The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

Facts have proved that no matter who is strong or weak, he has to bow his head and admit when his luck is bad.Gojo Satoru and Mori Yuki's only result in the two days after passing the Hokkaido fishing ground was a small octopus... The extremely bored young man on the transport ship searched the Internet repeatedly but could not find an explanation for this special situation.

This unscientific!

However, the reality is that the fish swim in the sea and insist on not taking the bait.

Further north, the sea water temperature drops even lower, and it is very unlikely for a novice to catch fish in this environment—this boat goes out to sea not to catch fish, and even the fishing rod and hook are borrowed from sailors , just to pass the time, no one expects results.

"How's the situation today?" The acquainted captain came to the deck to tease Mori Yuki, she spread her hands helplessly: "It's terrible, even the seagulls don't bother to follow, so there is nothing good in the sea."

"I also find it very strange, not to mention you, the others are not doing very well, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation in so many years." The captain shrugged his shoulders: "Vladivostok is just ahead, We have a week for loading and unloading, do we need to wait for you?"

"No need, the last stop is Moscow. If I have a chance, maybe I will go back to Germany." She shook the hair that fell from her forehead, and her smile was full of nostalgia: "Father Denard's situation is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid he won't save the opportunity for me until next year."

"Oh, there will always be a day for old people, when someone comes, someone will leave." He turned to look at the white-haired young man who was still refusing to give up while staring at the sea, and shook his head with a smile: "We all thought you would choose a taciturn person." A solid and reliable Russian boy, I didn't expect... Although he looks a bit similar in appearance, his personality is really incredible."

"Isn't it good to laugh no matter what you encounter?" She gave Mr. Captain a teasing look, and the purple eyes were full of mischief: "And he is busy enough that he doesn't need to spend extra energy to take care of him."

The captain shook his head, and then the two of them turned to look at Gojo Satoru, who was still wrestling with the fishing line.

The young man threw away the equipment that didn't have any buffs, rolled up his sleeves left and right, and jumped over the side of the ship with lightning speed and plunged into the sea.The captain turned pale with fright, and hurriedly pulled out the walkie-talkie to call for help.Mori Yuki held him down lazily: "It's okay, let him play, big beasts can't be kept in cages all the time. To be honest, I didn't expect that your boat didn't have any mechanical failure these days."

"Then I'll get someone to boil some hot water." The captain looked out hesitantly, and there was no one on the calm sea: "How about some strong wine to warm you up? Soaking in seawater this month is absolutely delicious."

"Hot water and sugar, nothing else. That guy is still too early to become an adult, so you treat him like a child." In order not to let himself swim through the last part of the journey, Mori Yuki completely gave up saving Fengping.

Seeing that she was not in a hurry, the captain simply stopped worrying about others in vain.Just a few minutes after leaving here, a huge splash of water splashed from the bottom of the ship's side. The strange-looking black sea fish was thrown on the deck by a standard parabola, and its rounded tail fin slapped.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the side of the boat with a terrifying hand, and Mori Yuki walked over and looked down with a smile. For some reason, Gojo Satoru, who was dripping all over his body, grinned: "Pull me~"

"Where's your limitless limit?" She asked knowingly, and Gojo Satoru, who was becoming more and more youthful, "cheated and ate" and laughed: "Oh, you don't feel sorry for me after the surgery is performed!"

She smiled and turned to the side, and after waiting for him for a while, she stretched out her hand: "Here?"

The big boy propped himself up against the side of the boat with all his strength, and even if he capsized, he had to grab Mori Yuki's hand first: "Hey!"

"Catch the fish~ I said that I will never let you eat dry food and canned food all the time. Hahahahaha! Song bream! It is also a very rare delicacy in China, how about it?"

He smoothed his hair with his free hand, and the squeezed seawater hit the deck with a splashing sound.

Yuki Mori looked curiously at the undead pine bream: "Have you eaten it?"

This thing looks a bit ugly, with black scales on the surface, arranged like pine cones.Gojo Satoru walked up to her and knelt down, pinching the pectoral fins of the fish with his hands and spreading them out like a fan of wings: "Of course, although the best season to eat it is summer, the meat and oil are actually very good all year round. You don't like to eat it?" If it’s raw, let the kitchen bake it.”

"Oh!" Mori Yuki, who had no detailed knowledge of the fish species, squatted down and poked the tail of the fish vigilantly.

This pine bream was extremely tenacious in life, and suddenly it was three feet high, and it turned its tail across and slapped the two-legged beast that dared to throw itself out of the water.Gojo Wujo was stunned and couldn't dodge in time, and he ate a big ear pocket. Fortunately, he slapped the fish back to the deck in time, preventing its escape plan from succeeding.

