Port Mafia executives have something to say

I left Mr. Odasaku behind before I left for Tokyo.

He was by my side, earning the adjutant's salary all day and worrying about being a mother, and he lost a lot of hair.Now that happens to be two days off with pay, hopefully he can spend more time with the kids before the devil works overtime after the holidays.

After all, I know that children and rabbits are equally afraid of loneliness. An overly pure heart is easily eroded by loneliness. In the end, the flowers that are watered in this way may shed poisonous honey that cannot be tasted.

Most importantly, it was hard to get a few days off from the mouth of the middle-aged decadent uncle.If I bring my parents with me, how can I go to Internet cafes, bars, video game cities, and other stores to have a good time.

When it comes to playing, it is necessary to mention money.

This was the first time I got a salary card from Sister Hongye since I started working. I asked casually about the balance in the card, and was immediately shocked.

In just a few months, I turned from a poor homeless orphan to a local tycoon with hundreds of millions of yen in assets—this plot is even more exaggerated than winning the lottery.

And this number is still left after throwing away the usual expenses.Although I don't know these famous clothing brands, it seems that the clothes and shoes sent by sister Hongye are quite expensive.In other words, I always thought that the pocket money she gave me was my salary. Is our organization so embarrassing?I feel like I love my most respected leader a little more today than yesterday (realistic speaking)

……

The Port Mafia members of the Tokyo branch didn't look down on me because of my young age, at least there wasn't any disrespect on the surface.Meals and hotels are top-notch, and bodyguards and assistants are also available. For me, this level of preferential treatment is enough.

It's not so much that it's enough, it's better to say that I have a hard time with the kind of occasion that needs to establish dignity, and I don't know what to say other than "um".

For some reason, Mr. Nakaya specifically asked me to strengthen this aspect.But I was trained hard for a weekend, and found that he just kept repeating to me the violent concept of "any subordinate who dares to be disrespectful will be beaten to death", and said that this is teaching students according to their aptitude, did he? What is wrong with my character?

Work is work, you should be a good boy if you don’t use violence against others during the rest of the time^^

Oh, except Dazai.

After all, his [disqualification in the world] in all aspects, I unilaterally announced his expulsion from human status, and I can beat him with confidence... Even if I can't beat him, I still have to express my attitude.

……

"Then, please enjoy this banquet, and I will wait for you at the door after it is over."

I motioned to him with my jaw, "Don't worry about it."

Adult banquets are boring.

The only interesting thing is that when he was introduced by the person in charge of the Tokyo branch as "This is a senior member of the Yokohama Headquarters of the Port Mafia, Your Excellency Fukami Kyo", the expressions of the dignitaries on the opposite side would instantly become extremely funny.

Sure enough, 14 years old is too young, everyone thinks I am the son of the person in charge, what is the leader thinking?Asking me to come to this kind of occasion will not be of much help, neither the enemy's stronghold nor the rebellion and strife, and the weapons will not be useful--

…………ah.

cake.

A place filled with sweet aromas, a dream paradise for sweet tooth lovers, a long table is full of fluffy and delicious cakes, almost all glowing, ice cream cakes, cream cakes, mousse cakes, and chocolate fountain roasted marshmallow fruit tarts Waffles...and mango pudding.

Sorry sir, I was wrong, it was so much fun here, thank you so much for sending me here.

……

However, everyone is talking about important business and political affairs in a serious manner. Is it a bit wrong for me to eat the pudding desperately?

I thought for a moment, then sneaked out with a tray of desserts.Since the view around the terrace is so unobstructed that it is not suitable for stealing, I had to hide on the stairs at the back. It is quiet and secluded, no one disturbs you, and you can also enjoy the wonderful night view of the wisteria garden outside.

"Is the cake delicious?"

"Delicious." I replied without thinking. The pastry chef for this banquet is really good. The mango pudding he made is simply a sweet sweet product.And the most important thing is that there is no Mr. Odasaku who will control how much I eat.

No, who is talking to me?

