Group Pet Career in Yokohama

Liberty Pavilion.

"Uncle, please have three servings of spicy curry, two servings of coconut milk..."

As if thinking of something, Hill turned to ask the taciturn man in white on the right. "Hey, I forgot to ask you sir, do you have any taste preference?"

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko." He stared at Hill for a while, and then said lightly to the owner of the inner kitchen: "Is there any bamboo shoot rice?"

"Yes, what do you think of the newly improved bamboo shoot curry rice? It combines the traditional Japanese style with some Indian characteristics."

"Ah."

"Please wait a moment." The chubby boss immediately turned to cook rice.

Hill sat on the middle seat in front of the bar, and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko also sat down at another seat.

Shinji then sat on Hill's other side.

"Hill sauce, who is this kid?" the boss asked while cooking curry.

"Well, this child is Shinji..." After explaining the specific situation to him, Hill showed a sweet smile, "So I will ask the boss to take care of you before Oda Tsukuru comes back tomorrow."

"Oh, it's a trivial matter, the child is very well-behaved at first glance." The boss said with a smile.

In fact, I was still a little sad for his experience, but I didn't show my emotions because I was afraid that the children would feel more uncomfortable because of their sensitivity. I turned around and took out three bottles of marble soda, and gave each of them a bottle.

"Please use it, as the uncle invites you."

"Thank you, uncle." Shinji thanked timidly.

"Then Mr. Shibusawa, let me introduce myself—I'm Hill." Hill put his elbows on the edge of the table, cupped his chin in both hands, and chatted: "I have to say that Yokohama is very dangerous now...you come here Is there something to do?"

This really made Hill very curious, he felt like he was looking for something all the time.

"Well, that's okay." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko pushed aside the soda in his hand, and said to the boss, "Please bring me a glass of water."

It seems that he does not like to drink carbonated drinks.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere in the store was very calm, or the city had a platform for him to explore, and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko also had something to confide in, he took a sip of water and said, "To be precise, I want to find something. "

"Looking for something that pleases you? Maybe something unexpected."

"..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't know how Hill knew.

He was silent for a while and still asked: "How do you know?"

"Well, to be precise, it's the feeling. It feels like you're bored now, and I sometimes feel the same," Hill said, then became listless, and couldn't help but tell her little story. Annoyance: "When I can't find more new and interesting people, or I stay in one place for a long time, I will feel very boring. Although there are interested people around me now, I still want to find something to break this status quo Ah~"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko paused for a moment when he drank water, and even had the illusion of a sudden realization, but it was an indescribable feeling to ask him what he knew specifically.

Do you think there is something that can break this situation... He thought.

Said the dead mouse—Yokohama might find what he was looking for.

All along, he has been killing the supernatural beings to obtain the supernatural crystals. He thought that he did this just to comfort himself in his boring life. There will be a sense of fulfillment, which is why he came to Yokohama.

In fact, he didn't know what he was looking for.

It's just that the moment when the supernatural crystals appeared in his collection cabinet, just at that moment - he was so empty that he couldn't resolve it.

So is there any factor missing to break this routine?

...what's missing?

Like slipping through a net that can't be sifted through, he is now confused and doesn't know what to do, and even feels a little anxious.

Hill got up to reach the bottle opener far away, but because of his short hands and the distance was relatively far away, he couldn't reach it.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko noticed, and he reached out and took the bottle opener without standing up, and handed the things in his hand to Hill with a calm expression.

"Ah, thank you Shibusawa-san." Hill gave him a grateful smile and pried open both his and Shinji's soda bottles.

Bubbles exploded in the blue glass bottle, revealing a cool breath.

"If..." He frowned, changed his previous indifference and probed: "You can't find someone you are interested in, how do you deal with yourself?"

"Ah? This... It's still a matter of thinking." Hill tapped his chin with his fingertips, and pondered: "Speaking of it, I have to lament the magical characteristics of human beings. Human beings have the impossibility of other creatures because of their extremely high complexity. Everything I have, like the nursery seedlings that I thought would bloom small wild chrysanthemums, turn colorful in spring, because every external breeze and inner awakening will dye them with different characteristics..."

