Forced to become a black young master in Hong Kong, I just want to win the Nobel Prize

Although Mochizuki and Akashi haven't seen each other for a long time, it is impossible to talk to Akashi from the beginning to the end at the banquet, and Akashi Seijuro came to the banquet and there were people who wanted to talk, so they separated after chatting for a while.

Mochizuki looked at the banquet scene with rich clothes and shadows on the sideburns. Both men and women were exquisitely made up-it didn't look like they were easy to make friends with.

Mochizuki rubbed her chin and walked straight to the dining area.

Just as she took a small piece of chocolate cake and put it on the dinner plate, two girls who were only slightly older than her suddenly stopped her.

Even though Mochizuki bent down to take the cake with his back to them, Baiyan's 360° angle of view had already seen their approaching from behind.

The only advantage of being picked on by seniors in middle school in the past is that Mochizuki summed up the appearance and aura of a malicious person. After all, Mochizuki also has to consider the cultural differences between the two countries.

Obviously, these two strange girls had some intentions that good people would not come.

But Mochizuki didn't mean to avoid them at all, and continued her behavior with a fearless attitude.

Heh - I have a brother and you don't, this is the reason for my willfulness!

Dazai Mochizuki, at this moment, has no sense that he has been eroded by Dazai's sugar coating.

"Yeah—it's a new face. But, if you're holding a plate, it's better to keep your elbows a little more restrained." The girl named Ryoko gently covered her lips, as if reminding her in a friendly manner.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with these words, but it is impossible to be picky about a person you meet for the first time, which is not an act of kindness.

"Hmmm." Mochizuki said casually, "Thank you for reminding me."

Ryoko looked Mochizuki up and down in her eyes, and then chuckled lightly: "Sure enough, he's a newcomer—do you feel uncomfortable in such an occasion?"

She didn't seem to care about Mochizuki's indifference, or she didn't take Mochizuki's reaction seriously: "Which adult recommended you to attend this banquet?"

Mochizuki gave her a strange look, this place still needs a sponsor?

She thought for a while: "My brother."

"Brother—" Liangzi uttered these two words vaguely in a hoarse and ambiguous voice, revealing a certain charming meaning for no reason.

"The scenery you see when you jump on the high branches looks beautiful, right?" She fixed her eyes on Mochizuki, and a perfunctory smile flashed across her face, "You really have to be careful, in case you fall back again—then It tastes bad, doesn't it?"

"So the most important thing is to please the current people, right? Huh?" Ryoko raised his brows contemptuously, "It's like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood and never letting it go, otherwise the end will be the pain of suffocation and death. .”

"But before that, it's better to recognize your identity and not to think about anything." The words seemed to have a point, and there was a kind of aloofness that pointed out.

full moon:"…………"

"What about me and Nissan—" She glanced at Ryoko calmly and indifferently, her high-heeled feet shifted their center of gravity between left and right, she forked off the tip of the cake, but she didn't put it in her mouth, but put it on the dinner plate Turning the fork up, "——this is none of your business."

"And even if we live our own lives in the end, I will still be me after leaving Nissan, and I will still be Mochizuki. My personality is very sound, and I don't need to depend on anyone to live. It's really strange for you to say that."

In the hidden place among the crowd, Yin's footsteps paused.

Mochizuki thought about her words, and felt that she didn't have the strength to fight back.

So she said bluntly: "I'm used to living the life of ordinary people, so it doesn't matter if I go back to normal. Only people like Miss, because my life so far has been built with the cornerstone of 'luxury' , has been completely assimilated by fame and fortune, so I am worried about 'whereabouts'."

Liangzi got angry immediately when he heard the words, and reprimanded with a straight face: "Is this the way to speak to seniors? Let me teach you, you can't speak to seniors in this tone!"

"... Tsk." Hearing that annoying "Senior", Mochizuki showed an impatient expression.

——Don’t bother people if you’re afraid of being scolded.

And in this scene, what kind of senior is she?Is she good at external differential calculus, or is she a master of biochemistry?

affect appetite.

Putting down the dinner plate in his hand and propping his hands on the table, Mochizuki leaned his waist lightly on the edge of the table and turned his head away, not wanting to talk.

Dazai Mochizuki's gesture of not paying attention to their words successfully ignited Ryoko's anger, and even the smiling Tiger Ayako beside her frowned.

But it was obvious that Mochizuki didn't want to pay attention to them, and didn't need to deal with them personally.

Yin, who has been wandering around Mochizuki all this time, never getting close or far away, has quickly appeared beside Mochizuki.In order to ensure Miss Mochizuki's safety and take care of her sense of freedom, this ninja-like stealth technique has been practiced perfectly.

The girl with a beautiful face had stern eyebrows, and Ryoko and Ryoko subconsciously did not dare to underestimate her.They didn't know that the chilling aura that restrained them came from Sen Leng who had actually seen blood.

"Stand back, the bold person who spoke rudely to Ms. Mochizuki!" Yin didn't care what their identities were, and resolutely and forcefully told them to leave.

