Port Mafia fifth cadre

A cadre dormitory.second bedroom.

Without a full-length mirror, Kawakami Yuzu took a rough look at the dress and wig after tossing about it. He sat at the table and put on black contact lenses in front of the small mirror set up.

The Hong Kong and black cadres bought it, and the quality is naturally very good.

Kawakami Yuzu failed a few times, and after putting it on successfully, he ignored the foreign body sensation in his eyes and looked in the mirror after a while.

The 'girl' with black hair and black eyes in the mirror also looked at him.

Kawakami Yuzu picked up the eyebrow pencil.

Something is missing from the face.

There needs to be a mole of tears.

I thought this step would take a few tries to succeed, but the hand seemed to have its own will, and a tear mole was lightly drawn under the left eye, near the end of the eye.

It was as if the painter had put eyes on the dragon.

"elder sister……"

He suddenly remembered the first time he met in that simple church, the girl named "Fu Jiang" scolded loudly, her arrogant and arrogant appearance, she never concealed her bad temper, because she was convinced that she possessed incomparable beauty, This beauty turns into a sharp weapon, which can easily pierce people's hearts, giving her privileges when she walks in every corner of the world.

The corners of the lips curved involuntarily.

The 'girl' in the mirror showed a charming smile.

Click.

The sound of the door opening.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of black pupils.

It was pure black that absorbed all the colors, exquisite and slightly empty, but with an unspeakable beauty, as if there were countless mysteries being conveyed between the eyes.

Beside the door is a very beautiful 'girl'.

The long hair like a crow's feather is slightly messy, and every strand of hair is black and soft, like the feather that the bird cherishes most; the porcelain white skin has a faint halo, like a pearl buried in the deep sea, Gentle and quiet; the contrast between black and white speaks of endless elegance, and a tear mole under the left eye makes this appearance even more fascinating.

It seems to be infused with magic.

The 'girl' didn't do anything, and the viewers felt like hearing the siren's singing, and couldn't wait to become the marionette of 'her'.

There seemed to be something awakening in the body, it was the urging of Huangba to vomit, and Zhong Yuanzhong also unconsciously raised his hand——

"Chung Ye?"

It was as if the spell had been broken.

The orange-haired cadre immersed in a strange state returned to reality.

Kawakami Yu raised his hand to cover the tear mole at the corner of his eye: "Sorry, I thought it wouldn't affect you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated: "I just...?"

Kawakami Yuzu stretched out his hand: "Come and help me first."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Kawakami Yuzu chose the next best thing: "It's okay to move me a stool."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked around blankly... There are only sofas and sofas in the living room.

Kawakami Yuzu: "...I can't stand anymore!"

stand?

Get the keyword Nakahara Nakaya looked at the stiletto heels that the 'girl' was stepping on, which was close to 10cm by visual inspection, and the corners of his lips twitched violently.

30 seconds later.

Moved to the sofa by gravity, Kawakami Yu took off the Hentian Gao on his feet, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Why are you wearing such a high dress?" I really don't understand.

"I want to breathe 1.7 meters of air."

"...I don't wear a hat to a party."

"Can't you wear underwear to increase your height?"

"will not."

"Chu also wanted to say that if I wear these shoes, I will be much taller than you?" Kawakami Yuzu said sincerely, "I thought you were used to it." The female partner is taller than yourself.

Hearing the subtext, the veins on Nakahara Nakaya's forehead jumped happily: "You are not even 1.6 meters tall, so what right do you have to laugh at me!"

Kawakami Yu said seriously: "I'm still in the growth period, and I will grow taller in the future."

"..."

After Osamu Dazai, Nakahara also heard this line that was so familiar that it made him feel sad.

The orange-haired cadre shook his head feebly, sat down on the single sofa opposite the 'girl', and looked at 'her' a few times.

It's not as full of magic as before, which makes Huang Ba want to vomit.

"You've just……?"

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know how to describe it.

It must be said that he thought it was an "inhuman" charm.

