I write dog blood in Yokohama

It never occurred to me that my status was a little higher than I imagined.

Osamu Dazai is a sure-fire candidate for a cadre at PortMafia. In the future, he will be promoted to the position of cadre and he will have a direct subordinate. As his only subordinate, I will sit in that position no matter how I look at it.

They're thinking about it...

The direct subordinate of the black mud spirit boss is Akutagawa!No, I must find a way to find a way to find another job in the future. If this task is successful, I will mention it to Mori Ogai.

Of course, Nozawa told me all the above, and I am now asking him about the location of Big Brother Cucurbita.

I bitterly bid farewell to the boss of Hei Mu Jing, and got the mission information from him. I didn't read it in a hurry. On the way back, I remembered my salary card, and decided to go get the card back now.

"Baxun you...forget it."

Nozawa's voice on the other end of the phone was a little unclear, he hung up the phone, and directly emailed the location of Big Brother Cucurbit Baby.

"Thank you."

I silently thanked the other party, and I looked at the address displayed in the translation software with satisfaction. As for why I didn’t ask Brother Guchuan directly, nonsense, if I suddenly called someone, I said carelessly: Brother, you are here Where, I went to ask you for the salary card you kept before.

Will be scolded to death.

It's better to talk about this kind of thing in person, but what surprised me was that Nozawa was so aware of Brother Gu Chuan's affairs, and sent the location right after he hung up the phone. Could it be that they are together? ?

It was still raining outside, I put waterproof material on my head, looked at the sky and hesitated for a while whether to go to a convenience store to buy an umbrella, but finally chose to give up silently, there are no convenience stores nearby, and umbrellas are quite expensive ...Anyway, the location Nozawa mentioned is not far from here, they are all in the pedestrian area of ​​Minato Mirai.

Wait, when I get my salary card, I don't need to search and search like this!

I clenched my fists with great fighting spirit, called up the navigation software in my phone, locked the address in the email, followed the navigation around and around, and came to a very hidden and dark alley with ease.

This alley seems to have just finished a battle, and there are several rows of tall men in suits standing straight inside, and a group of people seem to be dealing with the incident in the depths of the alley, the most conspicuous of which is the one wearing a black top hat. A boy with ochre-orange hair.

……

Orange-haired boy? !

I poked my head around and saw that the male god Chuya was here. He was holding a red umbrella on top of his head, and he shifted his gaze in the direction. Isn't the person in charge of holding the umbrella the one who is Senior Gu Chuan.

The matter is estimated to be over, and they are finishing the work.

Going in now should not disturb them. I am a person with good eyesight. I found that the incident was not in conflict. I raised my foot and wanted to step in, but was suddenly stopped by the big brother in black who was guarding the entrance of the alley: "Stop."

"The front is not something you, an ordinary girl, can go in."

I:……

confused.

The fifty tone charts I have memorized in the past few days are somewhat insufficient. I looked at the face of the man in a suit who was next to me, and opened my mouth to say something. Suddenly, his arm was caught by the person next to him. The other public grumbled.

"Hey, shut up! She's the one."

The man in the suit who reminded something softly withdrew his arms, Banban was standing upright, and bowed his head respectfully and said: "Miss Baxun, Mr. Zhongyuan is inside, please come in."

"……Oh."

I stepped into the alley in a daze, no, why is his attitude so respectful.

Depending on the situation, they are also Chuya Nakahara's subordinates, and Chuya and Osamu Dazai are at the same level, and I am Dazai's subordinate.

In other words, we are actually on the same level!

Is it true that as Nozawa said, in the subtle details, there are still differences between subordinates and subordinates? I looked around the dark alley, but I didn't see the figure of the boy with a public face.

On the contrary, it was Brother Huluwa who found me, and immediately stared at me, and the curse that was about to be blurted out was forcibly endured by the respected boss beside him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also obviously noticed me, and his expression was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Hello, Mr. Chuya."

I greeted him very politely, and looked at Gu Chuan who was holding the umbrella with a little embarrassment: "There is something, look for it, Mr. Hulukawa."

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya didn't seem surprised when he saw me coming to Gu Chuan, oh yes, this guy always thought that Brother Gu Chuan was my Onisan...

I don't even need to say more, the orange-haired boy waved his hand directly, indicating that Gu Chuan doesn't need to follow him, his cobalt blue eyes noticed my rain-soaked clothes and hair ends, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly invisibly: "Why don't you carry an umbrella."

"Hey, Furukawa, give her the umbrella."

"Eh?! But Master Zhongyuan, you..." Gu Chuan glared at me while talking, completely unaware that the male god Chuya treated me so kindly, in fact, it was because he borrowed the light of himself (the relationship with his subordinate's sister) .

