Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

Caught off guard, the four eyes met.

Yuri thought that the atmosphere of meeting her suddenly would be a bit awkward, but Chuuya just glanced at her calmly, as if he had expected to meet her here.

That's right, it's Leibo Street after all, so it's reasonable to meet them.

"Is there going to be a war here?" She turned her gaze to the ruins of the building that Chuya was watching.

"The war has begun. Today's attack is a declaration of war on the port mafia."

The subordinates of the man in black took advantage of the opportunity when the collapsed building was lifted up, passed through the gap between the two, and rushed to rescue the remaining materials.

"This kind of thing can't be finished in a day or two." There was a little fatigue in Chuya's voice, "Move out early, Yuri, and don't meddle in the affairs here. Leave the bastards here to us to deal with."

"Is there really such a large inheritance? If the ownership of it can be determined early, can the battle stop?"

"...The original plan of the Port Mafia was to wait and see carefully. However, I personally think that at this point, it doesn't matter if the money is real or not."

Nakaya stepped on the next brick and smashed it to pieces.

"Anyway, new beams have already been formed. This kind of battle will not end until one side completely falls down."

The dark glasses subordinates of the port mafia returned to the outside of the building intermittently with supplies and wounded, and began to report the search results to Zhongya.

"... There are still three people alive in the room in the southwest corner of the first floor."

Yuri suddenly spoke up.

From the system map, she could see the names and directions of the survivors.Although this function has never been applied to search and rescue work, it is actually quite suitable now.

Zhong Ye, who was listening to his subordinate's report with a serious face, was startled when he heard the words, and then turned his head with soft eyes: "Is this the strength of the God of Leibo Street? It's not bad."

"Stop calling me by that name!"

Yuri blushed for some reason.She stopped looking in Chuya's direction, turned around and jumped off the roof.

"Thanks."

A young man's clear and clear voice with a hint of mature hoarseness came from behind.

"...I mean seriously, get out of the center of the storm, preferably out of the horizontal today

coast. "

"I see."

Stepping on his own shadow to go farther and farther, Yuri replied sullenly.

Yokohama, Yokohama again, only at this time will she have the real feeling that she is trapped in the management game.Everything here is too real, unlike the precision that sandbox games can simulate, making her always forget her own situation.

This time she had to live and die with Yokohama.

Same as last time, Yuri asked the clerks to pack up all the valuable kitchen utensils and take them away, and go to a place other than Yokohama for an unlimited long vacation, and all expenses will be reimbursed.

And she stayed here to watch the store.

"If those guys are fighting on the roof of my building, I can still throw them out." Yuri comforted everyone, "Don't worry! I can monitor what happens on Leibo Street in real time, and I run faster Anyone is fast, there will be no problem."

"Then in case there is any trouble that cannot be solved, you must not hold on." Although she said so, Xing Ping Chuangzhen was still a little worried, "This is Dazai's phone number, I think that guy still has some connections, see the situation You can ask him for help."

"Wait a minute, why are you saving Port Mafia numbers?"

"Eh? Because Dazai said that he may need to ask me about cooking when making original dishes at home." Soma Xinghei scratched the back of his head with a simple expression, "Last time, he came to ask me how to make homemade tofu."

And the other clerks, who are convinced of Yuri's magical ability, have already whispered and started to discuss the best places to travel:

"Hakone, I want to soak in the hot springs while admiring Mt. Fuji~"

"Why don't you go to Izu?"

"I vote for Hokkaido..."

But a small figure passed them and stopped beside Yuri.

"Yuri, I want to stay too."

Akutagawa said stubbornly.

At this time, he has changed back to his beloved black coat, and he looks much stronger than before, thin and small, but the sickly paleness on his cheeks has not disappeared.

"Brother?" Xiao Yin, who was holding the doll, opened her eyes unexpectedly, a little at a loss.

"I have Rashomon, those guys are no match for me." The young boy said in a word, "I don't want to be a deserter."

His dark pupils are full of earnestness, even though

Yuri couldn't find a reason to reject his belief for a while, so he could only say: "Don't you want to go on a trip with Yin-chan?"

Akutagawa shook his head vigorously.The faded hair ends are dangling like the big ears of a lop-eared rabbit, which is actually a little cute.

"Oh." Yuri sighed, covering her forehead.

It shouldn't take much effort to bring an extra baby... right?

In the middle of the night, the shop assistants quietly left according to the emergency plan. Yuri took Akutagawa to check the doors and windows and sealed the shop door, ready to start the daily life at home.

Her response was quite timely.

Because just the next day, a batch of new information about the whereabouts of the legacy was made public.

This time there are quite convincing image data - in the photos, large high-purity gemstones are piled up into hills indifferently like discounted food, and the brilliance of the precious stones is almost dazzling.

The so-called high inheritance is real.

All organizations went mad in one day.Successive assassinations, street fighting, and guerrilla warfare have dyed the streets of Yokohama red. The stream of blood and deep malice merged into a river, flowing towards the lowest-lying Saibo Street in Yokohama.

I don't know how many days after the Dragon Head War started, the three of them who had finished their hard work walked wearily on the deserted street.

