Substitutes are not a problem

Chapter89

"During this time, you have not restricted my movement, and you are not worried that I will escape at all, because you know that I have nowhere to go. In the high-level government, Mr. Tsushima, who once sheltered me, has long since passed away, fled outside, the port mafia As long as I am no longer protected, then I will fall directly into the hands of that organization, and it is no different from you trading me to them."

In the past four years, she has devoted herself to the development and growth of the Port Mafia together with the members of the Port Mafia. From the beginning, she simply thought that the stronger the Port Mafia, the stronger the protection she would get, and then she gradually realized that She has a sense of belonging to this place, and little by little, she really regards this place as her own home.

Back then, during the assassination of the king, Chuya once said that the mafia would never spare those who killed their family members.

However, if she was chosen to abandon her by her family, abandoned by the husband who once gave birth to a glimmer of hope and thought that she might go all the way forever... What kind of expression should she put on to be correct?

On the night of her last birthday, she asked him if he could continue like this. His so-called answer... It really was her own wishful thinking. He was actually asleep from the beginning to the end.

"You've also figured out that I won't run away with Dazai, it's not easy enough for that child to hide from all the people who hate him in the other world alone, how could I drag him down.

Besides, that child has decided to be the one who saves people. He needs to clear his case and reappear in front of the world with a clean new identity. My past is related to various secret organizations. It is better to cut off the relationship with him. "

Every time that child appeared in front of her, even if the essence remained the same, she would always see a different image.

From the young master Shuji I met for the first time 14 years ago, to Dazai Osamu who I met when we reunited four years ago, he was obviously looking for death, but he was forced to stay in this world by his too tenacious vitality, living a ridiculous period But a strange life, growing up in this world that made him oxidize.

The next time that child walks in the world with a new look and does the work of saving people, what will he be like? Will he be a cunning and cautious government secret agent, or a free and unrestrained but trusted Liberty? Detective, it's really exciting.

If she still has a chance to see it.

"You are not worried that after I return to that organization, I will leak all kinds of confidential information inside the port mafia. Because there are still many people I care about here, and you know that I will not be against them anyway, They are the hostages you use to hold me down emotionally and silence me."

Even if she is abandoned, she has no way to be a traitor.

This is also the cleverness of this man, making her direct all her anger at him instead of at the port mafia.

It even made her have a ridiculous sense of honor, making her feel that she sacrificed herself to help the port mafia get a license to open with special abilities, and she was contributing to the port mafia.

It's despicable enough.

"All your calculations and considerations, is there anything else that needs to be added, sir?"

Yuan raised his head, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the man in front of him with irony in his eyes.

And under that sarcasm, madness surged with a sadness that she didn't even notice.

Mori Ogai still maintained his impeccable demeanor, as usual, slowly said: "No, that's why I said... Yuan is the person who understands me best in this world."

He has said this countless times.

Every time he said that she was the person who knew him best, he was happy and satisfied.There was even a hint of...happiness that touched a certain corner of his heart...

However, this was the first time that when he said this, there was a sorrow that he could not suppress with absolute reason.

The only thing that can be done is to say this sentence as calmly and completely as possible without letting your voice tremble.

After silently staring at each other for a while, Yuan spoke first, without any extra emotion: "Dissolving the marriage relationship is the last step to complete your optimal solution chess game. After all, what will the organization I return to become in the future?" It's hard to say, I'd better cut off all ties with you and the Port Mafia."

Mori Ogai did not deny it, although his eyes darkened a bit when he heard the sentence of dissolution of the marriage: "It is up to you in whatever way you want to dissolve the marriage."

"Then... How about being widowed? If the husband dies, this marriage will naturally cease to exist, right?"

While speaking, Gen took out the scalpel for self-defense from Mori Ogai's clothes in a very quick manner, and precisely pressed it against his carotid artery.

As long as it is cut with a single knife, she can complete what he once did to the leader of the previous generation.

And it was faked as a suicide without leaving any suspicious traces.

However, Mori Ogai stood there motionless, so calm and calm that he didn't even change his breath at all, and he had no intention of summoning his humanoid special ability Alice to help reverse the situation.

Because, the situation has never been out of his control.

He knew she would not kill him, just as she knew him so well, he also knew her very well.

The man's attitude that assured her that she would not do anything caused Yuan's heart to burst into anger, but she didn't know whether she was angry with the man or herself.

