long-lived centenarian leader

The handsome, kind and lovely Gogol wanders in the vast ocean where Mafia's minions cannot reach, blowing the wind of freedom.

He held up a half-person-high mirror and talked to the people inside.

"Mirror, mirror, please tell me, who is more beautiful, the princess or the queen?"

In the mirror, the two gentlemen who were scored from all directions by a group of virtual goblins smiled elegantly rather than politely.

"Mr. Tuosi is more beautiful."

"Dazai-kun is more beautiful."

In fact, both of them are cursing in their hearts.

A certain Snow White hadn't used this ability before, and she originally planned to cheat Fyodor, but she didn't expect that it would even cheat her own owner.

The most beautiful person selected will sit on the throne and be crowned, and listen to others praise his beauty for a whole hour!

For an hour, I boasted you as a peerless beauty with non-repetitive vocabulary, and even sang!

Two gentlemen who have a correct understanding of their gender, now really want each other to get this fairy treatment, and are dissatisfied with their own beauty.

Dwarves and elves, only half their height, appraised them and let out a loud whoop after a while.

"Your face is 100 points! As expected of you! Princess, your face is very lush and tender, and every part is beautiful!"

"A face with a score of 96! Queen, I'm sorry to see you, your dark circles are too heavy. Although you are not charming, you are a bit too haggard."

"98 points for elegance! Your Royal Highness, you are really amazing!"

"Oh my God, queen, your grace is one hundred percent!"

……

The relationship between the two of them was very tight, and their moods were also ups and downs...

The killing intent towards the judges gradually accumulated.

But the two of them seem to be the only ones who are unhappy in the world, and Gogol outside the mirror laughs happily.

"Hahahaha—you are all really beautiful!"

The "princess" closed her eyes in pain, and finally chose to ask him for help, saying, "Please say 'I want to save the person in the magic mirror'."

Then these goblins will disappear, and Gogol can also drag the people out of the mirror.

Be optimistic and let them out when the other party gets to the shore.

Even if this dude who doesn't seem to be on track releases them now, he has a backup plan.

He underestimated Gogol who didn't know Gogol at this point in time.

And in the next moment, he realized the viciousness of the other party——

"Of course, of course I'd be happy to save you, my friend and my friend's new friend."

Gogol lowered the mirror a little so that those inside could see him in a more central position.

"But before that, can you answer my question? If--if I destroy the mirror, will you not be able to return to the real world?"

His expression is like that of a naive child asking about something he doesn't understand.

But the danger revealed behind made the two people in the mirror startled.

The tone of the ability owner couldn't tell the truth: "No, it will be transferred to other mirrors."

Gogol continued to ask with a spirit of exploration: "Then if I throw the mirror into the sea, will you be drowned?"

He: "... Tuo Sijun, your friend is really... very free, and you didn't even think about what you might be buried with me."

The elf is now crowning the princess and queen with flowers, to test how well they attract butterflies.

And Fyodor still maintained an elegant and polite smile: "After all, he is a free man, isn't he?"

Gogol: "Well said! Tosi-jun, you really deserve to be my best friend! Mr. Dazai is also a first-class good man!"

One-on-one good guy: "So consider taking us to shore safely?"

Gogol: "But the results of randomness are more surprising, aren't they?"

Before his words fell, the mirror split like a spider web from where he was holding it, quickly covering the entire mirror, and exploded after a crisp sound.

The broken glass scratched his handsome face, and he was smiling very happily at the moment.

-

When Osamu Dazai received the news that "only one Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was caught", there was no surprise.

He just went to meet each other in person.

Although Shibusawa Ryuhiko surrendered to the enemy in time and acted as an internal response, the port mafia only provided him with the treatment of a prisoner.

Also kindly did not provide any interrogation and torture services.

This man, as unpredictable as fog, sat quietly in the dark interrogation room.

There is a bright mercury mirror in front of them. When many prisoners see their experiences and embarrassment in the mirror, they will deepen their inner fear and become nervous.

But he just looked at his pale self in the mirror indifferently, and the self in the mirror was also looking at him indifferently.

Those in charge of him were Verlaine, who was in a bad mood because Lantang was arranged to take care of the children, and a female subordinate under Ozaki Momiji - she was responsible for meeting the needs of the "guests", although no one spoke, the etiquette also required in place.

Aiba stood silently beside Verlaine, and couldn't help looking at the guest who was sent into the torture room from the corner of his eye.

He is undoubtedly handsome, even in the port mafia where there are countless beauties, he is not inferior in the slightest.

Waist-length white hair hangs loose behind him, curled up on both sides. He is wearing a black turtleneck sweater inside, and pure white clothes and cape on the outside. Even the golden pendant on his chest is symmetrical. The only asymmetrical part is his left A side lock of hair is braided with a tubular headdress.

Very refined and artistic.

Obviously the dress is considered simple, but it gives people a very rich feeling.

His dull and bored expression made no doubt that he was the kind of person who would throw money and jewels into flames out of boredom.

In terms of temperament, it is like the fog pressed down from the top of the mountain at night, with the confusion of not knowing where to go and the hurtful clamminess.

This man has such inimitable qualities that it is hard to believe that he managed to escape the port mafia for five days with two other prisoners.

Still not caught.

All this is because their Mafia has the most powerful leader in the world.

