Port Mafia fifth cadre

Another night.

Kuroba Kaito looked out the window for a while, then sighed deeply.

Still.

Since Kawakami-kun next door disappeared, there are often mafia lingering nearby. Even though they changed out of black suits, black pants and black leather shoes in order not to attract attention, but for the strange thief, this simple disguise is almost nothing, and As of today, the Mafia has been hanging around for 16 days.

Although Kaito only went out to practice magic on weekend nights because of the start of school, and he needed to avoid the mafia wandering nearby, but he still felt that these mafia had brought great inconvenience to his life.

Kaito doesn't really understand the thinking of gangsters.

Kawakami is missing, what's the use of waiting here?

Or there are special circumstances that he doesn't know about.

Considering that Mr. Edogawa Ranpo, the supernatural detective, came to Kawakami House, and thinking of the casual glance he threw at Kuroba House when Ranpo walked, Kaito never dared to underestimate the current situation, always twisted Try your best to think about the deep meaning of it.

As for why it is "missing"...

Mr. Konno, the homeroom teacher, had already notified the transfer student Kawakami who asked for leave. The reason was illness.

I really didn't expect to be in the same class with such a dangerous person.

Thinking of his classmates being misled into thinking that Kawakami was a sick and weak boy, Kaito wanted to grab their shoulders and shake them one by one, hoping they would wake up a bit.

Kaito looked again at Kawakami's house next door, shrouded in darkness.

Today is the same, no popularity.

But in fact, the mansion has welcomed its owner silently.

"..."

what just happened? !

Kawakami Yuzu sat on the bed, lost in thought.

He has maintained this position for a long time.

When the ten-year rocket sent people back, the places where people appeared and disappeared were the same. Standing in the master bedroom, Kawakami Yuzu mechanically moved his legs to the edge of the bed and sat down. He didn’t turn on the lights or do anything Others, I just looked at the bright moon and the sea outside the window, and stayed motionless.

The brain is running at high speed.

The little Zhongye-kun seems to have called him... obviously the color of his hair and eyes are different.

Did the other party think it was hereditary from the mother?

Oh, and genetic analysis.

Little Dazai's bedtime fairy tales, Mr. Ranpo's reminders, and the words he was led to say during the chat: Chuya-kun of the two worlds, discussions on the books he read, life plans and wishes...

Well, computer basics.

Of the weighty books on the bedside table, only the collection of essays was bought by Kawakami Yuzu, and the rest were of Dazai's interest. Now Kawakami Yuzu understands why the other party is interested.

In order to let the little Zhongye jump into the pit, these are the necessary reference books.

If he guessed correctly, little Dazai did two things:

One, making false recordings.The purpose of recording the conversation between the two in the quiet room, bedtime fairy tales, etc. is to have more vocabulary materials, and then use the computer skills I have learned to edit the audio to form a dialogue that is enough to mislead Xiao Zhongya and make him misunderstand .

Second, time is confused.The normal effect of the ten-year rocket is to exchange the hit person with himself in a parallel world for 5 minutes. As long as Xiao Zhong also thinks that the wrong part of the rocket ejection is only "5 minutes" and becomes "about half a month", It is logical to make him think that Kawakami Yuzu in his own world is 26 years old.

It's very easy to lure away Kunikida, whom he entrusted to popularize science with Nakaya.

There are too many ways to think about it.

More other details should follow the trend. For little Dazai, I'm afraid it's very simple.

It's all because the little Chuya-kun and Dazai-kun are too cute, and my own performance may indeed cause misunderstandings similar to "elders"...

A certain cute guy thought very self-aware.

Well.

26-13, 16-3…

That "three years old" was what he said on his own initiative, when little Dazai asked him how old he was.

and many more.

According to this reasoning, when he was 13 years old, he had—? !

Well, not impossible in theory.

Presumably little Dazai is being beaten now.

At that time, Mr. Ranpo specially chose to go abroad as a teacher of Kida, just to remind Xiaozhongya. After all, according to the logic established by Xiao Dazai, if the 16-year-old him came from ten years ago, it should correspond to the 3-year-old Kunikida, and the 3-year-old Sui obviously can't be a teacher, so little Dazai's misleading will be self-defeating.

It's a pity that Xiaozhong, who was preoccupied at the time, didn't find out either.

In fact, it may not be able to react now.

The last scene I saw in that world appeared before my eyes again: the orange-haired boy approached shyly and boldly, his sapphire-like eyes flashed a light of intimacy and trust, his ears were already red enough to bleed, and his face was tinged with blood. With a touch of powder...

Chuan Shangyou laughed until he pounded the bed, calmed down for a while, and fell into the quilt to cover up his laughter.

So, so cute!

Hahahahahaha-

The bright moonlight poured down, reflecting the ground in front of the window, and also reflecting the quilt wrapped in rolls on the bed that was still moving.

As expected of Dazai?

Even without Mr. Mori's teaching and experience in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, at the age of 13, he was still very talented as a caring teacher.

Should it be called Chuya?

As pure as ever, even at the age of 18... easy to cheat.

Kawakami Yu felt that he might never forget the experience during this time.

April 4. 29 o'clock.

Barely full of laughter, Kawakami Yuzu got up from the bed, found the clock in the house to check the date and time, and confirmed that the time flow in the two worlds was consistent.

very late.

Let's put aside the birthday of Chuya-kun in this world for now.

I have to take a shower and change clothes, and the house has to be cleaned.

The mafia and the detective agency should have only come when he first disappeared, and left after getting the information, the room had already collected some dust.

Kawakami Yuzu thought, and opened the window slightly to replace the dull air.

