I'll retire when I'm done

The room arranged for Bai Hong was very spacious, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as luxurious.

Her fingers lightly brushed the delicate tassels hanging on the sofa, and the sound of her footsteps was silently swallowed by the thick cashmere carpet, only the clock hanging on the wall was swinging the second hand regularly, making a crunching sound.

very quiet.

The woman was sitting on the sofa, resting her chin with one hand and listening to the sound of the second hand swinging, quietly counting the time, with nothing to do, she simply started thinking about some messy things.

It's very late, going back at this time will disturb Xiaohui's sleep.

Fortunately, he has been vaccinated, and the child is used to going out early and returning late, or occasionally not seeing anyone for two or three days; on the bright side, he is protected by the Supernatural Secret Service and Fuheshier, but he also stays behind secretly. With the Dark Moon Ring...with the triple protection, there is no need to worry about the child's safety.

—Maybe, you can let go of your hands and feet and do some things on your own.

She turned her head slightly, listening to the sounds outside.

The steady footsteps came from far to near, and finally stopped at the door.After a short conversation, the guards who were guarding the door also left slowly. After their voices disappeared, the visitor knocked on the door politely, as if he was the offending guest.

"Excuse me, sir."

Mori Ogai's voice sounded from outside the door, his tone and wording were exactly the same as when he was on Ever Dark Isle.

No, there is still a difference.

Bai Hong thought to himself.

For example, if he didn't open his mouth at this time, he had already opened the door.

The woman turned her head slightly, and heard the low and pleasant chuckle of the man when he stepped into the room.

She was not annoyed, she raised her head and turned in the direction of the voice, and asked calmly, "I'm blind, so happy?"

"No, on the contrary, my lord."

He knelt down, raised his head, covered her cheeks with warm fingers, and carefully traced the outline of her eyes.

She heard the man sighing: "You can't understand how much your subordinates love you."

Bai Hong tilted his head slightly, avoiding the opponent's fingers.

Mori Ogai didn't care about the other party's attitude. He slowly closed his fingers and pressed his fingertips against the palm of his hand, as if intending to retain the short-lived soft touch. His voice became deeper and deeper:

"They didn't take good care of you, did they?"

"Rin Taro." Bai Hong bowed his head slightly. Even without removing the white silk from his eyes, she could meet Mori Ogai's meaningful and deep gaze with incomparable precision: "You are no longer my adjutant."

"It's okay."

The man's fingers slid down from the side of her face, gently wrapping around her long, smooth hair that fell from her shoulders, with a half-smile on his face.

"I still recognize you as my 'Major General'."

"But are you still the major general at that time?"

Before she could respond, Mori Ogai asked with a chuckle.

There was not much hostility in that voice, nor was there any ironic malice hidden. The man seemed to be the seemingly loyal and reliable adjutant at that time, and he was sincerely worried about something for his loyal officer: "I believe that the higher-ups care about you. I believe in your power to hold hearts—but I don't trust anyone else."

I don't believe that they will always respect Bai Hong, and I don't believe that their heads are smart enough-whether it is a puppet who only obeys Bai Hong's orders, or a madman who is stupid enough to try to control her, they will all become dregs in her eyes.

"Is it useful for people other than me?"

Mori Ogai suddenly smiled and asked her such a slightly strange question.

Bai Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat understanding what the other party meant.

"You said it before, compared to ambitious subordinates, foolish and loyal people who only follow orders give you more headaches—"

"Ah, I said so."

"So--"

The curvature of Mori Ou's outer lip gradually deepened.

"After you come back, do you want to continue to 'use' me?"

Use me, use me, tear apart my flesh and soul like in the past, let me bow down to you willingly.

Who else can give you so much trouble, and who else deserves to be treated like this, but me?

"What do you want now? Is it Yokohama, Ever Dark Island, or a wider territory?"

His tone was pleasant, filled with an incomprehensible almost bewitching tenderness: "As long as you speak, I will still bow my head for you."

"I'm from the military, and Lin Taro is already the leader of the mafia." Bai Hong replied meaningfully: "Do you think these words of yours are useful to me?"

Mori Owai let out a chuckle.

"I know you, my lord—perhaps better than any man in the world."

"Naturally, I also know the city and the organization in my hands."

he replied.

