Mr. Oda and his friends

"Miss Miyata, Mr. Oda asked me to pick you up."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke walked up the steps, he was taller than Hiyori on the same floor.The other two men in the conversation stopped talking when they saw him coming, and turned to smile at this particularly interesting newcomer.

"Since someone is coming to pick you up, stay here for a while, be careful on the road, and pay attention to safety."

Ango Sakaguchi maintained the silence that a boss should have, while Xia You insisted on exhorting and ordering like a normal elder brother.Hiyori couldn't help thinking of the "horrifying" scene when Akutagawa and his sister appeared in the same frame, turned around and grabbed Xia Youjie's sleeve and said, "Xia You, if I want to work in PortMafia, what do you think?"

"what?"

Xia Youjie was taken aback for a moment, and when he turned his eyes, he immediately thought of the young man in front of him: "Oh, PortMafia, you can go if you want, but there seem to be more guns there, do you need me to get you a permit to carry guns? "

"It's PortMafia in Yokohama!" She insisted on it again, and the young man with a ball head looked indulgent: "I know, the most influential social group in the Kanto area, its official name is Mori Club, and its main business is smuggling in shipping. , the means are radical."

"So, aren't you angry?"

Hiyori glanced at Akutagawa secretly, Xia Youjie pretended not to notice the boy's almost exploding emotions: "Why should I be angry? It's just a job. Oda has no objection, and as an elder brother, I have no reason to stop it." .Besides, you have a good relationship with PortMafia's cadres, how many years has Chuya Nakahara been eating your Giri chocolate?"

"In short, as long as I don't find a boyfriend in PortMafia, I don't have any objections, as long as you are happy. Or even if you find a boyfriend there... It doesn't matter if the other party has bought a sufficient amount of insurance and can stay. In the case of your worry-free pension for the rest of your life, I can support you with both hands."

He added an endorsement in the style of a big brother, and a certain person's perennial hypotension was cured on the spot: "You bastard!"

【Rashomon】

The flying cloth blade struck out of nowhere, and Ango Sakaguchi, who was eating melons and watching the show, couldn't help but close his eyes.

It's too miserable, it's really too miserable, another poor person who was played by Xia You in the air.

The summer oil that Akutagawa saw in his eyes was half recovered from the nameless curse, and he had the thin and gentle appearance of the middle school period.Out of the self-confidence of the superhuman, the boy automatically put him and Mr. Sakaguchi in the same category.

I have to say that he was unlucky, and he did a good job to die.

——You must know that every conjurer is an orangutan, and the super conjurer is the orangutan among the orangutans, and Mr. Xia You is the one who is good at physical skills...

There was no need for Kong Chan to show up, the shadow that could not be seen stopped the menacing cloth blade, and Hiyori showed an expression of "噫——!".

In sight, large and small spheres with "flaming red lips" wrapped around Akutagawa's body: "Kiss me! Come kiss me!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke could only see the shadowy black mist, and then his body suddenly lost control, and the slippery and piercing chill gradually moved upward from the tailbone...

"A mere trick, hum!"

The boy directed the cloth blade to dance out of thin air, and in the eyes of passers-by, he seemed to be a psychopath who was fighting wits and courage against the air.

Suddenly, I understood why Teacher Ye Mo always had a stomachache.Xia Youjie watched the live performance of the second-year middle school boys for a while, and was sincerely grateful for his second-year middle school—fortunately, the only one who has mastered the black history is Nitro.

"I've told you what needs the help of the Armed Detective Agency. Go back early." Mr. Xia You, who insisted on watching young people's jokes, smiled brightly because he didn't want to take away the curse spirit. Yes, what's the matter?"

Don't you know what happened to him?

Ango Sakaguchi coughed twice to remind him that he was still there, at least not to bully people with supernatural powers in front of the Supernatural Secret Service Division: "Ryunosuke Akutagawa, a newcomer to the Armed Detective Agency, has supernatural power [Rashomon], very motivated oh."

"Mr. Fukuzawa's charisma is really enviable." Xia Youjie had nothing to say until Miyata Hiyori said, "Ryunosuke is just a child!"

"Ok."

He waved his hand, and the curse spirit begging for a kiss disappeared instantly. Only then did Akutagawa realize that he had suffered a secret loss just now: "[Rashomon]!"

Some people are born with iron heads, not to mention not turning back if they don't hit the south wall, they have to hit a hole in the south wall and get out.The cloth blade fluttered and attacked the ball-headed youth again. This time, Xia Youjie stopped teasing him. He dodged the first knife and pushed away the second knife. Before the third knife came out, he had already cut into it. Akutagawa Ryunosuke got close, and with one hand, he threw the frail boy to the ground.

Fortunately, this super conjurer who once smashed through the ancient family didn't do anything for real.

Ango Sakaguchi heaved a sigh of relief, and stepped forward to smooth things over: "Mr. Xia You alone is as powerful as a whole team in black. All right, all right, please don't mess around with the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Xia Youjie turned his face to look at him in sync with Riheshen: Your family was fighting with others because you fell by your neck?

Lying on the ground, Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked as depressed as a lagging dog—he couldn't beat a civil servant?

