The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

"Master Naoya, we are here."

The servant parked the car carefully, unfastened his seat belt as quickly as possible, got out of the car, and walked around to the back seat to open the door for his son. After a few big deals, the number of servants had to be reduced. Now even the next head of the house can only have three or two kittens by his side.Everyone else is driving other cars behind to join the convoy to save face, or is it just such a dingy car for the son-in-law of the Chanyuan family to go back and forth?

I really can't afford to lose that person.

Especially the matter that needs to be solved today is so special.

The Religious Management Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs issued a letter to the director's office requesting that a conjurer be sent to Yokohama to assist. The sorcerer is not under the jurisdiction of the director's office, but a descendant of the Yusan family and the heir to the old conjuration family's Buddhist monastery.

When it comes to the director's office, one has to review the deformed management system of the magic world: the traditional aristocratic family headed by the Yusan family, the director's office that is against the aristocratic family, and the religious management department representing the country.

Theoretically, whether it is the Yusanjia or the director's office, they must accept the management of the religious management department.However, this department has always been a sanctuary for the elderly, and because of the particularity of religion in the island country, so that the Yusanjia and the director's office fall in love with each other on weekdays, and the religion management department can basically be regarded as a decoration.

This time, Fufu suddenly spoke, and very disrespectfully ordered Yusanjia through the director's office. I have to say that the newly appointed chief of the Religious Management Section, Aizawa Kenkichi, is really good at stirring up troubled waters.

If this order was given to the Wutiao family, without the head of the family expressing dissatisfaction, the elders of the Wutiao family would have to jump up and protest.Fortunately, it was the Chanyuan family who was being bullied, and just as their finances were in trouble, the director's office "borrowed" Zenyuan Naoya from Kyoto after a little exchange of benefits.

Before leaving, he realized that the main reason why he had to make this trip was that his ex-fiancée had rubbed the Ministry of the Interior and the military and police on the ground together. The National Assembly, which represents the country, could never bow down and talk to individuals, so he had no choice but to ask Some people who had an old relationship with her came to mediate.

Just... Is that savage and rude ordinary woman so strong?She obviously looks so weak that she can be poked down with a single finger, and if it weren't for the restraints in the Chanyuan, the weakest person in the family could overturn her to the ground.With ambivalence that he couldn't understand anyway, Zenin Naoya changed into a formal kimono when he went out to meet people, and set off for Yokohama at the request of the Religious Management Division.

Since the team is composed of various parties, of course they must first go to the Ministry of the Interior to receive the "task".The action of Kenkichi Aizawa, the head of the Religious Management Section, walked out of the office to meet Zenyuan Naoya. acceptable.

Then there are several other people who were also invited to help - people with supernatural powers.

Zenyuan Zhizai has heard about this, but he doesn't know much about it.

People with supernatural powers appeared late, and there is no clear pattern of inheritance, and unlike the vast majority of conjurers who appear in a "positive image", so the Kyoto side only knows about it, but doesn't know much about it.

Among the oncoming people, the leader was an old man in western clothes. The middle-aged swordsman in green shirt and silver hair walked half a step behind him, followed by two young men.

"Oh? The guests from Kyoto are here? Welcome."

The old man had the unique generosity and kindness of the elderly. When he saw the young man who was forced to come from Kyoto early in the morning, he took two steps forward, looked up and down and nodded with a smile: "It is the Lord of the Zen Academy. Come on, work hard."

This old man... seems to have nothing special about him, and he can't feel the power in him.Zenyuan Naoya frowned: "What is the difference between a person with supernatural powers and an ordinary person? Since there is no difference between ordinary people, why do you ask me to do it?"

As he said that, he was about to leave: "After you die and become curse spirits, send someone to the capital."

Just know that these weird conjurers can't speak human language.

Aizawa Kenkichi turned his face away, and Taneda Santou, who was traveling with him, had a stinky face.

