Port Mafia executives have something to say

I am now in a building in a prime location in the center of Yokohama, in a high-end apartment on the top floor that is worth more than half of my savings.

Every room has been decorated, from large furniture such as TV and dining table to a mere glass for drinking juice, it is said that all of them are imported famous brands, each of which has a long string of zero and gorgeous French names.

On the opposite side of this sofa set, there is a tempered glass floor-to-ceiling window that is enough to have a panoramic view of the blue bay in the Yokohama Port area.

Early in the morning, I found myself lying in a place I didn't know at all.

Immediately called Odasaku, but was told "Eh? Didn't Dazai say he was going to give you a surprise these days—" I was weak, pitiful and helpless, huddled in a dangling frame In the rattan indoor hanging basket, I was holding the mango juice handed to me by the blond nurse who claimed to have just taken office (but I saw you in the guerrillas a few days ago?), and recalled how all this happened with a dazed expression of.

Thinking about it this way, the only thing I did with Dazai in the past few days was probably taking Akutagawa to the suburbs for training with him that day, and then we went home separately... What?

So, when he was in the car, he did say that he would give me a surprise?

As for the source of this so-called surprise, it probably came from the sentence I inadvertently complained...

……

"It's so good..."

I looked at the mobile phone, Huan sent a lot of photos trying to seduce me to attend, and half-arranged photos of the Yinglan spring dance scene, and murmured unconsciously.

A marble two-way escalator with a red carpet, a fountain garden with flashing lights, a symphony orchestra in rehearsal, and even a long semicircular table marked with a large circle with a red watercolor pen, on which it says "Yuanyue Special Class Dessert section!!!”

…Damn guy, he even added three bold exclamation points.

"What, what?" Dazai immediately leaned over when he heard the words.

Akutagawa, who was next to him in the middle of talking, gave me a hard look... My fault?

"It's a photo of a school dance party sent by my friend. It's about the past two days. I hope the leader won't arrange a long-distance mission for me."

"Oh, it's a friend Jing Jun met in Tokyo..."

Dazai and the two brothers hugged my shoulders directly, with his usual unpredictable lazy expression on his face that became more handsome with age, and moved a little closer with interest in his tone.

He tilted his head, glanced at the photos of the scene in a nonchalant tone, "So that's it, he is the heir of the Xuwang family."

——At this time, if you delve deeper into whether Dazai knew this information a long time ago, or just deduced it with his brain that is a hundred times better than ordinary people just now, you will be a little puzzled.

I felt that I was hiding in a golden house outside (?) and then the scumbag (???) who was discovered by Zhenggong (??) was visual, so I put away my phone with a guilty conscience and began to brag about him and change the subject.

"As expected of Dazai. The intelligence department at the port Mafia will lose their jobs collectively. After all, the five newly appointed cadres are Clairvoyance EX."

"It won't be too late for those people to lose their jobs after they improve the new surveillance techniques."

Dazai didn't care much about the topic being changed by me. He leaned back on his seat and continued playing games as if nothing had happened, and complained casually:

"Anyway, I'm still doing the same boring job as before, but now I'm officially playing with a famous name. And this name only brings all kinds of troubles."

I immediately warned him: "Be careful with your words outside, even the top five cadres cannot despise the majesty of the organization."

I remembered that Oda Saku accidentally mentioned that when he was working as a low-level member in the past, the heads of some Mafia subordinate organizations and enterprises he knew, seemed to have quietly asked him about many matters about Dazai, the new cadre.

Because the name "Dazai" has such a bad reputation, they only dared to ask Oda for the most basic things like likes and taboos.

As a result, Odasaku's answers to them were all "ah, don't worry, Dazai is a very easy-going person, if there is really something annoying... Mr. Nakahara among the prospective cadres, right?" Words of appeasement meaning.

But even so, when they knew that Odasaku's boss was me from the same faction as Mr. Nakaya, all of them looked like they were about to cry.

Just revealing a little vague likes and dislikes is enough to make the people who know this world panic. The majesty of the five cadres can be seen...you can see it...you can see it.

"..."

I watched him holding the game console, grinning and screaming, falling silent.

Where does the majesty come from, this guy.

I stretched out my hand and pinched Dazai's cheek, and he turned to look at me innocently in the posture of being pinched suddenly, his kite-colored eyes showed a kind of abyss-like coldness and pretending to be soft and dazed... ...Really, this person only has this face left to look at.

