Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"Still haven't found it yet?"

In the chief's office at the top of the mafia building in the port, a man's unrecognizable voice broke the disturbing silence, and the orange-haired boy stood up straighter when he heard the sound.

After Chuya Zhongya finished his investigation report, the office fell into a frozen silence.But the leader finally replied that even though he knew that he might be punished, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Unlike Osamu Dazai, who is good at understanding other people's psychology, he can't figure out Mori Ogai's thoughts. In his opinion, the leader who keeps silent makes people feel more uneasy.

"Excuse me for my incompetence, we really have nothing to gain."

Fingers unconsciously rubbing the brim of the top hat in his hand, Nakahara also lowered his head with some self-reproach, and couldn't help but give a resentful glance at the black-haired boy beside him who still looked indifferent.

If Osamu Dazai hadn't placed the bugs and locators on Yumeno Kusaku, and the electricity had run out when the mysterious man took Yumeno Kusaku away, they wouldn't have been wasting their efforts like headless flies these days.

Although Nakahara Chuya has always been at odds with Dazai, but he also knows that with Dazai's level of caution, it is impossible to make such a mistake, only the possibility of deliberate dereliction of duty, so he has no burden to stare at his partner.

"Is there no clue?" Mori Ogai pondered for a moment, then spoke again.

"It's almost like this, no household registration, no life track, no relatives, it's almost like appearing in Yokohama out of thin air." The gravity of the port mafia made the unwilling answer show his dissatisfaction with his failure to complete the task successfully.

Putting in so much energy and bearing the leader's trust in him, the investigation of the mysterious man who robbed Yumeno Kusaku did not make any progress after all. Nakahara Chuya's patience has obviously reached a critical value.

"It's like Chiron from the medical department," said Dazai, who was idly standing aside with his pockets in his pockets, before Mori Ogai said anything. Zhi suddenly rushed ahead of him and said in a firm tone, "I'm right, Mr. Mori."

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about his offense to the leader, and was immediately surprised by the content of Dazai Osamu's words. Although he is not good at getting along with these people who like to play riddles, the meaning of Dazai Osamu's words is basically It can be regarded as express.

"how is this possible?"

Maybe it was due to the instinct that he and Dazai Osamu didn't like each other, or maybe he didn't want to doubt the strange doctor at all, Nakahara Nakahara almost subconsciously refuted the black-haired boy.

He is naturally good at accepting other people's kindness. The centaur Kailong just happens to have extra kindness and care for children than the Mafia. He comes and goes, and Ozaki Momiji is happy to see what happens. He and Kailong are naturally familiar with each other. up.

Even though he knew that it was Kai Long who helped Sister Hongye to make up a healthy daily plan for himself, the Gravitationist just felt that he was treated like a child.

However, out of his hope for height, the boy said that he didn't need it, but in fact, even though he faced the ridicule of his rival saying that he entered old age early, he finally obeyed honestly, expecting a miracle.

In Nakahara Chuya's mind, Chiron is also an elder who deserves his admiration and can give him useful advice. In his opinion, Osamu Dazai's unreasonable suspicion of Kairon is undoubtedly unacceptable to Nakahara Nakaya.

"As expected of a little slug, even the brain has degenerated." The cadre of the port mafia deliberately squinted at his partner with a contemptuous expression, and saw the orange-haired youth on the opposite side become angry as he expected , then withdrew his gaze and raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

"Okay, that's it." Mori Ogai is not ignorant of the conflicts between the pair, but he firmly believes that the combination of Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu is the most perfect, and the leader of the port mafia skillfully stopped Dazai Osamu Huo Xing, "This is in my office anyway, Dazai."

"Tch." Mori Ogai interrupted Nakahara Nakaya's jumping session. Although Dazai Osamu was not very happy, he managed to correct his attitude.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, you should go back first, this task has been hard."

"But I—" Nakahara Nakaya still wanted to say something, but Mori Ogai prevaricated it by saying "the current investigation has already helped", so he could only leave holding his resentment towards Osamu Dazai.

Watching Nakahara Chuya's back disappear outside the door, Mori Ogai asked his disciple unhurriedly: "I am very interested in what you just said, can you expand on it, Dazai?"

