The world is restarting

An abandoned factory on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Fushimi leaned lazily on the chair, staring at the live broadcast on the mobile phone, his voice listless and passive.

"You have already cleared up the situation. If you have any requirements, just ask."

Sitting opposite was a teenager who looked to be only in his teens, with a delicate face and a submissive expression, he shrank back a little uneasily when he was stabbed by the cold aura he released.

Before he had time to speak, a boy with short yellow hair next to him took the conversation angrily and slapped the desk in front of him, "Why do we help the disgusting mafia?!"

The old desk that was moved from nowhere was shaken for a while, and it made a "creaking" sound when it was overwhelmed, as if it was about to disintegrate into a pile of raw materials in the next moment.

Fushimi Saruhiko put down his phone, raised his eyes and glanced, and "Is there something wrong with your brain" was written on his face almost brightly.

"When did I say I was a mafia?"

The yellow-haired boy "Huh?"

"Clap."

An exquisite document with a black leather cover was thrown on the dirty table without any distress, and it was slid by Yu Li to a stop just in front of the people opposite.

"Sceter4, the fourth branch of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Division, call it whatever you want. Tsk, it's disgusting to say that... I'm a civil servant."

Yellow-haired boy "???"

He picked up the ID card and flipped it left and right in a daze, looking at his expression, he even seemed to want to show his teeth and bite it, but fortunately, his companion stopped him in time.

"...Dog, what he said is true."

Daocheng Dog continued to raise his head in bewilderment, "Huh?"

"The Fourth Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Division, referred to as sceter4, is indeed an official organization under the Japanese government department—it is also the private army of the fourth king, Reji Munakata."

"..." Daocheng dog didn't understand what the fourth king was, but he finally understood that the guy in front of him with a sarcastic face who looked more like a gangster than him actually belonged to the official power... The current official organization is so incompetent Pick someone?Then when they need to mix in in the future, don't they even need to disguise themselves?

He shook his head to get rid of these messy thoughts, then reached out and pointed aggressively at another person standing next to Fushimi, "What about this guy? This is a member of the tenth generation of Pengelie's family, right? Why would he Come with you?!"

"Eh?" Takeshi Yamamoto pointed at himself along his fingertips, "Hahaha dog, what are you talking about, am I not an ordinary middle school student?"

"Huh? Don't try to lie to me, you are obviously Pengo Lie... Wait, don't call me a dog! I don't know you well!!"

Takeshi Yamamoto is as good as he goes "Oh, ok, so what's your name?"

The yellow-haired boy who was rarely asked his name froze in anger, and subconsciously replied, "Uh...my name is Daocheng Dog."

"Okay, Inu, my name is Takeshi Yamamoto."

"I said don't call me 'dog', I'm not familiar with you mafia! Not familiar! Did you hear that?"

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? Didn't I also say that I'm just an ordinary middle school student? By the way, the school is in Bingsheng."

"No one asked what school you went to!"

"..."

"..."

The blue-haired boy sitting on the chair looked around blankly, listening to this excellent comic performance, wondering whether he should applaud or not.

Kakimoto Chikuchi: "Dog, stop."

Fushimi Saru Hiko turned his head as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him, "...that's enough."

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't know if it was intentional, but he really stopped when he heard the words, and touched his head with a very hearty smile, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Fushimi "And you, have you seen enough?"

He raised his head lazily, and looked straight at the person opposite. He was clearly talking to him, but his tone seemed to be subtly pointing at someone else.The others were slightly taken aback, and followed suit.

Suddenly, the blue-haired boy, who was bathed in the eyes of everyone who didn't understand the meaning, opened his eyes wide, and retreated a little timidly, "What? That, Mr. Civil Servant, what are you talking about?"

Fushimi: "Tsk, I told you that this name is disgusting... Rokudokuku."

"Eh? But, but, that, I think... I think it's very interesting kufufufu"

The hoarse low laugh rose together with the purple mist, like a quill brushing over people's mind intentionally or unintentionally.The body of the blue-haired boy was completely covered by the purple mist, and his light and thin voice changed accordingly. Impurities were washed away by the clear flowing spring and then rolled in the magnetic powder, with a touch of natural elegance in his elegance. Contemptuous, if there are girls at the scene, Su De will probably scream on the spot.

It's a pity that there are no girls now, and all the teenagers with nerves straighter than steel are poking around, and no one appreciates his performance.

The mist dissipated, and a young man with exquisite and elegant eyebrows that exuded an inexplicable evil spirit appeared on the spot.

