The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

At the end of summer, in view of the worsening overall situation in the country, the Congress announced that it would hold a large-scale meeting in Tokyo. At that time, major domestic and foreign consortiums and scholars will be invited to discuss how to deal with the economic predicament that is speeding downhill.

The so-called "major consortiums and clubs" naturally involved all walks of life, so that the president of the Mori Club would not be awkward at all, and it would not embarrass itself too much while giving PortMafia enough face.In the previous month, the civil servants basically spent their time thinking about how to arrange this matter. As for what to discuss specifically... someone else is responsible for the content.

This plan is very "reasonable", so reasonable that when everyone sees the girl getting out of the car, they can't help wondering if she has gone to the wrong place.Young women should mostly appear at the reception and dinner after a formal occasion, rather than entering the venue with their heads held high.

Due to the limited land area, the parking lot is still some distance away from the entrance of the venue. Guangjin Liulang led the black lizard to stay at the nearest distance to stand by.Under the protection of Rimbaud and Verlaine, Mori Yuki walked towards the Capitol—the far end of the road blocked by the police was full of voices, and various banners and cartoons to express attitudes could be vaguely seen.

"What a coincidence, it seems that the governor of Tokyo is having a hard time these days." She slowed down and squinted her eyes, vaguely seeing many radical appeals written in scarlet letters on the protest banners.Rimbaud and Verlaine, as French people, have long been accustomed to strikes and protests, and they took a look at them: "There are more and more unemployed people, and the pressure on those who have jobs is increasing. It only takes a little spark to turn things around." The country is on fire."

"But why do we want to do that Mars? The vast majority of islanders say welcome, but turn their backs and hate it. Soaking them in fast-boiling water is the correct way."

Verlaine was hot-tempered and even more mean-speaking.Rimbaud just looked at him, neither agreeing nor stopping.

Mori Yuki smirked: "Indeed, soak them in boiling water and throw a few ice cubes down from time to time to prevent them from being scalded. Isn't this what the United States is doing."

"So the choice of political creatures will always lead to the same goal. Let's go, the entrance is in front." Rimbaud lazily urged, Mori Yuki and Verlaine shut up at the same time and concentrated on walking.

"Hello, please show the invitation letter." The staff stopped Yuki Mori politely, and she glanced at the hard-working wage earner without embarrassing him: "...um."

Verlaine stepped forward to show the certificate received by Mori Club, and after verification, the three came to the security inspection equipment.After all, it is to enter the Capitol, and many people who are used to carrying weapons must first unload them to ensure the safety of others.

"President Mori Club and the two entourages, please follow me." After Mori Yuki handed over C1 Luo Ge, etiquette stepped forward to lead the way: "Your seat is near the front row, you are really young and promising ah."

It was a young man, his head was slightly lowered, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.Mori Yuki looked him up and down unabashedly, the other party noticed something, lowered his head deeper, and took a step back.

"Sorry, I got hurt in a traffic accident a few years ago... I don't want you to see the scars, so as not to upset you." The man raised his mouth, and he could vaguely see the traces of one or two stitches from the hanging hair.Mori Yuki swept over his pale auricles, withdrew his extroverted manner and said with a gentle smile: "The doctor who performed your surgery is probably a practical one, that's why he sewed the wound so rough. If you really care about scars, you can consider Do medical beauty."

The stitching technique is not right, how to describe it?

She thought for a while, ah, by the way, this kind of acupuncture without aesthetic feeling is usually applied after the forensic doctor has communicated with the "client", anyway, the latter will soon lie in the cremation furnace or the cemetery, there is really no need for it too carefully.

"Thank you for your understanding."

The young man smiled and sent them to their seats. The pink sign had Yuki Mori's name written on it.He bowed slightly: "Then, I will step back first, Miss Yuki."

"That guy has bad intentions, you should be more careful later." Verlaine kept watching the etiquette walk back to the entrance and continued to guide the others, retracting his eyes to remind.Rimbaud nodded, "It doesn't feel strong, but it's dangerous."