"I'm afraid there is no such need. Didn't Mr. Mori already have such an association?" The black-haired boy played with the bandage on his wrist absently, looked up at the leader, and showed a fake smile, " After all, no matter how you look at it, the powerful people with different abilities who turned out to be born out of nowhere have very similar settings."

Mori Ogai smiled without saying a word, just rubbing his soft blond hair with his supernatural powers.

Indeed, the non-human appearance, the almost blank background, and the strength to be feared are all very impressive, making them almost invariably think of the mysterious organization that the centaur Chiron said—the Story Club.

"Then please ask Mr. Chiron from the medical department to come up."

Mori Ogai gave instructions to the intercom, and then asked about Dazai Osamu's daily life seemingly unintentionally: "As my proud subordinate, I should also care about it. I don't know how you get along with the temporary guardian I carefully arranged. how?"

"It's better to ask yourself about this kind of thing."

Chiron came faster than expected, Dazai Osamu listened to the sound of horseshoes coming from outside the door, his expression was normal.

"But leaving Dazai-kun in the care of others really makes me a little hard to let go."

"Isn't that exactly what Mr. Mori wanted?" The black-haired boy's smile seemed to deepen, and he stopped talking after the knock on the door.

"I don't know if your Excellency called me here. Is there anything you need to discuss?" When Kairon walked into the chief's office, the atmosphere between the master and the apprentice was still a little stiff, but he had already become accustomed to it, and he asked Mori Ogai Ask why you called yourself here.

Mori Ogai didn't intend to come up and ask about the brave, but first talked about the "Olin" that Chiron had been concerned about before.With Port Mafia's contacts and intelligence network, the investigation of "Olin" can be called very smooth.

"Traces of this necklace have appeared all over Japan. According to the number and time of its appearance, it should be radiated from Yokohama."

The man pushed the information at hand to the direction of the centaur, and took advantage of the gap between Chiron's reading, to give a little attention to the black-haired boy.It was rare for Osamu Dazai to huddle on the sofa without taking the opportunity to be a monster or try to touch Alice, which made Mori Ogai sigh a little bit about the effectiveness of Chiron's children's education.

Maybe I really should learn more about this knowledge from Chiron?Mori Ogai thought while distracted.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency?"

The voice of the centaur recalled Mori Ogai's thoughts on parenting and education, the leader of the port mafia coughed twice, and wanted to speak as if nothing had happened, but Osamu Dazai was already lying on the sofa and making trouble laughed out loud.

"Dazai." The centaur looked at the black-haired boy disapprovingly.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips boredly, lay flat on the sofa again, covered his head with a thick black coat, trying to suffocate himself.

The conversation on the other side continued.

"These are probably the ones that have been seized so far." Seven or eight dimly colored necklaces were placed in front of Chiron.

After careful inspection, the centaur determined that these were "pseudo-Olins", but the number didn't seem right.

"Is that all?"

"Of course not, it's just that it is very confusing that some necklaces disappeared into the air bizarrely during the transportation process, as if they never existed."

While they were talking, among the seven or eight necklaces, cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the one with the darkest luster, and a black, silt-like substance quietly covered the necklace.

Seeing this vision, Kairon and Mori Ogai quickly moved away from the table, and the blond-haired young girl also hugged her master. On the sofa in the corner of the office, the boy who seemed to have fallen asleep also sat up with the upper part of his body. He looked at the scene in front of him with interest.

This black mud, no, it should be said to be a black unknown substance now, because it is slowly extending upwards, and it has become something that seems to exist in the three states of solid, liquid and gas at the same time. Stirring in the air, suddenly there was a lot of flowing air in the closed room, blowing the girl's fluffy skirt.

The unknown substance was spinning, twisting, and extending like a vortex. The three people present suddenly realized that the thing was condensing and shaping something, and gradually a bloated monster with a terrifying appearance appeared from it.

It's a night elf.This word suddenly appeared in the mind of Soru Kurikawa, who played the role of Chiron, but the night elf should obviously be a slender and dexterous creature, not the guy in front of him, but a certain intuition that cannot be ignored allowed him to learn from some Recognize the poor fellow in the details.

