I write dog blood in Yokohama

I followed with the envious look of Big Brother Cucurbit Baby.

Although I don't know what Zhong is talking about at all, I can't take me to report to Osamu Dazai in person, I vaguely seem to have heard the word Boss, maybe I went to see Mori Ogai...

I followed behind silently, my mind couldn't help wandering away, the road ahead was getting darker and darker, wait, why does it feel like this is not the road to the boss's office, but more like a dungeon or something?

I looked around in surprise, and subconsciously thought of Kusaku Yumeno in the organization, the one with the code name Q.

As the owner of the same spiritual power, Q was imprisoned in the dungeon because of the supernatural power "brain hell".

Although my ability is only a little bit related to the spiritual department, but... so far, I seem to have attacked my own personnel twice.

I burst into tears in my heart, couldn't help it, I grabbed the orange-haired boy's sleeve uneasily: "Me."

"Will you be locked up and played with?"

Help!

At the critical moment, I couldn’t even say the word torture. I spent a long time wording in my head, and finally I could only come up with the word “playing” instead. It’s hopeless, really.

The surrounding corridors are abnormally dark, and the location is obviously underground. Don’t Mori Ogai think that the ability to destroy people is also very dangerous. I can’t control me. I want to lock people into a dungeon like Q...

"what!?"

"How is that possible!" Zhong Yuan turned around in shock, a black line appeared on his forehead, and he looked at me speechlessly: "Speak up."

"You are a foreigner."

I don't know why, but under the probing gaze of the other party, I feel a lot of pressure. This is different from Osamu Dazai's scrutiny that makes people feel cold behind his back, but a kind of oppressive feeling that makes people feel more powerful.

"It really was you that time, by the side of the road."

Zhongyuan also thought of something, grass... He, did he remember it!I accidentally kicked a stone and kicked him before.

"sorry."

Before the other party continued to say anything, I hurriedly apologized honestly: "That was, accident."

"..."

Fortunately, the orange-haired boy with a handsome face didn't continue to pester this. He turned around without hesitation, and after a few seconds of silence, he said kindly: "Waituntilthefront, youwill know."

Eh? !

Did the male god speak English? I widened my eyes in horror, "You will know when you get to the front." Is that what he meant? Wow, he is really nice!

...It's just that the Japanese English is a bit lame, and I almost didn't catch it just now.

Thinking about it carefully, my Chinese Japanese sounds probably even worse. It is true that I have been tortured in both directions. I hope they don’t take it to heart. What can I do, I am just a poor little boy.

The dimly lit corridor was still very dark, and the two of them continued to walk forward. The sound of steady footsteps echoed in my ears. Because of Nakahara Zhongya's considerate explanation, my anxiety...has not been relieved much. Instead, he became even more frightened, and conscientiously put his tail between his legs and lowered his head to be a man. When he reached the place the other party said, Zhongya directly stood outside the door: "Go in."

Ah, won't he go in?

Sure enough, I want to lock myself in a dungeon!

The sentence just now can be understood as two meanings, one is a considerate explanation, and the other is Hong Guoguo's threat. No matter how I think about it, I feel that the latter is the most likely. Looking up at the pitch-black door in front of him, he stepped forward to open it like he was going to die——

The scene inside is similar to what I imagined, and it looks like a strict torture team inside the organization.

It was a little surprising that in the center of the hall stood a red-haired woman with pink hair. She wore a delicate Japanese-style bun, a dignified and beautiful red kimono, an oiled paper umbrella on the ground, and her eyes were the same color. The eyes seemed to notice that the door was opened, and turned to look this way.

She glanced at me and the orange-haired boy standing outside the door, and she had a smile on her face.

"You, are you the newcomer?"

Huh?

Surprised in my heart, Zhong Yuanzhong, who stayed outside the door, nodded and greeted him with a very respectful attitude. He didn't come in, but stared at me as if threatening and signaling something, and quickly turned and left.

... Another great person left, and I didn't even have time to ask for the phone number. I felt a burst of sadness. Forget it, I was a little psychologically shadowed by Dazai Osamu, so I better not ask for it.

Bite the bullet and turn around, walked forward with a guilty conscience, I tried to say in my poor Japanese: "Hello."

So, this person really is Big Sister Hongye.

One of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, his qualifications are also very old, he has experienced two dynasties, and he has a special team in charge of the torture team.

"take it easy."

Koyo Ozaki seemed to see my hesitation, her tone was very slow, she walked me dignifiedly and generously to a dark torture room, turned on the light, and found that the leader of the remnant TBC party was tied there.

The other party looked dying, and his face was no longer that of Fu Keda, but had obviously changed back to his own appearance.

I can recognize him as the Boss of TBC, all thanks to the photo that Ango Sakaguchi handed over before, with light-colored hair like dry grass, with a face that is only a little better than the public face, with his hands held up by iron It was tied up.