"I understand, step up vigilance."

She opened the locator she carried with her and put on the hidden earphones.

The morning meeting was attended by the media, so naturally there was no substantive content.Not wanting to spend energy on nonsense, the girl pretended to be listening carefully, put her phone under and covered it with one arm, and typed quickly to chat with her boyfriend in the countryside of Tokyo.

The hotter the weather, the busier the work of conjurers. They are probably one of the few professions that will not lose their jobs under the economic crisis.Religious systems all over the world are like this, the more difficult life is, the more gods believers, and the powerless people can only pin their hopes on those illusory things.

Gojo Satoru vigorously criticizes the behavior of the director's office to squeeze the labor force of minors, and ends the "talent show" that combines satire and sarcasm. The young man asks his girlfriend if he wants to find time for a date after the meeting.He can teleport there with a spell, saving commuting time and at least enough to go to a movie.

I don't know why this guy is so interested in movies, Mori Yuki opened the notepad and studied it, thinking that this can be had.The meeting that really required her to come forward was arranged in the afternoon, before the buffet meeting. By the time the dinner started, no one would be willing to entertain visitors from Yokohama, so it was better to go out and look for food on your own.

Gojo Satoru: Shall we go to Shibuya?There are a lot of dessert shops over there, guaranteed to heal your feeling of being tortured by bald uncles.

Yuki Mori: Yes, but my time may be uncertain. The uncles are more verbose than the other. I saw someone secretly yawning while covering their mouths.

Gojo Satoru: You can understand now!How much effort did I make to sit in the classroom not to fall asleep!

Yuki Mori: It seems that you haven't attended the class yet?

Gojo Satoru: It's summer vacation, but noctuid is giving us extra lessons.During the beginning of summer, there were too many tasks crammed in by the director, and Jie and Nitzi missed a few lessons on the general knowledge of spells.But why should I make up with it?What common sense do I lack?

Yuki Mori: Got it, then go to Shibuya in the evening.

It took a long time to get a reply after sending the message, probably because I was caught playing with my phone in class.Night Moth is right and not blind. There are only three students in the class, so no matter how you think about it, you can't see it.Covering her mobile phone, she glanced up at the person in charge of a certain consortium who was speaking impassionedly with a microphone, and all the information about this person automatically appeared in her mind—the white gloves of an overseas organization.

Looking at the entire auditorium, aristocratic chaebols accounted for one-third, compradors accounted for one-third, and colored organizations accounted for one-third, and there was not a single voice that really stood up for ordinary people.No wonder the outside is blocked by demonstrators. The rottenness of this country is from top to bottom, from the outside to the inside. It needs a thorough enlightenment and revolution, otherwise it can only be repeated day after day. Days of soaking in "water that is about to boil" are drunk and dreamy.

But what does that have to do with me?I'm already saving face for my boyfriend by not making the water more muddy.

It took the entire morning just for the elite representatives of various industries to speak in turn. They were basically all lies and nonsense. If you just listen to it, you can hear "making money" between the lines, which is not unexpected.

A social event was arranged during the lunch break.Mori Yuki stood in a circle of "peers" who were old enough to be Mr. Mori's brother, talking and laughing freely, and exchanged work numbers when they met those who had the intention of cooperation, and if the words were not speculative, they raised the juice in their hands and smiled back.She seems to be born with brilliance, attracting everyone to approach like a fish.Existing partners are full of praise, and more and more people want to take the opportunity of sea transportation.

There was no essential difference between the sessions arranged in the afternoon and the morning, but for the leader of PortMafia, he finally didn't have to sit in the venue and continue to suffer.Representatives of the military and police, representatives of the National Assembly, and the representative of the Kanto Black Road 1, Yuki Mori himself, moved to another small, secret meeting room to start a secret meeting.

In order to ensure the safety of every participant, all the attendants had to stay outside the meeting room, and there was only one staff member in charge of making memos in addition to the talkers.