"That's why I say these words to you - what you expect is one step away from the throne, of course you won't sit on it, you won't be the real 'king' who rules everything, but you won't either Allow anyone to go over your head;

For this reason, you need counterbalancing power more than anyone else. The power of the military can be relied on but not enough to be a knife in your hand. You are too ambitious, but there are too many disobedient guys... The port mafia is the most suitable right now Chess piece, why should I fight against you?Against my erstwhile commander, against the still-disrupted port mafia against the youngest major general?stupid way. "

Bai Hong raised the corner of his mouth: "Oh, Lin Taro, are you planning to give me the entire organization in your hands?"

"Strictly speaking, I made this request based on the premise that I know that you will not accept it."

Once Bai Hong, the major general, reaches out, the port mafia will lose its own black value-her fastest and most effective channel is to control the leader of this organization, and now, Mori Ogai will control himself give up.

"In public and in private, I look forward to becoming the knife in your hand again."

"oops……"

She clicked her tongue very lightly, as if she was dissatisfied: "I can only continue to 'use' you? ... You have grown a lot, Lin Taro, even I dare to plot against you."

The ending of her last sentence rose slightly, as if she had accepted the other party's suggestion.

"My pleasure, my lord."

Mori Ogai readily accepted the other party's evaluation, he got up and took out the contract and pen from his pocket, and handed them to Bai Hong.

"This is the final step. Although the Port Mafia is an underground black organization, these procedures are still there."

"...You don't really think this thing can control me, do you?"

Mori Ogai smiled and answered: "Why? I didn't see you being so obedient during the years when you had to be restrained by me when you were a child... I just want to remind you that subordinates are different from military police. It is impossible to put your relationship directly on the surface, and I will only accept assignments and orders from you alone. In the future, whether you want to take information or transfer funds from me, you will always need a suitable identity and reason to do it. of."

Bai Hong tilted his head and let out a low laugh.

"threaten me?"

"You need people, and you need money."

Mori Ogai lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes in a submissive manner, he answered in a low tone.

"Even the military police and the secret service department directly under your control cannot face the magician directly-you wouldn't want to directly break through you and the last layer of window paper for a trivial matter, wouldn't you? Some things even 'War Ghost' is also helpless, there is no way, this is the disadvantage of 'decency'."

Bai Hong had already pulled out the cap of the pen, but at this moment his finger turned, and he closed the pen again with a click.

"Let me think."

"It's just a piece of paper, my lord." Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "I don't even think this piece of paper can trap you, but are you hesitant?"

"You said it too, Lin Taro~ I'm 'decent'~" Bai Hong said with a smile, "Sitting in this position, no matter how reluctant you are, you have to do something like a good boy."

This kind of thing is always easy to suffer for the obedient party; the spirit of contract has always been the thing that Bai Hong can't trust the most, but it has to be said that she has to bear the status of a major general for a day, and there are some things that she can simply say no to.

Baihong rested his chin with one hand, thoughtful.

"So anxious and so sure that I will sign, why, you already have plans for the magic world?"

"Unfortunately, no, maybe because of the special problem of 'communication partner', the port mafia also has nothing to do with these guys."

Mori Ogai replied docilely.

When talking about the magician, the man sneered a little mockingly between his words: "—in my opinion, they are just a group of strange supernatural beings who have obtained the same power. As a whole, they pay more attention to their own privileges than their due morality and obligations, each of them considers himself so arrogant that he looks down on others... I don’t know if the great ideal of protecting human society will be realized, but the degree of xenophobia is terribly high.”

After seeing the Port Mafia tightly held in the hands of the former leaders, Mori Ogai knew too well what would happen to an organization that was unwilling to accept new blood and brand-new ideas-this is the case with the Port Mafia, let alone Conjurers with traces that have been passed down for more than a thousand years?

——Superbenders and conjurers are also third-party forces that are specially treated by the government, and there are subtle differences in them; while Mori Ogai, the port mafia and conjurers theoretically do not interfere with each other, Mori Ogai He chose to study them purely because he was curious about what Bai Hong would do.

"Ah... that would be great."

Bai Hong clapped his hands happily, and said with a smile.

"I'm still thinking that if Rintaro also joins in, maybe this time he will really kill you."

Hearing her merciless laughter, Mori Ogai leaned forward slightly, and asked softly:

"Are you going to kill me?"

"It depends." Bai Hong replied briskly, "If necessary, I will do it."

"You really are a ruthless lord..." He seemed angry, but when he bent over to stroke her temples, his tone was more of a helpless complaint: "Let's ask why you would kill me——I just did it for you Knowing a little bit about the magic world, it doesn’t affect you at all, does it? What could it be for..."

