Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

One month after the Dragon Head War ended, Chu Shu was sent by the organization to Yokohama to investigate the incident.

Of course, what the organization values ​​most is the huge legacy of Cognac whose whereabouts are unknown.

Aside from the matter of inheritance, when investigating the cause and process of the "leading war", Chu Shu discovered something.

Although the dragon head war caused indelible trauma to the underground forces in Yokohama, some organizations were even severely injured in this struggle and never recovered.But at the same time, there are also some organizations that have gained a lot of benefits through this incident.

The Harbor Mafia is that exception.

Before the Dragon Head War, although the port mafia was feared by other underground forces, it was not a dominant situation.

Apart from the port mafia, there are still several old organizations and parties dormant in the underground world of Yokohama. Most of these organizations have taken root in this land when Yokohama became a concession. After a long period of time and the baptism of war, their scale and power have grown With continuous expansion, it has long since become an existence that even the government cannot shake.

However, no one expected that this leading war would turn into such an uncontrollable situation. These old organization forces usually think too much of themselves and offended many small and medium-sized underground organizations. Taking advantage of this struggle, These small and medium-sized underground forces spontaneously organized together, and unexpectedly forcibly overthrew several huge organizations.

These old-fashioned organizations have been seriously injured in the leading war, and their roots have been injured. If they want to restore their former glory, they can only rely on accumulation.

On the other hand, the port mafia had already formulated a rigorous battle plan before the start of this large-scale fight.

Although it was inevitable that there would be many casualties in the end, those who died in the Dragon Head War were only some low-level members. Compared with the losses of other organizations, this loss of the Port Mafia is simply painless.

Once these old-fashioned organizations that can compete with the port mafia fall, there will be no other forces that can check and balance them. After that, the status of the port mafia in the underground world of Yokohama is self-evident.

Although the 5000 billion legacy that sparked this struggle is still missing.But this does not prevent the port mafia from becoming the biggest winner in this dragon battle.

There is another thing that these underground forces who survived the Dragon Head War know very well, that is, it was the two teenagers of the port mafia who put the end to this 88-day battle.

At this moment, one of them was standing in front of Chu Shu, asking him for a glass of brandy.

The boy was wearing a pure black suit, with a large suit jacket casually draped over his shoulders. His short black hair, which was originally fluffy and messy, had obviously been carefully groomed. The youthful facial features seem to have matured a lot.

Although there are still white bandages wrapped around his neck and wrists, it is rare that his face is not covered with bandages or gauze, and his clean and handsome facial features give a sense of harmlessness to humans and animals.

The young man at this moment doesn't look like the fearsome cadre candidate in the port mafia at all, but more like a young man from some noble family.

Chu Shu is an out-and-out face control, and he has no resistance at all to good-looking people. This can be seen from his daring to tease Qinjiu in person.

He had already known the identity of this boy when he ran into him in the trash can.At that time, the reason why he picked up the young man from the trash can on a whim was not because he wanted to obtain any information from the candidate for the port mafia cadre.

In fact, Chu Shu had already sorted out the causes and consequences of the leading war at that time, and there was absolutely no need to do such thankless and easy-to-miss things.

The reason why he was brought home was purely because the child was so good-looking, and his appearance perfectly matched Chu Shu's aesthetics.

Later, the boy ran away from his house without even saying hello, Chu Shu was quite sad.After all, it will not be so easy to pick up such a good-looking child from the trash can in the future.

Originally, Chu Shu thought that there might be no more interaction between the two of them, but he didn't expect to see this young man here so soon.

In normal times, Chu Shu might have rushed to give the boy a loving hug.But at this moment, his identity is Hirata Zangsuke, the attendant of the castle, not the flower-planting specialty purchaser who brought the boy home.

Chu Shu knew this young man named Osamu Dazai, but Hirata Zangsuke saw him for the first time today.

Therefore, for the boy's request for a glass of brandy, the castle attendant in a black vest and white shirt just calmly refused with a dull face.

"Sorry, underage can't drink alcohol."

"I think you must have misunderstood something."

The boy blinked, "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually an adult, but I'm relatively small, that's why I've always been regarded as a minor."

Then he stretched out his hands helplessly at the castle attendant on the opposite side, "Actually, I also hope that I can grow up a bit more mature."

Do you think the people's police will believe your nonsense?

Chu Shu looked indifferent.

When I was at his house before, who said that he was only sixteen this year and was still a child?

"Sorry, underage can't drink alcohol."

Chu Shu, it should be Hirata Kurosuke now, repeated the sentence just now with a wooden face.

"Why are you so sure I'm a minor?"

The black-haired boy tilted his head and looked puzzled.

"There should be quite a few people like me who look small but are actually adults. Why are you so sure that I am not an adult?"

The boy raised his head and looked at the ordinary-looking castle attendant in front of him, his iris-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was slightly low, "Or do you actually know me?"

"of course."

Hirata Zousuke nodded and admitted without changing his expression, "We remember the appearance of every distinguished guest invited to this banquet, Mr. Osamu Dazai."

Hearing the latter address, the boy raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hey, then your memory is really good. Can you remember the faces of so many people?"

The boy rested his chin on one hand and asked curiously.

"It's our most basic duty."

Hirata Zousuke responded with a blank face.

"If there is no other demand, I will take my leave first."

"Wait." The boy called out to stop him again.

"Are there any crabs at the dinner party tonight?"

The young man stretched out his two hands, the index finger and middle finger imitating the crab's claws to open and close.

"My favorite food is crab. By the way, my favorite recently is the crab roe tofu made by a Chinese restaurant called Fu Lu Tang in China Street!"

"Other people are in charge of the dinner party, and I don't know very well. But the party will start in half an hour, and you will know by then."

The old-looking castle attendant replied formulaically.

The boy on the opposite side stared at him for a few seconds, then he suddenly smiled, his eyes bent into crescents.

"Mr. Attendant, have you ever heard of "The Song of the Crab"?"

Without waiting for the person on the other side to respond, he hummed to himself.

"Crabs are full of treasures - the crab meat is fat and the crab roe is wonderful - one crab has eight legs - it can be steamed or fried—"

Chu Shu: "..."

The crab will cry when he hears you sing this song.

"Forget it, don't bother you with your work, I'll go find a place to wait for my crab dinner."

After saying this, the boy turned around and prepared to leave, but before he could take a few steps, he seemed to remember something and turned his head again.

"Oh, right."

He looked at the ordinary-looking castle servant behind him, and the corner of his mouth curled into an intriguing arc.

"Your Japanese is pretty good, and you speak it quite fluently."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, hummed the unknown crab song happily and left.

Where is the problem?

Chu Shu watched the young man's leaving figure silently, and raised his hand to touch his face at this moment.

Sure enough, is it because the pock marks on the face are drawn too symmetrically?