This kid offended all the people in the circle with just one mouthful. When he arrives at PortMafia later, he won't know how many troubles he has made. Doesn't the family of magic spells teach their children to advance and retreat?Regardless of Natsume Soseki's contribution to the country, even at his age, people have not done anything rude, how much respect should the old man have?

"Officer Aizawa, I'm afraid the Religious Management Section is a bit lax. Don't let the 'Mori' who refuses to obey discipline appear in Kyoto in the future, and make colleagues laugh at that time."

You can't bully children with shame, Taneda Santouka ran Aizawa Kenkichi into the sewer with a single word.The latter coughed with a cold face: "Mr. Chanyuan, the Ministry of Internal Affairs is not a place for you to play wild. If you are unwilling to cooperate, let your father come over."

If it hadn't been for hearing that Mori Yuki had "very strong feelings" before breaking off the engagement with her fiancé, he would have been more willing to call Zenyuan Zhibi to Tokyo. At least the head of the clan would know what to say and what not to say.The servant gently pulled off his son's clothes behind his back to make him think about the patriarch's explanation when he went out, and Zenyuan Naoya stopped talking.

Seeing that the number of people has arrived and the time is almost up, Taneda Yamatou nodded to Kenkichi Aizawa with a smirk and said: "Then, Zenyuan Lord entrusts me to take care of you for the time being, and please rest assured Mr. Aizawa."

Among so many people, Zenyuan Naoya is the only one who is a minor, and everyone just tolerated him because he is still underage, otherwise the two young people who followed Fukuzawa Yukichi would be enough to hang him up and clean him up.

The red-haired one looked at it for a while, then shook his head at the black-haired one, and the black-haired one pouted: "Most idiots don't know where they are stupid."

I'm glad Dazai is not here, otherwise the kid would have to run back to Kyoto crying to find his mother.

The "Mediation Team" changed to a unified vehicle from the Ministry of the Interior, and was escorted by a special entourage. Wuyang Wuyang came to the port area of ​​Yokohama.

There are no curse spirits here, and apart from the brief marriage with Sen's Shipping Company, the Zenyuan family still retains the impression of this city from the "black ship coming to sail" period.As the convoy drove up the elevated highway, Zenyuan Naoya watched the busy port from a distance through the car window.Containers of various colors and models are densely arranged on the vast flat land by the sea, the roads are flat, the moving lines are clear, and the vehicles come and go in an orderly manner.

In the other car, Natsume Soseki sighed, and said to Fukuzawa Yukichi: "The PortMafia shipping business has been in the hands of Hayashi Taro's daughter for several years. This child has done a really good job."

"..." Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't speak, he was thinking about the topics he had exchanged with the members.

What kind of person is Mori Yuki?

Dazai said she was a smart person, Oda said she was a good girl.

He didn't quite understand it, but neither member was lying.

The infrastructure construction of the port is not a small investment. The country is not willing to throw money into this bottomless pit, and most people do not have such courage. Mori Yuki has single-handedly lifted the burden of the entire port construction.And the port she proposed to build is not only Yokohama, but also in Russia, the United States, South America, and Southeast Asia... Wherever PortMafia cargo ships go, money will flow and infrastructure will be built.

Combined with the current PortMafia's division of business and aggressive recruitment, there is reason to believe that the child has indeed taken action, and she has the ability to pull Yokohama out of the quagmire of the economic crisis.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and couldn't help wondering if she was really Mori Ogai's own...

I never expected that bad bamboos can produce good bamboo shoots.

Increase the employment rate so that everyone has a job to do, and naturally there will be no idlers on the streets to provoke troubles. This is a very simple reason.The current political arena is corrupt, and it is really only this kind of dictator who can speak aloud and urge everyone to act in unison according to one will.

In just one week, Yokohama has shown signs of stabilizing even though the government has done nothing, and even the old gangs in Tokyo have been wiped out by PortMafia with iron and blood methods.No matter what happens to the upper class, the lives of ordinary people are gradually unaffected, and law and order are much better than before.

Overnight, not only suppressed the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the military police, but also divided troops to defend against powerful enemies from the same side. The girl who was only at the end of this year miraculously became the leader of the Kanto black gang.

