Social animals don't deserve love

"Boss, the leader of the Takase Society was assassinated and died."

"Boss, the gss warehouse was ransacked by unknown mercenaries."

"Boss, the weapon merchant Yinblade's ship found another dock to dock and bypassed us."

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

If Mori Ogai Izumi knew, he would probably be very pleased that he can finally shine for the organization to the point where he doesn't even need to sleep. Anyway, as a supernatural life form, he has achieved this.No matter when, no matter who reports the emergency situation, the leader will not be disturbed to rest, and even the inside of PortMafia has become more and more respectful of "Mr. Mori".

——Boss has been too busy to touch fish recently, and no one has seen him wandering around Miss Alice.The abnormal voice of the leader chasing the young girl was missing in the building, and it seemed that something was missing. People who didn't know the inside story expressed both relief and worry.

Could it be that he is holding back and waiting for the external environment to stabilize before he wants to die?

As for the real reason... Yada Fubuki is too lazy to spend energy on Mori Ogai. Although Rantang's supernatural ability can create the effect of complete manipulation, she just doesn't want to let that guy have the slightest comfort, so naturally she is even more unwilling to give it to him. He got Alice out.

Mr. Mori, who lost his freedom, lost his life, and lost his young daughter at the same time, turned his grief and anger into work efficiency, and his whole body was covered with black resentment so thick that it could almost kill people.

As the situation outside became more and more dangerous, the atmosphere in the chief's office became more and more heavy. If Miss Fubuki was not there, it would be no different from Abi Hell.

"It's almost time to solve the chaos..." She directed "Mori Ogai" to dissipate in front of Osamu Dazai, with an intriguing smile on her lips: "Are you going or should I go?"

"Now it seems that I can only go, I want you to help me make an appointment with Oda, have you made an appointment?"

In fact, the black-haired boy who had already made up his mind picked up the report that signed the leader's name and threw it up and down for fun: "Have you made a date yet?"

If he hadn't been timid, he would have gone to the Armed Detective Agency to find someone by himself, so there's no need to wait until now.

"It's an appointment, don't worry, or you can hand in a resignation report, and I'll let you go to the Armed Detective Agency."

Yada Fubuki gathered all the other approved report documents in a pile and planned to take them out for distribution, and made a suggestion while walking.

Osamu Dazai snorted: "No, the wages over there are too low, and the alcohol is almost unbearable."

So how stupid are you staring at Sakunosuke Oda!He even asked about the salary clearly!

"What's the name of Oda Saku?" The girl who has always been polite and serious puts a question mark on her head, and the black-haired boy "ah" said: "Don't you think it's funny to call it that way?"

"Probably...if Sakunosuke has no objections." Tilting her head and whispering twice, she was inexplicably infected with this magical way of punctuating sentences: "I'm sure I have an appointment, so I'll just talk to Oda Saku on the phone I'll send someone to do the handover of the orphanage, like this."

Dazai Osamu's expression was somewhat disgusted, but fortunately he held back his endless complaints - this is indeed the most normal way to get acquainted with people, and if he is a PortMafia who is disgusted by the other party, he can calmly pretend to be business-like.

"I always feel that this strange sense of déjà vu is a bit wrong."

Yada Fubuki walked to the door of the office, and it happened that the wooden door was pushed open from the outside to the inside, and the orange-haired boy walked in with a suit jacket: "The trouble in the south is settled... Miss Fubuki, where are you going?"

"Go and urge the people below to act faster, the chaos in Yokohama should almost be put away."

When she reported to him in Yangyang's arms, Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a sigh of relief: "Oh, that... that's the one, can we still hide it..."

Obviously, he heard some comments on the way back, and the upright young man who has no acting skills at all is inevitably a little guilty.

"Hiding what?" She was a little dazed, accompanied by Osamu Dazai's sudden burst of laughter: "You are a PortMafia, why should you worry about whether you can hide it? If you can't hide it, there will be a showdown. No one can lead this organization except me If you continue to live in Yokohama and want to live a smooth life like this one, you must listen to me!"

"That's why, as a shepherd dog, you, Chuya, can't even keep a flock of sheep well." Osamu Dazai laughed so hard that he almost fell to the ground and rolled over, wiping his tears away from his partner's increasingly dark complexion and restraining himself a bit: "Okay , leave the report and go back to your kennel!"

In terms of precise stepping on mines and wild dancing in minefields, PortMafia is incompetent above and below Dazai.

"Hurry up and do your business, or I will do it myself..." Yada Fubuki rolled his eyes: "Chuya go back to the dormitory to rest first, I heard from the people below that the locomotive container you want has arrived in Hong Kong."

In short, a bowl of water must be leveled, otherwise it will be a duet of demolition.

