I ate at the port Mafia

The duration of this foreign business trip was beyond Haruka's expectations.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but whenever he was about to return to China, there would always be an urgent emergency that made him have to stay and deal with it.

It went on and on like this, dragging Yao to stay there for almost a year before ending the business trip.

On the way back, Yao covered herself with a blanket and was about to take a good night's sleep.

"knocking"

Someone knocked on the partition between the two seats.

Without giving Haruka enough time to react, the person on the other side lowered the partition without authorization.

Fyodor appeared before Haruka with a gentle smile.

"Does Kiyase-kun want to leave without saying goodbye again?"

"I thought Kiyase-kun knew me well enough to get along with each other this year."

"Even though we have so many happy memories, Kiyose-kun's prejudice against me is too deep."

The pleasant memory in the mouth of the other party——Haruka was devastated by doing things.

Looking at the beautiful boy who smiled obediently, Haruka hardened his fist.

"Goodbye, that's fine."

But he had to hold back, otherwise the other party might do something worse.

Hearing Haruka's gritted teeth answer, Fyodor smiled contentedly.

"We are friends now."

The equation in his mind: Good enough to say goodbye to each other = friends.

remote:!

"Wait......"

The black-haired, red-eyed boy smiled and disappeared instantly.

Feeling something, he turned his head and looked out the window.

Fyodor put on his cloak again and stood on the tarmac with a smile. Beside him was a young man Haruka had never seen before.

The boy was dressed as a clown, and after sensing Haruka's gaze, he tilted his head and made a gesture of shooting at him.

It is estimated that he is the space-type ability user who has been hiding beside Fyodor.

Feeling trapped in trouble, Haruka pulled down the sun visor, put on the blindfold, and covered herself with a small quilt.

It is impossible to turn back time, he is tired, so hurry up and enjoy the present moment.

----

Yokohama.

As soon as he got off the plane, Haruka was called by Mori Ogai to give a mission report, and the whole afternoon was spent on lip service.

"Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Yao has made great contributions to the organization this time."

Taking out a black cloth from behind, Mori Ogai signaled Haruka to come forward, his formal tone made Haruka nervous involuntarily.

"Not only Mr. Anton, but many overseas companies appreciate our support and protection of partners, which can be said to have greatly improved the economic situation of the organization."

"And all of this is due to your efforts, Mr. Yao."

"Yesterday's high-level meeting, regarding Yao Jun's promotion proposal, was unanimously approved."

A letter of appointment was placed on the cloth and handed over to Yao's hands together.

"From today, Mr. Yao, you are one of the five cadres of the port mafia, loyal to the organization..."

The cloth had just been placed in Haruka's hands, and by touch, he immediately recognized it as his sleeping bag.

Stuffing the letter of appointment into his pocket casually, Haruka carefully checked the sleeping bag. Before the business trip, he wanted to take the sleeping bag with him, but was stopped by Mr. Mori, saying that it would affect the external image of the organization. Thanks to Mr. Sen.

Otherwise, his sleeping bag would have been reduced to ashes shortly after stepping off the plane.

Speaking of which, it is the practice of the Port Mafia that a newcomer must take a token from the senior who introduced him to join the organization.

The person who recommended Haruka to join the mafia was Mori Ogai, and the token at that time seemed to be this sleeping bag.

Warm, comfortable and convenient, who doesn't love such a sleeping bag.

"Remote sauce?"

Mori Ogai showed displeasure after finishing his motivating speech, but there was no response for a long time.

The reason why Yao was recommended to become a cadre was, on the one hand, to stabilize his position as the leader, and on the other hand, the contribution that Yao had made to the organization this year was indeed enough as a bargaining chip for his promotion.

Although Haruka's age is young enough to make outsiders question Mori Ogai's level of sobriety, but if we really want to make a comparison, Haruka's wisdom and determination are indeed far superior to many adults.

"Well, I will continue to dedicate my allegiance to the organization."

Haruka's attitude is sincere, and there is no sign of distraction at all.

Mori Ogai didn't speak, just looked at Haruka quietly for a while, and he didn't speak slowly until the latter was sleepy.

