is it the leader?" Zhong also froze for a moment, "I think he is a very good organizer, a qualified mafia. All choices are also the best solution for Hong Kong and black."

Quite a high rating.

Sagawa secretly sighed in his heart, it would be a bit difficult for him to deal with this, Mori Ogai really has a way of dealing with people's hearts.

"If there is a conflict between me and your leader, wouldn't Chuna want to abandon my old father." Sawagawa tentatively pretended to be a little sad.

Chuya's movements paused, and he leaned against Sawagawa on the bar counter. He took off his hat and put it on the opponent's head. His arrogant voice sank, and he smiled a little:

"Don't worry, no matter what, you are the best solution."

Sawagawa, who was suddenly blocked by a hat: "..."

He subconsciously pinched the brim of the hat with his fingers, and pressed the hat down. Although there was a large space in his chest, he still felt that his simulated heartbeat was out of order for a moment.

Really, Chuya...it's too foul.

He said before that he is a spoiled cup, and a spoiled cup will be wayward, but it will be beyond everyone's expectations.

The corner of the young man's mouth under the hat quietly outlines a smile, which is different from the smile worn on his face like a mask before. This smile makes him look a little less stable, like a child about to play a prank.

"Jingle jingle—"

The door of the cat cafe was pushed open, and the wind chime hanging above shook back and forth twice.

Mori Ogai rushed over immediately after receiving the news. He was no longer in a white coat. He was already the leader wrapped in a suit. He was slender, with a purple tie and a dark red scarf.

Looks imposing... if not speaking.

"I rushed over immediately after receiving the news from Dazai. It's good that Yoshihiko can wake up. Alice-chan has been pestering me all day long to come and see you."

Mori Ogai took the little blond girl by the side, and pretended to wipe away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of her eyes, "I'm so sad that there is another man in Alice-chan's heart."

Alice stepped on the back of his foot, and turned her head away to ignore him.

"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Mori for getting his wish. How does it feel to be the leader?" Sagawa asked Chuya while returning the hat.

"Hahahahaha, it's pretty good. It would be even more perfect if Yoshihiko can join." Mori Ogai received the attention of everyone in the store after he finished speaking, and he spread his hands, "I'm just kidding, Yoshihiko just woke up How could you have the heart to let him go on a mission?"

Sagawa Yoshihiko... This person is a variable, a variable that may affect Hong Kong and Black and even Yokohama.

Mori Ogai's eyes darkened and became obscure, and then he chuckled again: "Do an inspection first, Yoshihiko doesn't know yet, this cat cafe also has an extra basement, which is a very well-equipped medical room oh."

Sagawa followed behind him seemingly obediently, staring at his straight back and smiling inexplicably.

I'm sorry Mr. Mori, he promises to be on this one branch... allow him to play a little prank.

Some people have said that he is the best solution.

So what worries does he have?

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiaoxi Dabaoer for smashing the landmine x1 duck!

Thanks to Sumi Yizi · the white paste watered by the big baby x1, the short knife is a little angel · the white paste watered by the big baby x20, Fan Lin · the white paste watered by the big baby x10 duck!

Thanks also to all the cute little ones who supported!

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