The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

Civilian armed forces fired on the soldiers and policemen, and even knocked the latter down to the ground and beat them up.Once the news gets out, the government will definitely lose face, and I don’t know how many forces will take advantage of it to rise up. People who understand reason know that this matter should be kept in the stomach and let it die.

However, an unrelated innocent passerby appeared on the scene inexplicably.

Let's say he is a teenager, he is taller than most of the people present; let's say he is a young man, his immature baby face is more beautiful than ordinary girls.

The mobile phone in the young man's hand slipped to the ground, and he vividly expressed the words "stunned": "By... ah, um... my dear?"

Realizing that he couldn't call her by her name at this time, he changed it to a name that frightened the jaws of others. No matter how strong Mori Yuki's psychological quality is, he would inevitably be in a trance at this time.

opportunity!

The head of the military and police took the opportunity to resist and try to reverse the situation-it was just a young girl, and it was not difficult for an adult man to suppress such a girl.As long as you catch her, you will be able to retreat calmly.The moment he stretched out his hand towards the girl's ankle, an invisible force swept across from the side, completely knocking this person off.

"Don't touch her with your dirty hands..." Bai Mao frowned.

In order not to experience social death on the first day of becoming the leader, Mori Yuki turned up the volume and interrupted him before he had time to shout: "Ahem! This is my bodyguard, people tend to get agitated. Don't look, clean up the battlefield and entertain Well our guest, contact Congress and ask them to send someone to meet me with a price."

The tone became arrogant again.

She put away her feet from the military police, looked down at the prisoners lying on the ground, and withdrew her attention to solve the urgent problem first.Gojo Satoru understood in seconds, and Pidianpidian squeezed into the PortMafia team and stuck behind the girl.

Bodyguards, don't they mean personal protection?The lucky guy who was driving to escort the new leader was squeezed by him and almost fell down. He secretly tried a few tricks and finally found that he was no match for the heavenly bodyguard at all, so he could only curl his lips and give up his position unwillingly.Mori Yuki ignored him, looked around and picked a smarter one out of the captured military police: "There are more people visiting the port today, so I won't keep you. Goodbye, I wish you an early date." Go up."

Knowing that this is to let him go back to report the letter, the young man watched his colleagues being tied up, escorted or carried away on a single rack by PortMafia, and his fear became more and more intense: "If you do this, aren't you afraid of facing national sanctions?"

"I forgot to tell you that I am a German, and I handle nearly half of the ocean trade of the entire island country. I have maintained friendly economic and trade relations with Russia for several years, and at the same time, I have also funded a well-known lobbying group in the United States. You ask Am I afraid of the sanctions imposed by the island country?" She raised the corner of her mouth, as if she heard a joke: "Do you think... I will be afraid?"

Of course she is not afraid, what is there to be afraid of?After dawn, PortMafia will become the overlord of the Kanto region, and no one can shake this giant vine that spreads from the sea to the land.

Realizing that he had asked a stupid question, the young man lowered his head, staggered and was picked up by several black suits and sent out of the battle zone.

"Let's go! It's cheap for you. If it weren't for the boss's order, I really wish to kill all of you tax thieves to avenge the ancestors!" Mr. Sen used people to beat the bones, and paid the salary generously. He was quite popular at the bottom. The respect for him carries over to his daughter.

The released military police stood up from the ground and rushed into the police station across the road in a daze: "..."

"What's wrong with you? Do you need help?" The ordinary policeman on night shift walked up to him with a puzzled tone.The young man clenched his arms stretched out in front of him, and raised his head with difficulty, his eyes staring blankly: "We failed... a crushing defeat."

"What? What failed?" Noticing the uniform on the opponent's body, the policeman turned his back: "Where should I send you?"

The young man who was still unable to recover from the shock lowered his head: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs... for now, we can only go there."