"Please wait a moment, I'll send someone to find a new umbrella right away." Without entanglement in this regard, Gu Chuan directly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

His excessive nervousness caused the orange-haired boy to raise his eyebrows, and Zhong Yuanzhong also grinned, the arrogant smile on his face matched with that delicate handsome face, for some reason, he was exceptionally handsome, "What is this little thing? "

After the other party's voice fell, the drizzle that was about to pour on the boy's body immediately stopped on the spot, and he stood upside down in a straight line: "Don't forget that I am a gravity user."

……

What a useful ability!

Looking at the red light emerging from the orange-haired boy, I was so envious, but Gu Chuan-senpai suddenly threw the umbrella to me, huh?Is it so good?

Catching the red umbrella, my heart is full of joy, don't let it go for nothing, the male god Zhongye has already turned around and left, he has already explained the ending of what he should explain, and there seems to be a private task next, so naturally he won't stay for long, In the narrow alley, only brother Gu Chuan and I were left to express our affection (?)

"That, senior."

"My card..." I never forgot about the salary issue, I faltered and described it with Gu Chuan, brother Gu Chuan finally understood the general meaning, and got scolded by the other party as expected.

"Have you become more and more courageous, kid?! Could it be because you followed that Mr. Dazai, tsk, take it!" Gu Chuan flipped through his wallet and took out a bank card from it, with an expression on his face. Handed it to me impatiently: "Get the hell out of here."

"Yes."

Anyway, I couldn’t understand what he was talking about. I couldn’t put it down holding my own salary card, and I just nodded and said yes to everything, hehe.

"Ah yes, I heard that Nozawa got promoted?"

"Yes."

"Well... not bad." Brother Gu Chuan was still pretending to be impatient, and finally said awkwardly: "Both of you work hard, and try to get ahead of me earlier."

Huh?

I looked at the other party with a bit of curiosity, [not bad], he praised him just now.

Is she really a tsundere, senior Calabash Baby!Although he is a cannon fodder, although he often scolds me, he is really a good person, brother Huluwa!

I bid farewell to the other party happily, went back to the small Internet cafe where I lived with my card in my hand, and began to study the tasks assigned to me by Mori Ou Diplomacy.

***

The task given to me is not easy to say, difficult to say.

Recently, an external force wants to break into Yokohama and bring new types of things to trade with the organization. The higher-ups need me to approach the representative of that new force and find out what the organization wants to know.

There is a condition of the task, no force can be used.

Because the relationship between PortMafia and the new force in Kawasaki City is currently friendly, and things have not been successfully traded, Gang Hei cannot break this paper window in advance.

……

Although, did Ogai Mori forget a question, I am a socially disabled person!

This social barrier is not the other social barrier. Although my personality is not socially phobic, I have communication difficulties in another sense, because my Japanese level is at most limited to knowing dozens of hiragana.

The representative of the organization that sent people to trade didn't even have a photo, and the mission doesn't allow the use of force. Damn, can I really get close to the target mission smoothly? The boss actually wants to use this mission to get rid of me.

I flipped through the text in the software, feeling more and more depressed, until at the end of the file, a line of inconspicuous writing caught my attention.

The target person is a sensual person.

Tonight, he is going to trade with the people of the organization with his things. The place of the transaction is a nightclub invested by external forces, or in other words, it is more accurate to call it a custom shop.

I touched my chin, and according to Dazai and Ango Dashanren taught me to "pay more attention to details", I immediately found a breakthrough.

Naturally, it is not my turn to trade. I just need to find out their purpose. In the words of Osamu Dazai, Mori Ogai paid great attention to this incident, because it was related to the layout of power in Yokohama. He suspected that the external force had The government is stepping in.

So... let's go to that store first to find out.

I packed up post-it notes, paper, and pencils, and before the evening came, I walked into the gray area of ​​Yokohama alone, found the material-free intelligence center mentioned in the data, secretly photographed the boss's face with my mobile phone, and then found a relatively safe place. area, began to work hard to paint the portrait of the other party.

Anyway, painting still has to be painted.

By the time I finished drawing, it was already past evening. I looked at the portrait with a very similar face but a strange body, as if a fledgling sketcher was spliced ​​together with a fifth-grade child's drawing. I swallowed and began to paint the portrait. Beside his head was written:

[You know me, I am a newcomer recruited by your store, and today I will be sent to the trading club to accompany the people above me for drinks. 】

After writing this sentence, I put the portrait in my arms, pushed open the door and walked into the shop nervously, and walked up to the owner of the portrait...that is, the boss of the No Material Intelligence Agency.

"Hello."

I said hello in broken Japanese, and I quietly activated my supernatural ability amidst all kinds of malicious and scrutinizing eyes around me.

"Huh?" The woman who was sitting there raising her eyebrows and looking at me paused for a moment, her eyes suddenly became confused, and she murmured, "It's you, who told you to leave... Hurry up and change your clothes, The adults over there will be here soon."

"Eh?! Master Songzi, do you know her?"

