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This afternoon.

Nakahara, who had just finished the mission and was planning to return to his mission, also noticed that something was wrong with Osamu Dazai.

Although the relationship between the two is bad, it does not prevent them from being cooperative partners. He can probably see a little bit what Osamu Dazai is thinking.

Even if there was a subtle deviation in this understanding after Osamu Dazai succeeded as the head of Mafia at the port, the difference was not too great.

Osamu Dazai's performance is very wrong.

After hesitating and hesitating to speak, he looked at him for a long time. Under his unbearable threatening eyes, he hesitated to ask how to get along with his very cute son.

Chuya Zhongya's face was full of question marks on the spot, and his mind didn't turn around for a while.

Very cute... son?

He wanted to force himself to ignore this strange question, but he guessed in horror from the expression on Dazai Osamu's face that this guy was serious.

Zhongyuan Zhongye leaned back tactically, couldn't help but took a big step backwards, and his tone was a little amazed for a while.

"You bastard...!"

Halfway through the sentence, I was too shocked to say anything.

Consciously asking the wrong person, Osamu Dazai didn't even raise his eyelids. He simply ignored the mission report submitted by Nakahara Chuya and him, and just sat on the seat in a daze.

Seeing Osamu Dazai who was ignoring others and not working for a long time, Nakahara couldn't hold back, but he didn't grab his collar directly, but slapped his hands hard on the desk On, looking a little irritable.

"Say it clearly, bastard!"

It was revealed that the newly appointed head of Port Mafia had an illegitimate child or something... Well, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

But, that bastard Osamu Dazai has just taken over!

Although so many coveted coveters were swiftly dealt with by him, it is not ruled out that those who are interested will secretly spy and plan.

Such a weakness suddenly appeared, how could he not be vigilant!

As for why there is such a magical existence as a son, oh, that’s Osamu Dazai, and it won’t be strange for anything to happen to him...

Oh, it really is incredible!

So hurry up and tell me, bastard!

Osamu Dazai tilted his head while looking at Chuya who had been irritable for a while, his kite-colored eyes blinked, as if he was considering whether to tell Zhongya the truth.

嗛.

Never.

Osamu Dazai turned his head in disgust, he didn't want to give Nakahara Chuya the juvenile king Amway.

It would be good for the little dwarf to spend his whole life with work, so why let him distract Zhijun?

Zhongyuan Zhong, who was provoked by his eyes, suddenly felt his fists were very itchy, trying to bounce back and forth between beating him and beating him hard.

Osamu Dazai became the leader of Mafia at the port, so he can't be beaten?

Although there are indeed scruples, such as the leader's order cannot be disobeyed, this principle does not conflict with him beating the mackerel.

It's obviously this bastard who owes his mouth, otherwise he wouldn't be able to beat it!

It's fine to usurp the power and rise to the top, and the life and death of the ancestors are unknown...it doesn't matter much, as long as Osamu Dazai can steer Mafia well, he will be the new leader.

The ancestors had the grace to know and encounter them. He was convinced by Mr. Mori's ideas, so he voluntarily used them to become the sharp edge of the port Mafia, and then Osamu Dazai after the replacement will also be his object of allegiance.

As long as he can make the port mafia develop better, it's okay to ignore things like usurping the throne or murder for a while.

Osamu Dazai will eventually die at his hands.

He promises.

Dazai Osamu could think of these thoughts about Nakahara Chuya even if he didn't say it explicitly, so when he saw that Chuya really wanted to beat him up, he was shocked and refused.

No, no, there is something to say, this face must not be disfigured before meeting Zhijun, so he doesn't want to leave Zhijun with an incompetent image of his unlucky father being bullied by his irritable subordinates!

Dazai Osamu, who immediately changed his face and began to speak human language, escaped Chuya Nakahara's beating, and gave the order to pick up the person at the station with a high-spirited appearance.

Nakahara, who was not on the pick-up list and was very worried about Osamu Dazai's troubles, also transferred one of his followers, and became a driver with a vigilant face.

Then go to the station to pick up people.

He was too lazy to complain about the need for such a big show, and he didn't expect that the person he was going to pick up was so similar to Chief Dazai, but these were not the reasons for his shock.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this mackerel actually showed a submissive and docile expression, wishing to stick to Feng Xinzhi's body directly, not at all the demeanor of the leader of Mafia at the port.

Compared with the predecessors, it is almost the same.

Zhongyuan Zhong could only light a cigarette in the vicissitudes of life, feeling that he had broken his heart for the port Mafia.

Haven't you fucked enough yet?

5 minutes, if we don't separate the gossip of the Yokohama gangsters tonight, it will be the lace news of the chief of the Mafia at the port.

The new leader of Mafia, a port with a gloomy and indifferent aura that is so strong as to die, has been tamed by people who look like him in various ways...

I feel suffocated just thinking about it!

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned around and walked away, but he still endured it.

Given how dangerous the person opposite him is, he might not even be an opponent. In case Dazai tried to kill him, he wouldn't be able to kill the fish without looking at that bastard.

Why did Gojo Satoru suddenly come to Yokohama?Yokohama hasn't seen a need to use this recently, has it?

