[Comprehensive] Today's Yokohama is also very flat!

Yoko stared blankly at the camera display, it was dark and nothing could be seen.

"Is it broken?"

She pressed the switch, but the camera didn't respond; she shook it and tapped it twice, but there was still no response.

"It's out of battery." Dazai smiled harmlessly, and stretched out his hand to Yoko proactively: "I'll charge it."

"Oh, good." Yoko handed him the camera without the slightest doubt.

After a while, Dazai came back with the camera in his hand.

He shook his head at Yoko, and said to Odasaku: "Your camera is broken."

Odasaku looked blank: "Well...it hasn't been used for a long time, and I didn't even know it was broken."

The young man said with a very good temper: "If it breaks, it's broken. It's not very useful anyway."

"The camera is broken, let's take a picture with our mobile phone!"

Yoko held Odasaku's shoulders with his left hand, and grabbed Dazai's head with his right hand. Just as he took out the phone, Dazai quickly pulled it away.

"The pixels of the mobile phone are not very good, and the pictures are not good. I will bring a camera someday."

Dazai frowned, said with a smile, closed the phone and put it in Yoko's pocket.

"Well, yes." Yoko scratched his hair: "Then please."

Although she was sour before, she was still looking forward to the photo of the three of them.

Dazai conveniently put the camera back to its original position. In his pocket, there was a spare part and a memory card, which were all picked out from the camera when he went to "charge".

A few months ago, he thought Yoko was a heroic spirit, but he searched all over the country's major museums and libraries, looked through thousands of video materials and books, but couldn't find her identity.

It's not a human, it's not a heroic spirit, and it can't be photographed by the camera... Could it be a ghost?

Impossible, the ghost should be the same as the Aju who counted the plates in Hakone, not to mention translucent, at least it should be ghostly.

Dazai suddenly thought of a similar existence - Yato.

It is said that he is a god.

Is Yoko also a god?

Dazai was lost in thought.

The days after the New Year's Eve are ordinary, except for the still unlucky black organization and the nightmare of gin, there is nothing worth mentioning in detail.

Until early spring, the season when all things recover, a major event happened in Yokohama.

A school exclusively for orphans on Leibo Street is finally open!

Yoko gave the school a very simple school name - Leibo Street Free School.

There is no formal school building, and students attend classes at the original base; there are no well-known teachers, except for the resident teacher Yato, there are only a few people with half-black identities, who spend three days fishing and two days posting on the net to give lectures The daily expenses of students are the same as before, and they still need to do part-time jobs to earn money.

Although this school is not perfect, it is unique in Yokohama.

"With the recognition of the government in the future, at least this is a protective shield. We are no longer an illegal assembly, no longer a group of gangsters' self-delusion. The organization we belong to is an organization that can really learn and teach. A place where people make progress."

When Zimao said this to others, tears almost fell down.

"We were just a group of abandoned orphans. Fortunately, we met the boss before we were squeezed out of the remaining value."

In the past, Leibo Street in the eyes of people was dirty and messy, with poor public security, where orphans, poor people and low-class people gathered, and a child who did not know who the father was was born and thrown into this street.

But now, there is a school here.

Change has already begun.

The day when the sign was listed was sunny, and Ms. Yoko, the first principal of Leibo Street Free School, was pushed to the front to give a speech.

She jumped up to the highest step and looked at the group of children below, as well as many adults who came here admiringly, and most of the spectators.

so good.

she thinks.

Facing the people who held their voices and held their breath, the girl was very rarely nervous, and also a little shy and inexplicable.

"Hey, thank you all for taking the time to come. I don't have much to say, just about why this school is named 'Lei Bo Street Free School'."

"Because it's located on Saibo Street? Or because it's free?"

Yoko looked around at the crowd below, smiled, clenched his palms, and finally his eyes fell on the front.

She paused every word, and her tone was firm: "No, that's not the case."

"This 'righteousness' is the righteousness of justice—I hope that the students who walk out of this school will always hold a sword in their hearts, and their voice will be injustice. I hope you will remember all the injustices you have encountered in the past. It is difficult to drink ice for ten years. Blood, everything in the world is nothing more than a word "cut."

"May you dare to say, dare to do, and dare to bear, so I will teach you the skills of self-protection."

"This 'righteousness' is the righteousness of public welfare—I hope that you can remember the help you got today, and pass on the flames you got from others in the future."

"May you not be forced by life to bow down, not struggle for the choice of human nature, so I teach you the means of making a living."

"This 'yi' is the meaning of giri—I hope that you will not forget everyone who accompanied you along the way. They are the most precious wealth in the world."

"May you, love and be loved as much as you want, and may you not be alone along the way. So I teach you to unite and help each other."