"?" There was a rare confusion on his face.

"I want to pinch." I calmly pinched it again, and the soft feel is not bad, "Why, will the cadre not let you pinch?"

"Hey, pinch, pinch..."

Dazai was speechless at my whim, as if giving up struggling, and moved towards me with his face in his hands.

Okay, although Akutagawa is still sitting upright, the eye knife he flew over can almost penetrate my skull.

"...Well, it's almost done."

"pain."

"It's so annoying, Jingjun, have you pinched enough..."

"Cough, Shen Haijing, is this the attitude you should have towards your superiors—I, the five cadres?"

Annoyed (and the game hasn't been successfully completed yet) Dazai tried to put on a straight face, but the artificial baby fat picked up completely ruined his plan, and finally had to take a breath and pout his cheeks, letting my fingers slide away .

"How could it be? I have always been sincerely convinced by you." I squeezed again hypocritically.

But when I think about the next step, I will have a fight with Akutagawa, whose hostility and murderous intent are rising in a straight line, I feel that I have no interest in continuing

Anyway, Dazai’s face has been pinched, why not go back and try Mr. Kanya’s face, and compare the softness of the double black cheeks... It’s a good meme, write it down.

……Huh?Why did I feel like I made a speech like a scumbag?

However, the port Mafia gravity user's face is not easy to pinch.Dazai's character doesn't care much about this kind of joke, but Mr. Nakaya will definitely feel that this kind of behavior hurts his face as the number one tough guy in Port Mafia, and then fights back angrily.

With his finger strength, it is estimated that my face will be pinched and blue by then.

You have to find a way to make him be pinched willingly.

"Let me arrange it for you." Dazai suddenly said, "As a thank you gift for training with Akutagawa-kun today, I will take care of what Jing-kun is worried about."

I:! ! !

Dazai wants to help me pinch Chuya-san's face——No matter how you look at this sentence, it feels like the world is about to be destroyed...? ? ?

……

Then, there is the present situation.

Dazai bought an ultra-luxury penthouse apartment, and "hired" a person who knew all kinds of unfounded medical history of me, and told me that this apartment would be directly transferred to my name in the future, and the name on the document had been signed for me The "professional" caregiver is gone(?) so no worries.

When I suddenly had a room, I immediately called Dazai. He didn't answer, but he replied with a very serious email:

"It's an emergency, don't ask anything. 』

...Okay, okay.

In addition to the nurses, it is said that the image designer who is used by the wife of the head of the Hitachi Institute took dozens of sets of T typhoon clothes that are very wonderful but can't be worn out for me to try one by one. He even wanted to cut off my hair. ? !

No matter how much I refuse and explain not to touch my hair, after all, it is the same as touching my life and his own life, but this conscientious Tony teacher (not) is still firmly holding his hair dryer and scissors, approaching step by step——

In the end, I could only take out my gun and slap it on the table in despair.

Teacher Tony immediately changed his mind, "Your hair is so fine, it's a pity to cut it off... Do you need me to perm the end of your hair?"

"..."

I simply suspect that something is wrong with my ears.

Is such a person who is not afraid of death really just a senior image designer and not an on-the-job investigator sent by the military and police?

"...Well, do you know what I do?"

"Work?"

The designer still had a friendly smile on his face, but I could feel some changes in his breathing, probably because he noticed something, "Aren't you... the third young master of Morita Club?"

As far as I know, Morita Corporation is the most cleanly laundered enterprise under the name of the Port Mafia.You can tell who owns the business just by looking at the name.

So after two years of wandering freely, I suddenly became the son of the leader of my family... a ward?

I know that this is simply to give us orphans of unknown origin a superficial identity, and being eligible to be named as the leader is more or less a recognition of status and strength.Although I usually call him old father in my heart, it is actually more of a joke.

There is only one question that I am more concerned about: since I am the third man in the "family", who are the people in front of me and behind me... Forget it, I feel that it is better not to delve into this issue.

Anyway, I can't really call the leader Dad.

"Although it is true to say so, I still hope that you will be a little more cautious."

"……Yes."

In the end, he only helped me with the simplest care... It feels good to have smooth hair, right?

