[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

He occasionally has dreams.

Sometimes he was standing in the darkness, there was no light everywhere, and his anxiety gradually turned from complete darkness to darkness. When he looked down, there were people piled up at his feet, lying on their backs or lying on their backs.

In the darkness, he couldn't see anyone's face clearly, but for some reason, there was always a strong sense of sadness in his heart.

Sometimes it's just a piece of red, or a piece of black flame, ignited in the dream, burning all the thoughts, leaving only nothingness.

Sometimes it is something that he himself has forgotten. He just vaguely remembers that someone appeared in his dream, and vaguely remembers that he once had a dream.

But when it comes to dreams, what appears in those black jade-like pupils is daze again.

So Itachi sometimes wonders, what is the meaning of life?

"Life is really meaningless."

Amidst the gurgling sound of running water, the boy's bored sigh suddenly sounded.

After his words fell for a long time, another voice answered the boy: "If you want to talk, what is a person?"

It was a more immature voice, and immature raised questions that adults were unwilling to think about.

"It's true... human beings are too complicated. Compared with human beings, I think they are more like wild dogs living in underground sewers."

"Wild dogs? Are you underestimating yourself?"

"Huh?" The boy glanced behind the tree against which his back was leaning.The boy who was talking to him was almost completely hidden behind because of his small stature. From his perspective, he could only see the other party's backpack. On the black backpack was a rabbit doll that was said to be picked by his younger siblings. Say hello to yourself.

"Is saying that you are a wild dog belittle yourself?" He lay down along the trunk of the tree, covering the bright sky with one hand, "If you say that, you are actually belittling the wild dog, right?"

"No, it's just you digging your own horns."

"Then Mr. A," the young man turned over sensitively, lying on the grass with great interest, "then tell me, what is the difference between us and wild dogs—we both use our ugly faces to beg for life's mercy for survival, just like sewers. A stray dog ​​lingers on, doesn't it?"

"...well... maybe."

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Itachi didn't stay for long that day.

Although he was able to perceive that the boy who was quite compatible with him to some extent was different from usual today, but what did that have to do with him?

Just as the other party will not ask too much about his affairs, he has always adhered to a certain silent boundary with regard to the other party's affairs.

This may also be a kind of tacit understanding between them, or it may be the respect and cherishment of two equally intelligent children for each other.And if one day he decides to pierce this boundary or the other party reaches out to him, the relationship that is as fragile as a cicada's wing will break down.

In short, it's something that ordinary people don't even think about.

But I have to admit that what the boy said was the main reason why he was standing here in front of this mirror after a week.

Itachi looked at himself in the mirror again.

What was reflected in front of the glass mirror was a young man's face. There was no wave in the scarlet eyes, and there were two nasolabial folds on the nose, but it still did not detract from the fact that this person was still a young man. His short hair was a short distance from his shoulders. He looked extremely obedient, and had the same honest appearance as this person.

And he was wearing a black windbreaker with a suit cardigan inside. He looked a little too thin, but he fit the image of a destitute man who had to join the Mafia to survive after the World War.

But in fact, this is the image that Itachi combined with the costumes of the boy by the river and his adoptive father.

After staring blankly at the mirror for a long while, the young man raised his hand and messed up his originally obedient short hair, which looked like he hadn't taken care of it much.

He took another look at himself and adjusted a few details before walking out of the store's bathroom.

The destination is clear.

It is the Personnel Department (?) of Hong Kong and Black.

The full name of Hong Kong Black is the Port Mafia, which is a mafia organization that has gradually shown a common trend after being called the leading war[1] a year ago.Because of the huge losses in the melee between multiple mafias, it is now in a period of great deficit after the war.

In other words, it is recruiting people.

Itachi's old father, Odasaku, is one of the Hong Kong gangsters. Although he is a low-level employee, his salary is considered to be able to support himself and a group of them. Not up or down.

However, as these children grew up, it seemed that the other party's extremely meager salary in front of this huge population became less and less useful.

This is also the reason that prompted Itachi to Hong Kong and Hei.

Thinking wildly in his heart, the young man remained calm until the person sitting in front of him started asking him questions.

"Why do you want to join the Harbor Mafia?"

Well, it was prepared.