Mori Yuki smiled at Rimbaud who was escorting him all the way, and glanced at the recorder who lowered his head.The latter looked up at her, and the girl recognized that this was the etiquette in the morning.

Has the congressional staff been stretched to this extent?She lowered her eyes again and walked into the conference room with a smile on her face.

The secret conversation started, and the recorder asked the three interviewers to hand over all communication tools-this is also an understandable step, lest someone leak the secret in real time.There is nothing to worry about on this kind of issue, and he has already been mentally prepared. Mori Yuki readily took out the work phone and personal phone and threw them into the tray, followed by the representatives of the Congress.The representative of the military and police stayed at the end, hesitating for a moment, and the middle-aged man put his old flip phone next to him with a straight face.

"In order to avoid bugs being placed on everyone's bodies, jamming devices will be turned on at the same time. If there is no objection, the meeting will begin."

"Wu Tiao, hand in your mobile phone and stand in the corridor." Noctua Zhengdao calmly and calmly punched Baimao's head, and he could hear the explanations in the classroom even if he stood outside, and he would never miss it if he wanted to.I was already taking advantage of the end of the summer vacation to make up lessons, and I was still holding my phone while giggling and digging, which is unbearable!

Accompanied by the laughter of "eating and eating" that overflowed from left and right, Gojo Satoru put down his communication tool in dejection, and walked out of the classroom with long legs.He leaned against the window frame and glanced at the flashing screen thrown on it through the glass, and saw the words "Got it, let's go to Shibuya in the evening" before he retracted his eyes and closed his eyes to rest.

It is absolutely impossible to listen to the lectures honestly. The Wutiao family's common sense about curse spirits and curses are all low-school courses. Children before the age of six can open their mouths, so why wait until they are so old to learn.But Jie and Glass are different from him. They lived the same life as ordinary people before entering the High School of Conjuration. Of course, they need to make up for it.

Going to Shibuya to play at night... what are we going to do?

Tsk, the mobile phone is left in the classroom and I can't check the strategy, it's annoying.

After finally getting out of class, Ye Mozheng dragged his feet and said something about the level recognition, it didn't matter at all, he couldn't be below the special level.When the teacher in charge announced the disbandment, Wujo Wu just wanted to run away, and the supervisor and assistant in the distance trotted all the way and shouted: "Mr. Wujo! Please stand there and don't move!"

"Huh?" His nose is not a nose and his eyes are not eyes, but he has to take two extra steps: "What did you tell me?"

"Whirring whirring……"

The supervision assistant ran to the door of the classroom, propped his knees and said to the night moth that had not yet stepped off the podium: "Mr. night moth, emergency extermination, mission, hoo hoo..."

"very urgent!"

He took out a specially typed paper document and handed it to the teacher in charge of the first grade: "The higher authorities have requested to send two super magicians to dispatch at the same time, and we must try our best to ensure the survival of the victims."

"What's the situation?" Night Moth stepped down from the podium and took a quick look at the document: "There is a curse fluctuation of level one or above in the Capitol?"

What are you kidding?That place has always been regularly inspected by a dedicated conjurer, how could an unplanned high-level curse suddenly appear!

"That's right, Congress held a very important economic summit today. The participants are all business elites from various industries. No matter who dies suddenly, it will cause a major blow to the current economic situation of the country. So it is really very important!"

The supervisory assistant had a bitter face, and didn't know what to say: "There were a lot of protesters outside the Congress to demonstrate, and the environment was complicated and difficult."

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

It was truly the most difficult task he had ever seen in his career.It is not difficult to get rid of the curse, but the difficult thing is that the people targeted by the curse cannot die, and there are still a group of innocent people outside who add fuel to the fire.The actions of the conjurer are secretive, so too many people can't see and know that there are ugly and terrifying things like curses in this world, but the scene is crowded with people... It's even more embarrassing than dancing in shackles.

It is indeed a difficult problem that only a super conjurer can solve.

