The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

Knowing what Yamadori means to Yokohama, Mori Ogai did not take the initiative to do anything, but after Yamadori revealed his identity, he used some means to fuel the flames.

Therefore, it is not unacceptable for Yamadori's brother, a doctor respected by the old leader, to become the new leader of the port mafia, is it not?

Qing Que is exactly aware of what her second senior brother did, and it is exactly the same, even if Dazai never said anything, she would not take it for granted that this child can bear everything.

"It's unnecessary," he said.

Qingque heard this and smiled slightly.

She raised her hand and gently hugged the boy, "No, this is a necessary thing."

"Not only because of Yokohama, but also because, you are Aji. I decided to protect the child."

The boy's body suddenly stiffened like a piece of wood, nestled in the embrace of the blue bird, he was silent for a long time.

"Ah."

This is Qingque's promise to him.

And this boy, also in this silence, told Qing Que what he wanted to do in the future.

Since that day, life seems to be different from before.

Passers-by walking on the street are no longer comfortable, but worried.

From time to time, people in black suits would pass by the door of the bookstore. Even if they tried their best to prevent the smell of blood from contaminating the bookstore, they still couldn't make the guests put down their guard.

What made Qing Que decide to close the bookstore for a while was an explosion three days ago.

It happened near Wanxiangtang, just two streets away.The explosion was deafening, it pierced everyone's eardrums, and hit the heart directly, pulling everyone's fear to its peak.

An emotion called fear shrouded the sky of Yokohama, like a dark cloud, impenetrable, threatening to overwhelm people at any time.

Out of concern, Qingque asks Gojo Satoru to send Tsumiki to Tokyo.Even Yuxing and Shirase, Qingque repeatedly told them not to get close easily, and it was best to go to Panxing Cult with the sheep's children to seek asylum.

In Yokohama right now, everyone is in danger.

The old chief's anger became more unreasonable with the passing of life, and even reached the point of sensitivity.

There is even the so-called execution theory of provocative personnel. Anyone who is found to be slightly provocative to the port mafia will be shot dead on the spot.

"Teacher, it's late now, you can rest." Oda came to Qingque's side and said.

Qing Que pursed her lips, looked through the window, and landed on the empty street outside.

A heavy rain stained all the streets dark.However, it wasn't just the rain that wet the soil, but also the blood that flowed from the corpse.

"Xiaozhi, I have a hunch that it will be in these two days." Qingque said.

There was a sense of depression between her brows that couldn't dissipate, and she couldn't breathe heavily.

After hearing this, Oda was silent for a moment, then sat down.

"Then let's wait together." He said, "Dazai will take good care of himself, because the teacher has promised him. After this matter, I will try to make crab dishes."

"Yeah." Qingque pulled the corner of her mouth reluctantly.

Oda looked at Qingque for a long time, and said, "Teacher, will you regret it?"

His question was a bit strange, Qingque was surprised for a moment, and then understood what Oda meant.

Oda is asking her if she regrets not stopping Dazai from intervening in the dispute.

"No, I won't regret it." Qing Que shook her head, "Azhi has his own ideas. He is a smart child, always sharper than others, and always sees more things than others."

"I have no right to interfere with his thoughts. Similarly, I cannot arrogantly interfere with his behavior. No matter what happens later, I will not regret it now."

Oda caught a word, "Now?"

Qingque nodded, "Well, now."

"That is to say, will the teacher regret it in the future?"

"This is not certain. In the future, I may feel annoyed because of the decision at this time, thinking that if I had been tougher at the time, nothing would have happened. There is also a possibility that I will be upset because of this moment Feeling blessed to have made the decision at the moment and think how lucky I was to be able to make the decision."

"Of course, no matter whether you think about the future at this moment or at this moment in the future, things have already happened, and nothing can be changed. Therefore, instead of paying attention to those uncertain factors, it is better to be firm in your heart now. , make sure your heart is not shaken."

The girl's smile is gentle and serene, her black eyes are like lakes reflecting the sky

"So, now I have no regrets."

The small tea room was quiet for a while.

Oda didn't speak anymore, but the corners of his lips slowly curled into a soothing arc.

He poured tea for Qingque, and he and she must wait for the time that no one knows what will come.

Waiting is always an eternal issue, sometimes it is very long, sometimes it is very short.

Long as stars are born, short as sparks die.

When Qingque received the news of the port mafia, she knew that the time had come.

She got up and left the small tea room.

Get dressed.

Oda was already waiting at the door.

The black car is like a monster with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for human beings to throw themselves into the net.

