[Comprehensive] I, the king of power, worked as a white worker in Yokohama

"...From the first time I saw Miss, I suddenly felt that living has become meaningful~"

The boy's curly black hair became docile because of the water, and his figure looked a little thin. The black trousers, white shirt, and oversized suit jacket were all dripping with water.

When the night wind blew, his body seemed to be trembling slightly, but there was no emotion on that overly handsome face.

After making sure that the boy would not jump into the river again, Zhizi heaved a sigh of relief.But...it's so cold, it's really admirable not to forget to tease my sister.

Such thoughts flashed through my mind, so Zhizi asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned, this was the second time in his history that he felt that he couldn't keep up with a person's thinking rhythm.The girl's answer was completely different from what he expected, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Isn't the lady cold?"

"It's not cold." Zhizi shook his head, "I usually exercise regularly, and I also practice kendo with other people. I'm in good health, and I'm not cold."

"—But, if the night wind blows for a long time, you will catch a cold, right?"

"Indeed, so I'm going to go. My house is nearby, and it's quick to go back and change clothes. ——By the way, I've already called an ambulance for you, and you can wait here."

Seeing Zhizi standing up and preparing to leave, Dazai put on a weak, pitiful and helpless expression, and asked softly: "Miss, don't you plan to wait with me? Just leave me here alone..."

Seeing through the other party's disguise at a glance, Zhizi calmly stated the truth: "I think you must be fine by yourself."

"Oh? Am I so powerful in Miss's eyes?!"

Seeing the boy's exaggerated performance that was too fake, Zhizi felt a little too much.She confirmed for the second time that this person was definitely not her type, and then decisively chose to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute, miss..."

The sleeve was pulled by someone, Zhizi closed his eyes, turned around helplessly, and signaled him to speak quickly.

"Miss, my partner should be very worried about my safety now, can I borrow your mobile phone and call him?"

As he said that, Osamu Dazai demonstrated on the spot that his mobile phone could not be turned on due to water, and then looked at Zhizi pitifully.

Zhizi hesitated.Although her intuition told her that this person had other purposes, she still handed over her mobile phone with the good spirit of helping others to the end.

After taking Ediko's mobile phone, Dazai happily made a call.

"Hey, Chuya..."

"Where did your mackerel go to fish again—?! Hurry up and come over to work for me!!!"

The anger that was on the verge of going berserk came straight through the electronic signal, Dazai moved the phone away for a certain distance, and felt that his ears felt better.

"I'm not fishing, but diving into the water very seriously~" Dazai pulled the corners of his mouth in disgust, and sighed, "Oh, it's a pity that I didn't succeed this time..."

"I don't care whether you touch fish or jump into water. If you want to commit suicide, you can jump into any river you like after the mission is over. No one will stop you! So--now, immediately, immediately, get out to the mission location!! "

"I can't get over..." The ending was limp, and Dazai suddenly felt very uncomfortable to be soaked all over, so he began to order his partner unhappily, "My mobile phone was damaged by water, and now I use a kind lady Your cell phone is talking to you. Chuya, if you don’t arrive within 5 minutes...the ambulance is coming, and we probably have to meet at the hospital.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a sentence came through between the teeth: "...You, give me, wait!"

Then, the phone was hung up.

Zhizi standing nearby watched the whole process, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the person who was talking to the boy in black.Although it's bad to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, she didn't want to, who made that person's voice so loud, and she didn't seem to want to cover up the boy in front of her.

However, through this observation, Zhizi confirmed one thing for the third time - the boy in front of her is definitely not the type she likes.

Well, that's right.Even though the boy had a voice very similar to the man in the dream who couldn't see his face clearly.

It must be mentioned here that since becoming the colorless king at the age of 14, Zhizi has been having a dream.In her dream, she had a completely different life from now.

In her dream, she didn't have to worry about the sword falling off her head, and she didn't have to run around Yokohama and Zhenmecho all day doing free work for nothing.She had three very good friends and ended up with one of them.In the dream, she couldn't see the face of the man she fell in love with, but only remembered his voice, with bandages wrapped around his bare neck and arms, and he often wore a sand-colored windbreaker.

So, for a moment, she wondered, could the person she rescued in front of her be the juvenile version of the man in her dreams?

But soon, Zhizi denied this possibility.

Although there are not many people with similar voices, there are also many, not to mention that she once had a lot of oolongs because of this.As for the bandages, it may be because of injuries.The most important thing is that the man in the dream has a more gentle and restrained temperament, unlike the boy in front of him, who is so cold and dark that he seems to have been soaked in black mud for several years before being pulled out.

——No matter how glamorous the appearance, the essence that cannot be concealed.

"Thank you, beautiful lady~"

Dazai returned the phone to Zhizi, his brows and eyes were raised, his friendly attitude and that very attractive face made people feel good about him involuntarily.

"You're welcome, then I'll go first." Putting the phone into the bag, Zhizi turned and left.This time, Osamu Dazai did not stop her.

