Who is it.

Speaking of which, Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency seems to be often asked such questions by newcomers.

So much so that in the end, "guess Mr. Dazai's previous occupation" has become a prize-winning quiz with a high reward, but so far no one has been able to guess the answer.

So Yu Gongcui didn't answer directly, but asked in a delicate mood.

"What do you think, Shun-kun, who am I?"

The second half of the journey home with daily necessities completely turned into a guessing scene in a variety show.Hai Teng racked his brains to spit out one answer after another that was increasingly unreliable, but was ruthlessly denied.

"Bad boy?"

"wrong."

"Amateur boxer?"

"mistake."

"It looks normal, but it's a serial killer of a crazy newspaper behind the scenes?"

"Do I look that scary?"

"Frankenstein? Brain killer? Ahhh, it's not the mafia, is it?"

The boy took out the key from his pocket to open the door, bent down to change his indoor shoes, and put the shoes he and his younger brother had changed into the shoe cabinet.

It wasn't until I put the toilet paper and the like in my hand on the cabinet that I realized belatedly that I didn't seem to hear the familiar denial this time.

It should have just been overshadowed by the sound of closing the door and accidentally ignored, right?

However, when he turned his head and looked at the black-haired ghost, the reaction of the other party dispelled the last trace of uncertainty.

With a sense of relief after the secret was revealed, Yu Gongcui smiled and winked at the young man who opened his mouth slowly, raised his hand to his chest, and clapped his hands a few times.

"As expected of Shun-kun, I guessed it without any effort."

Kai Teng Shun's expression couldn't tell whether it was shock or excitement, his shoulders were tense, and his eyes were shining brightly.Looking back at his younger brother, confirming that the latter had turned on the TV and was completely immersed in the world of Soda Superman, he explained with a slightly trembling voice.

"I, I also guessed randomly... But, is it actually the Mafia?! Really? Really!"

Looking at his expression, it is obvious that red wine, suits, violent aesthetics, and all kinds of images that have been beautified by literary works appear in his mind.

With Kai Teng Shun's character, it is understandable to yearn for this cool-sounding abnormal career.

However, the second class belongs to the second class, and it is harmless to fantasize about saving the world. If you really have expectations of the mafia because of unrealistic ideas, this absolutely wrong orientation will only hurt yourself in the end.

So Yu Gongcui suppressed her smile, and coldly poured a basin of cold water on the excited Hai Teng instantly.

"You look like you're looking forward to it, Shun-kun. You can tell me a story, but don't forget, the reason why I became like this is all thanks to this job?"

The latter suddenly became terrified, and while the heat on his face faded, he hurriedly apologized to Yu Gongcui, who made his face sullen on purpose.

While secretly cursing at his previous dementia reaction, he felt that he must have seriously offended the other party, didn't see the expression on Yu Gong's face--are you angry!

When he was nervous, he couldn't help raising his head, sneaking a look at Yugong's reaction, for fear that his little friend would walk away in a fit of anger, and never forgive himself again.

"I was negligent, I'm very sorry!" He bowed at ninety degrees, wishing he could fold himself in half, "Well, I definitely, absolutely didn't mean to make you angry on purpose! It's really my fault to expose the scars... Boss, Anyway, I'm really sorry!"

After confirming that Kai Teng Shun had indeed erased the employment goal of the mafia from his life plan, and there was not even a trace left, Amamiya Cui also softened his expression and expressed his forgiveness briskly.

Hai Teng Shun finally breathed a sigh of relief, hesitantly sat on the sofa in the living room, watched cartoons with his younger brother for a while with his eyes open, but finally he couldn't resist his curiosity, so he managed to pluck up the courage and launched a trial again.

"I just said, you can tell me a story, does that still count?"

"Forget it." Yu Gongcui fiddled with the small toys on the table, and turned her head to look at him when she heard this, "What do you want to hear?"

Do I still need to ask?of course--

"your story."

As if worried about the other party's sudden repentance, Kai Teng quickly gave the answer.

"How did you join the Mafia, what is the most impressive thing, and what you want the most—"

The young man's dark red eyes did not blink, as if he wanted to see through the soul of the person he was looking at.

That feeling was not fake, he raised his face unconsciously, and said word by word, "I want to hear everything related to Yugong!"

Yu Gongcui opened her lips when she heard the words, and the words of rejection were already on the tip of her tongue.

A second before he was about to confide, there was a slight wavering.

Conceal all information about yourself, flatly refuse or smile perfunctory when asked.Not revealing anything is a protective measure for oneself, and silence has become a habit.

However, since a boy who is self-identified as a "friend" asks this question...

Is it really necessary to keep it?

He was silent for a long while, Kai Teng Shun fidgeted beside him waiting for a reply, only the sound of Soda Superman beating the weirdo was left in the room.

When the villain with a buttocks and chin fell to the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, Amamiya Tsui finally let out a silent breath and closed her eyes slightly amidst the cheers of the anime characters and Xiaoshotai Kaitoshi.

"...Keep it secret."

