[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

The strange memories that flooded into my mind made me a little dazed, and the eyes of the child who fell in front of me seemed to appear in front of me.The moment the green-haired boy's hand left my forehead, I couldn't help bending down and retching.

The frog-headed boy took a step back in disgust, and after confirming that his boots were fine, he let out an undisguised sigh of relief.

He sat back on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees, his palms on his chin, let out a long "hmm", and then said, "Senior [-] is indeed as the master said, the mental quality is too poor .”

My eyes widened, I still haven't recovered from this strange sense of fear, I just frowned and whispered back, "What do you know, you little brat."

Frog-headed boy: "ME is a mafia, different from senior [-]."

I looked up at him expressionlessly, "I killed nearly two hundred people."

The frog-headed boy paused, then clenched his fists, showing a regretful expression, "Damn it, ME is still a newcomer."

Me: ... Who wants to compare this with you! !

Judging from the newly obtained memory, when Liu Dao Mu sealed my memory, I probably didn't want to live at that time.

[It's not yet time for that guy to recover his memory. 】

—So is it time to restore my memory?

I became a little more serious, and asked the frog-headed boy, "Is restoring my memory to let me know why that person named Bai Lan came to me?"

As if he didn't expect me to ask this question, Fran frowned and thought for a while before answering, "No, Master didn't tell ME about these things."

He didn't wait for me to answer, and continued to say in a calm voice, "But probably so. And even if senior [-] couldn't think about jumping off the Tokyo Tower, he would be lifted from the coffin of Senior Newton." Senior [-] must have called back to Tokyo Tower."

I thought for a few seconds before I realized that the [senior [-]] in his mouth referred to Zhongya Chuya.

I replied quite angrily, "Why don't you call him Senior Central Plains?"

Frog-headed boy: "Senior [-] is more scary, ME still wants to live, and the difficult task of accurately stepping on mines should be left to Senior [-]."

Nasty color-changing frog.

But I'm too lazy to argue with him now.

I want to be quiet.

So I stood up straight, smiled amiably and opened the door for the frog-head boy, beckoning him to go out.

"You're so ruthless, Senior [-]." He shook his head artificially and sighed, while walking past me, "Senior [-] should stop laughing, ME thinks you look uglier when you smile than cry."

I slammed the door mercilessly, and then fell to the ground bit by bit along the door.

I know I have killed people.

But I don't remember that I killed one hundred and three members of the Sylvia family, nor did I remember that I killed my innocent companions.

Even, I don't remember witnessing the death of my biological parents.

If it wasn't for Liu Dao Mu, I almost forgot what they looked like.

In my memory, what my biological parents said before their death was interrupted by Liudao Mukuro.

But I know what I'm going to say.

【"Damn you."】

It has been 18 years since that incident, and I have forgotten how I was feeling at that time.

I've killed people - and that's not the thing that scares me the most.

What scares me the most is that I don't feel any guilt about it now. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

At most, I feel that the bloody scene is a bit disgusting.

"The phone is coming, the phone is coming..."

I glanced at the phone that fell out of my pocket just now, and the caller ID was [a Nakahara Chuya].

I raised my hand and swiped the screen. I wanted to reply automatically after hanging up, but I hesitated and clicked the connect button.

It seems that I need to tell Nakahara Chuya that Dazai's information is true.

I put the phone to my ear and started talking nonsense in a relaxed tone, "Hi, good evening, miss me?"

I don't know if it was my illusion, but I seemed to hear the sound of Nakahara Chuya falling from the chair, accompanied by a suppressed cough, "What the hell are you doing?"

I grinned and said, "Show courtesy."

Nakahara Chuya was silent for a while, his tone became quite serious, I can almost imagine the frown and doubtful blue eyes under the brown hair on his forehead, "...what happened? "

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It seems that Zhong Yuanzhong has also mastered the law that every time I show courteousness, it is not good.

My other hand hugging my knee tightened, "I killed someone."

There was a whistling sound from the other end of the phone, and Nakahara Chuya lowered his voice a few degrees, "Where are you?"

I blinked my eyes, and felt that Nakahara might have misunderstood me, so I continued to explain, "No, that's not what I meant. Dazai's information is correct, not only 103 people, I also killed Dozens of innocent children."

There was the sound of lightly tapping the table with his fingertips from Nakahara Chuya, and he laughed suddenly, "Do you know how the port mafia treats traitors?"

"First let the traitor bite the steps, then hit the back of his head to break the head, and finally turn the traitor over and shoot him three times in the chest."