When he saw someone entering the room, he immediately struggled, and chattered, his expression looked a little excited: "Let me out!"

"The T-x026 gun was originally the goods of our organization. It was you Gang Hei who broke his promise and stole it by playing tricks! It also hurt my brothers!"

"Damn mine. (Shut up)"

Ozaki Hongye, who was still smiling just now, immediately pulled her face down, even standing behind her, I felt a trace of indescribable coldness, my eyes were smiling, but Lie Yan's red lips were indifferent: "When you start using When it was fake, why didn’t you consider the present.”

In a daze, the beautiful and elegant red-haired woman gagged the man's mouth, stepped forward and "teared" the clothes of the TBC leader in front of her, revealing her scarred upper body.

hiss.

My expression was a little confused. I looked around and saw that there were many serious injuries, large and small, in front of the man. The most conspicuous one was that the man had spread from his left shoulder all the way to the pelvis. It looked half-deep, half-shallow. scratches.

Seeing the enemy's wound at close range, I immediately realized that it was definitely caused by my own supernatural ability, and my strength seemed to have reached about 8-10%.

Of course, if his strength could reach 95%, his body would not be just such a shallow scar, but would be directly broken in half.

"Is this caused by your supernatural ability?" Ozaki Koyo turned around and asked, because it was a simple sentence, and he could almost understand the general meaning.

I feel that this should be the purpose of my being brought here. Naturally, I have no reason to deny it. I nodded honestly and was about to say something when a familiar exclamation suddenly came from behind——

"That's right, it's a headache."

"Xiaojiao, your ability should be stronger, right?" A certain brown-black-haired boy with a delicate face appeared not far behind him at some point, leaning on the threshold and looking sideways. His expression was unclear, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly hid behind Koyo Ozaki.

Osamu Dazai paused, and said with a smile: "It's obviously the first time I've met Miss Hongye, but I seem to be very dependent."

……

I went, why do I feel like I heard words like "first time" and "dependence".

This kind of temptation is unacceptable!

"Dazai." Koye Ozaki looked at him helplessly, causing the black-haired boy to complain dissatisfiedly: "I can't help it, the Boss deliberately transferred Xiaojiao from my hands and transferred to the elder sister's hands."

"We have only worked together for two days, and I am very reluctant."

Osamu Dazai, who was talking to himself, walked over in two or three steps, handed over the translated screen on the phone, and asked me to try to use my ability to make the enemy spit out all the information.

Wait, isn't that my phone, when did he take it away!

Speechlessly, he snatched the phone back. Naturally, he had to listen to the words of his immediate superior. The leader of TBC who was tied there was still struggling hard. Seeing that Osamu Dazai seemed very impatient, he walked up to him and said something in his ear, TBC The leader's expression changed, and he actually calmed down, with cold sweat streaming from the top of his head.

I didn't care about what my boss said, I lowered my head and took out the flyer in my pocket. During this period, Osamu Dazai kept staring at the picture in my hand, as if he wanted to laugh...Damn, I know my drawing is bad, but He may be better at painting than I am!

Write the words [spit out information] next to the enemy's head, and a golden butterfly flew to the opponent's head immediately. The TBC leader's expression became blank for a moment, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Osamu Dazai, who was just standing next to him, blinked, raised his hand to take out what was in the other person's mouth and threw it away. The leader of TBC who regained the right to speak immediately murmured:

"My name is Andy Henry. I am of mixed race. The leader of TBC was not me. I designed the original leader by means. The reason for the establishment of the organization is that we betrayed the company. TBC was originally an armed guard cultivated privately by an overseas company. Team."

……

"No more?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head.

The leader of TBC remained silent, his eyes had regained clarity, and he realized what he had just said with an extremely annoyed expression.

"Um……"

"About one-fifth of it." Plugging the mouth of the TBC leader again, the handsome boy with brown hair touched his chin, spread his hands and looked innocently at Koyo Ozaki: "Look, except this guy is The position I took by means of tricks, the rest is all information we already know."

"Sure enough, Xiaojiao still exercises under my hands, and it would be better to go to Sister Hongye's place?"

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

"Well, I'm only here because Boss asked me to take Xiaojiao to find him." Osamu Dazai didn't get entangled in this topic. 'It's not good for the subordinates to come here to confirm the ability of the eldest sister, so let that slug continue."

"Dazai, you should go."

It's about the leader, Ozaki Koyo naturally wouldn't respond, she turned her head to me and said with a smile: "Then, it's Jiaojiao, right? You are always welcome in the torture department."

"Ok."

I didn't understand the rest of the words, but I understood Jiaojiao, and I knew that Sister Hongye was calling me, so I couldn't help saying goodbye to her happily: "Farewell."

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The human spirit boss walked happily, and the eldest sister behind him sighed for some reason.