Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

A group of men in black ran wildly in the narrow alley in a panic.

On the top of the building not far away, the nearby residents who happened to catch a glimpse of this scene closed their windows without any surprise.

——Although he was wearing a black suit and sunglasses, his unfamiliar and flustered appearance was not like the usual low-level members of the Port Mafia, but more like an outside organization that had hit a wall here.

The first point of life in Yokohama is not to intervene in the struggle between organizations, and the old Yokohama people understand this very well.

Not long after, the panting team merged with another team of similarly dressed people at the entrance of the alley.

"How, how?"

The leader propped his knees and asked out of breath.

It is winter in December now, but due to strenuous exercise, beads of sweat are already all over his forehead at this moment.

"No, we were kicked out there too."

The other person also described it as a mess. The black suit he was wearing was covered with traces of dust, and the fabric on the elbows and knees was even frayed.

"Which area are you in charge of?"

"It's Motomachi Shopping Street... We were just about to walk into the whirlpool cafe in [-]-chome, when a blond man with glasses suddenly came out, knocked all eight of us down, and then drove us out."

The second person gave an answer with an expression of still not knowing the situation, and then asked, "What about you?"

"Just kicked out, your situation is not bad - we went to the restaurant next to the five black buildings."

The person on the opposite side lamented, "At first the people inside were quite enthusiastic, but after we revealed our identities, the shop owner became unhappy and went in to make a phone call..."

As he said that, he showed an expression of lingering fear: "Not long after, an old man wearing a monocle brought a group of people dressed similarly to us, and suddenly came in. It is said that what they are called, black lizard——"

"I almost died there," he gasped, looked back confirmingly, and said, "They are all imported automatic rifles, they are genuine!"

The Waterloo, who was dispatched to ban civilian restaurants but unexpectedly encountered an extremely tragic situation, looked at each other with sympathetic eyes.

"Let me say that the guns here are not fakes."

From the shadows in the alley, someone came out with regular and rigorous steps.

It was a young man with a scholarly air in a brown suit and round glasses.

And behind him, followed by four armed guards with live ammunition, who looked quite extraordinary.

"I am Ango Sakaguchi, Assistant Counselor of the Supernatural Special Affairs Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

He made a short self-introduction that he didn't care whether the other party could understand, and then took out a piece of writing paper stamped with a red stamp, "I came here today to warn you about disrupting the order of the Yokohama market."

"Please leave Yokohama immediately, or we will take more severe measures."

Ango shook his head as he watched the group of people muttering "I don't want to come to this place in Yokohama" leave in despair.

He turned around and was about to leave with his subordinates when he caught a glimpse of two tall and thin figures standing deep in the alley on the other side from the corner of his eye.

Seeing him looking here, one of them said in a pleasant voice:

"Oh, so serious, Ango."

Dazai poked his head out from behind Sakunosuke Oda with a full smile on his face, "As a secret civil servant, why would you condescend to come here and stop this little episode of citizens' life?"

Sensing the irony in the words, Ango adjusted his glasses.

He replied with an unchanged expression: "After all, I received a report from your young detective, and it is impossible for the Secret Service to sit idly by."

The young and promising government representative looked at his old red-haired friend who looked the same as in the past from behind the reflective lens, and said in his heart—not to mention, he himself owed that girl, and the detective agency, a I don't know when I will be able to repay the favor.

The atmosphere in the alley fell silent for a while.

Oda Sakunosuke, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

It seemed that he was distracted, but in fact, he had carefully looked at the situation of Ango Sakaguchi, and confirmed in his heart the receding hairline of the other party and the blackness in front of his eyes.

——It seems that sudden death can happen at any time, is Ango really okay?

So he said, "Let's have a drink together when you have time, Ango."

Hearing this from the person who was the first to utter the words that declared the end of the friendship and was also the victim of the incident, Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Dazai standing behind puffed up his face somewhat dissatisfied.

——Okay, since Oda Saku said so, and the cooperation with the Supernatural Secret Service is also the meaning of Amcha-chan...

"It's better to do it now."

Emotions come and go quickly, the black-haired young man raised his head with a smile, and proposed clearly, "If you want me to say, this is also part of the work - since you have been notified, Ganchajiang must have said more than that."

"Let's talk."

The three people in Yokohama walked towards Lupin's bar side by side, and on Yuanyue's side, the first-year student who took the upgrade exam happened to get off the plane and set foot on the land of Hakodate, the first stop in Hokkaido.

According to Gancha's analysis, the assessment in Hakodate is the test that needs the least worry - because the assessment route has not been separated, and all students are in the same venue.

According to the new regulations, a neutral inspector will ensure that the content of the on-site assessment is consistent with the standards.

And it is.

Seeing the teacher who was brainwashed by Center and wanted to tamper with the assessment was turned away by the inspectors, everyone laughed tacitly, and turned their heads to look at Zi, who was walking behind, with joyful expressions girl with hair.

After entering the hotel building under Yuanyue as the examination room, the whole body was finally surrounded by heating.

Gancha, who seldom spoke along the way because she was afraid of the cold, let out a long sigh of relief, and began to untie the white scarf around her neck and the standard black croissant jacket covered with baby warmers.

