I ate at the port Mafia

In terms of specific changes after becoming leaders, the most prominent is that their commuting time to and from get off work has been greatly shortened.

In the past, it took about 10 minutes to get from home to the office.

Now, it only takes a minute or two or even less.

After all, it was only a door away.

Under Kiyose Haruka's black-box operation, Nakahara Chuya's office was also moved from the building next door to the main building, which is located on the lower floor of the chief's room.

No matter what you do, it is very convenient.

In the early morning, in the chief's bedroom dominated by black, the two who had just had a morning exercise were finally willing to turn on the lights.

The gorgeous and heavy silk quilt was lifted, and Nakahara Zhong also sat up first, and picked up the pajamas that had been dropped on the floor last night.

After randomly putting on a pair of pants, he dug out Kiyose Haruka, who was still lingering in the warm bed and refused to get up, and carried her into the bathroom to wash.

Of course, the newly appointed chief’s bedroom will not continue to use the decoration style of the previous generation, not to mention the gap between them and Mori Ogai’s aesthetic style for nearly 20 years.

However, due to the sudden incident, only part of the renovation has been carried out so far, and the bathroom is the first part to complete the renovation.

Different from the dark and gloomy painting style of the bedroom, the decoration of the bathroom adopts a modern design style, among which the Jacuzzi that can accommodate three to four people is particularly prominent.

Lying on the edge of the bathtub, Haruka lazily stretched her limbs, took a gulp of the warm water handed by Zhongya, and then became a little more awake.

"I'm already the leader, shouldn't it be up to me to decide when to go to work?"

He had just woken up and had just performed harmonious exercises, so his voice was slightly hoarse.

While speaking, his slender and slender fingers slid across the shoulders of Nakahara, who had just sat down in the bathtub.

"And just now, Chuya didn't take into account the face of the 'leader' at all."

Yao looked resentful.

How should I put it, Haruka's motivation to become the leader is really full of slots.

Hugging Yao, who had been limp into a puddle of cat cakes in the water, into his arms, Nakahara also held down the cat that wanted to move around, and gently massaged the latter's waist.

"Life and work should be clearly separated. Also, they are the leaders of the organization. Should they be passive and sabotage like they were in the cadre period?"

Lying on Nakaya's shoulder, Haruka silently bit the former's neck, grinding her teeth for a while.

"Zhongye."

"Ok?"

Yao: "I order you, from now on, your role is to be the personal Xiaomi of the leader, you must put me first in all aspects, and you must speak in the tone of a young lady."

Hmph, they are all leaders now, if you don't take advantage of this opportunity to use your power for personal gain, wouldn't it be a waste.

At this time, Yao is the leader Fan Zhuan.

Chuya: ...

"There should be a limit to immaturity! Just take a bath and go to the office to process the documents obediently!"

Not only was the first order of the new leader not carried out, but all of them sternly refused and reprimanded.

Bound by gravity, he changed his clothes, and finally sat on the luxurious office chair modified by Sutra, Kiyose Haruka stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, watching the ruthless cadre change his clothes and leave.

Haruka: It doesn't make sense, is there something wrong with my love plan?

Could it be that the "Miss Nei Bazi" stepped on the thunder?

Thinking about it this way, the leader who just promised to deal with the file seriously turned on the phone, swiped to a certain video and clicked on it.

Inside, Shi Chuya was standing on the steps at the door of the torture room, standing in a delicate figure, with his hands folded in front of him.

'This is not an example~'

Damn, I also want to see such a tempting Chuya with my own eyes!

Nakahara Nakaya, who forgot to wear the choker and returned, just opened the door when he heard a familiar tone.

"Kyose Haruka—!"

Haruka: Oops, I was called by my full name.

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"The lower body is the guerrilla captain directly under the leader, so I should accompany the leader out all the time."

"Huh? Akutagawa, you just want to take this opportunity to meet that bastard Dazai, don't you forget, I'm in charge of protecting the leader now."

After Kiyase Haruka proposed to go out to meet friends, Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakahara Nakahara also applied for accompanying them, and debated in front of Haruka.

In the past, when he was a cadre, he didn't need such a troublesome going out procedure.

Haruka who had already changed into casual clothes: "Can't you ask Mengye to accompany me?"

Shortly after Kiyose Haruka became the leader, Yumeno Hisaku was also promoted to a cadre.

As for Yu Gong, he was also upgraded from a cadre assistant to a leader assistant.

After raising such a question, Haruka was immediately rejected by the guerrilla leader and the cadres unanimously.

Finally experiencing the helplessness of Mr. Mori when he was bullied by him before, Yao walked in front of the two people who were still arguing with a blank expression on his face.

Speaking of which, when Mr. Mori took Alice out to buy skirts, why didn't they see them so actively.

With that in mind, Haruka put his shoulders on both of them.

"Enough is enough. If this continues until tomorrow, there will be no winner or loser. Let's forget it together."

It is estimated that these two people were waiting for this answer. As soon as the words fell, they all restrained their tit-for-tat attitudes, sandwiched Yao in the middle, and walked out.

It stands to reason that receiving such care from his subordinates should be the treatment that all leaders dream of.

But at this moment, Kiyose Haruka, who was being escorted like a prisoner, was in a complicated mood.

He became the leader to enjoy the relationship better, not to be the prisoner.

The dessert shop where the script group often gathers.

Looking at the two generals behind Yao, Edogawa said jokingly, "What, now Yao-kun has to bring bodyguards when he goes out?"

Compared with Luanbu's teasing, the smile of Osamu Dazai who was also skipping work next to him froze.