The cleansing plan against various non-governmental organizations in Yokohama was originally led by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Although PortMafia called on Congress to send representatives to negotiate, it is impossible to directly push the matter to such a high level.Anyway, maybe the other party is just bluffing...

"Okay, come with me! I'll drive you there." A layer of cold sweat dripped from the policeman's forehead. Realizing that this was a terrible event, he hurriedly sent the help-seeker to the office building of the Ministry of the Interior.

When the Ministry of Internal Affairs was overwhelmed by the bad news at first, the port and the resident of various organizations have quickly returned to calm.Fighting between gangs is a normal state in Yokohama, and it is uncertain whether the victory or defeat will lead to further waves. After seeing the huge gap in strength between them and their opponents, everyone chose to lie down collectively with a tacit understanding.

PortMafia will not be exterminated, not even the previous generation who can be called a "tyrant", and the new young girl has no reason to do so.

More people lie down and wait to see how she handles the harbor monster.

Anyway, they are scavengers that settled at the bottom. This deformed country needs them, and they can always find a gap that can accommodate everyone to continue living.

"Send a message to ask all intelligence liaison officers to rush to the chief's office within half an hour. Those who can't come will be regarded as defected. Contact Nakahara Chuya and ask him to wipe out that organization on the spot. Don't worry about the safety valve, Dazai accepted the commission We left for Tokyo in the afternoon."

If he can't reach this point, he will blow up his new organization!

Mori Yuki called the clerk who originally belonged to the chief's office around: "Is Mr. Hirotsu back? Hurry him up, I need an old man to help with my father's funeral."

"What else? Let me think about it..." She stopped and lowered her eyes to meditate, and arranged for the new subordinates to actively contact the outside world—don't cry when you lose, cry loudly when you win, and let Everyone knows that PortMafia is actually fighting back in self-defense, and it is not provocative.

Interested, not shabby.

The girl walked from the east to the west of the room, and then back to the east from the west: "The brothers who participated in the operation tonight will rest on the spot and guard in shifts. A meeting of the five major cadres will be held after dawn."

"That's it, go get busy and notify me when the intelligence liaison officers arrive." She drove away all the people in the office, and turned to face the white-haired boy who was staring at her walking around like a cat: " You have about... half an hour to explain your purpose, and then hurry back to school."

Gojo Satoru leaned quietly on the bookshelf, and cleaned up all the previous bluffing appearances: "The staff at the pastry store said that you were going back to Yokohama to recuperate, but refused to tell me the specific address. I miss you so much, so I might as well skip work and come to see you .”

"Now you see? I'm fine, you can go."

Yuki sighed, leaned back on the desk and jumped up to sit on it: "I think...we, maybe, are not suitable?"

She said this sentence hesitantly: "I am a person who can't see the magic spirit, I don't understand your world. Similarly, you can't understand me. I have to rack my brains to hide myself in the night, so that I can't understand you. Maybe it's not fair to you. I mean..."

"What procedures do I need to join PortMafia? Or go out and kill someone to vote for a certificate like in the movie?" Gojo with a cold face was full of oppression, even though he knew that the oppression was not aimed at himself, Yuki Mori couldn't bear it Clinging to the desk table under his body: "There is no need to do this, you will regret it."

"Then wait until you regret it." He took off his sunglasses to reveal his amazingly blue eyes, and his smile gradually became crazy: "Say, which head do you want?"

Hysterical yelling is easy to solve, this kind of quiet outburst is the most difficult to figure out.Mori Yuki shook his calf in the air and skipped the question in his head: "Being with me means going against the vast majority of people, and the experience is not necessarily good. I will entangle you like a vine, Suspicious like a snake, irritable like a baboon, greedy like a hyena, and then suck every last drop of your surplus value more cruelly than a capitalist."

Purple eyes hidden under the eyelashes, sliding from side to side: "Whoever stands in my way, I will be ruthlessly abandoned. I will not be loyal to anyone, I have no loyalty."

