Are you Yokohama people like this?

Torisuzu Rei's brisk voice overwhelmed the noise at the school gate, and for a moment, everyone involuntarily cast their gazes in his direction, and then found the boy who was desperately hiding among the crowd with obviously weird movements. also.

The commotion of the students caught Chuya Nakahara's attention, but due to the limitation of the angle and height, he couldn't see what was happening behind the crowd clearly, he just vaguely heard a pronunciation similar to 'Asahina'.

Nakahara Chuya's posture subconsciously changed from leaning casually on the car to standing normally. He pulled off his collar a little, stared in that direction and waited for someone to come out automatically.

After waiting for a while, he still couldn't see the familiar figure squeezed out of the crowd. Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Looking for someone directly from the campus, he didn't want to let this group of high school students enjoy it like an ornamental animal.

Chuya, who never thought that he would be deliberately dodged by someone, waited patiently for another ten seconds. Now he was quite sure that the person behind a layer of crowd was Asahina Natoya, because he never A few classmates standing next to me got a clear answer in the whispered conversation.

It's just that he didn't expect this kid to be considered a famous figure in school, Zhong also thought to himself with a soft snort in his heart.

Central Plains is also here waiting for Tong Ye to come out on his own, while Tong Ye has a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Looking at Totsuka Reita who was laughing heartlessly like a fool in front of him, Tong Ye's fists were tightened and loosened by his side, and he repeated this back and forth about ten times, and finally he still gritted his teeth Anger suppressed back.

With one arm, he forcibly pressed Niao Shu Lingtai, who was taller than him, and said in a deep voice, "Remember this day, this is the moment when the love between us will disappear completely. What happened after that, even if I crawl, I will crawl back and drag you down together."

"Wait—??! What the hell happened at this moment?? Asahina, my ball, you explain what you said so that I can die like hell??!"

However, Tong Ye didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, because just now he heard Mr. Zhongyuan coughing impatiently and deliberately on the other side of the crowd.

Ruthlessly abandoning Reita Tosusu, who was still in shock, Tong also took the first step towards the school gate full of despair.

It's not that Tong doesn't want to escape, it's just that he knows very well the gap in abilities between himself and Zhongya Zhongyuan. It is possible to irritate the other party, and in the end the gain outweighs the loss.

It's better to go out obediently, and let Mr. Zhongyuan read his hands as gently as possible for the sake of the once lost comrade-in-arms.

It's just that at this time, I miss the Zhongye in the dream, not only buying snacks for myself, but also cooking for myself.It's not like the young man in front of him is still staring at him fiercely.

"It's slow, how long do you want me to wait here? Why don't you come out immediately after school?"

The red-haired young man frowned dissatisfied, as if he had done many times to pick up people from school, and reprimanded the black-haired young man in front of him in a quite natural tone.

Tong also opened his mouth, inexplicably feeling that there was such a small fingernail grievance, and he explained in a muffled voice: "I have to be on duty... Besides, who knew that Mr. Zhongyuan would come over."

Besides, driving such an eye-catching car and wearing such distinctive clothes, I'm afraid that others won't see that I'm a black person, isn't it?What are the school security guards doing? Did such a suspicious person stick around at the school gate? ?

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "You drove away Mafia's men, so naturally you should expect that other people will come to find you. Do you think I'm free? If the leader is not worried about sending someone Coming here will scare you, will I make a special trip to pick you up, little bastard?"

"I didn't ask you to come here..." Tong Ye muttered in a low voice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a fierce look, pointed to the car with his chin without saying a word, and signaled him to get in the car.

Things have become like this, even if you don't want to, you can only bite the bullet.

The car slowly drove away from the gate of the school, and the students who had been waiting and watching with curiosity also left one after another, talking and laughing and going home.

Sitting in the car, Tong Ye first pretended to be calm and watched the scenery outside the window for a while. After waiting for a while, the young man still didn't talk to him. The person sitting next to him.

