I write dog blood in Yokohama

State secret agency, supernatural secret service department.

A government agency affiliated to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which claims to be non-existent to the outside world, is very mysterious inside its organization, holding the life and death power of whether large or small organizations can obtain supernatural power licenses.

Even so, the status of its organization is not solid, and there are many voices of opposition from the central government.Regardless of the fact that the Supernatural Secret Service Division is mysterious and hidden from the outside, it is also divided into several factions internally.

For example, there are a few radical guys in the organization who hold extreme views and oppose the wanton development of the port mafia.

Ango Sakaguchi doesn't care about this at all. He is now only obeying the orders of the chief officer Taneda Santoka. Of course, he is not of the extreme school. As an undercover investigator in PortMafia, his task is to monitor and report at all times.

The Supernatural Secret Service Division is a national agency that manages supernatural organizations, but it is not a terrorist killer that wipes out all supernatural organizations.

However, although……

Some people don’t understand this at all. A junior from Ango Sakaguchi, the guy whose name seems to be Nozawa is an extremist. I heard that the other party completely obeys the orders of his superiors. He is keen to make trouble for the port mafia, and his methods are also extremely clever. It may take a few years to climb to the position of Ango Sakaguchi.

Their extreme concealment is also very clever. After all, there are internal conflicts. Even Ango Sakaguchi doesn't know where those "colleagues" are.

But these are innocuous little things.

On the whole, some setbacks in the development of PortMafia is something that the Supernatural Secret Service Division likes to see. Rather than finding out where the extremists are lurking, he cares more about a new piece of news——

Representing the official ability management organization is not only found in Japan, there are also organizations equivalent to the ability spy department in foreign countries. Recently, a foreign inspector similar to an "exchange student" came to Yokohama for a business trip. Their ability spy department Those who should go to meet and welcome them in person have not been found so far.

***

SEMPLICE, a very remote restaurant mixed in Chinatown.

When I found the place, I was almost exhausted, because this place is really not suitable for Chinatown. It was the first time I came to the legendary Yokohama Chinatown since crossing. I was greedy for the fragrant steamed buns I don’t want to, I suddenly eat stir-fried dishes from my hometown, and my mother’s Kung Pao chicken...

Some silently followed the navigation to find SEMPLICE, and in the end, that's it?

Why are there Italian restaurants in Chinatown? !

Feeling disillusioned, I walked into the private room. I have to say that Ango Sakaguchi really knows how to find a place. This restaurant is really suitable for two people to be alone. The interior decoration is also very romantic, as if it is the kind of place that only young couples go to.

"Hello, Mr. Sakayasu."

The black-haired young man was already sitting there punctually. After entering the room, I greeted him politely.

"...After Sakamoto, Sakago, and Ankou, have you learned any other vocabulary, Yahiro-kun?"

Ango Sakaguchi was too lazy to correct his real surname, he pushed his glasses, looked helplessly at me sitting in front of him, and when he noticed the difference, his expression was slightly stunned: "Have you dressed up yet? "

"Ah."

I patted the skirt on my body a little embarrassedly. This is the only floral skirt in my pile of tattered clothes, but it is a bit cold to wear now, so I need a knitted coat.

Let's just go buy some new clothes after we finish talking... I haven't gone shopping since time travelling.

After thinking about it, I vigilantly observed my surroundings, while pretending to be coy and winking at Ango Sakaguchi: "Does it look good?"

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

The black-haired young man's eyebrows twitched vigorously several times, he opened his mouth, and in the end he held back his complaints. He turned his head unnaturally: "It suits you very well. If you are a few years older, you will definitely A very beautiful woman."

"Me too, pretty now."

I refuted the other party tediously, and after confirming that there were no small holes for surveillance, not even surveillance cameras, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Ango Sakaguchi is also very good.

I casually picked up the menu on the table and flipped through it. There was nothing wrong with the menu book, but the price in it scared me so that I immediately closed the book: "Well, Mr. Ango, you should not let me, as a girl and As a junior, should I pay money?"

"...Of course, who do you take me for?"

"You can order whatever you want." Sakamoto Ango covered his forehead with a headache, turned around and put the gift box on the table: "Your birthday present, take it."

Great!

My eyes lit up, and I happily took the gift box: "Thank you! Mr. Ango, suki."