Kawakami Yu summed it up briefly: "I was imitating my sister. The synchronization rate was accidentally increased."

Imagining a charismatic woman out of thin air and playing it is always more difficult than imitating an existing character.And it just so happens that Kawakami Yuzu has a perfect imitation object in his heart-sister Tomie.The appearance of the two brothers and sisters is five points similar, and then put on black contact lenses and moles, and the copycat version of Fu Jiang was born.

I just didn't expect-

The black eyes were dark and deep, and Kawakami Yu lowered his eyes. What he didn't expect was that this action seemed to call for something, blood...or, blood, gave him a response.

There seems to be a "Fu Jiang" coexisting with him in his body, which makes him have the so-called synchronization rate.

The one that doesn't reach 100%.

Nakahara Chuya: "Your sister?"

He still remembers Kawakami's sister who was killed by her adoptive parents because of her excessive charm.but……

Kawakami Yu affirmed Nakahara Chuya's conjecture: "My sister is not a human being. I don't think she is a pure human being now." The 'girl' raised her eyes, and the dark eyes contained the light of insight, "The same is true for Chuya, yes Bar?"

When Zhong Yuanzhong also declared that he would not be affected by "love and death", Kawakami Yuzu instinctively analyzed the situation.

After first excluding the invalidation of the ability, and then excluding the beloved lover of the cadre Zhongyuan, whom all blacks in Hong Kong know do not exist, the remaining options are simple and clear, that is, Zhongyuan Zhong is not human.

In view of her own situation and that of her sister, Kawakami Yuzu accepted this option without hindrance, and presumably would also not be affected by her sister's non-human part.

If the abnormality of "Fu Jiang" is expressed in terms of abilities, it is probably a passive skill: charm humans.

It also doesn't work for alignment.

"..."

The orange-haired cadre nodded, feeling quite helpless.

The 13-year-old self in the parallel world was easily seen by Dazai, and the self in this world does not seem to be much better.It is obviously a secret that only a few people in Hong Kong and black know.

"It's my turn to ask."

Kawakami Yu looked at him suspiciously, "Did you raise your hand just now to hit me?"

Chuya Zhongyuan: "...cough."

Can you say he doesn't know?The credibility is very low.

Zhong Yuanzhong finally said so.

Kawakami Yuzu did not believe it, but thoughtfully said: "If you feel the same way just now, please remind me." It should be that the synchronization rate has exceeded a certain critical point.

After a pause, he confirmed, "You probably won't do that again, right?" Chuya's reputation would be true if he had a girlfriend at the birthday party held by Ms. Sakurako Xiyuanji, which had many guests from high society. It's over.

I don't know what my little partner is worried about. Nakahara Chuya: "Probably not."

I feel like I have immunity.

Kawakami Yuzu tried a few other pairs of shoes, and found a pair of lower stilettos—in fact, they weren’t too low, otherwise they wouldn’t look good with a dress.

Anyway, the birthday party doesn't need to walk like flying, just walk slowly, if you really want to fall, there should be gravity to save you... right?

The etiquette class "How to faint gracefully" includes how to fall beautifully.

In the following time, the two spent the time lying on the sofa playing games. During the period, Ozaki Koye came to see it once. While expressing surprise at Kawakami Yuzu's appearance, he also discovered a certain point.The beautiful red-haired woman smiled and asked, "Did you take a shower together?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Kawakami Yu: "No, I and Zhong also washed separately."

Koyo Ozaki joked: "Is Kawakami so unconfident about himself? From my perspective, as long as I see you now, Ms. Sakurako will give up Chuya."

Kawakami Yu: "I hadn't changed these at that time."

I didn't know it was possible to be so like a sister.

This is undoubtedly a kind of approval.

Koye Ozaki's smile deepened, and she told them a few more words before Shi Shiran left.

Nakahara has already figured out the bathing question that he forgot to ask again.

In order to create the illusion of swearing sovereignty like "two people take a bath together"... Should I say that Kawakami is experienced.