"Generally speaking, a cadre can choose a direct subordinate from among the members of the organization, but considering Haruka-chan's special situation, I entrusted Dazai-kun to assist you in selecting a subordinate."

Hearing the name change from "Yao Jun" back to "Yao Jiang", Yao suddenly felt bad.

This not only represents a relaxed atmosphere, but also hints at someone's malicious intentions.

"Hi~ Haruka-chan, I spent a lot of time on this matter, come on, get to know your direct subordinate, Yumeno Hisaku-kun!"

The door to the chief's room opened, and Dazai, who hadn't seen him for a long time, walked in with a child.

The child's hair is very individual, half black and half white, and there is a doll in his arms that can scare ordinary children into tears. He is wearing a high-end custom suit shirt and overalls shorts.

During the distance they walked from the door to Haruka, a child named Yumeno Hisaku kept surrounding Dazai, letting him play with him.

His eyes stayed on the bright little stars in Yumeno Hisaku's eyes for a while.

Yao asked calmly, "How old is he?"

No matter how cute his appearance is, he can't hide his shortcomings in age.

Is Mr. Mori serious about sending a preschooler to be his direct subordinate?

The direct subordinates must, at the most basic level, have the ability to solve problems for their superiors and handle their work.

Yumeno-kun in front of you, is the height of your desk?

Mori Ogai had nothing to do with him, he just looked at Dazai with a smile.

Dazai smiled charmingly, and pushed Yumeno Kusaku to stand in front of Haruka.

"In the future, Yaochan will be your immediate boss, please please him well, and you won't have to worry about no one playing with you anymore."

Looking up at Haruka, Yumeno thought of Dazai's reminder, and timidly raised her hand to grab the hand hanging by Haruka's side.

"My name is Yumeno Hisaku, and I am 5 years old this year. I would like to ask Haruka-sama for your guidance in future work."

Haruka didn't fluctuate in his heart, and even thought to himself: Mafia scouts at the port welcome newcomers.

Mori Ogai: "Yumeno-kun, like Haruka-chan, is also a psychic supernatural being. I believe that in the near future, Yumeno-kun will definitely become a competent under Haruka-chan."

From 5 years old to a competent person.

Ah.

Although he refused very much in his heart, Haruka still felt the uneasiness in Yumeno Hisaku through the clasped hands of the two, and also learned a little about the specific situation of the latter's ability.

It can also control the ability very well. From this point of view, in the current organization, apart from him, who is also a psychic supernatural power, Yumeno Hisaku can only be assigned to Dazai.

Haruka lowered his head, just as Yumeno was also curious about Haruka's answer, and looked up at him.

Facing the stars in the latter's eyes, Haruka secretly sighed.

"I see."

Obtaining Haruka's affirmative answer, Mori Ogai nodded in satisfaction.

"Very well, there will be a party held by a subsidiary company next, and it's almost time for us to leave."

After speaking, he got up and walked out with the three of them.

The venue for the party was Mafia, the port, and they only had to go downstairs and walk a little further.

After walking out of the chief's room, the atmosphere became more relaxed, and Dazai became active.

"Oh, yes, Haruka-chan, during your business trip, I met a super annoying person."

"Who?" Haruka asked curiously.

Dazai exaggerated his expression: "He is a super violent and brainless little dwarf!"

As soon as the words fell, the violent and brainless little dwarf Dazai said appeared at the other end of the corridor.

What a coincidence.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who is no longer the king of sheep, also wears a black top hat and a standard mafia suit.

The two teams met quickly, and the naive debate match quickly started.

While countering Osamu Dazai's taunt, Nakahara also noticed Haruka standing beside Dazai.

Facing Kamiharu's calm eyes, Nakahara Nakaya was so angry that he was about to spit fire. If Mori Ogai and Ozaki Koyo were not there, he would probably hit someone.

Is this kid trying to pretend he doesn't know him now!

"You're not called Morin Taro at all!"

If he hadn't met the real Osamu Dazai later, he would have been deceived by these two guys.

Damn it, it made him lose face in front of that bastard Dazai!

He also said that he was a student of Yokohama Middle School, and he was clearly a mafia.