……

Not long after the Tony teacher left, I was sitting in the hanging basket holding the fruit juice, and I was foolishly watching Miss Hongye and Mr. Nakaya walk in from the door one after the other.

Before I could speak, I heard the eldest sister's unique low female voice speak quietly.

"Beijing."

She put away the red paper umbrella with a winding colorful snake, but instead of placing it at the door as usual in the office, she hugged it in her arms and approached me slowly.

I jumped down from the hanging basket to meet them, and when I walked halfway, I saw Mr. Nakaya was following behind the elder sister and kept winking at me-this kind of situation usually happens when the elder sister comes to my office to check the hidden desserts thing.

But this is my new home that I just (forced) moved here today, let alone desserts, there is no mango skin here.

Sister Hongye came to the front, gently lifted my face with one hand, and looked at me carefully with maple-red eyes, and that cold and charming expression every time she asked me if I had stolen the cake No difference.

But the words she spit out were much more serious than then.

"Although it's impolite to ask you such a personal matter, what's the matter with moving out all of a sudden?"

"If Dazai hadn't come to tell me that you were leaving this organization for the sake of ordinary people's friends, I'm afraid the slave family would still be kept in the dark."

"???"

I looked at her questioningly.

"Although it's a touching friendship, but there is a bright side after all, how can the light of a firefly shine into your dark seabed... This can't be true, Kyo."

"..."

Lv, refers to a plant.

And I fuck Osamu Dazai, it means that after Osamu Dazai was beaten to death, plants were planted on his body to achieve the purpose of recycling and beautifying the environment.

——Is this what he called an "emergency situation"?

Take a closer look at the knife in the eldest sister's hand, it is really urgent, isn't it? !

"Hey, big sister, you know that guy Dazai doesn't have a half-truth in his mouth. I can assure you that it is absolutely impossible for Kei to leave the port mafia."

Mr. Nakaya was as loyal as ever, he threw his coat on the back of the sofa, stepped forward to stand between me and my eldest sister, tried to persuade me as if to obstruct me, and promised that it would sound very (to me) Dire oath:

"If Jing dares to defect to the organization, I will break both of his legs with my own hands."

Although, although this sentence makes people feel a little weak in the physical sense...but it also reflects from the side the extent of the eldest sister's anger this time, which is so serious that she has to insist on the arrogant "I didn't spoil you" all the time. The idols of principle are going to come forward nervously to intercede for me.

"Even so, I have to listen to what he says." The elder sister said flatly.

"..."

Mr. Nakaya, who was blocked by a sentence, had no choice but to push down his hat in embarrassment, walked to the opposite sofa and sat down obediently, and secretly gave me a self-seeking look from under the brim of the hat.

But I don't even know where this set of "defecting" rhetoric comes from?

...leave the organization?

Just thinking about this possibility gives me chills. If I leave the port mafia, Shen Haijing will have nowhere to go, nowhere to stay.

By the way, did the elder sister say "friends of ordinary people" just now?

So Dazai is for ordinary people... ring them?

But at the end of the day, why buy a house?Is Huan going to live here?But even if he wants to come and stay for two days, he doesn't need to buy a house. Isn't the hotel nice?

And that's the Suo family, how could there be no annex in Yokohama?

Just start buying such an apartment, is it such a big deal, cadre, how much public money have you embezzled in the past few years...

I opened my mouth, not knowing how to explain it to my eldest sister.

——Anyone who tries to guess Dazai's intentions will fall into a maze of thinking*

……

"You misunderstood, Mr. Hongye."

Before I figured out how to blame Dazai, the old father who didn't bring Alice with him, so his cuteness dropped a lot, unexpectedly appeared at the door following Shi Shiran.

On his gentle, mask-like smiling face, it was almost impossible to tell that this person was the only tyrant in this Yokohama underground world.

By the way, today's leader seems to be different from the usual decadent uncle, did he specially shave his face?

"Jingjun bought a new residence just to make it easier for him to communicate with his friends over there. He didn't mean to betray the organization."

"Your Highness Ogai / Chief."

The three people present immediately half-kneeled to salute, the leader's slightly long white robe passed my eyes like a knife's light, and finally stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that occupied the entire wall.

An atmosphere of almost dead silence spread in the room. I reached out and buttoned the carpet at my feet, and then Mr. Nakaya, who was holding the hat, scratched me out of the corner of my eye, which means that the leader is still showing respect and be careful to chop your hand off. A loyal dog like... speaks.

