The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

"When did there become such a fat cat in the yard!"

Verlaine stared at the mother and son in the Zen courtyard and came back from a walk. When he entered the door, he saw Mori Yuki holding a boiled egg yolk in his hand and shaking it from side to side to tease the gas tank.The raccoon pattern pattern on the cat's body is clearly visible, because it is too fat and exploded too obviously.

The girl intentionally hung the egg yolk where the cihuamao could see it but couldn't reach it, and it meowed anxiously: "What do you mean? It was brought in by another cat."

"Did the cat choose to sacrifice its own kind to escape your clutches?" The young man flicked the cat's butt, and there was a solid "bang bang" sound.The girl seemed to recall something interesting, and squinted her eyes: "It's a rare and beautiful breed cat, so silly."

Verlaine: "...it's too fat!"

As he said that, he couldn't help reaching out for the RUA cat, and the little Zenyuanhui who came out after sending his mother back to the bedroom couldn't help squatting beside him, staring at the cat's pointed fur ears and the round back of the head with longing eyes.

"Let's play with you."

Mori Yuki handed over the egg yolk in his hand to the child, and the gas tank quickly followed the smell, circling and sticking to his legs, making a delicate begging sound that was completely opposite to the image from his throat.

"When will Rimbaud come back? Seeing that the weather is getting colder and colder, he needs a fireplace and wine!" Verlaine couldn't help thinking: "It would be great if I could spend Christmas with my brother this year."

"For Christmas, I suggest you look forward to next year. This year I can only give you a free Mr. Rimbaud." The girl's eyes followed the cat's tail and jumped back and forth: "I should rest for a few days when I get the business license for the supernatural power." .”

She will not always be in a pinned position, only to free up some operating space first, so that she can slowly lay out the chess pieces.

The presence of her father made her feel increasingly restrained, and Mr. Mori must have realized the threat from young people.You must know that she is not the only one among the high-level officials of PortMafia who shows her fangs. The leader will definitely choose someone he thinks is suitable for "punishment" to reassure people's hearts.

Then give him this chance.

Verlaine didn't make another sound, he stared intently at the cihuamao who finally got the egg yolk from the boy.

—— Mori Yuki is a good partner, she believes in equivalent exchange, as long as she pays enough, she will definitely get what she wants.This is a very reassuring quality, and you don't have to worry about losing money on your investment.

Sure enough, within a few days, Zenyuan Shier suddenly brought a few orphans from Yokohama to Kyoto on an urgent basis.Seeing his wife Mei's condition obviously improved, the young man was overjoyed and turned around and ran back to Yokohama with all his strength. A few days later, he brought back Rimbaud and Oda Sakunosuke who were dying and almost breathless.

"That black-haired brat is so vicious that he is smoking! He was almost cheated to death, bah!"

Even the strongest gangster can't stand the heavy weapons that can be called washing the floor—the Yokohama people are so crazy, and the young lady looks quiet and elegant in comparison.

"I believe you also left some color for him as I arranged."

For Dazai's ability to make troubles, Mori Yuki knows all too well.While acknowledging each other's strengths, they suspect each other. They can't cooperate well, but they can always predict each other's action plans and try to hold each other back.

Zenyuan Shier showed his fangs with a smile: "Yes, the taste is absolutely good, enough for him to savor it in bed for a month."

I don't know what the relationship between the eldest lady and that black hair is, and I want to kill the other party when I become ruthless, and when the knife is on the throat, I want to leave a glimmer of life.

"That's how it is. At least I won't have to listen to his sarcastic and sarcastic voice this month. In addition, the doctor Mrs. Zun needs has accepted the invitation, and will fly over from the United States next month to re-diagnose her, and... Congratulations on officially becoming a member of PortMafia, welcome, Mr Shire."

She stretched out her right hand forward, and Chanyuan Shier patted it lightly.

With the treatment of the special ability [cup], the wounded quickly returned to normal and lively.Verlaine was the first to kidnap Rimbaud and ran out every day, saying that he wanted to find an eye-catching tree to bring back to prepare for Christmas.Oda Sakunosuke was silent for a long time after seeing the orphans he adopted, and wiped his face and knocked on Mori Yuki's bedroom door to invite her to go out for a walk together.

"I always feel that if I don't come to you now, I may never find you again in the future."

The red-haired young man in a sand-colored windbreaker left the most impression on Mori Yuki, either from the back of the car or the appearance of fishing.Even in Russia, he still maintains a wandering expression when he is surrounded by a group of flaming men. No one can guess whether this person will snore and fall asleep in the next second or suddenly open his eyes to be alert.