"..." For some reason, the black-haired young man with a beauty spot on the corner of his mouth started to twitch his eyebrows again. He watched me put the gift behind my buttocks, and said in a complicated tone, "Why don't you open it now?"

"what?"

My eyes became sharper. Could it be that there is some information in the gift box that must be read now?But to be honest, when it comes to my birthday, I still prefer to abide by the etiquette of my country, and taste the joy of opening presents afterwards...

"Ah, is it opened in China after the gift giver leaves?" Ango Sakaguchi seemed to think of something, and nodded helplessly: "Then wait until you go back and look at it, anyway, it's nothing important."

"Oh." I nodded, looking for an opportunity to say something serious.

Seeing the dishes being brought up one by one, the waiter respectfully closed the soundproof door when delivering the last dish, and the hanging arm seemed to be making a gesture. The young man let out a breath: "There is no problem anymore."

He should have also seen the hidden gesture, and his posture relaxed a little, the mirror reflected a strange light: "So, it's you, right?"

"My lord, the inspector from China's 'Special Service Section'."

I:……

confused.

Suddenly, I learned a big and confusing secret straight to the point. Although I was at a loss in my heart, I looked at him calmly without any expression on the surface, and quietly observed the expression on Ango Sakaguchi: "Ango You have a good brain, sir."

"Please don't hurt me at this time." Ango Sakaguchi sighed: "So sure enough, Nozawa picked you up in the first place, and that kid didn't report it, no...he didn't report it to my side, You won't be deceived by the other party's rhetoric, right?"

"Otherwise, I really can't think of any reason for you to conceal your whereabouts."

The young man's last words were full of threats and temptations, even though he spoke a lot faster, I still felt something was wrong.

Time travel, that is, "amnesia" must not be mentioned.

The atmosphere in the air was mixed with an imperceptible sense of tension. I looked away, silently picked up the fork on the table, and said expressionlessly: "Because it's an investigation, isn't it?"

"……I understand."

Ango Sakaguchi seemed to be choked for a moment. The words about Nozawa were naturally a temptation to blow up people. I noticed something, and it was not surprising that I got a reply that I guessed. He sighed again with some embarrassment , This time he said sincerely and helplessly: "Then, if the result satisfies you, please go back."

"The higher-ups will contact you at any time."

"Oh." I chewed the beef calmly, and this western meal, which was not called lunch, came to an end soon.

***

My Japanese level is growing day by day. As long as the person speaking at a normal speed, even if it is a little faster, I can understand all the meanings.

That's why I couldn't understand what Ango Sakaguchi said.

It is known that I am not a genuine employee of the port mafia, and there is a friend who knows his identity, a Chinese, a diplomat of the special agent department, who may be deceived by Nozawa's "smart words", so the general experience can already be Guessed it.

Smuggling is true, and it’s also true that we didn’t know each other before we met Nozawa. I probably negotiated something with Nozawa on that ship, so I have the following experience.

Presumably the original intention of this body before transmigrating was to sneak into the port mafia and investigate the movements here before the Special Agents Section contacted him...

In summary, there is no home for me in the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

To be honest, my state of "amnesia" is really not suitable for returning, and it is impossible for Mysterious Voice to give me the previous memory of this body. I have tried to obtain memory with supernatural powers, but it didn't work at all.

Besides, my ultimate goal is not to go back to China in this way. This is not my world. If I want to go home, I must stay in the port mafia and Yokohama to meet the original characters in order to achieve my true goal.

While thinking, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought while walking home with the gift box in my hand. At this moment, the mobile phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

"Kuxi Kuxi." I answered the phone with some surprise.

"...It's Moshi Moshi, you shouldn't make such a small mistake in Japanese, right?" A familiar boy's voice came from the other end of the phone, as if he was his new direct boss, his tone seemed a little hesitant Embarrassedly said: "Uh, that's right, what."

"Do you have time now?"

Hey, would the male god Zhongye take the initiative to find him?

Being distracted, I recovered and looked at the caller ID even more unexpectedly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing... that is, didn't Boss ask you to finish the previous painting? It just so happens that I have time all day today, if you have it too..."

"Oh."

It turned out to be Huahua, I clicked my tongue in disappointment, thinking that the other party had something to ask me for.