In his story, there are not many parts that can be told to Kai Teng Shun.

Omit the system, tasks, trust value, parallel world and the second week, and what is left is nothing more than a clichéd story of a slum boy being picked up by a mafia boss and working hard at his job to prove his worth.

But the core of the story is not the bloody struggle, but the bits and pieces of getting along with a certain black mud spirit and thinking that they are getting closer day by day.But for this part, he didn't want to look back, and passed it lightly.

There is nothing to say about the rest.

"In short, because I stepped into someone else's trap because I was too careless, it is only natural that I have fallen into this situation."

Amamiya Cui finally made a conclusion, waved the annoying face of the young man who claimed to be the redeemer from his mind, and looked up at Kai Teng Shun.

The boy's face was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't help expressing his disgust at the brazen Russian villain in the story.

"Wow, this guy?! It's terrible. Why on earth is he targeting Yugong like this?"

There can be many reasons.To weaken the port mafia, take revenge on Osamu Dazai, and increase his own strength... However, Amamiya Cui was also at a loss as to why he was unfortunately chosen.

In the end, it can only be attributed to fate.

He spread his hands wordlessly, expressing that he also wanted to know the answer.Kai Teng Shun tried to pat him on the shoulder sympathetically, and then withdrew his hand in embarrassment after the pat was empty, and put it on his lap honestly, pretending that he planned to do this from the beginning.

In order to break the gradually solidified atmosphere, Yu Gongcui cheered up a little bit, looked at the white-haired boy whose eyes were out of focus and trembling from time to time, and broke the other party's imagination with a loud voice.

"Didn't you say that I want to fulfill my wish? The story has already been told. Would you like to guess what my wish is?"

The latter looked at him blankly, with a dazed expression, as if the teacher handed out the exam paper after learning the binary linear equation, and when he opened it, he found that it was full of advanced mathematics.

"Hey, this? Isn't it... a little bit difficult..."

"It's okay, aren't you very good at getting the right answer, you guessed the occupation just now!" Yu Gongcui encouraged him without sincerity, with a standard smirk on his face, "Come on, Mr. Shun!"

"Even if you say so, I have absolutely no idea—"

"Tsk tsk, although he is a brave man who fights against the darkness, is it really too difficult for Shun-kun at this stage?"

Phantom's eyebrows are curved, and under the gentle and considerate surface is overflowing evil taste. He used small tricks to provoke him a little, "If you have to give up, just give up. If you can't do it, there is nothing you can do."

Hai Teng Shun ran straight into the trap at a speed of sprinting [-] meters, his cheeks flushed quickly, and his voice couldn't help but rise.

He bite the bullet and yelled: "Whoever says it can't be done, whoever says it can't be done! Isn't it just a guess!"

Yu Gongcui sat on the side with an innocent face, and when she heard this, she smiled slightly to show her encouragement.

[Wish—wish. 】

【Buried in the deepest part of the story, the only correct answer... What is it? 】

Hai Teng lay down on the sofa anxiously, staring at the gradually moving shadows of the window lattice on the snow-white ceiling, the gray dividing line that cuts the warm sunlight.

The boy on the side put his hands into the side pockets of the windbreaker, quietly pursed his lips and waited.

Is it really okay to be so contradictory when you obviously refuse to give any hints, but you bluntly hope that you can give the answer?

——However, this means that it must be something that I can do.

[As long as the answer is correct, the ghosts that linger here can be relieved. 】

After realizing this, the Adam's apple involuntarily slipped silently.

After a moment of hesitation, Kai Teng Shun propped the sofa with one hand, and sat up slowly and carefully.

Yu Gongcui, who was leaning on the sofa, cast a slanted look.

"Have you thought about it so soon?"

He replied in a low voice: "Anyway, there is no limit to the number of times, so you can guess slowly."

"That's right." The smile on the other party's face was pleasant, and he didn't feel offended. "Then, what's the first answer?"

After swallowing his saliva again, Kai Teng summoned up his courage and answered with difficulty.

"It's...'friend,'?"

Looking at the slightly widened eyes of the black-haired boy, after a breath, he quickly added.

"Because Amamiya seems sure that I can achieve my wish! Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is the only thing I can do."

Scratching his head, he stammered, "But we've already been friends—didn't I say that?"

[Friendly reminder to the host, the target's trust value has increased by 60 points.The current trust value is: [-] points. 】

[Congratulations to the host, most of the energy has been restored!An unqualified capture target was selected when the operation went wrong. This is a pure accident, and self-repair has begun... Cancel the qualification of "Kai Teng Shun" as a capture target, and start preparing to return to the original mission world! 】

——It was just an accident to come here.

Amamiya Cui's eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at Kai Teng Shun who was holding his breath and waiting for a reply, she slowly showed a smile that was so thorough that she could look straight into her heart without hiding the slightest bit.

He stretched out his right hand, which gradually became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and handed it to the boy.

"An unexpected harvest, the friendship between ordinary high school students?"

The latter stretched out his hand to cover it in a daze, because there was almost no sense of reality, and the voice of the question was full of uncertainty.