Mori Yuki was wearing a plain everyday dress, with a scarf that he picked up casually before going out on his shoulders.Walking in the misty mountains, the dew slowly condenses on the hair tips to form crystal clear "pearls" one after another.With a smile, she bent down and folded a dandelion fur ball and held it in her hand, turning around to help it shake off the small umbrellas that had absorbed too much water and couldn't fly.

"Why do you think so? After finishing the chores here in Kyoto, I will have to go back to Yokohama sooner or later. I can't find it."

The girl childishly raised her arms and waved them up and down, until the dandelion finally had only its bare base left.

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke chased after the dandelion seeds that soon fell into the soil for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Miss Yuki, I was fired, is that so?"

"That's right, Oda." Yuki threw away the grass stalk in his hand, and his voice was so sweet that it could almost flow honey: "You have been fired. I, Alice Vergent, the head of PortMafia's Russian branch, announce At this moment, Oda Sakunosuke will be expelled from the organization and will never be hired."

"That's really bad... It hurts to think about the means of organizing and punishing those who escaped." He smiled hoarsely: "Two feet and three shots, please work hard."

Expulsion is a new life, and the door of that pitch-black building will be closed to him forever, and everyone inside will be left in the past.From now on, the positions are opposite, and there will be no chance to drive around to buy the romance she wants to see for the young lady.

So, there is probably no possibility of seeing her again in the future.

The girl tilted her head, and took out the C-Lo-Gra from under the scarf to open the insurance.The gunshots echoed in the mountains, and the maple tree that had been shot three times for no reason shook off the red leaves.She smiled and stretched out her foot to kick him twice: "Raising children is hard work, and I finally don't have to pay your salary that far exceeds my contribution."

"It's difficult to find a job again at this age..." Oda Sakunosuke seriously joked, and Mori Yuki also gave him an idea very seriously: "Why don't you ask the amazing Ango? He wants to get you, but Almost lost his life in Europe."

"Be sure to treat him to a meal later." The red-haired young man sighed, "I can't believe it. At the beginning, I just accepted a task that seemed easy to complete from the leader. In this way?"

The orders given to him by the eldest lady from Kyoto were scattered and fragmented, and it was difficult to see any logic between them. Out of trust in her, he chose to follow them, and then miraculously arrived at the right place at the right time every time. opponents within their capabilities.

The only unexpected thing was Dazai's sudden appearance, which allowed Zhongyuan Zhong, who came to "clean up the door" with "evidence", to fully activate the ability without any scruples.Mr. Rimbaud seemed to be old with the orange-haired boy, and frequently made mistakes that were substandard in this kind of deadly battle.If it weren't for the timely support of the black-haired young man at the end, maybe this newly promoted cadre would choose to take the initiative to die under Dazai's persuasion.

To be honest, Oda Sakunosuke also felt that it was a good thing for Dazai to be beaten, and he really owed it a little this time.

Half of Yokohama was torn to pieces by this battle of supernatural powers, and Nakahara also established himself as the ceiling of PortMafia's combat power in one fell swoop.On the face of it, the eldest lady has lost a close cadre and a loyal bodyguard one after another, and even her ex-boyfriend has turned against her. It can be said that she is only one step away from bankruptcy.

But the actual situation... At least she has gained the complete trust and full support of the two transcendents, and she has also got rid of a weakness that is not suitable for continuing to stay in PortMafia.

But Mr. Mori still has a card in his hand that can decide the outcome - the young lady's affection for her mother is surprisingly deep.

"If you were left alone in the dark night, it would be too lonely." His sudden exclamation caused Yuki Mori to chuckle: "It's actually very simple for me to change my position, such as you Oda."

She lowered her eyes so that no one could see her lonely expression at the moment: "If Dazai wants to kill me or the orphans you adopted, Oda, you can only save the other side in time. You know he can definitely do it, then you Choose who to save?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

This can't be chosen, it's not suitable to choose anyone.

Before he could give an answer, he heard the girl next to him relieved: "Look, you hesitated, you would choose to save those orphans. But out of morality, you think it's not appropriate to put me in danger. Yes As far as I'm concerned, it's a rather embarrassing situation, and I'd rather you not hesitate."

"Probably only Miss Vergent in this world is willing to love me unreservedly, if she is not insane." She raised her head with a smile, looking at the sky through the rain-soaked maple leaves, "Because she is a mother, Instinct and genes dictate that she must love her children."

In the end, Yuki Mori waved his hand casually, and turned his head mechanically: "It's okay, I'm used to being the one who is always picked out."

This kind of thing, no matter how you think about it, you shouldn't get used to it!

Oda Sakunosuke stopped, frowned and looked down at the girl pretending to be strong: "Don't think like this, you deserve the best. Others missed you for various reasons, it must be their own reasons. You have to believe, That person has already set off, perhaps on his way to approach you quickly..."