I imagined the scene for a while, then nodded seriously and replied, "That's pretty miserable, no wonder you don't complain at all even if your bald beer belly boss asks you to go to work in the middle of the night."

"...Huh? Who told you...forget it." Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to want to say something, but he stopped in the middle of speaking, and the half-sentence he didn't say turned into a helpless sigh.

I thought about it for a while, and said thoughtfully, "I think I should become a mafia, is your BOSS still recruiting people? I can be civil and military, and when he is unhappy, I can still dedicate my whole life." The essence of sand sculpture."

Nakahara Chuya: "...What are you guys thinking about?"

Me: "If my boss, Ango Sakaguchi, finds out that I'm a wanted member of a mafia family and that the last two bombings were aimed at me, I'll be laid off and re-employed."

Zhong Yuanzhong also probably felt that what I said made sense, he was silent for a while, and I heard a slight sound of pages turning.

Me: "You don't really want to see if your port mafia is still recruiting? I'm talking nonsense."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Tch, you are so noisy."

I still haven't been able to tell Nakahara Chuya about [I have no guilt about killing someone].

I even think I might be more of a Mafia than Zhong Yuan.

— not of the same kind.

I think that if Zhong Yuanzhong heard this kind of words from my mouth, he would probably feel that he didn't know me at all.

So I hesitated for a while and then changed the subject, "Did you call me for something?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also probably stunned by my straight-man-like and rigid way of changing the subject without dragging his feet. He choked up for a moment before he said, "I found some clues."

"This man named Blancheso was just the leader of the little-known Jesso family not long ago. I don't know how to persuade the leader of one of the ancient mafia families, the Kirionello family, to merge into the current Mirufiore family."

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused after finishing his sentence, his voice sank a bit, "According to our informant in Vengley, Bai Lan's purpose is to capture Vengley's ring, with the intention of destroying the world."

I was silent for a while, "...do you actually have eyeliner in Pengo Lie?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhongyuan Zhongye gritted his teeth bitterly, and he raised his voice and shouted back, "Huh?! Is this what you are focusing on?!!"

I cleared my throat, "So Blancheseau wants me to help him destroy the world?"

Zhong Yuanzhong snorted disdainfully.

I thought he might be laughing at the faulty vision of Brandeso who liked my ability, I snorted unconvincedly, "You may not believe me if I say something, let alone all of Yokohama, even the whole of Japan Can die in an instant."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed very shamelessly, and then said "hmm" perfunctorily.

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Me: "I'm serious."

Nakahara Chuya: "You are right."

I frowned, and found that this matter was not simple, "No, why does it feel like a conversation between an adult and a child. Say, did you read some weird books?"

There was a bit of panic in Nakahara Chuya's tone, "...No."

I crossed my hips proudly, "You can't lie to me, after all, I was the more mature adult in the past."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, "You?"

I nodded—even though Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't see it, "Yes, don't hide it, I know that every time you kiss me, you will give yourself a long-term psychological construction."

This time I am sure it is not an illusion.

I did hear the sound of Nakahara Chuya falling from the stool.

He even heard his subordinates yelling "Master Zhongyuan" in panic.

I said to the phone very seriously: "Don't get excited, this will damage the prestige of your high-level cadres of the port mafia."

There was an explosion sound from Zhongya in the Central Plains.

I think he might have blown up the table in a fit of anger and lost control of his strength.

The sound of his molars rubbing against each other lasted for a while, and then the brown-haired man seemed to have thought of something, and his voice suddenly raised a happy tone, "I got the video of you in the Chrysanthemum House."

I choked up, and the hands holding the phone trembled.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

I, Hanazaki Aoi, will never break for five buckets of rice...

"Whisper! What light is shining in that window! That is the East, and you are too..."

Chuya Nakahara: "...When did you become interested in "Romeo and Juliet"?"

Me: "How do you think my literary talents can make up so many rainbow farts for so many years?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted.

I rubbed my numb legs, stood up from the ground, and walked to the bed.

But just when I was about to sit down, the voice of Nakahara Chuya came from the mobile phone, which made me pause.

"Aoi. What exactly do you want to tell me?"

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Chuya Nakahara, one of the cadres of the port mafia, has the most recent book list: "One Hundred Skills for Talking to Girlfriends", "How to Skillfully Drive Off Love Rivals", "Anyway, Just Be Right", "What to Do If Your Girlfriend IQ Is Negative"... …

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