Social animals don't deserve love

Bringing Yada Fubuki back to PortMafia for a month, Mori Ogai was extremely proud of his previous decision, it was simply a wise decision that couldn't be more wise.This child is really rare smart, good at judging the situation, and good-looking, this deal will not lose no matter what.

"Uncle Mori loves Fubuki very much, and it's because he loves you that he punishes you when you do something wrong, understand?"

The girl's long hair was black and smooth, like fine silk and satin, carefully trimmed and hung on the sky blue dress, making her even more fair and immature.

The girl took the heavy medical book, and Owai Mori pulled Alice to go out: "Uncle Mori is going to work, Fubuki stays at home and studies hard, and Uncle Mori will check when he comes back~"

"Yes." After the fever subsided, the child refused to say another word unless she responded. She seemed to have understood that fate had been twisted to another path, and she accepted the distortion.

——Even if adults are inevitably psychologically broken after witnessing the torture of prisoners in PortMafia, Yada Fubuki can still maintain his sanity, and this alone is enough to get a glimpse of the leopard.

She is a genius with a superior mind.

Mori Ogai patted and stitched together the wooden box that served as a long bed for her: "There are books in it, and I can go out of this building after Xiao Fubuki finishes studying, and I can go home and have a look. I am happy. Not happy?"

If you go out and return, you will have to come back again after all.Well... In short, he is not lying to children.

The girl really showed eagerness: "Okay!"

There is sugar in the cage, and a whip outside the cage. Even if the door is open, she will not dare to step out of the safe iron cage easily.

"Be good, wait for Uncle Sen to come back and bring you a gift. What do you want?" With the cooperation of the other party, he did not hesitate to play a gentle and talkative character.

Yada Fubuki is really smart, and immediately raised a nice and soft smile: "Thank you Uncle Mori, I like small skirts and cakes."

Ogai Mori likes skirts, Alice likes cakes, she doesn't like anything.

"Greedy little cutie, I got it. I'll buy you a new dress and bring you a cake. Goodbye."

The white doctor's coat faded away, and the girl gritted her teeth and sat under the window to read books far beyond her age in the sunlight.

The absence of a doctor does not mean that the treatment room can be shut down.The leader naturally has special arrangements and will not be wronged. As for the other members, they can only choose "trainee nurses" if they don't want to spend money to enter the private clinic. The room full of disinfectant will be filled by them from time to time.These people who licked blood from the knife edge didn't care whether the "nurse" was a nurse or not, and they poured themselves into the treatment room like uncles. If it wasn't for the fear that Mori Ogai would come back and trouble them, the room would have been beaten up several times.

Some people even threatened Fubuki Yada to drag her out and sell her after eating pain. In order to get rid of the threat of "shipping" in a short time, the girl who had never been exposed to these things quickly grew into a girl who dared to pick out the wound with her hands. A ruthless man with one shot.Her fair and thin fingers were stained with blood. She silently walked to the sink to clean and disinfect, walked back silently to sew and bandage, and "cared for" every guy who had threatened her in the way of sewing buttons.

Two months later, Mori Ogai returned to the port with Alice, and what he saw was a treatment room with a magical painting style—it was certain that the girl hadn’t done any needlework before, and every wound was sewed up by her Like Frankenstein.Just looking at the scars that these stitches may leave in the future, PortMafia will not need extra makeup if it holds a Halloween party...

"Well... not bad, much better than I thought, no one died from the infection."

The unscrupulous black doctor slowly finished the cleaning and disinfection, walked behind the girl and bent over to hug her, held her hand and tied her with a perfect surgical knot: "Have you learned it yet?"

The stiff girl squeezed out a word dryly: "Yes."

"Hurry up and finish the rest, tidy up, I want to check your study progress."

He let go of her and went to the desk to write the report.After completing only one initial wound, the patient was taken care of properly and kicked out of the treatment room. The girl walked to a place one meter away from him and waited quietly.

Two hours later, Mori Ogai casually opened a book on his desk and started asking questions.

"..."

She didn't understand medicine at all, but she memorized everything in the book.

He closed the book: "Have you read the book in the box?"

"I read half of it." She answered while looking at him.Mori Ogai nodded after listening: "Okay, after the rest are finished watching all the wounded except the leader, including the autopsy, I will hand it over to Fubuki. In our PortMafia, only valuable people have There is only one way to survive, not to sink to the bottom, not to be abandoned, not to be sold as goods.”

"Let your value be fully utilized, higher than the income of becoming a corpse, higher than the income of picking up a corpse, and higher than the income of being exchanged, so that you can survive." He gently watched the girl's eyes that were gradually clouded: "Let I'll see how far you can go..."