The tall and thin young man silently shrank behind Atsushi Nakajima who was dragged by them to be a coolie.

Miscalculated.

Pulling out the chair and sitting next to Ranpo, Haruka said, "Ranbu-kun, didn't you bring Nakajima-kun with you?"

"Chuya, sit next to you."

The small tables for four are already full.

"beside?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed a little dissatisfied with this arrangement, he turned his head and looked at the seat next to him.

It's rare to find an opportunity to participate in Yao's social life. As a boyfriend, does he still need to avoid it?

Soon, his eyes fell on Atsushi Nakajima, who was shivering aside.

If you can't drive away the mackerel and that squinting eye, he can still deal with mere human tigers.

He raised his foot and kicked Atsushi Nakajima's chair.

Nakahara Chuya: "You, go and sit over there."

The only person who can bully moves was taken a step ahead by Nakaya, Akutagawa snorted coldly, dragged the table next to him with "Rashomon" directly behind Dazai Osamu, and then sat down with a cold face.

"I don't even understand the most obvious principle of first come first served, and she is really a violent and brainless slug, Dun-jun, absolutely don't let him!"

Across Nakajima Atsushi, Dazai made a grimace and challenged Nakahara Nakaya.

Chuya: "Then I'll beat you to death, you bastard mackerel!"

Dazai: "Besides hitting people, can your brain, which can only be seen with a magnifying glass, come up with other methods?"

The scene became chaotic.

Yao: "It's so noisy."

Luanbu: "If I knew this earlier, why didn't Mr. Yao bring that black-and-white-headed brat here?"

"If I didn't bring Chuya and them with me, I probably wouldn't be able to leave the organization building today." Yao said helplessly.

Luanbu frowned and looked at him for a while, then sighed empathetically.

"That's really impossible."

"However, to become the leader, the advantages always outweigh the disadvantages for Mr. Yao."

I really didn't expect that Yao-kun could do this for Hat-kun. The power of love is really powerful.

After drinking the black tea, Haruka glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who was still arguing with Dazai beside him.

The orange-haired young man dressed in a mafia costume is full of fighting spirit, and his gangster spirit belonging to the mafia is undoubtedly revealed.

Paintings that most people would think they would want to avoid

In Yao's eyes, there was unexpectedly a unique wild charm.

"Ah, not bad."

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In this way, Kiyose Haruka's journey as leader gradually got on the right track.

The organization's sphere of influence has shrunk at his behest.

With the extremely rapid expansion before, even if it shrinks now, it has not had too much negative impact on the port mafia's external image.

On the contrary, it gave the outside world an invisible shock.

That afternoon, Yao convened his subordinates to adjust the organizational development strategy for the second half of the year.

At the end of the meeting, he stopped Chuya Zhongyuan who was about to leave.

"Please wait a moment, too."

The others had long been accustomed to the leader's arrangement of leaving Zhongya Zhongye for small meetings from time to time, and they all accelerated their departure speed.

After all the irrelevant people left.

Haruka assumed the posture of a leader, and said to Zhongya Zhongya with a serious face, "Chuya, just show me right here [beep——], this is an order from the leader."

This was a whim in his mind when he was reporting alone just now.

For the leader whom I swear to be loyal to, doing something small that can please both myself and the leader is just a matter of little effort.

When he was named and left, Nakahara also thought that Haruka must have thought of some weird play again.

Although he was fully prepared mentally, when he heard Yao's words, he still couldn't help but harden his fist.

Standing on the spot and taking a few deep breaths, Zhong Yuanzhong still couldn't calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart.

He punched through the conference table and rushed in front of Yao.

"Use the power of the leader in the right place for me!"

Haruka remained calm.

"Heh, is Zhong also going to disobey the leader's order?"

His ruthless and domineering demeanor is really a bit of the sense of sight of the lord of the extreme way and the charming cadre in the novel.

He has become resistant to Yao's playful behavior, at least he won't look down at Yao sitting in the chair like the red-faced Nakahara Nakata condescendingly like the first time.

The famous gravity user sneered.

"Then please take care of the leader."

It was just a show that Chuya Nakahara was supposed to perform alone, but at some point, Haruka was forced to join in.

After a hearty workout, the two hugged each other and lay down in the jacuzzi.

"It was during office hours just now, and Chuya completely ignored the orders of my leader."

Leaning lazily on Nakahara Nakaya's shoulder, Haruka began to settle accounts after autumn.

He was comfortable, yes, but the desk was horrible.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also held a glass of red wine in his hand, with a meaningless tone of a young gangster.

"Huh? I didn't know that the leader can even manage the private life of his subordinates?"

He has a clear distinction between work and life.

If he obeyed Haruka's orders in his private life, would this day be over?

Haruka: This is not the 'play from the office' that he wants!

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Tokyo.

Arrange Mengye to be responsible for contacting the black organization that is still in a semi-undercover operation mode.

Haruka resigned from the role of leader, and sneaked to the Sendai Gymnasium with Nakahara Nakaya, who was unwilling to skip work.

There is a volleyball game going on here.

It's Schweiden to MSBY.

I had heard that Haruka had sponsored a volleyball player, but I didn't expect that he would come to watch the volleyball match, and Nakaya would protect Haruka inside, walking along the crowded flow of people.

It is obviously difficult for the Mafia cadres who come and go in the smoke and gunfire to adapt to the current hobbies of ordinary people.

Yao, who was squeezed into the corner, looked at the orange-haired cadre who was slightly shorter than him, thought for a while, but still didn't say what was in his heart.

'Volleyball is actually a sport that is always positive, and it is very effective for the height development of teenagers. '

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