Not too obvious should not be seen.

Since there must be mafia members squatting around, and he doesn't want to see people before he cleans up, so let's do it first.

and many more.

In case he takes a shower, the Mafia will get news through the water meter company or the like...

At that time, it's not good to stare at the colleagues who are wearing air and barging in.

Kawakami Yuzu was very sad.

Simply incomprehensible.

Unless the monitoring of water and electricity has been missed from the very beginning.

Oh, by the way, there were no monitors or other small things in the room. He checked it habitually as soon as he came back, and went through all the hidden compartments before he started sitting on the bed in a daze.

His eyes fell on the mobile phone that kept vibrating after changing time and space. Unexpectedly, Kawakami Yu found N missed calls and unread emails, covering most of his social circle. Kawakami Yu calmly ignored them and looked at The contact from Prynne that slowly emerged.

[Bryn: You're back! ]

[Bai Lan: You-kun why have you been away for so long, I'm so worried qaq]

[Bai Lan: Kudo-kun has taken care of everything, Ranpo-kun contacted me, the situation is stable~]

[Kawakami Yuzu: Thank you. ]

[Kawakami Yu: I went to the parallel world 5 years ago, where there was no 11-year-old me, nor Vongola, but only the port mafia and armed detective agency. ]

[Bai Lan: Have you ever been to Italy? ]

[Kawakami Yuzu: Not out of Yokohama. ]

[Kawakami Yu: I will tell you the specific situation next time, I want to take a rest. ]

[Bryn: Got it~]

Ugh.

Kawakami Yuzu sighed unconsciously.

It's a mess with so much to sort out.

Let's report to your immediate superior, Mr. Zhongya, that he is safe, so as to prevent the nightmare scene of mafia breaking into the shower.

"puff."

No, as soon as I think of Chuya-kun, I can't help--

Maybe I laughed too much.

Kawakami Yuzu felt like he was hallucinating.

Under the moonlight, the one flying from the window, wearing a black top hat and a black windbreaker, with an angry expression on his face...

Zhongye? !

The dark red light on the long legs flashed away, and the window of the room couldn't bear the foot that exerted gravity, and the whole burst open, and the tiny glass shards danced crystal clear under the moonlight, the picture was like a slow motion in a movie As beautiful as a lens.The orange-haired cadre jumped in with a neat posture, and his leather shoes stepped on the ground covered with glass shards. He let out a laugh from his throat, with a hoarse and depressing breath: "You are so courageous——"

Back in time a little.

Zhong Yuanzhong also held a glass of bright red cocktail and tasted it comfortably.

This is a bar owned by the Mafia. Given the Japanese workplace culture and the nature of organizational work, many people choose to relax at the bar after get off work.

Tonight, Zhongyuan Zhong also brought his subordinates.

June 4.

Today is his birthday.

But nothing actually happens.

The birthday of the orange-haired cadre is not a secret in Hong Kong, but the mafia celebrates the birthday. It is too strange to make a cake and sing and make wishes like ordinary people. It is better to say that many mafia do not celebrate birthdays, and Nakahara Nakamoto is one of them. A member of the company, but his subordinates seemed to value him more than him, so he took them out for a drink.

Can't drink too much.

Otherwise, it would be bad to tear down the bar again.

Knowing his dark history in detail, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought with self-control, and ordered a cocktail with low alcohol content.

The entrance is sweet and mellow, and the bartenders working here are of course very good.

Alcohol is a magical thing that can bring people closer.

After a round of drinking, the conversation became casual, and a subordinate asked, "Is Master Kawakami still on a business trip?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Yes."

The subordinate murmured in disappointment: "I thought Mr. Kawakami would come back to celebrate Mr. Zhongyuan's birthday..."

The orange-haired cadre swung his wine glass, pretending not to hear.

Regarding the fact that Kawakami went to another world and could not return for the time being, it is obviously impossible to make it known widely. Mr. Mori's response was to ask for sick leave from the school. Neither stated clearly, leaving enough room for manipulation.

According to that Ranpo from the detective agency, Kawakami is about to come back, but it's not easy to make such a coincidence today.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked down at the crystal clear wine, his face seemed to emerge in the light and shadow of the wine——

A more immature, 13-year-old face.

? !

What was in his mind, Zhongyuan Zhongye's first reaction was a supernatural attack, but soon, he calmed down, his blue eyes flickered with flickering light.

Does space-time have a will?

do not know.

Scientists who can't even analyze the essence of superhuman abilities are even less capable of conquering the mysteries of time and space.

But just like Kawakami Yuzu came to the parallel world and knew that he could return when he vomited blood, at this time, Chuya Zhongya also inexplicably knew that what he "saw" was his own memory in another parallel time and space.

The 13-year-old "King of Sheep".

The memory starts from seeing the boy in white robe picked up by the lamb, and ends with the farewell tonight.

—— "おとうさん."

Chuya Nakahara's face turned red and white, and he clenched his hands unconsciously.

Click.

The wine glass shattered and the wine spilled.

The eyes of the subordinates all converged.

Could this... be a sign of drunken madness?I didn't drink much...

A bold subordinate stepped forward and said, "Master Zhongyuan, you..."

"I am fine."

The hem of the long windbreaker stretched like the night, and the orange-haired cadre stood up neatly, with a gnawing light in his blue eyes, "You guys drink, I have something urgent to deal with. Bookkeeping."

The author has something to say: Q: Why didn’t Chuya find Dazai?

A: I can't find it.Dazai didn't know where the cat was at this time.

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Kawakami Yuzu: ...