A woman in a kimono standing next to her was a little surprised, and looked over together: "Such a clean girl shouldn't come here."

"Stop talking nonsense, take her to change clothes, this child is an original and expensive item, take out the cheongsam from the store."

Ever since, I was taken by the surprised woman to a luxurious-looking shop that was obviously piled up with money.

"are you a foreigner?"

Before stepping into the changing room, a woman in a loose kimono with her hair combed up looked at me sadly, "Why can't you think of this kind of place? It's not just the environment here, you have to face it." But the mafia in Yokohama, they kill without batting an eye, they are cruel and cold-blooded, they are not something we can easily provoke."

"Once you step in, you can't get out again."

……

The woman in front of me chattered, and I scratched my hair as I didn't understand most of the words, and said word by word to her sad eyes, "Yes."

I don't belong to this world!

In short, everything I have done so far is for my own mission. I took the cheongsam handed over by the other party in embarrassment. Um, it looks a bit short. Chest...don't care, wear it!

The young lady helped me remove the black bone nail on my left ear, and skillfully tied a pair of buns for me, and put on a small white hair accessory, which fits the stereotype of Chinese girls that foreigners have.

"It's so cute."

After the woman with a sad face just tied my hair, she suddenly pinched my chin and looked around, with a lamented expression: "Tsk, it's cheaper for those guys above."

"Later, you can get into that row of exhibits. The people above will be here soon. I heard that there is a very important deal to be discussed today. In order to show off our business, the above will bring guests here to pick a few The one you like to go to drink with, whether you can be selected or not depends on yourself."

I:……

Can they talk more simply!

Seeing the woman pointing to the Japanese-style shoji door not far away, I immediately stood up knowing what she meant, hid things like post-it notes and pens in my clothes, and went to open the door with high spirits.

The room was full of girls who were a few years older than me. They were all in their prime and glamorous. Most of them were wearing traditional Japanese kimonos, and they seemed to be whispering something.

I couldn't get into it at all, and I didn't intend to take the initiative to communicate. I looked around quietly. Their fingers had no calluses, their limbs were soft and their muscles had not been exercised. They were all girls with no strength to restrain their hands. .

At this moment, someone suddenly coughed.

The whole room suddenly fell silent, and there were vague conversations and conversations outside the door: "By the way, my lord, we are also exploring some new areas recently, why don't you come here to have a look before discussing business, hehe, it's nothing, It’s just something rich kids like to play with.”

The shoji door was pulled open unexpectedly, I couldn't help swallowing, and mixed in with the standing team, I still looked at the door quietly with a paralyzed expression.

The man who walked in first looked about 40-45 years old, with a bald head, a bloated black suit, a bulging belly that added a bit of greasy feeling to him, flattering folds on his face, and a bullet on his temple. Moles, the mediocre public face has no characteristics.

Seeing the mole, I immediately recognized the other party's identity - a representative sent by forces outside the city.

Uh, the data said that guy is called "the mole of the day and night", because whenever he handles the mission, the enemy only remembers the big mole on his face... what the hell, it's definitely because his face is too big. Mediocre!

As I was complaining in my heart, the group of people who came in also came to a place near me, chattering in their mouths: "These are all good seedlings that we carefully cultivated, and you don't have to worry about which one you like, just tell me."

Finally, the group of figures walked up to me.

And I also saw clearly the man standing side by side next to the target person... No, it is obviously more appropriate to describe it as a boy. The very familiar red-haired boy was wearing a black suit with blue eyes when he saw me. , the whole person's expression is not good.

"..."

Depend on!

Zhong, Zhongzhongzhongzhongye, why is the male god here? ! ! !

"Huh?" Seemingly noticing Zhongyuan Zhongye's gaze, the bald head also turned his gaze to this side, his eyes immediately brightened a little, and said with great praise: "Oh, Mr. Zhongyuan has a good vision, even if I I didn't expect there to be such a good seed here, should I choose her?"

He stretched out his fat hand, which happened to land on my lower back.

My eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, thanking myself for my paralyzed face that didn't express my desire, for the sake of the task, I can only endure it for a while...

I looked at the orange-haired boy I was familiar with, and I kept winking at him, blinking my eyes to signal the other party to choose me.

I don't know why, Nakahara Chuya's expression was even more frantic than mine, but he quickly calmed down, looked back very calmly, raised his hand and grabbed the bald head's arm and walked forward: "No, forget it .”

I:……

How can I forget it!

Does the male god Zhongye understand what I mean?

Damn, seeing that the bald man was about to be pulled away by the orange-haired boy, who even turned his head three times at a step, twisting his neck to look at me very reluctantly, I quickly stepped forward and grabbed the arm of the target person.

Chuya Nakahara (who was standing behind the bald head, the bald head couldn't see it) looked as if he was going to eat me up, and tried to use poor vocabulary to say:

"My lord, please, love me."