"Miss Qing, please don't worry, nothing will happen." The man in the suit said.

Hearing this, Qingque smiled at him, "Well, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Qingque and Oda got into the car.

The temperature inside the car is freezing cold, like an ice cellar that traps people.

In this way, several people came to the port mafia.

Standing at the door, Lan Tang saw Qing Que getting off the car, and stepped forward with the same smile as usual.

"Good morning, sparrow."

"Good morning, Lantang."

Oda was left on the first floor, and Qingque and Rantang entered the elevator.

"Are Mori Ogai and Aji in the chief's office?"

Lan Tang nodded, "The leader's body is exhausted, and there is not much time left. This time, Dr. Sen and Que are summoned, it seems that there is a very important matter to explain."

His tone was very gentle, no different from before.

His every word, his tone of voice seemed to be singing poetry.

Qingque's fingers paused slightly, and then a smile appeared on her face.

"Well, it should be a very important thing."

Lan Tang reached out, took out a candy from the pocket of his clothes, and handed it to Qing Que, "If you feel nervous, you can put it in your mouth. It will relieve your mood a lot."

Qing Que looked at this fruit candy rather dumbfounded, "Thank you, Lan Tang."

"Ding!" The elevator door opened.

Qing Que took the candy and gathered it in her palm, "Thank you."

Lan Tang still smiled, "I am Que's friend, so naturally I stand by Que's side."

None of them mentioned what would happen in the near future, but they tacitly sensed each other's mood and made their own choices.

It was a silent conspiracy.

"Crack!" The office door opened.

The boy poked his head out of the door, saw the blue bird, and immediately raised a lovely smile.

"A bird~"

Qingque's eyes softened, "Yes."

Stepped into the room wrapped in darkness.

The huge floor-to-ceiling curtains blocked all the sunlight outside the window, and the room was shrouded in darkness.The only light was a small, dim desk lamp that seemed to be extinguished in a second by the hospital bed.

On the bed, the scrawny old leader's eyes were wide open, and his chest heaved violently was telling everyone his desire to live.

Mori Ogai stood by the bed, his hands were gentle and cautious.His attitude was as gentle as treating a dying wild dog.

"Mountain...Mountain..."

Qing Que lowered her gaze, and came to the leader's bed step by step, "Long time no see, I take the liberty to bother you."

At this moment, the old man, who was having difficulty breathing, fixed his eyes on Qing Que's face.

"Mountain bird, mountain bird..."

"Unique, out of place, mountain bird..." He seemed to want to lift his arm placed on the quilt, but no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer place his palm on the blue bird's head as before.

"doctor……"

Mori Ou was surprised and approached cautiously, "Do you have any instructions? Chief."

"You... loyal to me... loyal to, sir, I..."

Mori Ogai raised a smile, "Naturally, I am loyal to you as the leader."

"Kill, everyone, kill..."

He spoke out word by word, and the words he spit out had the smell of death, as if they were crushing all the vitality.

Qing Que lowered her eyes, looking expressionlessly at the old man whose consciousness was beginning to blur.

"Kill all...doctors."

"Doctor... Merle..."

His voice was really hoarse, and the crow calling for death kept hovering in his conscious mind, trying to take his life away at any time.

No one could hear what he was saying.

Dazai stepped forward suddenly, and took Qingque's hand.

It was also at this time that everyone clearly heard the last words that the old man tried his best to say.That is……

"Doctor, kill the mountain bird."

"Pfft!!!"

The sharp scalpel cut through the shriveled skin and pierced into the main artery.

Warm blood ran along the wound cut by the blade, scrambling to escape from the hotbed, dyeing everything bright red.

Qing Que's eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to hug the young man beside her and take him into protection, but she didn't want to, her eyes were covered by her hands.

"Ah... Zhi?"

Embrace, with a cold taste.

"You don't need Ah Que to look at this kind of thing~" The boy's voice was playful as always, but the blood splashed on his cheeks told them what they were facing.

She suddenly realized that her child, a child she wanted to protect, already had a certain ability to protect himself.

The child who always lay under the covers and begged her to sing a lullaby finally showed another side in front of her.

"Hey~ Dazai-kun, you can't take this opportunity to touch Sparrow-chan~" Mori Ogai's complaints reached the ears of the two.

Dazai let go of the hand that covered Qingque's eyes, and showed a disgusted expression towards Mori Ogai, "Cut! It's better than a bald fox who has never been touched by Aque."

Too late to guard against being mentioned sad things, Mori Ogai got shot in the knee.

