Personnel Corrector

"Give you."

Xia Youjie threw a milk bottle that was still warm, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his forearm and caught it skillfully.

"Thanks, Zoe."

Xia Youjie, who was sitting on the high steps with his legs drooping, stretched out his hand and gestured for the altitude of Zhongye in the Central Plains, and blinked in confusion: "Your length...is not right."

Two years have passed, and the 12-year-old Nakahara Chuya,? Perhaps he should... finally broke through the 145 mark.

145 of course not,? So Xia Youjie stopped the attack on Zhongye Zhongye's height in Zhongyuan Zhongye's denunciation of "what are you proud of? We are all over one meter long".

"Recently, be honest, don't go to the port Mafia to steal things again." Xia Youjie unscrewed a bottle of milk by himself, drank it in one gulp, and took the empty bottle in his hand, ready to find someone later. Throw away the trash can that fits in the right place.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuanzhong frowned not obviously, and asked, "Who is going to the port of Mafia again?"

Xia Youjie recalled the back of the small body he saw: "The one with the white hair."

There were a few others who followed him, but they seemed to have dark hair, so Xia Youjie didn't pay much attention.

"Shirose...it's him again..."

[Sheep] are all small groups of minors,? Xia Youjie sometimes sponsors some supplies, and said to Zhongyuan Zhongya, if someone asks,? Just say that you picked them up from the black-haired and blue-eyed guy in Mafia at the port here.

Black hair and blue eyes,? That's Xia Youjie (Zuo Yuxuanren).

As for the verb - to pick up.

Port Mafia is a serious gangster, and has no intention of pity for minors. If Xia Youjie hadn't shown a powerful ability at that time,? And just happened to meet the chief who loves seedlings...

As an attacker, he would probably mess up the warehouse of Port Mafia, and because of his generous appearance, he would definitely be on the blacklist of Port Mafia and be chased by all the killers in the organization.

[Sheep] is a group of underage children, most of them have no supernatural powers, if they dare to steal or rob Mafia at the port, they will definitely be killed if they find out.

But if it is "picking up"—picking up discarded items that Mafia voluntarily does not want at the port, the result will be different.

It's a pity, maybe [Sheep]'s children are too young to understand Xia Youjie's good intentions, and Zhong Yuanzhong also conveyed the subtext of the words, which they didn't understand at all.

They interpret Zhongye's behavior as: the port Mafia is a fat sheep that can pull wool!

Port Mafia is a big organization, and the things that Zhongye "picked up" were so good, much higher quality than the things they stole from other places.Wouldn't it be nice if they could get their hands on something brand new in Port Mafia?

Then those kids didn't know where their confidence came from, and they actually went to steal the warehouse of Mafia at the port!

Xia Youjie was "captured" by the Colonel in the warehouse, and that warehouse was one of the sites under the management of the General. Now Xia Youjie, as the General's subordinate, took over the job of looking after the warehouse.

This is definitely Da Zuo's bad taste, let him manage the warehouse where he was caught...

It was precisely because of Xia Youjie's relationship that the children of the "sheep" were not arrested immediately, but were released back.

In addition, what they stole was not important. They didn't touch any guns, powder guns, or guns. They just took the minimum amount of food. Fighting, what should we do if we run out of food and grass?

Xia Youjie can only say "..."

Is it because you have read too much history of the Warring States period, and do you need to stockpile food and grass for modern gangster gunfights?

These foods (compressed biscuits and bread) are of little value, and if they are stolen, they are stolen, but don't those children know that the warehouse is monitored?You can sneak into the warehouse without anyone noticing, why do you have to swagger and walk under the camera, for fear that others will not know that you are here?

Xia Youjie talked with Zhongyuan Zhongye. After Zhongyuan Zhongye went back, he saw a group of children happily holding up food bags. The scolding draft that had been typed out turned into a few light words of exhortation.

...doesn't serve as a warning at all.

"Talk about them again. This time I saw a child snatch it from the surveillance, but fortunately he didn't take it away. The food is okay. If there are fewer weapons when I check the inventory, I can't hide it. "

Although the strength is sufficient, Xia Youjie's qualifications are not deep, and he was able to get the management right of the warehouse because of the preference of the chief.If there is no cadre's fancy, only judging from the "employee position" of the port Mafia, Xia Youjie is a thug with no real power.

Central Plains also agreed.

But how could [Sheep], who has tasted the sweetness several times, be obedient?

"It's okay, the monitoring of Mafia at the port is just a decoration, no one will find us." Shirose said.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

No, you have been discovered by Zuo Yu long ago...

Another black-haired child stood aside with Shirase: "Chuya, you are too 'worrying about yourself', and even if we were discovered, wouldn't you still be there? Chuya's abilities are so powerful, even if you are The killer at Port Mafia is no problem!"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The word is wrong, it is "unfounded worries".

Shirase looked at the young boy with red hair who had nothing to say, and turned his tone: "Chuya, where have you been recently, I don't see you at the base in your free time."

I can't be silent anymore.

Nakahara Chuya: "I'll just walk around and see if there are any new faces in Leibo Street..."

...Actually, I went to "play" with Zuo Yu.

It's not really a game, the two of them just sit in the container or on the long steps that no one passes by, blowing the wind and chatting.

Zuoyu is 17 years old this year, 5 years older than him. Nakahara Nakaya is too precocious because he grew up in the chaotic Leibo Street. There is no generation gap between the two of them, so they can chat.

Zuo Yu often talked about some things about Mafia at the port. Compared with the peaceful life of [Sheep], Mafia at the port is the real bullets and blood, and it is not comparable to the life of their children.

