If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

After I recognized Mr. Ango, I silently put the potato chips on the side, and replied with some guilt: "Please tell me."

"Actually... I have been very worried about one of my colleagues. She is an adopted child of my friend. I don't know if it is because no one takes care of her when she is wandering outside, or because my friend is too free range, or maybe It's because when she first entered Hong Kong, she was a little bit wrong with the people and received the wrong education, anyway, I'm worried..."

"...May I ask what are you worried about?"

"Because I've heard some bad rumors recently, I can't help but wonder... Has this kid really not forgotten his job? Was he serious when he said he wanted to retire from the company? If he really decided to eat grass, Is it better to choose another person? At least not a type that is troublesome at first glance, and no matter what, it will be compared one by one... No! That's not okay! As an elder, do I have to stop it? What? It’s really wrong for me to let all this happen like this... The above is my confession. May I ask the pastor, can I be forgiven for this situation?”

...Mr. Ango——!

I couldn't bear to cover my face in the confessional.

What kind of old lady character are you!Worry a little too much! ?

"Don't worry, that kid never forgot his job. And he won't eat the grass beside the nest." I replied stiffly, "Your confession is unnecessary. You just need to go back and get a good night's sleep. ,Amen."

"Ah... forget about it, it's just that I haven't slept for ten days, it's not a big deal."

"..." No way!Isn't that right, Mr. Ango? !How hard have you been squeezed? !

"Although that's what I said... But I will go on a business trip to Europe soon, and this mission may be a little dangerous. Although in fact, every mission is dangerous... In short, this time, I don't know if I will return or not." I can come back... If possible, I hope that this child will not have to worry about these insignificant things when I come back next time." The other party paused for a moment and sighed deeply, "At least he must be able to be alone. Fine……"

Dangerous task...

I couldn't help picking up the potato chips on the side, and slowly took out a piece of potato chips and took a bite.

In other words... This mission is a secret operation, which is very dangerous. I don't know if I will choose to leave in advance. If I leave, I will be the only undercover agent in Hong Kong who needs me to be in charge of the intelligence department, right?

That is to say, during Mr. Ango's business trip, at least he must gain the trust of Chief Mori and be ready to take over the stall left by Mr. Ango at any time?

"God has heard your prayer, and thinks you are just worrying about it."

"... Was that the sound of eating snacks just now, Jiang Gu?"

"In short, the gods will forgive everything."

"...What is this forgiveness?! Forgive you for disrespecting God and secretly eating while others are repenting?!"

"Mr. Anwu, you talk a lot of nonsense, it's easy to grow old in advance if you go on like this."

"The essence of the confessional is secrecy, right?! Even if you recognize me, you are not allowed to call me by name! And after all, the confessional is Catholic, right?! The priest you tested proves to be Christian, right? ! Those who really believe in this will fight you desperately, you bastard who blasphemes other people's beliefs!"

After meeting Ango-san without seeing each other's faces this time, I heard that Mr. Ango's news was with Chief Mori again.

"Huh? Lost contact? Mr. Ango?" I was shocked, "I don't know anything about the intelligence department... Is this a common thing?"

"Not often." Mori Ogai folded his fingers in front of him and looked at me, "So... Furuya, are you going to Europe to meet Ango-kun?"

"...Eh? Europe? Where?" I asked hesitantly, "Are all my trips reimbursed with public funds?"

Mori Ogai: "...Yes."

"Then I'll go!" I happily agreed, and said enthusiastically, "Where are you going? Italy?"

"Why is Italy the first reaction?"

"Hmm... because when it comes to the Mafia, it's Italy, right?" I thought for a while and replied, and gave the other party an example, "Look, the Corleone family and the like..."

"Let's watch less movies and focus more on reality, Fubuya." Mori Ogai complained to me, "How much do you know about the current Italian Mafia family?"

"I heard something from Mr. Dazai... ah, and my father and the people I tortured." I thought about it, and went through the materials I saw at the police station in my mind. Reserved to name a few of the most famous names, "The largest and oldest mafia family in Italy, Vongola, and... a mafia organization called Passion or Passion?"

"...It's enthusiasm. Furuya, your memory can always make mistakes in very unnecessary details." Mori Ogai raised his hand to signal me to shut up, as if he didn't intend to let me continue, "Okay—— ——Ango-kun is already in danger, I can't let another powerful subordinate fall into it... So, until Ango comes back, you will be in charge of the intelligence department for the time being, Fuguya."

As he spoke, he looked over with eyes that seemed to see through something: "Can you do it, Jiang Gu?"