"I, I believe that Que Jiang still has me in her heart." He said, his eyes full of hope turned to Qing Que.

Qingque took out a handkerchief, wiped off the blood on her face, then took Dazai's hand to check if there was any blood on it.

In short, he didn't even give him a look.

Mori Ogai: ...a big blow!

He glanced at Qing Que full of grievances, "It's too much, Que sauce is too much, no matter what, as a senior, I was rejected by Que sauce, it's really unreasonable!"

Qingque finally gave him her eyes, but she was very disgusted.

"Ah, that's it." Qingque said perfunctorily.

"Well, it's only natural if you think about it carefully. The previous leader died of illness and entrusted the port mafia to me. Now I'm just an unlovable social animal. It's only natural that Sparrow Sauce doesn't like me."

"It's just, it's just sad..." Mori Ogai shook his head, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the scalpel stained with red liquid.

The silver scalpel was wiped clean, revealing a faint light, reflecting everyone's faces.

"In the future, I will trouble my junior sister."

The corner of Qing Que's mouth twitched slightly, and finally took a last look at the previous leader who "died of illness" on the bed, and then pulled Dazai away from the bed.

"These words don't make sense to me," she said.

Mori Ogai looked at Qingque and tilted his head, "No, how could it be? Mountain birds are very important to the port mafia."

……

The leader of the previous generation died of illness, and under the witness of his disciples and Yamadori, he passed the position to the doctor Mori Ogai.

Opinions vary within the Port Mafia on this point.

Some people questioned that it was far-fetched for the former leader to leave the position of leader to a doctor, even under the witness of Yamadori.

As a cadre, Lan Tang was of course pushed out by everyone to ask for an explanation.

What Lan Tang said to everyone was true.

The former leader did tell him about passing the position, but he didn't tell him who he wanted to give the position of leader to.

Although Rantang's words were ambiguous, his good relationship with Yamatori also made most people recognize Mori Ogai's position.

After all, it is a mountain bird.Mori Ogai is Yamatori's second brother.Shouldn't do anything bad.What's more, the former leaders valued him very much, didn't they?Thinking about it this way, it is not unbelievable to push the throne of the leader to the doctor.

The funeral of the former chieftain took place a month later.

As the witness of the current leader, Qingque, who was sheltered in the past, naturally needs to participate.

No one knows whether the sadness shown on people's faces under the umbrella is real or fake.

And what kind of sadness is mixed in it, no one knows.

Together with the coffin, the white flowers were filled with soil.In the end, it was just a small, cold tombstone.All the actions, words, and face of this leader before his death became as cold as this tombstone.

When the largest violent organization in Yokohama suddenly changed its leader, it naturally caused violent turmoil.

Many organizations want to take advantage of this opportunity to leap forward and become the new night overlord of Yokohama.But I didn't expect that all of them fell into the sand, and were finally eaten away by the port mafia and became part of their nourishment.

The new leader is a cunning fox, who slowly lures the prey into the trap, smiles to see how the other party struggles, and finally bites off the neck of the prey when the prey is exhausted.

As one of the main characters in this incident, Qingque also received a lot of harassment.

From time to time, killers would come to the door and want to take Qingque's head, but they were packed by Oda and sent to the port mafia, and handed over to Dazai Osamu for information.

The days of panic lasted for a long time, and finally returned to calm after three months.

At least on the surface, these organizations already know that the new leaders are no worse than their predecessors.

And during these three months, Qing Que put her heart and soul into "Morning, Noon, Night".If it wasn't for Oda's regular visits to the bookstore, Qingque probably would have completely forgotten about eating and resting.

Even when she went out occasionally to collect materials, Qing Que always muttered words and kept moving her hands.

The Supernatural Secret Service Division, the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, and the Panxing Cult, who were used as materials, had nothing to do with Qing Que's almost bewildered state, and could only keep telling her to pay attention to rest.

Even the Akutagawa brothers and sisters who Xia Youjie entrusted Qingque to take care of had recovered to their original health.

They just didn't know why, but they chose to stay in the Panxing Sect.And when Qing Que occasionally came to collect materials, they would silently follow along.At some point, Akutagawa Gin would ask Qingque some questions.

Despite being busy, Qing Que will still think carefully and patiently answer some of her seemingly strange questions.Sometimes I am really immersed in my own world, and after I react, I will apologize to her very seriously.

Today is another day to come to Panxingjiao to collect materials.

Qingque is always very quiet when it comes to collecting materials.She would quietly stand aside, watching the people coming and going, quietly writing and drawing in the notebook.If someone came to greet her, she would respond with a gentle smile.

