Don't compete with fairy tale vests

What is stirring the entire sea surface is a huge beast hidden in the salty sea water, a huge sea beast that has been tightly entangled with the nightmare of people who go to sea since ancient times.

On the calm sea, there was a sudden sound of the water being pierced, and a long spine suddenly appeared in the sea beside the port.

The workers who were busy by the port had almost escaped because of the earth-shattering blow of the wisps, but there were still a few sporadic young people who were too curious and did not listen to the old employees' dissuasion to leave.

"Whale, whale!"

"It's a whale! What a big whale!"

The porters at these ports suddenly realized the danger at this moment. They thought it was just a whale that might run aground on the shore. Even though they had just witnessed Nanzhong's earth-shattering attack, they still dreamed of making a fortune. .

But the length and breadth they could see now undoubtedly did not all mean that this was a behemoth beyond their imagination.

In the crowd of onlookers, dark fear suddenly spread in all directions, and suppressed screams erupted from a few scattered onlookers.

The last few people on the pier fled in all directions, and the entire port regained its calm at this time, but the terrifying sound from the sea continued.

The sea water slides down from the back of the sea monster like a waterfall, fighting against the sea surface to produce waves, and there is a disturbing off-white foam in the waves rolled up by the waves, just like a beluga whale that has undergone many high-tech transformations Generally, it reflects an inorganic luster like metal.

"That rat is right," said the blond American in the huge shadow cast by the white whale, and suddenly let out a sneer, "this city is rejecting me, so let's try it out, the last The chips are already on the table."

An ethereal cry came from the mouth of the slowly rising beluga whale, breaking the tranquility of the pier extremely penetratingly.

The five buildings of the port mafia are very close to the port. This wild and industrialized sound naturally attracted Mori Ogai's attention.

The man with long black hair stopped playing with the young girl with blond hair, but stood up from the carpet and looked into the distance through the window of the chief's office.

On the bluer sky than ever before, the white giant steel whale looks even more frightening, and the fear of giants that humans have been suffering from since the beginning of time is vividly reflected at this time.

This is not a special effect or an April Fool's Day joke. Mori Ogai clearly knows that this may be the beginning of the group's declaration of war on the entire Yokohama, or worse, the leader of the group has grown tired of carrying out activities in accordance with the rules. Use In this way, an ultimatum was issued to the entire Yokohama.

Mori Ogai knew that the possibility of the latter was relatively small, and Fitzgerald would not be so decisive all of a sudden, but the American's performance from the beginning showed that he was not a player who would abide by the rules of the game, so Mori Ogai We cannot completely abandon such conjectures.

And he had received news that the Americans seemed to have negotiated with the Armed Detective Agency and the Special Ability Division before. He only knew that Fitzgerald had been rejected by his fellow apprentice Yukichi Fukuzawa before, but But I don't know what Fitzgerald talked about with the government.

"It's a real headache."

Mori Ogai said in a complaining tone, but there was no embarrassment on his face.

"What does Mr. Chiron think?"

Sitting on the side took over Mori Ogai's task, and the centaur who was playing with the blond-haired supernatural body was suddenly called.

The centaur, who was immersed in teaching girls not to eat so many cakes, seemed to have just noticed the vision outside the window, and gave a little attention to a man who always seemed to be irresponsible.

"idea?"

Kairon pretended not to know and turned his head back. He had noticed the matter of the port since just now, but he had been thinking about how to answer this question.

"Look out of the window, Mr. Chiron. Although I know Alice is very cute, maybe you should pay attention to your surroundings."

Mori Ogai's words made the blond girl raise her head proudly, and seemed to be rarely satisfied with her master's words.

After the centaur said this, he looked out of the window unhurriedly. At this time, the beluga whale had completely risen from the bottom of the sea and was exposed to the air.

"What do I think? It's probably not something I should be concerned about."

The dark-skinned centaur replied calmly, threw the paper towel that Alice had just wiped off the cream sticking to her face into the trash can, and immediately picked up her own portion of the cake and elegantly cut it.

The crooked smiling face of My Little Pony, painted with cream and syrup on the cake, was facing Mori Ogai under Chiron's fork, with a hint of mockery for no reason.

It should have ended here, but Mori Ogai suddenly showed a smile, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly in a bewitching arc.

The man lowered his voice deliberately, and responded to Chiron with the same words:

"I'm afraid that's not the case, Mr. Kairon," Mori Ogai's red eyes showed a little confidence, and his tone became more and more determined, "Your Excellency should also know that the matter of the white whale is not only related to Yokohama, but also to the action of the story club. It should be closely related."

"If the group's activities in Yokohama continue to be so chaotic and unruly, your group izai Yokohama's actions will probably not be able to proceed normally."

"What do you want to say?" The centaur's expression became serious, but perhaps he was influenced by Mori Ogai, and his voice was lowered, but he didn't appear to be out of breath.

Seeing the reaction of the centaur, the smile on the face of the leader of the port mafia became even bigger.

The man suddenly relaxed his body, leaning loosely on the soft back of the chair, looking unguarded against Chiron, and his tone became more sincere.

"I would say simply, now that your organization and port mafia have a healthy partnership, it seems important to be open and honest on an ongoing basis?"

The man sitting on the chair leaned forward slightly, shifted his body's center of gravity towards Chiron, and continued:

"The next activities of Port Mafia will definitely be hostile to the group. If my information is correct, the leader of the group, Fitzgerald, seems to be looking for Olin. Then," the man with long black hair laughed. Like a fox, "Since our goals don't conflict, maybe we can cooperate a little bit closer?"

