The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

During dinner, Rimbaud came back from the outside with his arms tucked in, with a weak look that he was about to lie down and be sent to the ICU: "I'm freezing to death..."

There were two people sitting at the small round table for guests in the office. There was a curry in front of Oda Sakunosuke, and Mori Yuki was eating bread with beetroot soup.

"Are you back?" Seeing that his lips were purple from the cold, they quickly moved to make room.The red-haired young man got up and went out, and came back with a small metal bucket after a while: "Someone made some mulled wine."

The steaming red wine exuded a strong smell of cinnamon. Rimbaud held the glass and warmed his hands while sipping. It took a long time before he recovered: "Thank you so much, Oda!"

The latter's attention has been completely attracted by Curry, and there is no response at all.On the other hand, Mori Yuki smashed the bread into the bottom of the bowl with a fork, holding his chin and asking: "Was it a loss or was it a win?"

"Hmph." Rimbaud raised his eyes proudly: "Under normal circumstances, one-on-one, how could I lose to Paul."

For gravity manipulation to work, it must be in direct or indirect contact with the target.Either control the gravity of the opponent in your own hands, or manipulate other objects to strike.However, [Colorful Painting Collection] simply cuts another space directly, and is separated from each other by a dimensional wall, which cannot be touched or hit, and victory will surely be won if it is dragged to the end.

Unless Verlaine attacked from behind, otherwise he would not be able to defeat Rimbaud who had no chance of getting close.

Mori Yuki admitted that she has supernatural powers, but she basically doesn't use them in front of others, showing a clear expression: "I see."

In the world of combat, she's definitely at a disadvantage, but that doesn't mean there's no other way to win.

Rimbaud suddenly realized that he seemed to have dug a big hole for others, blinked, shut his mouth and drank his mulled wine——as long as the unlucky one is not me, I don't care who falls into her hands.

Sure enough, in June, the PortMafia branch in Russia received an order from the Yokohama headquarters.This standard-format official document did not use a single strong word throughout, but the meaning expressed was completely undeniable: Yuki Mori, the head of the North Country Branch, must return to Yokohama before the end of the month, otherwise it will be regarded as a defection.

After receiving the transfer order, the girl watched from the beginning to the end, and flicked her fingers in a good mood: "It must have caused Mr. Mori a lot of trouble from the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

Dad would be so polite when he was under pressure, otherwise he would at least mention Rimbaud's life and death, but he didn't at all.

Sakunosuke Oda, who was counting her luggage and preparing to report back to the headquarters with her boss, said silently in her heart——Aren’t you the one who knows best where those troubles come from?

What he didn't know was that as the Ministry of Internal Affairs' special infiltrating investigator stationed in PortMafia, Yuki Mori took this salary with peace of mind.

Since receiving relevant information from Osamu Dazai in April, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has cooperated with the Metropolitan Police Department to carry out several "purification of social atmosphere" operations based on the information in the past two months, and each time has new gains.Not to mention digging up this kind of nonsense, but it did turn over a few old debts of Mori Ogai in the red light district.

The young public relations officer has been pulled out several times.

"Next, my dear father will probably hope to use the close relationship with the old family to put pressure on the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so as to obtain the supernatural business license he has wanted for a long time." She grabbed the transfer order in her hand into a mess of waste paper Throw it away: "I hope he chooses me an unlucky guy who can at least look good."

Oda Sakunosuke remained silent, not wanting to provoke the eldest lady to lose her temper at this time.

The eldest lady, who has been away from Yokohama for two years, will take a flight from Moscow and arrive at Tokyo Haneda Airport in the near future.On the day the leader's office released the news, PortMafia quickly fell into heated discussions.

——It is said that the eldest lady is innocent, pure, beautiful, clean-eyed, delicate and frail, that's why she was sent to Russia by the leader to recuperate.

——Don't listen to his nonsense, someone saw with his own eyes two years ago that pestering Missy, she was kicked out of the bedroom early in the morning by the Missy, the leader must have sent her away to protect the Missy from the claws of evil.

- You are all farts!The leader is just thinking about his daughter, and wants to see if the eldest lady is well recently.

——Missy is 15 years old, and she will be [-] at the end of the year. This time she came back for a wedding, so don't make wild guesses.

Anyway, if you are idle when you are not on a mission, you are also idle, and chatting together is just for team building. Who said that the old men are not rich enough to chew their tongues?

I see you guys are so idle!

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked into the headquarters building with the documents that needed to appear as the leader, and heard all kinds of gossip about Miss PortMafia along the way.He has absolutely no interest in a weak girl he has never met, even if she is Mori Ogai's biological daughter.

Alas... When will this kind of life be the end.

