Port Mafia executives have something to say

The man is running.

He was pinching something in sweaty hands.

As an adjutant of one of the five major cadres, his status has never been low in the organization.

The short light blonde hair is always neatly done on weekdays.But at this time, the man can't care so much anymore.

"—Metal is easy to break, so is the heart*."

With this period of time, the more settled and more stable youthful voice sounded from behind the man.

In the next second, a black and red beast attacked from the ground, grabbed the man's neck and lifted him high.

"Ahem...you should know that it's not an accident that I'm waiting here to meet you, Senior Kirilenko." Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who had already begun to look like a future disaster dog, covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice.

"Hand over Mr. Dazai's hiding place, and I can still make the decision... It seems that this remark is superfluous, and you have made up your mind."

"I can only congratulate the new guerrilla captain on his appointment—you, don't you just want to hear me say these words?"

"Thank you for your congratulations."

The young man nodded politely to him,

"However, he disappeared during the mission, and ordered his subordinates to try to take away important items belonging to the port mafia... What the hell is Dazai-san thinking?"

He complained calmly, and then took what looked like a remote control from the man's hand... It was a fake, a sham.

Being fooled, Akutagawa Ryunosuke distorted the calmness on his face with anger, he suddenly raised his head to look at the blond man, but got a grin from the other side, "As a senior, brat, I will give you the last class."

"—Don't try to think about Mr. Dazai's thoughts. Those who do this will definitely fall into the maze of thinking*."

"Since you are willing to be loyal to the old master, then I will fulfill you."

Akutagawa directly crushed the plastic toy in his hand, and walked forward without looking back, the corner of his black clothes raised a sharp arc of light,

"Farewell, senior."

This is just an unnamed short alley, connecting two long streets, and the distance from the beginning to the end is only a dozen steps. If you walk faster, it is a small alley that can be passed in less than half a minute.

But if he hesitated a little, he might not be able to make it through in this life.

At least after Akutagawa Ryunosuke left from the end of the alley, there was no one there.

The young man took back the [Rashomon], and carried the weight of the slaughtered life in a piece of clothing.He recovered his calm expression, took out a mobile phone with a familiar style, and then paused for a moment.

I don't know what he thought of at this time.It is also a task assigned by the leader, maybe it is a mentor who suddenly disappeared.

——Or, it was the brand new white dress on my younger sister.

"Wanwusangzhi." He waved out a number without hesitation, "Boss, this is Akutagawa, the mission failed."

"Mr. Dazai, you have already taken away one of the keys that controlled Kyosaki... Fukami Kyo's neck collar."

……

"That's it,"

Not far from the coast of Yokohama, on a building like a landmark building, the leader of the port mafia in a black coat - Mori Ogai is standing in front of the French windows, as if looking out to the sea scenery.

"That can't be helped. Even I can't detect Dazai-kun's plan in advance. Let him go."

He hung up the phone, turned around and said apologetically to Ozaki Momiji who was waiting at the side, "There is no other way, Momiji-kun."

"Dazai-kun has already taken the remote control that belongs to him. Even if I want to hand over all the control of Jing-kun's collar to you, it has become impossible now."

"Dazai... huh?"

The glamorous and sad woman stood up slowly.At first glance, her crimson eyes seemed to be full of tears like a clear pool, but when she looked closely, there was nothing there, but her complexion looked more desolate and miserable than usual.

"If it's him, the slave family can feel a little more at ease."

Koyo Ozaki lifted the hem of her skirt, and also walked to the French window, beside Mori Ogai.

Different from the gorgeous clothes in the past, today she only uses a simple wooden hairpin to pull up her fiery long hair, no red makeup on the corners of her eyes, and she is also wearing a plain black kimono with small sleeves and no pattern.

In Japanese kimono culture, this dress is probably——

"Mr. Hongye, what you said sounds like you are very worried about me."

"..."

Koyo Ozaki stood aside with folded hands, quietly looking at the everlasting coastline outside the window.

However, the resentment in her heart distorted and saddened into a pot of particularly bitter green tea soup.This cup of tea was so bitter that her tongue was numb and her heart was intoxicated, it was so bitter that she almost burst into tears.

Regarding this rhetorical question from the leader, Koyo Ozaki avoided talking about it and started another topic, "What is your opinion about this incident, Your Highness Ogai?"

"...my thoughts?"

Mori Ogai muttered to himself.

Although his posture at the moment looks like he is looking at the sea, his eyes, which are as drunk as wine, only reflect the shadow of the city he loves - Yokohama.

