I was touched by Yokohama

The purpose of Nakahara Chuya rushing to the river this time was to find the little girl.

"Looking for me?" Chacha tilted her head.

She seemed to have heard something very interesting and surprised, and her golden eyes were stained with a little curiosity.

"Birase and the others have all gone back, only you are not here, so I came to look for you." The red-haired boy said lightly.

Of course, this process was not as plain as what Zhongyuan Zhongye said.

Shirase Yuxing and the others returned to Yang's base dripping wet. At first, they wanted to hide the fact that Chacha was missing from Zhongya Zhongyuan, but Zhongya Zhongya found out so quickly, and asked about Chacha after only a few glances. .

Shogo and the others wanted to help cover it up, and it wasn't until they saw that Nakahara Zhongye's face was so bad that someone couldn't resist telling the situation at that time.

After falling into the water, everyone was busy saving people, but no one noticed where Chacha went.

After hearing the news, Zhongyuan Zhongye couldn't hold his breath anymore. He used his supernatural ability to rush to the river as quickly as possible. After searching along the river for more than an hour, he finally found the little girl.

As for the time and energy spent in the search process, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think it was something that needed to be mentioned.

"Hey, you guy..."

He suddenly stared at Chacha with a sullen face for a while, and other people who had only known Zhongyuan Zhongye for a few days might be discouraged, but Chacha just looked up at him quietly.

"...Why don't you go back when you have nothing to do?" The serious Zhongyuan Zhong finally choked out such words.

Chacha blinked: "Because I'm a little sleepy."

"Huh? Shouldn't you go back when you're sleepy?" Zhong Yuan raised his brows suspiciously, gradually showing disbelief, "You don't mean to sleep outside, do you?"

Chacha realized that it seemed that she shouldn't admit it, so she hesitated and didn't speak.

"Do you really want to sleep outside Radium Bowl Street? Are you an idiot!" Zhong Yuanzhong unconsciously raised his voice, his cobalt blue eyes were fierce.

"Chacha is not an idiot." The little girl with snow-haired blond eyes was immediately upset when she heard this. How could her world consciousness be scolded?

"You're not an idiot, why would you want to sleep outside? Yokohama is in a mess these days!"

Radium Bowl Street was originally a gathering area for all kinds of poor people who would do anything to survive. The nearby mafia forces were complicated, which was already chaotic enough. In addition, something seemed to happen in Yokohama during this period, and there were more and more foreign faces. Radium Bowl The streets are only getting more dangerous.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help knocking her on the head, Chacha quickly put his hands on top of her head, her golden eyes widened like cats.

Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew his hand, snorted lightly, raised his brows, but the corners of his mouth curled into an indistinct smile.

"In short, you are not allowed to sleep outside in the future. If you want to sleep, go back and sleep again."

"Oh." Chacha responded sullenly with her head down.

After a while, Chacha still didn't move while covering her head, Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a moment, and came up with an idea - he wouldn't really knock people into tears, would he?

"Hey you……"

"Mr. Zhongyuan," Chacha's voice was still muffled, "I met a man in the river today."

"Heli?" It was obvious that he was not crying, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was interrupted, heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt a little confused by this description.

Shouldn't it be by the river?Can't say hello in the river?

"Yeah." Chacha lowered her head, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't see her expression clearly from this angle, but she didn't continue, and instead asked another question abruptly.

"Does Mr. Nakahara think that this world is boring and ugly?"

The red-haired boy narrowed his blue eyes, and uttered a meaningless tone for a while: "Huh?"

"Mr. Zhongyuan, do you think this world is annoying?" Chacha raised her head.

"You idiot, where did you hear this strange question, and why did you call it such an awkward honorific?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also scratched at Ocher's hair, the little girl still refused to give up and stared at him, he sighed rarely, and his expression became serious.

Do you care about this issue so much?

"Listen, I don't hate the world."

"Although there are many darkness and disasters in this world, even... I have witnessed it myself, but there are also things in this world worth pursuing and bearing."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, as if recalling something, his voice lowered a bit.

"If you were born in this world with a human body, it should be a very happy thing."

Chacha stared at him calmly, then suddenly said, "Mr. Zhongyuan?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also came back to his senses, and the confusion that flashed for a moment was quickly left behind by him.

