Mr. Oda and his friends

"Eh?" Rihe ran and suddenly found a noise in the headset worn on his ears, he stopped in surprise, took it off and shook it: "Is it broken?"

He and Mr. Lawyer ran away in two ways. In theory, there should be half as few black suits chasing after him, but the fact is that more and more people are chasing them.Although he was not caught, the chaotic and noisy footsteps and the approaching shouts were enough to cause unbearable psychological pressure.

But for Hiyori, she was not afraid of being afraid, she just felt a little irritated.

When will this run to the end?

This is the old city in Yokohama with the most complicated traffic conditions. The roads are narrow, there are many houses, and some alleys are inconspicuous from the outside.

Rihe was chased into an unfamiliar alley, and within a few steps, he found that Tian Shan Hanabou, who kept reminding him of the direction, could no longer hear the sound clearly.

"Ok?"

After shaking it up and down several times, the headset was still full of noise.

It seemed that it was broken. She put the small black plastic cube in her pocket, looked around, and found that the road did not fork.

Heavy breathing and footsteps came from behind, and Hiyori subconsciously raised her feet and ran forward a few steps.

"This way! Come on!"

Cold hands clenched her wrists, and the little girl looked up, only to see a thin figure in a white shirt from the back.

The boy has fluffy black hair, and his exposed wrists and neck are covered with bandages, including traces of white gauze under the black hair at the back of his head, as if he had been severely abused.

Wait, who is this person?

Habitual obedience made Rihe choose to follow the strange boy, and the two fled in the strange alleys, rushing left and right.After running for an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps chasing after him finally stopped, and the young man put his hands on his knees and panted heavily: "Hoo hoo... finally got rid of those traffickers."

"Human traffickers?"

Hiyori was taken aback, didn't he mean PortMafia?

The young man didn't look up, he looked like he was not in good health, and he couldn't catch his breath after such a long time: "Don't you know? There are a lot of garbage in Yokohama who are engaged in the sex business, and they specialize in arresting people to sell, especially for beautiful people like you. The little girl called 'Shipping'."

I still know a little about this, but the problem is that Sakunosuke said it was PortMafia, how did this person change it to a human trafficker?

Thinking so, Hiyori asked directly.

The black-haired boy was stunned, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Pfft, hahahahahaha! How can an organization as big as PortMafia have endless relationships with ordinary people who can't make money?"

"what?"

Changing to Hiyori who was in a daze, the boy couldn't stop laughing as if he had heard some great joke of the century: "Impossible, it must be another small organization acting in the name of PortMafia, otherwise we wouldn't be able to Just run away casually."

"So many people are chasing after you, not because you are easier to sell."

He finally stood up straight, revealing his face half covered by black hair: "Do you understand?"

Actually, I don't really understand, but the boy's expression made Hiyori think it's best not to ask any more questions.

"Oh, well, I see."

The little girl was muttering, but she couldn't tell how much she believed.

I believe it, but I don't seem to believe it.

The black-haired boy tilted his head and took a closer look at her. Hiyori saw a gleam of iris through the guy's long, fluffy and messy bangs, and he quickly stepped back two steps: "Yazou Oba, my name, you Woolen cloth?"

"Miyata Hiyori."

After the crisis was eliminated, Hiyori quickly returned to his usual expressionless face: "I'm going to Chinatown, and I have to go to school in the afternoon."

The black-haired boy whose real name is Osamu Dazai and who has countless pseudonyms spat out a series of ellipses: "..."

No, how can you manipulate people more confidently than me!

Hiyori took the headset out of his pocket and flicked it, and had to throw it back in his pocket as soon as he lifted it to his ear—the noise was so deafening that it hurt his ears.

Osamu Dazai turned his face to the side and raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

What a joke, the jammer was in his pocket, how could he let her go away so easily?

Place!by!Say!

Mr. Mori is a hard-to-serve skin-sniffing boss, and he wants to secretly hook up with other people's girls, and he doesn't want to expose PortMafia's manipulation of the whole thing, so troublesome.

No one cares if Uchiyama Koharu can run or not, and it doesn’t matter whether the lawyer will be caught or not. He has only two goals for Dazai after going around such a big circle: first, to make the defendant "suicide"; second, to take the opportunity Contact Miyata Hiyori.

Pigs have to be slaughtered to eat meat after fattening up, who cares whether the pigs are willing or not?

Didn't he want to see the "end" with his own eyes?Just let him get dizzy and drive into Uchiyama Koharu by himself.As for why the vehicle caught fire and exploded after the collision, why the front door could not be opened?

Ask him what a little PortMafia guerrilla leader does, but he doesn't know!

