Miss Tsushima

"Isn't it because of me that you were warned by the leader to leave Yokohama?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said this sentence loudly with a desperate momentum.

Tsushima Hiiragi didn't react for a long time, and blinked, "That..."

"There's no need to say any more." Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew his hand, frowned, with a dignified expression, "We should never meet again in the future."

"Ah, it's not...that..."

"You also know my current job." Nakahara put his hands back into his pockets, pressed his hat, his face was in the shadows, "Thank you for your help in the past years, the house after you left Yokohama , I will arrange it for you."

He finished speaking in a hurry, and wanted to leave, but Tsushima Hiiragi grabbed his sleeve, and he turned around with a embarrassed expression.

Tsushima Hiiragi's expression was a little tense, "So, what exactly do you mean?"

Nakahara Chuya shaved his hair irritably, then turned to face her with a serious expression, "You know what the Port Mafia represents in Yokohama, right?" Tsushima Hiiragi nodded.

He looked up at the five buildings in the port of Mafia. The buildings under the setting sun were drawn into long shadows by the afterglow of the setting sun, covering the ground, leaving dark gray shadows. His eyes fell on Tsushima Hiiragi standing in the shadows when the body.

"You're... the nicest, gentlest person I've ever met," he said.

"As for me, I'm not a good person, not now, nor in the past." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her dazed expression, inexplicably irritable, lit a cigarette, his voice became hoarse in the smoke, "keep your distance from now on, It's better for you."

Tsushima Hiiragi leaned on the building behind her with her arms folded, and listened to him silently. After a while of silence, she opened her mouth.

"You actually learned to smoke? When did you learn?"

Nakahara Chuya frowned, staring at her with heavy eyes, Tsushima Hiiragi spread his hands helplessly, put away his non-serious attitude, "Okay."

"You mean you are a bad person, but I..." Tsushima Hiiragi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "A good person?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also still did not speak.

Tsushima Hiiragi felt his attitude from his silence, she took a lot of effort to restrain her urge to laugh out loud, how could anyone think that Tsushima is a good person?Even Jingzi, who is madly infatuated with him, and Furong, who is willing to give everything for him, don't think he is a good person.

Dazai, they say, is a bastard's bastard, the worst bad guy in the world, and yes, she's a scoundrel.

A person who is afraid of adoring gazes, afraid of love, obsessed with distorted emotions, and disqualified in the world.

Tsushima Hiiragi combed her forehead back with her hands, revealing a smooth forehead, which was covered by black hair in the next second. She stretched out her hand, her slender fingers, and her nails were dyed light red.

With her palms up, "give me a cigarette."

Nakahara didn't move, she just maintained this posture. After a long stalemate, Nakahara also compromised, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, Tsushima Hiiragi took it, and handed it to his lips deftly.

"Won't you order it for me?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also took out the lighter without a word, and moved closer to the cigarette. The high-end lighter opened the cover, made a snap, and the flame wobbled out.

Tsushima Hiiragi leaned close to the flame with a cigarette in her mouth. When she bent over, a few strands of her coiled hair fell out unruly. She stretched out her hand to pin the hairpin behind her head, and carefully protected the flame with her hand.

She took a sip, the smell of tobacco poured into her lungs, and the smell of mint cooled from her throat to her chest. Tsushima Hiiragi lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes were not curled, but long and slender and drooped slightly.

She scanned Nakahara Nakaya up and down with a very flat gaze, and asked, "By the way, how old are you this year? Are you 14? Or 15?"

"Sixteen." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know why she asked this suddenly, but he answered honestly.

"Are you 16 years old?" Tsushima Hiiragi threw the smoke with a long piece of soot on the ground, and stamped it out with the bottom of his clogs, "It seems that when we first met, you are no different from now, you are both 16 years old Did it? Time flies so fast..."

"I'm 16 years old, it's pretty good, I'm not a child anymore, but I'm actually brazenly calling myself a bad person..."

She prolonged the ending meaningfully, and winked at him, "How bad you are, show me..."

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"……"That's it? ? ?

Tsushima Hiiragi got off the back seat of Chuya Nakahara's motorcycle speechlessly, and looked at the building in front of him.

Nakahara may also think that this is the last time we met, so he didn't say much, and drove out his own motorcycle. Tsushima Hiiragi was very interested in what bad things the "16-year-old big bad guy" could do to him , excitedly got on the back seat of his motorcycle.

Chuya Nakahara was driving fast on his motorcycle, and as soon as Tsushima Hiiragi was on his waist, the car drifted, sticking to the ground, making a loud friction sound.

The distance is not far, but when we arrived, the sky was completely dark, and the colorful neon lights in front of the building were flickering non-stop, outlining the outline of the luxurious and luxurious.

Zhong Yuanzhong also got out of the car, pushed the door aggressively, and made a loud noise.