"It's really cunning..."

Pushing the bookshelf behind him, the boy stood up straight, walked slowly in front of the girl, and put his hands on the desk she was sitting on: "While asking me to treat you as everything without distraction, he also said that he would leave me at any time. ...I always feel like I'm being underestimated, which is really annoying."

The blue eyes were condescending as they pressed closer and closer, and Gojo Satoru's voice became more and more frantic: "Then set the bondage, and use my life as the price to exchange your heart, or I will curse you."

He snapped his fingers, and a dark barrier enveloped the entire office.

"Anyway, I'm the one who pays the bill. You can take whatever you want. Whether it's the Wutiao family or the strongest combat power in the magic world, as long as you want it, if you don't have it, I will find a way to let you have it."

The young man peeled off the camouflage he had carefully put on his body, revealing his inhuman side: "I don't care about those ant-like strangers at all. There is no difference between life and death in these eyes. As for exorcism... also It's just work, it's meaningless, it doesn't matter whether the target is a curse spirit or a human being."

"What if I said, I just want your eyes to be beautiful specimens?"

Mori Yuki greeted him, his expression not half false.

Eyes are more important to this person than life. Without "six eyes", Gojo Satoru is just Gojo Satoru, not a living god enshrined in the altar.

He froze for a moment, and dissatisfied at the moment the girl smiled: "Do you only want eyes? You are too frugal!"

"I'll give it to you if you want it. As a contract, you will be my eyes in the future~" As he said, his fingers were inserted into the eye sockets, and bright red blood oozes from the fragile eye area. He pulled out his eyeballs: "Are you crazy! Don't you understand that I actually want you to get out of here?"

"This request is not within the contract, I will just stay here, no one else will come!"

Relying on his height advantage, he stuck to the side of the girl's face without any sense of distance, and the smell of blood spread from the corner of his eyes: "It is my incompetence to give you a sense of insecurity. How can such a thing happen? It doesn't matter if you defect, or are you It doesn’t matter whether you use it or not, try to trust me for a while? I am the closest person in the island nation to a transcendent, and I will become a transcendent soon. As long as you open your mouth, no one can stand in your way .”

Mori Yuki: "...my mother has been mentally ill for a long time, maybe I inherited her."

"It's okay, conjurers are pretty crazy too, the two of us just happened to get together." Wujo Wu was full of confidence.

The girl sighed heavily and lifted the white-haired head on her shoulders, and the spring water in the [cup] slowly poured on the wound.The eyeball that was on the verge of rupture gradually recovered, the blood slowly disappeared, and the fundus of the eye became clear and transparent again.

"You only have beautiful eyes. If you dig them out, I won't want you." She patted his forehead several times in a row: "Let the collectibles stay where they should be! I really don't know what you want What kind of tendon is wrong, you insist on jumping from your own pool to my side, disgusting!"

Disturbing a pool of spring water for no reason is more annoying than a lazy cat lying around by the pond every day.

"Whatever you hate, as long as I like you!" He held back the greasy nonsense such as "some people chase after me, who said that I only like you, why don't you hurry up and thank you for your gratitude", and performed super-level: "I know I said something wrong last time, next time there is something you are not happy to listen to, you can just say it, you can hit it with your hands, anyway, you have no lower limit, and you have never been normal. Always let me know where you fell, that’s okay Get up and continue."

The young man put on a dejected expression like a drowned cat, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "You can't mention anything except breaking up. This is the last time. Did you hear that?! I'll curse you, really. Curse you!"

Under the blessing of Sugawara Michizane's direct lineage, she will become an incredible super-spell spirit, so that she will never be separated.

"I didn't hear you, go away and find a corner to squat by yourself, I'm busy!"

The girl impatiently kicked him twice, and jumped off the desk clinging to his body.She said "didn't hear" on her mouth, but she showed a completely softened attitude in her actions, and she ignored the extreme danger that she instinctively screamed to warn.