I looked up, and there was a blond boy with exquisite facial features and a cheerful smile standing on the upper floor. At this time, he was sliding down the railing of the spiral staircase together with the starlight in the sky and the cool night wind, while stretching out his arms to me. out left hand.

"Hello, sweet child."

"Why are you sitting here alone?"

For the first time, I feel that someone can really see that all the words to praise appearance are too ordinary in front of him, but this person is more... amazing than all the beauties I have seen, including those competing for beauty at this ball Male and female stars, all of them were overshadowed by his unadorned smile.

People are always tolerant of beautiful things.After all, there is no one in this world who is not a face dog, the point is whether that person's face can be beaten.

His good looks looked like he could fight, so I was extra patient: "Because I don't know anyone else at this banquet. Why did you run to this corner alone?"

"Liar, I saw you greet those people just now."

The blond boy made a mischievous face at me, his bright eyes smiled into a crescent moon, "I really don't know those people, I want to come and sit here for a while, but I didn't expect a cute child to take my place gone."

"This is not your place." That being said, I pay more attention to his middle sentence, don't you know the celebrities and dignitaries gathered here?In this case, "Could it be that you are a model and came here with your agent?"

His eyes widened instantly after hearing my words, and two blushes immediately rose on his fair cheeks, and then he rubbed his face with his face intoxicated:

"Oh, oh, oh, to say that I am a model, this is really an embarrassing compliment—"

"Wait... It's crowded here, sit a little bit over there! Be careful of the cake... Ah, my clothes!"

I finally woke up from the opponent's beauty crit: Is this guy an idiot? !

……

"15 years old?"

She is only one year older but taller than me by more than a head. Is this the puberty period?Then why is Mr. Chuya coughing... it should be of mixed blood. No matter how you look at it, this blonde hair and purple-eyed color scheme doesn't look Japanese, but Mr. Chuya's hair and eyes seem to be...

Anyway, what did this kid eat to grow up?Is the food in foreign countries so good?No, I also grew up in Italy, even if I was imprisoned in a water prison for two years during my puberty, it shouldn't have any...affect on my... height...

"Eh? The deep sea, why did it suddenly drop?"

"Stay away from me, I don't want to talk to you for now."

My new friend is Xu Wanghuan.

Even I, who just started getting in touch with people of this level, knew about the Suo Zaibatsu, one of the seven famous families in Japan's high society.But in my impression, this powerful clan should have no heirs. When Sister Hongye taught me these secrets, she said with emotion: After the current master, Xu Wangrang, passed away, the whereabouts of the inheritance of the Xuwang family may be unknown. It will be the fuse/fire/lead of a leading war.

So he is the adopted son of the separated family?Or an illegitimate child?

"So cold—" Xu Wanghuan dragged his voice, and at the same time showed a pitiful gaze like a puppy.

It's the first time I've met such silly and limp peers, and I'm so at a loss that I don't know what to do.

The children I met while wandering were all like hedgehogs with their spikes erected. The only people of the same age in Mafia at the port were Mr. Nakaya and Dazai. , Thinking about it this way, I suddenly feel that I am also quite sad?

Xu Wanghuan said that he also lived in France before. Although he can speak some Japanese, he is not very proficient and fluent due to the environment, so we can just communicate in French directly.Since he came to Japan last year.I worked hard at home to study the language for a long time, and when the school starts this year, I will go directly to the junior high school of the private Yinglan Academy under my family's name.

Go directly to my own school to study... You really are a wicked rich man, can't my self-confidence be less hit?

"Speaking of which, which school does Shen Hai attend?"

That's a really good question.

I, who have never been to school, shook my head and tried to steer the topic to other areas: "I am not in good health, and I usually hire a tutor or electronic correspondence. This time, my guardian specially approved the holiday to come to Tokyo. Come on, does King Su know of any interesting places here?"

He scratched his head, "Sorry, I don't know much about entertainment in Tokyo. But I'm going to Okinawa with my friends the day after tomorrow. Do you want to come with Shenhai?"