"You're finished!" He threatened the panting fish viciously, and headed for the kitchen with one hand holding its tail. When the sea breeze blew on the road, he couldn't help but sneezed: "Ha Qiu!"

"Catch a cold? The captain has someone prepare hot water and sugar for you. Go, I'll tell you to eat fish later." Mori Yuki could not help but drive him back to the cabin. It didn't brew, and I really felt a little chilly on my body, so I was obedient and surrendered the results of the battle and retreated first: "Be sure to call me as soon as possible!"

After taking the Matsuzuki and clasping his eyes with his hands, Mori Yuki was staggered by it: "Okay, okay, don't worry, don't catch a cold."

But having said that, an hour later, when the chef announced that the meal was served, she found Gojo Satoru in the cabin room who had started to have a fever.

"Didn't everyone say that idiots don't catch colds?" The girl sighed and released her supernatural powers. She poured cold water from the [cup], and the white hair shivered from the cold: "My head hurts, I want to hug it!"

"Dinner is ready, don't you want to eat?" Mori Yuki put his palm on Gojo Gojo's forehead, and the just right coolness made him hum with satisfaction: "Don't eat."

A hand got out from under the quilt, explored and touched the "fever-reducing sticker" on her head, and changed it to a grip to pull her into the "nest": "Headache."

The faint fragrance soothes the throbbing nerves in the forehead, if only she was smarter and took her home at that time?Gojo Satoru, whose brain was like a piece of paste, thought in a daze, hugging him firmly in his arms like now.He rubbed in satisfaction, ignoring the soft touch under his cheek.

Mori Yuki wanted to pull this guy away by pulling his hair, but he had already pulled Baimao out of two small pulls. Suddenly hearing his pitiful coquetry, he couldn't help crying and laughing as he let go of Gojo Satoru's hair, and backhanded the two Xiao Yaya went back.

The personality is so bad that it looks like a rampant crab with teeth and claws, but the hair is unexpectedly soft.Holding the body with a slightly higher temperature in her arms, she also felt a little sleepy after a while.When she opened her eyes again, the first thing the girl did was to quickly wipe the corners of her mouth to see if she was drooling from sleep.

Her movements were already very slight, but Gojo Satoru opened his eyes immediately, as if he hadn't transitioned from sleeping to waking at all.He stared at the buttons in front of him for a few seconds, and became puffy again as if someone had poured a bucket of ketchup on his head: "Ahhhhhhh!"

Yuki thought he would apologize, but he didn't expect this guy to open his mouth first with a series of annoyance: "I don't have any impression? Damn it!"

"Excuse me, what impression do you want to make?" She pushed the young man's shoulders and rolled over to sit on his waist. He readily accepted this kind of "benefit", and quickly rolled over and lay flat on his mouth, shouting indiscriminately: "Sister, don't, so shy!"

"I think..." Mori Yuki narrowed his eyes slowly: "It is necessary to check what information you have recently."

"No, I didn't watch the sexy photos of actresses with Jie, and I didn't imagine your face!" A certain person suddenly realized what he had said: "Ah..."

He looked at her like a rusty machine, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, please forgive me!" The young man bowed his head in apology very simply, and slowly lifted his head up again following the strength of the warm and soft hands on the side of his neck.Breathing stuck, oxygen scarce.There were sparkling water waves in her bright purple eyes, she lowered her head little by little and approached, and when he couldn't help but want to get closer, she ruthlessly and simply withdrew and left: "I see that your fever has subsided, and you are also gone." You're pretty refreshed, get up if you're okay."

So confused that he missed the great opportunity to take advantage, Wujo classmate wailed and rolled over while wrapping in the quilt and bumped his head against the bulkhead: "It's too much, Yuki, you are too much!"

"Ah, there is no way, I will be an adult after Christmas, but you still have more than three years before you have full capacity for civil conduct in the legal sense. As an adult, you have to learn to face temptation and control your desires, so... Five children, this is for your own good."

According to German law, even if you are an adult, the island country still adheres to the old rules of [-] years old, and you have to wait a long time to change it.

The young man knocked on the bulkhead several times in grief and anger. When he heard footsteps moving towards the door, he quickly lifted the quilt and jumped up to stick it: "At least forgive me? I have already been punished!"

"What did I do to you?" Mori Yuki turned around and smirked, Gojo Satoru froze - the problem was that you didn't do anything!White looking forward to one!

"I was wrong, I know, I didn't do it on purpose. I was just curious. I found it when I was hungry when I was writing a check at Jie's side." Leaving aside the truth, he threw the pot very skillfully. On the heads of those who were not present, they couldn't change the subject more bluntly: "how is that pine bream, does it taste good?"

"I've been staying here and haven't gone out, and the pine bream won't fly over on a plate, how do I know?"

She stepped on his feet very cautiously, and was immediately supported on the feet to barely stand firm: "How about this? I'm already very sincere!"