The young man sighed in his heart. The gemstone business that he deals with every day has brought huge profits to the organization, but this is not enough to help him stand out as the first cadre of the new generation, nor can it protect the secrets he longs to know from being kept secret at any time. fall into the hands of others.

Especially that nasty mackerel.

"Boss, please see me in the Central Plains."

The boy came outside the chief's office, and after explaining his purpose, the guard told him that the boss was not on this floor.

"Missy is coming back soon. The main department was just completed and the old department was being demolished, so she has a bedroom here. The boss said that now that we have a new dormitory for members, we always ask the girls to live in the dark building." It's too embarrassing, so I'm moving down here for the eldest lady."

The guard's expression was indescribable, as if he was trying to hide the desire to complain.

The boy was silent for a moment, then stood sideways to the other side of the corridor: "It's okay, I'll wait here for a while."

What kind of girl can be so pampered and pampered by Mr. Mori?

Yuki, Snow, very cute names.

She must be an extremely cute girl to be popular among the generally distorted PortMafia crowd.Miss Hongye, Mr. Guangjin, the leader, everyone can't help but smile when they mention her... Even mackerel always proudly shows off his close relationship with her in front of him.

It's none of my business, I don't know her, I just want to become a cadre as soon as possible and get the confidential information promised by Mr. Sen.I'm not envious, not at all!Absolutely not!

The boy switched legs to support the center of gravity, and repeated this several times until the elevator leading directly to the chief's office heard the sound.

Hearing the sound, the guard in the office hurriedly adjusted his posture and stood upright. Soon the elevator door opened wide, and Mori Ogai led his supernatural life form out, followed by Hirotsu Liulang.

"This time, Yuki doesn't have to act coquettishly and insist on changing the color of the bedroom. Hey, why doesn't she like pink? Pink and tender are so suitable for her!" The leader of PortMafia said in a pretentious voice, "Thank you dad~ Even I really want to hear such a soft tone from my daughter..."

"BOSS? BOSS!" Hirotsu Yanagi noticed the boy standing by the wall who seemed to be waiting for a long time, and reminded Mori Ogai.However, he was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself: "Little Yuki is so cute! Although she always quarrels with me, there is no way, I can only forgive her, hey, I am such a useless father ..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

It seems to understand why the eldest lady wants to quarrel with the boss?

After expressing a lot of feelings out of thin air, Mr. Mori withdrew his hand: "Oh, so it's Mr. Chuya, what's the matter?"

"The report on gem transactions this quarter, BOSS." He lowered his head and replied respectfully.

The door of the chief's office opened slowly, and the black-haired man returned to normal, and greeted the young man with an elegant and calm smile: "So that's how it is, please come in."

There is an extra European-style round table and a few chairs in the corner of the chief's office. It is said that the eldest lady liked to sit here for afternoon tea in the past.Now these are the ones that the Black Lizards had re-arranged before she came back, and Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't help but look at them a few more times—it's a delicate and luxurious style, and the handmade lace tablecloth is more expensive than ordinary people's clothes.

"Report... eh? Does Nakaya-kun think it looks good too? Great, you will definitely get along well with Yuki." Mori Owai looked at the proceeds from the gem business, and thought about this young man who abducted into PortMafia after all his efforts. Very satisfied.

If only he could surrender completely, be completely loyal to this organization.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked away, with a calm expression: "The list of hostile forces that have been dealt with in the past three months is at Sister Hongye's. If there is no other order, I will not bother you."

"Put it on the table and go back to rest. Thank you for your hard work." Mori Ogai allowed him to leave work. Halfway through the boy's walk, he suddenly heard him ask: "Is the relationship with other young people okay recently? If there is any embarrassment, you can always tell me."

At this time, Mori Ogai didn't look like a leader at all, but more like a warm-hearted life mentor.Zhong Yuanzhong also bowed gratefully: "Thank you, I'm fine."

The boy turned and left, and the middle-aged man watched his back for a long time.

Yuki abided by the tacit understanding between them and cut off any possibility of Rimbaud meeting with Chuya Nakahara.Even so, he still can't rest assured... People's hearts cannot be trusted, and people's hearts cannot be guessed.As a transcendent, Rimbaud is indeed an asset to PortMafia, and at the same time, it is also an occasional bomb that can overturn the foundation.

Regardless of the influence he may have on the Central Plains, if one day the European Ability Agency learns about the information and uses this matter to question the island country, PortMafia will face a very passive situation just for this one thing.Therefore, he had to find an opportunity to exclude his daughter from the PortMafia system, so that she would have no time to take care of herself, so that she would no longer be able to be distracted and take care of Rimbaud's life and death.

The situation had to be complicated enough, it had to be a field she was completely unfamiliar with, and the person she was facing couldn't be deduced with common sense, otherwise the containment effect would not be achieved at all.

