The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

"Obviously you are the guy who let us get wet, why should I iron your clothes for you!"

Uchiha Wansora ground his back molars.Susanoo in front of her was holding a black coat in her hand, and the blade in her hand was infused with fire-attributed chakras to burn the folds of the clothes.

Osamu Dazai held Miki's small water gun in his hand, and sprayed some water on his clothes from time to time.

In this way, a human-shaped garment steamer appeared.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Kong-chan, it's called hard work for the capable."

Last night Osamu Dazai slapped his hand, which made both of them drenched by the heavy rain. Finally, they went to a nearby construction site to find a water pipe, and the two of them huddled together in the water pipe to keep warm, and finally passed the rainy night.

The next day, Osamu Dazai's black suit and coat were wrinkled like sauerkraut because he couldn't get rid of it.

Originally, Uchiha Wansora didn't intend to help, but Osamu Dazai pulled her sleeve to play tricks, "Sora-chan also covered this dress last night, you have to be responsible for it!"

Uchiha Wansora was full of question marks.

Why on earth is she responsible for a dress?

Her Susanoo, her fire attribute chakra, and her knife, why did they turn into a humanoid clothes steamer?

But she thinks the effect is good, and she may be able to open a laundry shop in the future.

She has read many books, which say that special features are a point of making money.This is the feature, maybe you can make a lot of money.Uchiha Wankong was thinking silently in his heart.

After sending the ancestor Osamu Dazai away, Uchiha Wansora finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt that going to the battlefield and fighting with thousands of hands was easier than serving this ancestor.

Ms. Management's shop has recently received takeaway orders, most of which are sent to the headquarters of the Port Mafia for Alice.

She went so many times that even the guards at the gate knew her, and when they saw her holding a cake, they let her go.

"Every time I see Alice eating so happily, my heart melts." Mori Ogai pouted his chin and looked at the blond girl eating the cake without blinking.

Alice snorted, turned her head to one side, and there was still some cream on the corner of her mouth. Even if she was angry, she was extremely cute.

Uchiha Wansora nodded in agreement, "If it wasn't for seeing Alice eating so happily, I don't know if it was Dr. Mori who deliberately transferred me away from Miss Zhizhi."

Mori Ogai sighed, frowned and said sadly, "Sometimes I wonder if you did it on purpose."

Obviously see through some things, but still follow their ideas to do it.I don't know if I'm too proud, or I really don't care.

That feeling of I know what you're up to, but I'm just playing dumb is really annoying.

Uchiha Wansora only returned him a shallow smile, and asked innocently, "What's on purpose?"

"Ah—are you really afraid of chatting with someone like Miss Wansora?" Mori Ogai scratched his hair in distress, but this time he admitted it unexpectedly bluntly.

"But this time it was indeed on purpose."

"After all, disturbing other people's relationship is a bad thing, whether it's for Miss Wan Kong, or for Mr. Shicun and Miss Zhi."

Uchiha Wansora raised his eyebrows and looked at him meaningfully, "Dating? You can even get people's last names wrong..."

She didn't forget that on the first day's order, it said "Miss Suzuki".

"Without this misunderstanding, they would not have established this relationship." Mori Ogai stood up and looked down through the glass.

The sky is blue. Standing in this position, you can overlook the entire Yokohama. Rows of buildings are separated by the river. Countless large-tonnage cargo ships are parked at the port. People the size of ants are working hard. The Ferris wheel in the distance is slowly turning.

Seen from a height, all of these are incomparably small, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can grab them.

"Without the protection of the surname Suzuki, Ms. Zhi has become a gem, and has been obtained by those who desire her the most." Mori Ogai said with his hands behind his back.

Today's precarious port mafia can't offend the huge Suzuki Group, but it doesn't mean they can't solve a small dessert shop owner.

"And ah, such a kind and beautiful Miss Zhi can be treated sincerely by Miss Wan Kong, why can't she attract another person who is in the dark."

"Just like the red leaves are attracted by Mr. Wulin, isn't phototaxis a characteristic of us reptiles in the dark?"

Uchiha Wanzo narrowed his eyes, looking at the sloppy looking doctor in white coat in front of him.

Mori Ogai looked at her without fear.

Finally, Uchiha Wansora smiled softly, "That's it."

I have to say, she was really convinced.

"However, I don't think Dr. Sen is a reptile."

The reptiles at the bottom don't have such ambition in their eyes.

What did his ambition have to do with her, though?

Uchiha Wansora stood beside Dr. Mori and looked down.

The height of this building is almost as high as that of Susano in its full form. The destruction of this city only requires a tremor in the eye of reincarnation.

The book "Sage of the Six Paths" records that the moon was made by the Sage of the Six Paths who sealed the ten tails and used the Earth Explosion Star, and the Uchiha family, who inherited the eyes of the Indra Sage, lost their only evenly matched opponent. Not interested at all.

Uchiha Wansora enjoys life in this world, abides by the rules of this world, but is not interested in the undercurrents in this world.

About is a word, meaningless.