"Five articles, Xia You, you set off immediately. Be sure to ensure the safety of the people inside the Capitol, and put the accounts in place, otherwise, go and deal with the remaining troubles with the supervisory assistants."

Ye Mozheng waved his hands and drove the two students out: "Glass, you go to the treatment room to prepare for first aid. Even if Wutiao and Xia You rushed there at the same time... Considering the time difference, we cannot guarantee that all the people involved in the incident will be safe. safe and sound."

"Temporary urgent mission?" Gojo Satoru had already taken his mobile phone from Xia Youjie, and saw that there was no new message reply, with displeasure written all over his face: "Can Jie be alone? I have an appointment with my girlfriend." out to play!"

"I'm very sorry, the matter is too urgent. Even if one more person dies, the current economic crisis may be even deeper."

The supervision assistant was about to cry: "We can arrange another time for you to rest, or explain to the lady on your behalf!"

"Forget it, hurry up and let me explain myself." He sent a message of "where are you", but there was no response.

That is, is there a possibility that the place where the curse appears is exactly where Mori Yuki is?

"Give me the coordinates, and I will teleport Jie directly with the magic formula."

When I called, I could only hear the "Temporarily Unavailable" notification tone, and the young man's face became more and more ugly.

"What's the matter?" Xia Youjie who walked up to him asked casually, and Gojo Satoru whispered, "Yuki came to Tokyo today for a meeting..."

Xia Youjie: "..."

If there is an ordinary curse, there is no need to worry about her, but it is another range if it is level one or above.

The two exchanged glances, Wujo Wu grabbed Xia Youjie's arm, raised his fingers to perform the spell - [Cang], and instantly came from the school corridor to the air above the Capitol.At your feet is the huge pale golden cube that can be called a miracle that enveloped the entire Capitol, and the police outside are desperately cooperating with a few familiar PortMafia to evacuate the demonstrators.

No need to analyze, she must be here.

"Put down the tent first, as long as you can see it, Yuki will find a way to deal with the curse spirit."

Xia Youjie calmly released the ray mantra to circle and swim around him, Wujo Wu let go of him, and a dark blue enchantment fell from the sky.

Time went back to the beginning of the secret meeting.

The leader of PortMafia was aggressive, the military and police representatives slapped the table and stared, and the Congress representatives held their sleeves and made mud.

For PortMafia, the withdrawal of military police from Yokohama is not negotiable.The first generation is dead, the victory and defeat of the two sides have been divided, and the underground prison is full of prisoners. At this point, there is no reason to retreat anyway.In the eyes of the military and police, withdrawing from Yokohama is a disgrace second only to the black ship coming and going.

Oh, Yuki Mori happens to be a mixed race, a foreigner.

"Impossible, don't even think about it! Obediently release the detained military police and the person in charge, the old man may apply for a life sentence for you. A female stream, a wild dog in the sewer, a sea cockroach parasitizing in Yokohama Poor bastard, dare to speak such nonsense!"

The middle-aged man dropped the cup in front of him, and the tiles were all over the floor, and the table was creaked by him.

Mori Yuki sat opposite him, with a tolerant and patient smile like watching an epileptic patient.The harder the opponent swears, the more it shows that they don't have much to do, and they have no choice but to have a good time.

"Wild dogs, sea cockroaches, and so on. They are very vivid. Heh," she slowly put the decorative teacup in front of her from left to right, gentle and considerate: "I don't understand why the military and police have any need to stay in Yokohama. Security matters. The Metropolitan Police Department, Civil Affairs has the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Coastal Defense has the US Garrison... May I ask what exactly do the military and police do?"

No one can answer this question.

The international community does not allow island countries to support the military, and it is difficult to explain what happened in Congress.So the Congress representative smiled and raised his hand: "Calm down, both of you are calm."

"The purpose of sitting here is to resolve disputes. We are all civilized people. Haha, please speak up if you have something to say."