—— Yuki would never easily leak the news that Rimbaud was still alive, which also gave him room to maneuver.

Mori Ogai pressed an old blue flip phone back and forth with his fingers to make a decision.

On June 29th, the gem auction in the first half of the year was successfully concluded, and Chuya Zhongya took a car to return to the headquarters to submit a report.When he walked out of the trading hall and went outdoors, he saw that the black car that he usually worked diligently to pick up and drop off was torn in half by two people like a cardboard box and discarded on the street.One of the young men in a white suit and hat raised his head and smiled and said, "It's really slow to come out, my...brother."

He doesn't have any memories of before the age of eight, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who has always had a good memory after the age of eight, doesn't think he will have an elder brother who is obviously a foreigner.Before he could react, another person who tore up the car also made a voice: "Mr. Zhongyuan, I am Adam, and the master ordered me to come to protect your safety."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

What is going on with this embarrassing plot that makes people get goosebumps and feels uncomfortable?

The sound of police sirens came from far and near, and the young man who claimed to be "brother" curled his lips: "I will come to visit you again, hurry up and say goodbye to your friends, next time I will take you away."

After speaking, he quickly disappeared, and Adam also ran away.Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about chasing them, so he stayed where he was and dealt with the scouts who came to find fault with him, and then went to the headquarters to report with a bad look on his face.

Those who come are not good, and those who are kind do not come, it is impossible for him to hide it, and he cannot hide it.

The temporarily called car stopped smoothly in front of the main gate of PortMafia, and Nakahara Nakaya got out of the car.At a glance, he saw a slender and tall black-haired girl standing under the steps, looking up at the huge "M" letter inlaid on the terrace on the first floor.

The girl was wearing a knee-length dress, and Prussian blue, a special color for school uniforms, made her skin fair.She looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned around.Even though it was midsummer, Zhongyuan Zhongye felt a chill like ice and snow pouring down his head, and soon he turned his face away in embarrassment - she smiled, and her purple eyes rippled like spring ice breaking.

Wait, purple?

The orange-haired boy stepped forward boldly: "Miss?"

Yuki Mori: This is Mr. Rimbaud's sweetheart, and I finally see myself.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" The girl's voice was soft like a warbler's cry, with a sharp end, full of curiosity.

Sure enough, she is a very, very cute girl, but she is a bit tired looking up...

"Chuya Zhongyuan, I'm Chuya Zhongyuan, you haven't seen me before." Introducing herself with uncontrollable mouth, the girl stopped smiling as soon as the words fell, and her eyes became cold again: "Oh, so you are Zhongyuan Zhongya Also, I get it."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

It seems that she has never been provoked, why does this proud girl look at her with hostile eyes?

"Miss Yuki..."

While speaking, a red-haired young man came out from the porch, followed by Dazai Osamu who was dressed in black: "Yeah, let me see who is here?"

"Your room has been arranged in another place... The leader said that a surprise has been prepared, and he asked you to go and have a good rest first, and we will talk about tomorrow if you have anything to do." Oda Sakunosuke paused: "I will go and arrange your luggage for you."

Osamu Dazai stayed behind, and Yuki Asamori opened his hand: "Haha! Why don't you grow any longer!"

The girl whose altitude never changed after entering puberty smiled and stepped forward to hug him. As soon as they touched each other, they immediately stood away: "I brought you bitter chocolate."

She stroked her hair with her backhand seemingly unintentionally, and she held the boy's sleeve with her little white hand and whispered softly to him: "Why are you hurt again?"

"Thank you so much." The boy with one eye always gloomy smiled the other beautiful eye into a crescent moon: "You're not at home, I'm so bored by myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he withdrew his hand and straightened her long hair that was blown by the sea breeze.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was left alone for a while, also blushed for the two guys who had no sense of distance, turned and walked towards the glass door on the other side—maybe those rumors are true?

But Osamu Dazai refused to let him go, and a teasing provocative voice sounded from behind: "Oh! The short-legged puppy is too short, so I didn't notice it."

"You bastard--!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his voice and roared. The black-haired boy who had begun to gain an advantage in height pulled the girl to him: "Miss, this is the little stray dog ​​I told you, I picked it up from outside with my own hands~"

Being stared at by two pairs of completely different but inexplicably similar eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong also took half a step back, and his hair exploded visible to the naked eye: "What do you want?!"

"Look! Does it look like it!? Does it look like it!" Dazai Zhizhi was overjoyed, the girl patted him coquettishly, turned around and walked up to Chuya Nakahara in accordance with European etiquette: "Hello."

"You!" The orange-haired boy blushed again, and quickly fled the scene on both hands and feet, with bursts of arrogant and wicked laughter coming from behind him.

