The lover that gravity makes is wrong

After living for 17 years, the quasi-cadres of the Central Plains have gone to the sky, stayed in the laboratory, fought little monsters, and have a garbage partner who is a shark all day long.

He thought that his experience was rich enough, and there was nothing he hadn't seen.

But at this moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the red-haired girl with clasped hands and sparkling pupils in front of him, and felt for the first time that he was still too young——

At least being regarded as a police cadet, drawing materials from Mafia comics... He really has never experienced it.

The ochre-haired boy leaned back slightly, his scalp numb from the enthusiastic and hopeful eyes of the third son.

If it wasn't for the conditions, the Central Plains quasi-cadre youth even wanted to break the window, jump directly from a height of [-] feet, and run away.

"Just—" Nakahara Chuya opened his mouth, his clever little head spinning wildly.

"Enn, just?" The red-haired girl bent her mouth into a V shape and looked at Chuya Nakahara expectantly.

Just—just something!

It is impossible for him to really popularize the work content of the mafia, daily torture with "ordinary citizens", and reveal how to deal with traitors by the way, right? !

Nakahara Chuya was in a frenzy, and the back of his head was sweating.

Just when the youthful gravity made the young man come to an end, and he really considered jumping out of the window to escape, his eyes fell on the girl's notepad, he glanced over it, and when he saw a certain content, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"cough."

The ochre-haired boy gave a dry cough, stretched out his slender fingers wearing black gloves, and tapped lightly on the notepad,

"In short, let's get rid of this funny 'nice guy' attribute first."

"Good guy?"

The girl's clear eyes moved away from Nakahara Chuya's face, and then fell on the spread note page,

"...Is it inappropriate?"

"There is no need to doubt it."

Nakahara Zhong also lowered his eyes, his cobalt blue pupils looked at the page indifferently, and the blond hand-painted villain holding a thank you pennant in both hands.

The tone of his narration was calm and watery, and it fell into the girl's ears, but it carried a sense of warning and persuasion,

"The mafia is not a good thing. They have blood on their hands, they ignore the people, and everyone has piles of corpses under their feet. In a legal sense, they are a group of criminals who can be shot a hundred times."

"Don't beautify them. Describing them as 'good people' is the greatest insult to a good person."

The words of the red-haired boy made the originally relaxed atmosphere a little depressing.

The third son raised his head, his emerald eyes were quietly watching the boy.

Her expression became serious, and she nodded earnestly as if taught: "So that's the case, I'm too careless."

The red-haired girl curled her index finger and put it on her lips, thinking about opening her mouth,

"Indeed, the current setting is suspected of beautifying the Mafia too much. A bad one may cause immature children to have the wrong yearning."

"Sure enough, you should show your cruel side more carefully!"

The third son straightened his back as he spoke, and bowed his head in gratitude to Zhongyuan Zhong, "Thank you Zhongyuan boy! I have learned a lot!"

Perhaps because he didn't expect the girl to react so solemnly, Nakahara Nakaya's shoulders trembled slightly as if startled by the thank you. He watched the hair on the top of the red-haired girl's head, and turned his eyes a little unnaturally.

"...Oh, as long as you know, don't be so polite."

Red-haired girl waving her hands vigorously, looking serious,

"No, thanks to Mr. Zhong Yuan, I came to my senses and didn't let the work go astray. I will remember this kindness until I go to hell!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The name just got weirder!

And remember what going to hell is?Isn't this really the latest curse!

Zhong Yuan also looked at the sincere expression on the girl's face, which was indescribable.

"Hey, so, you plan to give up the Mafia theme?"

The ocher-haired boy decided to change the subject.

"No, real cartoonists will not be defeated by mere reality!"

The third son clenched his fists full of fighting spirit, "With all my strength, I will definitely sell this book this time!"

This is really a simple and true reason.

Nakahara Nakaya looked at the third son, and for a moment didn't know whether to praise the girl's outstanding professionalism, or her unabashed desire for the worldly work.

As if seeing the slander of the boy with brown hair, the third son sighed and added,

"Hey, there is no way. After all, wild koalas in Australia are too expensive. If you don't work harder, you can't afford them."

Oh, so I wanted to buy a koala.

...Wait, koala? !

Zhongyuan Zhong also widened his eyes suddenly, looked at the girl in shock, and once suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, you heard me right, it is indeed a koala."

The third son scratched his hair slightly distressed,

"My adoptive father has always wanted to travel to Australia and hug a koala, but because of work, he couldn't get a leave of absence. I just wanted to save money and buy one for him before his birthday."

"but--"

As the red-haired girl spoke, her delicate face suddenly collapsed, revealing an expression of extreme pain.