He asked aloud: "Mr. Zhongyuan, did Chief Sen come to me for that game reward?"

The red-haired young man didn't look at him, his eyes still stopped outside the window, but he said a digression in a slightly flat tone: "You know the leader's surname is Sen, I don't seem to have mentioned it to you."

About the leader of Mafia at the port, Tong also learned almost all of it in his dreams, so he had to study it carefully. In the real world, he really shouldn't know that the leader of Mafia at the port was named Sen.

If the person in front of him was from Wu Zhen, Tong Ye might have said something about the dream directly, but since Mr. Zhong Yuan belongs to the Mafia faction in the port, even he has no prejudice against Tong Zhong Ye, but Subconsciously concealed the truth.

Furthermore, although there is no reason, Tong also always feels that he must not tell the Mafia leader at the port about this dream, although it is just a feeling.

After pondering for a moment, Tong also explained with a very natural smile: "Oh, you said this, I heard it from Dunjun, but I only know the surname but not the name."

"But what's the problem with this?" He pretended to be puzzled and asked back.

Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew his gaze from the window and glanced sideways at him, resting his hands on the back of his head: "It's nothing, just asking casually. But you, are you worried about asking this question, maybe you are afraid that the leader will tell you something?" Did you eat it?"

... You really don't have a clear understanding of what kind of special profession you are engaged in.

Tong Ye complained in his heart, with a shy face, he poked his finger nervously: "I'm just a little uneasy and want to talk to someone."

He paused, then grinned and rubbed against Zhongye Zhongye suddenly, "Mr. Zhongyuan, can you stand closer to me when we arrive later? I only know you over there. I'm more at ease next to you."

Zhong Yuan also turned to look at him with a strange expression, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Tong also hurriedly followed the trend, and said with a bit of obedience: "Think about our friendship in battle, we are comrades who have lived in a game world for so long!"

It’s okay not to mention it, but Nakahara Chuya’s brain started to hurt when he mentioned this game, he waved his hand quickly, as if recalling some unbearable past events, he made a stop gesture with some irritability:

"Don't mention this game, I've forgotten it, and you should forget it quickly."

However, when Tong Ye heard this, he became anxious immediately.

What if I forget? !

The barely called harmonious period between him and the young man belonged to this period of game time. If this memory is forgotten, wouldn’t the rest be the memory of how he played tricks to death in front of the young man? ? !

no!Never forget!

Tong Ye protested to Zhongya Zhongya with an extremely fierce attitude: "How can you just forget it?! Even in the game, I want to attack Mr. Zhongyuan all the time. Do you just put your memories in a corner like this!!"

Nakahara Chuya: "...it's not as serious as you said."

Tong also lowered his eyes pretending to be sad, with a lonely expression: "I know that time may be just a task for Mr. Zhongyuan, but it is the first time for me—"

"Ah!! I know, I know! I'll be with you at the head office!" Zhong Yuan couldn't bear it and interrupted him hastily.

Unable to bear the boy's sad expression any longer, Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his hair a little irritably, even though he knew that the boy was just pretending to be sad, but he just couldn't bear this man's attack.

What kind of curse is this? ? !

Nakahara Chuya felt the emotion called fear in Tong Ye for the first time.

The car stopped in front of the Mafia building at the port. Since it was not the first time he came here, Tong also didn't feel uncomfortable. He even had the leisure to compare the decoration five years ago with the current one when he walked through the corridor. Is there any difference.

Being led into the same room as in the dream, Tong Ye immediately fixed his eyes on Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye, guarding against this person breaking his appointment and running away halfway.

Although he knew that Zhongyuan Zhongya was also from the port of Mafia, perhaps the influence of the dream was greater than he imagined, and Tong also almost subconsciously developed a psychology of trust and dependence on this person.

Nakahara Zhong also stood aside helplessly, staring at Tong Ye with burning eyes, then turned his head and greeted Mori Ogai who was standing by the window in the house with a serious expression: "Boss, Asahina is here."