If he hadn't owned the last vest, Kurikawa Soryu might have had to cooperate with Port Mafia, but in terms of strategy, he wasn't sure that he could play Mori Ogai better than him. It wasn't Kurikawa Soryu's idea to be passively controlled by others.

Letting the white whale into the air is undoubtedly Fitzgerald's deterrent to Yokohama. Such an unpredictable behemoth is enough to make Yokohama drink a pot, but the last call of the vest made him immediately full of enthusiasm for dealing with the white whale. Confident, he immediately practiced Tai Chi with Mori Ogai calmly.

Maybe he noticed something, after the port mafia tried again, he stopped entangled, and instead showed a smile that was not a smile.

After finishing the conversation and watching Kairon's back disappear outside the door, Mori Ogai's face became calm again.

"The white tiger can't be snatched away by the group." Mori Ogai said to himself rarely, and there was no trace of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"And Olin, too. It's really difficult to cooperate with the story club."

Although I still don't believe in the function of Orin's ability to wish in advance, but in order to let Chiron, a rare healing ability, continue to work in the port mafia, I will not destroy the cooperation with the leader who has never appeared in the story from the beginning to the end. Seems to be the best solution.

Alice, who has been playing the unruly young lady from the beginning, no longer resists before, but walks to the man's side. In the absence of Chiron, she no longer needs to play that role to attract the centaur. look away.

"It's so rare, would Rintaro be worried?"

The blond girl looked at Mori Ogai with eyes as if she had discovered a new world, and said in an exaggerated tone.

"Alice--" the black-haired port mafi leader pretended to be heartbroken by his own supernatural power, covered his heart, and called the girl's name in a drawn-out tone.

But seeing that Alice didn't buy it, the man reluctantly sat upright.

"Story meeting," Mori Ogai sighed softly, "What is your leader planning?"

"Rintaro who is always suspicious is really annoying," the blond girl complained relentlessly, showing a look of disgust, "I'm going to play with Henriette."

"Don't leave me, Alice—"

One person, one body with different abilities started the daily chasing battle again, and the guards standing guard at the door held their guns in a vicissitudes of life.

At this time, Kurikawa Soryu had already been spotted by a sinister old fox and sneezed violently.

The chestnut-haired young man rubbed his nose in confusion, and continued to meditate on the policy of facing the white whale, not even noticing that the cat food in the cat bowl was not eaten by a greedy three-colored cat.

From the moment when the indistinct white whale's cry sounded, the three-flowered cat called the teacher suddenly disappeared.

After a while, Kurikawa Soryu changed his awkward posture, took the mug from his pile of books, and relaxedly took a sip of the tea leaves he got from Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"You have an idea."

The voice of the old man Roaming Mountain rang in Kurikawa Soryu's mind. The system unexpectedly understood his evil little habit, and it was easy to guess that Kurikawa Soryu had already had a countermeasure at this time.

"It's not a trick, but I suddenly felt that a whaler might be a good match for a white whale."

Kurikawa Soryu smiled slightly, and replied in his heart.

"Are you going to let Amagant's silver ship appear directly above Yokohama?" The old man Roaming Mountain warned, "That's not Said's sedan chair, which can be hidden in the clouds."

"That's right, hasn't our strategy been to hide ourselves for a long time? The scattered Olin on the market has almost been collected, and the top priority now is to recover those in the hands of other organizations, and to figure out who can catch Olin's summoning. The stuff guy, or what purpose do the guys have."

"The things they summoned gave me a bad feeling, like," Kurikawa Soryu considered his words, "like the feeling brought about by lies and curses."

"Those are all polluted guys." The voice of the roaming mountain old man sounded a little aggrieved, as if he was very dissatisfied with these people who used the power that should belong to the fantasy kingdom without authorization.

"However, Ms. Said seems to give me a different feeling?"

Soryu Kurikawa asked with some doubts, whether he saw an owl or an eagle before, his best friend Said gave him a stronger sense of intimacy as if he were facing a vest.

"She is a special case, she should have been..."

The system's voice stopped again, but Kurikawa Soryu was used to him like this, trusting that the old man Youshan would not harm him at will, so Kurikawa Soryu sympathetically did not continue to ask.

"Have you made up your mind?"

The old man Youshan was still worried. In his opinion, such a move was equivalent to making Kurikawa Soryu come to people little by little.

"It's decided, don't worry about my old man, I have my own measure."

Kurikawa Soryu shook the teacup, and the tea leaves rippled beautifully in the blue tea water.

Maybe it would be good to eat with the wagashi in the refrigerator, Kurikawa Soryu thought.

It's just that when he put down the mug, he found that at some point, a stack of wagashi appeared on the counter of the bar, which he put in the refrigerator before.

Did it come out before?Kurikawa Soryu is a little uncertain about his memory, he always forgets things when he is busy.

But he didn't think much about it, and the three-flowered cat who had left quietly before also appeared on the bar again.

It's just that this chubby three-colored cat seems to be very wary of the wagashi placed on the table, even the hair on its body stood up, looking frightened.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

Kurikawa Soru felt a little strange, and picked up the Sanhuamao. Unexpectedly, the Sanhuamao, who always liked to fight with the person who held it with cat-mao fists, did not resist Kurikawa Soruu's movements today, and was extraordinarily docile and well-behaved.

In the soft hair of the three-colored cat, Soryu Kurikawa enjoyed a rare and well-behaved cat gift package. After sending the three-colored cat into the cat's litter, he was finally able to start his own plan.

An exquisite and small tower appeared in the palm of Kurikawa Soryu.

Even under the warm lighting of the bar, it still looks very dazzling and eye-catching.