"Okinawa..."

I try my best to recall those domestic geography lessons I have heard or not, "I haven't been there, it should be... the seaside?"

Then I saw Xu Wanghuan looking at me with teary eyes.

——To be honest, the impact of crying for a beauty of his level is too high, right? !

"It's so pitiful! The sick and beautiful young man who has been bedridden can only silently look at the falling cherry blossoms outside the window and lament his fate that is about to wither, while yearning for the birds flying freely in the sky, he coughs out his last mouthful on the white handkerchief Blood woo--"

"Don't cry! By the way, what kind of plot did you impolitely imagine?!"

Who vomited blood? !Don't curse me if we are very superstitious!This is no longer the scope of the brain hole but a black hole, right? !

"Don't worry about the deep sea, no, Kyo."

Xu Wanghuan completely ignored my complaints, he grabbed my wrist with such force that I almost knocked over the whole plate of cake.

The pure and bright blond hair shone under the bright chandelier in the stairwell, but even brighter than that were his teary eyes, which were also shining like amethyst.He looked at me deeply and declared aloud:

"Let's go to Yokohama!" "Who agreed?!"

I'm so dazzled by this guy's face and saying he's so pretty - no!Where is this silly white sweet?Is it really okay for you Suwang family to have such an heir?And why is he stronger than me, a gangster?Definitely not my problem!Let go of me!

"Jing Ye, let's cancel our plan to go to Okinawa! I have a place I want to go more! Just this weekend...me? I'm on the stairs behind the terrace, the one on the second floor... No, there's another person, I just handed over My new friend... Let me tell you, that kid, so pitiful..."

When did you take out your phone... Let's just leave it at that, I'm already tired of complaining, and why is this feeling so familiar?

I leaned my head against the wall, too tired to eat cake.

……

As if fighting against me, my cell phone also rang.

Since I was on vacation, I only brought my personal mobile phone with me this time. There are only four people who know Mafia in the whole port, and I can't wait for any of these four people.

But what was displayed on the screen was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

I have a sense of foreboding.

So I directly refused to answer the call, and quickly sent an email to Mr. Oda:

"Mr. Odasaku, please don't leave my personal number to strange things.Yes, I mean the bandage monster. 』

The other party came back soon.

"Eh, can't you? 』

"Absolutely!right!No!Can!by! 』

As soon as I spelled "no", another call came in. I didn't even want to hang up, but the call was persistently made three times in just one minute, which made me write a five-character email. for a long time.

After finally sending it successfully, I angrily opened the call log, and prepared to pull this harassing number... black...

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Me: "...Mr. Zhong, Zhongye?"

I, a great but humble Chinese chef, hung up on Aidou three times today.

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……

From the first time we met till now, Osamu Dazai has always been the kind of image in my mind like a mastermind behind the scenes who knows everything and knows everything.

As a mafia, he doesn't care about the so-called human life and human rights, and he possesses this amazing resourcefulness. It can be said that he is born to eat this bowl of rice, and he is too competent.What's more, Dazai seems to have no compassion for his colleagues and enemies, which makes both of them deeply afraid of him.

This can be seen from the famous saying in the world in the Kanto region that "the most unfortunate place for an enemy of Dazai is to become an enemy of Dazai".

The enemy is unfortunate, and the colleagues are fearful.I occasionally go to Dazai to hand over work, and I will also catch a glimpse of his ruthless behavior when he trains/trains his subordinates who have made mistakes.It seems that in his eyes, the beliefs and emotions from the heart of human beings are only worth being manipulated and played with.

...Well, that seems a bit exaggerated.

Although I haven't met much, I know that Dazai is actually very playful and troublesome in his spare time. Although he is very angry, he has never really tried to calculate. Compared with his cruel way of treating enemies, These are all harmless pranks.

Under normal circumstances, 90.00% of Dazai's "pranks" are concentrated on his partner, Mr. Nakaya, who is also a "double black".

