The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Liu Daozui's mind was spinning rapidly.

Addressed as "Your Highness", the status of the person wearing glasses (Ango) is obviously subordinate to Mori Kazuki. It is not known whether he is directly under the jurisdiction, but the person wearing glasses obviously will not take the initiative to ask him any unnecessary questions.

Called "Hehui", the bandaged one (Dazai) is an existence that associates with Mori and Hui on an equal footing. They are friends, but... I can only hear from his tone that they are quite complicated. Constantly changing the chaos...

Called "BOSS", the one who can go to heaven (Zhongye) should be the subordinate of Mori Hehui, and the relationship is quite close, and he can quickly come forward to defend him, but at the same time, the familiarity between the two is quite high, and he is easily exposed .

However, from the corner of the eye, he glanced at the silver-haired youth behind him.

Liudao Mu saw it, and Jono gestured to the man wearing glasses.

These two are a team.

Tiaoye already knew that he was not Mori Kazuki himself, so... the upper echelons of the organization behind this person who is honored as His Highness must also know.

Ah... No matter how I choose, I seem to be exposed?

In this case......

The blond-haired young man in the black windbreaker did not speak, his blue eyes swept across Hong Kong Hei behind Osamu Dazai and the Supernatural Secret Service behind Ango.

If you don't re-contract a person, let's give up this body for now.

...But it's so hard to part with it. It's rare to have such a good body. If Sen Hehui knew that he had once made his body an empty shell, he would never lend him his body again.

One of the three parties must be selected to follow.

Liudaoku suddenly felt that it was a good decision to just stay at home.

Why can't he think about going out?

No, this timing of going out doesn't seem to be of my own initiative.

It was decided by the silver-haired squinting eyes.

Just as he was thinking, Osamu Dazai walked over from the right, raised his hands, and placed them on Chuya and Rokudokuku respectively.

"Well, calm down, Chuya, we're discussing something big right now."

The dark light on the red-haired young man disappeared, and he slapped the bandaged young man's hand away.Liudaokuo swept the hand on his shoulder, but didn't take the initiative to slap it away, and took two steps to let it fall naturally.

"What's the big deal?" Nakaya turned around in disgust, faced Osamu Dazai, and glanced at the blond young man who had been silent just now.

Finally, he "tsk", "Why are you dressed like this?"

Compared with the black suit worn by Hong Kong and Hei, Liudao Mukuro's suit is more... matched with Nakaya's white shirt, black vest, long coat and collar.

Liudao Mu lightly tapped his feet, stomped his heels, his face

Maintaining the expression of 'I'm calm even when I'm surrounded by three parties', "It's nothing, just change the style."

It seems that Mori Hehui usually doesn't wear such clothes.

...If you don't wear it, what are you doing in the wardrobe!

"Hey——" Osamu Dazai let out a contrived sigh, "Sure enough, he is just a slug, and his brain is just like a slug."

He Hui Xinzi didn't even notice the substitution.

Zhong also raised his fist, with a ferocious expression, "Bastard mackerel, do you want to die?"

"Ah!" The black-haired young man took a small step back, shrunk his shoulders, and moved towards Liu Dao Mu, "I'm so scared, the little dwarf will use violence, He Hui, you have to protect me~"

Obviously stupefied by the nonsensical behavior of the two, the blond youth curled his lips:

"Ku..."

However, as soon as he started laughing, Liu Dao Mu was forced to silence.

The bandaged young man called "mackerel" by the young man in the hat closed his eyelids slightly, and there was no exaggerated expression on his face. He looked at Liu Dao Mukuo with his inorganic tea-brown eyes without any expression on his face.

What he said was neither the deliberately low tone at the beginning, nor the high tone of the quarrel with Zhongya just now.

He was calm, using his own voice, "You are the one, what are you doing in someone else's body?"

Liu Daoku was startled suddenly.

The instant change in aura brought about by the young man with the bandages finally wiped away his sense of disobedience.

Liu Dao Mu couldn't be more familiar with this feeling.

It's the smell of the mafia.

And this voice... where did I hear it?

"I really don't care about it. I didn't even investigate He Hui's interpersonal relationship, did I just 'seize the house'?"

Liudaoku: ...No, he gave it to me himself.

The young man in the hat beside him also heard something from the words of the bandaged young man. He looked at the blond-haired young man who did not reply, put away the anger that was provoked by Osamu Dazai at the beginning, turned his blue eyes, and looked at himself again boss.

"A headhunter from Miki Club?"

Liu Daoku gave a small snort, and he said, why is the boss of the KK Chamber of Commerce not thinking about applying for the job.

He probably knew why he was exposed.

But ah... You, a guy who doesn't even have a call note, really have a good relationship with Mori Hehui?

Osamu Dazai also guessed a bit of what Rokudo Mukuro was thinking, but he had no obligation to explain.

In fact, with Hehui's personality... it is really possible to write a beautiful resume and submit it to the recruitment website.

Furthermore, in He Hui's cell phone, the closer the person is, the less likely it is to have notes.

Those who will be marked with a reservation number are all because he doesn't want to

Remember the existence.

He Hui always remembers the phone number of the person who is close to him.

So from that unfamiliar "Hello" with a question, Rokudoko has been thoroughly exposed to Osamu Dazai.

Originally Osamu Dazai reckoned that Hehui might "enter the play" again, so he took out the "Sanki Club" to test it out.

