Big Sky in Yokohama

"What do you think of the arrest warrant issued by the port mafia for the red-haired child?" Xia Youjie leaned against the wall with his arms folded and looked sideways at Chuya Zhongyuan who was sitting on the steps.

Strictly speaking, there are not many red-haired children in Yokohama, and many of them are not purely Japanese, so they have bright red hair.

Most Japanese hair colors are still mainly black, brown, and brown, and occasionally some family-inherited light-colored hair colors, but red hair is definitely not common.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked a little irritable with a cold expression, he clicked his tongue fiercely, "Crazy, that guy."

Just because a few red-haired kids painted his car, he turned to issue a warrant to all the red-haired kids in Yokohama, so that all the members of the port mafia were dispatched to defend his "dignity".

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, "Qingzi has red hair, so she can't be hidden among the sheep, right?"

As Xia Youjie said, the sheep's children are very ostentatious around Leibo Street, even if they can't recognize the children running behind, they will never forget the leaders.

In particular, Haruko was also a member of the Sheep Thirteen Council, and her red hair was remembered by many people in Leibo Street.

"Take Haruko to move first," Nakahara said, frowning, "along with a few children whose hair color is close to red, find another place to hide."

His abilities are indeed useful, but he is the only one who has abilities and the ability to protect himself. The children in the sheep face the members of the port mafia who have a lot of firepower, and they have no advantage in any aspect. Those kids are up against the port mafia.

According to the idea of ​​the port leader, if he did this, the other party would definitely regard it as a signal that the sheep and them were about to go to war.

"If you calculate it this way, Zhongye's hair color is also in line." Xia Youjie pointed at Zhongyuan Zhongye's slightly curly ocher red hair leisurely.

During the period of staying in the sheep, the only thing Xia Youjie felt relaxed was the world without magic spirits around him. Even though human beings still have malicious and negative emotions, no one will be killed by the magic spirit condensed by negative emotions .

On the surface, Xia Youjie looks easy to talk to, but in fact he is not the type to be approached easily.

Although he didn't say it on the surface, he did have a good impression of Nakahara Chuya, a child whose style was somewhat similar to his once. He wanted to agree with his philosophy, and he also wanted to see how to live in this world without magic spirits. , Will Chuya Nakahara's approach eventually collapse like his beliefs.

Unknowingly, he followed the sheep's children and began to call Chuya Zhongya by his name.

"Don't pay attention to my words, unless the port mafia is willing to dispatch cadre-level figures to attack me." Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head. He was most worried about the children who were easily targeted by the port black party.

But Zhongyuan Zhongye, a very upright young man in every sense, didn't notice the faint gap between Xia Youjie and Yang and the change in his address.

"That's true," Xia Youjie nodded affirmatively, "Do you want to tell the rest of the sheep where Qingzi and the others are hiding?"

His voice was low, and the meaning in it made bright cobalt blue eyes look over it.

The boy's brows were raised high, and he looked a little unhappy, "What does this mean?"

He didn't suspect that Xia Youjie wanted to stir up sheep's insides, and Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he seemed to have discovered something, but his attitude when he blurted out was a bit cold.

"There are traitors among the sheep's children," Xia Youjie didn't care, his words were like a bomb thrown into the calm water, causing a burst of water, "If you don't want Qingzi and the others to die inexplicably or be caught by the port?" Mafia people take it away, it's best not to tell them."

His eyes darkened slightly, Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his voice and asked him, "...do you know who it is?"

Xia Youjie shook his head, "I'm not sure yet, but I've locked down a few targets."

The port mafia's wanted order Yang and Zhongyuan Zhong also knew about it almost at the same time. In the past few days, Yang's internal affairs have begun to become agitated, and private exchanges and small actions have frequently appeared.

Most of the Zhongyuan Zhongyuan would go out to inspect Leibo Street, but Xia Youjie stayed at the base for more time and could see it more clearly.

The young man who had long been famous in Leibo Street as the King of Sheep stood up with his legs on his face expressionlessly, his eyes lowered, "... I see, Xia You. Qingzi and the others will leave you alone."

Xia Youjie looked at him in surprise, and said with a smile, "I thought the king of sheep would be more wary of me in this special period?"

It never occurred to Nakahara Chuya to think of asking him to protect Haruko and the others.

Lan Mou glanced at him in surprise, Zhong Yuanzhong also let go of a little coldness, curled his lips and relaxed, "If I couldn't trust you, I wouldn't have let you participate in the Thirteenth Council for me."

After all, the troublesomeness of the council is obvious to all.

Although the inside of the sheep regards being able to enter the council as an honor, in fact, since the establishment of the council, it is difficult for several split factions to reach a consensus every time they meet.

The establishment of the council was only half a month later than the promotion of Zhongye Zhongye to become the king of sheep, but there were many children with their own thoughts.

Usually, the Central Plains are not willing to come forward. After all, no matter how conflicted and divided they are, they will not do anything harmful to the sheep. It is enough to know this.