In the end, at the moment when the scalpel was about to cut the skin at the carotid artery, Yuan avoided the vital point, slashed randomly on the neck as if venting, and threw the scalpel aside with blood beads, which splashed On the wall of the chief's office.

"Of course, of course you have to live. It's a good idea for Zhongye and the others to just kick their legs and leave before their salary is paid."

Yuan felt that he was surprisingly calm now, so calm that he still had the mood to tell a cold joke: "Okay, since I can choose the way of divorce, then this is it... to declare to the outside world that I fell in love with a younger and handsome man outside, yes You, the leader of Mori Ogai, have already disliked you so much that you don't even bother to act with you anymore.

Because you have too many shady handles in my hands.So you can only respectfully let me go, and the husband and wife have to give me my half of the joint property after marriage.

Those properties, help me open a private account to deposit in the bank to earn interest, and give it to Zhongye when he is 20 years old in two years, so let me give him a coming-of-age gift. "

She had already given Dazai all the private money she had saved, so no matter what, she had to leave some money for Chuya, the two children couldn't treat each other more favorably.

Well, her estate is distributed.

"Anyway, you, Mori Ogai, have never cared about reputation. So this kind of rhetoric is just a small revenge for you. Don't you mind Mori Ogai? Take out a good divorce agreement, sign it early and end it sooner."

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Three days later—

The rainy season in Yokohama is extremely long, and it seems that people who live in this city will deeply remember the scene in the rain.

After finishing all the tasks in Southeast Asia, Nakahara finally returned to Yokohama, and as soon as he returned to Yokohama, he went straight to the chief's office at the headquarters.

A few days ago, when he was in Southeast Asia, he received an urgent message from his subordinates—Osamu Dazai, a cadre, had defected.

When he heard the news of his partner's defection, he couldn't figure out how he felt for a while.

He should be happy, he should be happy, that bastard partner who always provoked him, annoyed him, and calculated him is finally gone, he should be so happy that he laughed loudly!

In order to prove that he was really happy, he laughed and opened a bottle of Petrus bought locally at a high price. He was completely ignorant even when the subordinate who helped him take care of the villa told him that his favorite sports car in the garage exploded. not give a damn about.

When he returned to Yokohama with what he thought was a happy mood, as soon as he landed, he learned an even more shocking news from the subordinate who picked him up-the leader and Mrs. Yuan divorced, and Mrs. Yuan had left the port gangsters. party!

The moment he heard the news, his brain was in a trance for a few seconds, and when he learned the reason for their divorce... he was just joking!How can this be!It's too early for April Fool's Day!

Dang even rushed to the leader's office at the headquarters, wanting to confirm from the leader that all of this was just a ridiculous joke.

Chief's Office—

Mori Ogai was not displeased at Chuya Nakahara's failure to report the mission immediately after his return, but directly asked about his marriage. , but she and I have indeed divorced."

There are also thousands of words in the Central Plains that want to ask questions, but they don't know where to start. When she was leaving last month, she still smiled and said that she would wait for him to bring back a souvenir from Southeast Asia...

Why, it suddenly became like this...

"The source has returned to the organization she originally belonged to."

"The original organization!"

"Don't worry, I'm not betraying the Port Mafia... It's just that, from now on, I no longer have any contact with the Port Mafia."

"leader!"

"Don't even think about finding her or seeing her. Before Yuan left, she left a message for you. She said... In the future, if it is possible to meet again, she must take the initiative to see you. If she can't see you If it comes to you, don't come to her. This sentence is also for Akutagawa-kun and the others, please convey it to me."

Mori Ogai understands that this is Yuan's protection for these children, and he does not want that huge and mysterious organization to affect these children.

After Zhongya Nakahara left, Mori Ogai, who was sitting alone on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned his head and looked at the bloodstain on the wall, which was sprayed when she scratched his neck with a scalpel that day. blood beads.

Four years ago, he did the same to the leader of the previous generation, the blood from the scalpel stained the wall.

The difference is that the former leader died, but he survived.

That day, at the end, when she left, he knew that the question in his heart was meaningless, but he still asked it——

[Do you hate me, Yuan? 】

She didn't answer him and just left.

Mori Ogai looked at Alice who was sitting by the French window.

"Alice-chan looks very lethargic today. Don't you want to draw crayons or eat cake?"

Alice didn't respond to him, her eyes were still blank, looking at the continuous rain outside the window quietly.

"Well, forget it, if Alice-chan is tired, take a good rest."

As the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, if he can't make an expression, let Alice replace him.