"I've heard people say that there is a requirement in the workplace in the island country that 'if you apologize, you must expose Oupai'?" Yuki Mori was just joking, but Gojo Satoru was holding the button with one hand full of energy: "If you want to see it, tell me sooner, I You can accompany me at any time, and you can watch as long as you want, and you can touch it!"

"Although the pectoralis major muscles of people who have exercised are soft when they relax, it is obvious that women's bodies feel better under the action of hormones after puberty..." The dirty jokes she has heard in her life are probably more than those printed in his textbooks. Many, not at all embarrassed and shy because of such a small-scale topic: "In other words, touching you is better than touching myself."

Wutiaowu: "..."

I am often killed by my girlfriend because my tier is not high enough. At this time, should I admit defeat decisively or take the opportunity to ask for true knowledge?

After a moment of hesitation, he missed the opportunity again. Mori Yuki took a step back and bent over to find the shoes from the bedside and put them on: "Hurry up and get dressed, I'll go to the kitchen to see what else is left."

Fortunately, the captain was an old acquaintance who had worked with him for many years, so he left half a raw pine bream for the two young men who couldn't shout out, allowing them to figure out what to do with it.Even if she has never mastered too complicated cooking methods, Mori Yuki still knows how to bake protein food. When Gojo Satoru wrapped herself tightly and followed, what she saw was squatting in front of the oven and carefully observing the firepower. degree of silhouette.

Focusing on the target without distraction, like a black cat with round eyes waiting for an opportunity.

Opening the refrigerator equipped on the ship, he dug out lemons and other condiments, took out a canned fruit and placed it as if he couldn't afford it, and finally there were two cups of hot coffee.

"It tastes good!" The fish I caught from the sea with my own hands will taste the same no matter what.This fish was rich in fat, and no matter how hard the two of them tried, they only ate half of it, and the rest was put back in the freezer for preservation.

On the third day when the fleet docked, the Vladivostok pier was already crowded with trucks that came to pull the goods.

"Go this way." Even in a port that is not frozen all year round, the body temperature is much lower than that of an island country.No need for Mori Yuki to remind the second sentence, Gojo Satoru stepped forward and grabbed her to extend the limitless to the two of them: "That's all right~"

He couldn't speak or understand Russian before, and he only held the Buddha's feet on the boat for a few days temporarily, and he didn't set foot on this land through normal official channels. If he got separated, things would become very troublesome.Fortunately, Mori Yuki didn't plan to kidnap him and sell him, so he clenched his fingers behind his back, followed the flow of people into the pier and turned a few more turns, and found a connector outside a bar door.

Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as "looking for". There are too many people around here, only they don't smell of alcohol, obviously they didn't come here for drinking.

"Mr. Petukhov! It's been a long time since I saw you, I wish you all the best!"

Mori Yuki let go of his hands and bumped shoulders with the bearded man, who obviously didn't regard her as a girl: "My dear little Alice, look at you! You have grown into a big girl!"

After speaking, he looked at Gojo Satoru suspiciously, as if he didn't quite understand the identity of this guy: "Where's my good buddy Rimbaud?"

"The French are not tolerant of severe cold. I let him stay at home and warm himself for the winter."

It was the first time for Gojo Satoru to experience the feeling of being truly treated as a follower and guard. The man with half of his face covered by a beard probably asked something, then looked away and laughed and patted Mori Yuki on the arm. Ula Ula didn't know what they were talking about.

They exchanged a few more words, then lifted their legs and walked along the road towards the dark forest in the distance.

"Why are you standing there? Come on!" Mori Yuki took two steps forward, stopped and turned around.The cold air dyed her cheeks a color not inferior to that of roses, and the white air she exhaled rose densely, making those purple eyes even brighter.She smiled, with a cheerful expression that was rarely seen in the island country: "Mr. Petukhov came here today with a sled team. If you miss it, you will definitely regret it!"

"Ah..." He responded, raising his legs to follow: "What sledge?"

Petukhov looked over for a second time, and his eyes fell on the girl's hand stretched out to the white-haired young man: "Oh~ I see!"

"Of course it's a sled pulled by sled dogs," Mori Yuki approached Gojo Satoru to explain to him: "Siberia has been covered with snow since October, and if you want to freely enter and leave the forest farm stronghold, you can only rely on snow equipment. It’s better than a machine, but you have to keep an eye on the competition in the team.”

The hot air was blowing against the ears, itching a bit.

Gojo Satoru scratched his earlobe and asked, "Since the traffic is so inconvenient this season, why did you choose this time to visit?"

"Because the people I want to see are only available in winter, and the people I don't want to see may have sneaked into Yokohama right now."

She showed a bit of cruelty: "I stay in Yokohama, and I am his pawn. If I leave Yokohama, it is equivalent to switching venues and restarting the game."