Here, let us shed tears of sympathy and admiration for Mr. Chuya's great spirit of self-sacrifice.

Fortunately, Mr. Nakaya finally learned to be smart after renovating offices, corridors, elevators, dormitories and other places several times at his own expense.Unless there is a particularly difficult task that requires the "two blacks" to dispatch, otherwise they will not meet Dazai unless they meet.Traveling the farthest, hiding from the darkest dogs, and indirectly caused me, a fanboy, to often see no one.

But if Mr. Chuya is not here...

I have a close relationship with Mr. Oda Saku, and I often stay in the headquarters, so I will be affected by Chiyu, referred to as spare tire.

Who will do this kind of spare tire!Dazai is so annoying!He said, "Anyway, Zhong is not there, so let the junior Jingjun do his work", and then pushed over the work that originally belonged to him.

And I did it stupidly for half a month before I found out.All the jobs he recommended to me were related to "Double Black", so I really thought it was Mr. Nakaya alone.

Work hard, Mr. Quasi-cadre!Port Mafia really raised you... Well, it's not that bad.

In short, I don't even want to give this person my personal number (although I can't hide it).

Think about it, if it wasn't for that suspicious and unfamiliar number calling first, how could I not answer Mr. Chuya's call!

This kind of vicious behavior style of "I predicted what you predicted that I deliberately asked you to predict, and I will cheat you from the air~★", who else would do it except that [Muffling]! !Who else would do it! ! ! ! !

Just when I was cosplaying "The Scream", I received a new email on my cell phone that I was holding tightly in my hand. It came from the suspicious and strange number that I wanted to block but forgot halfway. There was only a short line of words.

"Have you ever seen a slug throw a tantrum? ^^』

A mushroom cloud exploded in my mind.

... I am Osamu Dazai.

When I hurriedly called Mr. Nakaya back, there was already a busy signal that no one answered.

I immediately turned around and dialed the eldest sister, but was also hung up? !

So I could only humiliate and desperately call an unfamiliar number that was definitely Dazai, and it was also a busy signal.

I searched for Mr. Odasaku's number with trembling hands, but after thinking about it, I gave up.

I have already been rejected by Sanlian. If Mr. Odasaku also refuses to answer the phone, I guess I will even have the heart to jump directly from the second-floor terrace. I can't bother the leader so late.

Anyway, as long as I don't call, the other party can't refuse me, which can be called Schrödinger's call.

Having figured it out, I clutched my phone to my chest, looked weakly, pitifully and helplessly at the starless night sky, and took a deep breath of the confusing air in this world.

On the first day of vacation, everyone in the headquarters treated me like this.

Am I not a new force who shed blood and carried guns for Port Mafia?

Am I not the future star that the leader is optimistic about?

What the hell is this magical people-walking tea cold treat?

A new form of workplace bullying?

……

Just when I was thinking about these truths of the universe, Xu Wanghuan happened to lead a person over, "Jing, let me tell you some good news, Jing Ye agreed... What's wrong with you? Could it be an asthma attack?! "

Who has a whimper... Forget it, this kind of slot is too low-level and I don't even bother to spit it out.

But it was a bit embarrassing to be seen by this Feng Jingye. I remember that the host of this dinner seems to be the Feng family, that is to say, the gentle young master in front of me is the son of the partner of our port Mafia.

What should I do if I hid aside and ate cakes at the banquet but was discovered by the host?

I put down the plate awkwardly and got up, and remembered that I was covered in cream by Xu Wanghuan just now, and immediately wanted to shut myself up.

Different from the feeling of Xu Wanghuan, who is so stupid that he is naturally sweet, this young master of the Feng family is obviously that kind of typical famous son, with that kind of alienated intimacy in his every move, this feeling is similar to the one I see occasionally The leader without Alice is somewhat similar.

But the leader is different. As the commander of the port mafia, no matter how alienated he is, he will still try his best to take care of me as a subordinate, and this young master of the Feng family is just a stranger.