Tsushima Hiiragi followed behind him, the light behind the door was dim, the space was large, people of all kinds gathered together, the table was full of chips, there was the sound of mahjong and calling cards one after another.

Nakahara gave Tsushima Hiiragi a look, indicating that he was going to show off, and said coldly to the waiter who immediately walked to him: "Call A out."

The waiter wiped his sweat and went inside. After a while, A, one of the five cadres of Mafia at the port, came out.

He took a look at Zhongya Zhongyuan, and showed a businessman's smile, "Mr. Zhongyuan, why do you have time to come to my place today?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye is also a cadre candidate. Although he is one of the five major cadres, he only pays money to get his name, and Zhongyuan Zhongye is famous for his military strength. Even if he is upset, he is still on the surface.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, "Pay the protection fee."

"????" A almost had doubts written on his face.

"I said, pay the protection fee, don't you understand?" Zhongyuan Zhong also tugged on the leather gloves, and smiled, "Isn't it paid every month? Hurry up and hand over this month."

The expression on A’s face couldn’t hold back anymore. Although he was the cadre who bought it, he used to pay money secretly in the past, and he still had a good face. Now that he collects money like this, the whole world will know that he bought it. He doesn’t want to lose face?But seeing that Zhong Yuan Zhong also wanted to find trouble, it would be better if someone punched him twice.

A: Dare to speak out.

"Mr. Central Plains, wait a moment." A turned around and told his men to go down to get a box of cash. He could tell that this evil spirit came to seek trouble tonight, so just give him some money, hoping to send this evil spirit away quickly.

After all, it was A who had to bear everything. He put a whole suitcase of cash in front of Zhongyuan Zhongye and smiled.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was acting very wicked, now he should understand and keep a distance from him, right?He kept his expression on and secretly glanced at Tsushima Hiiragi.

? ? ?What about people?

He looked left and right for a while, and when he finally saw Tsushima Hiiragi at a card table, there were a lot of playing cards scattered in front of her, and a little girl with black curly hair in double ponytails and a gothic loli skirt sat opposite her.

"Your picture, is it A or Q?" The girl's skin was extremely white, like a doll, and she tilted her head at this moment, staring at Tsushima Hiiragi with no expression on her face.

Tsushima Hiiragi seemed to be very distressed, but he said unexpectedly firmly and decisively, "A."

"You lost again, it's a joker." The girl opposite showed a faint smile.

"Ah, did I lose again? Sure enough, I was very unlucky." Tsushima Hiiragi threw all the cards in his hand on the table, smiled helplessly, took out the bank card from his clothes, and threw it on the table.

"It's not Ms. Tsushima's bad luck." The curly-haired girl crossed her fingers under her chin, blinking her ruby ​​eyes, "It's because my luck is too strong."

"Are you still betting?"

"But I don't have any money with me anymore." Tsushima Hiiragi made a troubled expression, "What are you betting on?"

"Gambling for life?" The little girl said calmly: "If Miss Tsushima wins, I am Miss Tsushima's property. On the contrary, if I win, Miss Tsushima has to obey me in everything." .”

A looked at this side, then walked over, pretending to blame, "Celestia, this is too rude to Miss Tsushima." When he turned to Tsushima Hiiragi again, "Miss Tsushima, why are you talking to Miss Celestia again?" Ya started to play, do you want me to change for you?"

Celestia Roddenbell is the name of this girl. She is proficient in mental arithmetic, listening to dice, and various gambling skills, and also has extraordinary gambling luck.

Tsushima Hiiragi shook his head and stood up, "I lost all my money, so let's stop here today."

She looked very familiar with A, and Nakahara asked A quietly, "Do you know Miss Tsushima?"

"Of course, she turned out to be our benefactor." A also lowered his voice, "Miss Tsushima is very strange. Celestia is very lucky in gambling, so few regular customers like to bet with her."

"But Ms. Tsushima is different. She likes to play with Seles very much, and she doesn't care even when she loses."

"She doesn't seem to be gambling, she doesn't care about winning or losing at all, as if this is the simplest game, instead of betting millions, she doesn't seem to care about money at all." A thought for a while, "No, she probably doesn't care about everything."

"Gambling is the game that can best reveal a person's state of mind."

"She doesn't care about anything, even if she loses everything."

"However, this is also our favorite type of guest." A didn't intend to say more, but Zhongyuan Zhong also had an expression that asked him to say more. A thought for a while, and then choked out a few more words, "By the way, it seems that I haven't seen Miss Tsushima for a long time."

"Her desperate and crazy gambling methods are very impressive." A pondered, "It seems that since a few years ago, she came less often."

"Since two years of winter." Celestia fiddled with the stainless steel finger cots on her fingers, and said lightly, "Since then, she has come less."