Big Sky in Yokohama

Inside Mori Ogai's private clinic.

Scotland grabbed the shirt that was draped aside and put it on, covering his body with lean but well-proportioned muscles, and bandages wrapped around his chest.

"Nagano-kun's wound seems to heal a little slowly." Mori Ogai said casually after cleaning up the bloody bandage.

Scotland's heart tightened slightly.

He lowered his head and buttoned the button, and replied flatly and gently: "It's probably because the work and rest have been reversed recently, and the wound is recovering a bit slowly."

Mori Ogai showed a helpless expression, "Nagano-kun is injured, you should take a good rest and think about other things."

Youni held the medicine and water, frowned and smiled, "Mr. Nagano, take the medicine first."

Regardless of whether the wound can be healed or not, Scotland still needs to take the medicine on the bright side.

He thanked Youni, threw the medicine into his mouth, drank a few sips of water and downed it.

"Has Mr. Nagano thought about what he's going to do after he thinks about it?" Yoni tilted his head and asked him in a low voice.

Scotland was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Mori Ogai, not understanding why Yoni brought this up here.

But he still answered truthfully, "...Probably, let's find a way to join the port mafia first."

The intelligence collection in the early stage is almost done, which is not far from the news sent back by the undercover agents before the organization. Belmode has already begun to urge him to join the port mafia as soon as possible.

Scotland secretly smiled bitterly, not because he didn't want to join.

But the port mafia doesn't know why they are very strict in recruiting new members, and they have an attitude of preferring shortages to excesses.

With the gunshot wound on his heart, he went straight to the interview, fearing that he would be dismissed in less than one round.

"Nagano-kun wants to join the port mafia?" Mori Ogai blinked in feigned surprise, "It's better for the wounded not to take part in such a dangerous job."

Scotland smiled wryly. He also wanted to fully recover from his injury, but Gin gave him a warning.

He didn't want to be treated as a traitor by that suspicious man.

He shook his head, "I have a reason why I have to join the Port Mafia."

In addition to the organization's requirements, the public security is also very concerned about the outside world of the Yokohama Concession.

Mori Ogai held his chin, raised his head and thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "If Nagano-kun really wants to join the port mafia, I might be able to help you."

Scotland looked at Mori Ogai in surprise, "Doctor Mori, is this really okay?"

As far as he usually observes, the part-time doctor in the clinic of Youni always looks decadent, and the patients in the clinic are all those who are inconvenient to go to the hospital for wound treatment like him.

Moreover, the opening hours of the clinic are very casual, and it doesn't look like it can catch up with the port mafia.

Mori Ogai smiled gently, "Don't look at me like this, I still have some contacts."

Some well-connected doctors in private clinics, Scotland thought for a moment that Mori Ogai might be in charge of visiting and treating members of the organization in the world when he was not open, so he said so.

He was silent for a moment, "...Then trouble Dr. Sen."

Anyway, let's infiltrate the port mafia first.

The time when Lantang returned home recently seems to have resumed when Yuni first came to Yokohama.

Commuting to and from get off work every day is like a routine punch card, never delaying an extra minute at the office, and arriving home on time.

"Mr. Lantang, is your job relatively easy recently?" Youni asked curiously as he tilted his head holding his poetry collection.

She thought that Lan Tang was busy with the work of the quasi-cadres recently?

After all, the quasi-cadres of the port mafia are different from ordinary lower-level officials. The latter can mess around casually, but the former must complete their tasks seriously.

As the leader of the organization, Mori Ogai, even if no one uses him, he can still extract some resources within the organization.

What really put him in a state where no one could use it was just that the members above the cadres looked on coldly and their subordinates stood in line to perfunctory.

Lan Tang sighed faintly, like an old man who entered the retirement stage early, lazily nestled on the rocking chair, his eyes half-closed and drowsy.

"There will be no fewer jobs."

Yoni blinked and looked at him bewilderedly.

"...So people have to learn to give themselves time to rest and adjust." Lan Tang added the following words slowly.

Youni frowned, raised his poetry collection to cover the lower half of his face, only showing a pair of bright blue eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Then what if we accidentally delay the time?"

The eyelids were lifted, revealing the cold golden-green pupils, Lan Tang hooked the corners of his mouth, and pulled the thin quilt covering his body, "It depends on my own remedial ability."

In other words, the sky and the earth are big, and rest is the biggest.

We have to wait for him to rest before talking about anything.

Youni frowned, although she understood that Lan Tang was just joking, she was still very happy to see Lan Tang change back to his previous appearance.

"...Where's Youni?" Lan Tang closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "It seems that he often runs out recently, did he meet new friends?"