Ogai Mori's thoughts suddenly rang out a piece of information that Osamu Dazai had spit out casually, his tone suddenly sank, and he subconsciously restrained the sense of ridicule that he spoke with ease.

What if it's not for something, but for someone?

"……who is it?"

Bai Hong clasped his hands together and put his lips together, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned. She was blindfolded, but it was just a simple upturned appearance.

From Mori Ogai's point of view, it was a very pleasant and even slightly malicious smile.

"Rin Taro," she said softly, "Even as an 'adjutant', your question is somewhat offensive."

"……yes."

Mori Ogai looked at her, and raised the corner of his mouth after a long time.

"You are tired, my lord." Her former adjutant said in the most docile tone, "It seems that the eyes have caused unnecessary burden to you, please take a good rest."

Bai Hong slightly raised his eyebrows.

This meant that he did not intend to let her go.

There are many ways to leave, this tall building is not enough to trap the war ghost, presumably Mori Ogai himself is very clear - but she also understands that the other party holds a different bargaining chip in his hand, Mori Ogai left a few years in advance On Changan Island, there is Natsume Soseki to help lead the way, and there is Changan Island with elite soldiers trained by her personally, coupled with the accumulation of the port mafia for many years and Mori Ogai's own ability, this man has a good layout in this city. The accumulation of paving the way so far cannot be easily overthrown by Bai Hong with a few words.

It must be admitted that, for now, the degree of freedom in this city of Risen Ogai is even higher than that of the military.

Before she has enough hole cards, at least she will not challenge the opponent's patience now.

What is certain is that Mori Ogai can still be used by her, but the fangs of this mad dog are looming, and it is two different things to not mind the subordinate's ambition and to accept the subordinate's ambition.

It's been a long time, this feeling of being controlled by others.

...To be honest, I don't miss it very much.

The door lock fell, and his footsteps went away. Bai Hong sat alone in the room for a while, and suddenly raised his hand and tore off the white silk from his eyes. , She closed her eyes forcefully and then raised her hands to rub them. When she opened them again, there were a pair of jewel-like blue eyes, with clear eyes and clear vision. They were a pair of normal eyes.

It is not very pleasant to use the first fire to forcefully suppress the magic power circuit of the magic eyes and restore normal vision, but in this situation, there is no need to slowly warm up and wait for the magic eyes to fully grow. It didn't achieve the perfect effect as expected, but it was more than enough to carry out the next step.

Bai Hong opened the window to feel the cold wind at night. She raised her legs and sat directly on the window frame. She didn't care that she was on a height of more than ten floors. No, she swung her legs and took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number she had already known by heart.

The phone rang for a while before being picked up slowly.

Compared to the indifference of the opposite party, Bai Hong's reaction was much more lively: "Hey, you are enlightened~"

The other side of the phone was quiet for a while, and then Gojo Satoru's unbelievable voice sounded: "Where did you get my call from?"

Bai Hong replied quite calmly: "I want it from Xia You, after all, it's my fiancé's phone number, so it's only natural to memorize it."

"...Who is your fiancé!" The child on the other side of the phone roared angrily, and it sounded a little bit annoyed: "Don't say things that don't have a single character like an established fact!"

"Sigh," the kid I've been fancying has had a bad temper for a day or two, Bai Hong sighed quietly, his tone was still gentle and gentle: "Aren't you happy when I called you?"

"Why should I be happy!"

"Eh……"

The woman drew a long ending voice slowly: "I thought Wu would be very happy."

There was a pleasant smile in her voice suddenly: "Because I only communicated by letter before, and Wu never wrote me a reply, I thought everyone was very unfamiliar... I thought about it later, very Even if I only called you once in a year, maybe I could at least recognize your voice when we met for the first time."

Bai Hong paused for a moment, quietly listening to the abrupt voice on the other side of the phone who seemed to have accidentally dropped something, considerately leaving a few seconds of free buffer time, and when he spoke again, his tone slowed down a bit, with an inexplicable sense of melancholy: "Speaking of which, I really thought about whether you had forgotten me."

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone, and it took a while for her bad-tempered kid to explain in a low voice: "...I don't."

Bai Hong smiled lightly.

Then she said to the child on the other side of the phone in a gentle tone:

"--I know."

Of course she knew why Gojo Satoru didn't write the letter.

That is a child who is not good at connecting with emotions. He is a child of God who is high above and ignorant of the joys of the world. He always just needs to spread his palms and wait for others to put candy in his palms; Vocabulary: It's not so much Wutiao Wu's reluctance to write to her, it's better to say that Wutiao Wu in his youth didn't feel that Bai Hong's feelings need to be maintained deliberately in order to continue to exist.