"But wild koalas are really too expensive!"

Nakahara Chuya: "...No, I don't think it's a matter of price. Is it illegal to domesticate endangered species?"

The third son showed the expression of being struck by lightning: "Eh? But I'm willing to spend money to buy it? Isn't that okay?!"

"No, no merchant will sell it to you." Zhong Yuan said with a cold face.

How, how could this be so!

The red-haired girl covered her face with her hands, devastated.

Wait a moment……

As if thinking of something suddenly, the third son's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhongye Zhongyuan,

"Mr. Zhongyuan, does PortMafia sell koalas? I heard that the mafia often smuggles firearms and weapons. It should be easy for koalas, right?"

Want the Mafia to smuggle endangered species for you?

What kind of little ghost are you? !

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the girl inexplicably, and refused without thinking: "No, I, cough, they don't accept private orders."

"I can bid double the market price!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a serious face: "No, koalas are an endangered species, and the Mafia does not do illegal business."

To tell a joke, one day, a quasi-cadre of the Central Plains of the Mafia told others that the Mafia does not do illegal business.

"...Woo, the hateful mafia!"

The red-haired girl lay down on the small table in dejection, her whole body turned into a soulless gray.

Probably the scene where the plaster fading of the girl was too pitiful. Out of conscience condemnation, a certain Hong Kong and black quasi-cadre once again struggled to bring the third son's attention back to the main topic.

"...Don't talk about this, manga, have you figured out what to do?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his forehead, his tone was a little tired.

I don't know, I thought he was the one in charge of manga editing.

"Oh, speaking of which!"

When he mentioned the main business that he was most concerned about, the third son immediately stood up, temporarily forgetting the frustration of being rejected by the mafia (?).

The red-haired girl stood up straight, and confidently turned the notes to the previous page,

"Thanks to Teacher Zhongyuan, I have already figured out how to express Mafia's cruelty!"

"Are you sure? I remember you said PTA (Parent-Teacher Association) restrictions, no blood and guns?" Nakahara Zhong also reminded.

"Of course, absolutely no problem!"

The third son patted his chest and said,

"As Mr. Zhong Yuan said, the mafia is not a good thing. If you take it to the extreme, the organization must be full of bad internal struggles, fraud, betrayal, disregard of human feelings, and interests first."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Although there is nothing wrong with saying this, what is the matter with this complicated mood?

"So?" The red-haired boy asked with a complicated mood.

"So, I decided to add a classic plot to prove this!"

The red-haired girl said loudly while holding a pen.

Without bloodshed and bullets, it's a classic plot again?

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, admitting that he was a little curious.

So, under the watchful eyes of the active mafia? Central Plains quasi-cadres, the rookie cartoonist Mr. Sanzi raised his pen arrogantly, and wrote a brief line of description on the page of the person who drew the cadre A——

"There is always a banquet in the world. At the critical period of organizational transformation, cadre A defected and joined the police camp! The betrayal from high-level officials who are familiar with the secrets of the organization has plunged the organization into a desperate crisis!"

"How about Mr. Zhongyuan, do you have a sense of cruelty?"

The third son held up his notebook and looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan begging for praise.

Defect?That Dazai?

Heh, he doubted that even if all the Hong Kong and black people went to the police academy, that mackerel would not take the initiative to move half a step.

The ochre-haired boy seemed to be ignorant of words. He stared at the brief description carefully for a long time, and then under the expectant eyes of the third son, he spoke slowly as gently as possible,

"Didn't you say... that cadre A, chasing and pursuing the light in the dark organization, suddenly defected, which is a bit illogical."

When it came to "pursuing light", Zhong Yuan paused in pain, almost enduring the goosebumps all over his body, and squeezed out such a sentence through his teeth.

Osamu Dazai, Pursue the Light.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but suffocate, refusing to think about the corresponding scene.

"So that's the case, is there a lack of a strong reason?"

The third son thought about turning the pencil in his hand.

The red-haired girl with no relevant working experience naturally fell into a stuck point in the plot.

After thinking hard to no avail, the third son decided to seek advice from professionals.

"If Mr. Zhongyuan was this cadre A, why would he defect to the organization?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Great, another death question after 'what are the general rules of the mafia'.

However, this time, Zhefa quasi-cadres have grown up!

There was no turmoil in his heart, and he didn't have the idea of ​​escaping by jumping out of the window. He even naturally followed the red-haired girl's train of thought and said,

"—If it was me a year ago,"

The ochre-haired boy spoke slowly, as if caught in some kind of memory, and said in a slightly nostalgic tone,

"It should be when you discover that the ideas and actions of the head of the organization are contrary to what you think."

