I'll retire when I'm done

"...It's not very good, I was accidentally placed one by one."

In the messy and bloody battlefield, Osamu Dazai's oversized clothes floated gently over the mutilated corpse on the ground. The young man's expression was cold and unrecognizable, his eyes were covered by his messy and soft curly hair, and it was even more impossible to see his eyes clearly. Identify what he was thinking; on the other side, Zhong Yuan Zhong also squatted lightly outside the bloodstains, staring at this tragic scene in the Shura field while talking.

It is roughly confirmed that there are a few body damages here that are not too obvious. It can be seen that these people are usually pampered. The interesting thing is that even the guards at the gate don’t seem to be used to using weapons. It can be dealt with by disqualification in the world, but the knowledge of conjurers is almost zero, and even Osamu Dazai is reluctant to investigate further.

People's first reaction to the unknown is not curiosity, but fear—it has nothing to do with guts, it's instinct.

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, Dazai? It's impossible for human beings to achieve such an exaggerated level, right?" Nakahara Nakaya stood far away from the periphery, looking at this side with disgust.

Osamu Dazai didn't respond to him immediately, the boy took out his cell phone and broadcasted a number, and the other side quickly connected, "Mr. Mori, now there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to listen to?"

A helpless sigh came from the other side of the phone: "Let me guess, the good news is that you found her, right?"

"Strictly speaking, it is to find out where she is, not to find her." The young man squatted down and fiddled with the clothes of a dead body. The traditional kimono styles were chosen even ordinary well-to-do families would not refer to them. Taking advantage of the extravagant materials, Dazai Osamu followed closely to see if there were any other clues.

"That's not good news, Dazai-kun."

"Forgive me, Mr. Mori, if I didn't investigate it myself, I wouldn't know that such a ghostly place still exists in Japan-seriously, aren't you joking?" Osamu Dazai sighed, looking up at the bloody place. "A place that even the military would avoid talking about. I thought it was their limit to tolerate Yokohama."

"Yokohama doesn't count as tolerance." Mori Ogai said warmly, "The attitude of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is very clear, the next step we have to do is to get a 'permission' from them, but I roughly know where you are... ...The situation of conjurers and supernatural beings is not comparable, in a sense, their privileges are indeed above ours."

At this time, Zhong Yuanzhong had already bypassed the bloody place and came to the side of Dazai Zhi. He heard a faint voice from the mobile phone, and looked at him strangely: "What do you mean? This group of people who died is worse than going to hell." The guy is actually better than the port mafia?"

Osamu Dazai sighed: "Don't you understand Chuya...? What we are going to face next is no longer a group of supernatural beings, but a group of people who are used to confronting non-human beings who don't even have a sense of morality. Terrible guys, not bound by laws and customs, they even have a separate world and their own rules, unlike the port mafia who have to consider many fears, these guys are the trouble in the trouble."

Zhongyuan Zhong also blinked, with a half-understanding expression on his face, he barely understood and there was one thing he didn't understand: "What does that have to do with us?"

"It turns out that there is no..."

Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue.

"But who made Mr. Boss of the port mafia insist on chasing someone... In the light and in the dark, the lady who was being chased must have noticed our traces early on. She simply saw that we were idle, so she took the Throw the mess over here, right?"

"Huh!? Why!!!" Nakahara Chuya's voice suddenly rose: "We just came here, didn't we!? Why should you doubt us!"

Osamu Dazai paused, and glanced at his fried-haired companion with subtle eyes.

"Zhongye..."

He sighed for a long time: "Actually, there are two choices before them. The murderer is obviously very clear... But she has too many identities. After all, the choice is to directly target an important figure at the national level and the most powerful person in military history." The young and most promising major general, and a violent organization that is illegally held by the government and has not yet been granted a supernatural organization license. If you were asked to choose a side, which one would you choose as the target of your next revenge? ?”

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also resentfully said: "Then I choose the port mafia."

Osamu Dazai: "Yes."

Whether it is the world of conjuration or the supernatural secret service department, it seems that they are independent from the government, but after all, they also live on the land of this country. Some things are not serious and they can be allowed to do whatever they want. This country tolerates conjuration. The existence of the world is largely because there are some things that no one can do except them. In order to maintain social stability, conjurers have a certain degree of privilege.

"And this is my guess to a certain extent." Osamu Dazai said quietly again: "After all, I don't know if these conjurers know the real identity of my sister... I just took into account her previous whereabouts and the things involved. Object--"

Yokohama, Mafia.

Mori Ogai on the other side of the phone and Nakahara Nakahara standing next to him also thought about it at the same time.

"No matter what the possibility is, considering her impeccable character, assuming that she really did it herself, then there must be a hole card in her hand that these magicians dare not directly attack him."

But no matter which option they choose, the anger of the conjurers will definitely go to Yokohama.

