Has wtw entered the necropolis?

Xia Youjie on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud after realizing it.

"Hahahaha, why did he provoke you?"

Hearing his voice, Gojo Wu quickly snatched the phone, squinted at the girl in the passenger seat, and said wrongly to his good friend: "I didn't provoke her."

"She's a log."

Fukunami: "?"

"I suspect you want to cause trouble." She narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of murderous intent.

"..."

Hearing this, Xia Youjie was silent for a few seconds, and subtly changed the subject, "Are you together? Or is there someone else?"

"Well, I'm going to Yokohama." Having said that, Fukuro Nami couldn't help rolling his eyes, "That guy Gojo Satoru insisted on going with me."

As soon as these words came out, Gojo Satoru immediately retorted unconvinced, "Hey, hey! I'm going to Yokohama for business, so I'm not following you."

Xia Youjie covered his forehead and smiled helplessly, resting his chin with one hand, sitting cross-legged on the back of the Flying Mantra, and said with a smile, "I'm pretty close to Yokohama, do you welcome me to step in?"

"casual."

"No."

The two said in unison.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, the two turned their heads to look at each other, and then said in unison:

"I can do it."

"Don't come."

The smile on Xia Youjie's face froze: "..."

As expected of being his best friend, this rejection was merciless.

Fuguro Nami: "?" Turning his head to look suspiciously at Gojo Satoru, "Why didn't you give Jielai?"

"Jie isn't free." Wu Tiaowu lied without blinking, picked up the phone and turned off the speakerphone, and said directly to Xia Youjie, "Have you finished your task tonight?"

"I remember that there seems to be a special mission in Shinjuku—"

Hearing this, what else Xia Youjie didn't understand, he understood everything. In order to be able to connect with Fuhe Nami alone, his best friend did not hesitate to throw his own tasks to him.

He really deserves to be his best friend (gnashing teeth jpg).

"Okay, then I won't go." Xia Youjie took a deep breath, suppressed his unhappiness, ended the call with a smile, put his big hand on the back of the mantra, stroked his chin and said to himself: "Yokohama—— It's not too late for me to rush over now."

However, he has to deal with the special grade in Shinjuku first, so it probably won't take too much time.

Yokohama, a fine dining restaurant

"I'll let you know when I'm back." After getting off the car, Nami Fukukena left these words and turned to walk into the restaurant. She made an appointment with Mori Ogai to have dinner together, and of course the cadres from the port mafia.

After her back disappeared from sight, Gojo Satoru started the engine and left. He wanted to follow in, but he was afraid that she would get angry, and it might not be as simple as a few curses if he angered her.

"This is Miss Fuhei?"

As soon as she stepped into the restaurant, a man in a black suit came forward.

"It's me." Fukunami nodded slightly.

"Please follow me, Mr. Mori is waiting for you on the third floor." The smile on the man's face deepened a bit, he bent slightly to invite her, and took her to the third floor by elevator.

Open air restaurant

Mori Ogai and Nakahara Naka had already sat down. Seeing her approaching, the latter stood up and opened the chair for her, and returned to his seat after she sat down.

Nami Fukukina thanked, turned to look at Mori Ogai who was sitting opposite, and said with a smile, "Uncle Mori, long time no see."

"It's been a long time." Mori Ogai folded his hands, resting his chin on the back of his hands, and glanced at her with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few years, I almost didn't recognize you."

"Uncle was joking." Fuguro Nami turned to order a glass of red wine and a medium-rare steak to the waiter, and continued to talk to him: "Uncle and Zhongyuan-kun seem to have not changed much."

Time doesn't seem to have left much marks on the two of them.

After the three of them chatted and laughed for a while, Fuguro Nami directly cut to the whole of this time: "——About Zhongyuan-kun's ability, this time I will directly cast a permanent spell."

"Of course no problem." Mori Ogai nodded.

Nakahara Chuya: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

At this time, the waiter just delivered the food for the three of them.

After cutting the steak into pieces, Mori Ogai made a special exchange with Nami's steak.

"Thank you, Uncle Sen."

Fuguro Nami didn't refuse, just took it, put a piece of beef steak into his mouth with a silver fork, and asked, "Hmm——Uncle Mori plans to continue working with me?"

After all, after this incident is over, there seems to be no chance of cooperation between them.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyes and glanced at her with a slightly strange look.

"Nami, Dazai's betrayal will not affect our relationship." Mori Ogai suddenly put down his knife and fork, and looked up at her. There was no emotion in his scarlet eyes, and his tone was gentle as if he was talking about today. weather.

"Our relationship is not as simple as cooperation."

"I have always treated you like a daughter."

Of course, it was because she was too cute when she was young, and she is still cute when she grows up.

"——It's not because of brother Dazai." She raised her head, with a piece of steak still on the fork in her hand, she turned the fork slightly, and continued: "I just feel that Uncle Yisen hardly needs my help in his current development."