The young master of the Feng family was obviously stunned the moment he saw me, but he quickly covered up his gaffe, and nodded politely:

"It's really impolite to entertain you poorly, my humble Feng Jingye. Excuse me, are you from Yokohama...?"

It's really a proper sentence, and I specifically pointed out that I already know my identity, and I am worthy of being the young master of a famous family.

"Shen Haijing. I just met with your father." I also hinted that he is not a bad person... emm, not someone who will do bad things to him.

Feng Jingye smiled at me politely.

"So,"

Then he turned his head and looked at Xu Wanghuan who said "my friends are also getting along very well" with an indescribable look, then turned his head and looked at me with even more weird eyes. Pushing down the glasses, "Student Huan refers to your frail friend?"

"No." I immediately denied.But immediately seeing the little partner showing the eyes of a little milk dog that can't bite the bone, he changed his words unconsciously, "My friend is right."

"What about going to Yokohama?"

I tried my best to ignore Xu Wanghuan's puppy eyes, and gave an ambiguous answer:

"If both fathers agree."

Bear boy, go attack your father before attacking me with dog eyes, I don't believe your father will agree.

……

the next day.

"Excuse me, I was putting on a mask at that time last night.I heard you went to Tokyo for vacation, nothing happened, right? 』

"Dare to hang up my phone?You are not small, deep sea! 』

"Sorry, Kyo.Dazai took my cell phone and ran into his office. 』

When I saw these desperate messages in various senses, I was holding the hand letter prepared by my subordinates, and hesitated for half an hour in the alley downstairs of Miss Suzuki's house——

Do you want to ring the doorbell?

Last time Dazai hinted that Miss Suzuki was pregnant, and it must be at least four months now.So in addition to the gift for Ms. Suzuki, I also specially bought some supplements for pregnant women, a gift for my boyfriend, and even a small dried fish for her cat Nyotaro.

But does she really want to see me?

……

In the end, I entrusted a junior high school student who lived next door to hand it over to her.

"You, you have been waiting downstairs for a long time."

When delivering the gift, the junior high school student asked me, "If it's a wish, why don't you deliver it to the recipient yourself? Mrs. Takai is cooking at home right now."

"You are about my age, don't use honorifics to me."

Mrs. Takai... I subconsciously touched the collar on my neck, "I don't want to disturb her, she already has a new life."

Then I saw the expression of the middle school student across the way who wanted to complain, this guy is quite enthusiastic, obviously he is dressed like a delinquent boy.

He was right.

However, I don't want anything in the other world to disturb her life again.

including me.

The author has something to say:

I think the ring looks really nice.

Yinglan is simply the pillar of my brain supplement during the Marysu period.

He is my first wall, on an equal footing with my true love Chiya back then

Is it related to the girl manga style?Or is it the color of blonde hair and purple eyes?Or is it related to the Bones Club?

It's because of his gentle enough relationship.

Jinghui especially prefers people with purple eyes, after all, it is his white moonlight.

... So, Mr. Tuo, what do you think?

[Friend tweet, she is awesome! 】

"I pursued Dazai 99 times and died [-] times"

Lan blame

I like him, or rather love him.

Since I can't mention the name, I refer to him as 'Mr. Too'.

I have been chasing for about 100 years, because there are really 100 years, but I am a waste, and I have never succeeded in enticing the other party's body. In the last hundred weeks of despair, I chose to kill myself.

I thought this was the end, until the 101st time I woke up and found myself standing on a talent show that created the beginning (crossed out).

It would be great if it was really a talent show. In the 101st rebirth, I stood up with a mosaic all over my body, and a boss who was about 1.6 meters tall and kept secret fell asleep beside me. This is not the most sloppy thing——

I still have a huge pass for the largest seafood market in Sicily: the Vengley Ring.

... Gan.

——Hell start

Coach, can I choose to load the file again and start over?

感谢在2020-03-2612:00:00~2020-03-2712:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Wuxi; 1 bottle of Yan Yan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!