It can be said that the real difficulty of the whole operation lies in making friends with Miyata Hiyori.At least it must be good enough to be completely trusted by her. Only in this way can the little clerk successfully trick Mr. Mori out of Mr. Mori's heart and soul with Akiko Yosano, and then find enough excuses to escape afterwards, so as not to be retaliated too badly .

According to the information collected in the past few months, Miyata Hiyori is a girl who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside and easily trusts others.With strange luck, extraordinary IQ, and even more touching EQ.

Also don't ask him how he knows, just ask PortMafia.

"I saved you from the traffickers just now, don't you know how to thank you?"

The boy pursed his lips, and his cheeks with a bit of baby fat bulged together.

Another person would have told him to be fooled by this coquettish cat appearance, but in Hiyori's view——huh?This is an ordinary person, why should he be treated specially?

Not to mention the men with swords and swords guarding outside the castle tower, just the witches and priests who have been around her since she was a child, any one of them is good-looking, and the unattractive ones can't stand in front of the "human god" .

So trying to swipe her credit card with a face is absolutely impossible.

But since this boy named Oba Yozo has expressed his gratitude...

Hiyor thought for a while: "Go to Chinatown, treat you to curry rice."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

So my face is only worth a curry meal, right?

"laugh!"

The boy was almost laughed at by her.If anyone in the organization dares to ignore Dazai Osamu so seriously in person, he will never see the sun the next day.In other words, Miyata Hiyori is the mascot named by the leader...

Hmph, there will be opportunities to bully her in the future.

The black-haired boy who was not big-minded at all got angry, turned around and walked in front: "I'll take you out, I don't want curry rice, I want crab!"

"Then curry crab, can you?" Hiyori didn't notice his emotional change at all. Since it was a thank you, of course, as Mr. Fukuzawa said, the gratitude counts only when the person being thanked feels grateful.

Just how obsessed are you with curry?

Osamu Dazai snorted angrily: "Curry crab! It's a deal!"

"Uh-huh!"

Hiyori is genuinely happy to finally get Oda Sakunosuke's favorite food out.

Osamu Dazai, who turned his back to her, suddenly felt that his anger had disappeared again. Really, what are you fussing about with girls.The expression on Miyata Hiyori's face is not rich, but her emotions are extremely real, whether she is happy or bored, they are reflected in the big purple eyes clearly and clearly.

It's just that she doesn't know how to speak, especially she can't speak beautiful words to please people.

It must be very interesting to bully her and cry!

As he walked more and more relaxed, the boy couldn't help but want to touch the "Complete Suicide Manual" to read it, but he found nothing, and then he remembered that he threw the black coat on the car in order to win people's trust.

Ah... the weather is good, the mood is good, and it would be even better if I could go for a swim in the water!

The young boy who entered the rebellious stage ahead of time has no muscle in his body, especially this task is not his willingness to take over, but the shameless leader forced it. After more than ten minutes of getting along, Osamu Dazai found that the target was not at all. If you don't play cards according to the rules of a normal girl, let alone follow his plan, your willingness to continue will naturally become lower and lower.

The two walked to the edge of the Tsurumi River together, he didn't care whether the task was completed or not, he got up willfully and plunged into the semi-artificial river.

The stunned Hiyori couldn't react: "..."

Jump, jump down?Still floating in the water and spitting bubbles?Didn't drown?

I can't understand, but I was shocked.

There are so many varieties of human beings!

The black-haired boy lay on his back and floated in the Tsurumi River, which is known as the first-class water quality, watching a small head slowly protruding from the embankment.Hiyori's eyes followed him and drifted downstream, without the slightest intention of going down to save people.

She didn't even figure out what the guy was up to, only that he was jumping and swimming on a whim.

Look, look, this person is not in a hurry to float, and he is not too cold, he looks like he is swimming!

One drifted with the current in the water, and the other followed the shore slowly and watched.When he was approaching the sewage outlet, Osamu Dazai still failed to get rid of moths as he wished, so he had to turn around and swim to the shore in resentment.Seeing that he was floating enough to go ashore, Rihe hurriedly climbed over the railing and stretched out his hand to pull: "Do you still have the strength?"

At this time, it would not be Osamu Dazai not to take the opportunity to retaliate. He swam to the steep slope of the river embankment and grabbed the little girl's outstretched hand, grabbed her and fell backward... He didn't fall, but was dragged up the river embankment like a duck .

You are so small, don't you think there is something wrong with having so much strength?

"Next time you swim, remember to change to a place that is easy to come up." Hiyori grabbed a small shrimp from the stunned boy's hair and threw it away. Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and threw the water from his head on the girl: "Why don't you come down and save me!"

"...Why do you want to save?"

She really couldn't understand what she said: "Aren't you tired from walking and want to float for a while?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai: There are still words in this world that I can't answer.