Oda-san, I'm sorry, but I'm really too weak.

In the end, it was Hiyori who called Kong Chan to come out, and the super-class mantra picked up Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who had no eyes, and followed his master to leave the Ministry of Internal Affairs and return to the Armed Detective Agency.Along the way, the young man was in a trance and absent-minded. Just when she was considering whether to take him to the hospital for a psychological consultation, the young man punched the facade of the building beside the road: "I, I will work harder!"

"what?"

What are you trying to do?How hard?

Whether it is mantra or spiritual power, they are all innate, so Akutagawa, do you want to delete your account and start over?Not so!

"I will not be defeated. One day, I will be recognized by Mr. Oda!"

Seeing the raging flames igniting behind the young man, Hiyori was puzzled.

No, is there something wrong with your chat channel?

She touched her chin and suggested sincerely: "Why don't you try to write? What Sakunosuke looks forward to most is to see the complete ending of a certain book. Unfortunately, the book is incomplete and needs to be continued."

"What!" Ryunosuke Akutagawa's eyes lit up, "Thank you for your teaching, Ms. Miyata!"

To accomplish what Mr. Oda expects but no one can accomplish, doesn't it prove that one's own irreplaceability is not equal to being recognized!The young man clenched his fists with high fighting spirit.

This……

Miyata Hiyori, who has always kept others speechless, finally had a time when she didn't know what to say, she was silent for a moment, nodded encouragingly: "Well, you work hard."

Back downstairs of the detective agency, the helicopter parked on the road did not attract Hiyori’s attention, but a group of people who just came out of the gate made her very nervous—to be exact, the source of danger is not here, but these people The aura she carries is enough to make her feel like an enemy.

It was a real, inhuman struggle, territory she should have known but wasn't.

"Something has sneaked in, catch them."

The curse spirit Kongchan tore open a spatial rift and fully appeared directly on the main road.

In the eyes of [Group], it was just a face-to-face meeting, and the girl holding the file bag launched an attack for no reason.

The cracked buildings on the ground shook, the ominous flashes of light flickered in the sky, the increasingly dense spiritual power revolved around the sun as the center of the circle, and the earth hummed, like the end of the world.

【Hidden God】

Passers-by pointed dumbfounded at a certain open space. A few foreign tourists who were standing there just now were swallowed by the ghosts that appeared out of thin air, and there was no way to fight back.

Although that lady is shockingly beautiful... But it is because she is so beautiful, floating in the air without touching her feet and wearing a noble lady's costume more than 1000 years ago, it is not a ghost or something.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who didn't quite react, looked wisely: "..."

It turns out that this is why Mr. Oda asked his subordinates to follow Ms. Miyata.

People don't know where to go, did the mission fail or not?

Before he could figure out how to speak, the window of the detective agency on the fourth floor was suddenly pulled open, and a piece of dark green fell from the sky.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent again.

President Fukuzawa is in his 40s, and when he got anxious, he still said to open the window: "Hiyori, what did you do?"

This child's spiritual power is not controlled by his supernatural power, and she would not use this power in dangerous places on weekdays. What's going on today?

Hiyori raised his head, with a familiar but unfamiliar indifference on his face: "The tentacles of the Outer God have reached into Yokohama."

At this time, she was particularly like what people think a god should look like—seeing everything, seeing nothing.

"Don't be afraid, you calm down first, and then tell me the specific situation."

He hesitated for a few seconds, stepped forward and patted his adopted daughter on the shoulder.

When the daughter grows up, let alone whether it is her own, as a father, it is better to keep some distance.

Hiyori froze in place, only to wake up suddenly after being slapped by him: "Mr. Fukuzawa, I seem... I seem to have gotten into trouble!"

As he spoke, the big purple eyes became more and more like two poached eggs, with tears in his eyes, he was about to cry: "I hid a few living people..."

"That's not important." President Fukuzawa ignored the throbbing veins on his forehead: "Can you tell me the reason?"

He pushed Hiyori with one hand, and carried Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was still in a slump with the other. As for the passers-by...he could only wait for the inquiry documents sent by both the Supernatural and Secret Affairs Division and the Magic Division.

"President, I have already called Mr. Oda, and he said he will be there soon."

Kunikida Doppo stood guard in the office as if facing an enemy, and even Edogawa Ranpo showed disapproval for a long time: "Xiao Hiyori, you can't eat indiscriminately."

"No, I didn't eat, I don't eat people." Hiyori groaned twice, looking like he really wanted to get into Mr. Fukuzawa's feathers: "These people have anchors of foreign gods on them, and they are very dangerous."

"And they locked up Kenji!"

The fight between gods, let alone understand, ordinary people can't even watch it.The attribute of "not being able to look directly at" the Outer God is no joke.

"Cannot be killed, only expelled or exiled."

Hiyori was so nervous that he grabbed the back of the sofa and rubbed it desperately, saying incoherently: "I am not his opponent, and I only have certain advantages because I am in Yokohama."

She regards Yokohama as her lair, and after years of spiritual power infiltration, this land also gave her a response, acknowledging the authority of "man and god".So she is equivalent to being kicked out of the gym by another god who grabs the territory...