Just like Oda, it is a living example.

"And because human beings are all-encompassing... After all, human life is a process of being shaped while transforming nature and society. Constantly changing and even existing at the same time, this kind of development that is diametrically opposed to what I expected makes me think...human beings are really interesting!"

Another example is that Tanaka-kun, who has been working hard for the Hong Kong gangsters all his life, suddenly betrayed the organization when the Hong Kong gangsters rose up. After several investigations, it was Dazai Osamu who finally found out his identity. People didn't focus on investigating him because of the subconscious of "Tanaka-kun is so loyal to the organization that he will not betray".

"So just observe carefully... Maybe you will find unexpected surprises after a while~"

Uh, did you talk a lot, but sure enough, when you talk about something you are interested in, you can’t stop, like eating sweets, Hill waited for a while and didn’t hear Shibusawa Tatsuhiko’s reply, so he turned his head and looked he.

I saw Ryuhiko Shibusawa looking at the glass in front of him as if he had an epiphany, thinking quietly, as if everything around him no longer existed, and he was already in his own world.

Hill didn't bother him anymore.

While cooking the curry, the boss said with emotion to himself: "Sure enough, Hill-chan's thinking is different from that of ordinary children...not only seeing things, but also seeing people very clearly."

...the things I am interested in are also unique.

After a while, three servings of curry were ready and served.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko picked out the bamboo shoots in the bowl. The bamboo shoots looked young and tender. They should be new shoots in winter. There was only a little red chili powder on them, which should not be too spicy. He picked one up and put it in his mouth.

...? ! !

The sudden spicy stimulus exploded from his taste buds, as violent as nuclear fission.

With tenacious will, he endured it for a while—but after three seconds, he still coughed violently uncontrollably.

"Cough cough...!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko HP-2000

He felt his throat and windpipe were about to cough up.

"What's wrong? Mr. Shibusawa?" Hill looked at him with concern.

"Ah, I accidentally choked on it." He forcibly suppressed the discomfort, making his complexion extremely calm like ripples that were forcibly covered, and looked a little stiff when he looked carefully.

Oh, it turned out to be choking.

Hill looked at his side face, the corners of his eyes were bright red like cherry smudges, and there was a touch of water color, which matched his extremely fair complexion, and the lines of his eyebrows and eyes were actually a bit delicate... Sure enough, Mr. Shibusawa's complexion was too fair, right? ?

That's why the facial reaction was so violent after being choked.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko swallowed the bamboo shoots alive like a bomb that was constantly exploding, so his throat was burning all the way to his stomach, he silently put down his chopsticks, and calmly drank the whole glass of water in one gulp.

Originally, he thought that the spicy curry recommended by Hill, a young girl, should not be too spicy, and he himself is not a person who can't eat spicy food... But he didn't expect the spicy level to be so intense.

Let's be honest...it's not at all what normal people eat.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: Thank you, I was deceived :)

Shinji took a big mouthful of curry and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Ahem... ah..." He coughed violently in the next second, and cried loudly while coughing.

The boss shook his head, obviously because he was a child, he still put in half of the chili.

"Did you choke Shinji too?" Hill asked suspiciously, helping him smooth his back that was trembling violently due to coughing, and ordered him a cup of warm milk, and it took a while to see how he reacted When I got strong, I said helplessly: "Although it is delicious...but don't eat it in such a hurry."

Hearing that Shinji heard something unbelievable, he suddenly raised his red face and stared at Hill sadly: "Sister Hill lied to—people! This is not a level of spiciness that children can accept!!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko drank the carbonated soda. Although the soda was a bit irritating to him and he didn't like it, it could relieve some of the spiciness. When he heard Shinji's words, he felt a little emotional:

That level of spiciness is unacceptable even for adults...

But he didn't realize at all that as Bai Qilin, who is well-known on the blacklists of dangerous people in various countries, with his intolerant and somewhat arrogant temper, after thinking that he was being tricked--he would definitely not let the other party feel better of.

Afterwards, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko continued to talk to Hill intentionally or unintentionally, and Hill finally met someone who could open up her conversation and have a common topic, and he was very happy to communicate with him.

