Why should I clean up

【"talk later."】

This is the answer given by Takigawa Yuichi.

His work is complicated, even if he agrees one day, he may miss the appointment the next day.

Rather than looking forward to something that will happen in a week, it is better to focus on the present.

"Spinita?"

In the rear base of the Black Organization, members of the medical team held a thick stack of reports and announced his name in confusion.

Takigawa Yuichi jumped off the hospital bed and let out a soft "hmm".

The man looked up at him, and found that he was younger than he imagined, and felt a little emotional: "It's a shame that you were in the medical team before, and your physical condition is really bad."

"..."

"Here, remember to change the medicine for the wound once a day, and the pentoxyverine used to relieve the cough three times a day, it's all here, you should understand it yourself?"

"..." I don't understand at all.

Takigawa Yuu lowered his head, looked at a pile of unfamiliar things protruding from his arms, and suddenly began to think about whether he should learn a little medical knowledge for this character.

but……

This guy is gentler than a port mafia doctor!

When Takigawa Yu thought of the infirmary full of nightmares, he couldn't help but looked up and replied "Thank you".

The words of thanks received a "you're welcome" reply, and it was not until the other party's attention was completely diverted from him that Takigawa Yuichi stepped forward cautiously.

People from various countries in the hall come and go, most of them are bandaging trauma.

The young man slowed down, glanced around from the corner of his eye, secretly noting every face.

[Shirley] isn't here.

Takigawa Yuichi put one hand in his pocket, holding a few pills in his palm.

I heard it's a new medicine, although I don't know what it's for, anyway, let's show it to Ango first.

"Why did it take so long?" Vodka asked when he opened the car door.

"We chatted for a while." Takigawa Yuichi sat in the back seat, "Do you have a bag?"

Vodka was puzzled, and looked back, only to find a pile of medicine boxes he was holding on his arm and chest: "...Why don't you ask the people inside to get it?"

Takigawa Yuichi: "Our company is afraid."

Vodka remained silent, as if trying to build himself up.

Takigawa Yuichi was amused by his wonderful expression: "It's okay, you go ahead and put me down in that coffee shop, and I'll take one by the way when I'm shopping."

This kid still drinks coffee?

Vodka rummaged in the memory, only to come to the conclusion that the other party likes to drink sweet and greasy drinks.

But this is not something he should care about. Members of the organization can have appropriate privacy under the condition of guaranteeing loyalty.

"By the way." Takigawa Yu suddenly said when he got out of the car, "Do you know where Scotland went to do the mission?"

"Here... why are you asking this?" Vodka's square face showed a bit of alertness.

Takigawa Yuichi shrugged: "I asked him for something to eat when I was hungry last time, and I planned to return the favor."

Hungry.

Vodka grabs the key words.

When did Spinita become so poor that she couldn't even afford food?Didn't the funds for the mission a few days ago not call him?

No wonder Spinnetta got off at different places every time. Could it be that this kid's body was ruined by eating and sleeping in the open?

The efficiency of logistics is too low!

At this moment, Vodka, who regards Spinnetta as the mainstay of the organization's future, is full of condemnation to his other colleagues, and plans to go back and report this matter to Gin.

"This is Rum's arrangement." Vodka said, "If you are interested, you can also ask Big Brother."

Oh, so isn't he a werewolf who killed himself?

Takikawa Yuu hummed twice, said "goodbye" perfunctorily, and entered the cafe without looking back.

The boy's expression turned cold for a moment.

This is his property.A place where informants are gathered for information exchange.

With a creak, the compartment door was pushed open.

Ango Sakaguchi from the back seat raised his head.

The young man froze for a moment when he saw him, and after carefully observing this strange face, he frowned and said tentatively, "You're here."

Takigawa Yuichi pulled back the chair and smiled: "Hey, you are really rigorous."

He thought that Ango Sakaguchi would call him by his name directly.

"...Are you still in the mood to joke around at a time like this?" Ango Sakaguchi closed his notebook helplessly, "Beforehand, if you die, I won't burn gems for you."

"So ruthless." Takigawa Yuichi said, "And I'm not Shibusawa, where did I get the hobby of burning gems?"

"but?"

"But the money still has to be burned." Takigawa Yuyi nodded solemnly.

During the Dragon Head War, after the incumbent cadre of the port mafia [General] was killed at that time, Takigawa Yuichi wrote a will for his huge wealth before joining the war.

It is said to be a will, but it is useless to remove anger at a glance.

There is no bank password on it, nor is there a place where wealth is hidden, only a sentence "I will give it to you if you find it".

As for the "you", Sakaguchi Yasugo originally guessed that it was a specific candidate, but until now he has no clue.

Thinking of this, Ango Sakaguchi, who hadn't slept well for more than a month, became venomous.

He pushed up his glasses, and stared calmly at Takigawa Yuichi who threw the medicine box aside: "I heard that you were beaten up by Dazai and Nakahara yesterday, but I didn't expect you to be quite energetic now."

Takigawa Yuichi: "?"