Before the words were finished, there was a loud noise in the bushes beside the trail, and a figure broke through the branches and leaves and came into the sight of the two.The boy was close to 1.8 meters tall, and his white hair hung limply on his forehead with dampness.He rushed out of the maple forest in shock, not noticing that the hem of the bathrobe was still stained with mud.An unsettling and dangerous factor followed, but when he saw Mori Yuki standing there, the atmosphere became relaxed again, as if a few thunderclaps sounded in the sky, and then the sky cleared up.

Huh... It's okay, it's okay, nothing happened that couldn't be saved in time.

I wanted to take the opportunity to sneak to the other courtyard of the Chanyuan family, but I heard three gunshots on the way.

It really doesn't matter if it's a curse spirit, whoever meets him will die, but with a gun, it can only be a human being.

For a moment, his mind was filled with the social headlines that were played when his tribe screened out suspicious cases, and he went straight to where the sound came from.The young man seemed to have forgotten the no-lower-limit technique handed down by the Gojo family. He bumped away the obstructing plants all the way, and then saw Yuki Mori standing under a tree in daily attire and listening to people talking.

He completely ignored Oda Sakunosuke, who took up quite a lot of space, and flew towards the girl whose back was facing him like a hungry cat rushing for food.

"?"

The person who turned around and saw a sudden change in sight angle was replaced by Mori Yuki, and before he could react, Oda Sakunosuke's face was completely blocked by the boy's back.He seemed to have mistaken the perpetrator, mistaking the red-haired youth for his opponent, and behaving like a wary feline.

"Uh, that?"

Fortunately, Oda Sakunosuke was finally noticed by him.

The white-haired boy used one arm to push back Mori Yuki, who was trying to explain with his head popped out. With a slight movement of his forearm, Oda Sakunosuke quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Misunderstanding!"

【Tian YiSeamless】Tell him that this is the only way out.

Something seemed to graze his cheek, and finally made a big hole in the mossy slope.

"..."

The red-haired young man turned his head to look at the earth pit that appeared out of nowhere, at the employer who had just fired him, and at the white-haired young man who was trying hard to block his employer.He is about 15 years old, with a thin body, white hair and blue eyes, so exquisite and beautiful that people can't help but doubt his race.

It seems... what's the matter?

"Why are you here?"

Mori Yuki poked the muscles on Gojo Satoru's back from behind, and the boy scratched with his backhand without any tension: "Don't poke, itchy!"

"Ask you?" She didn't show any restraint at all, she raised her finger and continued to poke, but was grabbed and squeezed: "Passing by!"

The finger escaped, and then someone tapped lightly on the back, probably on the forehead?He is like a cat whose hind legs have been touched, shrinking his neck while turning around and glaring at the person who dares to make fun of him: "..."

Mori Yuki raised his head and stared back at his gaze: "Do you think I believe it?"

"Forehead……"

Oda Sakunosuke only felt that it was a bit redundant to appear here, he put down his raised hand, and made a sound to try to attract the attention of the two people with wide eyes: "If there is nothing else, I will go back and take the children first Leaving, Zixuan Curry Shop can no longer accommodate people, but there is always a place to temporarily accommodate them."

child?

Gojo Gojo's ears were pricked up, he looked around twice, especially staring at Sakunosuke Oda up and down several times, and finally he was half-believing and had nothing to say: "Huh? Is this... brother?"

"That's right, this is my useless brother who always fishes during working hours and gets fired from the club and kicked out of the house by the way!" Mori Yuki deliberately teased him, the boy obviously took this joke seriously, Regardless of the huge racial difference between her and Oda Sakunosuke: "Ahahahahaha, brother, go slowly, brother goodbye! Come to visit another day!"

Hello brother, anyway, it's better to be a brother than an ex-boyfriend!

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

It's better to say goodbye, I don't want to become the IQ depression of Mr. Mori's family.

"Goodbye." There was some sympathy in his politeness, he touched his pocket and turned to leave - he suddenly wanted to have a longevity cigarette, or a lemon drop would be nice.

In order to celebrate being dismissed successfully, how about taking the children to have a curry meal...?

Contrary to the heavy mood when he came, the red-haired young man put his hands in his coat pockets as he walked, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.There was a chatter between the girl deliberately bullying the boy and him from behind. It was obvious that the two were willing to fight the other—Miss Yuki did not use her rich and colorful vocabulary here, and the strange boy also restrained his superior words. strength and temper.

Although they are not like gentle people, at least they take the initiative to put away their thorns when facing each other.

This rainy autumn is finally coming to an end, and I don't think we need to wait too long for the snow-condensed flowers to bloom on the treetops.

