[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

It has been three days since the last Motomachi shopping street incident, and I stayed in the supernatural agent department and dutifully made a successful dead house in the 21st century.

Well, in other words.

There really isn't much I can do.

I don't have any acquaintances in Yokohama other than Hong Jiao Dong.The little angel Hong Jiaodong also temporarily returned to Tokyo two days ago because of the need to hand over work, and will probably come back before the meeting in a few days.

regarding me.

My boss, Ango Sakaguchi, pushed his glasses, looked calmly at me who packed my luggage at the speed of light and was about to go back to Tokyo to find my sister group, and then cruelly informed me to stay in Yokohama for the next few days. If there is any new news from the Mafia, I will hand it over.

【"To be honest, I actually have work to do at the office."】

At that time, I stubbornly tried to win a game against Ango Sakaguchi, but the boss is the boss after all, and I have a natural fear of the "boss" creature.

So under the gaze of Ango Sakaguchi who was silent for 30 seconds [You can't lie to me, I have already investigated your firm, you don't need to go back and deal with it yourself], I walked back to my room with a face of despair, expressionless open my Nintendo.

What, you said I have Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara as my acquaintances in Yokohama?

I don't want to die young yet, and I don't want to go to jail early for murder, so it is impossible to take the initiative to play with Osamu Dazai, and it will be impossible in this life, unless one day I am convinced by that guy's suicide theory Think again.

As for Nakahara Chuya, after seeing the supernatural monitoring functions of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, I felt that going to meet Nakahara Nakaya in private was like saying to my boss [Don’t worry, I will betray you sooner or later].

It doesn't count that he sent me back to the stronghold three days ago-I have already voluntarily surrendered in that matter.The reason is [to prevent damage to national property forced to compromise the worst policy].

Although Ango Sakaguchi, who heard my words at the time, was rarely choked by himself, he stretched out his hand to his lips and coughed twice, the hair on both sides fell to his forehead, and after a few seconds he raised his head and said, " I see."

I don't know if it's my illusion.It may be the reason for the dark circles under his eyelids, his eyes that have lost their highlight are full of hopelessness and hopelessness.

Speaking of this, you can probably understand how boring I have been these few days after clearing the Snake.

So, when Ango Sakaguchi told me that my elder brother offered to visit me in Yokohama after learning that I was going to be on a long-term mission in Yokohama, I excitedly ran downstairs... about 20 meters.

This is really my biggest amount of exercise in the past three days besides playing games and sleeping.

I glanced at the time on my phone and thought it was time to go to the station to pick up my brother "Nobu Hanazaki" who "flyed from Italy to Tokyo and then took a bus to Yokohama" at the station.

Anyway, that's what he said to the people in the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

As for whether he will come like this-I don't believe it.

I still remember when I went to see him in junior high school, he sat on the sofa of his "school" with his legs crossed, and he didn't move his butt except for the necessary toilet.

While complaining like this, I got out of the taxi.

With my 2.0 vision, I saw the man not far away at a glance. His face was almost carved out of my mold, with blond hair and blue eyes, one eye was covered by the shadow cast by the hair on his forehead, and his lips The corners were slightly curved, but exuded a faint aura of intimidation.

When he saw me, he immediately straightened up, half leaning against the wall, but he didn't intend to walk towards me at all.

So I jumped up and down in front of him.

Then punched him.

He turned sideways to dodge, his eyes narrowed, and a strange laugh overflowed from the corners of his lips, "kufufu, you are still so energetic, Aoi."

He stepped forward and stood beside me.

The sunlight erased the shadows on his body, revealing his red pupil with floating numbers hidden in the shadows.He blinked a little, and the red faded from his eyes, making him look normal.

I snorted a few times, and before I could speak, I heard him say again, "Why, did your boyfriend break up with you?"

I paused and thought for a while that he probably didn't know about it.

After all, he went to study in Italy after middle school.Except for the necessary greetings and when I'm getting cold, I usually don't take the initiative to contact him, and he naturally doesn't bother to contact me, and the way to contact me is to kick my dream of eating fried chicken happily and send me off. A piece of green grassland.

I thought about it for a few seconds, and then I had a flash of inspiration, "Are you mentally polluting the poor members of the Special Agents Section again?"

When I accepted the job, Ango Sakaguchi's words hinted that my "brother" would be paid special attention by people from the Supernatural Secret Service.Although this "attention" is probably just surveillance in the name of protecting the family members of the heroes.

The man in front of me was obviously too lazy to answer my question.

I shook my head in sympathy for the unlucky unknown who went to inform my brother.

"Then you probably know who my boyfriend is?"

He snorted, his eyes dimmed, and his aura suddenly became a little scary, "Dirty mafia."

I choked for a moment, looked away, and laughed a few times in embarrassment.

My older brother "Hanasaki Nobu" hates the mafia.

His dream is even to wipe out all the mafia in the world.

This dream sounds anti-social and reasonable, after all my next-door neighbor's second cousin's third brother-in-law's four-year-old nephew's dream is also [to become a hero like Deku and wipe out all the bad guys].

But my older brother was different from that little kid.

When the child said this, his face was full of innocence and firmness, and he stood in front of the image of Izuku Midoriya that was playing on the TV, looking radiant.

And my brother.When he said this to me for the first time when he was seven years old, he covered his bleeding right eye, wore blood-stained white clothes, his face was distorted, and the other blue eye was covered with anger and hatred.

He really wants to kill all the mafia.

At that time, the six-year-old me stood beside him at a loss, and the moment my dilated pupils returned to their original shape, I was so frightened that I cried.

I don't think it's my fault.

Because at the feet of me, who was still a dwarf at that time, lay a bloody corpse with the same distorted face.

That was my first real encounter with death.

My brother grabbed me by the collar and dragged me out of the hell on earth called "The Estoraneo Family".

Oh, forgot to tell you.

He has another name——

Six skeletons.

means.Returned from the end of the cycle of hell, Shura.

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