Osamu Dazai raised his hands in surrender, intending to go out and lead the guerrillas all over the streets and alleys to sow dissension and frame frame; Nakahara Chuya focused all his attention on his new baby pink motorcycle: "I'll go and have a look first, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Alright, I'll take you out for a drive, don't stay in this dark office all the time!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head on purpose, just to show her Schrödinger's "growing one centimeter taller".

Yada Fubuki: "...I will grow taller!"

People who have basically ended their growth period have no confidence in saying this.If she hadn't been afraid of being harmed by Mori Ogai when she was supposed to grow taller, she had to live on vitamin pills and candies, she firmly believed that she could grow to at least 1.6 meters.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The black-haired boy made a discordant voice again and stretched out a foot: "Do I need to take off my shoes before talking to you? This way I don't have to look up too hard. "

After finishing speaking, he walked past her and deliberately stretched out his hand to make a gesture: "Just push like this, and you won't be able to hit me."

The invisible boss, who is well versed in capitalist management, narrowed his eyes: "Because you left the door with your right foot first, your salary will be deducted, that's all."

Not caring about this at all, Osamu Dazai slipped out through the crack of the door like a loach, leaving a long string of arrogant laughs in the corridor.

"Kill him to death one day!" Nakahara Chuya clenched his fists angrily, and Yada Fubuki added quietly: "He will be happy only if he is killed."

"..."

Where are you from!

"Ah, I'm off to work, take a good rest, this trip has been hard for you." She hugged the report tightly and slipped out of the door. Obviously everyone had already run away, and turned back to add a special sentence: "Welcome home , Zhongye."

"Hmph," the orange-haired boy frowned after walking out of the chief's office, "Well, I'm back."

The girl walking in front bowed her head and smiled knowingly.

In fact, at the beginning, according to Dazai, there was no need to tell Nakahara Chuya about Mori Ogai's death—"Anyway, slugs may not be able to see the difference."

That's what the original words say.

In the end, he still couldn't win Yada Fubuki, and the next day she went to Nakahara Chuya and told him that she backstabbed and killed the leader he recognized.

The orange-haired boy who suddenly heard the news froze for 10 minutes, and the first thing he said after restarting the machine was: "What should I do with the corpse? Do you want me to help you bury it in the bottom of the sea?"

This is still the most loyal member to him in the new generation, which shows that Mr. Mori's popularity... that's it.

Knowing that Yada Fubuki has some way to allow the deceased leader to continue to sit in the office and work, he is relieved, but at the same time, Nakahara Chuya really showed the appearance of "being a thief with a guilty conscience" everywhere.

For example, when someone mutters about why Boss "reformed evil and returned to righteousness", he can't help but panic.

But since Sister Chuuxue is so confident, it is really not a big problem.The young man gave himself a reassurance—it doesn't matter, even if he helps out one day, he can beat everyone down for her and has to listen to her!

So now let’s take a look at the new locomotive that I’ve been thinking about for a long time!

The three acted separately, and the girl sent the documents reviewed by the "leader" to various departments to convey orders, and walked to the reference room after dangling around.

It's almost lunchtime, so I'm just... curious about what's in store today.

Recalling the bento a few days ago, she was obviously not hungry but had the idea of ​​eating.It's not that Ango Sakaguchi's craftsmanship is so good, but the kind of ordinary food that is full of family atmosphere. After being brought into PortMafia by Mori Ogai, he never tasted it again.

The white-haired old man who was in charge of guarding the door of the reference room sat outside and dozed off. When he saw her coming, he didn't even make a sound. He closed his eyelids as if he didn't see anyone passing by.

"Anwu, this is your report, a copy brought from the logistics department." She handed over the prepared excuse, and the young man who was still writing quickly put down the pen: "Thank you, Fubuki."

The busyness in the chief's office must have come to an end, otherwise she wouldn't be free to show up.The subordinates hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided to put down the work first: "I'll see it in the afternoon, are you hungry?"

He took out the bento wrapped tightly in the thermal bag from behind: "Go to the treatment room?"

There used to be two doctors in PortMafia, but now there are only one and a half.The treatment room is Yada Fubuki's territory. Basically, anyone who can't find her in the chief's office must be in the treatment room. Now there is an additional reference room.

"Hey, good. Is there anything delicious?" She touched the pattern of [Kanagawa Surf] on the outside of the thermal bag, stood up straight and put the document in the middle of the small desk: "The report has been passed, and the logistics department will approve the allocation of funds , the person in charge has not yet been determined, but I think an announcement will be posted soon."

Quickly ask me?You can ask for any information, so I have a reason to keep you.

She failed to learn "love" at the right age. She only knows that people will endure for value, stay for value, and give affection for value.