Before I could show him a heartbroken face, I heard the old father standing in front of the window say slowly:

"The scenery here is really nice, Hongye-kun."

The tone of this sentence was relatively relaxed, as if it was a signal to relieve the tense atmosphere. The elder sister turned her head to the side and raised her eyebrows, and gave me a light glance, which seemed to be a high regard for my sudden move this time.

Then she wrapped up the flowery haori, got up and said:

"It's common for children not to know how to manage a house. Beijing's dessert costs more than 50 yuan a month. You eat more than girls and you don't see you gaining weight."

Me: QAQ

I don't know how many young ladies with this physique envy me... No, is this apartment paid for by me?

After admiring the scenery for a while, the leader came over to touch his head habitually, and I also habitually lowered my head slightly to make it easier for him to touch, and then I heard the embarrassing voice of the second big consumer of Mafia sweets in the port:

"Well, Mr. Hongye, the expenditure items such as desserts do fall within the scope of force majeure under certain special circumstances..."

However, the flower of Mafia at the port ignored him. Although the possibility of not hearing it was not ruled out, it was obviously impossible at such a short distance... What is she angry about?

"Also there is Chuya, red wine is fine, there is no difference between those locomotives other than the color, I can't tell at all."

"……Yes."

Mr. Nakaya, who had done nothing but was cueed innocently, faced with the kind condolences from his elder sister like a mother, what else could he do other than bow his head and admit his mistake.

The leader coughed twice, trying to change the topic back, "But as Mr. Hongye said, this apartment is quite valuable. Mr. Jing, do you still have enough money?"

"funds……?"

Subconsciously, I opened the banking software on my phone and glanced, "It's still 17 billion...that, sir, this apartment was bought by Dazai." I didn't embezzle public funds.

"..."

Why do they all look at me with an indescribable expression?

"That guy Dazai...! Could it be that..."

Mr. Nakaya had a complicated expression and gritted his teeth...why?I obviously didn't spend money randomly?

"... Cough, Mr. Jing, this is just our private chat, not an order from me as the leader, so I don't need to say the specific number in the account next time."

The leader showed a headache expression, "It's not a good thing to be so innocent all the time, at least you have to be a little wary of people."

The latter sentence seems to mean something?

I had no choice but to look at him with dead fish eyes, "Boss, are you saying I'm short-hearted?"

"It's just not so innocent at this time." The leader complained, but he immediately put away his too idle look and stared at me with dignity.

"Mr. Jing."

"Yes, chief."

"No. According to Dazai-kun," he paused, "you should call me father now."

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I once again sent a shock triple!Plus a window jitter!

And it's still facing the same person!the second time!

——Osamu Dazai, what a mess! ! ! !

The author has something to say:

I also want to pinch Mr. Chuya’s face—whether I’m 15 or 16 or 22—please let me pinch his face—[Idiot speaks]

How do I know if Zai He is jealous (*ˉ︶ˉ*)

Even if there is, it is not jealousy in love.

I discussed this issue with a cutie before, and the possessiveness of love is much more terrifying than the possessiveness of friendship.

If now Kyo is Dazai's double-arrow true love and then cheats on Ring...... Dazai will probably be very, very unhappy.

—and then both were dead.

sorry!I'm really sorry for raising this child into a scumbag (?!)!I will try my best to reflect (///▽///)

Jing: ...don't talk nonsense who is a scumbag and you are not reflecting on it at all!

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Parallel world love rain I have no melon by Yifu

After the world merged, everyone said he was her boyfriend.

And the most amazing thing is that in different parallel worlds, she is really dating different boyfriends.

She who is a senior social fear in the main world: ... I have nothing to do with the love rain in the parallel world QAQ

Known boyfriends:

Wenye IF: Chief Zaiganzhong, Heidun, Ranpo, Tachihara Michizao, Oda.

The governess: the godfather and his guardian.

K: Barbara and Brother Monkey.

Black basket: colorful team.

... The above, the boyfriend is to be discovered.

[Actually, I... have long been used to living like a waste. ]

[But why am I used to this kind of life, but suddenly find that I have to face a series of Shura fields? ! ]

#Forget it, I'm not alive anymore! #