Those years when I was looking for my father in Yokohama

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

On this day, in the port mafia building, all the low-level staff continued to work in high spirits.

And their two quasi-cadres, Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai, were waiting at the port early, waiting for the arrival of distinguished guests.

Of course, during the waiting period, Nakahara Chuya, who was teased maliciously by Osamu Dazai and was so angry that he was beaten to death, was indispensable.

As a result, in the cabin traveling not far away, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who saw the grim expression of the orange-haired boy through the camera, showed tears that belonged to a waste.

"Ah, this person is so scary, QAQ!"

He is really just a piece of trash, why do you have to make things difficult for him? ? !

Thinking of Wu Yan, the demon king who destroyed the world before, and the port mafia to deal with later, the brown-haired boy who was only 16 years old this year burst into tears.

He has really endured a burden that he shouldn't have to bear at this age...

"Don't be afraid of Judaime, I will definitely protect you!"

Immediately, Hayato Gouji stepped forward to show his loyalty, and glared fiercely at the orange-haired boy who was already posing on the screen.

"Ah...thank you Prison Temple—it hurts so much!"

The brown-haired boy thanked him with a dry smile, then took a familiar hammer, covered his head and looked at the little baby in formal clothes who appeared in front of him at some point, wanting to cry without tears.

"I'm going to meet the Hong Kong/Hei Boss soon, you put away your useless appearance for me, if this meeting loses Peng Lie's face—"

Bao En didn't finish the following words, but the brown-haired boy shivered instantly due to the extremely threatening meaning, and immediately responded with his head raised and his chest raised.

"Hi I see!"

After a pause, thinking of the purpose of this trip, the brown-haired boy gradually strengthened his eyes: "I will do it with the determination to do my best!"

Seeing this, Li Baoen nodded in satisfaction.

"Then, it's time to disembark."

***

Not to mention the Hong Kong/Hei people who treat guests, Wuyan, even if it is a weekend, Saiki Kusuo still has to play Wuyan conscientiously.

Because, Wu Yan didn't wake up for a day, and Saiki Kusuo felt uneasy.

【What if someone comes to him...】

Therefore, what he was worried about was the increase in troubles, not Wuyan's own safety... The contract showed that Wuyan herself was gradually becoming stronger, so there was no need to worry at all.

[And those people from Vengley haven’t left yet, just in case, let’s wait for them to go back to Italy before relaxing. 】

With an aboveboard reason, the pink-haired boy became more justified in staying in the apartment.

Then on Saturday morning, he received a call from Mori Ogai.

No, to be precise, he received a call from Mori Ogai to Wu Yan.

"Yan Jun, good day."

Saiki Kusuo's version of Wu Yan said directly: "What's the matter?"

He hangs up the phone if it's nothing, anyway, Wu Yan has always been very reluctant to see the other party.

The opposite person seemed to be choked by his directness for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "You can't find Yan Jun if you have nothing to do? Yan Jun, you are so cold and ruthless!"

"Yes, I am so ruthless." Saiki Kusuo said blankly: "Say something quickly, I am very busy."

As he spoke, he increased the volume of the game.

Faced with Saiki Kusuo's uncooperative behavior, Mori Ogai on the opposite side couldn't continue chatting, and could only explain his intentions.

"Oh, I just haven't seen Yan Jun for a long time, and I just want to invite you back for afternoon tea."

"So you can just say no? It's a waste of time talking about useless things."

It can be said that Wu Yan, especially in the aspect of Ogai Mori, imitated Saiki Kusuo [-] times, while thinking about whether to go to this appointment that is obviously not just for afternoon tea.

He himself absolutely didn't want to go, he still hadn't forgotten that it was not his fault that he became a Wuyan and was discovered many times by that Ozaki Koyo... Even though it was revealed because he was not familiar with Wuyan at the beginning.

But thinking about it differently, Saiki Kusuo felt that with Wuyan's temperament of watching people joke more and more for fun, even if he knew that Mori Ogai must have other schemes, he would probably go there himself.

Especially - "I hired a famous pastry chef to make all kinds of desserts and drinks, is it true that Jun Yan won't come?"

Mori Ogai has identified his weaknesses and seduced him openly. If he still doesn't go, he will be suspected of sending it to his door.

So, Saiki Kusuo agreed.

"Since you have sincerely invited me, then I will mercifully agree to you."