While waiting for Yao's response, Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly found that the surrounding seemed to be much quieter.

Wait, Chief Mori...

"Pfft hahaha!"

Dazai smiled and bent over, his little face was flushed red, and he couldn't say any mocking words for a while.

Mori Ogai, whose real name is Morin Taro, looks unclear.

"Haruka, can you explain what's going on here?"

remote:"......"

Very good, Zhongyuan Zhong too, I hate you from now on.

----

The farce about "Mori Taro" ended because of Haruka's lack of cooperation.

A group of people arrived at the venue one second before the party started.

As the leader, Mori Ogai was the focus of everyone's attention as soon as he appeared. Whether it was the top management of the organization or the partners, they rushed forward to chat.

Haruka, who has no interest in these social activities, takes Yumeno Hisaku out of the encirclement ahead of time.

Those present were all well-informed people. Although he had been on a business trip abroad for nearly a year, he had now become one of the top five cadres, and many people wanted to get to know this youngest cadre in history.

Seeing what other people were thinking, Haruka squatted down and looked at Yumeno Hisaku.

"Want to play a game?"

Hearing "game", Yumeno Hisaku nodded obediently.

"Okay, from now on, we have to hide and not be discovered by anyone."

Covered by the crowd, the two hid under the long dessert table.

The opaque tablecloth made it pitch black inside, and it was almost impossible to see your fingers.

Taking out the mobile phone to light up, Haruka, who was sitting cross-legged, looked seriously at the excited and curious Yumeno Kusaku opposite.

"In order to win, we need to hide here until the end of the party, but now there is a very important task that only you can do."

Yumeno Hisaku nodded solemnly.

"Kusaku can definitely do it!"

"Very good, I want a small cake and orange juice, you can take whatever you like, remember that you must not be found out."

For Yao Yao, the extravagant evenings in the adult world, only those small snacks can win his favor.

If it wasn't for Mr. Sen's request, he would have gone back to the clinic to sleep with his sleeping bag in his arms.

Yumeno Hisaku, who was young and didn't know what flickering was, carefully wrote down these, and carefully crawled out with the doll in his arms.

A few minutes later, Yumeno Hisaku came back with a plate, and at the same time, there was a Dazai Osamu who also hated human relations behind him.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Patting Yumeno Hisaku's little head for encouragement, Haruka picked up a piece of cake and looked at Osamu Dazai, "Did Mr. Mori arrange something for you?"

Dazai was holding a cup of liquid that exudes a fragrance that is forbidden for minors to drink, and sat cross-legged on the table legs lazily.

"It was arranged, but I didn't hear it."

Yao: "Then there is no way."

Yumeno Hisaku, who didn't quite understand what the two of them were talking about, took a piece of cream cake and looked left and right. Driven by the inexplicable joy of the other two, he also laughed.

Nakahara Chuya who happened to pass by the table: Is it an illusion?He always felt that there was someone under this table.

The man of action decisively lifted the tablecloth, and then, two hands stuck out like lightning, and was about to use gravity to stabilize his figure, but his ability suddenly lost its effect.

The tablecloth shook a few times before returning to calm.

At the table, Haruka pressed Chuya Nakahara's shoulder, while Dazai grabbed the latter's wrist to prevent him from using his ability.

Dazai: "You are not allowed to speak, and if you expose your words, just go out and do a lap dance to apologize."

"what?"

"I forgot to mention, Haruka-chan is a psychic supernatural being."

The brain of a slug, Haruka-chan can control it without breaking a sweat.

Ah, no, disgusting molluscs like slugs don't have brains.

Haruka: Although Mr. Mori just gave him an order not long ago not to use his abilities on his companions, but not being able to do so does not prevent him from taking the opportunity to play tricks on this new honest man.

Haruka said with a serious face: "I haven't seen a lap dance, so I can't make such a hint, but I can barely try a striptease."

Zhongyuan Zhong, who had been struggling just now, suddenly settled down.

Haruka: "Very well, I announce that the first tea party of the Port Mafia Boy Scouts has officially begun."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Nakahara Chuya:  …

Yumeno Hisaku: The tea party sounds very interesting!

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