When Outer Gods Meet Rage Gods

Inside a villa in Yokohama.

The light-colored curtains cover the morning light, leaving only a gap to leave mottled light and shadow.

The girl who was still in deep sleep frowned, casually turned over and changed positions, and continued to sleep until the beam of sunlight moved to her eyelids, and Abby, who was stimulated, reluctantly opened his eyes.

The first thing you see is the ceiling of a building. Looking around, there are all kinds of sofa decorations, even the mattress under her is expensive and famous, all of which show that this is a luxury house.

Abby, who was a little dazed just after waking up, blinked and struggled to recall the scene of last night.

The cold wind, money, and Zhongya took her to his house to rest...

Hey, when did Chuya have such a big house?

With doubts in mind, she got up and tidied up her appearance and bed, gently closed the door, and walked out of the bedroom.

Going down the steps to the living room, there was a sandwich and a glass of steaming milk on the dining table, perhaps hearing the movement in the corridor, the kitchen door was pushed open, and the boy in an apron took out a plate of bread and put it on the table. On the table, he said good morning to her.

Looking at Zhongye who was in home clothes, and then at the breakfast prepared by the other party, Abi swallowed: "Zhongye, where is this?"

"Wait, don't you remember?"

Hearing this, Chuya looked at her in surprise, then he pulled the table and chairs away, sat on the chairs and introduced how they came to this villa.

"What! We were picked up by you in this world?" The sandwich in his hand fell to the table, and Abby said a little discouraged, "It's not good, do you think Mr. Dazai knows everything?"

"Don't be so pessimistic, let's have breakfast first." Pushing the bread and jam in front of Abby, he continued, "We may see them later, there is no point in thinking about it."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the [-]-to-[-] cadres of a black-hearted company thought they could finally step into the door of their own home and get a little respite from the pressure of the unscrupulous boss, but accidentally caught two "lost" on the way home cub.

In fact, during the waiting period, Abby and Zhong also sneaked out and walked around while no one was around.

Yokohama is still the same Yokohama, it seems that apart from Osamu Dazai ascending to the throne of the leader in just a few years, everything else is carried out according to the original script.

perhaps.

They have been away from their own world for too long, and they have no idea what kind of city Yokohama will eventually become as it continues to develop.

But one thing is obvious, everything normal is the most abnormal.

Chaldea's detection and Uncle Carter's intelligence will not be wrong, and the black air in that photo is not an illusion. Some kind of problem has already appeared in this world.

The surface is calm, but in fact the dark tide is turbulent.

And they are at the center of the world's changes.

Abbie bowed her head in silence, her falling blond hair blocked her restless eyes.

After bringing the two little ghosts back home, recalling the almost joking words of his boss, as a mature mafia cadre, Nakahara Chuya rubbed his frowning brows wearily, and told himself to educate the children as patiently as possible.

"So, this is not an amusement park for little ghosts. Yokohama is very dangerous."

Taking off the top hat on his head, the adult version of Nakahara Nakaya loosened his neckline, sat casually on the sofa in the living room, and seriously explained to the miniature version of himself and the girl in front of him how dangerous the city of Yokohama was.

After lecturing, he quickly glanced at the two of them, paused and complained in a low voice.

"I don't know where that guy got the news. How are these two brats like me?"

family.

This term is too far away from him, and now his home only accepts his port mafia.

That's it.

"In short, just stay here with peace of mind." Seeing that the young version of himself is still vigilant, Zhong Yuanzhong is not angry, but believes a little in his heart, turning his head and adding, "Since you are my compatriots, I will not treat you What are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly connected a phone and went upstairs quickly.

Only Abby, who had just recovered from his own thoughts, received the inexplicable compatriot card from Zhongyuan Zhong, and Zhong beside him also looked surprised.

But just for a moment, Abby, who has excellent hearing, combined with Nakahara Chuya's whisper just now, half-guessed that this is probably the masterpiece of Mr. Dazai he met in the forest before.

"What exactly is going on?"

Feeling that the development of the matter was becoming more and more confusing, Abby helplessly hugged his head and fell on the cushion of the sofa.

Zhong also looked at her with some amusement, and comforted: "Don't worry, no matter what the mackerel here is thinking, I won't let him hurt you."

At worst, beat him up, he didn't say that.

Subconsciously, his impression of Osamu Dazai is still that he is a bastard who has been angry with him all day long since he was in the sheep organization, and their only cooperation is also irritating in various senses.

but--

Chu also recalled that the adult Osamu Dazai he saw that night only felt a little strange, as if there was an insurmountable gap between them.

Although there may not be as many ghost ideas as the other party, but in terms of intuition, he is confident that he will not lose to others.

