Port Mafia fifth cadre

Intercontinental Hotel Yokohama.

The white robe fluttered quietly and lightly, and Kawakami Yuzu stood in front of the window, overlooking the beautiful scenery of Yokohama Bay.

The room I stayed in happened to be facing the Ferris wheel in Minato Mirai, and... No matter where you are in the city, you can see the five buildings in Hong Kong without any shelter.

Kawakami Yu looked at the top floor of the Gang Hei headquarters building, as if seeing the chief's room through the glass curtain wall.

I sincerely hope that the old leader will take care of his health.

The trivial matter of "sheep" disappearing, shouldn't make him get angry and let go, right?

Kawakami Yuzu fiddled with the souvenirs he bought when he took the lambs to visit the shrine, a little omamori fell into deep thought following this sudden thought.

It's not a clever way to break the game.

If the old leader dies at this time, since he has no heirs and there is no obvious advantage in the organization, the mafia will definitely fall into a bloody battle for power. Unrelated orders are likely to be ignored, and there is no need for "sheep" to be broken into parts.

By the way, Mr. Mori may not be able to ascend to the position of leader if Mr. Mori is caught off guard.

Simply perfect.

Kawakami Yuzu felt that assuming that he was in the position of the old leader, he should do this.

Fortunately, the old leader couldn't predict the future and still wanted to live.

This is the tenth day in the parallel world.

Waking up early in the morning, after writing a few more letters for the lambs, Kawakami Yuzu returned to the intensive care unit and handed over the little Dazai who wanted to observe the daily life of the detective agency to Mr. Kunikida, who came to visit him. Entered the booked hotel.

Anyway, he won't get better if he is cured.

The reason for choosing the InterContinental Hotel is that there is a Chinese restaurant on the 31st floor of the hotel.

There’s nothing wrong with enjoying a little more while you still have the freedom to move around.

Ranbu thought so too.

The president's work is always very busy. The bodyguard orders he received before, as well as the daily affairs of the detective agency, plus the recent commissions, the arrangements for the lambs need to be finalized... Ranpo doesn't want to toss about these things, anyway, today On the weekend, the detective agency had Kunikida Kazuyo Yosano-san, and there was no interesting case recently, so he left a sentence to see Kawakami, and ran to find someone openly.

Kawakami Yuzu was a little surprised when he saw Ranbu.

"Did Mr. Ranpo come here alone? That's amazing!"

"of course!"

I am very happy to be praised. Luanbu holds his head high, flicking his shawl with his steps, looking like a reserved and greedy cat.

Yes, gluttony.

InterContinental Hotel's rooms are very spacious, equipped with LCD TV, private bathroom and minibar, and are also equipped with slippers and a wide range of toiletries, but Luanbu only rested in the room for a short while - used to look at the review website I read the food evaluation of the Chinese restaurant of the hotel on the Internet, thinking about what to eat, and when the lunch time came, I couldn’t wait to take Kawakami Yuzu to the Chinese restaurant that I was thinking of.

"Good - great! You can't usually eat these."

Ranbu made a contented sound.

This is normal, after all, the consumption here is a bit high, and the salary of the detective agency is not much.

and many more.

The salary of the detective agency seems to be linked to the commission?For a famous detective who has solved so many cases...the police may not give much commission fee, but the rich man will pay a lot-by the way, Mr. Fukuzawa, the guardian, will restrict Mr. Ranpo's diet.Kawakami remembered the clean coffee table when he left the detective agency on the second day after he came to this world.

Kawakami Yu looked at Ranpo's belly, and reminded him friendly: "Mr. Ranpo, be careful to be discovered by the president if you are fat."

Luanbu pursed his lips: "No way!"

Kawakami Yuzu smiled.

More frequent vomiting of blood.

There is usually a feeling of tightness in the chest.

The body is approaching its limit.

Still, life is good, isn't it?

Kawakami Yu tasted the Chinese food that had been made into another exotic flavor, and ordered a strawberry waffle, so that the dessert could dilute the greasy taste in his mouth.He watched Luanbu order all kinds of desserts and drinks, set up a full table, and happily finished eating—well, in the end, he could only take a small bite after a period of time, and then take another bite after a period of time. After taking a small bite, I worked hard and finished eating happily.

Meal time is over.

The waitress smiled politely: "Gentlemen, we are closing."

"Feel sorry."

Kawakami Yu calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief with good water absorption, turned the bloody side inward, and smiled apologetically, "We will leave as soon as possible."

He asked Luanbu who was slumped on the seat, "Can I go?"

Luanbu nodded slowly and stood up.

The shirt under the brown shawl outlines the shape of the waist, which is slightly bloated at this time.

Kawakami Yuzu laughed: "Mr. Ranpo, we can come again next time." There is no need to eat so full at once.

Ranpo accused with justification: "But Kawakami died at some point!"

Kawakami Yu had to admit that this sentence made sense: "Mr. Ranpo is right." Kawakami Yu sincerely apologized, "I was not thoughtful enough."

Ranpo grunted in satisfaction, graciously forgave his little friend, and made a promise of friendship: "Until you die, Lord Ranpo will be with you."

Although there is suspicion of cheating on food, it is always good to have someone to accompany you.

What's more, the accompanying person is Luanbu.

"That's great."

Kawakami Yuzu said from the bottom of his heart.

Waitress: "..."