The blue eyes blinked, and Youni covered his lips and smiled secretly, "Is Mr. Lantang lonely?"

Lan Tang was leaning on the rocking chair, only half of his stern face was exposed, his seaweed-like long black hair was scattered around his body, his eyes drooped quietly, and he spoke softly.

"If I say, I plan to bring Youni back to France in the future, will you be reluctant to part with your friends in Yokohama?"

From the beginning to the end, Lantang didn't intend to stay in Yokohama, he would leave sooner or later, but he hesitated about where Yoni would go.

For him, Yokohama was just a temporary place to stay, but for Yoni, it was a place where he made many friends.

Lan Tang frowned, he didn't really want to disagree with Youni on this matter.

"Does Mr. Lan Tang miss France?" The girl's voice was soft and soothing, making one feel relaxed.

Frowning slightly, Lan Tang was silent for a while, his golden green eyes slowly opened, looking at the vase on the small table.

Delicate colors are dotted on it, the fragile and beautiful petals are half closed, and the head hangs down slightly, which is very charming when the girl bows her head shyly.

"...I don't know." Lantang said to Youni in a calm voice, "Because I don't remember anything, I can't grasp anything, so I have been obsessed with trying to get back the memory of the past."

The gentle and tolerant eyes like the sea fell on Lan Tang, and the girl watched him quietly, "Mr. Lan Tang still thinks that he has nothing now?"

Lan Tang blinked dully, "What?"

Youni frowned, with a cute smile blooming on her face, she tilted her head and said briskly: "When Mr. Lantang is at home, he often laughs."

When she first came here, Lan Tang had always been indifferent, indifferent and lazy.

But with the passage of time, Lantang slowly began to accept Youni, no longer just listening to her reading poems, but also communicating with her normally, willing to be her guardian, and giving her gifts on Christmas Eve...

"Isn't it because of happiness?" She asked with such a happy smile.

Lan Tang was taken aback for a moment, and he touched the corner of his mouth as if he didn't realize it——

Although the radian is not very obvious, it does rise slightly upwards.

Laughing all the time at home?

Or do you always feel happy and relaxed when you are with Youni?

"...Probably happy." He was silent for a while, and said so.

Eyelids flickered a few times, and Youni opened the poetry collection gently and gently, "Mr. Lantang wants to pursue the memories of the past, but the current Yokohama is not worthy of Mr. Lantang's nostalgia at all, right?"

Although Lan Tang's usual attitude towards life is still lazy, with a timid and tired look, it is still somewhat different from the previous him.

"Is Yoni more inclined to stay in Yokohama?"

"Youni don't want to go back to France with me?"

Lan Tang didn't answer her for a while, but just returned to the original question.

Maybe kids just value playmates more, and it doesn't make any difference to Yoni where he stays, he thought calmly.

No matter what, he wanted to go back to France to see, about his former partner, the friend he killed, and what happened to them before.

Before that, he wanted to find out the existence that may be a person or a thing that brought him and his partner to Yokohama, and finally turned against him.

"The place I want to go back to is not France." With his finger resting on the page, his slender fingertips brushing over the beautiful words on the paper, Yoni murmured softly with his eyes downcast.

"Is that going back to Italy?" Lan Tang looked at her quietly.

Even though he is reticent and doesn't like to reveal his thoughts to others at will, Lantang is the guardian of Youni after all, and the elders usually live under the same roof to take care of the children, so how can he not see anything unusual?

Lantang is not the kind of person who doesn't care about children, on the contrary, he just cares too much about Youni, but he doesn't know where to start.

"France is the place where you grew up, and Italy has your inseparable fetters." Lan Tang's voice paused, and his heart became cold. "Compared with Yokohama, which one do you choose?"

Yoni's mother was Italian, and she made no secret of it, she would say it whenever asked.

You can also see the different colors of Youni in some small daily habits and expressions.

It was given to her by people who had been with her before.

"..." Youni pursed his lips, subconsciously wanting to grab Dakong's pacifier.

Lan Tang sighed faintly, staring at her with golden green eyes, quiet and indifferent, "Youni, you are not good at hiding yourself, your habits, your words and deeds all show that you are hiding something. "

"Probably only that idiot Chuya Nakahara would believe that you are just a child who accidentally wandered to Yokohama, a helpless child." Said, Lan Tang couldn't help but hook his lips.

In this way, at least there is no need to worry that Zhong Yuanzhong will bully Youni.

After all—that kid couldn't bear it at all.

"...Mr. Lantang is right," Youni curled his lips calmly, his eyes lowered slightly, "I've just been hiding it from people who care about me."