Takigawa Yuichi: "I was not beaten, please don't question my strength, Ango-kun."

The boy was very insistent on who had the higher force value.

"And!" Takigawa Yuichi said sternly, "They attacked two against one, I just didn't want to resist."

Those light-colored pupils looked straight over.

Ango Sakaguchi paused, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Yuichi Takigawa: "You can try 2V2 next time."

...The bad premonition came true!

"To prevent you from forgetting, let me remind you." Ango Sakaguchi said patiently, "I am an intelligence officer. Is participating in your struggle to die?"

Takigawa Yuichi poured out half of his coffee in a leisurely manner, and then added half of the milk.

"Relax." The boy comforted without raising his head, "You are Dazai's friend, and he won't really do anything to you."

This sentence was a little strange, Ango Sakaguchi stared at his childish movements for a while, then pressed his forehead with a headache: "Aren't you and Dazai also friends?"

Takigawa Yuu shook his hand, and the white liquid instantly overflowed from the edge of the cup.

"Your definition of a friend is so strange." Takigawa Yuichi stared at his failure, and after a while of frustration, he slowly raised his head, "We look more like enemies no matter what."

Ango Sakaguchi: "... Where is the Central Plains?"

"Be less worried than Dazai."

This is called ruthlessness, it is almost like being heard to be beaten.

Ango Sakaguchi complained silently in his heart.

"Then Mr. Odasaku?"

Suddenly hearing the unexpected name, Takigawa Yuichi wondered: "What does this have to do with Odasaku?"

Ango Sakaguchi frowned: "I thought you guys still communicated in private after what happened last time."

Takigawa Yuichi struggled to find a few clues from his memory.

Oda Sakunosuke is a member of the Appraisal Department, mainly in charge of logistics work, his ability is called [Immaculate Clothes], and his hobby is picking up children everywhere.

……child?

Takigawa Yuichi suddenly realized: "You mean the last time I took his kid back from the mafia who doesn't know where?"

It seems to be called excellent.

Can not remember.

Takigawa Yuichi said indifferently: "I didn't even know it was written by Oda writer, I just did it because that annoying uncle called me a vase."

When the young man said this, he supported his chin, and the silver hair on his shoulders slipped down with his movements, and a few wisps of hair covered half of his face.When the domineering eyes lowered, the soft eyelashes also fell.

If you don't belong to the Mafia, you should be the pampered heir of some family.

This idea popped up in Sakaguchi Ango's mind inexplicably.

"Right, this one."

Two red pills were placed in front of him, and after chatting until now, Takigawa Yuichi finally remembered the business.

"I brought it out from the base over there. If it's convenient, I can test the ingredients inside."

Sakaguchi Ango frowned, pinched his eyebrows and looked at the light.

It looks ordinary from the outside, but since Takikawa said so...

"I see." Ango Sakaguchi said seriously, "After the results of the appraisal department come out, I will sort them out and send them to you."

"and also."

A USB flash drive fell off the glass tabletop, Takigawa Yuichi continued.

"It's [Rum's] profile and a recording of a conversation I had with him."

Ango Sakaguchi was stunned, and when he raised his eyes, the boy was curling his lips.

"This is my request as a cadre." Takigawa Yuichi said calmly, "Ango-kun, I need you to find him in the next half month."

He was obviously smiling, but there seemed to be a layer of ice on his clear and juan facial features.

Ango Sakaguchi rarely saw Takikawa Yuichi's expression.

This is different from the state of rage that the other party fell into because of being called a vase. Once Takigawa Yuichi shows this look, it often means that someone is about to be pulled into the vortex of people under the sea.

Ango Sakaguchi sighed: "I will try."

The young man stood up and put these things into the suitcase together with the notebook.

Someone from the Port Mafia is waiting for him outside.

But before Ango Sakaguchi stepped out of the room, Yuichi Takikawa leaned back.

"Anwu." He rested his neck on the back of the chair, and leaned back lazily.

Takigawa Yuichi asked with a light smile, "Why didn't you ask yourself just now?"

Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya, Oda Sakunosuke.

Many names came out of Ango Sakaguchi's mouth, but he was the only one who didn't.

This question caught Ango Sakaguchi off guard. He messed up his hair, and when he turned his head to look at the latter, he obviously had a headache: "I can almost guess what you will say."

"But." Ango Sakaguchi paused at this point, "Takikawa, you are not as bad as you think."

Takigawa Yuu blinked, as if trying to understand this sentence.

What is the definition of bad?

He kills, loots, has no empathy for the poor, and doesn't spare any women, children, or children even when he's clearing out enemy groups.

Takikawa Yuichi thought that Ango Sakaguchi might have misunderstood him.

There is no worse person in this world than him.

"Thank you." Although he didn't quite agree, he still responded politely, "It's a pleasure chatting with you."

The boy's tone was slow, and his skin was as pale as snow under the dim light.

Sakaguchi Ango laughed helplessly.

He couldn't help but wonder if Takikawa's skin had always been so white.