I'm such a big son

Crouching in the corner of the back seat of the car the whole time, the black-haired boy who was rubbed on the head to comfort him and then slapped him a lesson raised his hand between his brows and squeezed it, with a look of lovelessness.

——Obviously he should be dead, jumping down from the top of the PortMafia building, the interlaced scenes of wind and revolving lanterns finally freeze into a sigh called "regret".

At the height of skyscrapers, there is no possibility of surviving anyway... However, why does the pain caused by fractures when you open your eyes, and even if your body shrinks and time goes backwards, why do you still have to be panicked by someone who is rare even for him? Catch the "super power" person?

Lantang's strength is really too strong.Had it not been for Zhongyuan Zhongye's difficult cooperation, they would have given up their lives already.Even so, it was a tragic victory. He didn't know how long he hadn't faced such a deadly threat.

But... this supernatural spy from Europe... turned out to be a beautiful woman with a delicate face and a cold expression?It seems...something...isn't right!

In contrast, the boy Oda Saku who drives as well as a member of the black organization next door and the little boy Slug who went to school obediently don't seem so strange!

That's great, with Oda Tsukuru still alive, and Rando who seems to have chosen to be a protector rather than a predator, this world seems kinder than others.

……

The quasi-cadre of the assassination team returned from another mission, and everyone in PortMafia was almost numb to her efficiency.After submitting the report routinely, the leader called him outside the bedroom and asked a few words. The old man's voice was taunting to his ears.

"Mr. Lantang, I heard that you have picked up another child. This time it looks a bit like you?"

The chief would never ask unnecessary questions, and Rimbaud answered calmly with his head down: "Yes, it's kind of like that."

In fact, it's not like it at all, she can't give birth to a cub like Osamu Dazai, it's too scary!

If I have to say it, it is probably that the feeling of indifference and resignation in the eyes is somewhat similar, except that Rimbaud is struggling to live, and Dazai is struggling to die.

Laughter, coughing, and panting were mixed together, and soon Dr. Sen's voice of admonishing and suggesting medication was clearly heard by people outside through the crack of the door.

After a while, the door opened, and the current leader of PortMafia, who hadn't seen him for a long time, ordered: "Let them all in."

The "they" probably refers to the three people standing outside in a row.So Rimbaud walked in the front, followed by two tails, one red and one black.

The leader, who looked as if he was dehydrated, was sitting on a chair that symbolized authority and status, and a man in a white doctor's coat stood on his left.

Mori Ogai gained the trust of the old man at an incredible speed.Nowadays, he is responsible for conveying countless orders within the organization, just like the treatment of the leader's confidant—God knows how long it has been since he joined PortMafia.

Although the leader's direct descendants are still wary of this person, the old man has a lot of trust in this seemingly gentle and down-to-earth doctor... Maybe it's because of the rather useless supernatural power of the other party.Although it is a humanoid life form, when it is released, it turns out to be a weak and harmless young girl with blond hair, which can only be kept as an ornament, and it is useless at all.

Dr. Sen took a playful look at the new face that Rimbaud brought in. This black-haired boy with one eye covered gave him a sense of familiarity when he saw himself in the past.

Miss Rimbaud really likes to pick up children, and she has a good eye.

Standing in the center of the room, Rimbaud first saluted the leader, his eyes gliding past Mori Ogai, and then down to the ground.

The doctor gave no order to attack, and she remained patient and lurked.

Unexpectedly, the incumbent leader who walked back and forth a few times on the death line patted the decorative ball on the top of the Roman column, looked at his quasi-cadres and at the two teenagers behind "him", pointing to the black-haired The one opened his mouth and said:

"It's really similar. Are you sure this cub was not born secretly with a woman? Hahahaha...cough cough cough cough!" The old man consciously made a funny joke, laughing himself until he coughed and panted.

No one in the room thought it was funny except himself.

——Mr. Lan Tang still looked silent, and the black-haired boy secretly looked at him in "horrified" and "curious", um, he has already entered the scene.

Oda Sakunosuke obviously took this seriously. He frowned and carefully studied the similarity of the facial features of the two before, silently suspecting that the new kid might look like his mother... No, "Mr. Lantang" is actually Rimbaud" miss", so he should be like father?

etc!The age doesn't seem to match...

Mori Ogai studied Rimbaud's expression with great interest, and confirmed that she was actually distracted, so he clenched his fists, coughed, coughed and laughed loudly to support the current leader.

"Hahaha, umm. Mr. Lan Tang is really a serious person, it seems that the task has been completed well?"

Rimbaud had already taken off his hat when he walked in, and followed the respectful etiquette with a slightly blunt report: "At x in the police station at x, Tsurumi District, all living things were wiped out."

The leader who had already received the news from the intelligence team was naturally satisfied.

"That's right, it's done beautifully. I just like Mr. Lan Tang, a subordinate who doesn't bargain for conditions, and doesn't compromise on the results of his work."

"I heard you knew Dr. Sen when you were on Radium Street?"

