I'm such a big son

"This 'Drunk Boat' started to emerge in October last year, and it didn't take long to become one of the most famous killers in Yokohama. Last month, it was entrusted by Takasekai and PortMafia at the same time. The asking price is very high and the degree of completion is high. It is also very high, with impeccable means and worthy of development."

The cadre in charge of intelligence has an honest and honest face, and no one can guess his occupation in terms of appearance.

Behind him was a girl in a red furisode kimono with low eyebrows, her long orange hair was tied into a newly made bun, and she hadn't put on a comb and seasonal flower hairpin yet.

"Unknowingly, little Hongye has also grown into a big girl. It seems that I am really old."

The old man smiled and patted the armrest of the seat to point out something, and the people below were silent.

Realizing that his own aging has made the leader moody, the last person who agreed to flatter him has already been poured into a concrete pile and thrown into Tokyo Bay. No one wants to feel uncomfortable.

"Why don't you let Xiao Hongye try it? Such a beauty will be wasted if you don't make good use of it. Will the golden Yaksha make that mysterious killer stop and miss it... I am really looking forward to it."

Momiji Ozaki Momiji lowered his head and accepted the task from the leader.

……

"Don't worry too much. The report shows that 'Drunken Boat' doesn't attack women and children. As long as it doesn't actively attack you, you are safe."

Leaving the leader's room, the man softened his expression to comfort the trembling girl.

"It is disgusting to drag a good man who is in the light into the darkness, but 'Drunken Boat' is not a guy who walks in the sun, and now he is being chased by the 'Silver Wolf'. PortMafia is offering an olive branch at this time , as long as you are not a lunatic, you will gladly accept it. All you need to do is hurry up and find the 'Drunk Boat' before other organizations make a move, so relax."

He gently smoothed Hongye's hair, she blushed and nodded slightly: "Yes, senior."

"Go, all the useful information has been sent to your room, take care of yourself, don't forget to send a message for help if you have any difficulties."

The man's eyes lingered on her red and delicate face for a moment before trying to control himself to look away. Hongye lowered her head, and the long and white lines of her neck revealed a subtle and seductive sexiness: "Senior, there is a gift, I want it no matter what." Please accept..."

She took out a small box from Furisode's wide sleeve pouch and handed it over.

The man subconsciously reached out to take it, and when he opened it, his expression was a bit bitter in surprise: "Hongye...why are you doing this?"

A delicate lacquer box wrapped in washi paper holds a heart-shaped brown candy.

It should be chocolate, a Western flavor that has suddenly become popular in recent years. Young ladies always like to use this imported product to express their feelings on certain days-the dense sweetness that emerges from the bitterness, which is indeed the taste of love.

He closed the box and pushed the thing back in front of her: "If the leader finds out, you will inevitably be punished. Entering the prison of PortMafia means losing control over the body, why not try to accept the person appointed by the leader? Red leaves are so beautiful, even a hard-hearted person would not be willing to treat them harshly, you..."

"But none of those people is what I want."

There was youthful expectation, hope, and love in her eyes.

"You are my predecessor. You taught me and protected me. All I can repay you are respect, admiration, loyalty, and my love."

"I can't decide where my body belongs, but I can decide where my heart belongs."

She is like all girls who are in love, her bright eyes are full of stars.

The older man hesitated, Hongye stretched out her hand and pushed the box containing chocolates in front of him, with a sweet voice: "Why don't you try it... This is my heart."

Who can refuse such a warm and sincere love?

The man took a bite of the brown heart, and suddenly laughed: "This is too sweet..."

"I want senior to feel sweet in my mouth and in my heart when I think of it."

She winked at him mischievously, took a few steps forward and whispered in his ear: "Senior, if, I mean, if the leader gets the 'drunk boat', do you think he will let him go?" past me?"

"I want to be with my seniors, not just as a subordinate or a partner, but a kind of togetherness that gets along day and night and enjoys the epiphyllum together."

The man frowned, epiphyllum is not a good omen, a moment of youthful beauty, and then fell into mud.

But he will not spoil her interest at this time: "Then try it, if the 'Drunken Boat' is really as powerful as the legends say."

The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant he is. Even if he finally chooses to enter PortMafia, the leader will have to spend a lot of effort to achieve the desired effect. Maybe there will be some chance in the middle.

The position of the leader is meaningless to him. To him, the work of PortMafia is nothing more than a means of supporting his family, but the BOSS doesn't seem to think so.

