Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

"Ga—" The pitch-black crow with a long and sharp beak flapped its wings and landed, its sharp claws grabbed the edge of the eaves, and uttered a hoarse cry.

The sky was no longer as clear as it was yesterday, and it was gloomy as if it was about to rain.

Yuri stood at the door and looked up, checking for the trail of rain clouds, and the crow above her head tilted her head to look at her.

"Inheritance...5000 billion...underground..."

The black-clothed guests in the restaurant, who did not seem to be kind, lowered their voices to talk about secret topics, but the volume of their words was still unknowingly amplified out of excitement.

Yuli sighed unknowingly, a sign of the coming storm.

This is happening more and more often.Rumors that a certain supernatural person left 5000 billion inheritance buried somewhere in Yokohama spread more and more widely in Saibo Street, and it is difficult to trace the origin of the news up to now.There are infinite versions of intelligence derived from word of mouth, but each of them involves coveted huge wealth.

For the mafia organization that walks in the dark and gains profits by virtue of violence and invisibility, it is undoubtedly a difficult goal to give up.No matter who it is, if they get this 5000 billion as capital, they can at least rank among the best in Yokohama.

As for large organizations such as the port mafia that stand at the pinnacle of the underworld, naturally they cannot allow small organizations that were not on the stage to have such a chance to turn around.Therefore, it is conceivable that the black/road pattern in Yokohama is about to experience severe shocks.

The rain finally failed to fall.The crow screamed a few more times, then flew away without returning.The noise of people in the restaurant behind him became more and more noisy, and everything seemed to be normal, but something fell on Yuri's heart like lead.

Ugh……

I hope she's just worrying.

But the ominous premonition was fulfilled a few days later.

In a certain version, a small gang that inadvertently obtained key information about the inheritance due to its proximity to the water was destroyed overnight.Dozens of members in the headquarters building all died from the extremely powerful combat ability, and it is said that the scene was extremely bloody.And its database was turned upside down.

Traces of powers leave clues.Those who pay close attention to the situation immediately draw up a list of possible attackers and organizations that may profit behind them.

And Takase will be on the list.

Another seven days later, the leader of the Takase Society

He was assassinated in his own restaurant, and it is said that the cause of death was the poison in the coffee.

That night, the leader's wife hanged herself, leaving her last words of committing suicide in fear of crime, and Takase, who lost her leader, fell into madness overnight and declared war on the other three mafia organizations that were considered or related to this matter.

Unfortunately, the headquarters of the Takase Association and these organizations are all located on Leibo Street.

Stray bullets, grenades, the aftermath of explosions, and the lightning and fire blades of the battle of supernatural beings, on Leibo Street, like the flowers on the other side of the Santu River, bloomed one after another bloody.Within a day, several buildings were razed to ruins, and the original residents fled in all directions, leaving ten rooms empty.

"...Is the shop still open today?"

Before opening the store door, Xingping Chuangzhen asked Yuli worriedly.

Yuri held the cat in her hand, and looked out through the crack of the door—the humble dwelling diagonally opposite was smashed into a big hole last night by an enemy thrown by a giant with supernatural powers.The streets were quiet, and no one passed by except the patrolling mafia.

"It's better to forget it." Yuri stroked Nanako's soft hair and frowned, "Until they finish fighting, there will be no normal customers to eat. There is also a risk of being involved in the battle when delivering food , so let’s close it.”

...I just don't know how many days it will take until the battle is over.

Akutagawa followed her, also looking out with a very vigilant expression, like a serious little adult.

"Will you need to fight?" He asked seriously, "My Rashomon is very strong and can deal with many people."

"No, it shouldn't be necessary." Yuri wanted to touch his head, but was avoided, "The best way is to avoid fighting."

Although the Huangbatu she played claimed to solve everyone who caused violence on Leibo Street, but jumping out at this time is undoubtedly declaring war on all the mafia organizations present-so let's wait and see.

She was about to turn around when she caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

A red-haired young man in a light-colored coat, with one arm around a child's waist, with his back against the wall, was watching vigilantly at the corner of the next alleyway.

...then their eyes met.

Five minutes later, Oda Sakunosuke and his two children sat down in the restaurant with hot tea.

"It's for the sake of the child!" Yuri emphasized, crossing his arms, "Otherwise I will

I won't let people from the port mafia come to my door at this time, someone will drop a bomb in my store. "

"Thank you very much, Ms. Yuri." Oda Sakunosuke's eyes were black and tired, his chin was full of stubble, and his coat was still stained with blood and plaster. "May I borrow a place to wash my hands?"

Except for Xing Ping Chuangzhen in the kitchen, the other shop assistants are upstairs.

In the silence, Yuri secretly observed the two children brought by Oda Sakunosuke.Judging from the clothes on their bodies, they are also children who have been carefully cared for by the family, but now they are as embarrassed as if they had just rolled in the mud like Oda Sakunosuke.

Most notable are the eyes of the children—numb and tinged with fear.One of them kept turning his head to look at the surrounding environment, while the other unconsciously bit his nails.

"What do you want to eat?" The menu was handed to the little boys.

But both of them were startled by her move, they kept backing away, hiding behind Oda Sakunosuke who happened to return.

Yuri blinked.

"Sorry, these two are the children I picked up from the ruins near the battlefield." Oda Sakunosuke explained to Yuri by pressing the tops of the children's heads, "I'm afraid they witnessed the scene when their parents passed away, and now they are a little scared .”

"...don't want to eat."

After a while, the brown-haired boy whispered.The other dark-haired child remained silent.

"You can't do without food," Oda Sakunosuke said.