After all, Osamu Dazai already knew that "Sanki Club" was a necessary backdrop for Hehui to enter the play after several appearances. (Even if it is a person with amnesia)

However, Liu Dao Mu didn't have the slightest interest in Miki Club.

Hey, the case was solved.

Since you're not in the show but you don't know me, who are you?

Osamu Dazai touched the blond-haired youth just now, but the body snatcher still hasn't disappeared, which shows that this is not a supernatural power.

Then...it can only be an illusionist who has the same origin as Hehui.

Here the three are suspicious of each other and fighting wits and courage.Over there, the Special Agents Division began to look at the sky, looking at the blue sky and the white clouds.

Originally, Anwu thought about whether to make a move. After all, they received the order to "accept the golden king", but the hounds who followed the new king stopped them, saying which side to go with, it was up to the new king to decide. We do not have the right to control the consciousness of the new king.

An Wu thought so too, and after working overtime in the office for so long, it would be nice to come out for a breath of fresh air after a long absence.

Ever since, Anwu, the social animal, was at the scene where the three confronted each other, and touched the fish openly and aboveboard.

......

In the end, the new king "chosen" Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, and the hound waved his hand, indicating that the secret service staff could go back, and made a speech to ensure that they would not be punished.

Feeling the last trace of conscience, Ango pointed to the new king who was held down by gravity by Chuya and handcuffed by Osamu Dazai with special handcuffs and asked: "Is there really no problem?"

Jono said that we don't need a conscience: "No problem."

......

Liu Daoku himself couldn't think of it.

The two people who bickered as soon as they met, and who were about to roll up their sleeves and start working, actually looked at each other and reached a consensus. The young man in the hat pushed back his knees, and the man in bandages took out a pair of inexplicable handcuffs and put them on him. copy.

The pair of handcuffs looked ordinary, but the moment they were handcuffed... as an illusionist, Rokudo Mukuro immediately felt that his spirit was "locked".

This time Liudao Mukuro was really surprised, his wide-eyed expression was caught by Osamu Dazai, and the bandaged young man was swinging another set of handcuffs, "We have suffered from illusionists before, so the KK Chamber of Commerce deliberately I contacted Mr. Rimbaud's supernatural ability and made this pair

Handcuffs for mesmers. "

"However, this pair of handcuffs is in the applicable stage. Only the KK Chamber of Commerce and our Hong Kong... Morihe Club are in use. Look at you...you can't escape."

Osamu Dazai took a small glance, seeing that the other party's attention was all on the person who snatched the house, and he didn't notice that his words were poor, so he sighed cautiously.

Almost slipped my tongue again.

Really, why did He Hui order: "China is not suitable for that side, you must keep your mouth shut, and you must never let Zhong also know that Morihe Club is the port mafia!"

Are you not the young master of Hong Kong black?

Even if it's not suitable for that side, what Chuya is doing now is not much different from the mafia.

"You don't understand this." The blond young man who took time to run to Tokyo and received him in a bar in Tokyo said: "Children's dreams are also very precious!"

"Child..." Osamu Dazai couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth when that annoying slug was actually called a child.

"When I knew that Santa Claus really didn't exist... On that day, my soul turned black and marked with an X, and turned into a villain."

"..."

"I lost my dream, my ideal self."

"..." Osamu Dazai took a sip of the wine silently, without speaking.

"But then I thought, my dream is gone, but the dreams of other kids can't go away!"

"...Is that why you developed Bibabu Express and let Liu and Mr. Rimbaud COS Santa Claus deliver gifts on Christmas Eve?"

—— There is even a story among the children in Yokohama: as long as you are a good child, Santa Claus will give you gifts.

"yes!"

Lying on the counter of a bar in Tokyo, Dazai fixed the bandage around his neck, "It has nothing to do with it."

The little dwarf doesn't believe in the existence of Santa Claus, does he?

"Chuya is only 13 years old and has his own soul."

"Then Kazuki, where is my soul?" Oda Saku said he was a child, eh!

After the desire to complain at the beginning passed, Osamu Dazai quickly accepted the "new setting" that He Hui said.

But the blond youth looked at him regretfully, and shook his head, "No, Dazai. You're dead already."

At the age of 20, the egg of the soul has long since turned into a butterfly and flew away!

"..." Osamu Dazai felt that this was a bit wrong.

He wants to refute:

I have eggs

For two.

......

"Moriwa Club?" After entering the five most conspicuous buildings in Yokohama, they walked through the lobby on the first floor, and they came to the basement floor.

The bandaged youth opened a secret door, Liu Dao Mu

Looking at the dark passage leading to the underground, he couldn't help but sneer.

No matter how glamorous and bright the surface is, it really turns out to be dirty and dark in essence.

Ridiculous mafia.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about Rokudoku's taunt at all, and pushed him into the underground torture room. The flickering lights cast shadows of different shades on his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"Well, it's adults' time next."

The black-haired young man stepped in, and by the way shut out the non-adult villains.

The dungeon door was rolled up, stopping the little dwarf from making noise.

Osamu Dazai looked at Rokudo Mukuro, whose mind was sealed and unable to escape.

"Let's do something, my lord."

The author has something to say: The Liudao Mukuro whose spirit is sealed:  …

go away!

The ring battle has been going on for a while, so I won’t be late (eating melon