The blackening value is being cleared

The desk phone at the Kishitani Shilla Clinic jingled.

"Moses, this is Kishitani. Do you want to make an appointment for a doctor's visit or send a courier? We also provide the most beautiful female bodyguards in the world."

In contrast to his frivolous tone, it was the voice of another person outside the receiver: "Kishiya." Long also paused rhythmically for two seconds, "Long time no see."

"Ah, long time no see, what can I do for you?"

Kishitani Shilla is half a middle school classmate and half a university classmate of Anhe Ryuya. In the third year of junior high school, Ryuya moved to Italy due to the death of his parents and did not complete his studies in Ikebukuro. He went to the Department of Medicine of Dongda University, but dropped out in his sophomore year.The two kept in touch intermittently.

"Muscular atrophy? Mental barrier?" Silla raised his head, scratching his neck in distress, "It's okay to say the former, I'll find a nursing massage video and send it to you. I'm not a psychiatrist for mental problems, Long Also, you might as well go to Lin Ye."

"Hey—don't be so disgusted, although Lin Ye is a rotten person, he has a pretty good mind."

Afraid that the other party had said something, Silla gave up talking about Orihara Rinya, and instead asked concerned: "How is your job? Are the students difficult to teach?"

"Yeah, yeah, no one thought you would be a teacher, but Lin Ye laughed at you the loudest." Ahh, the topic came back.

"Isn't it spring break recently? How about it, isn't it cool?"

"Hey? Playing games?! Are you?" After a brief surprise, Shilla narrowed his eyes and laughed happily, "Well, how should I say, it's you." You have to do your best to play games or something .

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Shilla Kishitani hung up the phone, and Serti typed on the tablet and asked: friend?

"It's me, Linya, and Shizuo's classmates." Shilla tilted her head, "Is it okay to talk about friends?"

There was a hint of ambiguity in the delimitation of the relationship. Celti recalled the conversation just now, and he also had an inexplicable comradely affection for An and Long who had never met before: Those who don’t like Orihara Rinya are on the same front. Ah, it's such a naive idea.

Celty's question and the morning phone call dragged Shilla Kishitani into a vortex of memory. It was rare for him to seriously recall his junior high school life and the tall young man sitting by the window.

"In every sense, he is the most standard top student, and he has a gentle temper." He complained half-truthfully, "But if he comes to Ikebukuro, remember to stay away, Celty."

Hey?

"An and that guy are perfectionists."

"For example, when I was in junior high school, every class had to claim a nursery to take care of trees. Our class didn't have any members of the gardening club, so the job fell on him in the end. Ah, he is also a good person, and most people's requests will not be refused. .”

Why?Isn't that the most bullied good old man in the club?

"For the next six months, he watered the shrubs, measured the growth height, and trimmed the branches and leaves every day, rain or shine, and even the nearby cherry trees were moistened and thrived. That spring, there were rare branch cherry trees in the school. , due to lack of nutrition, the dwarf flower branches of the plants jumped over the towering concrete wall and flocked outside the school, only the cherry blossom tree claimed by An He grew straight and did not cross the boundary."

Celty typed in a daze: Any questions?Uh, proof that he trims a lot?

"The problem is, he does the same thing in terms of interpersonal relationships." Silla said vaguely, "Relying on personal impressions to position classmates, enthusiastically helping everyone, and pruning into a mass-produced superior who has the same gratitude for him. born."

No, wait.Celty frantically pressed keys on the screen.

Aren't you talking about cyberpunk novels?Quantitative production is just like a factory.

"of course not."

"Just thinking of the uniform smiles on the faces of the people around him when I walked into the class, I trembled and wanted to vomit."

"Speaking of which, Lin is also the only one who remains normal after being at the same table with An He for half a year."

……

Silla's efficiency is very high. Within a few minutes, the massage video was transmitted. Long also carefully watched the 10-minute video three times.The newly picked Yu Xie Ye was not in good health and refused to go to the hospital. Fortunately, she had no other problems except malnutrition and weak limbs. In addition to giving her nutritious meals for recuperation, Long Ye was also preparing to assist in rehabilitation.