The door made of special metal made a beeping sound, and then it was pushed open by the guards outside the door, and a man with the exact opposite tone of the prisoner walked in.

He is as handsome as the other two men in the room, dignified and glamorous.

Seeing so many handsome guys in one day, Aiba was almost too excited to maintain his elite seriousness.

When she heard the boss in the organization around her call him "boss", she immediately cast aside her frivolous thoughts - this is not a handsome guy, this is their god! !

Seeing his tweet suddenly, Aiba was so happy that he almost passed out.

She took two deep breaths, and still couldn't help showing a little excitement when she spoke: "Boss."

"Hard."

Osamu Dazai simply nodded in response, and ignored the flowers around her that were almost turning into reality, but looked at Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.

He chatted casually with Verlaine: "Didn't you have a few words with Shibusawa-kun?"

"What's there to talk about?" Verlaine said in a bad tone, "He's a supernatural life form, and he's different from me."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's expression remained unchanged.

He agreed to turn against the water and stand on the side of the port mafia, also because Osamu Dazai provided the "truth" (

Of course, there is also a part of the reason why I was disgusted by the hypocrisy of those two people).

It turned out that the two of them did exactly what the man said, and secretly planned to cheat him together.

Whether he is human or not is not important to him, the important thing is——

"You said before, let me meet the boy who killed me, when will it be fulfilled?"

Aiba poured tea for the boss graciously, looking at Shibusawa Ryuhiko's expression reflected in the mirror, he always felt as if he had met someone of the same kind.

From this point of view, it is the kind of extreme poison that only pushes the chef.

Tsk tsk tsk, it's really hard to tell.

Osamu Dazai: "Of course after I caught someone. Do you have any explanation for the failure of the capture plan?"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: "After your men knocked on the door, they hid in a mirror, and the mirror disappeared."

"Mirror?" Osamu Dazai walked up to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and looked at the mirror that occupied most of the screen in front of him, "What kind of mirror? Please describe it, so we can send people to fish it in the sea."

He already guessed that the mirror was taken by Gogol and taken to sea.

Also guess what Gogol would do with the mirror.

Based on Gogol's feelings for the devil, shouldn't he do something that directly destroys the mirror?

"I don't think there is any need to describe it."

A voice similar to his suddenly appeared, Osamu Dazai looked at the man who looked the same as himself in the mirror, both felt strange to each other, but smiled almost simultaneously.

The other party's smile is polite and tries to express kindness.

His smile was dangerous and mocking.

"Thank you for sending it to your door." The leader of the port mafia clapped his hands and asked people to call the detective and Andersen over.

The expressions of the two people who had been compared beautifully again because of the broken mirror fell silent.

The young man from another world in the mirror complained: "What are you calling so many people for? Are you reading my jokes? After all, we are all Osamu Dazai. What is the difference between reading my jokes and yours?"

He: "But no one will treat us as one."

At least no one he cared about would.

First of all, he showed a confident and self-satisfied expression: "Of course I want to interrogate you. After all, one is a traitor, and the other is a person who boldly pretended to be me and committed crimes."

The man in the mirror began to hurry away from this group of noisy elves and dwarves-it was too embarrassing to be seen by so many people.

Finally, with the help of the magic hands of the two gentlemen and their concerted efforts, they successfully got rid of the selection.

The empty torture room was quickly filled with people.

In the first row sat Andersen, Alice, Angel and the revived Nightingale, Larisa and Estelle.

The newly resurrected victim quickly identified the mastermind behind the scenes.

Nightingale: "Ah, this gentleman suggested that Mr. Linde (a scumbag who likes red roses and white roses) entrust me to find Miss Lanrisa. I mistook you for him earlier."

Ranrisa: "This man asked me if I wanted to die with him."

Estelle: "After my sister told him to get out, he also asked me. Of course, I told him to leave by himself after he figured it out."

The cadres in the second row who heard the news and rushed to watch the play made a "tsk" sound.

Chuya Nakahara: "I didn't expect you in another world to be more of a jerk than you."

Koye Ozaki: "The dream is to die in love with a woman."

The last row of belated detectives interrogated the man in the mirror.

Snow White was asked, "You are obviously a fairy who came to send blessings, why would you do such a thing?": "No Dazai would wish Dazai to live a long and happy life. I am helping him."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to a trough.

Most people looked at him with a bad expression.

Mr. Chief, who was understood, reacted flatly to this, as if the other party was not talking about him, he said: "Don't change the subject, explain who you colluded with and how you committed the crime."

The person in the mirror glanced at the person outside, opened his mouth and was about to say something, when the mirror suddenly cracked.

The person in the mirror also disappeared.

Osamu Dazai turned around, and the huge shattered mirror behind him distortedly reflected the picture, making him look like a demon descended into the world. He smiled and said, "It seems that the traitor is among us."

The two who had just escaped from the beauty contest started the nightmare again.

Those guys who were jointly killed by them were like some artificial mental retardation, repeating what they said twice, and seemed to have no memory of what they had done, but tied them even tighter.

Seeing the person outside the mirror, Fyodor couldn't help asking for help: "Mr. Gojo, can you please rescue us?"

Gojo Satoru outside the mirror hugged his stomach with a smile: "Hahahaha...you are so beautiful!"

Two people:"……"

Stereotype and discriminate against some young white-haired males.