Mori Ogai on the opposite side was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "It seems that Yan Jun has been doing well recently, I really envy Yan Jun, who still has time to play games and watch anime."

"You can be so idle." Saiki Kusuo struck precisely: "As long as you don't be the leader."

The other side was silent again, and then sighed: "Since Yan Jun doesn't want to talk to me so much, forget it, remember to come early for afternoon tea!"

Regarding this, Saiki Kusuo hung up the phone in a perfunctory way: "Yeah, goodbye."

As soon as he raised his head, he met Sakunosuke Kami Oda's gaze.

Saiki Kusuo, who had turned into a witch face, said with a heavy face: "I can't hide this time, I have to go back to the port mafia."

"If it's Xiaoyan." The red-haired young man said, "Even if he refuses, the leader won't say anything."

"Of course I won't say anything, but I don't necessarily say anything in my heart." Saiki Kusuo didn't forget the conspiracy and tricks in Mori Ogai's heart when he was hidden by Wu Yan's side.

"Xiaoyan hasn't woken up yet, don't cause trouble for now."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at him and nodded: "If you need it, just call me."

***

Harbor/Black Building, in the Reception Room.

After a sumptuous lunch, the Hong Kong/Black leaders discussed several mutually satisfactory cooperations with the leaders of Peng Gelie here.

During the break, a subordinate knocked on the door and came in, pushing a cart of sweet and delicious desserts and drinks.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was relieved in his heart, couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the dining car pushing in: "This is it?"

"It's afternoon tea." The Hong Kong/Black leader with black half-long hair and purple eyes said helplessly.

"Without a delicious afternoon tea, Yan Jun will be unhappy."

Under Li Baoen's teaching, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who euphemistically expressed his desire to see Wu Yan, fell silent.

How does he feel that being the boss of the World Destroyer Demon King is actually pitiful and dangerous in a sense... It's an illusion haha...

I heard the Hong Kong/Black leader on the opposite side continue: "Your Excellency Zetian is here, so I asked people to prepare more, and I also asked people to invite your guardians together."

Just as he was talking, there was another knock on the door.

After Mori Ogai agreed, a group of people flooded into the reception room.

"Ten generations!"

"Rintaro!"

The guardians of Pengo Lie, headed by Hayato Yuji, and the Hong Kong/Black cadres and quasi-cadres headed by Alice, walked to the corresponding two sides.

The reception room became lively in an instant.

***

When the witch face that Saiki Kusuo turned into arrived, everyone who was supposed to come was there except him.

Deliberately glanced at Peng Gelie's group who suddenly tensed up, and Saiki Kusuo went to the place specially reserved for him by Ozaki Koyo and Nakahara Nakaya.

"Can afternoon tea begin?"

After smiling and nodding to the people on both sides as a greeting, the youthful-looking black-haired boy didn't care what the others were doing at all, and started directly looking at the dessert in front of him.

Mori Ogai looked at him helplessly: "Ah, since Yan Jun is here, let's start."

"Everyone please take care of yourself as if you were at home."

That being said, except for Lan Bo, who was too young, happily eating the cake from Pengo Lie's Tsunayoshi Sawada, everyone else was vigilant and didn't let go.

On the Hong Kong/Black side, Wu Yan, who was disguised by Qi Mu Kusuo, was eating the cake heartlessly, and the others were more or less paying attention to Pengelie's people.

Even Dazai Osamu would look at Peng Gelie and Wu Yan from time to time, as if guessing the relationship between the two.

Saiki Kusuo who turned on telepathy to prevent his secrets from being revealed: [...these people have really dirty hearts]

The person with superpowers deeply felt that if Wu Yan didn't rely on his strength to be strong, let alone destroy the world, the other party might not even be able to do it with these smart and hearted guys.

"I heard—" Li Baoen, who was chatting without saying a word, set his eyes on Wu Yan.

"The Wuyan cadres always thought they were looking for someone."

The black-haired boy on the opposite side gave up the cake in his hand and looked up at him.

Li Baoen, who looked like a baby but was dressed in a neat suit, continued: "I wonder if the Wuyan cadre has found someone? Can you need Peng Lie's help to find him?"

For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted by them.

The black-haired boy was full of smiles, but he refused without mercy: "No need."

[After all, I didn't find it. 】

After staying with Wu Yan for a long time, the pink-haired boy who could imitate Wu Yan himself thought so.