Where will the night of Yokohama go in the future?Although unimaginable at the moment, it is not impossible to expect.

Autumn is short and winter comes after the rain stops.

The leader of PortMafia finally obtained the long-awaited business license from the Supernatural Special Affairs Division. Perhaps because he didn't want to face his daughter's anger, Mr. Mori didn't dare to urge her to find a way to break off the marriage contract with the Zenyuan family as soon as possible, let alone return to Yokohama to do business. Life——Oda Sakunosuke's life and death aside, Rimbaud's meaning to the child is likely to be more important than his biological father.

She was willing to spend [-] million to buy his life for the man who was not loyal to PortMafia, and even went to a foreign country to open up a new market, just to find a living space for him to settle down.

It is absolutely impossible to say that it is neither sour nor tasty, but Mori Ogai himself knows very well that he has not done anything for his daughter.The few moments of warmth between father and daughter are also mixed with countless interests. It seems that they have nothing to say without some work-related matters.Especially after Dazai went abroad, she didn't even bother to bring greetings when she wrote a report to the leader.

However, in the end Rimbaud "died" at the hands of Chuya and Dazai who suddenly returned to China. Behind the actions of these two people, we can more or less see signs from a higher authority.It can be seen from the injuries suffered by Dazai that the young black cat finally showed its fangs and claws, and gave the leader a counterattack, and warned him that she still has other chess pieces in her hand.

——Osamu Dazai was seriously injured because he was the only disciple of Mori Ogai.But he didn't die in the end, probably related to Mori Ogai being the biological father of little Alice Vergent.

How sad, as a father, the only trump card in a game of chess with his daughter is blood relationship... Maybe next time, she will step on herself to climb up the stairs and finally grab PortMafia in her hands.Confirming that Dazai, who is still lying in the ICU and has not regained consciousness, is not in danger of life, Mr. Mori looked at the phone in silence for a long time, and did not call Mori Yuki's number.

Not long after, out of compensation that the "leader" had to express, Guangjin Liulang led a motorcade to drive from Yokohama to Kyoto to give the young lady a New Year's gift - brilliant gems, rare antiques, expensive fabrics, rare The ingredients, as long as they are enough and particularly interesting, nothing is left out.

As soon as the old man left, Mori Yuki gave the ingredients to Shier in the Zen Academy, the cloth belonged to Maki Shinyi, the antiques were taken away by Verlaine to repackage cat food, as for the gems... the eldest lady held them in her palm and let go, cold Dazzling stones flowed from the fingers like a waterfall, jingling and knocking out a crisp sound.

"Don't you like it?" Rimbaud was sitting next to her with mulled wine, and Mori Yuki smiled brightly: "Why, these gems don't carry any marks or records. Although they can't see the light, it's just a little troublesome to realize them. .You know, that's not a problem for me at all."

"But I have never seen anyone who can smile so ugly, my dear. Crying and willfulness are the privileges of girls. If you are unhappy, I hope you can speak your feelings directly, not in the name of 'equivalent exchange' oblique hints."

He raised his hand, and quickly put it down—she was already a big girl, and even her biological father couldn't be too intimate, not to mention that they were not related by blood, and the age difference was not that far.

"I'm really not unhappy, Mr. Rimbaud, someone asked me out to play, just today." The girl threw away the last jewel left in her palm: "Blue eyes, like the clear sky after the rain in Yokohama, It's beautiful."

"It's two different things." Rimbaud drank the mulled wine with a strong cinnamon flavor, and exhaled a long puff of white air: "I don't think the boy who invited you out to play is definitely not trying to be your father. Different feelings are irreplaceable , For things that you know you can’t get, it’s better to give up early.”

"Although I'm not qualified to sit here and preach, but... my dear, I love you." The long-haired man stepped forward and gently pecked the girl's forehead: "May God bless you."

This is the father's expectation and blessing for his daughter, hoping that she will be safe and smooth on the road of life, free from worries.

The girl sat there stupidly, the gem bag slipped down her knees and fell to the ground, and the colorful stones were scattered all over the ground.

After a while, she cautiously raised her hand to touch her forehead: "..."

Rimbaud looked at this precocious child with a smile, and finally couldn't hold back his voice: "Pfft!"

I didn't expect her to show such a silly and cute expression.

"Okay, go and change into your favorite dress, wear something thicker, and go out happily with a beautiful boy. If you think that guy is fine and don't plan to come back at night, remember to send me a message."

"Monsieur Rimbaud!"

The roar resounded throughout the maple appreciating courtyard, and the young man got up and stretched without pain or itching, and walked away quickly with his wine glass in his hand—if he didn't leave, he might be meowed by the embarrassing young lady. The attack doesn't have much lethality, and it's a big trouble if she writes it down carefully.