"That's scaring me away!" Seeing that the person escaped faster than a rabbit, Mori Yuki had no introspection at all: "Is he really brought by Sister Hongye?"

The orange-haired boy who ran away had two notes on his back, which were "fool" and "idiot".

"It's fun like this, don't you also enjoy it." Osamu Dazai spread his hands: "You want to live next door to me, and all the original things have already been moved in. Let's go, I'll show you."

The container outside has now become his private safe house. Now that the interesting person is back, he doesn't refuse to be a neighbor with her to watch the excitement every day.

Mori Yuki was noncommittal, and followed him into a special car.

After 10 minutes, they came to a certain mansion.

Well, it was the building that Mr. Rimbaud occupied at the beginning.Anyway, he is now stationed in Russia and does not plan to return to the island country. It seems that Mr. Mori used waste, repaired it, and took out the house as a member dormitory.

Oda Sakunosuke was dragging up and down to salute, and Mori Yuki stepped up the stairs against the cold eyes of everyone in the porch.Osamu Dazai walked beside her with the same expression on his face.

This group of... chess pieces that are about to be discarded.

On the sunny side of the second floor, in front of a beige door, the black-haired boy pointed to the right: "I live here, and there is a kennel over there."

Mori Yuki raised his hand and gestured "Understand": "Come here later to get the chocolate."

"Don't wait any longer, don't you need to be jet-lagged? How about playing a game!" Osamu Dazai took out the PSN from his pocket, and the girl turned her head to think: "It's okay, come in."

The door was closed, and the young people who had been waiting here to observe the young lady exchanged glances one after another.

Being able to play with that unpopular guy Dazai Osamu, apart from the eight words "beautiful as a flower, delicate body and weak" in the description of the young lady, there is probably not even a comma related to her.

In the evening, Nakahara returned to the dormitory from the headquarters. As soon as he opened the door, he felt a familiar cold feeling on his head: "Stop playing, if you have something to do, just say it's all right and get out."

"Eh? Aren't you curious? We saw Missy today~"

The young man behind him put away his gun, and several other people also appeared from the darkness: "It doesn't look like Hongye cadre at all, it looks so weak!"

"Whether I'm weak or not is none of your business. I don't want to discuss this. I have nothing to say and I'm going to rest." Lowering his head to cover up the sudden dryness, Zhong Yuanzhong said in a bad mood: "You don't do anything during the day. !"

As we were talking here, there was a sudden loud noise from the next door, followed by a few bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bangs, Osamu Dazai cried out in tears: "You bullied me as soon as you came back! I'm going to report to Mr. Mori!"

Immediately afterwards, the voices of German, Russian and French were obviously belonging to the eldest lady: "@#%#￥￥%...￥%[email protected]#￥@#￥@￥"

Although she couldn't understand, the tone of her voice was strong enough for the audience to understand her anger.

After a while, the other side became quiet again, and the five people on Zhongyuan Zhongye's side fell into an unspeakable silence.

"Well, the eldest lady is a person with personality, we should first look at the leader's attitude before deciding how we will get along with her in the future."

The public relations officer laughed, the tear mole at the corner of his eye was extremely alluring.

Several people were thinking about each other, and after saying good night to each other, they left Zhongyuan Zhongya's room.When they passed by the house so close to Osamu Dazai that no one would normally live in it, they couldn't help slowing down, the looming sound of the engine accelerating came to their ears, and the girl roared angrily: "You can't always stop Driving to the side of the road? Then you want to die and play a single machine for me! Don't drag me down and be ridiculed with you!"

It turned out to be playing games...

Strange people really get together with strange people, the eldest lady is really a weird person.

The next morning, Oda Sakunosuke stood at Mori Yuki’s door and knocked on Mori Yuki’s door for 10 minutes before getting a response. In fact, it can’t be said that it’s too early. If you don’t get up at 10:30 in the morning, you should lie down and think about lunch.The other young members of the organization, up, down, left, and right, have already put into work, only these two doors that are incompatible with everyone are still standing still.

Osamu Dazai, who lives next door, popped his head out to say hello, and after a while Mori Yuki opened the door with a yawn: "Morning, Oda, what are your plans for today?"

"Morning..." He paused, and crossed out a few things from his notebook as if nothing had happened: "You are going to see Mr. Mori before lunch, and if everything goes well, I have an appointment with Miss Hongye for tea in the afternoon."

Compared with the dizzying schedule of the Russian branch, this is completely a strike state of complete abandonment.

"After afternoon tea, I went to Chinatown for a stroll. I wanted to eat steamed buns, almond tofu... and eight-treasure rice."

The girl narrowed her eyes: "If you are free, spread out the gifts for me. From today onwards, it will be my paid vacation."

Osamu Dazai with messy hair clung to the door frame and squealed with laughter.