Tong also looked towards the window and saw a figure standing with the light behind him.

He was still wearing a white coat, but this time he didn't see the figure of the little loli next to this person.The man slowly walked from the window, the dim light faded, and a kind smile gradually appeared on the man's face.

"The relationship between Asahina-kun and Chuya-kun seems to be good. Sure enough, it is right to ask Chuya-kun to pick you up." The man said with a smile, as if joking, without mentioning the first wave of being kidnapped by the child. Those men who were also thrown back.

He walked to the desk, greeted Tong Ye with a smile, and pointed to the stool in front of the desk: "You don't have to be so restrained, you must be exhausted after being picked up in a hurry just after school, please sit down."

If it hadn't been for a little contact with this person in the dream, Tong Ye might have really been led away like this.

Tong didn't go to sit on the stool, but stood there with a smile, and said, "Don't bother, Mr. Mori came to me to ask about the game rewards, but I guess Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Akutagawa have almost everything I have told you all, so even if you ask me about other things, I may not be able to answer what you want to know."

Mori Ogai's expression didn't change when he heard the words, and he still smiled peacefully. He explained: "I have indeed heard the report from Zhongya-kun and the others about the reward, but it is not for this matter that I invited you here today. It's just that I want to ask Asahina-kun for some other curious things, it may take a little longer, why don't we sit down and talk slowly?" The man mentioned it again.

Tong also observed his expression quietly, hesitated for a moment, and sat down on the seat.

Mori Ogai poured him a glass of juice with a smile, and thoughtfully brought a box of snacks in front of Tong Ye, perfectly creating a relaxed and approachable atmosphere.

Tong Ye remained silent, but thought in his heart that he deserved to be the person who got into the position of leader, his aura could change easily, and once again he felt that if he hadn't met this person beforehand, he might have been deceived by this person's amiable appearance.

A person's impression of another person largely depends on the first side. As a high school student in the ordinary world, Mori Ogai also created a harmless and friendly image, so even if this person's The identity is the leader of the port Mafia, and the subsequent judgment will still be affected unconsciously.

But unfortunately, Tong Ye's first impression of Mori Ogai was not formed immediately, but in an unknown dream, and there Mori Ogai's image was based on a "adoptive father" He follows the route of a supernatural instructor, so Tong Ye will naturally not be confused by the blindfold in front of him.

However, you still have to eat.

Anyway, I'm not afraid that the inside will be poisoned or something. After all, if I really wanted to attack him, I would have done it when he entered the building.

Tong also immediately picked out a small biscuit that looked good from the snack box, tore open the package and gnawed on the seat.

Nakahara Chuya standing beside him: "..." I really don't know whether this person is defensive or not.

"What do you want to ask me?" Tong Ye asked while clutching a biscuit.

Mori Ogai said: "Asahina-kun... Is Asahina your last name?"

Tong Ye's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly. To be honest, he was a little confused about the meaning of this person's question.

Although Tong Ye usually lives a relaxed and simple life and doesn't take the initiative to think about some complicated things, he still has the brains he should have. For example, now, he doesn't believe that the leader didn't investigate his own situation before asking someone to bring him over. identity.

Maybe the current self in front of this person has been stripped naked from kindergarten to high school, and even the seven aunts and eight aunts are smoother than him.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Tong Ye replied, "That's right."

Mori Ogai asked again: "Didn't you change your surname before?"

Tong also looked at him silently, without answering.

Looking at the expressionless young man opposite, Mori Ogai smiled calmly and explained: "I'm sorry for asking you such a strange question, I think Asahina-kun is so smart that I should have guessed it, I did send someone to investigate a bit I took a look at you, and then found something noteworthy in it, I think it will be an important thing for Asahina-kun and for me to figure out this point."

Mori Ogai rested his elbows on the table, resting his chin lightly on his crossed hands.He looked deeply at the black-haired boy in front of him, and said in a low and slow voice:

"So, Asahina-kun, what's your answer?"