Her personality is not bad, although she didn't mention a word about her past, at least she also said who was catching her, Mori Ogai, the exclusive doctor of the port mafia, he was very prosperous in Yokohama, I heard that Active as an information dealer.

Information dealer? Long Ye showed a trace of disgust in his eyes.

What a dishonest profession.

The time quickly pointed to nine o'clock, and Bai Lan's plane arrived at twelve o'clock in the noon, calculating the time, it was almost time to go out.

What he didn't know was that his every move was being watched by others. Saiki Kusuo sat at the desk, his pupils squeezed to the corners of his eyes.

clairvoyance!

The car was running on the expressway, and not far away, the sign of Narita Airport was looming.

The perspective shifts, the Boeing plane is still flying through the clouds, the white-haired boy is sitting in the front row, flipping through the magazine while picking up a few cotton candy flowers, the young man from Italy is imbued with the elegant atmosphere of the romantic city, maybe he is aware of the Peering in the void, Bai Lanjiesuo raised his head seemingly inadvertently, and precisely hooked his lips to Qi Mu Kusuo.

There is a hint of ghostly spirit in the gorgeous smile.

Ahhhhhhhhh, Saiki Kusuo cut off the video expressionlessly, it's really troublesome.

The airport did not wait for a while, and people came out. No one in the whole hall was more conspicuous than Bai Lan. Long also raised his hand and greeted in Italian: "Bai Lan, here."

"Long time no see, Brother Long Ye." The rippling tone and the intimate address made Long Ye raise his eyebrows in surprise, and then Bai Lan smiled lightly, "You are still the same, nothing has changed."

He spoke in Japanese, with a strangely exotic accent in his enunciation: "And, as always, ... special."

Long also thought that he might not be able to distinguish Japanese words, so he took the initiative to pull Bai Lan's suitcase, and asked kindly: "Do you remember me, Mr. Bai Lan? You were only this old when I left Italy." I compared the size with my free hand.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he cut to the chase: "I heard from my aunt that you came here for a cultural inspection. What is your destination? The sights in Tokyo were all newly built in the 78s. To be honest, we still have to go to Kyoto for historical sites. There is Oda in Nagoya." Nobunaga's tower, do you know Oda Nobunaga?"

"I know~" Bai Lan said with a rippling ending, "I am very interested in the history of Japan. Although it is a remote and small country, it has brewed an excellent culture." She took out a bag of cotton Tang, pinching the soft body of Tang with his right hand, said, "It's the same with people."

The mafia godfather who was born in a small town is so interesting.

"If you want to travel to Kyushu, you can tell me, I believe you are very independent." Long Ye said, "If you live in the Tokyo area, you can stay at my house," he took care, "Remember to send me a message when you go out .”

"Good~"

"And." His voice suddenly sank a few degrees. Bai Lan was behind Long Ye, and all he could see was his tall and straight back like a green pine. Separate the light and dark sides.

"Please don't take the initiative to look for danger." The tone was not serious, and it was even a little soft when it fell on the pinna, "You understand what I mean, Mr. Bai Lan, children who are worry-free should learn to avoid some areas."

Wow--

The smile in Bai Lan's eyes deepened: "Oh, do you mean the time of the devil?"

"No, of course not." Long Ye turned his head, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I mean the custom shop."

"Although you are a student from Italy, please follow the Japanese law. Minors cannot enter custom places."

……

Bai Lan is very mobile. After placing his luggage on his front feet, he plans to go out on his back feet. He lightly waved the film camera in his hand, and the smile on his mouth has never faded since he saw Ryuya: "I heard that Sensoji Temple at night is beautiful. I'm going to take some pictures."

"Do you want me to go with you, Mr. Bai Lan?"

