"Itachi-kun, you can start now."

It was like a signal. The boy who was standing at the intersection with a small schoolbag on his back and seemed to be a child who had lost his footing suddenly opened his eyes, exerted force on his feet and disappeared in place.

This is the plan they made during dinner last night. Odasaku's supernatural ability [Inseparable Clothes] can predict the future for more than five seconds and less than six seconds in the future, and judging from the several confrontations between him and Gide, the other party can predict The time in the future will not be too far behind.

According to Dazai's speculation, the two sides will definitely give up the use of abilities and return to the most primitive fight when they reach the later stage of the battle.

Then this time is the best time for Itachi to join the battle.

Among them, Itachi will use the method of reaching a temporary [contract] learned from friend A to communicate with Dazai, and Dazai will regulate when confronting Mori Ogai.

"Why at this time?" Odasaku asked while adding a considerable amount of hot sauce to himself.

"Why?" Dazai followed suit softly, "Of course it's because Mr. Mori will trap me at the most critical moment of your battle."

He tilted his head and looked at Odasaku who was sitting beside him, showing a mischievous smile, "Although we still don't know what Mr. Mori's purpose is, but what is certain is that Odasaku has been abandoned by him... No, no , I’m afraid this incident was Mr. Mori’s plan from the beginning to the end, to achieve a certain purpose to lay out such a large chessboard, and whether you, me or others are just pieces in the chessboard.”

"Oh, I'm afraid it's not just us, maybe even the officials are in his calculations."

Odasaku buried his head in his meal and praised sincerely, "Ah, that's really amazing."

So when he was standing within a hundred meters away from the guard at the gate of the mimic headquarters, he called Dazai, but as expected he was not picked up by the other end of the phone.

But he didn't care, he put the phone away and walked towards the guard calmly.

On the other side, feeling the vibration coming from his pocket, the young man lowered his head and walked out of the Hong Kong Hei elevator.

"I am Dazai," he said to his subordinates guarding the chief's room, "The chief is looking for me."

Meanwhile, Itachi was getting off the tram that regularly passed through the suburb.

What is the nature of illusion?

In the end is to change the impression reflected in the human retina or change what?

A good illusionist can deceive the alienated impressions of the senses, which is one of the reasons why the damage received in the illusion can come true.

Because the physical senses "believe" the illusion's impression.

Therefore, a mature illusionist can completely change the perception of others without knowing it, so as to achieve his own goals.

And for insurance—

"Sorry," he said softly, "but this part is up to you."

"You don't need to be so polite," the soft female voice said with a smile, "it's rare that Mr. Itachi asks me for something, so please leave it to me."

As a result, the mist was born temporarily, slowly replacing the original existence when no one noticed.

This is not entirely correct. After all, illusionists are people who believe in the confusion of reality and fiction. Now, in order not to be suspected, they naturally build an illusion space that focuses on safety.

In other words, it is an illusion based on reality.

"The next thing will be left to Mr. Itachi," said the effortless female voice, with an inexplicable sense of relief.

Itachi stopped running and stood still.

At this time, he was already standing in the bungalow, beside him was the corpse of the enemy who was beheaded by Odasaku.The boy who had already been baptized in the dragon head war was not shocked by this scene. He didn't stop walking, listening to the only sound, he walked towards the karaoke hall of the bungalow.

The illusion spread, and the boy who was covered up slowly came to the battlefield.

Under him are the bodies of members of the Hong Kong gangsters who were sent to support, and there are also members of mimic lying on Gide's side.In the center of this swarm of corpses, his adoptive father wrestled with Gide in a posture he had never seen before, with one hand on each other's shoulders and the other shooting, spinning around the ballroom like a dance.

Itachi's footsteps paused, and suddenly he heard a very light sneer.

"Cough, cough, cough," the female voice in my mind came out to explain, "Master Mu passed by me just now."

On the contrary, this explanation is more like a cover-up.

Itachi responded briefly, staring at Gide with burning eyes.

The more battle-hardened a person is, the stronger his intuition for certain things is. He saw that Oda Saku and Gide were constantly attacking each other, and finally showed their figure in front of Oda Saku during a staggered body.

Odasaku's movements paused, but Gide didn't stop, he missed where he was and attacked to the rear.

This is Itachi's illusion at work.

He thought, walking in the direction of Itachi uncomfortably.

Itachi didn't look at his old father immediately, and Oda Saku didn't bother the boy of "Oda Sakunosuke" who was obviously manipulating the illusion, but skillfully took the backpack from Itachi's hand and bandaged his wound , to block the possibility of being exposed because of the bloody smell-although this possibility is very small under the blockage of illusion.

I don't know how long it took, more than ten minutes or more, Gide, who was struggling with the air, suddenly stopped.

He fell.

The man who had been standing on that cruel battlefield for many years ago finally fell when his strength was exhausted and his subordinates died.

