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

After I finished saying that, Mr. Dazai was obviously taken aback for a moment, frowned, and stared at me closely, not knowing whether he was happy or unhappy, his dark brown pupils seemed to be so deep that he could not see the bottom.

"...What, what's the matter?" I was terrified by the other person's eyes, and took a step back, "I'm just complimenting you."

It doesn't make sense. Before, I almost always scolded people openly. It's okay, but a compliment turned out to be a problem, right?

Only then did the other party look away, and smiled, without revealing any emotion in his tone: "...No, it's nothing."

"Is that so..." I withdrew my gaze with some hesitation, my mood calmed down, and I said hesitantly, "Mr. Dazai, you should be able to guess it, I have supernatural powers..."

"Yeah." The other party put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and said in a relaxed tone, "The condition for the ability to activate is to step on two boats, right?"

Me: "...Did you do it on purpose? You definitely did it on purpose, right?" I can clearly guess the truth right away, what kind of pretense are you pretending here!

"Can't you control the ability?"

"...No, at least it's under control now, but I'm a little worried."

"Does Odasaku know?"

"I told him three years ago."

"So that's how it is." Dazai Osamu said this, I don't know what he was thinking clearly, and the other party didn't continue to ask.

"So...Mr. Dazai, why are you here? Have the files been cleaned? I don't want to see you being arrested by the police halfway through the chat with you. I have to find a way to get you from the police."

"Hey——" the tone of the other party changed suddenly, and there was a hint of affectation in the tone, "Xiaoqian is really too much... She was still clinging to me just now, and she confessed to me..."

I said with a blank expression: "Mr. Dazai, you also said that you should throw it away after use. Human behavior is determined when you are young, and I learned this from you!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Besides, that's not a confession. You really think too much." I thought for a while and corrected, "That's just a simple statement of the facts."

The black-haired young man sighed imperceptibly, put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me to turn around: "I admit defeat, let's go."

...I don't know what I'm comparing, but it sounds like I won.So I don't care about what it is.

Mr. Dazai came here this time to deliver information, which was specially handed over to the police by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.Although I don't quite understand the operation of letting Mr. Dazai be the messenger... Could it be that Mr. Dazai was recommended by the police, so this is equivalent to releasing a signal of reconciliation?

Forget it, anyway, as long as the supernatural beings exist for a day, it is impossible for the supernatural secret service department to disappear, and it is impossible for the police to really tear themselves apart from them.

When I received the materials, I was still a little puzzled: "Mr. Dazai, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." The other party smiled, and added another sentence after saying this, "But maybe it's a good thing for the police."

Me: "..." Doesn't this mean that you actually know what's going on in your heart?I decided to add a handful of chili to my crab fondue tonight.

Ah, let's plant a few peppers in the vegetable garden, too.

That night———

"Hey? Is the crab pot spicy today?" Odasaku was taken aback, then took the bowl I handed over, "Didn't you say that adding spicy food would lose the original flavor of the crabs, so why don't the crab pots be spicy?"

"Yes, but I think the spicy one is more suitable for the taste." I scooped up a piece of tofu, stuffed a mouthful of rice into my mouth, and said vaguely.

Xingsuke ate very happily, and kept picking the meat: "Well, the spicy one is also good."

"Boss, Kosuke only eats meat and doesn't eat vegetables!"

"Are you going to sue this too, you bastard!"

"Stop arguing, there are still guests today, and you always embarrass the boss."

"Come on, this is for Saku Le, I put an extra crab leg on purpose."

Because of Odasaku, our family has a high acceptance of spicy food.

So only...

"Hiss—so spicy—!"

Seeing the black-haired young man cover his mouth, with physical tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, my heart skipped a beat... I took out my phone and took a picture.

"...Xiao Qian?" The black-haired youth glanced over.

I put away my phone calmly: "It's a rare scene, so I will keep it as a souvenir." I have decided to sell this photo to Mr. Dazai's enemies and those women who cry for him when I am short of money.

I have contacts anyway.

"It's like this..." The other person's eyes glided over me, just when I was thinking about whether to apologize and then delete the photo, he looked away, with a smile on his lips, "Since it's Xiaoqian, forget it. "

"...Huh? Really?" Now it was my turn to be shocked, and I looked at him suspiciously, "Is it really all right? You won't hold me accountable for doing strange things with this photo?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Yes."

Me: "...I am a simple child, I will take it seriously."

"But..." The other party put his elbows on the table, leaned over suddenly, narrowed the distance, stared into my eyes and said, his voice softened, and there was a smile that was not hidden, "Only you Use it."

"..." Damn it, I knew it wouldn't be that easy.Really!Why am I so cheap and talkative!