"Let's take a look first, then let's talk about it." Natsume Soseki withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and organized his thoughts.

The mediation this time is in the name of attending the funeral of the young disciple.Facing a young girl who has just experienced the pain of losing her father, it is really embarrassing to treat her with the attitude of an adult political opponent!

Fukuzawa Yukichi noticed that the teacher closed his eyes and went to rest, so he simply held his saber and started to be in a daze.

——Don't scare other people's little girls into tears.Her father's bones were still cold, and a group of strangers rushed up to her and threatened her. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that this matter was inappropriate.

But he had no choice but to order from the Ministry of the Interior, and the president of the Armed Detective Agency had to obey.

The convoy drove all the way to the five black buildings standing by the sea, and was also greeted by a white-haired old man.

"Mr. Taneda, Mr. Natsume, Mr. Fukuzawa, and... Zenin-kun. Hehe, please."

Guangjin Liulang deliberately put Zenyuan Naoya's name on his teeth, and turned around to lead the way for the guests: "BOSS is waiting for you in the mourning hall, please follow me."

This is a rare veteran of the three dynasties in PortMafia. In some cases, the cadres may not be able to speak well. Guangjin Liulang came forward to welcome the guests from the Ministry of the Interior. He couldn't make a mistake anyway.

"Mr. Guangjin, don't come here without any problems." The chief farmer took over the important task of greetings, briefly introduced a few guests and touched his bald head and sighed: "Oh, the world is really unpredictable, I hope that Mr. Mori's nine springs will know, so that we can go smoothly this time." resolve differences."

"That depends on how you explain it to the boss. The eldest lady has always been magnanimous and considerate, and she only asks for justice." Mr. Guangjin lifted the side of his gloves implicitly: "But if no one gives justice to the ancestors, then Don't blame us for being merciless."

In the past, a PortMafia would never have dared to speak such nonsense in front of officials in charge.However, time is fate, and at this moment, Zhongtian Shantouhuo had to bear the sting with a smirk.

"Let me take a look at Lin Taro to send him off first. When people are old, white-haired people send black-haired people, alas..."

The little disciple did a lot of evil things during his lifetime, but he didn't deviate from his inner path. The night in Yokohama was also firmly bound by him.Now that the person is gone, Natsume Soseki thinks of his rare benefits, and feels sad for no reason.

When the old man spoke, the others at the scene stopped arguing.Guangjin Liulang led the guests into the mourning hall. Two-thirds of the seats were occupied by eminent monks chanting sutras, and other visitors were talking to the mourner. At the end, both parties bowed slightly, which was regarded as the end of the ceremony.

It was a slender and tall girl, wearing a long black dress, with her black hair in a cute bun, and under her clean and stretched eyebrows were a pair of bright purple eyes, which were radiant and sparkled with ripples from time to time.

Needless to say, just looking at the details of the facial features, one can be sure that it is Mori Ogai himself.

The red-haired young man behind Fukuzawa Yukichi moved, and quickly regained his composure and lowered his head.The black-haired young man walking beside him opened his squinted eyes and put on a pair of black plastic-rimmed glasses: "..."

The concierge called the visitor's name, and the head of mourning stepped forward to welcome the guest. The girl gave a faint polite smile: "Mr. Zhong Tian."

Looking at Natsume Soseki again, the warmth in her eyes increased a lot: "Mr. Natsume, Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Ah, good, you have to be good." Natsume Soseki walked towards the coffin placed at the front, Mori Yuki was by his side, and even reached out to help the old man very intimately when he stepped up the steps.

"Mori Ogai" lay quietly in the black lacquered coffin. The people who provided the funeral service probably used dry ice to lower the temperature for the purpose of antisepsis, so the temperature around the coffin was very low, and there was still a thick white mist.

"Ugh……"

The old man couldn't bear to look more, so he turned and looked away after a hasty glance: "The most important thing in life is to be cautious. Didn't you always know it? Why did you neglect it?"

