Port Mafia executives have something to say

Night is mafia time.

This sentence can refer to the militant factions who are slaughtering in the aftermath of the war, or it can refer to the duo enjoying a quiet night in a bar at this time—well, it has been upgraded to That's it for a trio.

……

"Dazai-kun is only 16 years old, no matter how you look at it, you can't drink alcohol." The newcomer in the trio, Ango Sakaguchi raised his hand in protest, "Boss, he should be given milk or juice here."

"We're the mafia, things like milk and juice are for children." Osamu Dazai changed the subject, "But if there's something I like, I don't have to drink at all, so that's in line with Ango's wish. Boss, I want a cup of lemon-flavored detergent."

"No."

"It's a pity." Dazai Osamu lamented, lying on the bed and table and spreading it into a Dazai pie.

Oda Sakunosuke was thinking about something, and he didn't agree as seriously as usual. This unusual scene caught Sakaguchi Ango's attention.

"What's on your mind? Mr. Odasaku."

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about a kid I met recently." He took a sip of his drink, "Maybe he will become my boss in the future."

"Eh? Will become the boss's kid?"

"What, come here?"

The remaining two yelled at the same time, and then looked at each other.

"I feel like you guys are hiding something from me." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, and the round lenses reflected a dark light, "If the boss says, it means that the other party is also a mafia. And Dazai-kun's reaction, I know it People. In addition to Mr. Odasaku's "children"... Could it be that he is a delinquent boy who joined the Mafia when he was underage, just like Dazai-kun?"

"Hey, what is a bad boy?"

This time it was Osamu Dazai's turn to protest, "Don't compare me with that kind of childish kid who doesn't know what to do, okay?"

"It is indeed a mafia, but it is not a bad boy." Oda Sakunosuke hesitated, "After all, he will not go to the bar late at night to drink like Dazai, so he is a more obedient boy."

"Varied……!"

"That's a good joke, Odasaku-san."

"So that's it. Is this just a complaint? I think I'm just telling the truth." Oda Sakunosuke was very puzzled by his friend's compliment, and thought that linguistics is really profound.

Dazai-mochi Hon-mochi has been hit hard, and can't bear the heavy responsibility of uncovering the mystery, so Ango Sakaguchi began to guess enthusiastically.

"A very young child can become Mr. Odasaku's boss again, and Dazai-kun also knows... Could it be another member of the 'Double Black'?! Zhong——"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Canned meat will also become unpalatable! Boss, have another one!"

"Aren't you enjoying your meal?!"

"No." Not disturbed by the farce in front of him at all, Oda Sakunosuke drank the rest of the wine in one go (although there was not much left), "Decided, I will work hard from tomorrow."

"So fast! Is this decided? Will it not go against Odasaku's wish? It will be bloody and bloody to follow that brat!" This is Dazai Osamu who is desperately throwing cold water beside him.

"The other party said that my job is to help him carry the oxygen cylinder and go downstairs to get the takeaway. I heard that it is also a hard job that no one wants to do. It is no different from my current job, right?"

It is true that helping to carry oxygen cylinders sounds like a worthless job, but in fact it is the position of adjutant next to the superior members, and it is more dangerous to be pushed around.

"...Isn't it really Gravity that makes your Excellency?"

"Indeed, there is no difference between the two of them in essence. They are both short and annoying and violent." Osamu Dazai scratched his already messy hair irritably, "Compared to Chuya, Jing-kun It’s true that they are even more disrespectful, but Chuya’s level of violence is also higher than Jingjun’s. Tsk, they’re just as bad, these two people.”

"Before you say that others are bad, it's better to reflect on yourself first." Sakaguchi Ango complained, "To be told by Dazai-kun like that, I always feel sad for those two people."

"So it seems that the welfare of the housing has also been proposed..."

"That's sugar-coated cannonballs! Also, Ango, it's really too much for you to say that!" After being hit twice by his friends, Osamu Dazai finally yelled like a normal 16-year-old boy.

Although both Odasaku and Dazai avoided the person's name intentionally or unintentionally, but so many characteristics were mentioned, it was enough for Sakaguchi Ango to guess who they were talking about.

After all, his real identity is not just a rookie in an accounting firm under the name of a port mafia, but an investigative and infiltrating officer of the Secret Service Division with special abilities, known as a small but elite, a so-called spy.