It was the torture team again, the same woman who was tortured last time.

Mori Ogai led Yada Fubuki into the prison, stepping on the smelly floor: "Did you see her? She leaked the secrets of the organization for a man who vowed to love her forever."

"Women are beautiful. Beautiful, docile, loyal, infatuated... I like these qualities." He walked to the weapon rack next to him and picked a gun in his hand and brought it back: "But I don't like their stupid appearance , I hope you will not make such an unforgivable mistake in the future."

As he spoke, several men stepped forward to uncuff the handcuffs and dragged the naked woman out of the cell. She seemed to know what was going to happen next, and after struggling a few times in vain, she was pressed face down on the steps.

"PortMafia has its own set of rules for how to deal with traitors, and everyone needs to know." He pushed the girl's shoulders and pushed her towards the woman: "That's it, step on the back of the head first, and punish her for not being able to control her mouth."

One of the men stepped forward and stepped on it, and the woman immediately screamed in pain, and several blood-stained teeth rolled out.Mori Ogai pushed the girl again: "It's your turn, don't you want to vent out the anger accumulated during this period?"

"There is still one foot, hurry up."

The demonstrative man reminded her, and her unfriendly gaze made her close her eyes and stepped forward to lightly tap her foot.

"You sympathize with her? Do you pity her?" The men around laughed: "That's not okay, she's going to die anyway, so it's cruel to procrastinate." Soon someone stepped forward: " Will she use a gun?"

"Ah... isn't this teaching!" Dr. Sen slowly loaded the gun in his hand, and "gentlely" hugged the girl into his arms again.The cold and hard metal was stuffed into her hand, which made her tremble: "Aim, and then squeeze the trigger firmly."

"You don't want to see her continue to suffer, do you?"

The stench and the color of blood made her eyes hurt and her breath was short of breath: "Don't...I don't want...please! Uncle Sen, please, only this, don't!"

She almost screamed, Mori Ogai sighed with a chuckle, held her in his arms not to escape, held her hand and shot the poor victim indiscriminately: "Ah——!"

The bullet missed and penetrated the body from under the ribs.

"Considering open trauma, the spleen, liver, large intestine, small intestine, abdominal omentum, diaphragm... may all be damaged. If it were you, how would you perform first aid?"

He was as gentle as if he randomly ordered a student in class to stand up and answer the question. The girl cried and shook her head: "Don't do this again!"

"wrong answer."

The second shot hit the woman in the back.

"Lung perforation, tsk tsk, this is the most painful way to die, and there is very little that doctors can do for her. My kind little Fubuki, don't you really think about ending her ordeal as soon as possible?"

The woman fell to the ground, and there was no need for anyone to step forward to hold her down. The rough breath of "ho ho" and pink blood splashed on the ground, and the eyes that were barely turned around were full of prayers.

— Please, grant me eternal peace.

Mori Ogai let go of his hand and took a step back.

The third gunshot rang out, and the girl was crying and crumbling—she didn't dare to fall on the blood-soaked muddy ground, otherwise Mori Ogai would definitely throw her into the cold water and soak for two hours.

"sorry."

forgive me.

The bullet precisely hit the back of the woman's head and brainstem, almost as the gunshot sounded, her tense muscles relaxed, and her whole body didn't have to continue twisting and struggling because of the pain.

--thanks.

She saw the words in her rapidly graying eyes.

"Thank you, Fubuki, Uncle Mori is really proud of you." Mori Ogai laughed and took the dazed girl into his arms and walked out: "It's actually very simple, isn't it? Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want Call someone to clean up the body, my little princess had a big day to celebrate."

Walking all the way to the corridor outside, he put away his smile and let go, Yada Fubuki stood there in a daze: "Uncle Mori, I want to get some air here, wash my hands and the soles of my shoes before going back."

"Okay. Starting today, except for the chief's office on the top floor, you can roam around the entire building at will. This is a reward for good boys, do you like it?"

He pinched her chin and raised her head: "Xiao Fuxue, as for Uncle Sen, occasionally he would give some advice to newcomers like a serious senior."

"Use your tears where they should be, otherwise it will only make your life worse."

"...Yes." She answered meekly, without any intention of resisting.

Mori Ogai smoothed the hair around her ears in satisfaction: "Uncle Mori would never want to see Fubuyuki reduced to the level of that lady just now. It's too shameful and has no sense of beauty."

"Clean up your mood early, there is still a lot of work waiting for you in the treatment room."

He put down his hand, leaving the girl with a space in the corridor and limited time.

What color will the pure and flawless cherry blossoms be dyed by the corpses buried under their feet?