Obviously single.

It doesn't matter how many love letters you receive.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at his little friend with a little teasing, and got an affectionate look back from the "girl"—the long eyelashes were like the flapping wings of a butterfly, and there seemed to be stars shining in the dark eyes, exuding joy and dependence. Guang, the orange-haired cadre turned his head uncomfortably: "Don't do this."

Kawakami Yu: "Then I'll change the version."

If Xiaoniao is not good enough, go directly to the version of the older sister.

Intercontinental Hotel Yokohama.

Sonoko Suzuki got off the lengthened Lincoln with the hem of her skirt in her hand, and sighed.

She doesn't want to come to Xiyuanji Sakurako's birthday party at all, okay?

That woman who always raises her chin to look at people is really uncomfortable to watch.

This time it was just her.

Originally, her elder sister Suzuki Ayako would come with her, but she recently experienced the murder of a college classmate who killed each other, and she couldn't even laugh. In this case, Sonoko naturally patted her chest and said that her sister should rest at home, and she can come by herself In the end, only the housekeeper sent her here.

An invitation letter can bring a companion.

Since the birthday party was held in Yokohama, Sonoko originally planned to ask Kawakami to be her male companion, but considering the height of the other party... she thought it was impossible.

That mean woman Sakurako will definitely laugh at Kawakami.

Anyway, just one night.

quickly.

Suzuki Sonoko comforted herself in this way, recalling the floor written on the invitation letter, and walked towards the hotel's gate.

"Miss Yuanzi!"

She heard a somewhat familiar male voice.

The iris-colored eyes of the young man in a suit and leather shoes were full of surprise, and he was waving at her.

Suzuki Sonoko opened his eyes wide: "Mr. Dazai?"

……

After some exchanges, Suzuki Sonoko expressed understanding of the previous summary: "Mr. Dazai, did you come here to meet Ms. Tomie?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, with a sad and painful expression: "I haven't seen Ms. Tomie for a long time, and her phone, email and Twitter account have also been blocked. You know, she works in Hong Kong, and I dare not go there... After finally finding out that she will attend the banquet, I thought of waiting for her here."

The more handsome young man in formal attire said in a suppressed voice, "But I haven't seen it yet..."

"Let's go up and wait!"

Suzuki Sonoko couldn't see a handsome guy like this, and there was gossip about getting back together, so he resolutely extended a helping hand, "Anyway, I can bring a companion, but Mr. Dazai, you must ensure that you restrain your emotions. If something goes wrong, you will kicked out."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly, with a soft and touching expression: "Yes. Thank you, Miss Sonoko."

Ballroom.

No matter how much Sonoko hated this dinner, as the second lady of the Suzuki Foundation, she was still an elegant and noble lady in formal occasions, and had to deal with many people who came to say hello before the official start of the banquet.

There was a kind of hustle and bustle in the hall, the high-class people were talking in low voices, Sonoko finished greeting someone boringly and skillfully, and suddenly felt an unusual silence.

Why are not you talking?

Following the eyes of everyone, Sonoko looked towards the gate of the banquet hall.

She held her breath.

Walking slowly was a charming young girl.

The light illuminated her skin with a pearly luster, her black hair and black eyes exuded the attraction of the dark night like an abyss, the well-tailored evening dress of the same color wrapped her slender and graceful body, and the skirt was short in front and long in the back. Under the straight and thin calf are black high-heeled shoes with scarlet heels.

The girl's whole body was full of indescribable laziness and burnout. Her gaze swept over everyone present, and the smile on her lips was polite and distant. Everyone could see that she was perfunctory, but no one was angry. Feeling a little flattered, she just wished to pile all the good things under her feet, so that she could step on them to her heart's content.

Like extravagant red wine, get drunk before drinking.

Time seemed to slow down.

Suzuki Sonoko struggled to look away from the face of that heart-wrenching girl, regained her breath, patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, and said with great sincerity and sympathy: "Give up." You are useless.