"Well—of course, I don't mean to draw a line. Putting aside the matter of cooperation, we are still friends in private."

It's just that if they are divided in this way, there will be no more interests to restrain them.

Mori Ogai chuckled, "Of course."

When he was about to say something more, a pleasant cell phone rang suddenly, and Fukunemi had to pause the conversation between the two, took out the cell phone from the handbag, smiled apologetically to Mori Ogai, and connected the call.

It was Osamu Dazai calling.

"Brother Dazai?"

She put down the fork, picked up the red wine and took a sip. When she heard the words from the other end of the phone, her expression changed slightly in an instant.

"Little Nami~ Brother is so uncomfortable." Dazai Osamu's heavy breathing came through the phone clearly, accompanied by a few muffled groans, "I heard Uncle Fukuro say that you are in Yokohama?"

Fuguminami immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't feel well all over, can you come over? I also need to buy some rolls of bandages for me on the way." Osamu Dazai didn't seem to want to say anything more, so he simply ended the call after saying this.

"call--"

In the next second, Osamu Dazai immediately sat up from the sofa, clicked on a social software and deleted the chat history between him and that guy Gojo Satoru.

Although he didn't like Gojo Satoru, he didn't want his sister to get close to Mori Ogai.After all, an old fox is always an old fox, and if one is not careful, he will be tricked.

On Fukuno Nami's side, after finishing the call, she frowned and stared at the phone, and after a few seconds raised her head to meet Mori Ogai's caring eyes.

"What? Are you in a hurry?" Mori Ogai naturally heard the voice on the other end of the phone, with a meaningful arc in the corner of his mouth, and said empathetically, "If you have something to do, leave first, and we will make an appointment next time." Can."

"Sorry, excuse me." Fuguro Nami drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, stood up and left quickly, not forgetting to say: "This meal is mine."

"Do not--"

Before the two port mafia refused, they saw that she had already handed a black card to the waiter who was waiting beside them, and they suddenly stopped talking.

After she left, Mori Ogai turned his head to look at the right-hand man on the left, Chuya Nakahara, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chuya, you don't seem very interested?"

"Boss, I'm fine." Nakahara Chuya twitched his mouth and glanced at Mori Ogai inexplicably. He suddenly remembered something and frowned slightly, "Miss Fuhei seems to have forgotten that."

"It's okay, we can make an appointment next time."

Mori Ogai didn't pay much attention to this matter, he picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it, the glass reflected his own figure under the light.

"time flies--"

He suddenly sighed regretfully.

Nakahara Chuya: "?" He didn't understand what his boss was lamenting.

On the other side, Nami Fuguro took a taxi to the dormitory of the Armed Detective Agency according to the address shared by Osamu Dazai, and bought several rolls of tape along the way.

After getting out of the car, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Mr. Kunikida, what happened just now is really troublesome to you." Nakajima Atsushi smiled gratefully at the yellow-haired man beside him, and then he scratched his head mockingly, "If you didn't show up in time, I would probably get hurt—— "

"Dun?"

Naya Fushiguro turned to look at the asphalt road behind. Atsushi Nakajima and a young man with yellow hair and glasses were walking slowly.

Hearing his name, Atsushi Nakajima looked up subconsciously. When he saw the girl standing under the streetlight, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately ran over to greet her.

"Nami? Why are you here? Did you come to find Mr. Dazai?"

Kunikida Doppo pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, walked up to her with steady steps, nodded slightly to her, "Hello."

He knew that the girl in front of him had a very complicated relationship with Dazai Osamu Nakajima, and he didn't know how to address her.

"Dazai seems to be unwell?" Fuguro Nayami raised the bag in his hand, then shifted his gaze to the apartment in front of him, frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "I have to go up and see him."

"Let's go up together!" Hearing that Osamu Dazai might be uncomfortable, Atsushi Nakajima also became worried. He turned to look at Doppo Kunikida behind him, "Mr. Kunikida, do you want to go up with us?"

"No." Kunikida Doppo shook his head slightly, he didn't have much interest in disturbing the relationship between the three of them, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, "I'll go back first—you can contact me anytime if you have anything to do."

"Be careful with that person."

"Okay, thank you Kunikida-san!"

Nakajima Atsushi kept waving at Kunikida Doppo's back, until his back disappeared from sight, he turned to look at Fukuro Nami beside him, and took the bag in her hand.

"Let's go up and find Mr. Dazai."

"Okay~" Fuhe Nami followed him, blinked his eyes, and asked a little curiously: "Who is that person you mentioned just now?"

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly drifted away but he didn't dare to meet her, he hesitated and said, "Er...it's not a big deal, it's just that I met..."

"who is it?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Fushi Nami.

"........."

"People from Port Mafia." Atsushi Nakajima suddenly lowered his head, then raised his head after a while, looking at her with bright eyes, "I lost this time, and I will definitely win the opponent next time!"