"I don't want it, Brother Longye, let's do your own thing." The brilliance in his eyes was fleeting, and the lines of crescent buds were bent to cover the dark thoughts, "I will never disturb you~"

The first thing to do when going online is to open the strategy panel. Nakahara Chuya and Akutagawa Gin are both very healthy, and Yosano and Yosano ate well according to his instructions, and Shirase and Yuxing—

Shirase Tetsu

Health: 82

Pomelo apricot:

Health: 85

If the value is not lower than 80, it proves that the two have not suffered major injuries. I am afraid that hunger and exhaustion caused the temporary value drop. The seller needs to ensure the quality of the goods, so he will not treat boys and girls harshly.

At the beginning of the game, Long also found an encrypted file in the computer, which recorded a small thing done by the predecessor: when the leader of the port mafia was at his craziest, he issued a shocking order to kill all the red-haired children in Yokohama overnight, " The team he belonged to was in charge of carrying out this task, and the kind-hearted man secretly released a few of them, but when he came to visit those children, he found that two of them had disappeared for no reason.

Some gangs used the port mafia as a cover to fish in troubled waters and started the business of abducting and trafficking children.

The previous summary is the key to unlocking the new plot. At the end of the document, the method and time of transporting the goods are thoughtfully recorded, by sea, once every seven days.

"By the way, Oda." There was a click sound behind him, and Oda Tsukuru opened the door and came in, "The predecessor of Yokohama Port is the port left over from the war, right?"

"? Exactly."

"Are there any military projects around here?"

"There is an air-raid shelter in the warehouse area." He pulled out his chair and sat down. "It's underground in the Griffin Society's drug warehouse."

Long also sincerely thanked: "Thank you, it was a great help..." After receiving the beautifully made map from Oda Sakunosuke, Long also put a system elf label on him, which is a very useful npc.

The medicine warehouse of Griffin Corporation is only 15 meters away from the low-quality consumables of the port mafia in a straight line. With the lingering moisture, he was stripped of his coat and curled up in a corner, coughing heart-piercingly from time to time.

You need to wear a coat to activate the ability Rashomon, and the "non-barking mad dog" in the slums is like a pitiful and weak puppy.

Shirose looked at him, feeling the pleasure of revenge: "People with supernatural powers are also in such a mess." He said with a half-smile, "No matter how powerful you are, you will be locked up with me?"

"You are not qualified to say that you are waiting for the king of sheep to come to rescue you." Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes were full of contempt, "What an ugly gesture, wagging his tail and begging for protection from others, and at the same time showing off his tongue. Don't you have any shame?"

"Huh?" Shirase was irritated, his face was dyed red from the neck, and his voice raised an octave, "What do you know, if it weren't for me and Yang, that guy wouldn't be here at all. If you live here, even if you are taught literacy, after enjoying the protection of sheep for so many years, isn’t it normal to pay back?”

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't bother to talk to him, the cough gradually subsided, he changed his position and curled up peacefully: "Whatever you want." He said, "The face of jealousy is really ugly."

[Shirose Tetsu blackening value +5]

Long also stared at the updated panel, thoughtful. During this time, Shirase's blackening value has soared, approaching the 60 mark. Among the currently triggered strategy characters, he is the one who understands best.

Long Ye still remembers the first time he attended class and asked the three of them to write their names on the white paper. Zhongye’s upright handwriting landed steadily in the center of the paper, followed by Youxing, who wrote [Zhongyuan Zhongye] Under their own huddled names.

Only Shirase, after hesitating for a long time, wrote the crooked and loose words [Birase Zhe] on the edge of the paper.

The leader, the dependent, the rebel with low self-esteem.

——As long as you write your name on the back at the beginning, it’s fine, as long as you don’t look directly at the sun, why bother to harbor jealousy like venom in a dark corner.

Is there anything wrong with living mediocrely and happily?

An Helong also thought that he was obliged to pass on such principles to students in an individualized manner.

For this, he needs to crush Shirase's humble self-esteem.

It's better for him.