The world of conjuration is very exclusive. Although they are ancient and long-standing, they are not at all like people with supernatural abilities, which have become urban legends with a high rate of spread.

On the one hand, it was because all their activities were conducted in secret, and on the other hand, it was because of the small number of people.

However, these did not affect the influence of Gojo Satoru, who was so influential that it spread to the world of magic, that was truly powerful enough to destroy Japan as a country.

Here Zhongyuan Zhong is also tabooing Gojo Satoru, and over there Feng Xinzhi is saying goodbye to Fukuzawa Yukichi and Ranpo.

Ranbu nodded generously, glanced at Dazai Osamu who was standing obediently a few meters behind Feng Xinzhi with emerald green eyes, and felt that this guy behaved like a cat whose cub was almost robbed.

The cat that almost lost its cub looks calm but is actually very vigilant against anyone who communicates with the cub. Once the other party thinks of something bad, it will breathe heavily, trying to keep the kitten in its arms so that no one can see it.

Well, it's obviously a robbed employee of a detective agency.

Feeling that the other party was making trouble for no reason, he didn't intend to entangle too much, so he greeted Feng Xinzhi and left with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

As for the remaining Gojo, he seemed to have a premonition that the students who got their mouths might run away, and asked for their address with a warm and friendly smile.

Probably knowing that this is someone who can't do pigeons, Feng Xinzhi looked back at Osamu Dazai, and after seeing his slight nod, he reported the address of the five buildings of the Mafia headquarters at the port.

After receiving the reply, Gojo Satoru looked at the figures of the people in Mafia at the port who were gradually leaving, tapped his chin with his fingertips, and his thin lips with glazed luster slightly curved.

Well, in this case, let's go to Chinatown first.

The night was dark.

It was almost twelve o'clock when we returned to the port of Mafia.

Although Osamu Dazai wanted to have a long talk all night, he reluctantly let Feng Xinzhi go to sleep.

Staying up late is bad for your health.

Although he felt that staying up for a day or two occasionally was completely fine, Feng Xinzhi still accepted the kindness. He deliberately glanced at Dazai Osamu's slightly thin figure, and pursed the corners of his lips.

"Then you go to bed too."

Feng Xinzhi turned his face to face Dazai Osamu, with a shallow smile on his face, like light, wind and dream.

His voice was soft but with an indescribable comforting meaning.

"Good night, Mr. Zhi."

The whole figure of Osamu Dazai was reflected in the kite-colored eyes, making one feel as if he was being watched by the world that has been paying attention.

A strange sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

Osamu Dazai left the room lightly, and closed the door carefully and silently, for fear of disturbing Hyacinth inside.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was waiting outside the door, also rolled his eyes when he saw his movements, pressed his fingertips on the brim of his hat, and felt that mackerel had been out of order since this afternoon.

"Tsk, that person." Pushing away the orange hair hanging from the corners of his eyes, the deep blue eyes reflected the calmness and rationality of the top cadre of Mafia at the port, "Who is that Feng Xinzhi?"

Even though they looked alike, he didn't believe what Dazai Osamu said before, how could the age difference be father and son.

The temperament of the leader with the bandage on his left eye changed in an instant. The feeling of being well-behaved and docile disappeared completely, replaced by the aura of standing at the apex of the night in Yokohama, which made one fully imagine that there were piles of bones under his feet.

His iris-colored eyes withdrew their soft side, and once again spread out the abyss-like darkness.

"Why ask, Chuya."

Zhijun, at least for the time being, belongs to him.

……

early morning.

Gojo Gojo, who ate all night in Chinatown, seemed to sense something, and looked back at the five landmark buildings.

He gnawed the takoyaki slightly, and finally remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.

He forgot to tell Feng Xinzhi that non-spells cannot seal a curse spirit for a long time, especially a super-grade spell spirit.

Even if this curse spirit was born with supernatural powers.

Gojo Satoru, who taught students but misunderstood his children every day, paused for a moment, then continued to eat and eat without any guilt, but turned around and walked towards the direction of the Mafia building in the port.

At any rate, he was invited to come to the High School of Conjuration, so it's better to go and watch.

……

Sleep.

What appeared in front of me was a strange-looking library building, with smoky and transparent lights hovering in the air, and the dim light cast a dim shadow.

The study building without window gaps looks weird and gloomy.

An astonishing number of books, picture albums and brocade paintings are piled up on the infinitely extending bookshelves.

Feng Xinzhi's eyes fell on the narrow stairs next to the bookshelf, as if he had a premonition, he climbed up the stairs to the third floor.

The corridor is dark.

At the top of the study building, a white-haired old man in a shabby kimono stood with his hands behind his back. His muddy yellow eyes contained the calmness and wisdom accumulated over the years. He obviously looked like a hermit who lived in seclusion but was inexplicable. It makes people feel weird and evil.

The sorcerer, Kyogoku Natsuhiko.

He welcomed Feng Xinzhi with open arms.

"Welcome to my world - "Study Building Hanging Hall". "

The black and red "hanging" character was painted on the dome of the study building, and the ink marks dripped like dried blood oozing out.

Weird and eerie.

The author has something to say: Natsuhiko Kyogoku's "Study Building Hanging Hall" is still a rather amazing book.

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