With the support of her lover, Hongye walks a bit more briskly, with a little girlish delicacy on her face.She trotted forward a few steps, then backed away with her hands behind her back, and looked at the man beside her with a sideways smile: "Then I'll go now, and when I get back, I'll apply to the leader if I have the opportunity? I want to be the only senior of……"

"I'll go. It's only appropriate for a man to do this kind of thing."

He helped her put the broken hair back into the bun, pinched her chin, lowered his head and gently pecked her forehead.

"The task is not important, you are the most important, take care of yourself and don't worry me."

"understood!"

There is even a sweet taste in the voice.

……

Miss Rimbaud didn't know that she would soon have an extra "confidante".

Right now, she is having a headache from Fukuzawa Yukichi's overly serious "chasing and killing".

Mori Ogai is really right, the pursuit of the "Silver Wolf" is the pursuit in the true sense, and if you are not careful, you will die under the opponent's sword... Maybe there is more seriousness in this kind of seriousness than her before. There was an element of deliberate provocation in it. Anyway, Rimbaud himself had to wonder in his heart whether the swordsman was acting or if he really wanted to take his head to the police station to receive a reward.

"Tsk, it's really chasing after him, and his ghost is lingering."

She has been on the run for four days, and she still has the previous "trophies" with her.

The orange-haired boy Zhong Yuanzhong was also locked in the supernatural power space by her. Apart from sneaking in some food and water and letting him go out to solve his personal problems, Rimbaud didn't care about him at all, and he didn't care about him.

Why not give the child to Mori Ogai to take care of him?

Because his value is too high to carry out an equivalent exchange, it is hard to guarantee that the unscrupulous doctor will not be able to resist doing something to him.

This kid has a straightforward and simple personality. If he falls into the ditch, he will basically be unable to get out. Rimbaud is not willing.

"There are still 20 days left, and you will be free. After that, you can go wherever you want."

She handed the big loaf of bread to the little boy who shrank into the corner, took a bite of the small one herself,

"Let you go out now, even if the 'Silver Wolf' lets you go, those criminal organizations who are staring at me will not let you go. Either you will be reduced to a knife without self, or you will be destroyed. Do you want to live or die? "

This is the subspace created by Rimbaud's special ability "color painting collection". It is not bound by the laws of physics and is completely separated from the outside world. When he is tired from running, Rimbaud will hide in and rest, and return to the hiding place to prepare Start a new round of "being hunted down".

Zhongyuan Zhong also stayed in the small black house for four days. He couldn't fight and fight, and he couldn't run away.Although he can see the outside world through the perspective of Miss Rimbaud, the fact that his partners gave him away so easily before has hit the boy hard enough.

Today Tuesday and tomorrow Wednesday are the days when Rimbaud and the "sheep" boys agreed to trade with smuggled spirits.Even if Fukuzawa Yukichi is still chasing after her, the woman still has no plans to renege on her promise.

Because it was Chuya, she couldn't bear to let this child show a shameful expression.

——It's one thing to be betrayed by a partner, but another thing to be deemed worthless.

She didn't want him to have this misunderstanding.

"...I don't want to die."

The boy stared at the French bread stick that could be used as a weapon in his hand for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse, maybe it was frustration, maybe it was just because he had reached the period of voice change.

"Don't do that group of children... Forget it, it doesn't look like you'll do anything to them."

He watched it for a long time, and then he stretched out his hand and used his supernatural ability to break the French stick, gesticulating and not knowing where to start.

Rimbaud resisted the idea of ​​laughing at him, got up and went to the other side of the space, found a plastic children's bowl with a frog pattern and threw it to him, and took out a large box of milk and put it in front of the boy.

"Soak it soft and eat it with a dip."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped breaking the baguette, with a strange expression on his face: "What do you think of me! Why is there a frog drawn in the bowl? It's so ugly!"

"?"

Rimbaud blinked his eyes, showing a bewildered expression like a small animal, as if saying "You obviously like it very much".

The orange-haired boy's face instantly flushed red: "I'm not a child!"

"oh oh……"

She got up awkwardly, walked over to sit on the floor, unscrewed the lid of the milk, and poured the liquid into a bowl.The white milk quickly covered the big-mouthed frog smiling brightly at the bottom of the bowl, and the woman put down the milk carton only after she made sure the frog was out of sight.

"It's gone."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Are you kidding me?If I can't beat you, I have to lift the table to show you!

"Hurry up, I'm going out soon, it's time for work."

Re-feeding one's own cubs is a pleasant thing, even the one being fed can't figure out how he was attracted by this strange woman... Nothing can stop Rimbaud from trying to restore his life The original look of determination.

look!Such a big goose was finally found!

She glanced at the orange-haired boy again with satisfaction, and turned to leave the pale golden palace after making sure there was nothing wrong.