Although it can be said that it is to support the family and subsidize the family at this time, there is obviously a better reason for Itachi to use——

"My father was a member of the port mafia," he said, "because of my father I wanted to learn more about port gangsters...and..."

The teenager smiled shyly when he said this, "And my abilities seem to be quite suitable for joining the Mafia."

The other party seemed to be interested in his answer. The man who had been buried in his head raised his head while reaching for the registration form he handed in. "What is your ability—wait?"

The man with glasses looked up and down the boy in front of him with a serious expression, and the boy named Itachi standing in front of him straightened up, standing there like a strong pine.

But that's not the point. The man lowered his head and removed the other documents he had brought to deal with, and put the boy's registration in front of his eyes.

——Oda Itachi.

A man—maybe it is more appropriate for us to call him Ango Sakaguchi, because he is not enough manpower, he was captured and squatted down. By the way, he found two intelligence agents for himself. Ango Sakaguchi adjusted his glasses and hid his expression in this Bow between.

"I want to ask—your father is...?"

The originally calm young man was obviously stunned after hearing this question, and then itachi, who had been acting completely unsteady like a young man since entering this room, hurriedly lowered his head.

"For some reason...it's not convenient for me to reveal my father's name." He whispered, keeping his voice within a range that only he and the interviewer could hear.

Colleagues who had been on the sidelines for a long time also came over at this time, and the ordinary-looking man looked Itachi up and down several times. Just as he was about to say something, Ango Sakaguchi, who was theoretically a higher-ranking man, took off his glasses and began to wipe them quickly back and forth.

"...Master Sakaguchi?"

He hesitated to ask each other.

"Ah, it's okay." Ango Sakaguchi showed a formulaic smile, "I know the father of this child, so let me catch up with him first."

"Ahhhh."

The ordinary Hong Kong black members looked at the man around him quickly packed up the fish paper and put it into the bag, stood up and hooked the shoulders of the prospective newcomers who seemed to be unsurprising (?) and dragged halfway Pulled the opponent out.

It seems that there will be no return in a short time.

He thought, lowering his head to face the middle-parted black hair and red pupils of the newcomer on the submitted information.

The color scheme of this hairstyle looks familiar... The man who was casually calling for the next person to enter, suddenly thought of something and stood up in fright.

Cold and calm, I haven't heard of the leader having an heir, so...

So it's actually an illegitimate child? ! !

In an instant, the rookie's father's shrunken and attached look and the strange behavior of Ango Sakaguchi, who is said to be one of the high-ranking officials, were all explained.

Ah, it doesn't matter, the leader is also a man, so it is inevitable that he will make some mistakes... How can it be a mistake for the Mafia to have an illegitimate child! !This is glory!It is the testimony that the leader continues to attract women!

But when it comes to women, it is said that the leader's defense range is twelve... No, no, you can't continue thinking about it!

The man who shook his head to interrupt his thoughts raised his head, and looked fiercely at the next person who wanted to join the port mafia. The other person was wearing an inappropriate long gown, which matched the neat clothes of the previous person... No, no, stop!

All in all——

"Down—hey, what is this?"

The members of the Hong Kong gangsters snorted, and when they turned to the next candidate's information, they saw that there was still a page of information submitted by the boy named "Itachi", but it was almost ignored because it was folded.

what is it……

Adhering to the curiosity, the Hong Kong gang members folded the thin paper that seemed to be torn from some ordinary notebook, and paused when they saw the flying fonts and inscriptions on it.

He calmly closed it and put it back in its original place. Under the calm exterior is the already hysterical heart——

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa personal recommendation from Mr. Dazai! !It is Dazai-sama's handwriting and Dazai-sama's autograph!So is it really the illegitimate son of the leader? !Why would Dazai-sama know? ! !Or is it the leader's child who hid in the world of ordinary people for safety? !No matter who looks at Mr. Sakaguchi's attitude, it feels like a shocking big secret. After knowing all these secrets, does it mean that he will never see the sun of tomorrow? !

The author has something to say:

Mr. Mori, who was coaxing Alice to wear a foreign dress at this time: Ah-choo!

Well, Anwu knows that the biggest reason for Brother Itachi is actually his supernatural ability [Fallen Theory] that he can see the memory of the objects he touched... that registration form... um

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