It seems that he heard my regretful tone, the young voice on the other end of the phone looked a little irritable, and amplified the volume a little bit in self-defeating, as if he was behind me: "Ah, I'm really sorry, I suddenly found someone for this matter. you--"

Wait, behind?

I found that the other party's voice was not only coming from the phone, but also gradually approaching the volume behind me. I turned around subconsciously, and a certain brown-haired boy wearing a top hat stood behind him as expected, waving towards me with his mobile phone.

"middle……"

I looked at the other person in surprise, and paused halfway through opening my mouth. Thinking of him scolding me for not learning Japanese well, I decided to show off my superb Japanese skills and read out the other person’s surname that I had never read before and was extremely difficult to say: "Senior Central Plains, hello."

Nakahara Chuya who had already walked over: "..."

He seemed to have been hit a bit, looked at me strangely, opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

We are at the intersection opposite the high-end apartment. I remember that we met each other by chance last time, and it was also on this street. Maybe I should be glad that Ango Sakaguchi drove me here just now...

"Senior Zhongyuan, have you already found it?"

I met Yudu, I thought for a moment, and took the other person's arm to lead the way, and suggested, "Then, go to my house."

"……you."

Caught off guard by being pulled, Zhong Yuan Zhong also still looked at me hesitantly, his eyes fell on the thing I was holding in the other hand, and he followed behind stiffly, as if he had given up on something: "Forget it!" gone."

"What's wrong?" I blinked my eyes and looked back at him. Seeing my boss staring at my clothes and the things in my hand, I couldn't help shrinking my arms in guilt. I had an inexplicable illusion that I would be caught in private with outsiders. what happened?

In short, at this time, it is better to act first!

My face has always been as thick as a city wall, and I can kowtow three times a day, so I am afraid of what to do with it... Holding the gift, I swayed the floral skirt in a circle, and winked at the delicate-faced orange-haired boy Eyes: "Senior Zhongyuan, please look, does it look good?"

"En." Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to be a little out of state to respond.

"and this."

I made persistent efforts and leaned over to show the gift box to the other party, trying to connotate something: "I received it in advance, a birthday present! But I'm so lonely... I don't know if there are other birthday presents."

"You guy, are you really greedy?" Zhongyuan Zhong was also speechless, he pulled his mouth, turned his gaze back, and met my bright eyes: "Senior Zhongyuan, you haven't forgotten my birthday, have you? "

"Of course, idiot."

Listening to my hopeful tone, the orange-haired boy stretched out his hand and turned my head back. The movement didn't use too much force, it could even be called gentle.

"However, I always feel that you have something else to say."

I stared at the other party suspiciously, and continued without letting go: "If you have anything to say, just say it, Chuya... Senior Zhongyuan."

"...You seem to have changed your words very abruptly just now!? Are you kidding me?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked over with a black line on his head, hesitated for a while, and finally turned his head irritably, with mixed tone With a trace of unease, he said: "It's nothing..."

"So, you don't have to change your title back."

"Just call it by name."

"Hey—" I tilted my head in dissatisfaction: "Is this the only one?"

"what!?"

"Because, Senior Chuya." I changed my address back, clenched my fists and looked at the other party, my eyes were still bulingbuling, and my tone seemed to be asking for credit: "I can say Senior Chuya's last name, lah!"

"I'm the first to learn the surname of senior Zhongya, so I can't help but call it a look."

I sighed: "But you didn't respond, sad."

Of course this is deceiving.

I would say the other party's surname because Brother Furukawa called him by his name a long time ago.

But I overplayed my game just now, so I'd better coax my immediate superior.

……

The orange-haired boy paused slightly. He was silent for a while, raised his arms as if he was groping for something in his arms, and said in a helpless, even tolerant tone, "Then you are satisfied now?"

"Satisfied." I nodded, how dare I continue to make mistakes.

At the end of the topic, I planned to take the other party to the elevator inside the apartment, but the handsome young man who was following behind me suddenly grabbed me, held my body to prevent me from moving, and said with a serious look: "Don't move."

"Really... I wanted to give it to you tomorrow."

Nakahara Chuya's breath came a little closer, and I stood there in a daze, feeling his gloved fingers inserting into my hair, accompanied by a crisp "click" sound, as if the back of my head was being buckled. what.

Huh?

Surprised, I raised my hand and touched it. It was a high-end and delicate hairpin.