And the most recent task entrusted by the government is to find out as much as possible about the victor of the leading war——the port mafia's recent emergence of new abilities.Surveillance personnel said that it is a supernatural ability that can manipulate sea water, and it is very powerful when used, which is very suitable for frontal battlefields.

It must be this "Kyo".

It seems that the relationship with Shuanghei is not bad, so he is also a member of the new leader faction. The danger of this man Mori Ogai is really getting bigger and bigger.Ango Sakaguchi analyzed rationally, but he was very entangled in the negative emotions of using his friends to get information... and he took a big gulp of wine.

"Hey Anwu, what kind of boring wine are you drinking? Could it be that work is not going well?"

"No, it went well."

It's because it went so smoothly...that's why I need to drink to soothe my worries.

……

At the same time, under the giant Ferris wheel Cos/mosClock, which is never absent in Yokohama landscape photos, there are three people standing alone.

One of them knew that he was a staff member just by looking at his clothes, and he looked at the two people opposite him tremblingly.The one in the tea orange jacket was alright, although he didn't speak much, he still looked very shy, like a student who sneaked out from some school.

Although the other one is not much older, whether it is the expensive brand name or the dazzling motorcycle with an astronomical price, it all shows his unusual identity.Moreover, he dared to rush out in such a ostentatious manner during this sensitive time period after the war. His haughty and impatient face almost read Ye Lu's death bitterness. He was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Then the other party threw a card and signaled the person next to him with his chin, "Go to this guy and stop."

Sure enough, it is bad, and there are super rich bad.

If it wasn't for someone from the government to say, "Only by lighting up this Ferris wheel can Yokohama hope to return to its original beauty" and triple the hourly salary, he wouldn't have come to do this job like a target. !The uncle thought sadly and angrily.

He watched the two people sit in the Ferris wheel one after the other. The one behind seemed to have bad legs and stumbled on the steps when going up. The one in front grabbed the collar and dragged him in.

By the way... are all junior high school students so strong now?

……

The two sat in the cockpit and didn't have much to say, but seeing the excited look of the kid on the other side, Zhong Yuan Zhong also had to turn his head to look at the scenery.

The Ferris wheel slowly repeats the process of rising and falling. In the colorful metropolis in the past, now it is the only one shining with colorful lights alone.

Nakahara Zhong also has little knowledge of taking children out to play. His short-lived entertainment in childhood was just running around with his sheep companions on Leibo Street occasionally, and he was already laughing happily enough. up.

This guy from Shenhai is obviously a vagrant of unknown origin, but he is obviously different from them in terms of temperament and behavior.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of the lack of memory in the information, maybe the other party is actually a young master who grew up in a wealthy family with such a bloody background.

"How is your memory?"

It is also a good start to start asking about your physical condition.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also secretly proud of himself, he couldn't just make people sit still like this, after all, he pulled people out to play by himself, so he had to be more dedicated to his work.

After the other party answers "no improvement", you can take advantage of the situation to comfort the other party, and then praise the other party's ability. Just using this as a topic can point out the other party's shortcomings in special abilities.After all, he was asked by the leader to teach him, and occasionally he should do his duty.In the end, we will scold Dazai together, the friendship between men is such a simple thing——

"How much... I remember a little bit."

"……what?"

The original "men's friendship" plan was disrupted from the very beginning, and Nakahara Chuya's original intention was pure surprise, but Shen Haijing heard that "what came to mind, please explain clearly", he sat down obediently, hesitating moment.

"Mr. Chuya, do you know about the Avengers Prison?"

Never heard of it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also recalled the previous intelligence specifically aimed at this aspect.

As for prisons, I heard that there is only one Meursault Prison in Europe that is used to detain criminals with supernatural powers.

But as a senior, you can't just lose on the first question.The more or less face-saving Zhong Yuanzhong also looked calm, "That..."

Not to confirm or deny, nor to lie.

Under the guidance of Koyo Ozaki, he has grown into what he is now. He is not without a castle, and he has learned some methods of seducing a confession.

"That is the law of the other world. Although he is usually calm, if someone disturbs the world order and hurts innocent people, even if he hides in the remotest corners of the world, he will not be able to escape the arrest of the Avengers."