What kind of wonderful conversation is this?Overwhelmed.jpg

The waiter looked at the two guests who were slowly moving away, and was confused for a moment. He was soon distracted by the work and put away the tableware.

In the evening, Kunikida came to pick up Ranpo and sent him back to Dazai... How should I put it, even if it is a part-time job, you can still vaguely see the demeanor of a social animal, the 13-year-old Kunikida teacher.

Osamu Dazai walked around the guest room like he was patrolling the site, not missing every corner. Kawakami Yuzu had no doubt that he would be able to find props such as monitors and surveillance cameras, but of course they would not be found in normal hotel rooms. These... Osamu Dazai found something else.

When little Dazai was meditating on the plastic little yellow duck in the bathtub, Kawakami Yuzu walked in with a calm expression, picked up the little yellow duck, wrapped it in a towel and dried it.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Chuan Shangyou slowly put the little yellow duck back, and said magnanimously, "Use it."

It didn't mean that. Osamu Dazai raised his face: "How old do you think I am?"

Kawakami Yuzu said sincerely, "Three years old."

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes: "What about Mr. Ranpo?"

Kawakami Yuzu: "Six years old."

Osamu Dazai: "What about Chuya?"

Kawakami Yuzu: "13 years old."

Dazai happily concluded: "So Kawakami likes me the most, right?"

"Ah."

Chuan Shangyou stuffed the little yellow duck into his hand, and said dotingly, "You can play, I will buy a new one for Mr. Ranpo tomorrow."

The young man in white robe withdrew.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and with a bit of reluctance to admit defeat, he used his brains to hide the little yellow duck, and began to wash.

That night.

The darkness drives out the day, and the bright moon hangs high. There seems to be no difference between the moonlight in the two worlds.

The double bed was huge and the pillows were soft.

Osamu Dazai broke the game record, threw the handheld aside, and complained: "It's so boring..."

Kawakami Yuzu: "Isn't there anything interesting in the detective agency?"

Little Dazai felt very wronged: "Today there is only one commission for an extramarital affair."

Kawakami Yuzu thought about the current staff composition of the detective agency, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Sensei Kunikida received it?" He was a little suspicious of who was entrusted to do this, or maybe he would not be accepted at all.

"That's right." Little Dazai said with a proud face, "I helped bring in the guests."

Kawakami Yuzu couldn't help laughing this time: "It's awesome."

There are some books on the bedside table.

Kawakami pomelo was bought to relieve boredom.

Osamu Dazai skipped the obvious books for children, picked up a science fiction book and flipped through it.

Quiet reading time.

The InterContinental Hotel looks like a sailing ship. The hotel is close to the sea, and the atmosphere is quiet and soothing. The bustling streets of Yokohama will not be passed on.

very quiet.

Recorded sound is exceptionally clear.

Occasional voices, like stones thrown into a calm lake, caused slight ripples on the water.

"Kawakami, is the velocity of the flow in the two worlds the same?"

"I don't know."

"If so, Kawakami's relatives and friends should be very worried. The item that was originally exchanged for only 5 minutes broke down..."

"A reliable friend will take care of it."

"'Friend'."

……

"Why are there so many differences between worlds? I really want to see Pengo Lie. With such props that travel through time and space, the world in Kawakami must be very powerful."

"This world is also very interesting."

"If you can choose freely, and there will be no unmanageable consequences, will Kawakami stay in this world?" Little Dazai turned his head to look at the young man beside him, his iris-colored pupils flickered under the orange light at the head of the bed. There was a very warm feeling, and the look of anticipation added color to that little face.

Kawakami Yuzu stretched out his finger and poked little Dazai's soft, baby-fat face: "No." He added, "Although I miss you."

The big Dazai-kun is far less cute.

It's more like playing tricks on others for fun.

The difference between a fluffy milk cat and a big cat with a bad personality.

After a pause, Kawakami Yuzu added: "There are also Chuya, Kunikida-sensei, Ranpo-san..."

Little Dazai puffed up his cheeks: "Isn't it just me?"

Kawakami Yuzu smiled: "Compared with the truth, you want to hear simple sweet words, that's fine."

"……Humph."

Little Dazai turned his head and stared at the pages of the book, as if his attention was attracted by the wonderful story.

……

"Kawakami, what did you write in the letter?"

"Persuasion and farewell."

"How to persuade?" The lambs couldn't understand those big reasons.

"Ah, maybe it's something you can learn in school." Yuzu Kawakami gave an example, "For example, you can use 'the moonlight is so beautiful tonight' instead of 'I like you' when expressing your love." Lambs It is the age when the heart of spring sprouts.

"..."

Osamu Dazai seemed to talk too much tonight.

Kawakami Yuzu thought a little strangely.

Is it because he is about to leave?If it was the 18-year-old Dazai-kun, it would be a bit suspicious, but if it were the 13-year-old Dazai... Maybe it was just because I was about to leave this world that I wanted to talk more, maybe it was some kind of prank, but so what What about.

Kawakami Yuzu looked at the cutie who was two heads shorter than him and who looked so cute no matter what, and felt that whatever the other party did could be forgiven.

Maybe it's a flag.

Before leaving this parallel world completely, he received an unforgettable gift carefully prepared by little Dazai.

The author has something to say: Of course, Luanbu found the little yellow duck as soon as he came.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight" is what Mr. Natsume Soseki said. Although Fuminori Natsume is still writing a book, he probably never said this sentence.