me, the protagonist

About the fact that the organization sent people to Yokohama, Furutani Rei knew.He just didn't know who it would be.

The level of secrecy of this operation is higher than before, Furutani Rei speculates: It should be related to something left by Misaka Mikoto during the exchange.The port mafia will definitely be involved.

During the meeting last night, he euphemistically expressed to Sakura Yamabuki that "Yokohama is more dangerous in the near future" and asked her to pay attention to safety, such as being careful of unknown killers.

Sakura Yamabuki was indeed careful.

But she thought: How can any killer have such dreamy and flowing hair?

Just, very briefly on alert.

But she is very professional, in order to maintain the idol image, she lied in a very timely manner.

Sakura Yamabuki tilted her head, but her eyes kept aiming at the man's long hair.

"So lovely."

"I hope the gods will bless me and I must ask for the secret recipe!"

In the car outside, Vodka couldn't wait for the eldest brother to get in the car, so he was a little confused.

They knew through their informants that the police station was in a mess because of Sakura's death, and there was nothing to be prepared for.In addition, there was another event today, so I dared to drive the car to the police station blatantly.

Vodka admits that he had a shred of other thoughts in his head when he followed along today.If you're lucky, you'll be able to meet the one-day director of the parade.

It doesn't have to be that kind of face-to-face meeting. They deliberately avoided the time of the one-day director's parade, as long as they could see a little bit when the parade left.

Unfortunately not.

The disappointment stayed for less than a second, and Vodka had long forgotten about it.But at this moment when he looked out of the car window, the scene came into view, and his blood suddenly became cold.

Even with a completely different dress from the past, her dazzling beauty is enough for people to instantly recognize the identity of the girl inside the door.

The girl idol I had seen before was pulling the hem of the man in the black windbreaker, as if he had run away.

That's Brother Gin!

It's the GIN that everyone fears in that organization!

You hurry to let go!

Sakura Yamabuki couldn't understand this kind of anxious emotion, and she was still thinking about the secret hair care recipe that she didn't get.Looking expectantly at the man in front of him:

"I know it's presumptuous, but it's just the name of the shampoo, please!"

It was the first time in Gin's life that he heard such a question.

Generally speaking, the person who will ask him questions is either the subordinate or the subordinate who is about to be disposed of.And they usually ask bloody questions like "Do you want to get rid of that person?" and "How can I believe that I'm not a traitor!"

Nobody ever wondered what brand of shampoo he had.

there has never been.

The cruel and cruel GIN's brain crashed for a moment.

Due to the height difference, his gaze first fell on Yamabuki Sakura's face, and after an uncontrollable pause for a few seconds, he slowly moved down, and finally landed on the slanted shoulder ribbon on the girl's body with "Director for a Day" written on it.

"Are you the chief of the Yokohama Police Station?"

After a long silence, the man finally said the first sentence after meeting.

Gin and "chasing stars" are words in two worlds, and he has no understanding of the special position of the director of the day in this particular situation.

Seeing the posters posted everywhere in the police station, Vodka had mixed feelings, while Gin was still wondering: After Sakura's death, the police found a successor so quickly, and she was still a young girl who looked like an underage.

These two will not communicate on star chasing experience.So until now, Gin looks at the ribbon and still thinks:

What is going on with this "one day"?Does it mean that one person is one day?

While being scrutinized by others, Yamabuki Sakura was also looking at Gin.

In the past few seconds, Yamabuki Sakura, who has an unusually keen sense of star smell, has shifted her attention from her hair to Gin himself.

I don't know if it's because of foreigners, but his lips are much thinner than ordinary people, giving people a stern impression.He himself really lived up to this point, speaking in a rather cold tone.

"Don't get close to strangers" is written all over the body, and those who are sensitive may even smell blood.

But in terms of appearance alone, he is indeed a handsome guy without a doubt.

Yamabuki Sakura: It's a pity not to be a boy group.

Full of regret, she thought, the bones are perfect, this figure must look good in dancing, but the height is a bit tall.

Sakura Yamabuki began to dispatch troops and generals in her mind to create a boy group with gin as the C.

By the way, she has imagined boy groups with different C positions for several people around her.

"If height is the condition... Dazai-sensei and Oda-san may be able to do it! And he and Dazai-sensei both wear trench coats!"

"But three people are a little less, adding Wujo and Jie, Mr. Feio seems to be okay... But six people are not good for the C position... Did Wujo talk about solo flying before? Then put He kicked it off."

The person in front stands at position C, followed by Oda-san and Jie, Mr. Dazai and Mr. Feio, in a triangular position overall.

On the pitch-black stage, the snow-bright lights were lit up, and everyone showed their trench coats!

"Handsome! It will definitely become popular!"

"...What's so popular?"

"Eh? Did I say it?" Yamabuki Sakura hurriedly waved her hand to change the subject: "Ah, that, so...well, I'm the director today."

"Will there be another director tomorrow?"

"Is there more tomorrow? I haven't heard of it." Yamabuki Sakura slightly tilted her head to think about it, and gave a cautious answer: "Maybe."

Gin: "One day for one?"

Sakura Yamabuki nodded.

It is true that the director of the day is changed every day.

"...Hmph." Qin Jiu sneered.

His mood suddenly improved strangely, he didn't entangle with Sakura Yamabuki anymore, turned around and left a care sign and left.

When returning to the car, Gin didn't even notice that something was wrong with his subordinates, and just said coldly: "Drive."

Vodka didn't dare to speak or ask, worried that the elder brother would remember the matter of silence again, so he started the car silently.

Watching the old-fashioned car drive away, Sakura Yamabuki: Good!

The recipe is here!