Her arrogant, pure, curmudgeonly little friend.

——In the face of children who can only open their hands and wait.

This time, the other side of the phone was silent for a long time before changing the subject in a stiff tone, and asked dryly, "...you called me just to talk about this, right?"

"Huh? Of course not." Bai Hong replied lightly: "I just feel that since we have already decided on the next step, then I have to show some sincerity first, don't I?"

Gojo Satoru sneered, "What can you give me?"

Bai Hong answered lightly.

"--its me."

Taking advantage of the moment when the voice on the other side of the phone stopped abruptly, she asked another question: "I'll give you myself, do you want it?"

Gojo Satoru obviously didn't realize what she said, and retorted almost instinctively: "How do you give it to me?"

The woman glanced up at the sky and then down at the ground.

"I will send you a coordinate and wait for you to come and pick me up. Whether you come or not, I will jump from here in an hour."

This time Gojo Satoru was silent for about five seconds before regaining his voice.

"--ha!???"

"Wait where are you!!!"

"This is the tallest building in Yokohama. Let's check the height...about the eighteenth floor?"

The person on the other side of the phone roared instantly: "What if I can't make it in time!!!"

"Jump—after all, trust is the first step in marriage." Bai Hong swung his legs nonchalantly, and explained plausibly to the opposite party, "It's more than enough time to rush here in an hour, after all, you are Wutiao Wu~"

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "...Are you kidding me?"

"Well, I don't deny that there is such an element."

Bai Hong's tone was cheerful.

"Although no matter what, I will jump off whether I can see you or not after an hour."

She said with a smile in her voice, "Want to gamble, Wu?"

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and asked, Baihong could already hear the noisy and chaotic background sound around him, not to mention running wildly, but the sound was almost the same: "Bet I can't make it through?"

"how come--!"

Bai Hong laughed loudly: "Bet whether I will believe you and choose to jump from here an hour later."

She put down the phone, and calmly observed the dizzying height of the tall building.

Trust, life, self.

This is the price that Baihong gave first—a price that only belongs to Wujou.

She knew he would want it.

Severing the six eyes, splitting the Wujo family, ignoring family background and qualifications, he asked himself to only look at the simple Wujo Wu.

OK, what a simple question.

—— Correspondingly, she will also give up all the glory and status she won during this period, whether it is a war ghost or a major general, if what Gojo Satoru wants most is Bai Hong, then give it to him.

Listening to the sound of the second hand moving, Bai Hong slowly calculated the countdown in his heart. The height of the eighteenth floor depends on whether there are young people with white hair coming down below. Hung could see clearly if she needed to, but she didn't bow her head.

——Exhausting all means, Gojo Satoru, who ran all the way to the coordinates on his legs and leaned on his legs for the last distance, suddenly raised his head, and saw a scene that made people's eyes tear apart.

On the only wide-open window of the tall building, Bai Hong was sitting there swinging his legs leisurely waiting for the time—she said she wanted to believe that he was really not adulterated at all, and she didn't even look down!

Ten seconds before an hour, Six Eyes clearly saw that the woman sitting by the window clapped her hands easily, without even half a moment's hesitation, she jumped down directly——!

—that madman! ! !

Gojo Satoru was startled into a cold sweat almost immediately by her!

The reflexivity of the no-lower-limit technique is the strongest. The silver-haired conjurer didn't even know when he rushed over. When he was in the air, he no longer had the joy of wandering around the world in the past. He could only hear the wind in his ears, and subconsciously The outstretched arm was pressed down with a living weight, until the woman's light laughter broke the frozen nerves, and Gojo Satoru's eyes were able to refocus.

He lowered his eyes in a trance, and the first thing he saw was Bai Hong who had fallen into his arms. Her brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and she opened a pair of gem-like blue eyes, looking at him with sparkle.

"Good evening, my little fiancé."

She raised her hand to touch the young man's pale cheeks that were bloodless from fright, and naturally leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth, and patted his violently beating chest, with a very relieved tone.

"Congratulations on catching me."

"..."

Gojo Satoru's pupils suddenly contracted slightly.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, followed by a very light smile.

"……what."

He seems to respond, but also seems to mutter to himself.

"I got you."

——In the dark alley ten years ago, the free wings of birds merged into the sky.

——At this moment, ten years later, she jumped down happily and fell into the embrace of a person she had been waiting for for a long time.