A long and sad sigh sounded in Kurikawa Soryu's mind, with an unconcealable desolation and exclamation.

"Some of our partners have gone down the wrong path after all." There was a sense of desolation in the system's words, "They shouldn't be like this, jumping into nothingness will only become this kind of irrational monster."

"Has the area of ​​nothingness in the fantasy kingdom expanded greatly?" Kurikawa Soru felt that it was not good. If only a small part of the disaster was affected, there would not be so many disturbances that were even unexpected by the system.

"Yes," the old man Roaming Mountain didn't want to tell him the truth at first, but under the repeated demands of the young man, he still told the truth, "Many races have lost their hometowns, and even the Queen of Innocence is seriously ill."

Hearing the news that the Fantasy Kingdom was in danger and the Queen of Innocence fell ill, for some reason, Kurikawa Soryu's heart also tugged. For this country he had never met, he had a very high degree of affection from the very beginning. Such an almost Kurikawa couldn't accept that the place where he could take the fairy tale writer's Gensokyo disappeared.

The creature that was supposed to be a night elf looked around with its cloudy red eyes, and when it saw the three, it immediately arched into its body as if startled, and rushed forward like a cannonball.

As soon as Mori Ogai wanted to instruct Alice to take precautions, he watched the monster pass by quickly, smashed the thick bulletproof glass, and disappeared into the night.

This thrilling accident made Mori Ogai temporarily dispel the idea of ​​keeping a few pieces of Olin for research, unwilling to take the risk of keeping Olin. Anyway, there are a lot of Olin.

After a lot of prevarication, Chiron had no choice but to take over all "Olin" in good faith.

The shattered glass is still leaking air. For safety reasons, today's topic can't go on. Mori Ogai indicated that the two can talk at another day.

Kairon and Osamu Dazai bypassed the leader's guards and walked out of the office door one after the other.

Osamu Dazai skipped ahead, and the destruction of Mori Ogai's office seemed to put him in a good mood, while Chiron, the strange doctor with horses and horses, followed slowly.

"Want to go to the supermarket together later?" the centaur's voice came from behind.

They still lived together, and Dazai's new apartment had been approved long ago, but no one brought up the topic.

Osamu Dazai attributed this to Kairon's cooking skills, but his own apartment is as big as a room, and it is really deserted to live in, and in order to prevent conflicts between him and Nakahara, let the stingy Mori Ogai lose again A set of real estate, his house and the dwarf's house are specially separated, it is inconvenient to tease, it is very boring, it is better to live with his own cheap guardian.

"Okay." Without much hesitation, the black-haired boy agreed lightly, not forgetting to add, "I want a crab meat feast!"

"A feast of crab meat?" Staring at the eyes of the boy Bulling Bulling, the centaur has already developed immunity, and calmly stated his exchange terms, "Then, I will trouble Dazai-kun for cleaning the dishes at night."

"Hey——" The boy deliberately dragged his tune to protest, but he was mercilessly suppressed, but at least he was hung with a carrot called a crab meat feast, which was quite cooperative.

It is said that they went to the supermarket together, but in fact, it was just that Kailong was at home directing the shopping.

The shape of a centaur cannot enter or leave these public places at will, so as not to cause unnecessary incidents.

"In addition to crabs, let's have some potatoes and green vegetables." After asking Dazai Osamu for his request, but there was no response except for crabs, Kairon simply chose it himself.

Osamu Dazai is very interested in picking vegetables through videos of his subordinates. This kid seems to have never bought vegetables before, and he is curious about whether the plastic wrap wrapped around the cabbage can be eaten.

After getting the answer from Chiron that the plastic wrap was not edible, Osamu Dazai became more interested in eating them, and even wanted the poor port Mafia member to carry a dozen cabbages home for him.

At this moment, a corner of the cloak embroidered with golden patterns suddenly appeared in the corner of the screen.

"Keep an eye on him." Osamu Dazai smiled and stared at the place where the cloak disappeared, and instructed the poor social animal who was forced to work overtime on the phone.