"Dazai, this restaurant is closed."

Oda Sakunosuke took a step forward, checked the notice board hanging on the door, and said in a deep voice.

"Hey! It's disgusting, my stomach growling is getting louder and louder, today's dinner is still not settled." The boy with a bandage covering one eye was squatting at the door of the store, refusing to move, and sighed loudly. , "I hate work."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as if he remembered something, and he began to grope in his pocket: "Give me ten seconds! I'll try to open the door, and then we can sneak in and make something for ourselves. The owner is My friend, I am familiar with where ingredients are stored."

"The good ingredients have turned into highly poisonous dishes. Your friends will cry when they find out." A cold voice habitually continued to complain.

"The situation is urgent, please forgive me first."

After deftly turning it a few times, the door lock fell into Dazai's palm with a click.

"Okay!" The boy's voice was very happy, "We..."

"... Dazai, be careful!" Oda said

Sakunosuke suddenly stopped drinking, and pulled out the gun from his waist.

Before he could finish his sentence, Dazai leaned back reflexively, followed by a hand-supported backflip and landed steadily.

After a few breaths, a dark shadow in the crack of the door shot towards Dazai's position.

If he hadn't dodged in time just now, the black blade would have stuck to his throat.

"... Akutagawa, come back, I'm an acquaintance."

Black Blade paused.

The door creaked and opened forward, revealing Akutagawa's vigilant little face.

"...It's really a familiar gift, Akutagawa." Dazai, who was sitting on the ground awkwardly, said mockingly.

Akutagawa snorted and stepped aside.In the shop where the lights were not turned on, Yuri stood in the hall with the cat in his arms and looked at the frozen trio expressionlessly.The outline of the black cat in his arms could not be seen clearly, only a pair of big amber eyes were staring at them.

The atmosphere was inexplicably like a haunted house haunted scene in a horror movie, and the three of them felt their scalps go numb watching it.

"Hi," she said.

"Ahahahaha I didn't expect Yuri that you didn't leave. It's great. Is there any set meal today that I can have a set~" Dazai immediately jumped up, opened his big shining eyes and said in an exaggerated tone and moved closer.

Involuntarily took a step back.

"Dazai, read the atmosphere a little at this time." Ango Sakaguchi twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "People who have attempted burglary should not be so confident."

"Sorry for the interruption, we're leaving now." Oda Sakunosuke said apologetically, and then easily dragged Dazai out of the door by the collar of his back shirt like a cat.

"Really, I'm about to starve to death, help!" Dazai struggled in mid-air with his arms and legs together, and his stomach let out a loud cry that fit the occasion.

Looking at the farce in front of him, Yuri wanted to cover his face very much.

"Forget it, come in, we're going to have dinner anyway."

One minute later, the three of them settled down obediently on the chairs, waiting for Yuli's dinner to be served.

"Let me tell you in advance, I'm not Chuangzhen, don't expect too much from the dishes I cook—and I haven't cooked for myself for a long time." Yuri's voice came from far away in the kitchen.

"It would be nice to have something to eat." Oda Sakunosuke said sincerely while holding a teacup filled with hot water.

"Yeah, if

If I walked back to downtown Yokohama on an empty stomach in my current state, I would definitely collapse and die. "

Only a few overhead lights were on.The dim light propped up a warmth in the deepening night.The light and aroma coming from the crack of the kitchen door seemed to come from another world.

——At least that's what the three people waiting for dinner thought.

It has been less than two months since the Dragon Head War started, and the daily life and meals have become a distant memory.Every day is spent in tense battles and endless battle damage statistics. The seemingly chic mafia life also has hardships that ordinary people can't imagine.

With a sound of "stab", the salmon fillets went out of the pot.The aroma of butter burst out violently, filling every inch of the nostrils.

Simple ingredients and simple processing methods, this moment is extremely healing, enough to make people forget the mountains of corpses and seas of blood outside, and rekindle their expectations for life.

If you forget the kid who is sitting opposite and staring at them.

Not long after, several bowls of tea and rice were served.

In the center of the Japanese-style rice bowl with exquisite patterns, the white rice cooked with sushi rice is turned upside down to form a beautiful round mound, and sesame seeds and fresh green onion are lightly sprinkled on it. on it.

Finally, pour a spoonful of fragrant Japanese-style broth, and the simple special ochazuke is complete.

Although the soup base used is dashi bought from the supermarket, the unique flavors of kombu and bonito are already contained in it.Compared with the real tea soup and rice, it is undoubtedly more exciting.

It is indeed simpler than before, but the diners tonight have no time to be picky.

After wolfing down a big bowl of rice, Dazai burped, and finally remembered and asked, "Yuri, why are you still here?"

"I don't want to go through the experience of finding my store burnt to ruins once I come back." Yuri said slowly while staring at him.

Dazai pretended not to understand, blinked innocently, and lay down on the table pretending to be a salted fish.

After a while, he raised his furry head as if thinking of something again.

"By the way, Yuri, recently there is a supernatural being called Bai Qilin who has been active nearby. The specific supernatural power has not been identified yet, so be careful."