"Among them, prisoners with particularly serious circumstances will be imprisoned in the water prison at the bottom of the Avengers Prison, bound by iron chains and shackles. If they have special abilities that cannot be sealed, their lungs will be directly connected to the poison gas valve. meeting……"

Shen Haijing's voice gradually decreased,

"It will become like this, all because I was abandoned by the family."

"The lord said that I... am a worthless weapon."

"It's true, I can't even protect my subordinates, they obviously trust me so much...!"

"enough."

Zhong Yuanzhong also interrupted him directly.

"No value? Stop kidding."

"Not to mention anything else, you also contributed to the battle of the dragon head, and you also have a share in the victory of the port mafia."

"If you say you didn't protect your subordinates well, they should have a realization when they enter the inner world: the consciousness that one day they will die in a certain conflict or on a certain battlefield."

"Besides, besides this, didn't you protect more people?"

Thinking of the testimony of the white-eyed wolf team members that Dazai said, he felt bored for a while, but before those people were dealt with... In short, there is no need to reveal these things to this simple-minded kid, it just makes him sad.

After all, no one knew whether the damn drug would have any side effects after being injected for a whole week.

"Now you are not qualified to listen to this kind of internal data meeting, but since you joined, the loss of Port Mafia has indeed been much reduced than predicted."

"Things like value are just for others to evaluate. As long as you understand what you are doing." He stared at the pair of light gray eyes that seemed to be confused and foggy, and his tone became serious.

"Value, transaction, those trivial troubles, let people like Dazai worry about it."

"You, trust the leader."

"That's enough. We just need to be loyal to his organization and obey the orders of that wolf."

burning.

hot.

Not a better term like independence, or freedom.

but--

That wild smile and pure faith, like Zhongyuan Zhongye's warm-toned hair, almost burned his eyeballs deeply.

Shen Haijing, whose values ​​were strongly touched, stared closely at Nakahara Chuya's face, without blinking, opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to make a sound: "But, bah, that lord said..."

Ba?Zhong Yuanzhong also secretly remembered this pronunciation, what kind of good thing can a guy who can send minors into water prisons so that they can't get out of their homes?Thinking of this, he interrupted Shen Haijing's words mercilessly, "Leave that kind of talk aside, what do you think of the character of this bastard Dazai?"

"...It's a scumbag." He replied with a little hesitation.

"That's right. Listen to this kind of scum, do you want to obey Dazai's words in the future?"

"No." This time, he answered without hesitation.

"Ah."

Using poisonous chicken soup that didn't make any sense to bring the other party back to the intended original topic, and after the two of them scolded a well-known guerrilla captain passionately, Nakahara finally raised the corners of his lips contentedly.

He stretched out his hand and vigorously rubbed the other's cute baby's hairstyle into a chicken coop, thinking that it would look more pleasing to the eye, and he was sulking when he heard the information this afternoon...

And, the sadness caused by the death of companions.

Unknowingly, it also dissipated a little.

He turned his head and looked at Yokohama, which was immersed in the darkness, without seeing the neon brilliance of the past, and hummed softly.

This filthy world can't keep your souls.

……

"Understood, you are obviously a brat, so why are there so many weird ideas. Your task now is to take care of your body as soon as possible. Want to prove your worth? There will be plenty of jobs waiting for you in the port mafia in the future."

To sum up, Zhongyuan Zhongye once again made an extremely standard social animal speech.

The obedient junior who was killed by touching his head: Everything Mr. Chuya said... seems to feel that there is something wrong?

The author has something to say:

After careful calculation, he is indeed the young master who grew up in a wealthy (mafia) family...

As for Chuya's height, he hasn't grown since he was 16...Junior high school student...

The Meursault Prison here is the prison where Da Zai and Tuo Zong will turn (?) in the future.

elated (prison) annoyance will

Mr. Tuo: How to train subordinates to be qualified and self-reliant social animals?

Dazai: Just let it go~ They will grow up by themselves.

(Off-site) Zhongye: Set an example and travel more.

I can't help but feel affection for the eight-year-old Chuya [Wake Up]

It's not easy for this kid to support himself! His partner is still Dazai's scum, listen to what he said, is this still human?

Think about what happened to Zhongye back then...

I want to take a fancy to also appear on the stage [rolling]

I haven't seen him for several years [rolling]

Where did you go on a business trip? [Rolling]

Take a selfie with Mr. Tuo when you have time