On How to Pursue Hong Kong Black Cadres

Masaki Tsushima felt terrible.

Her hair was still dripping, her clothes were soaked, and most importantly, the entry gift that Mr. Nakahara gave her was also very wet and uncomfortable to wear.

He took off his gloves cherishingly. After joining the port mafia, he bought two pairs of replacement gloves, but today he was wearing this pair. How could he be so unlucky.

"I'm Osamu Dazai." Osamu Dazai stepped forward, his gaze a bit deep.

Masaki Tsushima involuntarily took a half step back with the inquiring talk.There is no way, too aggressive gaze will hurt people, and it is even more frightening.

But in front of him was not long, and the slightly curly black hair was all soaked and stuck to his head because of the fall into the water this time. Masaki Tsushima, who had a little bit of facial control, suddenly felt that this was some kind of strange play.

What's even more strange is that people who should look harmless make him feel a little scared, or he feels scared instinctively.

Ok?

Osamu Dazai didn't expect the other party to be so keen, but he just confirmed that the other party's glove moved a little bit but was noticed.

However, if he was really recommended by that slug, he should have some skills.

Masaki Tsushima took another step back and lowered his head to wring the water off his clothes, thinking about how to get out.He had a hunch that the person in front of him was probably the Mafia, and he was a high-ranking Mafia. As a newcomer who had just joined the Port Mafia, it was better not to get too involved.

Osamu Dazai saw that the other party seemed to have the idea of ​​avoiding it, and clasped his hands together in another peculiar style: "If Mr. Pretty has something to do now, why don't we leave a contact information and have dinner together next time?"

This is really like the feeling of pestering Mr. Zhongyuan to invite him to dinner.

So, the person in front of him must have other plans!

"No." He replied cautiously: "I'm really sorry to disturb you to commit suicide. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." The sound of disturbing you to commit suicide was quite ironic.

And Masao Tsushima only felt that the wet clothes were really bad, so it would be better to change them quickly.

I heard that slug recently took a person with supernatural power named Jin on a mission. I won’t mention whether the name Jin is real, but the person who was recommended by slug and brought with him personally, the person with supernatural power named Jin should have a lot of experience. great potential.

Osamu Dazai stared at his back, showing a strangely pleasant smile.

"General!" Mori Yicheng came, and couldn't help being surprised when he ran forward and saw the embarrassed man: "You are..."

Masao Tsushima looked back at the black-haired man who was still standing there, as if he had noticed a scary smile in his gaze.

This made him tremble and said quickly: "Some accident happened, let's leave this place quickly."

"Hey? But didn't you agree to eat here?"

"Do you think I can go in now? Accompany me to buy clothes first!"

After tidying themselves up, the two finally had a meal, and what they ate was ramen.A big bowl is not much for two people.

"I'm sorry, Issei, I asked you to eat ramen with me even though it was for you." Masaki Tsushima felt a little ashamed.

"The ramen is very good. This is the ramen restaurant we go to most often." Mori Kazunari looked a little absent-minded while eating the ramen.

Masaki Tsushima found out, and he withdrew his gaze from staring at him and began to eat big mouthfuls. After deliberating for a long time, he casually asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you nervous because you're going to be an exchange student?"

The hands holding the chopsticks tightened. Mori Kazunari was indeed nervous, but that wasn't the reason.

"That, general."

"Ok?"

"Do you believe that there are supernatural powers in the world?"

Masaki Tsushima's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully recalled whether he had revealed his secrets somewhere.After confirming that he didn't have it, he looked up at Mori Yicheng: "Did you read some comics again? I'm so fascinated, I recommend it."

Mori Kazunari: "Okay." It seems that I have to find a manga with supernatural powers to get over it.

Tsushima Masaoomi breathed a sigh of relief, no matter where Kazunari became suspicious, it is better not to know, so as not to be involved in such a messy world.

It's fine that the things he had hidden for ten years were picked up by the port mafia, and the people around him should not be involved because of this incident.

He didn't look at Mori Kazunari, and naturally he didn't notice the slightly unnatural expression on the other side.

After dinner, the two walked home.The ramen restaurant is not far from school and home. Naturally, it is fast by car, but there is no pressure on foot.The two who couldn't talk properly because they both had something to do during this period of time could talk about getting to know each other.

"How is the place where you work? Is the work going well?"

"Fortunately. Although it is quite heavy, I can learn a lot."

The current Tsushima Masaoomi has been able to cut open the wound with a scalpel to take out the bullet without changing his face, or directly stuff the injured person's internal organs back.

Thinking about it this way, I really learned a lot.

He smiled suddenly: "Suddenly felt that I could transfer to study medicine."

"Study medicine?" Sen Yicheng was surprised, and finally said: "If you really have that plan, you should transfer as soon as possible."

"Hey, hey, I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously."

"It's just thinking that since you are working in a clinic now, maybe it's really suitable for you, and it's good for you to really study medicine with this experience."

To publicize that he was treating patients and saving lives in the port mafia infirmary?It was a remarkable scene.

When Mori Yicheng set off, Tianjin Island General Chen and Zhongyuan Zhong also went on a business trip. They should have time to send someone off on the weekend, but they had to release Mori Yicheng's pigeons because of a mission.Kazun Mori sent a lot of text messages complaining, to the effect that after he came back, he would definitely beat Masaki Tsushima, who had a job and no friends, and Masaki Tsushima, who knew he was not angry, was relieved, so he naturally agreed. .

It was not only Tsushima Masaki who breathed a sigh of relief, but also Mori Kazunari who was stared at by two men in suits and sunglasses.Mori Kazunari didn't want his friends to see and get involved in such a scene.

Zhongyuan Zhong also closed his eyes and rested his mind, the blue and black under his eyes showed that he must have not slept well for a long time.Masaki Tsushima, wearing a golden mask, put away his mobile phone and sat obediently without saying a word.

They are going to Kyoto now, someone has robbed the goods of the mafia at their port, and going now is naturally for revenge.

"If you can defeat them all, then their lives will be at your disposal."

Nakahara Chuya's words gave General Tsushima a pause, and he understood the implication.

If he knocks down those people, then they still have a chance to survive.

The Central Plains also shot, then they can only die.

Clenching his fists tightly, Tsushima Masaoomi's heart was pounding.

The author has something to say:

One day, Masaki Tsushima in a suit and leather collar and Kazunari Mori in a suit and leather collar met by chance abroad.

Sen: There is a meeting at school that I want to attend.

Tsushima: Dr. Mori and I came to the seminar.