[If it wasn't for me not being able to find Wu Yan's father, would it be your turn to ask this question? 】

Mori Ogai's eyes flickered, as if he was kindly reminding him, but actually he said tentatively.

"Yan Jun, Peng Gelie is very influential in Italy. If they help, it will be much more convenient and quicker than ours."

However, the black-haired boy didn't respond, but said indifferently: "So what, no matter how powerful they are, if they can't find it, they won't find it."

[After all, it is not in this world at all. 】

After the words fell, basically the people on both sides had their own affirmations.

With long orange-red hair, the woman in kimono stared at the black-haired boy who was eating cake next to her with pity.

On the other side, the orange-haired boy looked at the person next to him, but stopped talking.

After all, who is said to be missing?

Of course it was dead.

This is what most of the people present thought.

Only Osamu Dazai, he fixed his seemingly unintentional, but actually suspicious eyes on the black-haired boy——

It's rare for someone with super powers who knows the other party's obvious disbelief without looking at it to be a little powerless: [...It's just that I can't find it, so there is no need to over-understand it. 】

There was a tinge of guilt towards Dazai Osamu's own supernatural power, but thinking of Wu Yan's relationship with the other party, Saiki Kusuo calmed down again.

At worst, when that guy approaches, call Zhongyuan Jun to drive him away.

Anyway, Wu Yan has always hated each other, and she has a criminal record of letting Oda-kun kick him out as soon as they meet, so it's normal for Zhongyuan-kun to chase him away.

Because they all guessed that the person Wu Yan was looking for was probably dead, everyone present tacitly changed the subject.

Saiki Kusuo also heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to maintain Wu Yan's character of loving desserts, bowing his head just to eat.

In short, if he can speak without speaking, the Wu Yan he imitates is not the real person, so it is better to be cautious.

On the other hand, Hongye Ozaki and Nakahara Nakahara on both sides also saw this, and pushed all the cakes and desserts from their side to him, with loving and gentle eyes.

After hearing them, Kusuo Saiki, who didn't express his worries, felt a little bit of deceptive guilt, but quickly abandoned this guilt and immersed himself in the delicious sweets.

[Xiaoyan thinks so. I didn’t lie to them except that I wasn’t me, and we can represent each other to a certain extent after signing the contract. Rounding up, this is what Xiaoyan himself said is correct! 】

Afternoon tea with ghosts continues. Tsunayoshi Sawada, who looks like a high school student, looks useless on weekdays, but he is quite reliable at critical moments.

Seeing this and Mori Ogai smiling back and forth, it's really hard to imagine that his heart is actually wailing all the time, it's terrible that he can't do it.

Mori Ogai, on the other hand, has been speculating about their real purpose of coming to Yokohama, as well as the fear of Peng Gelie, the famous leader in the inner world. Tsunayoshi Sawada, leader of Glen.

I even lamented that the young people nowadays are getting more and more powerful, and I thought of Osamu Dazai again, and then the fear and calculations flashed by... To be honest, every time I face Mori Ogai, Saiki Kusuo can refresh his attitude towards him impression.

[This is the legendary whole body full of mind and eyes... it's all like a beehive! 】

The super power user who couldn't help complaining in his heart suddenly paused, and looked up at the sky outside the huge French window ahead.

This move attracted the attention of others.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had black and red supernatural powers lingering all over his body almost instantly, and looked out the window vigilantly: "Is there an attacker?"

At this time, as long as there is any disturbance, the orange-haired boy will use gravity to teach the other party how to behave.

Saiki Kusuo no longer has time to pay attention to others, his gaze pierced through the clouds until he reached the barrier of the world——

He saw that familiar existence exuding an ominous and death breath, coming straight to this world.

Although he already knew the crisis that was likely to arrive in the near future, Saiki Kusuo did not expect the other party to come so quickly and caught people off guard.

More importantly - [Xiaoyan hasn't woken up yet! 】

Mori Ogai is the same as Nakahara Chu, and he regards Wu Yan's behavior as someone blocking the attack outside.

The Hong Kong/Black leader with a head of black and half-long hair was extremely confident: "Please rest assured, the glass of the □□ building is made of special materials, which can only block the hitter—"

"Crackling-"

In the next moment, the floor-to-ceiling windows made of special materials were instantly torn apart.