Liangzi felt that her status had been insulted, but she was terrified under Yin's murderous stare, so she scolded Yin with a trembling voice: "You, do you know who I am?! I am The big Shimadzu family..."

"No matter what your identity is," Silver interrupted her, "if you make Ms. Mochizuki unhappy, then the unpleasantness will be doubled." If you are attacked, you will be doubled. This is the second iron law of the port mafia. Silver's words are very port mafia style.

"No one can offend Miss Mochizuki on the land of Yokohama." Silver declared coldly.

Yin's words instantly aroused the fear of the port mafia among the people in this land.

Ryoko tightened her skirt, and the loss of strength caused by panic made her subconsciously want to lean on Ayako's shoulder, but Ayako stood a few centimeters away silently at some point, and Ryoko had to change her foot to stand firm.

"I, I just chatted with her casually..." Liangzi was so terrified that he didn't even dare to report to his family, for fear of bringing disaster to the family.

Before she finished speaking, she hurriedly pulled Ayako with an ugly expression and turned away.

It is worth mentioning that Ayako tried to get rid of Ryoko's hand, but Ryoko clung to her hand tightly in fear and she couldn't break free, and the panicked Ryoko obviously didn't notice Ayako's small movements.

Dazai Mochizuki felt extremely comfortable.

It feels so good to have an older brother, and when I encountered such a strange thing, someone helped to get rid of it——Miss Yin is really capable, and I asked Nissan if it was time for Miss Yin to raise her salary.

But before that—

"Does her family have a business that depends on Nissan's company?" Mochizuki finally ate the cake on the fork into his mouth, "Well, there are a lot of strange people in the world, so it's okay to give a verbal lesson so that people don't dare to come back again." That's almost enough."

Mochizuki was not in a hurry to use a fork to cut off the next piece of cake: "—I always feel that you are thinking about something terrible." She seemed to drop this sentence casually, then turned her head and went to the dining area Continue to patrol for foods of interest.

Gin was thinking about the possibility that this lady would disappear after telling Mr. Dazai: "..."

Miss Mochizuki's face is so natural, she really can't tell if Miss Mochizuki has found out—has she found out that the company that BOSS talks about is the port mafia...

The sound of the door attracted everyone's attention——

The new man is not tall, but his momentum is really strong. His rich orange hair is like the last touch of romance left in the sky before the sunset. His blue eyes are as bright as jewels, and there seems to be no dirt dirty his eyes.However, in his suit and top hat, which is easy to move, it doesn't look like he should appear at such a banquet.

Wolfgang, who was the host of the banquet, had already bowed to greet the visitor, but the newcomer frowned, looking very impatient.But even though he seemed very impatient to respond to Wolfgang's flattery, this man who seemed to have a bad temper didn't say anything embarrassing, and barely dealt with it sentence by sentence.

He glanced coldly at the culprit who lured him here in a certain gap, and the inappropriate clothes for the current occasion also proved that he just entered this place by mistake.

Obviously, Wolfgang hopes to use the arrival of Hong Kong gangster cadres to create rumors that he is close to Hong Kong gangsters.

Why did the Central Plains cadres come here?Yin subconsciously thought in his heart.

But she remembered that the BOSS ordered to conceal all identities about the port mafia from Ms. Mochizuki, so she quickly withdrew her gaze, looked at Zhongyuan Zhongya without a trace, and lowered her sense of existence at a glance to avoid being discovered by the Central Plains cadres.

However, life doesn't always go as expected.

Accidents always come unexpectedly.

Gin turned her back to Chuya Nakahara, but the moment she turned around, she realized that Miss Mochizuki was passing her.

Yin looked back in surprise, but only had time to see Miss Mochizuki walking straight forward in a hurry, pushing aside the crowd blocking the way.

That's it, Dazai Mochizuki stopped him before he really left when he walked around the venue briefly in Chuya Nakahara and then walked back.

"Mr. Chuya—"

Hearing someone calling his name, Zhong Yuan Zhong also casually turned his head and looked over, but inadvertently fell into a pair of eyes full of his own figure.

The white eyes are like a mirror made of precious stones, and the clear mirror honestly reflects the scenery in front of him.

But at this moment, those eyes are full of his figure, and everything else seems to be shrunk down to one thousandth of its original size.

It looked as if he was the only one left in the world in the eyes of that person, and everything else was reduced to a foil for him alone.

When he stopped, Mochizuki called his name again: "Mr. Chuya!"

Under those gazes, Nakahara Chuya's heart suddenly suffocated, and then a smear of red uncontrollably floated on his face.

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Osamu Dazai (smiling face): "Wait... a foil?"

Mochizuki (hasn't recovered): "Hmm, eh?... um"

Osamu Dazai: "..." He was so angry that he couldn't keep smiling.

"Chuya, as the leader, I think it's time for you to work overtime/travel/outside."

Nakahara didn't want to talk to the blue mackerel either, and wanted to punch him hard in the stomach.