There's always someone who thinks about my vests and they're fighting

On the other side, Port Mafia.

As the new leader, Mori Ogai is in a complicated mood at this time.

how to say?

Although the old leader did cut his throat with his own hands, and Curt also gave him a testimony as promised, but...

The entire PortMafia has basically become Mr. Irmi's tool man organization, right?

This position of leader is simply a nominal display, right?

...Forget it, in the case of powerlessness, don't think about it for now.Anyway, get to work first.Do your best to protect the city of Yokohama.

Mori Ogai glanced at the scenery outside the window, and continued to work on the documents.

Today is also a qualified urban sex, Chief Mori.

At this time, Ill fans are secretly patrolling PortMafia.

He discovered an unstable factor that had been ignored by him before——Artille Rimbaud, a French transcendent who is currently in a state of amnesia, now named Lan Tang, whose supernatural ability is called Caihuaji, and the specific effect seems to be manipulable Space, read corpses or something.

It's a little difficult.

Yi Ermi watched secretly, thinking silently: Weakness, where is his weakness?Afraid of the cold, betrayed...

Therefore, if you want to keep this useful tool man, you must give him warmth and give him an emotional restraint.

Emotional containment, shaping fetters.

Il fans quickly thought of the man who would inherit Rimbaud's relic hat in the future, the man known as "PortMafia Conscience".

...Oh, I should still be a child now.

Are you still enslaved by the "sheep"?Willing to wear the shackles of kindness, it seems to be easy to use, a container for Huangba to vomit.

Instead of being put on the reins by those underdogs, come to PortMafia to show your talents.

Ilmi's train of thought became clear all of a sudden: it's such a happy decision, PortMafia's future gravity user.

Speaking of which, it seems that a container that is not even a person may be controlled by the needle.

It doesn't matter, there are many ways to control a person.

Besides, shaping the bond is a matter for two people.

In the shadows, Yi Ermi slowly stretched out his right hand towards Lantang, and the needle was condensed: Mr. Lantang, since your relatives and friends have betrayed you, and Arthur Rimbaud has died in your motherland, please completely Please forget about the past as Arthur Rimbaud. From now on, you are just Lan Tang, and PortMafia is your only shelter.

Lan Tang's footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes gradually blurred.

Yi Ermi said softly: "Remember? Mr. Lantang, you have a child. You were separated from him in the big explosion five years ago. You lost your memory about him. Just now , a man named Yiermi suddenly came to you and told you that your child was found. You finally remembered that you once had a child who was your favorite child, your only family member, you You used to depend on each other for life. You want to find him, to find the warmth of returning home. By the way, that child, his name is—Chuya Zhongyuan.”

"My child...five years ago...the big bang...the separation...the only family...the warmth..." Lan Tang's expression gradually changed from confusion to firmness, and he whispered to himself, "I want to find him, I Zhongye."

"Very good, Mr. Lantang." Irmi snapped her fingers and fixed the needle, "Let's go."

If you just read the needle, I am afraid there will be some risks. Then, you can use the skill of [Fate Puppeteer] later to completely erase the memory belonging to Arthur Rimbaud. Only in this way can you retain it more easily. This useful tool man.

Serve PortMafia with peace of mind, Lantang-kun.

Lan Tang was in a daze for a moment: "You are..."

Yiermi tilted her head and explained patiently: "Don't Mr. Lantang remember me? My name is Yiermi. Five years ago, in the big explosion, Mr. Lantang was seriously injured. My child was lost. Before Mr. Lan Tang passed out, he asked me to help find your child, but I have been looking for it for five full years. Finally, I found him, on Leibo Street."

"So it's like this..." Some vague memories appeared in Lan Tang's mind. He was awe-inspiring and grateful to Yiermi, "Have you been running around for five full years for my request? Thank you, Mr. Yiermi !"

"You're welcome, Mr. Lantang." Yi Ermi looked calm, paused, and added, "As long as Mr. Lantang repays the commission owed to me as soon as possible after seeing your child, that's enough."

Lan Tang was a little guilty: "I'm really sorry, my income is limited now, but please believe that I will be promoted to a cadre as soon as possible by virtue of my ability, and get a higher salary to repay Mr. Yiermi's loss."

"I believe in you, Mr. Lantang." Yiermi said softly, "Come with me to bring your child back. He has had a hard time these years."

"My child..." Lan Tang felt distressed, "Take me to him quickly, Mr. Yiermi."

"Please come with me, Mr. Lan Tang."

Lei Bo Street.

"Hey, what are you doing in the sheep's land?" A white-haired boy stopped Yi Ermi and Lan Tang.

Yi Ermi looked down at the white-haired boy expressionlessly.

The white-haired boy took a step back in fright, blushed, and shouted angrily, "Are you trying to provoke the king of sheep?"

The pink-haired girl who was following the white-haired boy added timidly: "You, you can't hurt us, otherwise the king of sheep will not let you go."

Yi Erfan, who has been brainwashed into a big devil without saying a word from the beginning to the end: "..."

I understand, but I can't explain it, so I wait for it.