He said angrily: "So you are really an idiot, you don't talk to others all day long just thinking about these problems?"

"Chacha is not an idiot." The little girl reiterated, thought for a while, and then asked seriously, "So Mr. Zhongyuan doesn't hate this world, does he?"

"Ah, yes." Zhong Yuan Zhong also responded lightly.

Chacha bent her eyes, revealing a faint smile, her beautiful cat eyes were like puddles of melted honey in the sunlight.

"In that case," she said softly, "then I don't hate Mr. Zhongyuan either."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, a little caught off guard and uncomfortable: "Hey, hey...why do you say such things all of a sudden?"

A gust of wind blew, and the long, slightly curly snow-white hair brushed against his fingertips, like a soft and clean cloud passing lightly, a little itchy.

Zhong Yuan also curled up the fingers of that hand subconsciously, almost wrapping the tuft of hair around his fingers.

He froze all over and didn't move his fingers again.

The ochre-orange hair swayed with the wind, revealing a pair of slightly reddish ears.

And the little girl had already turned her head, looked casually at the gurgling river, and replied slowly, "It wasn't all of a sudden."

"This is just feedback to Mr. Zhongyuan."

……

"Dazai-kun, are you listening to me?" The man in the white coat showed a helpless expression.

The teenager in a loose black trench coat hummed an out-of-key song while stirring the liquid in the beaker, mixing the booster and lowerer drugs together.

"Mr. Sen himself is very clear, too?"

"No money, no sources of information, and no trust from your subordinates. You are like a mirror in your heart about these things."

"Dazai-kun's words are really too much." Mori Ogai sighed, as the leader of the port mafia, he seemed to be really just a poor man who was worried at this moment.

His deep purple eyes narrowed slightly.

"However, Dazai-kun, you are in a good mood today."

"No, it's all because of Mr. Sen's refusal to give me the medicine to commit suicide. I failed again today when I entered the water."

Osamu Dazai turned around holding the beaker and the glass rod, one of his eyes was covered by a bandage, and the only iris-colored eye that was exposed was full of indifference.

"But I met an interesting fish."

"Fish?" Mori Ogai was surprised to hear this answer, "Dazai-kun, have you started to be interested in fish?"

"Mr. Mori, if you don't talk about business, I don't want to hear it." Osamu Dazai said lazily.

"..."

What Mori Ogai wants to say is indeed an extremely important matter that needs to be resolved urgently, that is, the resurrection of the former leader of Hong Kong and Black.

This news has intensified, and if it is not dealt with accurately, the inside of the port mafia, which has experienced turmoil and has not yet fully stabilized, will be shaken again.

And this is likely to have a huge negative impact on Yokohama.

Mori Ogai, which implements the optimal solution, will not allow similar situations to happen.

Once Mori Ogai was just a gangster doctor. After becoming the personal doctor of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters a year ago, he waited patiently and decisively used a thin scalpel at the right time to kill the leader himself. The reason for the last wish successfully usurped the throne, and Osamu Dazai was his chosen witness.

If Mori Ogai didn't have enough ability, he would have been swallowed by the swamp of the dark side to the point where there were not even bones left.

He will never let any accidents happen to the position of the leader of Hong Kong and black that he has now obtained.

"Dazai-kun, this should be your first mission to officially join the port mafia." Mori Ogai smiled.

"Mr. Mori, your smile is so ugly." Dazai Osamu grumbled and complained unceremoniously, "Like a lolicon uncle with malicious intentions."

"...Dazai-kun, don't worry, I will only be lolicon in front of Alice-chan." Mori Ogai coughed, "Actually, I still have a task for you."

"Hey, so it's not Uncle Lolicon, but Uncle Lolicon who exploits child labor?"

"Dazai-kun, sometimes you have to learn to be more tactful." The man in the white coat indirectly admitted the crime of child labor without hesitation, "I believe it will not be difficult for you to complete these two tasks."

Dazai gave a weary cut.

In short, what this unscrupulous man said inside and outside the words is that I don't care if you verbally insult me, but you still have to do all the tasks.

Of course, Osamu Dazai himself is also a little interested in the second mission, if he guessed correctly——

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