A few dogs barking in the distance interrupted her, Petukhov yelled happily in response, and said to Mori Yuki: "That's great, it seems that they all still remember you."

"It's unbelievable, what a dog!" She praised without hesitation for making her master happy physically and mentally. The bearded man led them to gather with the big team, and quickly arranged for a lighter sled to come over: "Honey, take a new guest to try the dog!" Try our game here."

Mori Yuki patted the heads of the sled dogs one by one, especially touching the head dog's neck a few more times.Sitting on the sled, she waved to Gojo Satoru with an excited expression, "Come on, I'll take you on the sled."

Under normal circumstances, it seems that he, a "playboy" from a wealthy family, is driving his girlfriend for racing and drinking?Wutiao finally realized that there was something wrong with the script in his hand: "But...wouldn't it look ugly sitting behind a girl?"

"Then you sit in the child seat in front of me?" Mori Yuki looked down: "Can you sit in it, you are so tall!"

The altitude of this guy has already marched toward 1.9 meters, and it can always be scary to shake it unexpectedly.

"Hurry up, don't you feel cold?" She patted the armrest, Gojo Satoru sighed, and finally chose to sit in the back seat that looked ugly—it wasn't that he didn't dare to sit in the front, it was because the hard conditions couldn't be met, and the squeeze do not go in.

Seeing that the guests were ready, Petukhov yelled up to the sky, and the others followed suit, with some dogs joining in the fun, and the next second the sled was pulled violently and galloped across the snow.This is an attempt that cannot be experienced in the narrow mountains of the island country. The snowflakes mixed with the cold air make the cheeks hurt, but the primitive and rough wildness makes people unable to extricate themselves.

"Woohoo—wow! Hahahahaha!" The young man withdrew the no-lower-limit spell, and opened his hands in the wind, his snow-white hair was messed up by the strong wind: "Fly up~"

Echoing long whistles came from the other sleds very quickly. People are more accustomed to calling each other in this high-speed moving situation.

Mori Yuki sat in the front and pulled the rein, and when he heard Wujo Gojo bluffing behind him, he smiled and chose a smoother road-dogs can run faster, and sleds can slide faster.The dog pulling the sled for Petukhov is the real leader of this group of sled dogs. Of course, he cannot accept being overshadowed by the "young man", and his speed is getting faster and faster. Seeing this, the bearded man not only does not stop him, but drives him to encourage them to compete.

Soon the normal rush turned into a sled race, people were more aggressive than dogs, shouting and urging the sled dogs to speed up.

"Hahahahaha!" Mori Yuki was very good at seizing the opportunity to snatch the best way to go.Her dog was a little young and immature, but under the excellent command, she got a better running environment, her four paws barely touched the ground, and finally arrived at the same time as the experienced old "runners" of Petukhov's team end.

Hidden birch grove in the mountains.

"Hey! I haven't had such a good time running in many years! I must drink a few more glasses today, for the sake of health!"

The bearded man jumped off the sled, laughed and stepped forward to pat Mori Yuki and Gojo Satoru.Bread and salt were delivered to him, and the young man who had made up his lessons early didn't even have any grains of salt left on his plate—for a big sweet party, this could be regarded as the limit output.

Mori Yuki thanked him for his hospitality with a smile, and when the topic changed, he directly brought out the business.It's not the first time she's seen Petukhov. If there's anything serious, there's no need to hide it: "Mr. Petukhov, I'm here mainly to see old friends, and I want to go out again in the future." But it’s difficult. When the snow melts, Mr. Rimbaud will accompany my subordinates to visit you, and my shipping business will be transferred to that family member from now on.”

"Yes, yes, I heard about you from Fyodor Nari. I'm sorry that your father passed away, but considering that he was a man who could let the youngest daughter escort the munitions alone, it doesn't seem to matter. It's a pity. It's a good thing that you can form your own family, and from the perspective of business, we can cooperate with you with more confidence."

Don't look at the rough beard, there is no lack of heart.Hospitality is hospitality, business is another.

The business partner made a special trip to explain the change of the handler. I have to say that this is great respect and sincerity. He has nothing to complain about. The next topic is the proportion of bulk commodities.

"Palm oil is going crazy. There is no better alternative at present. After all, it is already the cheapest edible vegetable oil. If you can't accept the price adjustment, I suggest not to continue to expand the purchase, and increase the milk cow on the basis of maintaining the original quantity. The scale of farming, after all, the animal husbandry here is more developed without considering the risk and loss of shipping.”

"Barley...wheat...sugar..."

Gojo Satoru sat next to him, others listened intently, only he concentrated on watching, watching Mori Yuki in working condition.Ambition was burning in the purple eyes, but at this moment, her appearance became her most insignificant and least worthy of description.