"...Well, okay. Since it's the leader, you said so." I nodded and accepted the job, not surprised by the result.

After all, the Hong Kong gangsters are the most suitable to temporarily take over Ango's position, and only I or Osamu Dazai are the only ones.

In contrast, I must be more in control because I am emotionally stable, younger, and popular.

At least that's how it looks on the surface.

"Speaking of... Jiang Gu, your confessional house has been running for so long, how do you feel?"

My expression suddenly became serious: "I think adults have all kinds of troubles, and I don't want to grow up."

"Who says it's not." Mori Ogai sighed quite cooperatively this time, "I don't want you to grow up either."

For a moment, I couldn't help but look at him like trash: "...I think your starting point must be different from mine, Chief."

Mori Ogai didn't care about my complaints on this point, and didn't mean to refute at all: "I heard that Ango-kun went to the confession room at the end before leaving? What did he confess?"

"As a pastor, you need to keep it secret. Even if you ask me, the leader, I can't tell. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the sinners who confessed to me seriously!"

"... Jiang Gu, have you read the Bible seriously?"

"Of course."

"Jiangu, do you believe in the existence of God?"

"I believe it."

Mori Ogai seemed quite interested, and asked, "Then what did you realize?"

I replied calmly: "No matter what, God will love me. So I am responsible for doing bad things, and God is responsible for forgiving me."

"...you kid is really smart."

I raised my chin proudly: "Well, I know."

"Forget it...you go down to deal with the handover work first, it will probably take some time." Mori Ogai waved his hand and turned his face away, looking quite out of sight and out of mind, but when I just turned around, he Suddenly he said: "Speaking of... Jiang Gu, you said before that you have a master who taught you how to use illusion, right?"

I stopped walking, and when I turned my head, I had a blank expression: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"What kind of person is your master?"

"..." I thought about the shape of my little teacher, and couldn't help frowning, "A person in the shape of a pineapple."

"...You said before that your master was in trouble? Did he tell you your name?" Mori Ogai kept his usual smile, and his tone was quite natural.It's like the attitude I used when I asked Alice what to do when she was a picky eater.

...Ah, here we come.

To be honest at this time... is equivalent to exposing my identity as an illusionist.

After all, Mr. Mu should be quite famous in the mafia circle.Mori Ogai must have heard of it as the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

But this is also the best time to win the trust of Chief Yu Sen.After all, Mr. Ango's instructions before he left...

"Liu Dao Mu." I said, "My master's name is this."

……

After I came out of the office of the head of the Hong Kong gangsters, I went to take over a bunch of things left by Mr. Ango.

Then... after work this day, instead of going home, I ran to a bar far away from my usual activities, and asked the boss for a guitar hanging on the wall to play there.

It’s almost February, and that’s… my birthday is approaching.

After that, it will be officially 15 years old...

As I said before, I was ten years old when I was first taken to the police academy.

Because it is impossible for grandpa to take me personally, and the age difference between me and other people in the police academy is not to mention that the situation is special.

If I want to go to the place that specializes in training supernatural beings, my grandfather is worried, so let me follow my cousin Jiang Guling for a year.

My 11th birthday was celebrated by Brother Ling and his classmates.

It may be because I am nine years younger than them, and I suspect that Brother Ling revealed to them that I had childhood trauma, so everyone is quite cautious about me.

I also learned a lot from them.Of course, the most important thing is to stick to Brother Ling. After all, I didn’t say a word for a month at that time, which caused a classmate of Brother Ling to ask Brother Ling if I was dumb. Then he was less than 1.4 meters. I kicked my knee hard.

Speaking of which... I actually learned my bomb disposal and lockpicking skills at that time.

After arriving in Hong Kong, he learned how to dismantle duds again with Oda Saku, and learned lockpicking skills with Mr. Dazai, so that he could expose his skills.

Of course, when Mr. Dazai taught me, he had already discovered that I had learned it before.Regarding this point, I can also confidently say that I learned it during the Dragon Head War.

Although the wandering time in the leading war made me doubt my life, it also gave me an appropriate excuse for many emergencies later.

Including the guitar too.

It was when a police student who had a good relationship with my brother was teaching Brother Ling, and I followed Brother Ling along the way.

Although I didn't study it hard at the time, I have actually forgotten it now.

While thinking wildly, I played slowly and intermittently relying on memories.

"This part is played wrong." A young man who was sitting in the corner wearing a black coat and hat was pushed down suddenly stepped forward, stood behind me, bent down, stretched out his hand to hold my hand and adjusted it. posture, "It should be like this, Kosaki."