The boy chased after her and straightened her skirt, coat, and scarf: "Have you taken good care of yourself? Why have you lost weight again! Is it as heavy as the barbell I bench-pressed at school?"

"Then you go hold a barbell and be your girlfriend? Get lost!"

"It's okay to be scolded, but not to get out. Domestic violence is wrong, but I endured it."

The tent was opened, and the guard who knocked on the door for at least 5 minutes finally got a response: "BOSS? The intelligence liaison officers are all here."

"Let them in!" Mori Yuki patted Gojo Satoru's cat's paw that was about to rub against him, turned around and sat on the velvet armchair behind the desk, and the white-haired boy quickly lay on the backrest.

—like having skin hunger.

Regarding the "bodyguards" that appeared behind the new leader, the intelligence liaison officers did not dare to look at them, and lined up in a row and lowered their heads.Mori Yuki asked the guards to take the door out, took a deep breath and recalled his thoughts: "Everyone should understand what I mean by asking you to come here."

A strand of long hair was snatched away by her fingers. She glanced sideways and let him play with her hair: "Summarize the results of your work in the past six months into a report and submit it. This is the last chance I will give you."

As soon as the words fell, an aura countless times more ruthless than before attacked the intelligence liaison officers lined up from behind, and a few who were particularly guilty could not help but sit on the ground.

Someone gently pulled the hair in his hand as if asking for credit.

The girl lowered her eyes, unable to see any mental activity: "I am here, looking forward to your report."

Most of the intelligence liaison officers have other part-time jobs outside, such as the former Ango Sakaguchi.Mori Yuki did not care as much about the loyalty of her subordinates as she herself said, but intelligence matters, and these people must at least be worthy of the salary PortMafia paid them.

"Yes! Boss, please rest assured!"

The liaison officers shivered and turned away at the signal of the new leader, followed by a few cadres who had just rushed back to the headquarters after receiving the news.

Two people went out, and only Koyo Ozaki came back upright.Da Zuo bumped into the collector Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and was KO'd on the spot by his own supernatural ability without knowing the truth.Zhongyuan Zhong also brought a large force to "expedition" to Tokyo, and it is estimated that it will take a while to appear.

"Miss, Ogai-sama...?"

Mori Ogai has a kindness to Ozaki Momiji, and she is probably one of the few people who will sincerely feel sad for the death of the former leader.Mori Yuki looked at her for a while, and nodded with a sad face: "Well, under the influence of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's [Ryuhiko no Mama], Alice went berserk. My ability is not aggressive, and she easily broke it up. , my father couldn't bear to hit Alice hard, so in a stalemate..."

"I've put Shibusawa Tatsuhiko on PortMafia's kill order. Anyone who can kill that guy and come to see him, I'll make him a cadre, and at the same time own the profit of one of the five buildings for life. "

This price tag is not unreasonable, and the desire for revenge is strong enough.

Mori Yuki rested his forehead with one hand sadly, as if his grief caused him a headache.The "bodyguard" standing behind her immediately stretched out his hands to help rub her temples, looking so courteous that she seemed like a dog's leg.

Koye Ozaki glanced at the white-haired boy, and didn't take him seriously: "Even if I have nothing to say about such an arrangement. In other respects, do you need me to do anything for you?"

She changed the honorific.

"I need Sister Hongye to send out a message on my behalf, informing my father's close friends and friends to come and see him off. Mr. Guangjin should have arrived near the headquarters, and he will arrange the father's funeral. I am young, and I am abroad. I don’t know many details inside, so in order to avoid making people laugh, this matter must be handled by him.”

Mori Yuki pushed away the hand on the temple, got up and walked towards Ozaki Koyo: "Sister Hongye, my father left suddenly, and before leaving, he hurriedly handed PortMafia into my hand without leaving a word, I was very scared."

