Group Pet Career in Yokohama

The death of the Kunoki siblings put the inheritance competition between the various organizations in Yokohama on the table. After the disappearance of the Takase Society and the GSS among the original three mafia giants, Hong Kong Black became the target of public criticism, and no organization wanted it to dominate alone.

Therefore, group cooperation has become the best choice for other organizations.

However, suspicion and self-interest make them trust each other as thin as ice, and they face Qin Muchu, double-faced and three-handed, and chaotic disputes ensue.

——It’s been about two months since that dinner party.

This war, which has no name for the time being, has no intention of ending. It seems that it can only be stopped after all the people involved have lost their lives and the only winner is selected...

A round of moon hangs incompletely in the dark red sky, but the orange color looks pale and weak, and seems to be weak and unable to move, and can only stay in the sky, presumably it is also paralyzed by the chilling atmosphere.

On the weather-beaten and destroyed streets, there are ruins and conspicuous bullet marks left behind.

Hill weighed the things he had just packed from the convenience store. The convenience store supermarkets and pharmacies that are still open are protected and shared by various forces, just like the armistice zone deliberately set up in previous wars between countries.

There is no way, if the supply of materials is stopped because of the war, it will be troublesome people like them. Now Yokohama is a place where you can only leave but not enter. No one wants to come and no one dares to come.

Hill was originally treating the wounded on No. [-] Street in the Future District, but then he received a text message from another team and transferred to another street to support another battlefield. Today's work is considered to be over.Now she was going to find Odasaku and Dazai Osamu who were carrying the corpses, and brought them lunch boxes and water along the way.

On the road, I saw a few passers-by who were affected by the flames of war, so I rescued them.

"Thank you... thank you." A couple and their two-year-old daughter bowed repeatedly to Hill.

They originally planned to take their daughter and flee Yokohama on a cruise ship temporarily docked at the port in the dark.It's just that even though I had already collected the information when I came here, I tried to avoid the location of the mafia as much as possible, but unfortunately I still ran into a mafia rush on this road.The husband and wife were directly hit by stray bullets, but the daughter was unscathed under the protection of their bodies, but there was no one to treat them... It didn't matter if they died, but I really couldn't worry about my young daughter.

Fortunately, she was rescued by this little girl passing by, using her magical ability.

"You're welcome, you should take your daughter and leave here as soon as possible." Hill smiled softly, watching them hurriedly get on the bullet-riddled car and leave, a wisp of black smoke silently wrapped around their wheels. They escort.

She just didn't want the people she saved to lose their lives again.

...Although Yuke has been allowed to subtly guide the large and small battles in Yokohama with indescribable objects, trying to prevent them from affecting innocent people who have not yet escaped from Yokohama, but some people are still injured in the ruthless bombardment even death.

Even though she knew it was unavoidable... She tilted her head and asked herself doubtfully: Is this "empathy"?

Ordinary residents aside, the biggest victims of this war are those in the slums and Leibo Street who cannot afford the tickets to leave.

Walked for a few minutes.

Fierce battles could still be heard in the distance, and the smell of blood filled the air. This is the smell that currently represents the entire city, constantly expelling outsiders and local citizens.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

She looked at the flames of war that were gradually shifting in front of her, if she left it alone...

So Meow Dazai on the head jumped to the top of a collapsed wall under her signal, and the black smoke carefully lifted up the whole wall, and at the same time isolated the child below, so that he would not be affected by the negative effects of unknown objects.

It was a little boy, about five or six years old, dust and tears made his face look like a kitten.

"Are you okay? Are you injured?" Hill squatted down, helped him up, and carefully checked his physical condition.

There were only a few minor scrapes, which Hill healed with ease.

Hill was a little worried about how to place the child. With the help of the government, several orphanages were temporarily transferred to other cities. Sending them to the police station is obviously not an option, because some insane organizations are attacking there... robbing weapons and so on .

In the distance, there was a thunderous roar on the empty street, and a hurricane blew past, leaving only a faint afterimage, and the sound came from far to near.

Zhong Yuanzhong also likes the feeling of racing on the road the most. Throwing away gravity, he only enjoys the inertia, cutting the air barrier around his body like a sharp sword.However, the streets that are finally empty enough for racing cars make him feel disappointed.

