Why should I clean up

When he walked out of the infirmary, Takigawa Yuichi was full of humiliation.

He clenched his fists, probably due to his distorted expression, even Ozaki Koyo, who was guarding the door, couldn't help asking "What's wrong?"

Osamu Dazai finally laughed while clutching his stomach.

"I was scolded by the doctor."

"—It's so inflamed that you dare to touch the water! Are you mafiosos pretending to be muddy!... something like that."

"Hmph." Takigawa Yuichi made a nasal sound.

He rubbed his sore ears from the yelling, and said solemnly: "I will take revenge."

"..."

"Recognize the reality, Yuichi." After a brief silence, Dazai curled the corners of his lips happily, "You will only be scolded again."

Takigawa Yuichi: "..."

Oh, never again.

It's not that serious.

Having witnessed the shocking wound in the infirmary just now, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a headache from pressing the base of his nose: "Isn't it a question of whether you will be scolded? Takikawa, don't you feel pain yourself?"

Takigawa Yuichi thought about it.

"Pain clears one's mind." He re-buttoned the cuffs of his coat, and replied as a matter of course, "and it didn't interfere with my fight."

It turns out that Takikawa judges whether a wound needs to be treated or not based on whether he can fight.

Nakahara Chuya's expression was not good, and he suddenly felt that the biggest enemy threatening Takikawa's life was himself.

Ango Sakaguchi, who was guarding the door, looked away silently. He waited here for a long time with the documents in his arms, thinking that something happened, and it turned out that this was the case.

He obviously has such a pretty face...

It should be said that it is indeed a vicious combat team.

"Excuse me." Ango Sakaguchi coughed and interrupted with a serious expression, "Takikawa, the data about the USB flash drive you just handed over to me has been exported."

"Although I just glanced at it roughly and haven't had time to sort it out, one of the documents caught my attention."

A neatly bound document was handed to the boy.

Takigawa Yuichi reached out to take it, his eyes paused for a moment when he touched the name on it.

[Takigawa Yuichi]

is named after him.

What's the meaning?Is Momozawa Mayumi's original purpose to create a supernatural being like him?

[August 8th, sunny]

[Shirley and I have received the information, and according to that gentleman's intention, officially launched the drug research work for people with supernatural powers. ]

[August 8, rain]

[Experiment failed]

[April 8, sunny]

[Experiment failed]

……

[April 8, sunny]

[Accepted the first person with different abilities to participate in the experiment, and made new progress after extracting the serum]

[September 9, rain]

[The experimenter died, and the autopsy was carried out. To be honest, I don't have any hope for this job]

After that, there was still a series of "experimental failures".

The simple words were full of despair, and Takigawa Yuu could not help frowning when he thought of the unknown power user he saw in the base that day.

He clicked his tongue irritably, and simply turned to the last page of the information.

[September 10, rain]

[I met that boy named Takigawa Yuichi, if I can persuade him to participate in the experiment, maybe my Yazhi can come back]

"Momozawa Masae", this is the name of Momozawa Mayumi's dead daughter.

Probably in order to protect her optimistic husband who is an ordinary person, Mayumi Momozawa gave her her own surname.

But what does it matter to him whether her daughter can come back from the dead?

Ah... no.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind, Takigawa Yuu raised his eyebrows, and sneered when he closed the document.

"I take back what I said before." He stated calmly, "Miss Momozawa is indeed beyond help."

Sakaguchi Ango was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Hmm..." Takigawa Yuichi replied vaguely, "Because in theory, [death], like [life], is also an existence that can be plundered."

"But for this kind of thing, it may be more appropriate to describe it as a transfer than to describe it as plunder."

Only fools are willing to participate in their experiments.

If "Momozawa Yazhi" came back from the dead, wouldn't he die young?

Osamu Dazai leaned against the window and sighed, "Hey, you are really welcome, Yuichi."

Takigawa Yuu was expressionless: "Thank you, I hope I can share this luck with you."

Didn't it mean that Dazai has made many enemies? Why has he been working here for so long, yet he hasn't seen an enemy who has made his mind on Dazai?

"However, since we got the information back, does it mean that the threat has been lifted?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked with a frown.

"No." Osamu Dazai spoke briskly, "According to the information just now, Ms. Momozawa has a scientist colleague named Shirley."

"...Since it's so serious, why are you laughing?" Zhongyuan Zhong also squeezed his fist and said through gritted teeth.

Dazai took it for granted: "Why only talk about me, look at Yuichi."

Evil black filled the entire sky, and when the night in Yokohama approached, the boy's pale profile was illuminated by the moonlight.

Takigawa Yuichi grinned the corners of his lips, and his clean and penetrating eyes showed pure fighting spirit.

"Great," he said. "That means I'm going to be approached every day for the rest of the day, right?"

The Central Plains also realized.

He really didn't listen to what the doctor said just now.

Step forward, knock on the door, and pull it open.

Nakahara Chuya's movements were smooth and flowing, piercing Takigawa Yuu's yearning for a better future with a ruthless tone.

