Port Mafia Writing Diary

It took too much time to inspect the previous schools, so Oda Sakunosuke and I left three schools behind and had to rush back to Yokohama.

Holding my thick notebook, I was full of dissatisfaction: "Next time, we must take a good look at those schools. I heard from colleagues that some schools can get extra points for special sports. Sakunosuke, do you think Xingsuke will start now?" Learn basketball, tennis, table tennis, baseball..."

"Well, let Kosuke go. Let him think for himself first." Oda Sakunosuke rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Just insist on letting him read on."

"That's right! Let him set a good example for other children first, Doctor Struggle!"

I was so excited to go home with him.

Almost as soon as the door was opened, I froze in place when I saw the person who opened the door.

The beautiful and gentle woman is smiling at me: "Miss Asano, you are finally back."

"Editor Fuji, why did you come here?" I was so frightened that my voice almost trembled, and when I looked away, I saw Xingsuke and those children sitting in a row on the sofa, looking too scared to swallow.

"It's annoying, it's because Ms. Asano hasn't sent me any manuscripts. I was worried that you would come to the door in case of an accident. I didn't expect to meet these children who wanted to start cooking. It was too dangerous, so I did it myself. "Fuji Yumiko dragged me into the house unilaterally, "Since you are back, give me the manuscript."

"Please remember, the word postponement does not exist in my dictionary!"

I was pitifully dragged into the house by Fujiko Yumiko, and I reached out to Oda Sakunosuke, and only he could save me at this time.

"...Come on, Ling."

Oda Sakunosuke silently looked away.

That night, I bitterly accepted that Editor Fuji would stay with me for three days to supervise my draft.

She helped me ask for leave at the port mafia. At first she thought it was a foreign trade company, so she said that Asano Ling had something to ask for leave, and the personnel who answered the phone couldn't wait to agree.

"Miss Asano, your company is so friendly that you don't even ask what you are doing on leave."

"... woo woo woo."

I continued to scribble, my head full of thoughts of revenge [crossed out] thanks port mafia.

In fact, these three days of rushing to draft made me miserable.

Finally, the manuscript was handed in. Yumiko Fuji looked at it for a while, and I lay down on the table exhausted, while Sakunosuke Oda waited for her judgment very seriously.

"OK, the quality is very good, I will hand it over to the proofreading department immediately."

"Please rest assured, the cover and publicity are all prepared in advance, it will be published in a month, and the sample book will be sent on time."

……

Waiting for Editor Fuji to leave, I looked pitifully at Sakunosuke Oda who was still taking notes, "Sakunosuke, you don't feel sorry for me. It's too painful to rush the manuscript."

"Well, how about sukiyaki?" Oda Sakunosuke put down his notebook and said seriously.

I hummed: "Not enough."

Xingjie and the others ran over at this time, and said excitedly: "You idiot, Sakunosuke, Ling wants to go out to play! Hey, during the annual vacation, let's go out to have fun!"

"Sakule wants to go to this temple to play. This is a coupon lottery ticket collected by Sakule, which can be exchanged for gifts!"

"Wow, can I fly a kite then? Oda Saku said that he would take us to fly a kite, but it never materialized."

……

Oda Sakunosuke stepped forward and touched the heads of the five adopted children one by one: "Sorry, I will spare time as soon as possible. After a year, I will take you there..."

"I don't want Sakunosuke! I made a unilateral decision, let's go together." I suddenly thought of Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango, and quickly called them.

Ango Sakaguchi was embarrassed for a while, and then stopped when he said he was on a business trip.

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai accepted it happily.

I unilaterally decided on the time and place to hang out together, and there was no chance for Oda Sakunosuke to interrupt.

Then, the next day, I got a notice that I had to work overtime on the day I was supposed to go out to play.

The one who notified me was a newcomer, and she was a little nervous: "Well, please work hard, it seems that the superiors really believe in your ability."

"Well, I also believe in myself." With a deep expression on my face, I stroked my chin.

The corner of the new colleague's mouth twitched: "...if you want to think about it, then think about it."

Waiting for her to leave, I quickly searched the place and decided to be worthy of the leader's trust.

Everyone else is on vacation, and I'm the only one who works overtime. This must be known to everyone!

On the same day, I made a form, which was dubbed as investigating the cultural level of the port mafia, and asked about their education background one by one.

It turns out that there are a lot of low-educated people, and even the cadre of the big beauty Ozaki Hongye has never been to school...

"What do you mean by that expression?" Koye Ozaki raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and nodded my head.

"No, I want to understand, Officer Ozaki!" I instantly felt that my shoulders were heavy, and I had an unprecedented sense of responsibility that drove me to do great things. "I will immediately let everyone realize the importance of learning."

"Wait, what did you say..."

Without waiting for Officer Ozaki Koyo to speak, I hurried to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

The location of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is very easy to find, almost any supernatural person who comes to Yokohama can find it.

Strangely, the corners of the mouths of the people who saw my supernatural agent twitched.

"Why did the people from Port Mafia come here?"

"My God, it's still daytime? I'm not mistaken!"

"This seems to be a supernatural being..."

I walked towards the leader of the Ability Secret Service Section on my own, and said enthusiastically: "To be honest, many people in our port mafia want to study and improve their cultural level. In this regard, those of us who do not have a good resume can only I will place my hope on you, Chief Farming Officer."

"Please write us a letter of introduction, and let us go to a school that doesn't discriminate against illiterates [cross out]! I can swear by my pen name, everyone is sincerely studying, and I hope I can get a Ph. D."

The farming chief froze, his lips seemed to tremble, "What the hell are you talking about?!"

I was very wronged: "Didn't our port mafia pay taxes? Are we not considered citizens? You are too much! You dare to swear in front of a weak woman like me! Woohoo, I want to tell you about this matter." go out!"

After speaking, I took out my mobile phone and sent out the recording just now.

Everyone present looked at me dumbfounded, as if it was the first time they saw a bold person like me.