Mori Ogai suddenly said another thing: "Mr. Shisha wants to leave the port mafia."

"After all, only by leaving the port mafia can he pursue Miss Management with peace of mind, otherwise he will end up like Hongye."

"It was obviously her naive idea, but his lover bore the leader's anger for her."

Uchiha Wansora's eyes sharpened, "As far as I know, no one is able to defect from Hong Kong gangsters alive."

"Not now." Mori Ogai looked at the clear sky outside, and said indifferently: "The sky is going to change."

Uchiha Wansora played with his hair indifferently, "I see, I won't interfere in your affairs."

When she left, Alice tilted her head innocently, and even her voice had a sweet smell of cake, "Sure enough, it's exactly what Osamu Dazai said."

Uchiha Wansora can satisfy some of their small requirements, but only if they ask for this small request.Otherwise, even if she knew, she would pretend to be stupid.

Mori Ogai rubbed his temples, and said distressedly, "It's not that simple."

"Dazai has been staring at his hands today."

Mr. Da Zuo glanced at the young man sitting in the passenger seat, and said with a smile.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the back of the chair with a confused look on his face. He withdrew his hands and put them in his pockets, and asked, "Has Mr. Dazuo ever been slapped in the palm of his hand?"

"Slapping the palm?" Da Zuo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled reminiscently, "I have."

No matter how vicious the mafia is, it also grew up from childhood.

Fortunately, Da Zuo had a more complete childhood than other people who joined the Mafia. Even if he joined the Mafia now, regardless of other things, he still seemed gentle and popular within the Mafia.

"I still remember being beaten on the palm by my mother when my country was young."

"In retrospect..." He smiled and shook his head, "I miss you."

"Mr. Dazai, why was he beaten on the palm?" Osamu Dazai continued to ask.

The action of hitting the palm is strict and intimate.He is indeed smart, but he still feels strange and at a loss when facing things that he has never encountered before.

Mr. Da Zuo grinned happily, "Probably because I haven't finished my homework, or I can't recite the text, there are many reasons."

He looked down at his already wrinkled hands. The feeling of his stern mother's slap on his palms seemed to be still on it, and this stroke would last a lifetime.

"But every time after the fight, she would apologize to me and make a meal of my favorite tamagoyaki."

"Alas—" Osamu Dazai sighed long, "I was slapped by a very vile person, it's impossible for her to apologize to me."

Osamu Dazai patted the cushion angrily, "Maybe that guy doesn't realize how bad this thing is at all!"

Mr. Da Zuo echoed: "That is really a vile adult."

"It's not only bad! It's also cruel!"

That guy obviously doesn't care about anything, but he makes a warm gesture, but the warmth is true, and it's true if he doesn't care.

It's like tricking the dog into killing it!

Osamu Dazai rarely had the expression that a 14-year-old boy should have, and he was complaining about that person with Mr. Dazuo all the way.Mr. Da Zuo also nodded kindly.

The driver brother sitting in the driver's seat also nodded cheerfully, "Dazai is just a child."

Even if Osamu Dazai hadn't joined the Port Mafia yet, he had unknowingly integrated into it.

When the car drove into the gate of the Gang Hei headquarters, Osamu Dazai stopped complaining abruptly.

There is nothing more embarrassing than seeing the real Lord when you are speaking ill of someone.

Mr. Da Zuo followed his gaze and saw a delicate girl standing at the door with a yellow hat on her head and a travel magazine in her hand.

"Is that Dazai's friend?" Da Zuo asked with a smile, "Why don't you go find her first, and don't keep the girl waiting for too long."

Osamu Dazai was only stunned for a moment, and then returned to his original state, "Then I'll go and talk to her first."

He opened the door and got out of the car, walked up to Uchiha Wansora and shook his hand, "Yo~"

Uchiha Wansora raised his head, gave a cold "hmm", and was about to leave.

This operation made Osamu Dazai stunned.

"Hey! What's the matter with you coming here suddenly today?" Osamu Dazai held her wrist, half complaining and half coquettishly speaking.

Uchiha Wansora blinked and said casually: "I'm here to deliver food, didn't you blame me last time for not saying hello to you when I saw you?"

Osamu Dazai restrained the smile on his face, and asked in a rare serious manner: "So that's why you're waiting here?"

Last time he just said it casually, he just wanted to tease Uchiha Wansora.

His fingers accidentally touched the travel magazine, and the pages were a little hot. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day.

Uchiha Wansora has definitely been standing here for a long time, just to say "huh" to him?

"Yeah, or is it here to give you candy?"

Uchiha Wansora just said it casually, but Osamu Dazai crawled quickly along the pole, spread his palm in front of her, and asked confidently: "What about the candy?"

Uchiha Wansora patted his palm lightly, "No, we'll talk about it next time."

"I still have something to do, let's go first." Putting these words aside, before Osamu Dazai could respond, Uchiha left without looking back.

Osamu Dazai just stood there, watching her gradually leaving back, suddenly smiled, and said something softly, not daring Uchiha Wanzo to hear.

"Forget it, I forgive you."

He said to himself: "I am really generous."