Self-cultivation of fake wine

This winter, everyone's life is not safe.

Residents near the Ozhu Tower in Tokyo have even become accustomed to the official excuse of "gas explosion", and anyone can feel the tension on the eve of the coming storm.

Not to mention the Port of Yokohama, which has experienced the rampage of the former head of the port mafia before his death and the baptism of the leading war.

Not only the Port Mafia, but also the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service are also uncomfortable.

"Obviously, they intend to strangle these supernatural beings as much as possible before they grow. As long as the number of supernatural beings is sufficient, the chances of evolving transcendents will increase."

Lionsius sat on the sofa, kneading the acupuncture points on the cheeks of the tired-looking Mao Mao on his legs, trying to make the main force of the organization relax.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and his lips were tightly pursed.

"...It's worse than the Dragon Head War." Nakaya finally sighed like this.

"At least the target of the supernatural is only the supernatural."

Zhongye's anger exploded at once: "Do you want to thank those bastards for not involving ordinary people! Don't you know how many supernatural beings the organization has lost! You know better than anyone else how you can tell Come on like this!"

"I'm really grateful that those people didn't involve ordinary people." The silver-haired young man rarely disagreed with his cat, "The battle of supernatural beings shouldn't involve ordinary people, so at least this point, they are not officially declared war , It’s just a hard blow to our fighting power.”

"...You are quite annoying sometimes, shut up."

The silver-haired young man chose to massage Mao Mao in silence.

Zhong also knows how busy this guy is recently—the domestic intelligence control is currently roughly in the charge of the Green League JUNGLE, and the heads of the transfer confirmation of each organization are Lion Hughes of the Port Mafia, Yamada Hanabou of the Armed Detective Agency, and special agents of special abilities. Ango Sakaguchi.

The back-up material support is sponsored by King of Gold and contracted by Academy City.

After all, Osamu Dazai revealed that he was in the Armed Detective Agency—the strange thing is that the New Year is approaching, and Akutagawa doesn't seem to get the news.

The leader of the guerrilla team, Mr. Akutagawa, the black evil dog, has already gone crazy in this long and silent fight against supernatural beings.

And outsiders with healing abilities in the organization are basically considered as precious species as giant pandas—but Mori Ogai himself once said with regret that his own healing system is simply not as good as Butei's and Yosano Akiko .

Inside and outside the words, I want to take advantage of this war-torn period to verify my "Infinite Legion" theory.

"This is a pure war of supernatural beings! It's perfect for verification!" During the secret conversation between Mori Ogai and Lion Hughes, his eyes were full of madness.

"Let's find a way to make the rookies in the organization survive and grow quickly." ——Then the illusionist lightly slapped the black cat's claws who wanted to make trouble.

The war that makes Chuuya extremely irritable is just the most common trial and fight for magicians in another world.

[As a supernatural being, one should bear the training of battle. 】

This kind of harsh and cold thinking has long been engraved in the soul, so even if the subordinates who were chatting together yesterday saw the dead body of the other party the next day... they would only follow the organization's rules and regulations Deal with the aftermath.

Chuya wanted to kick the ruthless dog out of his sight several times...but he couldn't.

The team led by the illusionist Lion Hughes is the team with the highest survival rate and the fastest progress.

Even under the pressure of those high-level supernatural beings, magicians, church monks, or other capable people who are close to the transcendent, he can protect a group of shivering little Mengxins, feed the knife himself, so as not to be afraid at all. The calm posture of overturning the car turned the cruel battle of life and death into on-site teaching.

At least, what is certain for now is that the bounty for the name "Lenius Hadriot" in the other world is higher than that in the Central Plains.

"The code name is [Coach]? This sounds really stupid." Lion Hughes sighed at the computer screen one day.

"It can't be more stupid than [Hell Tequila]." Mao Mao, who smelled of mud and blood, left a complaint, and ran to the lounge to take a bath angrily.

He had to admit that it was because of the existence of the dog man that the organization's casualties were not as heavy as expected-but he just didn't like the indifference of the man, as if the superhuman deserved to be involved in the battlefield.

Until the beginning of February, after finishing a certain meeting, the silver-haired man announced to his boss, Mao Mao, the end of the war that some people defined as the [Ability Evolution Screening Plan].

"I'm going on a business trip to negotiate in Europe." Lionsius kissed the tired gravitational cat, "The problem will be resolved in about half a month."

"Half a month? How do you solve it?"

The man just smiled and rubbed the cat's head without explaining anything.

Zhong Ye looked at that smile and felt chills all over his body, but he couldn't stop it.

Take back the foreword.

He has always felt that Hei Ni, who is also a high IQ, his own dog is safer than a certain slaughter...

But it is obvious that black mud is black mud, and the stronger it is, the deeper the black mud will be.

...even if he was actually protecting something.

Chuya could only take back all his words in the end.

"Okay, as long as this crazy situation can be sorted out quickly—"

The dog man will also return to his original form, right?