The girl's nose was a little red from the cold, as if a little wronged, coupled with that relieved expression, and the look of lowering her eyes and earnestly unbuttoning, she looked very cute.

After hanging up his coat, Gancha raised his eyes and saw everyone's sparkling eyes and the background full of pink flowers. He couldn't help but tilt his head, showing a lovely puzzled expression: "?"

"Well--!"

The boys and girls covered their hearts overwhelmed.

"..."

The silver-haired boy who was just passing by, but stopped aside, twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to leave this area where the concentration of fools is too high, but he didn't want to be discovered.

"Oh, it's you, Hayama!"

The red-haired boy's eyes lit up, and he waved his hands enthusiastically, "Long time no see, how are you?"

Hearing Chuangzhen's voice of greeting, Gan Cha also smiled and looked sideways.

She may not have seen Ye Shan for a long time.

In the early stage, she was so busy that she had to pay attention to the withdrawal regulations, and then to help the victimized restaurants, find ways to draw the salary of the Ji regime, and occasionally take supplementary classes. She didn't even pay attention to the preservation of the school's research club.

However, the moment she saw Hayama, the girl frowned.

"I wanted to ask you before, but I can't seem to get in touch."

The unconscious Soma asked with a bright and concerned expression:

"I don't seem to have heard of your battle report——Is Xijian's research team okay? Haha, but you won't lose to others—"

If the girl's gaze had any substance, Ye Shan lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

"You should mind your own business first, Xing Ping Chuangzhen." His tone was a little cold.

The haughty young man is not usually a very enthusiastic person, but this kind of reaction seems a little abnormal.

Chuangzhen touched his chin, inexplicably feeling that something was wrong, when he was about to ask carefully, the examiner's voice suddenly came from the door.

"Now announce the grouping situation—"

He just moved his eyes away a little, and when he looked back, the silver-haired boy had disappeared into the crowd of students who were rushing forward and looking nervously at the examiner.

Chuangzhen blinked in puzzlement, and was about to have a few words with Gan Cha beside him on this matter, when he turned his head and saw the girl's frowned eyebrows.

"..."

As a young man with a big heart, he also sensed something bad.

But the exam began in no time, and the content was to make a salmon dish according to the recipe taught by Center in class.

Without encountering any obstacles, everyone passed the test with ease, and walked to the restaurant where dinner was served together after the end.

"...It's absolutely impossible to go on like this."

At the back of the line, Erina folded her arms around her chest, her face full of displeasure.

"The students in my group just memorized the recipes mechanically, completely unable to understand the purpose of each step. It is impossible to apply it to other dishes in the future. Such teaching is meaningless."

"really."

Gan Cha nodded, "Ordinary students don't need to have the ability to think, they are just cultivated as tools for practice - that's probably the intention of the Center."

While saying this, the girl's eyes searched for the figure of the silver-haired boy in the dining room, but found nothing.

——It should have left with the people from the Center.

Thinking of this, Gan Cha shook his head, talked to Erina beside him, and stayed in the corridor for the time being.

Looking at the quiet night with howling snow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a person's number.

After dinner, all the students participating in the assessment boarded the Moon Shadow train and went to the next examination room separately.

The interior walls of the carriages are painted in a luxurious golden light, and the Turkish carpets with exquisite patterns are under your feet.Oil paintings depicting scenes are hung in the aisle, and fresh cut flowers with stretched petals and water droplets are impressively placed in genuine Sevres porcelain vases.

The conductors in uniform lined up on both sides, with just the right kindness, smiling at every student who walked up the steps.

"Ah, sure enough, we are the only resistance team in this car."

Ryoko pulled Yuuhime who was looking around excitedly, glanced back, and said a little uneasy.

"Isn't that good too!"

You Ji raised her arms and cheered, "It's completely our world!"

After putting down their luggage, the curious people began to explore this legendary luxury train.

"Wow-"

The lively people exclaimed uncontrollably, "The bar and restaurant are fine, but there are even beauty salons and spa pools?"

"There's also a gym... It doesn't feel like there's a space limitation. It's probably going to be like a cruise ship, building a stadium."

Someone couldn't help being speechless, "Sure enough, it's Yuanyue's style."

And a bigger surprise is waiting for them sitting in the small conference room.

"Senior Ishiki!"

The dormitory students in Jixing dormitory happily rushed forward, "Why are you here!"

"Hehe, all the lovely juniors are working hard,"

Yisehui replied with a smile, "How can I enjoy leisure by myself?"

"Oh, I see, Isshiki-senpai is too boring to stay alone in the dormitory."

Yuuhime immediately dismantled the stage.

"Eh—? How can you say that!"

The brown-haired boy made an injured expression as if struck by lightning.

The heartwarming reunion lasted only a brief 10 minutes.When the time came, Hisako Nido, who was pinching the stopwatch by the side, made a move mercilessly, dragged everyone away aggressively, and went to another conference room to continue the Hokkaido tutoring.

The reliable senior just now closed the door of the conference room amidst the wailing of the juniors without changing his face, and then turned his head to look at the two girls sitting at the table.

"Then, Kamcha, Nakiri-kun,"

He smiled and said, "Let's discuss the next development."

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