Collision at the Grave of the Winery [Comprehensive]

Mori Ogai has been suffering from insomnia for nearly 20 years. Every night, he always sleeps and wakes up, wakes up and sleeps again. A slight sound, even the sound of a needle falling, can wake him up.

The same is true today.

"Rin Taro, you can't sleep again?" Alice, who was sitting on the ground with her doll in her arms, was illuminated pale by the moonlight outside the window. With big eyes, he stared straight at Mori Ogai: "Are you thinking about Little Jasmine?"

"...Was there a night I didn't think about her? Alice-chan." Sitting up tiredly, Mori Ogai casually glanced at the gorgeous wall clock hanging high on the wall, great, 02:30 , a time to say it's not too late, and it's too early to say: "I dreamed of her again."

"..."

"Actually, I didn't know anything when the plane exploded. I even received a phone call from the airline afterward. I didn't know anything when Jasmine died."

Different from usual times, facing Alice's disgusting and sticky voice during the day is normal at this moment, while Alice sitting by the side is silent for a few seconds, the color on her body gradually becomes transparent, and finally becomes obvious again At that time, it was already a completely different hair color and eye color.

The tablet's comfort sounds a little stiff, and Alice is not usually the person who can say such things. The little girl at this moment has the same appearance as the young Mori Mori, and it looks like time travels back to the past. The little princess stood alive in front of Sen Ou again: "Little Jasmine will not blame you."

"...I know." Mori Ogai hoarse voice, paused for a long time: "She has always been a good girl."

"But I dreamed of her again, and she cried and said it hurts."

This kind of thing cannot be comforted by others, and the only Alice present is even Mori Ogai's own ability, which means that it is impossible for Mori Ogai, who actually wants to blame himself, to be in such a situation. walk out.

Although he didn't want to come out at all.

There was a frightening silence in the dark room. Alice, who had the same appearance as Mori, stood silently for a long time before disappearing from the scene. When she reappeared the next moment, she was holding a stack of thick data of.

The girl handed the information to Mori Ogai, which was densely written with countless small letters, and the only thing that seemed to be the center of the whole article was a slightly enlarged title: [The new leader of the Black Organization, Tennessee Whiskey].

"It's true, since you can't sleep, let's work." Mori Ogai pursed his lips, grabbed the pile of documents and stood up, as if holding his own lifeline, he turned on the lights in the room indifferently, For the first time, there was no expression on the face that had always been wearing a false smile, and the thick hatred wrapped around him like black sludge, like the deepest darkness, with no end in sight.

"The former leader passed on the position of leader to the current leader, but it is suspected that Tennessee Whiskey took the position of leader through a series of means such as assassination." Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows: "This is quite similar to me──If this The speculation is true."

He casually threw the first half of the documents into the paper bag like he was throwing away some garbage: "Karasuma Renye, that old bastard has lived for 100 years, a 20-year-old girl Finding his place and making it work, no kidding."

"It's really beautiful to think about running away after pushing a dead ghost out." Mori Ogai sneered, his voice seemed to be whispering to himself: "Whether it's this Tennessee whiskey, Karasuma Renye, or rum— ─None of them will live.”

Mori Ogai took a few steps, and took off a hanging picture from the wall. There was a safe hidden behind the wall, but he returned to the table with the hanging picture, and took off the frame of the hanging picture, revealing the inside Hidden mysteries.

The little girl with long black hair had a sweet smile, her olive green eyes were exactly the same as her mother's, and although her small facial features hadn't grown yet, she could tell that she was a beauty embryo. In the photo, Mori Ogai was obviously being pulled by the little girl in her arms, but he was not at all unhappy. The smile on his face could almost pass through the gap of time to this dark and deserted room. among.

"...Everyone, don't even think about living."

"This is the little girl, Jasmine Mori."

Mori Ogai didn't know how he was able to resist not having an attack on the spot, but he had endured this matter for several days, and it would not be a problem to endure it for a few more hours.

Of course Mori Ogai knew that the girl who called herself Mori Mori was not his child. Given the special status of the port mafia in Yokohama and the balance between supernatural organizations, he did learn from his opponent, Yukichi Fukuzawa. There I got some information about [Parallel World].

This young girl could indeed match all the things he remembered with Jasmine, but the subtle personality issues were not missed by this thoughtful port mafia leader.

His Mori Mori has always been aggressive, stubborn and extremely stubborn, and will do whatever she decides to do even if her head is broken.

But the [Sen Moli] in front of her is different, she seems a little...too weak, she can't hide anything from others when she lies, and cowardly dodges Mori Ogai's temptation.