"Sorry," he said suddenly, but looked at Oda Sakunosuke who was standing beside Itachi through Oda Sakunosuke who fell in the same posture in the illusion.

Then the man suddenly laughed, repeating with indescribable desolation and joy, "I'm sorry, Sakunosuke."

Finally he found out.

Odasaku lowered his eyes, but did not reply to the other party.

But Gide couldn't care less.

This ghost who lost his motherland, lost his glory, and even lost the meaning of existence finally closed his eyes in a foreign land.

At the last moment, did he return to the battlefield where he was once heroic?

There was a sound of footsteps.

"Odasaku!!"

The boy in a black suit ran in the bungalow, frantically galloping to the place where "Oda Sakunosuke" died.

Standing behind him, Shin Oda Sakunosuke covered his face helplessly.

"That... Dazai?" He looked at Dazai whose bandage was accidentally rubbed off, stretched out his hand, and shouted feebly, "The battle is over."

So don't be so sincere.

The lamented boy paused for a moment, then returned in a sad tone, "But his friends have left him, so can't you let me feel sad?"

Although I don't know what this feeling is called, but at this moment, Oda Sakunosuke really felt goosebumps all over his body, which was comparable to being stared at by countless cobras.

The honest and sincere man really didn't know what to say, so he could only look at his adopted son for help.

Itachi sighed silently, "Dazai-kun."

"Yes~!" The star-eyed boy raised his hand, "How is my acting skill?!"

"...excellent."

It's a ten-level performance.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Oda Saku took out his cigarette and felt that he could no longer integrate into the world of young people.

Just as soon as he lit the cigarette, he saw two pairs of different but similar eyes staring at him.

He thought for a while and rubbed the heads of the two children at the same time.

"well-done."

He said so.

***

After the foreign organization was wiped out, Yokohama returned to its former calm, although it was said that the organization that originally intended to attack the port mafia and use it to identify whether the other party had the qualifications to kill itself was finally killed by an ordinary member of the Hong Kong gang Going out is like some unpopular magical novel. Oda Sakunosuke is the kind of character like a sweeping monk, but neither the novel nor the characters have spread even a little bit to the ears of ordinary people.

"This is also natural," Dazai curled his lips in displeasure, "After all, the authorities are not going to make a move this time, so they will naturally help Hong Kong gangsters who have resolved the matter and reached cooperation."

"Oh, so." Odasaku came out with a plate of apples, and saw Dazai stretching his back as he walked towards the entrance, "Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

"Ah, no, no, you don't have to pay attention to me if someone treats you tonight—"

The boy with his pockets in his pocket went around and turned skillfully into a restaurant with an orange light sign, and within a few steps he heard someone whispering.

"So should you think about it?" The man who spoke winked at the other person, "We can provide professional supernatural training and clean up your father's family's residence, but you only need to help us for a few years— — This deal is quite a bargain.”

The person sitting opposite the man just opened his mouth and didn't speak, but was attracted by the person who hugged his neck from behind.

"No, no, no—" the boy who said this pressed the black-haired boy to his side affectionately, "This guy has already been booked."

With a swipe of his hand, he took out a bullet/bullet from the windbreaker pocket and gave it to the boy, "Didn't I tell you to remember to bring this thing with you?"

Itachi obediently took the bullet/ball and thanked him, and let the other party calmly let the man sitting opposite - I Tanada from the Supernatural Secret Service Section clearly see the pattern on the bullet/ball.

It was the family crest of the biggest mafia in Italy that had been passed down for generations, and now it appeared here to some extent represented the meaning of this behemoth.

It's like "I'm stuck with this guy"... or something like that.

Zhongtian didn't look surprised, showing an expected but still extremely regretful look.

"What about you?" He quickly shifted his target, "Does this little brother come to work with us?"

A MLM organization sells Amway's tone.

Itachi silently played down his sense of existence and listened to the jokes of the two old and cunning foxes, and got up and left at the right time when the two parties negotiated.

— Anyway, none of this has anything to do with him.

He thought idly, because of the bet with a pineapple, now he has to sell himself to the behemoth behind him.

"Then, I'll leave it to you after this." He remembered a slightly distorted voice from the phone, and felt a sense of sadness that he had sold himself.

"Don't make it sound like you've sold yourself, Mr. Weasel," the man revered as the king of the inner world chuckled, "Vongola welcomes you very much."

"Of course, we can also eliminate your concerns one by one. This is a win-win thing."

The author has something to say:

Brother Weasel (abandoning himself): Yes, yes, yes, what you said is right [. 】

Brother Itachi, who was weakened by the author, is preparing to upgrade

Upgrade location - Vongola

Upgrade materials (?) - Pineapple and his little... old friends!

You can probably enter the Little Hero dungeon after passing through the Vengley dungeon quickly. Oye

The identity of the man that everyone is concerned about, the Vengley copy can probably be written to provoke it! (arms cheering)

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