This is true.

Although Zhong Yuanzhong has never told others.

When he just joined PortMafia at the age of 16, he was only a member of the junior team, responsible for the gem trade in the dark.

Countless shining stones of great value pass through the hands of Chuya Central Plains. This is a transportation line soaked in wealth, fame and blood.

The ridiculous thing is that at that time, Chuya of the Central Plains, who was outstanding in military power, was even called the "jewel king" by others.

Every day, every second.

Seeing the wailing and dead people on the line, the immature "Jewel King" gradually became suspicious of Mori Ogai's actions.

Is this person really worth pursuing as he saw at the time?

【"—The so-called chief, he is the leader of the entire organization, and at the same time, he is only a slave of the organization. For the survival and interests of the organization, he must be willing to commit himself to all kinds of filth, train his subordinates and arrange them in the most suitable positions. If necessary , throw it away after use.”]

Mori Ogai's answer at that time was still in his ears, and Nakahara Chuya was not surprised by the above answer.

But what really moved him was Mori Ogai's next words——

【"As long as it is for the organization, I am willing to do even the most inhumane thing... Everything I do is for this organization and to protect this city that I cherish."】

If it is such an awareness, it is indeed something he lacks.

Therefore, at the age of 15, Nakahara Nakahara, the king of sheep, offered his loyalty to Mori Ogai.

However, at the age of 16, after seeing the lower-level and more real operation of PortMafia, Chuya Nakahara, who was in the junior group, inevitably questioned whether Mori Ogai still insisted on his beliefs.

But the taciturn boy didn't say anything, he was like a young night owl, silently watching the chief's words and deeds, secretly evaluating.

At that time, the Central Plains was also more immature than it is now.

Whether Mori Ogai noticed this is unknown, but as a partner, Osamu Dazai must have seen this.

That's why there was similar provocative advice later.

But no matter what, in the end Chuya's doubts in the Central Plains also appeared with Verlaine, and he activated the power of [Huangba spit] and dissipated.

After that, with the help of Mori Ogai, Chuya Nakahara met his biological parents who had never met across the street.

【"Aren't you going to say hello?"】

At that time, Mori Ogai asked on the phone.

And at that time, what was Zhongya's answer?

——【"No, from now on, Hong Kong? Black is my home."】

This is the answer given by the 16-year-old Chuya Nakahara.

It was probably from that moment that Zhongya Zhongya really recognized PortMafia and became the organization's gravity agent.

As for Mori Ogai, of course he is well aware of this.

This should have been a secret deeply buried in Zhongye's heart, but it was strange that he blurted it out naturally to a strange girl he had only known for a few minutes on a passenger plane.

The ocher-haired boy who realized this quickly flashed vigilance in his mind.

But when he saw the red-haired girl's earnest listening expression and clear gaze, he suddenly felt that there was no need to be on guard.

Not a big deal, and if it hurts—

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyes, and a hidden murderous intent flashed through the cobalt blue pupils.

"Is that the reason?"

Sanzi didn't care about the momentary coldness in the air.

She tilted her head slightly, with a focused and harmless listening face. The girl was immersed in the answer given by the boy, as if she had glimpsed some precious belief and will from it.

The red-haired girl stared at Nakahara Chuya, her emerald eyes were bright.

She couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, a pure and satisfied smile appeared in her eyes,

"Mr. Nakahara, you are really admirable. If you describe it in a comic setting, you are comparable to the existence of a Templar commander!"

"……Varied?!"

What a strange metaphor.

Zhong Yuanzhong also accidentally choked on Sanzi's words.

He looked at the girl inexplicably, showing "Is there something wrong with your brain circuit?"

"Hahaha."

The third son rubbed the back of his head with a natural smile, completely indifferent to the impolite eyes of the red-haired boy.

"Well, Mr. Zhongyuan's answer is very valuable. I know the reason why cadre A defected!"

The third son held up the pen, and his beautiful emerald eyes shone with focus and enthusiasm.

This is the brightness and enthusiasm that can only be seen in the eyes of creators.

"Oh? You put it that way, I'm looking forward to it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the girl's radiant eyes, and said along the way.

"Just wait and see!"

With a confident smile on the corner of Sanzi's mouth, the ink-colored pencil turned a smooth arc at her fingertips, and wrote on the paper——

【"The reason why cadre A defected——Because the leader of the organization——"】

【"I don't like ramen."】

……

…………

"???"

"ha????--!!!"

In the first class, Nakahara Chuya's expression froze and he made a loud noise.

This is the guy, referring to the reason for his answer? !