This guy isn't planning something bad, is he?

For a moment, the entire living room was silent. Against this background, intermittent voices from upstairs could be faintly heard.

Having become one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, Nakahara Chuya seems to have become more calm and introverted. Of course, there may be reasons why his boss is Osamu Dazai.

Although the edges and corners have been smoothed by the years, Zhong Yuanzhong will still be easily provoked by an unreliable man——

When he first heard about this new order, Zhong Yuanzhong almost suspected that he was overworked and caused auditory hallucinations in his ears.

Considering that there are still people downstairs in his house, he forcefully regained his sanity, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth to reply:

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Their identities have not been confirmed yet, how can they just bring people into Hong Kong and black?!"

The man on the opposite side didn't care about this, and chuckled lightly.

"Didn't I already tell you yesterday, ah, could Feizhong not believe my information, or does he not want to accept new brothers and sisters?"

"That's not the problem!" Zhongyuan Zhong also gradually calmed down. He was silent for a while, and the other party was also waiting quietly.

After a while, he finally spoke, "Is this an order from the leader?"

Almost in the next second, the other party responded.

"Yes."

"I see." After a pause, Zhongya Nakahara continued, "Take them there now."

As for what happened next, with him and Yin staying in the chief's office together, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Hearing this sentence, the leader on the other end of the phone stopped breathing for a moment, and then calmly issued an order as usual.

"No, tomorrow, I have something to do today."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Cadre, who just got off work, didn't feel happy and relaxed at all.

At least Dazai's good brain is the only advantage, and he can only choose to trust the other party's decision, as usual.

Ignoring the uneasiness and doubts in his heart as much as possible, Nakahara Nakaya lifted his feet and walked towards the stairs.

……

The Yokohama Port Mafia dominates the Kanto region, making both peers and the government helpless.

After undergoing two leadership changes, it grew rapidly at an astonishing rate under the rule of the current mafia leader Osamu Dazai, becoming an almost unshakable huge organization.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the dazed Abby was picked up from the bed by Mr. Zhongyuan, and slipped to the Pentagon, the rumored symbol of the port mafia.

?

She blinked, followed Nakahara Chuya with a dazed expression, passed the closely deployed guards unimpededly, and walked towards the interior of the building.

Nakaya, who was on the left and right with Abby, quietly looked at the building that theoretically was the second time he stepped into the building. The number of guards and the atmosphere were very different from those he had seen when Mori Ogai was the leader.

Is this the future of the port mafia in a world where mackerel is the boss?

There was no sound in the surrounding area, only the "da da" sound of their group stepping on the floor, and the armed mafia personnel who passed by from time to time nodded to Zhongya Zhongya, who seemed to have an unusual identity.

In such an environment, Abby did not dare to ask rashly.

After finally following Nakahara Chuya into the elevator, she immediately asked carefully: "Well, Mr. Nakahara, why are we here?"

Could it be that the identities of the two of them were discovered by Mr. Dazai just because they met each other the day before yesterday?

No, no, no matter what, they would never guess that they came here from another world, Abby shook his head, comforting himself.

Lowering his head, he saw the little blond girl by his side, like a frightened little squirrel, carefully observing her surroundings. Only then did Nakahara Chuya remember his brain-twitching decision that he hadn't told them to his boss.

He knelt down and looked at the girl at the same level, and explained in a soft voice as much as possible: "Don't worry, it's just that my boss said he wanted to see you."

No, more worrying.

Abby froze on the spot, his head was in a mess, and suddenly he felt a warm touch on the back of his hand, and when he turned his head to look, Chuya held her hand tightly.

Unbelievably, her mood gradually calmed down, as if the soles of her feet were stepping on cotton, she silently drew closer to each other and smiled back, successfully reaping the boy's slightly hot side face and red ears.

During the interaction, Zhongyuan Zhong also led them to a room on the top floor. He solemnly knocked on the door panel, and before saying his name, the door opened from the inside.

A young girl stood behind the door. At first glance, she looked unpopular, but she looked more like a delicate-looking doll than a girl.

Obviously, the other party is someone who is also known in the Central Plains.

He was very surprised, frowned and asked, "Yin, why did you come out?"

The girl named Silver didn't answer the question, but just repeated the leader's order blankly.

"The leader's new order, the two of us are on standby outside, and no one is allowed to enter except them."

"..." He looked back at the miniature version of himself and the little girl with blond hair, snorted softly, and stood obediently outside the door.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw incomprehension and doubt in each other's eyes.

The behavior of this Dazai Osamu is really unreasonable due to the relationship of just a one-sided relationship.

But now, if they want to leave again, it will arouse the vigilance and suspicion of the other party. They pushed open the door and walked slowly inside.