"Through Mimic's attack on the store under the name of Mafia in the port, the remnants of the previous generation were thoroughly cleaned up;"

"Let's not say anything about the favors owed to us by the Supernatural Secret Service Section, but we have successfully obtained the supernatural business license;"

"And Dazai-kun also successfully broke away from the mafia. Presumably he can become the backbone of this organization after he has been trained outside."

"Now, we can finally guarantee the continuation of the organization and internal stability. Even if we die now, we can face the previous leader calmly."

Regarding this speech, the only female among the five cadres responded by slightly evoking her red lips that were not pointing, "His Royal Highness Ogai."

"Yes……?"

Mori Ogai turned his head.

Snapped.

A crisp slap echoed in the office of the chief of Mafia at the port where only the two of them were.

The face of the head of Mafia at the port was slapped directly to one side, and clear and hot red fingerprints also faintly appeared on the side of his cheek.

"Boss, you have really worked hard for your own goals,"

Ozaki Koyo's melodious voice with a special tone once again, she deliberately used the title "chief" which sounded extraordinarily alienated with sarcasm.

"Whether it's the organization or the disciples, the way you use your schemes is really artistic and wonderful, this tragedy...!"

She slowly stopped speaking as if she was enduring something, withdrew her hands and covered her lips with a smirk, "Before leaving, the child praised Your Highness Ogai for being a great leader and a great teacher. Really agree."

"It's great that you can take the overall situation into consideration, and you are very thoughtful. A useless teacher like Nujia can only express his anger for him after the fact. Don't blame that child... Jing doesn't rely on me as a boss."

"Dazai has left, and Chuya has also grown. The five major cadres don't need the Ozaki faction to continue to support and balance."

Even though she has seen through all the schemes, she is still irreparable.

Thinking of this, Koyo Ozaki felt powerless and exhausted, "My family has to deal with funeral affairs for Beijing, so I have asked myself to retire from the executive side, please allow the leader."

Even so, she didn't look like she wanted to get Mori Ogai's answer. After saluting as usual, Yasha, dressed in black, turned and left the chief's office.

In the same way, Mori Ogai didn't stop her, nor did he blame her, he even kept the slapped posture standing there until Koye Ozaki left, and then slowly stood up straight.

"Rintaro...Mr. Mori."

A hand was gently caressing his somewhat swollen cheeks, he lowered his eyes, and in front of him was a young girl with blond hair in a short black skirt...or a girl who was a little taller.

Tears overflowed from those big sky blue eyes all the time, and then slid down Alice's porcelain-like cheeks.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't count. Compared with Shen Hai-kun's heartache, this is nothing." Mori Ogai did not wipe away her tears, but reached out and patted Alice's head, "Are you feeling sad, Alice silk sauce."

"I'm sorry." Alice replied quietly.She lowered her head so that Mori Ogai could get a better shot of the top of her hair

"Do you think I'm wrong too?"

"You are not wrong, you are the leader I trust."

Alice raised her head and looked at him quietly. After the supposedly lively and pretty young girl became a calm girl, her behavior seemed to carry the shadow of other people.

"I don't want to blame you, I just think... I was the one who made the mistake."

Mori Ogai didn't say anything else, he reached out and touched the girl's head again, and the girl lowered her head thoughtfully again, and put the top of her hair in his palm.

"I'm sorry. But 'sorry' is only for today, Alice-chan."

"Yes."

On the other side, after the heavy wooden door was closed, the tears dotted in those scarlet eyes finally fell, Ozaki Koyo even staggered a little unsteadily.

"Master Hongye...!"

The entourage beside her carefully gave her a hand and took out a handkerchief.

"Thank you, Caiyin."

Koyo Ozaki didn't take the handkerchief, but propped herself up with the umbrella, letting the tears run down her face.

Fight with the person you admire the most.

Calculated by the most trusted person.

And then watch helplessly as his friend dies slowly.

That child... how sad that child must have been at that time.

It's all her fault.

It was she who failed to protect the child.

If there is no one to admire from the beginning, if there is no one to trust from the beginning, if there is no friend from the beginning—isn’t it true that it will not be hurt...?

Sure enough, how can a flower growing in the dark hope for the comfort of sunshine, spring breeze and rain.

She made up her mind.Then he turned to look at the adjutant beside him, "Where is Chuya now?"

"Mr. Chuya... He is a cadre from the Central Plains, and he asked for leave today."

The author has something to say:

Cough, Tiantianxing is a rookie, fell asleep while writing [this kind of thing really happens]

In the comment area of ​​the first two chapters, there is an extra episode written by @奇迹大者, which has been refined, and it’s a treat to send sugar, praise her loudly!

At this time, it should be eaten with Kirilenko’s Shenghe Qianzi Xiaobian. Many cuties didn’t know this Kirilenko’s stalk before. Today is finally the day [Smoke]

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