However, when she was immersed in thinking, no one would step forward to disturb her.

No matter how much she wants to get close to her, or a lively child, even Xia Youjie, who is the patriarch, will only stay quietly by her side for a while, and then leave a small blanket and a cup of warm water. Tea, or a candy, a bouquet of flowers.

"It's very late today." Qing Que rubbed her sore wrist, and suddenly realized that it was already evening.

"Do you want to stay here for dinner?" Xia Youjie asked.

He waved his phone at Qingque, "Wu said that Nitzi is rarely free tonight, so he will come over tonight."

"Where's Xiaozhi?" Qingque asked Oda.

Oda was in a daze for a while, and said, "Excuse me, do you have curry rice?"

"Of course there is. It's just that it may not have the level of spiciness that Oda wants." Xia Youjie said.

"Ah, that's enough, thank you very much."

Therefore, the two decided to stay at Panxingjiao for dinner before leaving.

"That, Yamadori-san!"

The girl's voice stopped Qingque.

Qingque turned around.

"Yin, what's wrong?" Qing Que bent slightly and looked at the girl.

Akutagawa Yin dodged Qingque's eyes for a while, and after a while, he took out a pen, "This is the pen left by Sister Yamatori."

Qingque reached out to touch her pocket, only to find that a pen had fallen out.

She took the pen, "Thank you, Yin. If Yin didn't help me pay attention, maybe I would be very distressed tonight."

Akutagawa Gin blushed suddenly, "No, it's nothing."

She didn't leave immediately as before, but stood in front of Qingque, hesitating for a long time.

Sensing the girl's thoughts, Qing Que turned around and apologized to Xia Youjie and Oda, "Yin and I have a little secret, the two gentlemen can't listen to it."

Xia Youjie had no choice but to say, "Okay."

Oda nodded when he heard the words, "Okay."

When the two came to a secluded place, Yin observed that there was no one around, and finally said what he wanted to say to Qing Que.

"Well, I am very grateful to Yamadori-san!"

"Sister Yamadori always answers my questions patiently. Last time, I accidentally stained Sister Yamadori's skirt, and she didn't scold me. So, I am very grateful to Sister Yamadori!"

Qingque was surprised, but didn't show it.

She just softened her complexion and gently stroked the girl's hair, "You're welcome."

Qingque's appeasement successfully calmed down the heartbeating girl.

The flowers in the garden are small clusters, like cotton candy.The blue bird saw a petal that had been knocked down by the rain, so it stepped forward and picked it up.

"Silver, this petal is my gift to you."

The petals were placed in the hands of the little girl.

Purple, a small piece, lightly imperceptible.However, as long as you hold it in your hand, you can feel the softness and delicateness from it.

Yin stared blankly at the petals in his hand, not understanding what Qingque meant.

"Silver, just like flower petals." Qingque laughed.

Yin was confused, not understanding why she was compared to a flower petal by the girl in front of her.

"It looks so quiet, cute, and soft. If it is washed by the rain, it will fall into the mud because it is too weak." Qingque said.

Silver froze.

Such words are actually not suitable for children in slums.Even, this metaphor is too ironic for the children in the slums.

However, his intuition told Yin that what the girl in front of him expressed had another meaning.

This is intuition.

When she accidentally stained the girl's skirt that day and fell into the girl's peaceful lake-like eyes, she had this intuition.

She didn't even know how to describe the scene she saw that day.

She is like a cloud of smoke, wandering among the mountains, floating unsteadily.

Even the stain on the hem of the skirt couldn't make her and the surrounding cracks look any less hideous.

"This small petal will blend into the soil, become a part of the soil, become nourishment, and then in the next reincarnation, a more beautiful flower will bloom."

Qingque gathered Silver's palm, "Silver is like a flower petal. It is constantly washed by the rain, falls into the soil, and then becomes a part of the soil, looking for the next opportunity to bloom in the dark, and finally climbs up again. The branches bloom with brighter and more beautiful flowers than before."

"So tough and so beautiful."

"This is the petal and the silver in my eyes."

The lake is always so peaceful, so peaceful that it can hold a piece of sky.

Yin didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment, he just felt his chest was heating up.

Her intuition told her that this lake contained the sky, and similarly, it would also reflect her petals.

So, why?Why does such a mountain bird appear?

Let this numb world re-inject warm light, let all the wild dogs lingering in the dark, see the light that guides the direction.

Why?Why let this mountain bird, which seems to be torn apart from the world, appear here.