"This 'righteousness' is an inescapable duty, a duty without hesitation, a righteousness with modest words, and even more the righteousness of Leibo Street Free School—I believe that this school will completely change this street and this city. The biggest 'wound' on the body."

"This is what I expect from you and what I expect from the future of this city."

She walked down, and the people below were applauding whether they understood or not.

"It's so strange, I thought you would say 'this righteousness is the righteousness promised by your body'." Wu Jian said with a blank face: "I was scared to death."

Yoko patted his head: "I've been thinking about this speech for several months before I came up with it!"

It's hard to blame her for being a scumbag who uses words blindly. In order to write a speech that is in line with her distinguished status as the principal, she has turned her head almost bald during this period of time!

Wujian has been under heavy study pressure recently, and Yoko helped him borrow a lot of books and exercises from Sanada's family, which caused the child to develop more and more in the direction of facial paralysis.

There is no way, all his energy has been used to study, and he is still determined to apply for Lihai University High School this year, and he can't sleep because he burns oil every day.

Yoko asked him before if he set his goals a bit high. After all, although this kid is smart, most of his junior high school knowledge is self-taught.

Who knows that he has a big goal and is very firm: "I am a person who will become a high-ranking government official in the future. I can't overcome this difficulty. What kind of official should I be?"

Come on, little official fans.

The listing ceremony was proceeding step by step, and several good organizations sent flower baskets, which were pretty and fragrant outside the door.

The most outrageous is Hong Kong Hei, who directly generously donated a brass sculpture of Yoko and placed it at the school gate.

Over there the children were walking up the steps one by one, stammering and swearing, and Yoko started staring at the sculpture.

After staring at it for a while, she asked Chuya beside her, "Can you use gravity to break this sculpture?"

Zhong also sat under the sculpture, crossed one leg and asked her, "Why?"

"I think they carved me a little ugly."

Yoko was not very happy, and spread his hands together: "Look, my eyes are bigger, my nose is straighter, my chin is not so sharp, my height is not so short, and my momentum is stronger."

Nakaya glanced up, then looked at Yoko again: "Well, your breasts are also flatter than hers."

Yoko became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up, bastard, what are you doing?"

"Can't you come by yourself, can't you get it done with one punch?"

Zhong Ye dragged his long voice lazily: "If I break the statue that Gang Hei gave you, Hong Kong Hei will send people to chase me down, right? I don't want to do such a troublesome thing."

"But when I smashed my own statue, it felt like I was beating myself, weird."

Yoko grunted under his breath.

Zhong also moved his fist, and his fingers rattled, "Then you mean that I can just beat you?"

Yoko thought about it and decided to forget it.

Last time, Leibo Street was blown up. Do you plan to build a block side by side with Leibo Street again?

Sculpture, what you want is an exciting effect, so ugly is ugly.

The listing ceremony over there ended smoothly, and when the crowd began to retreat, Shirase suddenly came over aggressively with a dozen people.

These ten or so people are all small groups that usually work with him, and most of them joined the organization later. Only three children have followed Yoko from the beginning—these three children are Yuxing, Shogo, and Akira.

Yoko raised an eyebrow.

Finally couldn't bear to find fault?

Picking a time when everyone hasn't left to find fault is deliberately trying to embarrass her in front of everyone.

The crowd watching the ceremony hadn't dispersed yet. Seeing the excitement here, they didn't plan to leave.

"Boss Yoko, I have something to say."

Shirase glanced around at the people around him. This person had a bit of an acting personality, and his tone was somewhat triumphant as he was being watched by many pairs of eyes: "I want to quit your organization."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Break up on the spot?This is fun!

"What do you mean?" Mao was the first to come out and accuse them: "White-eyed wolf, the boss can't help you!"

Mao's eyes of condemnation fell on Yuxing, Shogo and Akira, they knew they were wrong, and lowered their heads in guilt.

"Boss Yoko didn't feel sorry for me, but I didn't feel sorry for Boss Yoko and your organization either."

Shirase raised the corners of her lips: "After all, I am not the one you picked up, and I have made contributions in your organization. Don't you think so?"

He pretended to be helpless and spread his hands, plausibly saying:

"To be honest, I don't agree with your point of view. Is going to school necessary for those who live here?"

"Survival is the first priority; Boss Yoko, you have all the abilities you have, but you are stingy about using this ability for your organization, giving up the responsibility of being a leader, and instead let us subordinates struggle to survive in this block, struggling all the time. On the food and clothing line, is this what a leader should do?"

"So I decided to leave. I intend to build an organization that can really protect the weak. The group of people behind me, they all agree with me."

Before Shirase finished speaking, his eyes moved to Chuya.

"Chuya, Yuxing and I picked you up with a high fever on the side of the street."

He also stretched out his hand to the middle: "Do you agree with my philosophy? Do you want to go with us?"