The recorder was making shorthand notes quickly, and Yuki Mori looked down at him, then turned to look at the person in charge of the military police: "Need me to tell you the final result of the military and police intervention in the Yokohama area in the past ten years? "

No need to answer, she really recited the time, place, event, name and death toll one by one, and the military and police representatives flushed red: "Right now the jammer is turned on, and it is impossible to search for news verification. But as a high-level military and police officer, you can't You have completely forgotten about those crying blood and tears."

"Well, that was a sacrifice made out of necessity. Without the intervention of the military and police, the matter would only be more serious!" He threw out these words loudly, and Mori Yuki grinned a few times: "Sorry, not long ago At the end of the Cangqi incident, probably only one person with supernatural ability belonging to the civil organization survived, including the team sent by the military and police, all died in the explosion, they are..."

After reading out the names of those people, she shook her head: "It doesn't have to be like this at all. The cumbersome application procedures, the condensed information channels, the low efficiency, and the bad habit of bucking each other's responsibilities are all the culprits that caused the tragedy."

"Let's put it this way, I hope that the military and police will be more sensible and go on their own, instead of being killed by PortMafia!"

The girl who ruled the night in the entire Kanto region showed a shark-like smile: "It's just the difference between a toast and a fine. Don't think that I'm really here to bargain with you."

A real biting dog can't bark. She threw the bottom line so calmly that the two representatives present finally realized that the leader of PortMafia is not Tsundere Nacho.She really wants to expel the military and police from the Yokohama site.

"You!" The military and police representative pointed at the girl with shaking fingers: "You are so courageous, this is rebellion! It is a felony with the death penalty! You!"

"Don't you think we just asked you to come to a meeting? After seeing the facts clearly, the military and police have already dispatched in Yokohama, and will soon wipe out the lair you rely on. There are already hundreds of special forces ambushing outside the meeting room, Just rely on the entourage you brought? Don’t be stubborn, surrender and save your life!”

"What?" The representative of Congress turned pale with fright, not knowing that the military and police had made such a move.

He is not worried that both sides will open fire in Congress, he is worried that he will be involved in this dispute and lose his life.

"Yeah, sorry, let me laugh for a while." Mori Yuki turned his face away, and smiled for a long time in a very polite manner on the surface.Laughing until the military and police representatives panicked: "What are you laughing at?!"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Yuki Mori put away his laughter: "Is this the first time you've seen a person with a different ability? I'm sorry, it made you have a false judgment on the strength of a person with a different ability."

"It is not only those who surpass can reverse the victory."

She sat on the seat in a very ladylike posture, and the floor under her feet was continuously corroded as the poison spread.The sound of wood and stone being dissolved reached the ears, and when the two representatives found out, they were completely surrounded by an ominous green liquid.

"You dare to kill me?!" The military and police representative couldn't believe his eyes, and the congress representative was also dumbfounded: "You, what are you? There's no need to be like this, calm down, Miss Sen!"

"Don't worry," Mori Yuki explained patiently with a smile again: "I won't do anything to you, just to show what people with supernatural abilities can do."

"Presumptuous! Too presumptuous!" The military and police representative slapped the table and got up, drew a pistol from his boot and fired.Mori Yuki, who had been prepared for a long time, dodged, and the next second the ceiling was crushed by an unknown invisible thing, and the cold gray chill gradually moved up the spine.

The recorder sitting in the corner threw away the notes and stood up: "Miss Yuki, are you injured? Are you okay?"

The meeting room fell into chaos. The military, police and congress representatives were unable to dodge, were injured by falling building debris, and were blocked by the obliquely inserted steel structure on the other side.

Left alone at the other end of the room, Mori Yuki quietly looked at the young man walking towards him: "It seems to be hurt a little, what should I do?"

"That's really terrible, I'm here to help you." He raised his head, and the huge stitched wound spanning the entire upper layer of the face was exposed from under the bangs: "Don't be afraid, everything will be over soon."

With no weapons and communication blocked, this ordinary woman is like a weak lamb waiting to be slaughtered.The man licked his lips, very pleased with the beautiful new body he was about to acquire.