Lan Tang thought that his children had lived in this place for five years, so he became a little more patient with the two children blocking the way: "We are not here to cause trouble. Five years ago, my children were separated from me here. I want to come and take him home. Have you ever heard the name Chuya Nakahara?"

The two children who had already been imbued with chanting needles by Yiermi replied honestly: "It's not just that I've heard of it. Five years ago, we picked Zhongya back."

"Zhongye..." Lan Tang murmured, pleading to the two children, "Can I ask you to take me to see Zhongye?"

The two children nodded obediently under the control of Yiermi's needle: "Of course."

Yi Ermi nodded secretly in satisfaction: That's it, be good.

5 minutes later.sheep base.

A child yelled in dissatisfaction: "Shirase, Youxing, why did you bring outsiders to Yang's base?"

The white-haired boy, that is, Shirase, retorted loudly: "They are not outsiders! They are Chuya's family!"

The Yier fan who continued to gather the chanting silently: ...wait, please remove the word "men".

The pink-haired girl Youxing also followed suit: "That's right, how can Zhongye's family be considered outsiders?"

"What are you talking about... what family?"

A young boy suddenly jumped down from a high place. He looked only eleven or twelve years old. He was very petite and had a small face. He had orange hair and blue eyes.

With a cold face, he looked at Yi Ermi and Lan Tang, and said unhappily: "Hey, are you liars? I don't... have no family at all..."

His tone was a bit aggressive, trying to hide his inner loneliness: Maybe I am not even a human being, how can I have a family?

Lan Tang fixedly stared at Zhongye Zhongye's clear blue eyes, and finally couldn't help showing a sad expression: "Zhongye, I'm sorry... I didn't intentionally leave you alone. After the explosion, I was injured and unconscious. After that, I lost my memory about you for a long time, and I only recalled it recently...Sorry, I'm late..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Lan Tang, and inexplicably felt an unusually familiar feeling: Didn't I vomit?Does Huangba Tu have relatives?

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought wildly, and stammered: "You, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Zhongye, you don't need to admit that I'm your family member, but please give me a chance to make amends." Lan Tang stared at Zhongyuan Zhongye, speaking earnestly.

Zhong Yuan also lowered his head and said nothing: Is it really my family?But sheep...

Yi Ermi on the side moved her fingers quietly, thinking with some regret: Sure enough, it won't work?Because it is not related to human beings at all, and the needle cannot be manipulated, it is a little difficult to handle, because of gravity.

So--

"Woooo...Chuya, this gentleman is a good man, just give him a chance."

Yuxing, who was controlled by Il's fan's needle, made an assisting voice with a moved face: "Actually, Chuya has always wanted to find his family, right? After Shirase and I picked up Chuya, Chuya has been Trying hard to be our protector, even though he is just a child who can act like a baby to adults, yet he is surrounded by us as the 'King of Sheep'... Isn't it hard work, Chuya? You have done enough, Get out of here with your family and live your own life!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned: "You Xing, you..."

Shirase interrupted Chuya Nakahara: "Yu Xing is right, you have done enough for us. There is no need for an organization like 'Yang' that puts all the burden on one person to continue to exist. You can't Protect us for the rest of our lives, and we also need our own space to grow. Leave us alone. This time, live for yourself, Chuya."

The rest of the children who were improvised by Yi Ermi also echoed: "That's right, Chuya, your family needs you more than us, so go home."

Nakahara Chuya's eyes turned red: "Shirase, Yuxing, and everyone, I didn't expect... Thank you!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lan Tang, I don't know if you are my family. I have no memory of what happened before the big bang, but I feel very close to you when I see you. Maybe..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked a little shy, " Maybe we were really family once, but we just accidentally forgot each other. Mr. Lantang remembered the past, but I didn't. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, Chuya. You have grown into a real man. I'm proud of you, and I deeply regret that I didn't participate in your growth." Lan Tang extended his right hand to Zhongya Zhongya with a gentle expression, " Come home with me, Chuya. Give me a chance to witness your future."

Is this family?

Zhongyuan Zhongya took Lantang's hand and nodded vigorously: "Yes! Thank you, Mr. Lantang!"

Lantang gently rubbed Nakahara Chuya's hair: that's great, he is a very warm child.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned around and said goodbye to everyone in the sheep seriously: "I will come back to see you often..."

Shirase couldn't help complaining: "Chuya really looks like a mother..."

"Shut up, Shirase!" Nakahara Chuya silently clenched his fists, and then couldn't help laughing, "Thank you."

Under the sun, the orange-haired boy seemed to have finally untied some knot in his heart, and his smile was extremely relieved.

The author has something to say: there are also angels among the cubs!

This chapter is so tangled qwq

I always feel that this ending is too friendly to the "sheep"...

But in the end I wrote it like this, which is a bit selfish. I hope that the "sheep" that Zhong has been guarding can leave him with some gentle and beautiful memories instead of enslavement, betrayal, and injury.As for the future, with family and new bonds, everything will be fine.

感谢在2021-05-1221:00:00~2021-05-1421:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!