"Yeah, I hope to have a chance to meet Miss again~"

A young man's joyful voice came from behind, and Zhizi silently replied in his heart as he walked: Then I still hope that we will never meet again.

……

The incident of saving lives last night seemed to be just an episode. The next day, Zhizi went to and from school as usual, and then went to the territory of the Blue King Munakata Reishi.

Under normal circumstances, if there were no outsiders or people with superpowers crossing the circle to make troubles, Zhizi would go to King Qing's territory to practice swordsmanship every few days after school, and then go home.Although she doesn't like Munakata Reisi's character very much, it doesn't prevent her from admitting that the way of swordsmanship can cultivate one's character, temper one's self, and help control Wang Zhili to a certain extent.

On this point, her grandfather Chang Lu Dajue also agrees.Therefore, after the communication between the King of Gold and the King of Green, apart from receiving regular teachings from his grandfather, Zhi Zi would also go to the Green Group to join their practice at other times.

It was dusk, and in the kendo room shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun in the green group's residence, the sound of bamboo swords clashing could be heard continuously.

Her long blue-purple hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, her habitually closed left eye opened, and her blue and red pupils looked inexplicably coquettish.Zhizi's face was flushed with a layer of red due to long-term strenuous exercise, but unlike Seri Awashima opposite her, there was no sweat overflowing from her forehead.

There was another fierce sparring, Zhizi took a few steps back to widen the distance, then shifted his weight sideways, put his sword on his chest, and was ready to strike the final blow.

Her eyes are calm and focused, but if you look closely, you will find that her concentration is a little bit broken, as if she is still thinking about other things while practicing the battle.

Sensing Zhizi's strangeness, Seri Awashima's eyes froze. For the first time, she didn't confront her head-on, but avoided it. Then she raised the bamboo sword in her hand and slashed straight at the girl's head, ready to teach her a lesson. .

--not good!

After being distracted for a moment, Zhizi didn't even have time to block with the bamboo sword in his hand.The body made a judgment in an instant, and she turned around subconsciously, instead of using the bamboo sword in her hand, she instinctively raised her foot and kicked Awashima Seri horizontally.

"Crack..."

The bamboo sword broke, and the upper half flew out directly, inserting into the wall of the kendo room.

Seri Awashima held the remaining half of the bamboo sword in her hand. She maintained a downward chopping posture, with a slightly surprised expression on her face, and a drop of sweat slowly fell from her forehead.

Blinking, realizing what he had done, Zhizi hurriedly withdrew his feet, and then bowed down with an excellent attitude of admitting his mistake: "I'm sorry, Miss Awashima, I didn't mean to..."

The expression on his face returned to normal, Seri Awashima frowned and said, "Your heart is not calm."

Zhizi was stunned for a moment, Seri Awashima was right, her heart was indeed restless.

I thought what happened last night was over, but as expected, I still couldn't ignore it.In the past, Zhizi never took the dream he had for two years seriously, so he occasionally joked in his heart, "Probably my life in a parallel world."

However, the boy she met last night made her unable to ignore it.

——Is there really a connection between dreams and reality?Does that boy have anything to do with the man in his dream?Is all this a coincidence or someone's ulterior motive?

Zhizi is not willing to communicate with his parents or grandfather about these issues, and his only younger brother is far away in Italy. Even if he tells him, he probably won't get any good advice, and it may increase the troubles of both parties.

If possible, she hopes to find a senior who is calm and objective, not too far away, and preferably of the same gender, and the two of them can sit down and have a good chat.

Raising her head, facing Seri Kawawashima's penetrating and calm gaze, Zhizi suddenly had an impulse, she felt that she might have found someone!

Just when Zhizi was about to speak, the siren of the Qing group's assembly suddenly sounded outside, dispelling her momentary impulse to heat up.

The alarm sounded to indicate that there was an emergency that needed to be resolved by the Qing Group, which was probably caused by outsiders again.

"That's it for today."

Said, Awashima Seri put the broken sword in his hand on the shelf, and walked straight out of the dojo.Behind her, Zhizi did not choose to go home, but followed, preparing to check the situation as well.

When Awashima and Zhizi changed their clothes and rushed to the gathering place, all the members of the young team were already waiting there.

Standing at the front is Reiji Ao Munakata, who is also the head of the fourth sub-office (Scepter4) of the Household Registration Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau.

Glancing at her deputy Seri Awashima, who was rarely late once, and Eko Miyata next to her, Reiji Munakata didn't waste time explaining the content of the mission again, but directly gave the order to set off.

On the way, Zhizi learned about the general situation of the incident from Qing Wang, and also understood why Munakata Reisi would let her go to the scene by default——

"Anna Kushina disappeared in Yokohama, and the people from the Akagumi investigated the gangsters in Hong Kong. They planned to rush to rescue people regardless of the agreement made by the two parties."

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ps: Zhizi in the dream wore a lover filter, and at that time he was Buteizai, so there was a big way out with reality (Tan Shou)

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