***

However, the promised two weeks back turned into more than a month of no news.

The final message is...

"The whereabouts are unknown? What is he doing?!"

Chuya stared in surprise and anger at the leader standing in front of the bulletproof glass wall overlooking the entire Yokohama with his hands behind his back, his whole body was cold.

"The news came from Sakaguchi-kun from the Esoteric Secret Service Division. It is said that a mysterious ice-fire illusionist has provoked five transcendent-level abilities in Europe... and the last one, and died together." Mori Ogai sighed. He took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Chuya coldly, "But that's just a legend, it's not Lionsius from our port mafia... Chuya-kun, do you understand?"

"Due to the lack of top European combat power, those people will no longer have the energy to hit the slate for the time being."

Nakaya's eyes went dark, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He only watched Mori Ogai's mouth open and close, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

When he regained his ability to think, he heard a colder announcement.

"According to the arrangements made by King Ryan before he left... if he doesn't come back, we will declare him defected and missing."

Chu Ye's heart shook violently.

The red-haired young man stared at his leader in disbelief.

What is not coming back?When that guy left, he didn't intend to come back, did he? !

"BOSS...!"

The words as cold as a knife have not stopped.

"From today onwards, I will announce that Lionius Hadriot has never belonged to the Port Mafia, and is no longer your direct subordinate." Mori Ogai turned his back again, "In order to reward you for your previous contribution to the organization Contribute, Mr. Zhongye, you can get a new direct subordinate—this is your privilege."

Zhong Ye was finally furious.

He seldom disobeyed Mori Ogai's orders, and naturally he would not yell at his boss like he is now.

"Who cares!!!"

Mori Ogai felt helpless when he heard the young man's cry.

"Mr. Chuya, Lionsius is just a defected illusionist, not someone of yours."

Zhong Ye almost lost his mind: "You clearly know who he is!!!"

"He can only be Ryan Hughes." Mori Ogai sighed, "Chuya-kun, the important person to you is Herb Salt, not Lion Hughes—you were just deluded by illusion."

Zhong also raised his head blankly and apprehensively.

He couldn't understand the meaning of the smile on Mori Ogai's lips.

A conjecture that made him extremely happy and unbelievable came to his mind: "It's hard, could it be..."

"I don't know." Mori Ogai continued to look at his Yokohama, his voice was a little cold as usual, "There is no error in the information."

"But you just said..."

"That's just something Mr. Ryan said to me before he defected. Whether he can endure the death of five transcendents and then travel across the ocean and return to Japan to change back to herbal salt... No one knows."

The silent atmosphere became dignified.

Zhong also took a deep breath.

"I understand." In a messy mood, Chuya is now like a cat that is about to be suffocated to death by the messy wool, only expecting that person to appear in front of his eyes, pick up the scissors and cut all the threads , Then hug yourself and say with a smile that it's all right.

He hopes that someone will resolve the dispute, but he doesn't hope that person is really his lover——

How despicable, but extremely true.

It's like when a man asked himself if he was capable of taking responsibility, he must bear it on his shoulders... He still remembers his handsome and proud dog with a dim expression that seemed to be crying.

But how did he think about it at the time?

……

fuck responsibility.

Nakahara Chuya could only think of one sentence now, and then he walked back to his office in a daze.

The office and the lounge are full of his and the dog's stuff.

But the taste of a man has already disappeared in this cold early spring.

Sadly, Mao Mao curled up on the sofa and hugged the big orange cat pillow bought by the man.

He should be angry, but he has the hope that the man is still alive, but he doesn't know how to hope.

In his line of work, he should have gotten used to death and the sudden disappearance of important people who couldn't be protected.

It is completely different from the angry mood of wanting revenge on the enemy when his subordinates die.

What should he do?Who in the world would know the real situation of that bastard?

That being the case...

Nakaya suddenly opened his eyes from the sofa.

That being the case, he should contact someone who might know——

Green King: "I don't know. Besides, it's better to be quiet recently? Now is a very critical period, and you don't want that sacrifice in vain, do you?"

Aleister-chan: "Uh, look, I'm still alive... I mean, the contract about the Holy Grail between me and the master is gone, so also..."

Kusanagi Izumo: "I just coaxed Anna...sorry."

As for the king of gold?

The Imperial Pillar Pagoda has long been under martial law.

Moreover, recently it is a critical period for the confirmation of the national-level agreement on the security of the stone slabs. It is impossible for Zhongyuan Zhong to forcefully break into the Yuzhu Tower at such a sensitive moment to find out if there is his own Schrödinger's dog squatting inside. .

[How can there be someone in this world who is strong enough not to die. 】

When the cherry blossoms fail and midsummer arrives, Chuya still goes to the grave of [Lenius].

This is the tomb that was secretly bought and built by the members of the superhuman team who had been trained by the "coach" in a cemetery near the sea.

Zhong also didn't know what position he should take to stand here.

"In short... everything is as you wish."

Finally, so saying, he dropped a bouquet of white daisies.