The people who followed also stepped forward to mourn one by one. Among them was a young man with black hair and green eyes who was about to speak but stopped talking, but was held back by the young man with red hair who was following him.

"The mourning hall is noisy, all honored guests, follow me to the lounge and sit for a while."

Mori Yuki handed over the position of the mourner to the cadres for support, and personally led the face of this group of governments into the inner room.

The twin girls served tea and stood quietly behind her with hands down.

"Ahem, I'll go outside to see if there are other acquaintances."

Gengtian Shantouhuo looked left and right, the more he looked more and more embarrassed, he simply got up and found a reason to escape.In the inner room, there are only three people with the "heavy task" of mediation, and a few "entourages".

"Please explain your intentions as soon as possible, my time is limited."

The girl threw three cubes of sugar into the black tea in front of her, and saw Ranpo Edogawa who was behind Fukuzawa Yukichi eager to try.In order to prevent him from getting himself killed, Oda Sakunosuke dragged him to the side and found a table to sit down: "Please send some tea here too, thank you."

Maki and Zhenyi went to see Mori Yuki together, and went to the tea room when she saw her nodding.

"By the way, bring some dim sum, one sweet and one salty, both tables want."

Yuki Mori added lightly, PortMafia is not so petty that it doesn't even serve snacks to guests.

Soon the tea and snacks came, Edogawa Ranpo happily picked up the dessert and ate the hot tea happily, Oda Sakunosuke heaved a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Miss Yuki."

This is probably a rare opportunity in this life to re-enter the PortMafia headquarters.The young man fumbled in his pocket, took out the book and handed it to the twins with both hands: "This is written by myself, please read it in your spare time."

Sure enough, Mori Yuki showed interest, and smiled and asked the twins to take the book and press it under their palms.

With this matter as a buffer, the atmosphere in the room has eased a lot.Natsume Soseki opened his mouth after deliberation: "I think you already know our reason for coming, so I won't talk too much. If you don't mind, let me call you Yuki."

"Yuki, you won, what exactly do you want?" Natsume Soseki looked like a grandfather who was waiting to give his child a jade, and he was not aggressive at all.Sitting next to him, Fukuzawa Yukichi moved his sleeves uncomfortably: "Within reason, we will inform the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"I mean, I originally wanted to let those idiots in Congress come over and see for themselves what Yokohama has asked them to meddle in. We, PortMafia, have to resist the infiltration of hot money from overseas, and at the same time, we have to fight against the infiltration of hot money from Tokyo. Old senior, you still have to guard against backstabs from your own people? Did you make a mistake!"

As soon as she came up, she dropped the cup, and the crisp cracking sound of the porcelain stimulated everyone's eardrums.

"The industry is not doing well, the finance is not doing well, and the policy is not doing well. What can we do well?"

She didn't say a word wrong, but the angle is a bit wrong... It's okay for the elites to be questioned "what can they do well" by a girl who has only been in school for half a year, the key is that she is still a villain.

It's pretty hard to hold on to your face.

These days, gangsters are more worried about the national economy and people's livelihood than the cultural management group, which is a bit magical.Fortunately, Zhongtian Shantouhuo went out ahead of time, probably because he had foreseen such an embarrassing situation before he escaped.

Natsume Soseki sighed again, and before he could speak again, Zenyuan Naoya, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth: "I have something to ask you, talk to me in another place later."

He looked at Maki Shinyi who was standing behind Mori Yuki, and sneered: "This pair of waste can only be used to serve tea and water, hehe, the people from my Zen Academy are just letting you humiliate me like this of?"

Saying that, Zenyuan Naoya ordered to the twins: "Don't you think it's not shameful enough? Come back with me today!"

Natsume Soseki: "..."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "..."

Just this thing, return the family's children?

Maki didn't even bother to look at this idiot, and Mayi took it out of his pocket when he turned back, and the benefit of bringing Oda Sakunosuke at the critical moment appeared again.The red-haired young man coughed in time: "Sorry, can I send you two more desserts? They are delicious, thank you."