The fear and anxiety on the girl's face did not seem to be fake. Thinking of her age, Ozaki Koye couldn't help recalling the first time she saw the child—the timid red ears, only daring to show half of her body while hiding outside the intelligence office. Head peeping.

"Alas... the world is impermanent, please forgive me. PortMafia is still here, this is your home, and we are all your family."

Koyo Ozaki let go of her doubts, bowed her knees, and acknowledged the dissatisfied new leader.At this moment, the office door was kicked open from the outside, Nakahara Nakaya rushed in with a bloody smell, followed by Hirotsu Yanagi and Dazai Osamu with his hands in his pockets and a funny expression.

"What the hell happened! How could the leader...?!"

The orange-haired young man with solid eyes was full of pain, and the blood on the glove was dripping deep into the blanket under his feet.Mori Yuki glanced at him, his eyes full of resentment: "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the hand extended by Tokyo, all of these add up to the culprit who killed my father!"

Ozaki Koyo immediately told him the news that "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was ordered to kill, and the head of the military and police was defeated and captured": "Before Ogai-sama passed away the position of leader in front of all the members, the middle Also, watch how you speak."

"...Yes!" Zhong Yuan took off his hat and put it on his chest: "I, I want to meet... the ancestors."

Mori Yuki got up: "Please come with me, my father is in the treatment room now, and I will let the surgeon take care of his remains."

A group of people quickly moved from the chief's office to the treatment room. Mr. Sen was tidied up and lay on the temporarily vacated hospital bed waiting to pay his respects.Seeing the new leader bring the cadres over, there was a lot of kneeling in the room: "Boss, please forgive me."

"Well, you all get up." Mori Yuki glanced at Mori Ogai, staggered back half a step, and was supported by the "bodyguard" following behind.Her eye circles were reddened naturally and smoothly, with big teardrops in her eye sockets, and finally slid down her cheeks one by one: "..."

The cadres all knew that the relationship between Mr. Mori and his daughter was just like that before he was alive. They didn't expect that the eldest lady would really feel sad for her father's death, and her heart softened for a while.Guangjin Liulang rested his chest with one hand and lowered his head: "Miss, if there is anything I need to do, please tell me."

"Father's funeral, I will trouble you. If you have any needs, please mention them, and don't be too frugal in terms of funds."

Be sure to let the cheap father be buried in a good manner, and by the way, stop the mouths of many people.

"Yes! Then I will go down and deal with this matter, and the report will be delivered this afternoon."

Waving him back, Mori Yuki said to Zhongya Zhongyuan again: "Mr. Zhongyuan, I have decided to implement a curfew in the port area from tonight to avoid things that are not good for the organization during this period. I will leave the night watch to you gone."

"Yes!" The orange-haired youth took the order, which meant that he accepted the dispatch of the new leader.

Instructing the treatment room to strengthen the guards, Mori Yuki added a line in front of everyone: "About Dazai,"

She turned her face away and pointed to the black-haired young man who finally adjusted his expression to a suitable range: "Although he should be sentenced to death for leaving the organization without authorization... For the sake of father, he will not be held accountable."

"Well..." Osamu Dazai, who had changed into a light-colored windbreaker and became much more cheerful, smacked his lips: "Mr. Mori, you are a good man!"

It is much more dangerous for Mori Yuki to become the leader of PortMafia than when Mori Ogai was still there. It is impossible for ordinary people to direct the masters of human body strokes like a plate of loose sand to overwhelm the regular armed forces.But looking at it from another angle, a humane leader who is willing to protect his shortcomings is more popular than a sophisticated and cold AI.

The young man walked around the hospital bed, and finally resisted the urge to touch it.In any case, Mr. Sen raised him, although he can't escape the crime of oppressing minors, he is like a master like a father after all.

A master is a master no matter what he is, so let him be spared for the time being.

Right now, he is even more curious about the "bodyguard" standing behind the young lady, who looks a bit obtrusive.