"You, are you leaving?"

"You should know that sooner or later."

Amamiya Cui blinked, did not tell unnecessary facts, but just comforted, "Since the first meeting, Shun-kun hoped that I would be relieved. There is nothing to regret about the perfect ending that I tried my best to bring about."

However, noticing the teardrops rolling in the eyes that were about to fall while the young man forced a smile, he still added a sentence by accident.

"Maybe there will be a chance to meet again in the future. So don't be sad, after all, fate is very wonderful."

When Kai Teng struggled to think about the meaning and looked up at him stupidly, Amamiya Cui sighed silently, and raised her hand to try to cover the boy's eyes.

Even though he knew he couldn't touch it, Kai Teng Shun subconsciously closed his eyes.

The words ringing in the ears were like mist, which gradually disappeared with the movement of the second hand.

"Although it was only a few days, I had a great time. Thank you for your hospitality——then, goodbye, Shun-kun."

For a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no one on the sofa, as if he had finally woken up after a long sleep, facing a dream that had not left a trace.

The boy who was sitting alone in the living room reached into his pocket, fumbled quickly, and then slowly grasped the necklace that he was keeping.

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Vision becomes dim.

When regaining consciousness again, what appeared in front of him was not Fyodor's face that was enough to cause Amamiya Tsui to have PTSD symptoms, but the already familiar system space.

He suddenly said: "So, is it because the body hasn't recovered yet?"

As far as this simple question is concerned, the system has been silent for a long time.

[After the brain surgery, he is in a coma.The reason why the host's consciousness is brought here instead of directly returning to the body is because the brain is damaged, and the judgment will have an incalculable impact on the host's behavior. 】

After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, the difficulty of the dungeon is too high, the initial investment is lost, and the body has suffered irreversible damage. It is the most sensible choice to end the mission as soon as possible and enter the new dungeon.

However, if the consciousness is manipulated by Fyodor, I am afraid that he will not even have the freedom to decide his own life and death.

Not only for the trust value on which it operates, but also for the safety of the host’s life, the system will bring Yu Gongcui’s consciousness to the space for transfer, and try to come up with a countermeasure that can break the situation before the body recovers enough to wake up. plan.

[The body must be destroyed in one fell swoop to escape.But once awakened, the behavior will no longer be controlled, and it is possible to be trapped in this copy until the conditions for leaving are met. 】

The voice of artificial intelligence has quite human anxiety and worry, but no matter how hard you try, you still can't come up with useful ideas.

Contrary to its expectation, not only did the host not panic, but the reaction was even quite cold.

"Can't escape? Isn't that just right. I don't intend to just escape like this."

system:?

"Mr. No. [-] has put in so much effort and worked so hard to give me a big gift—" the young man smiled, but his eyes seemed to want to swallow someone alive, "I always feel that it is necessary to give me a good reward." ah."

system:? ? ?

System: [The host please calm down, can you stop being so stubborn?Wouldn't it be nice to change to a simple copy and max it out in a second? ? ? 】

Yu Gongcui calmly pointed out: "The point is that the body is out of control. It is not our decision whether to change it or not. In this case, it is better to seize the opportunity and carefully study how to come back."

After thinking about it systematically, it seems to make sense.

[From this point of view, the more thorough the capture target No. [-]'s control over the host is, the higher the trust value will be. It is indeed worth trying.But in contrast, the target of the attack No. [-] can completely give up.Then please the host to cheer up and launch an attack on the second target within the scope of self-determination! 】

...Does this artificially retarded man not understand that there is such a thing as hatred among human beings?

Yugong Cui twitched the corners of her mouth, and agreed with a half-hearted smile.

"Attack? Of course I will."

Just in a physical sense.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and draw his attention away from the annoying Russian.In view of the fact that the effect of the operation is still unclear, just in case, the more preparations made in advance, the better.

He asked the system: "With your ability, can you lock the memory of the host?"

He got a hesitant affirmative answer.It is estimated that the latter is struggling with whether this is cheating, and because of the bad situation, he doesn't want to refuse it.

Anyway, it's always a relief.

Yu Gongcui closed her eyes and carefully sorted out the situation, she had already made up her mind to die and survive.Anyway, the worst result is death, which is even good news for me.

"Are you short of energy now? If you want to get as much trust as possible, you must follow what I'm going to say in the next stage—"

"Listen, then."

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The morning sunlight spilled down the opened satin curtains, moving slowly on the wooden floor, and the bright but non-glare light spots moved upward along the hanging white sheets, and gradually climbed onto the hospital bed in the house.

It has been three months since the deputy head of the port mafia disappeared from the confinement room.

Unaware of all kinds of turmoil in the outside world, after the operation, he was always as pale as a statue and fell asleep quietly. The boy lying on the bed knit unconsciously, his chest rose and fell slightly, like the cursed princess of thorns in a fairy tale.

The cheeks were coated with a soft honey color by the morning light, adding a little vitality.

As if aware of it, the young man's thick black eyelashes trembled slowly, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

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