There was a chuckle on the other side of the phone, but there was no trace of anger: "This is her handwriting. It's been a long time since I've been pushed back...then come on Dazai-kun, don't die when I can't reach out!" Place, there is no way for you to die now."

"Yes, yes~" Osamu Dazai elongated his voice unhappily: "If you have time to call me and say such sarcastic remarks to me, you should think about yourself! The attitude of that sister, Kazuhito, will poke us in the eyes!"

"Don't underestimate me, Dazai-kun."

Mori Ogai's voice still had a relaxed smile: "I'm that person's adjutant. If I can't handle this, I don't have the right to stand by her side for so long."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was also influenced to relax a lot: "What are you going to do?"

"Yokohama has been completely disturbed by the 'Evil Eye', demons and monsters have surfaced above the water, powerful, weak, dormant... All the pre-preparations have been made - the most useful knife has been handed over, Dazai Jun."

"Huashuidongyin's method of killing people with a knife is not only available to one person."

Standing in the office of the head of the mafia building, Ogai Mori looked at the power distribution map of the major power organizations in Yokohama that he investigated through the magic eye rewards in front of him, and his smile grew deeper.

"It's time to come back, Dazai-kun."

"—Our war is about to begin."

***

"—Rin Taro, he would probably say this, misfortune or something... I used some tricks to divert their target, and Rin Taro would probably use an organization that had a bad relationship with the port mafia to transfer the conjurer. Anger; ah, it probably doesn’t matter who the target is, anyway, those old men just need a channel to vent their anger and express their sense of existence, whether they have dealt with the real murderer or not is not important to them.”

The second grade went to other places for the mission of astral body. Not long ago, two first-year students were also dragged to work as temporary workers. Bai Hong wandered lazily around the Wutiao family mansion for a while, she was generous. I used an ordinary mobile phone to contact there, calmly and leisurely arranging the next work.

Zhongtian Shantouhuo has gotten used to his own boss's doing whatever he wants, and he has been able to calmly face her lazy and relaxed attitude, and continued to ask calmly: "But Major General, the magic world has always been in harmony with us... not necessarily Somebody will have the guts to reach out to Yokohama."

"No, they will."

Bai Hong said with a smile.

"The rotten wood soaked in the smell of power can't stand the slightest temptation - offense, anger, demonstration, other places do not allow the hands of conjurers to go over the government's head, and there is enough chaos in this land to have a suitable The reason why they reach out is Yokohama. The conjurers who are used to the existence of the savior have finally obtained it and will not be willing to let go... As long as they are given a little guidance, they will be very happy to try to take over Ownership over there."

Her voice was as calm as ever.

"To put it mildly, it is to save Yokohama, which is in dire straits, but to put it too far, it seems that there is no difference between saying that they want to replace the government and occupy land as king."

Power breeds ambition, and ambition grows with desire. Unlike the Yokohama Mafia, which still maintains an appearance of peace with the government and the Supernatural Secret Service, conjurers live in their independent world, and probably never put the powers of this country in their place. in the eyes.

There was also a faint happy smile on the corner of Zhongtian Shantouhuo's mouth: "How to define it, isn't it up to you?"

"Don't say it's so cruel~ Mr. Zhongtian," Bai Hong said with a grin, "It is the unshirkable responsibility of soldiers to uphold ideal justice."

"So what do we need to do?"

"do nothing."

Bai Hong said with a smile.

"Let them fight, the more fierce the fight, the better. Conjurers don't understand supernatural beings, and supernatural beings don't understand conjurers... Both sides are in the testing stage at the same time, which will help us figure out the level of combat power and bottom line of both sides. What's the matter, during this spare time, you may consider contacting Changan Island, the last batch of soldiers should be evacuated immediately, please call the Secret Service Section."

"I understand, let's make arrangements."

Bai Hong lowered his head and closed the phone, and then exhaled lightly. The maids who had been waiting by her side followed her footsteps and silently opened the door of Wutiaojia's meeting room. She raised the corner of her mouth and stepped into it, looking at the A group of Wutiao families with different expressions couldn't help laughing brighter and brighter when they were old.

"So everyone, let's talk about a new topic now."

The young woman dressed in the uniform of a major general started the scene with a smile. She walked briskly around the crowd and sat calmly on the main seat under the complicated gazes of the crowd. Hong clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, raised his eyebrows lazily, and asked with a smile:

"——Regarding the Gosan family that I mentioned before becoming the Gojo family, what do you guys think?"

Everyone looked at each other with unclear expressions.

A few seconds later, a few people started to raise their hands, and finally swept around randomly. The overwhelming majority of those who raised their hands agreed. Seeing that the situation was not good, three or two people quietly raised their hands and hid in the crowd.

Bai Hong snapped his fingers happily, and nodded approvingly.

"Very well, let's start the meeting."