This face──had a sense of strange familiarity, as if Mori Ogai had seen it somewhere before.

"Rintaro..."

"she is not."

"Then—"

"Not urgent."

This kind of charade-like dialogue happened between Mori Ogai and Alice. From the last word, it can be felt that the leader of Hong Kong gangsters has completely recovered from the shock of seeing Mori Mori, and from this I got the answer I wanted in the matter.

Mori Mori of the parallel world is Mori Mori of the parallel world, and has nothing to do with him or Mori Ogai of this world.

It was his little Jasmine who grew up in the palm of his hand with full of anticipation, and it was his little Jasmine who would stutter and call him daddy for the first time, and would ride on his shoulders to domineeringly. It was still his little Jasmine.

It was not the impostor who was standing in front of him right now, enjoying protection as a matter of course.

Mori Owai hid the coldness in his eyes, and retracted his hand on Mori Moli's body without a trace, and then took a step forward: "I have long admired the new leader of the black-clothed organization──you say Is that so, Miss Emiya?"

Natsuyu Emiya, this name was inadvertently called out by Chuya Nakahara, one of the five cadres under Mori Ogai, when he was doing arms deals with the Black Organization, and it was also handed over to Mori Ogai's desk as information However, the strange thing is that no matter how many spies the port mafia sends, the photos they take will always be blurred, as if the other party has some ability that can prevent him from being captured by the photos forever.

So until now, Mori Ogai doesn't know what Emiya Natsuyu looks like, and even when seeking revenge, the new leader of the black organization is cautiously wearing a mask.

"Boss Sen is really capable, but I'm here to settle private matters, and I hope Chief Sen won't interfere—after all, we all know whether this woman is your daughter or not, don't we?" Xia You on the other side sneered Opening her mouth, Dazai Osamu, who was standing behind her, blinked, with a hint of helplessness in his kite-colored eyes.

Xia You was angry, very angry, very angry, super angry.

However, it seemed that he was not angry with Ogai, but vented his anger doubled to Mori Mori who dared to face her own identity to recognize relatives, and even lured people here, so that Xia felt like a pig's heart.

Osamu Dazai's previous slight playful mood has also been exhausted. The 15-year-old girl in front of him hides timidly behind Mori Ogai, looking like a dodder in urgent need of protection. Standing in front, even because of Xia You, who can't see his face clearly because of his magic, is like an aggressive evil villain, who looks like he can't be unreasonable.

He suddenly felt bored.

There was one person standing in front of Xia who withstood all the pressure, like an invincible goddess of victory, proudly holding up her crown, even if her identity was taken by her in another world, she still calmed down. Calmly fighting in the ring with his long-lost biological father.

The goddess of victory is indeed very good, but Osamu Dazai never liked to follow Emiya Natsuyu.

In fact, the entire Chaldea hates this situation, because for them—whether they are commanders or heroic spirits—Emiya Natsu's identity far surpasses the word "Master" and reaches the family. high.

Family members, like friends, are companions who will always stand side by side.

"Have you already said enough meaningless words?" Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and pressed Xia You's shoulder. Xia You, who was standing alone in front of him before, approached a warm body beside him. He was never serious. At this moment, the young man stood in front of her with cold eyebrows: "The leader of our family can't be bullied by you Hong Kong gangsters."

Xia You, who was stopped behind Osamu Dazai, blinked blankly. Her tear glands, which had always been strong all along, suddenly became sore along with her nose. She blinked violently so as not to really cry.

After holding back the tears, Xia Youcai belatedly realized that she was wearing a mask engraved by magic at the moment, let alone tears, even if her face was covered with blood, I guarantee that no one would be able to see it.

Osamu Dazai, who stood in the front, lowered his eyes a little, narrowed his iris-colored eyes slightly, and fixed his sharp gaze on Mori Mori directly over Mori Ogai.

The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly raised, and a terrifying aura emanated from that slightly icy smiling face, as if he was about to shoot Mori Mori to pieces in the next second.

At this time, it reminds people that Osamu Dazai was not only the youngest of the five major gangsters of the port mafia, but also the most frightening one.

"Private affairs should be settled in private, don't call the adults at home." The kite-colored pupils were like poisonous snakes staring at their prey, and they were slowly crawling towards the enemy who had aroused his vigilance. Spine: "Are you right, Mori...Miss Jasmine?"

The author has something to say: Of course Mori Ogai did not believe Mori Mori, he is not that stupid

It's just that for him, Mori Mori is also a tool that can be used to destroy the black organization and kill Karasuma Renye.

感谢在2020-02-1721:02:44~2020-02-2720:25:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of matt;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!