The old man put his hands on the table and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Rimbaud replied honestly as if he had no nerve at all: "Yes, chief. Mr. Sen once treated my second son's lung disease."

"Oh, it's because of the children... Mr. Lantang doesn't kill women and children? This is troublesome."

"I really want to see the corpses of a family of ordinary civil servants named 'Sakaguchi' these days, three of them, including his wife and son."

There was silence in the room, and the four eyes focused on the black-haired "man" with his head bowed.

This subordinate is obedient, but he is still a little lonely. The old man who feels that his body has gradually recovered recently feels that he needs to spend some energy to tame "him".

An invisible and inexplicable force is gradually boiling in the space.

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows with his back turned to his patient, secretly thinking about what conditions he should ask her in exchange if his subordinates asked for help, and the remaining two teenagers were gloating and the other was worried.

After all, there are only two honest people in a room who cherish each other, and the others are all watching the show and preparing to fish in troubled waters.

After a while, a deep and cold voice sounded: "Yes, leader."

Mr. Lan Tang put on his hat and was about to leave, but the old man who was sitting on the chair suddenly added, "Your deputy, I am very dissatisfied. A disobedient child, has he been supported for nothing all this time!" He He glanced at the red-haired boy who also lowered his head, "Maybe he can help you complete this task as a partner."

Rimbaud glanced at him from under the brim of his hat, and replied paradoxically, "Understood."

I understand, this old man is definitely tired of working for nothing, and he frequently challenges everyone's bottom line and patience.

Trampling the dignity and faith of others under his feet, it seems that this leader can't wait to retire.

Mr. Lan Tang left with his deputy and "disciple", leaving the black coat behind him, and only three of them walked out of the palpitating aura abruptly.

"It's better to be young!"

The old man squinted his eyes and leaned on the chair as if exhausted, coughing and panting, still refusing to let go of the majestic and authoritative Roman column in his hand: "Doctor, send me an order to dispatch all the Black Lizard and the guerrillas. Yokohama , is PortMafia's Yokohama, I don't want to see any stumbling stones and miscellaneous fish here, and I will dispose of them all."

Dr. Sen cared about him for a long time, finally persuaded the patient to lie down on the bed, and then hurried to the storage cabinet to prepare the medicine for him.

His fingers slid across a row of medicines, and there was an unconcealable light in his purple eyes.

The time has almost come.

Mr. Lan Tang had to work hard, and recently he could only ask "him" to work more overtime.

Is this also impossible...

On the other side, Rimbaud took the two teenagers back to the office, and she sent Oda Sakunosuke to call the cadres of the intelligence team to ask for information about the Sakaguchi family. The hat and coat were thrown on the hanger at the door.

Like a naughty boy, the black-haired boy moved a high stool and squatted opposite her, pointing to the black top hat curiously.

"Mr. Lan Tang, Mr. Lan Tang, that hat looks very old, why not get a new one?"

Rimbaud glanced at the crooked hat on the coat rack and replied patiently: "It was given to me by my teacher. This hat symbolizes a 'senator'."

——One of the 76 members of the "Paris Commune", and the reason why she was able to leave Country F alive in the end.

"Okay...it's true that you don't lose your hair if you always wear a hat?"

"No, men from country F don't need to worry about their hairline."

Bald in the morning and bald in the evening is bald, just calm down.

"Hey, can I go to school like Chuuya and the others? Please~big sister~"

This time he responded with a bullet that grazed a bullet embedded in the wall above his head: "Be quiet!"

Probably Oda told him the names of the children in his family. This kid is really a familiar breed who doesn't want to be beaten. No wonder Chuya chased him to his house and beat him when he drank too much.

The boy gesticulated on his mouth obediently, as if zipping a zipper.

At this time, Ms. Hongye sent her subordinates to send the information, and by the way, someone sent a message to "greeting" why Mr. Lantang hasn't gone to hell yet.

The "man" seems to smile generously and doesn't take it to heart, and plays the affectionate male supporting role vividly.

"The Sakaguchi family...?"

According to the archives, Mr. Sakaguchi is an official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he is indeed an ordinary civil servant.

But Rimbaud knew that his son, the gentle boy in the photo today, Ango Sakaguchi, will be one of the directors of the supernatural spy department in the future, a professional infiltrating investigator, referred to as "undercover" or "two or five boys".

Rimbaud didn't have the slightest psychological barrier to kill Mr. Sakaguchi.Her eyes wandered to Mrs. Sakaguchi and the identical mole on the corners of the mouths of her son, lost in thought.

"Jeanna, my proud daughter, you should be like a gale, like a fire thief, free to pursue what you want to explore, an existence that has broken through the limits of human imagination."

On the guillotine, the last speeches of members of the "Paris Commune" announced to the world that the revolution in pursuit of freedom will never stop.Even if it is destroyed, the light left by the human soul will always be like a shooting star that lights up the sky, shining in the brain while meeting the eyes.

In order to stick to that belief, people can choose to put down the bloody muzzle, or they can choose to remove obstacles on the pilgrimage.

Both kind and terrifying, probably this is the original face of human nature.