"Sorry, Takikawa said he was going to fight, can you please repeat what you just said?"

The bright moonlight poured down like flowing water.

Takigawa Yuu turned around and ran, but just as he took a step, the hand wearing the black glove accurately grabbed the back collar.

The door behind him was closed by the smiling Ozaki Koyo, Takigawa Yuichi stared at the terrifying white coat, and silently made a decision in his heart.

What he hates most now is not Dazai.

It is Mr. Zhongyuan.

【"Gin—"】

In Tokyo, a young man shouted arrogantly from the cubicle of the stronghold. Standing outside, Vodka took a sneak peek and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This is already the third time that Gin Jiu played the video. Although he didn't say anything, the murderous aura on his body was almost overflowing through the crack of the door.

"I heard that the person who traded yesterday gave him a gift of gin." Belmode sat on the chair, curling the corners of his lips leisurely, "Porsche 356A, what a coincidence."

What a pity, flattering on the horse's legs.

Chablis shook his head sympathetically: "They should have done their homework beforehand."

Belmode gracefully picked up the wine glass: "I remember there was a note in it, vodka, did you hand over the gin?"

Vodka: "..."

The eldest brother's mood is bad enough, and now he sees that note.

A drop of sweat dripped from Vodka's forehead, and he was about to speak when the door behind him was opened.

Gin lowered his eyes condescendingly: "What?"

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Chianti and Cohen, who were sitting in the distance, looked at each other and leaned sideways in unison.

The note folded in two was handed out tremblingly. After opening the gin, he glanced at it expressionlessly.

[480 million, thank you for your patronage ^v^]

[Takikawa]

The air was so cold that it was about to drop icicles.

Vodka swallowed, and just when everyone thought that the gin was about to erupt, the latter let out a chuckle.

The laugh was low-pitched and full of anger, dangerous but charming in this situation.

Gin crumpled up the note and threw it aside.

"Leave him alone." After Gin finished speaking, his cold eyes fell aside, "Bourbon, where did you go when you went into action today?"

"..."

The blond man who had been leaning against the wall raised his eyes.

"(113, 47)." He reported the coordinates very calmly, "I was blocked by a man named Dazai on the way."

Osamu Dazai.

Before Takigawa Yuichi appeared, he was the most annoying one.

Gin's face was ugly, and his fingertips were stroking Bo/Le/Ta's silver gun/body.

"Calvados is still in a coma, and Scotland..." Bourbon paused. "He looks bad."

In the case of being shot three times, Calvados can be brought back safely, which is already a blessing in the misfortune of this mission.

Of course, Furutani Rei, code-named Bourbon, didn't think it was Yuuichi's hand.

Before Scotland entered the treatment room, he stood in the distance as a toddler, looking at each other from a distance.

It was Scotland who shot it himself.

In order not to make Gin suspicious.

"Put down your sympathetic eyes." Gin Jiu glanced at him, and said indifferently for a while, "The organization didn't send you here to do such a boring thing."

Bourbon shrugged and said nothing more.

In such an occasion, only Chabli dared to go forward without fear of death.

"What's that?" He pointed to a small device in Gin's hand.

"Suppressor."

"There is a new one? I thought it was all destroyed last time."

A piece of soot was shaken off, Gin looked over coldly: "You talk a lot of nonsense today."

Codenamed Chablis, Liudaomu, who actually didn't want to do it for a long time, answered very naturally: "I usually talk a lot of nonsense."

"...shut up." Gin, who couldn't bear it anymore, taunted, "If you have nothing to do, go to the opposite side of the port mafia and stare at Takikawa."

Oh, then he will definitely be persecuted and then driven back.

Thinking of Takigawa Yuichi's devilish smile that day, Chablis once again remembered his undercover mission.

"I thought about it, I still have three tasks to do."

There are only three tasks for Chablis, which were assigned two weeks ago.

If it wasn't for the recent shortage of manpower, Chablis was sent by that gentleman himself, and Gin would have killed him with a single shot.

"Let's go." At this moment, Qin Jiu, who was very sober from the anger, said.

Vodka was taken aback for a moment, and immediately followed.

However, when he walked in front of the lost Porsche, Gin had no intention of getting into the car.He stared at the perfectly painted doors for a moment, then suddenly withdrew a hand from his pocket.

A note hidden in the rearview mirror was pulled out.

Gin lowered his eyes and looked at the familiar characters on the note.

[I knew you would throw it away.Again, 480 million, thank you for your patronage]

[PPS: You are always welcome to come and fight with me]

[Takigawa ^v^]

[Ah, by the way, I have hidden three more.Come on, Mr. Gin!Don't get mad at your body. ]

[Of course, I will pray for you if you get mad. ]

……

Seeing the note, Vodka's clothes were almost drenched in cold sweat.

"Big brother." He asked cautiously in a low voice, "Are you still going?"

I found another piece of gin on the front of the car: ...

Why is he wasting his time here playing child's play.

With a gloomy face, Gin stuffed the ball of paper into his pocket.

"Walk."