It won't take long for Xing Ping Chuangzhen to cook a fresh curry rice.

But no matter how much I tried to persuade them, the children refused to eat.

In desperation, Yuli tucked her long hair behind her ears, squatted down in front of the children, and said softly, "Want to watch me make dessert?"

On the streets where the atmosphere was chilling and devastated, the blue-haired girl took the hands of two little boys and quickly slipped into the dessert shop that had been closed before, and sealed the door again.

Milk, eggs, sugar, butter, and flour... After briefly checking the stock of raw materials, Yuri nodded and rolled up her sleeves in satisfaction.

She put the above ingredients into the blender one by one, and then sifted through a sieve again.

The filtered batter immediately fell into the bottom of the long-awaited pan with butter, and it was rotated steadily by Yuli

Spread evenly into a circle.During the slow heating, the surface of the pie crust gradually bulges with bubble-like undulations, and the color turns golden but slightly uneven, like a full moon rising from the pot.

With a light cough, Yuri showed off the skills she had practiced for a long time——

With a flick of the wrist, the pie jumped up and turned over in the air, before falling steadily into the pot.

"Wow." The children exclaimed softly.

After a while, a round crepe was freshly baked.Then came the second, and the third... neatly piled up in a stack on the plate.The sweet and soft taste mixed with the aroma of creamy egg and butter fills the kitchen, making people's index fingers excited.

A boy couldn't help but swallowed.

"Don't worry, you still have to cast magic."

Yuri smiled slightly, and then took out the ingredients to fill the crepe from the storage.

Fruits, butter, all kinds of sweet sauces and ice cream, the magical props used to brew all the sweet tastes between the lips and teeth, are enough to make people forget all the troubles in the world.

At this point the crepes are almost cooled.Yuli took out a piece of cake and spread it out in front of the cooking table, and used a cream mounting gun to randomly draw two white arcs on it, like white clouds floating across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, she took out banana slices and strawberry slices, and patiently pasted them on the pie crust one by one along the trajectory of the cream, as if assembling sunflower petals.

The round scoop scoops out a light green ball from the bucket of matcha ice cream and pats it lightly at the beginning of the cream bar.

In the end, strawberry jam and chocolate sauce are randomly drawn on the canvas, and bright red and dark brown lines intertwine to fill the remaining blank space.In this way, the dazzling and eye-catching magic circle is drawn.

Yuli carefully folded the crust that was sprinkled with rich ingredients in half, and rolled the semicircle into the shape of a cone from one end—in this way, the ice cream ball that melted a little bit just sat on the top of the cone.Between the crepes that are as soft as waves, the white cream overflows like the foam on the waves, and the brightly colored and attractive fruit slices are clearly visible between the interlayers.

She made two at once, and handed the crepes to the boys.

“Different from French crepes, Japanese crepes have richer condiments and are often made in the shape of cones…”

In the middle of speaking, Yuri looked at the child who was devouring it and smiled dumbly.

Who cares what genre a delicious dim sum is from?

"I, I know it's a crepe,"

The little black-haired boy paused halfway through eating, and then burst into tears.

"Uuuuuuu last month, my mother took me to eat... that's what I did too..."

He called his mother and wailed.

It should feel better to be able to cry, right?

Taking off the kitchen gloves, Yuri gently stroked his head to comfort him.

At this time, there were hurried and chaotic footsteps passing by outside the store.

The vigilant Yuri covered the boy's mouth, and he was too frightened to choke, tears fell silently on the crepe.

"Yuri..." the system said, "The port mafia's stronghold on Leibo Street was blown up just now."

"..."

That place, Yuri remembered, used to belong to the Sheep Organization.After being dispersed by the Port Mafia, it became one of its strongholds on Saibo Street.

After sending the children who were still eating crepes back to Oda Sakunosuke, Yuri slipped out quietly.

The stronghold was at the other end of Raibo Street, and she jumped onto the roof in order to take a shortcut.

Carefully avoiding the eyeliners of various organizations all over the street, Yuri's footsteps stopped not far from the bombed base.

Gunpowder smoke and embers of flames rose among the ruins. It was dusk at this time, and the bright red light filled the messy streets, and it was hard to tell whether it was the setting sun or the color of blood.

At the end of the street, the figure surrounded by subordinates in black couldn't be seen clearly against the light, and the familiar voice was giving instructions in a chilling tone she was not familiar with.

"Team A is responsible for searching the surrounding areas, and Team B is responsible for stationing and guarding outside—"

Chuya has no expression on his face, anyone can tell that he is not in a good mood.

The small building full of youthful memories has been reduced to ruins.His fingertips in black leather gloves lightly tapped on the headset, and his eyes, sharper than blades, fell coldly on the broken bricks and tiles.

On the ruins of the stronghold that was sprinkled with blood-red sunset, another layer of similar red was plated.

The hair under the boy's black hat is windless and automatic, it is the vortex air flow caused by the powerful ability activated.

Charred and Broken Beam

, the rubble of the fallen brick wall, and the collapsed floor tiles are slowly rising against the direction of their fall.They rose gradually, black shadows blocking the richly colored light.

Then it stopped there.

"—Let me search for survivors and rescue materials for the rest, there should be people alive inside!"

Zhong also gritted his teeth and said.

Yuri looked at the port mafia members and Chuya who were performing their missions from a distance, and suddenly felt that he didn't know the person in front of him as well as he thought.

Although she had seen him wearing the suits that the Mafia was used to wearing more than once, she still regarded him as the childish boy when she first met him.

Maybe it was because her eyes stayed too long, he suddenly turned around as if he noticed something:

"who!"