Port Mafia fifth cadre

When Nakahara Chuya came to the chief's office again, Kawakami Yuzu already had a dark suit jacket on his body.

Kawakami Yuzu is wearing a light brown sweater and black trousers today. It is just right to match this jacket, and the origin of this jacket is also obvious——

Added symbol of Mafia.

In the Mafia, generally, it is the person who lures the newcomer into the job who takes care of the client.As a symbol of this, I will buy something that I can carry on my body and give it to the other party.This is how Chuya's hat came about.

But Kawakami Yuzu is still a newcomer?

Does it mean to start over... Thinking of the former leader who was cruel in his later years and caused great trauma to the city, everything seems to be reasonable.

"Then, Nakaya-kun and Kawakami-kun will be your subordinates and I will take care of you." Mori Ogai urged earnestly, acting like a kind elder, "Be sure to make her a qualified mafia member before school starts." .”

Nakahara Chuya tried his best to ignore the sense of absurdity when he heard the word "start of school", bowed his head in response, and took Kawakami Yuzu out of the chief's office.

The French doors closed slowly.

Mori Ogai restrained his expression, lowered his eyes and pondered.

The scene of communicating with Kawakami Yuzu flashed back in my mind like a photo, and Mori Ogai seemed to have discovered something, showing a smile that seemed to be shrouded in fog.

The guards in the dark saluted and retreated.

Mori Ogai turned to Alice, started the daily life of a decadent middle-aged uncle in a second, rubbed his eyes and stretched out his voice: "Alice-chan! My eyes hurt! Kawakami-kun's handwriting is too small!"

"Of course so many characters on a piece of paper will be too small." Alice poked the strawberry on the cake with a fork, without looking back, "It's Rintaro who is so useless!"

"Alice sauce—"

"You live here." Pushing open the door of the dormitory, Nakahara Nakaya looked sideways at the 'girl' with some baby fat on her face, and couldn't help but add, "Is that okay?"

Consistent with the European-style light luxury style in the building, the decoration in the dormitory gives people a cold feeling of a model room. Yuzu Kawakami personally prefers the rural style, but since it is a free residence and it is a newcomer, there is no need to be picky That's a lot... wait. "Is the accommodation free?"

"Yes."

"Then there's no problem." Kawakami Yuzu smiled.

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved the luggage in. While moving, he felt that women really have a lot of things. If it was him, he would never be able to pick out so many bags.

Kawakami Yuzu opened the largest box and the largest bag, and greeted: "Chuya-kun, do you like desserts? I bought Baumkuchen and waffle sticks, ah, and sake notebook pens, bat fan cloth and so on … ready-to-wear is so expensive, it’s a pain in the ass to buy—I mean, it’s better to have it made to measure.”

Only after noticing the change of address, Zhong Yuanzhong was attracted by those colorful things: "These are...?"

"Gift." Kawakami Yuzu generously said, "Chuya-kun, pick it first, it's no problem to pick all of them." The 'girl' put her index finger on her lips, and blinked playfully, "Anyway, the others don't know yet."

Zhong Yuan also only wanted to know one thing: "How did you bring so many things here?"

I wanted to ask in Central Plains at the station. With so many things, it’s not like he can manipulate gravity. Even if he has great strength, he can’t do it in terms of size. It’s not like he has eight hands.

"Good-hearted people helped me carry it." Kawakami Yu put his hands together, and his smile seemed to be shining with holy light, "I don't know why, there are always good-hearted people rushing to help me carry my luggage while walking on the road."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at 'her' face: "..."

A vivid and speechless expression appeared on Hong Kong's conscience, which was completely different from Mori Ogai's expression of not knowing whether it was true or not. Send it out, I only know you and Mr. Sen now, and I don’t know who to give the gift to and how to give it.”

"For the reward——I treat you to dinner?"

"No need." Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed his hat, "I'll just deliver it for you."

"Thank you Chuya-kun!" Kawakami Yuzu opened the curtains in the living room to look out, and asked again, "By the way, can online shopping be delivered here?"

"You can't send it in, but you can ask the guards downstairs to check it and bring it up." Nakahara didn't say that this is the privilege of the upper-level members. Judging from the leader's meaning, it is obvious that Kawakami Yuzu has this privilege. "What do you want to buy?" ?”

"Milk." Kawakami Yuzu said with a serious expression, "I'm already 16 years old, I have to hurry up and grow taller."

Height 160cm · 18 years old · A certain cadre who doesn't know if he can grow any longer: "Oh."