Both of them kept their secrets. For example, Nakahara Zhong didn't take the initiative to say that he had supernatural powers, and Zuo Yu didn't talk about supernatural powers either.

In fact, Zuo Yu should have known it long ago.

The Central Plains also want to.

Once he had just beaten a tall and strong man with supernatural powers, Zuo Yu popped up from the corner and invited him to the milk bar for a drink.

"...What is milk bar?" he asked.

"It's the same as a bar, you drink milk." Zuo Yu replied.

However, the true identity of the so-called "milk bar" is that the two of them are nesting somewhere, drinking milk of various flavors that Zuo Yu bought from a convenience store.

Zuo Yu bit the end of the straw and commented: "This taste is not bad, you can buy it again."

Zhongyuan Zhong also bared and didn't speak.

"Come on Chuya, you can grow to 1.9 meters."

"...No need." Sayu who can exceed 1.8 meters is enough.

Zuo Yu pointed to his eyes: "Believe me, people with blue eyes have the gene of 1.9 meters." Zuo Yu, who has surpassed the 1.8-meter mark and is striving to advance to 1.9 meters, made such a declaration.

In [Sheep]'s base, following Shirose's question "Where have you been recently", the eyes of the other children in the corner gathered. If there is any reality in the eyes, Nakahara Chuya might be set on fire at this time up.

Shirase changed the subject: "I don't mean anything else, just to say... Yokohama may not be very stable recently, Chuya, you should be careful when you go out alone."

"Unsettled?"

"Yeah." This time it was the dark-brown boy next to Shirase who answered the call, "When I went to the port yesterday, I heard their internal conversation, saying that the leader of Mafia was sick..."

……

"Boss, the above is the report of this mission." The young man took off his top hat and bent down in a white shirt, black vest and long coat.

……Hey?

"Thank you, Nakaya-kun." Behind the office, Mori Ogai flipped through the mission report with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Nakahara Nakaya's eyelids twitched as he stared at the luxurious carpet...

Why just now, suddenly remembered the scene five years ago?

Mori Ogai took the time to glance at the bowing young cadre, and his words were filled with doubts: "Get up, Mr. Chuya, you don't have to be so polite in front of me."

"...Don't dare to do it." The young man straightened up in a well-behaved manner, and there was nothing to criticize in his expression and attitude.

The 17-year-old Chuya Zhongyuan, one of the youngest cadres in the port, has powerful abilities and is highly valued by the leader.

Four words: the future can be expected.

At about the same time, in the Lupine bar, a black-haired man with a bandaged right eye hit his head on the bar counter with a "bang".

"Are you all right, Dazai?" A reddish-brown man holding a wine glass asked.

The man named Dazai let out a long breath, as if he was a victim who had survived a catastrophe: "... finally stopped."

stop?

Oda Sakunosuke was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask too much.

Osamu Dazai didn't have the strength to explain, he just wanted to bury himself in the warm quilt immediately, immediately, and sleep soundly.

Question: If life becomes a marathon that must be carried out, if you don’t run, the time in your world will be stagnant forever. Will you choose to move forward or stagnate?

It's strange to say so, but for Osamu Dazai, this is a real tiring marathon. Since five years ago, time has suddenly started to speed up. character of.

The interpreters don't even know that they are "manipulated", and everything they think in reality is the script in His hands.

With one exception, Osamu Dazai.

The reason is that a certain transcendent who owns a book couldn't hold back and peeked at the "script content", and found that in the next five years, the person he cares about will not come to him. With a wave of the pen, he pressed the fast-forward button on time.

The essence of the book is a supernatural power, which acts on everyone and things in the world.

Oh, except for a man surnamed Dazai whose supernatural power is nullified.

Therefore, when everyone has a "special car pick-up" to run the five-year marathon, Osamu Dazai must use his own weak legs to run the five-year marathon.

You have to run on the track specially marked out by Him.

For Osamu Dazai, five years have passed in real time, but the mental time is only an instant—it can be said that in this instant, his brain processed five years' worth of information.

In order to keep up with the large army, Osamu Dazai ran so hard.

But because in the next five years of the script, Osamu Dazai will live a good life, so even if the mental time belongs to him, Dazai Osamu still cannot commit suicide.

To explain it in terms of the world next door, it is equivalent to Osamu Dazai being stuffed into the "infinite space" of the next five years. The real time is only a moment, but when he wakes up, he finds that five years have really passed in real time.

It was like a five-year reality dream.

Osamu Dazai was enjoying a hard-fought rest. At this time, another person came down from the entrance steps of Lupin Bar. Ango Sakaguchi, who was wearing glasses and had a mole on the corner of his mouth, was holding a blank paper with a troubled expression on his face.

"What's wrong, Ango?"

Finally meeting his friend from "reality", Osamu Dazai cheered up and saw something wrong with Ango at a glance.

Sakunosuke Oda noticed that Ango Sakaguchi's hair was dripping with water.

It is raining heavily outside, and Ango, who pays so much attention to the details of life, will never forget to bring an umbrella.

"When I was talking with guests indoors, I came out and found that my umbrella was gone, leaving only this note."

【Lend me an umbrella——G】

Regardless of the reason, it is really rude to take someone's umbrella like this without first saying hello.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Is it the person whose name starts with G, Ango, do you have any impression?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "I don't know."

G, the seventh letter, could it be a coded message from the seventh agency or the government...

Osamu Dazai, who had half of his head lying on the bar counter, waved lazily: "Here, here! I know—"

"The one who left the note is gay, he wants to date Ango!"

The author has something to say: fast forward time to Dafa! (It’s just a praise from the sleepless leader next door who worked so hard