Even when they said goodbye, the two left each other's contact information.

After returning to the apartment, the well-mannered young man with round glasses did not relax, but put his hands in various places in the apartment to read the memories of these items, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no deviation. A small safe was cut out from the floor gap under the sofa.

He took out a very simple communication device from it. The radio waves of this government-made communication device are mixed with superpowers, so ordinary signal interference devices cannot be eavesdropped or intercepted, so as to facilitate the transmission of information by special spies like them.

"Chief."

"Ango-kun, did the port mafia keep the promise?"

"Please rest assured that they have not violated the regulations at present."

Also because of the need to back up the death and recovery rates of Hong Kong gangsters, his workload has increased several times - he has to record several times he is cured, so he spends almost all night every day, looking at the two huge dark circles on his face just know.

"That's good. It seems that the underground doctor Mori Ogai is honest...how is Bai Qilin?"

Hearing this, Ango Sakaguchi frowned, and said in great doubt: "Bai Qilin's actions... are completely different from what we expected before, hunting people with abilities indiscriminately."

Although it is still extremely high-profile, it can be called a life harvester for supernatural beings, but it has become more restrained than before.

"...He is like a hunter in the dark, and each time he only hunts in a small area... Like screening or trials, about a hundred people with supernatural powers actually died in his hands, and it is not expected There are many, and a small number of survivors survived, although they are half dead."

So the only thing that surprised him was this: the supernatural being survived from that person's hands.

"..." The head of the Supernatural Secret Service Division over there paused, and said, "I know Mr. Anwu, please be careful to hide your identity in the future, and reduce contact for now."

Sure enough, the news about Bai Qilin's abnormality was not fabricated by the government officials to cover up their decision-making mistakes. In other words, is it true that the "Bai Qilin" is still controllable?

His former boss, Ms. Tsujimura, had always wanted to find a chance to get rid of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko before retiring, but she was always under the pressure of "using Shibusawa Tatsuhiko as a state secret weapon to deal with those who reduce the abilities of other countries". A faction of high-ranking people obstructed, so the report submitted has not received a response.

Although Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and his Ability Secret Service Division disagreed with the dispatch this time, due to orders...

Looking at it now, even though he was slapped in the face, it was a good thing... He thought with satisfaction—it can not only attack the illegal forces in Yokohama, but also not lose control and do things to the extreme.

So what happened, or who——made that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko change his behavior?To be honest, he really wanted to send a pennant to the other party.

On a certain street in Yokohama, an old man who had always been energetic even at the moment of death still did not give up and climbed up from the edge of the gradually liquefied ground. Even at the age of dying in the wind, his wrinkled eyes Still shining brightly with the brilliance of life.

He kept struggling, struggling...to make a final struggle with his own supernatural power.

He can't give up and doesn't want to.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko observed the whole process from the corner of the station, and then slowly walked out of the alley. He stood in front of the old man and looked down at him, hesitantly said: "I remember you are a cadre of the port mafia?"

He frowned slightly: "Although the way you struggle and refuse to admit defeat is indeed a bit exciting, but..."

He was a little regretful: "It's a pity that you are too old, and you can no longer support you to change your destiny even more amazingly, that is to say——you have reached this point."

Da Zuo finally exhausted his last bit of strength, and his whole body slowly sank into the liquefied ground powerlessly.

Seeing that the ground has already covered his mouth and nose.

However, Shibusawa Ryuhiko said lightly again: "...But you still have the last trace of value."

As soon as the words fell, the gloomy thick fog that surrounded them, as well as the supernatural ability that resembled the image of the chief with red crystals on the top of their heads disappeared together.

Da Zuo reluctantly manipulated the ability that had already returned to drag him back, lying on the ground that had returned to the hard ground, unable to utter a word, he could only breathe heavily.

Then Tatsuhiko Shibusawa carefully placed the exquisitely packaged square box beside him, leaving only a faint sentence, "Please hand it over to Hill for me."

Then he left directly.

The Colonel, who was lying on the ground, stared at the box next to his cheek in astonishment, his heart was filled with incomparable absurdity, and he couldn't recover for a long time.