Leaving the unfortunate news that "training will start tomorrow", Nakahara Chuya left the dormitory with a gift, Kawakami Yuzu lay down on the couch, his eyes were empty.

I want to move.

Don't want to organize things.

Ugh.

With a sigh, Kawakami Yu bounced off the sofa, quickly and methodically distributed the luggage into the bedroom and the hall, and then put the suitcase and backpack into the closet, and waited until Zhongyuan Zhong also finished delivering the gifts and brought them with him When I returned with my suitcases and travel bags, the one-bedroom dormitory seemed much more popular.

I went to the chief’s office to give gifts, and had a chat with Mori Ogai. Nakahara, who has a clearer positioning of Kawakami Yuzu, also worked tirelessly to convey the feedback from the recipients: “Alice said that she likes you very much. Dessert, I also picked out a piece of cloth, the leader took the pen, Miss Hongye was away, I put the rest of the cloth and fan in her office..."

Kawakami Yuzu listened carefully.

This is precious information on the preferences of important members of the port mafia.

The golden eyes were hazy, showing a faint amber color under the sunlight, clear but not bottomless.

"If you want to be familiar with the organization, you can go to the intelligence department." Nakahara Chuya said heartily without any haze on his brows, "I have already said hello."

Kawakami Yuzu was startled: "Okay."

It was almost noon, and Kawakami Yuzu, who was about to go out to eat, first went to the intelligence department for a walk, handed in the task he received four years ago, learned some basic knowledge of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang and even Yokohama, and then walked out of the Hong Kong and Heihe Building and came to the seaside.

The office building is relatively close to the beach, so you don't need to take a taxi, and walking slowly is also a good pastime.

Kawakami Yu stood still and took a deep breath of the slightly salty air.

Here is the port.

The boundaries of Mafia.

No non-organized people will come here at night, and almost all the people who are there during the day are organized people. It is very deserted at this time. Kawakami Yuzu's eyes fell on a ship, and his vision was empty.

Four years ago, he came to Yokohama on a smuggling boat, and the smuggling boat was moored at this location.

What greeted that ship was a hail of bullets.

Should I say fate?Hiding in the gap between the containers, he was not injured nor died, but was picked up by the port mafia who attacked the smuggling ship—because rare goods are available. The 12-year-old Kawakami Yuzu is not afraid, as long as he does not die from stray bullets, as long as there is room for communication, he will not be given up.

This is the confidence given by past experience.

What's more, there are different abilities.

The successor leader, Mori Ogai... That Mr. Mori, the slight change in expression when he saw the ring has already explained a fact.

The so-called "the leader of the previous generation died of a serious illness, and the prequel to his death was located in the exclusive doctor Mori Ogai" is very likely to be false news.

You can even draw conclusions directly.

The previous leader was killed by Mr. Sen.

Only those who are not in the right position will be wary of the tokens of the previous leaders, but Mr. Mori's current position is already stable and cannot be shaken, at least it cannot be shaken by Yuzu Kawakami. It should be right.

If you send a report letter to the Avengers Prison in Europe that detains mafia prisoners——

No.

What do you think.

Mr. Sen has done much better than the previous leaders.

Kawakami Yuzu suppressed his thoughts.

This is a bad habit he developed when he was young, and he always analyzes habitually. If possible, it would be great to live as simple as the Zhongye-kun he met today.

Kawakami Yu found a small alley, took off the extra clothes and put them in a canvas bag, adjusted his expression, and turned around to be a refreshing high school boy.

Walking slowly to a crowded place, Kawakami Yuzu took a taxi to Chinatown.

As the magical capital of Japan, Yokohama has the largest Chinatown in Asia, and the food sold in it is Chinese cuisine that suits his taste.

"Boss, give me a Xiaolongbao!"

There was a long queue in front of the shop, and it took 20 minutes for Kawakami Yuzu to arrive, but as long as the food is delicious, it is worth it.

Speaking of which, if you change into women's clothing, will you not have to wait in line?

After escaping from Hong Kong gangsters at the age of 12, he always wore men's clothing. Today is the first time for Kawakami Yu, who pretends to be a girl, eating steamed buns with thin skin and thick filling, lost in thought.

"stop!"

Following the roar came panicked but steady voices, and two men who were chasing and fleeing came into view. The residents of Yokohama reflexively gave up their positions, leaving only Kawakami pomelo with a slower tempo——

Logically, he was taken hostage.

"Ah." Ignoring the sharp blade around his neck, Kawakami Yuzu slightly opened his eyes wide, "Mr. Kunikida?"