I put my finger on the other person's shoulder, pushed him out expressionlessly, and then maintained this expression to look at the younger brothers sitting opposite me who had already stopped and stared at me dumbfounded.

After meeting my gaze, a few silly brothers reacted.

"Ah! This tofu is really tasty!"

"This crab shell is really easy to peel! Look at the complete crab legs I peeled!"

"Sakura, eat more kelp!"

"Shinji, that was just now..."

"Shhh! Shut up!"

I looked away calmly, picked a chili from the hot pot, put it into the other party's bowl, and said softly, "Eat more."

Odasaku saw it, and reminded: "Chisaki, you picked it up wrong, it's pepper."

Me: "..." Ah, let's invite Mr. Kazami to dinner next time, or Brother Curly and his police officer girlfriend will be fine too.

It's hard to live without a fan.

……

The document sent by Mr. Dazai is not thick. After weighing the thickness, it should be a written document.

After dinner, I checked in my room, and after talking to my superiors, I opened the sealed document directly.

"...Vongola?" I looked at the cursive Italian on the cover of the material, frowned, and began to read.

This is a volume of basic information on Vongola, which details the composition of Vengola, the largest mafia family in Italy.

The BOSS, as well as the six guardians, are the center and high-level of the family.This relationship is easy to understand. The status of the guardian is similar to that of the five major cadres of Hong Kong and black.

The outside consultant organization - this organization usually exists independently of the headquarters, and what it does does not need to be linked to the headquarters, and the boss of the outside consultant has authority second only to the leader during special periods, which is equivalent to the second boss of the family.There is a special note on the information - the consultant outside the door has the same decision-making power as the leader when choosing an heir.

Balian - the special assassination force of the Pengelie family, directly under the leader, and no one else can order it.It is equivalent to the guerrillas of Hong Kong and black... Ah, speaking of this, I still miss everyone.

Judging from the current information, Vengley's power structure is a combination of centralization and separation of powers. It seems to be an organization that can develop healthily. No wonder it can last for a hundred years.

I continued to read, and when I saw a line of words, I frowned, muttered to myself, and turned the page: "The cradle incident...?"

The cradle incident is a rebellion within Vongola. The current leader of Vongola is Jiudaimu, and his son XANXUS is the leader of Balian.Seven years ago, XANXUS forced the palace, wanted to usurp the throne, and killed Jiudaime himself.It just failed and was locked up.

But looking at the ages of Vongola Nine Generations and this Balian leader... I have to sigh, this Nine Generations is really old and strong.

Maybe it's because of this, even if the son has such a virtue, he can't bear to kill him. After all, he is the only son, let alone an old man.

"Oh, what an unfilial son." I shook my head and sighed, turning over the information.

This document is equivalent to Vongola's organizational structure and a brief calendar of major events. I just put down the document after reading it, and the writing on it disappeared.

I was slightly taken aback, and then I understood: "Is it a supernatural power..." No wonder the packaging is so good, and I am not afraid of the messenger peeping.After all, the information of the person who sent the letter disappeared.

If it's just like this... Is it simply sending a piece of information that is difficult for the police to obtain as a gesture of goodwill, saying that we will just pretend nothing happened?You should have heard that the public security will send official personnel to Yokohama next year.

That's right, this official person is me.

The reason why it is next year... one is because I will be full next year, and the other is that it takes time to negotiate with the Supernatural Secret Service and the Ministry of Internal Affairs to obtain maximum freedom of movement.

Now we can see that the negotiations have initially achieved results.Because if I really go to Yokohama... the internal forces will basically not be able to intervene, but with the title of public security, when foreign forces are involved, as long as it is not an organization of supernatural beings, I will even have more say than the Supernatural Secret Service Section high.

Who asked the police to take care of this area.

"Hey, Yokohama..." I sighed, and when I heard the sound of the door opening, I turned my head to look at the door. Natsume-sensei hung on the doorknob and pushed the door in. He walked calmly on a catwalk, and then jumped onto my bed, huddled together .

"Natsume-sensei, where have you been going out again? Really, you don't want to go home all day!" I said in a complaining tone, then stroked it and continued to think.

If this is the case... maybe one day I will meet Mori Ogai in an official capacity.

According to his brain, even if he was in a blind spot before, he should react when he sees me as a representative of the public security, right?But absolutely nothing will be done to me.Firstly, there will be trouble if there is no benefit, and secondly, even if you get a supernatural license, it doesn’t mean that the Hong Kong gangsters will sit back and relax. Mori Ogai is happy to see one more force to contain the supernatural secret service department.

I sighed and heard the phone on the table ring, so I pulled it away to have a look.

Looking at [Tou Tiejun] displayed on the phone screen, I sighed again: "Hey, it's not Mr. Chuya."

Then, I quickly pressed the phone.