Even in many cases, in the mentality of calming down the matter, Zhong Yuanzhong felt that as long as they could give a clear plan, it would be fine for him to listen to the council.

But at this time, Xia Youjie said that there was a traitor inside the sheep.

No matter which companion Nakahara Nakahara is unwilling to doubt, but he is even less willing to use Haruko and the others' lives to prove his companion's innocence.

Xia Youjie laughed helplessly, "I think you, the leader, are too lazy to attend the meeting, so you pushed me."

Taking care of Haruko and the others' safety is not a big deal. In the 13-member council, Haruko's faction can be regarded as a pro-leader faction, and they don't often listen to Shogo and Shirase's speeches.

But it's not because Haruko thinks their idea is unreliable, she just has a more wink, and thinks that the 13-member council can't be compared to the real leader.

But Chuya Nakahara's inaction afterwards also made Haruko very shaken about obeying him.

Zhong Yuan Zhong is also a good protector, but he has no demands on the children of the sheep, and is often rewarded by Shirase and the others, agreeing to their various absurd demands, which also makes Haruko doubt the authority of the leader .

Even so, Haruko still prefers Chuya Nakahara in the 13-member council. As a girl herself, she can overwhelm all the boys and become one of the 13-member council because she is smarter than everyone else. Harder and harder.

"However, as for Haruko, Chuya might like it if he did this, right?" Xia Youjie joked, it was quite difficult for a leader to win the approval of his subordinates.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Xia Youjie's words at all.

The King of Sheep, who is not interested in the internal affairs of the organization, is naturally not aware of the struggles within the council and the instability of his position as the leader. He just wants to protect the children of the sheep.

Purple eyes gave him a deep look, Xia Youjie finally sighed, "Leave the children who have taken refuge to me."

Protecting children is similar to protecting ordinary people, but not exactly the same.

The black-haired boy raised his head to look at the blue sky, and curled his lips helplessly.

When Youni asked him to come over, did he think of Chuya Chuya?

The cooking bowl fell to the ground with a loud bang, and Yoni was slightly stunned.

After hearing what Lan Tang said, she couldn't concentrate no matter what, even if she wanted to distract her attention with cooking.

Her blue eyes stared blankly at the flour-scattered ground, she squatted down slowly, clutched her sleeves in a trance, and muttered to herself, "What should I do?"

Last time, she failed to save the sheep's children.

Even with her prophecy, Nakahara Chuya, Oda Sakunosuke, and even the Armed Detective Agency, she failed to prevent the deaths of the children.

"Should I make a prophecy again?" The voice murmured in a low voice, and the girl hugged her knees and curled up into a ball like a small animal trying to cover up her fragile and helpless side.

Lonely and helpless emotions lingered around her, and Yoni knew very well that maintaining her energy and sending flames to the pacifier of the sun was the most important thing she should do now.

Wasn't what happened last time enough for her to understand the immutability of the prophecy?

Her lips were tightly pressed together, and the tears fell silently and were quickly absorbed by the fabric of the clothes, and the eyelashes moistened by tears stuck together.

She tightened her arms around her knees, her eyes closed tightly, and tears continued to ooze and fall.

"...Mom, what should I do?"

As the current leader of Kirionello, she does not have this ability.

She, who is Alkebarenor Ozora, does not have this ability either.

Witnessing the fulfillment of the prophecy again and again, but the pain of being powerless erodes Youni's heart.

During this year in Yokohama, she even wanted to secretly look at the future of Kirioneiro, but she was afraid to act.

This is all because she is afraid, afraid of seeing the death of her family companions.

There was no point in being afraid of what she had done, of what she was trying to endure.

The third power of seven was missing a part from the very beginning, how could she face Bailan who was in the eight trillion parallel worlds when she only had the big empty pacifier and the clear pacifier.

... She was afraid that in the end, her determination and her sacrifices became meaningless.

Suddenly, the warm and dazzling light pierced the darkness in front of him. Youni opened his eyes and looked up, showing an incredulous expression, "Mother? Uncle Reborn?"

The two pacifiers that Yoni had placed on her body were suspended in front of her, emitting a corresponding light.

"—Yuni, do whatever you want." A voice very similar to Aliya came from the orange pacifier.

The blue eyes widened slightly, it was the voice of her grandmother Luche in her memory.

"But I," she opened her mouth slightly, "but am I really doing the right thing?"

Another voice snorted, "You'll only know if you've done it right, but you've had the will to die from the very beginning."

The deep, elegant, mature and charming voice belonged to Reborn, who in Luche's memory hadn't turned into a baby yet.

"Don't let yourself regret it, grab everything you want, Yuni."

The blue eyes stared blankly, his lips clenched slightly, and Youni raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his face, showing a firm expression, "I see."

The two pacifiers hanging in mid-air seemed to have encountered some obstacles, the light flashed and then gradually dimmed, and returned to their original normal appearance and fell back into Yoni's palm.

Clasping the pacifier tightly with both hands, and putting it in his arms, Yoni once again raised an empty smile, "Thank you, my most important companions."