Tsk, if it's a place full of devastation and dead bodies on the side of the road... it's better to avoid it.

Until he caught sight of a small familiar figure with sharp eyes.

He directly braked the fast-moving motorcycle with his left leg, and his toe drew a spark on the asphalt road.

"Hill? Why are you here?" Nakahara asked.

She waved to him and gestured to the convenience bag in her hand, "Brother Chuya, I'm going to the Yamashita Park to deliver bento boxes to Dazai and Oda Tsukuru."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked displeased at the bumpy road ahead, "There is still a distance, that guy is really good, let you deliver the food."

"Well, I proposed it on my own initiative, because there is no convenience store nearby, and my mission is over for a while, so let's go and have a look... It's not too far away."

"Come up to Hill," he noticed a little boy beside Hill, and asked after a pause, "What's the situation with this child?"

The little boy hid behind Hill in fear. Out of a child's keen nature, he inexplicably felt that the big brother in front of him was very dangerous... Maybe it was because of the strong smell of blood and gunpowder on his body.

"I found it under the collapsed wall." Hill turned his head and calmed his emotions gently, "Hey, what's the name of the little brother?"

Well, although his fear has been relieved just now, as long as the memory does not fade, new negative feelings will continue to emerge.

"...My name is Shinji, Grandpa...Grandpa, he went out yesterday and never came back." As he spoke, his tears spilled again, and he kept rubbing his eyes with his small hands, "I came out today to find Grandpa."

Nakahara was also silent, because he knew that his grandfather was likely to encounter misfortune. Although he knew that such accidents happened every day for the situation in Yokohama, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, they are all innocent people. He clenched his fists tightly, so he must end this killing as soon as possible.

Hill knelt down and rubbed the boy's soft hair: "Come out to find grandpa... Does Shinji have any other family members?"

"No..." Shinji lowered his head in disappointment. Although he is young, he is precocious, and the outside is so dangerous, he can already vaguely realize what happened, but he just doesn't want to believe it.

"Well, how about you follow my sister first? Maybe my sister's friend can help you find grandpa."

...or corpses.

"Huh? Are you going to take him to Dazai? Are you afraid that his soul will be hurt again?" Nakahara Chu also asked doubtfully.

"Haha, brother Zhongye, Dazai is not so bad that even children are bullied..." In the end, she added without confidence: "Shouldn't it?"

"I...I also want to follow my sister." Shinji whispered, otherwise he didn't know who could help him.

After hearing the ins and outs, Oda Saku decided to help the child find his grandfather.

Shinji was startled, then thanked him very happily, and stepped forward a few steps to give him the photo with his grandfather that he had always carried with him.

Sure enough, he was a friend of sister Hill who saved him. This uncle named Odasaku is also a good person.

Odasaku's hands were not very clean, so he quickly took out the handkerchief, took the photo and carefully wrapped it up and put it in his pocket.

Finally, he said with a serious expression: "But Shinji, you have to be prepared for the possibility that your grandfather may no longer be alive."

"……Um."

... As long as I can find Grandpa, he thought so and started crying again.

Seeing his words, Odasaku made the child cry, and was a little at a loss.

Hill took out a tissue and wiped the tears from his cheeks, and praised: "Don't cry, don't cry, you are a brave and good boy."

"Ah, got it, I'll be there right away, you hold on." Nakahara Nakaya put away his phone impatiently and walked towards here, seeing the half of the blood-stained corpse exposed in the truck behind Odasaku, he frowned and reminded:

"Hey, the... behind you is exposed, quickly cover it."

Tsk, don't you notice that there are children here?

"Ah? Oh." Oda Saku quickly wrapped the body tightly in a black bag, "Thank you."

"Chuya, your subordinates urged you to find a place for them again?" Osamu Dazai stretched and got out of the cab of the car, his messy and fluffy hair showed that he had just woken up, "... ...Are you their mother-san? If you want me to say, you should just ask for leave, let them face the wind and rain, and they will probably grow from three to five years old."

"Dazai, are you slacking off to sleep again and leaving work to Odasaku alone?" Hill said dissatisfied.