Mori Yuki waved his hand to let Maki Shinyi leave here first to avoid Zenyuan Naoya's anger, and then pointed at the latter: "Which genius came up with the idea to send him here? It's embarrassing. If you don't know, it's useless to be a magician." My brain has the ability to open my mouth again."

Just as he was talking, the one who brought in the snacks was replaced by another person.The white-haired boy had a piece of sweet in his mouth, and he ate it while approaching with a plate: "I just came to see you from school and heard you talking bad things about conjurers, um... 80.00% yes, the rest The 20.00% is because of me, right~ Oh, although it is true that I alone raised the upper limit of conjurers, it is a bit embarrassing to be praised like this by you!"

He put all the plates in front of Mori Yuki, ignored Edogawa Ranpo who was eager for desserts, and showed a "kind" smile to Zenyuan Naoya directly opposite: "Isn't this a waste Zenyuan? What a coincidence."

"..." Zenyuan Naoya reacted for a while: "Patriarch Wutiao!"

What is this guy doing here?He also looked like he had entered his own home.The key is that Mori Yuki didn't make an unexpected expression from the beginning to the end. According to this woman's temperament, she probably knew that this situation would happen.

So the question is, how did the two get together?

"Yeah, yeah, what are you doing here? Yokohama has neither mantras nor business in the Buddhist monastery, or are you too idle to be a lobbyist?" Speaking, the long legs hooked the chair next to him and sat down against Mori Yuki: "Is anyone bullying you?"

"Who dares to bully me here?"

Mori Yuki didn't look at him, but gently pushed all the dessert plates in front of him with his hands: "Mr. Zenyuan, your greatest contribution today is to keep your mouth shut, and hope that the beginning and the end will be good."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Gojo Wu hurriedly swallowed the snack, eager to try: "Should I drag him out?"

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

"You just sit and eat some snacks." Mori Yuki saved the topic that was about to go off track, and re-discussed the conditions with Natsume Soseki: "My request, the Ministry of Internal Affairs can't solve it. But it can let you take your words with you. go back."

"I want Yokohama to be completely self-governing, with only the police and not the military. From now on, my PortMafia members must be protected by the state like ordinary citizens, and no organization or individual should be persecuted for no reason. Mori's clubs must not deliberately set up checkpoints for recruitment and employment. As for business On the court, of course, each depends on his own ability, and I will not ask for policy bias without grounds, but we do bear the salaries of the vast majority of Yokohama’s civil servants, so it’s not an exaggeration to ask for some privileges.”

The amount of tax paid by legitimate businesses has supported many people, and the Ministry of the Interior really dare not do anything to her on this point.

"No military police?"

Natsume Soseki frowned: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate, the military and police can protect those ordinary people to some extent."

"So who is really causing trouble in Yokohama? One part is the garrison, and the other part is the disorderly and violent organization. Most of you here understand what kind of chaos the system has become. Why do they stay in Yokohama if they don’t share it? Go away, I don’t want to waste tax dollars on those pigs.”

The so-called military police, strictly speaking, should be counted as part of the police, but they actually play the role of the army.Because the island country is a defeated country, according to international practice, it is not qualified to support the army, so this organization, which is neither military nor police, is created to play around the corner.

This kind of thing is usually you don't say it and I don't say it, everyone tacitly, but Yuki Mori just took it out on Natsume Soseki's face, determined to drive the only force that could pose a threat to PortMafia out of Yokohama.

"Or I can also let the lobby group that I have been funding go to the US Congress to lobby. You can go back and count with your fingers. Is the annual defense expenditure enough?"

She smiled and played Wang Bo - the military expenses of the United States stationed in the island country are paid by the island country itself.Or because the island country cannot set up an army, they are here for "paid protection", of course they charge money!

Anyway, it's all money, so it's better to post the money on the US military base for fun.

Natsume Soseki: "..."

Hurting the enemy one thousand and self-injury eight hundred, this girl is more ruthless than her father, her father never thought of such a trick.