After discussing with the Yokohama Police Department, it was decided that today the deputy chief will temporarily handle all affairs on behalf of Sakura.The police officer in charge of the docking led Yamabuki Sakura to the deputy director's office with a guilty look on his face: "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Headed by the deputy director, several police station officials in formal police uniforms issued a letter of appointment for Yamabuki Sakura.

Ohno recorded this precious scene with his camera.The deputy director knew that this photo would end up on the wall of the mafia in the port, and his face was not very good.But still conscientiously, trying to put on a pleasant expression.

The police officer set the schedule with her.In addition to cruising on predetermined main roads, the promotional route also includes some small roads that are not convenient for convertibles to move.In these places, Yamabuki Sakura is required to travel on foot.

"At that time, the deputy director and the section chief will stand on both sides of you, holding up the banner of preventing violence, and you just need to follow along in the middle."

"Also, consider your safety." The policeman opened the door of the room, "During the parade, this female policewoman in a doll costume will protect you by your side."

A black and white seagull doll came in from the door.It was the mascot of the Yokohama Sailors Club, with a chubby snow-white belly and a naive look.

The seagull waved its small left wing, as if waving to Sakura Yamabuki.

Cute is very cute...but at this height, is there really a policewoman inside?It is much taller than the 1.7-meter-long Mr. Police Officer. Why do the people inside have to be 1.8 meters? !

Wait, she seems to know who is inside.

When boarding the parade car, behind the mascot seagull, Sakura Yamabuki stretched out her hand silently, helping to tuck in a strand of blonde hair that was exposed outside the hood.

The seagull should have sensed that it was completely different from Xiaoka's orthodox cuteness. The head with big round eyes nodded and nodded gratefully to her.

Yamabuki Sakura: ...

Don't be so cute, senior!You have been exposed!

The cute Yamabuki Sakura covered her face and boarded the parade car.

As a native Yokohama citizen, it is easy to sense that the atmosphere is not right today.

Today's schedule was released early on Morisha's official website, including the director's parade route for the day.The route that the parade will pass has also taken security measures early on, and it is clear at a glance as long as you go to the scene to see it.

The local fans will of course go, and those who can spare time from other places also rushed over to wait early.Hours before the start of the parade, both ends of the parade route are packed with people.

But the order is surprisingly good.

The expected crowded scene did not appear.The policeman in charge of maintaining order turned his back on the parade street, not knowing what expression to make.

There was a bustling crowd in front of him, but there was a full half meter between him and him.The reason was that the police felt that they had something to do with the men in black suits standing in front of the crowd.

If you look carefully, in front of the crowd on both sides of the entire parade route, in addition to the police maintaining order, there are several times more black suits than the police, separated by a certain distance, forming a human flesh separation zone.

Most of these people are men, all dressed in black suits and black sunglasses, with their legs spread apart, and their hands behind their backs, presenting a chilling atmosphere, which suppressed the upsurge on both sides very well, and made an outstanding contribution to the safety of the scene .

I just don't know what the policemen who were forced to face to face with them were thinking.

"What, the security measures in Yokohama are quite good." Fans from out of town muttered while swiping their phones: "I thought it was a mess here on the Internet, so I was worried about Sakura-chan."

Some people echoed: "That's right, we can rest assured that we can do this to a certain extent."

The citizens of Yokohama next to them did not speak.

Outsiders don't know, can they still not know?Those are not the police at all, they are the port mafia! !

Morisha's only idol parade, super face.

More than half of the mafia who appear mysterious because their eyes are blocked by sunglasses are off-duty volunteers today.Holding the idea of ​​"I want to watch the parade after get off work anyway", I am determined to contribute to the safety of Sakura Yamabuki.

Even the fires between some small organizations did not stop, and the leaders hurriedly took a day off for xvzl.Members of rival organizations even met in the queue waiting for the parade, but the two sides just looked at each other and turned their heads away in embarrassment.

Member of Organization A: "Hey... do you have a lot of hands, give me one."

Member of Organization B: "So A is inferior, and I couldn't grab it just now. Here, hold it up later!"

Member of Organization A: "You don't need to say that? I will support Sakura with my life!"

……

Today became the most peaceful day in Yokohama.

It is gratifying and congratulatory that the crime prevention publicity campaign has achieved initial results before it even started.

……

While waiting for the elevator, Gin looked outside one last time.

The receptionist of the nearby hotel didn't even lift his head, his eyes seemed to be glued to his mobile phone. The voice of the hostess floated through the loudspeaker in the empty hall:

"It's less than 10 minutes before the parade officially starts. We can see that the people around can't wait. Let's interview the fans at random...Hello, how are you feeling now?"

The man interviewed had cyan tattoos on his neck, several ear piercings, and the dark roots of his dyed yellow hair were beginning to show.Usually walking on the road is the kind of bastard that makes people shy away.

Now he is wearing a pink support short T, with a support headband tied on his forehead, and he is so full of enthusiasm that he can't even hear the question clearly:

"Sakura-chan Saigao! I will protect you on the Tokyo Dome! Sakura-chan! Sakura-chan!——"

"No, I can feel the strong enthusiasm of this friend, so next..."

When Gin came to Yokohama last night, he seemed to have encountered this man in a bloody fight and smashed the enemy's head.

Gin:  …

Staring at the LCD screen showing the floor in the elevator, Gin began to feel that the city was abnormal.

He asked Vodka: "Didn't you say that the black road here is managed by the "port mafia"?where are they? "

"Brother, didn't you notice?" Vodka was a little surprised.The elevator reached the rooftop at this time, and Vodka pointed to the towering buildings with LED screens in the distance: "There is the headquarters of Port Mafia."

It was nine o'clock, and a young and beautiful face appeared on the screen, full of vitality:

"You have to go all out in the new day. I will support you today, come on!"

Gin:  …

OK, this city isn't normal.

The author says:

GIN: I have never been so speechless in my life