"No~" He immediately turned his head with a smile on his face, silently not looking at Hill's accusing eyes.

"Dazai is also tired." Odasaku explained for him.

"...You can't always accommodate him, Odasaku." Otherwise, you won't know when you are being teased by him... But since it is Odasaku, you probably won't notice anything even if you are being teased.

"Tsk, you don't need to comment on what my subordinates are like." Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed his hat, "It's better than you being sent here to carry corpses because you are always skipping work and self-defeating."

"...I'm leaving first, Hill." Nakahara Nakaya turned and left after speaking. He still had tasks to do, but he didn't have time to talk nonsense with Osamu Dazai here.

"Oh, goodbye, brother Chuya~"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his back to her and waved his hand, then got on the motorcycle and galloped away.

A vigorous young man.

"Little Hill, I'm so hungry." Osamu Dazai looked sleepy, and his stomach also growled.

"Here are instant bento from a convenience store, and yours is a crab bento!" Hill shook the bag in his hand.

"Oh! You're so sweet, little Hill!" Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes shone with a pica-pika light, and he couldn't wait to get closer to get the bento.

"Wait—" Hill immediately stretched out a hand seriously to block his way forward.

...?

He tilted his head suspiciously.

I saw Hill bent down slowly, put the lunch box under his feet, and then quickly took a few steps back, as if avoiding the plague. After completing this series of actions, he smiled sweetly as if nothing had happened, and pointed to the ground. The bag said: "Please use~"

"It's too much..." Osamu Dazai said with his eyes wide open in disbelief, "The disgust is too obvious! Little Hill!"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it, after all we really stink." Odasaku said lightly.

"The hanging rope of our friendship is about to open~"

"Whoever has friendship with you hangs on the hanging rope..." Hill, who was about to complain about him, immediately thought of a good idea.

As a result, a faint light spot blew by with a breeze, and the two of them immediately looked like new, and they shone brightly for a while.

"Wow! Sister is amazing..." Shinji opened his eyes wide.

"Well, by the way, Hill." Odasaku approached and picked up his bento, "Can you help me take Shinji to the boss first? I can't get away now, and the kid is currently with me. suitable."

"Don't worry, Odasaku." Hill replied, and patted his chest, looking very reliable.

Odasaku squatted down, and gently stroked Shinji's little head, "I'll help you find grandpa, why don't you follow Hill to have a full meal first? The meal made by the boss is delicious, But I recommend the spicy curry."

"Oh~ indeed, the spicy curry is very delicious~" Osamu Dazai interrupted maliciously while putting crab meat in his mouth and leaving only rice.

Hill nodded when he heard the words, and agreed: "Indeed, the spicy curry made by the boss is top-notch."

So Shinji really foolishly believed it, is it really so delicious?

"Ah~" On the way, Hill sighed lightly.

"What's wrong? Sister Hill?" Shinji raised his head.

"It's nothing~ let's go, are you hungry too?" Hill blinked and said.

Although she was no longer tired after walking a long distance, she still didn't want to walk, and she had already walked enough today, so she couldn't help but look at Dazai Nyan in her arms.

Meow?Return to its puzzled eyes.

So Hill wanted to train the little guy into a qualified mount even more eagerly.

"Miss, do you know which restaurants nearby are still open?" The man who passed by them turned around and asked.

Hill stopped in her tracks. In fact, she had noticed him a long time ago, but it wasn't because of his exceptionally handsome appearance or his white clothes and white hair that made his appearance so conspicuous.

It's because of his unusual temperament and strong sense of danger.

But Hill didn't care about this, he just wondered, why did someone who looked like an outsider come to Yokohama at this time?

"I know." Xier Ang looked at him and said obediently: "We are going to eat at a nearby restaurant, big brother, do you want to come together?"

"Well, how does that taste?" The man hesitated.

"I often go there to eat, and the taste is great!" Thinking of Oda Saku, Hill quickly added: "Ah——that's right! I highly recommend the spicy curry."

The man in white tilted his head, thought for a while and asked, "...is it very spicy?"

"It's not spicy for my taste," Hill replied with uncompromising honesty.