Fushimi Saru Hiko looked over indifferently, and said concisely, "Your conditions."

"kufufufu...why should I help the disgusting mafia?" Liudao Mukui asked back, his tone and words were exactly the same as Shimashi Dog a few minutes ago.

Takeshi Yamamoto: "Eh? But we're not the Mafia."

Fushimi "..."

So you guys have another round, right?

"Do members of the Vongola tenth generation family still want to continue to deny it? Although you grew up in a peaceful environment, you still have the dirty blood of the mafia, Takeshi Yamamoto."

"Eh? Mukuro, you know my name."

"kufufu... I don't know you well, don't call me Kufu."

"Oh, okay, so what's your name?"

"..."

"..."

Daocheng dog turned his head blankly and asked Kakimoto next to him, "Qianzhong, why does this conversation sound familiar to me?"

Kakimoto thousand species "..."

Of course it sounds familiar, you said it a few minutes ago.

Several people in Liudao Kaifang looked at Takeshi Yamamoto with subtle eyes. The young man in front of him smiled brightly, and his tone was clear and sincere. It was impossible to tell whether he did it on purpose.

"I'm really just an ordinary junior high school student. The school is at the same time. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look."

"..."

Do you think I don't know that Bingsheng is your Pengelie territory?

Can I still run after I go? ?

Liu Daokuo supported his chin with one hand, his posture was elegant and undisciplined, and was outlined by the moonlight coming in from the window into a silent silhouette like a marble sculpture.

It seemed that he hadn't heard anything for a long time. After sending the message to his subordinates, Fushimi finally raised his head, glanced over boredly, and took off the earphones from his ears.

"Are you finished?"

The corner of the mouth of the person opposite him twitched, "... Fushimi-kun, what are you doing?"

"I'm happy to see your comics, and leave room for you to play."

"Kufufu... Fushimi-kun, has anyone ever told you that you are a sarcastic person?"

"There are many, which one do you ask?"

"...So are you sceter4 serious? Sending you to negotiate?"

Fushimi Saruhiko quickly tapped the phone a few times with his fingertips, and finally ended the mutual probing (injury) before the negotiation impatiently, and said simply and neatly, "The information of Shimajo Inu and Kakimoto Chizo from From now on, it will be taken over by sceter4, and other foreign organizations have no right to restrict their actions, in exchange, you will go to the hospital with me now."

His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the person in front of him with an unclear expression for a while, unexpectedly, Liu Dao Mu didn't say anything in response to his almost commanding tone just now, but smiled slowly.

"Kufufufu...Although I probably know what you want to do, are you really relieved to let me go? Now the hospital is trapped among the group of people in the game, but there is Vongola's Judaimu."

His slender arms rested gracefully on the armrests, and his graceful lips curled up in a sarcasm. He looked at the person in front of him leisurely, "This is a great opportunity, and I can easily capture the body of the tenth generation of Pengelie, you guys Are you really relieved?"

"About this..." Fushimi Saru Hiko finally raised his head to look at him, his expression could even be said to be calm, as if the notorious illusionist in the mafia world in front of him proposed something as simple as treating him to a meal after work Same requirement.

"About this, you can do whatever you want."

When I came out of the old warehouse, it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

Stars all over the sky hang down in the night, converging into a river of stars flowing down the vast wilderness ahead.Different from the gloomy and ominous red moon in the game, this night in the real world is a good weather where you can see the stars and the moon.

Takeshi Yamamoto politely walked to the door of the warehouse, patted the ashes on his palms, stretched his waist in the night wind in a daze, moved his hands behind his head, and then slowly followed Fushimi to the main road direction to go.

"This is Agang's Kirishou, it feels like a character that is not easy to get along with."

Fushimi in front ignored him. The black-haired boy was explaining something to his subordinates with his earphones on. It seemed that he was very busy with business.

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't mind either, he leisurely looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky, and recalled to himself the battle at the Opera House that he saw on Fushimi's phone just now.

"...Ah Gang seems to be getting stronger and stronger." The young man's voice was as light as a gossamer, and it was rare that there was no usual hearty smile, and it was dissipated in the night by the wind.

At the intersection ahead, a black suv parked quietly in the night, it was the vehicle sent by sceter4 to pick them up.

The driver of the car was from the intelligence team, so he didn't know what they were going to do, only that they were going to meet an extremely dangerous element.After watching the two leave, the driver waited in the car for a long time in fear, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that they came back intact, and hurried out to open the door for his boss.

He had already learned that Fushimi Saru Hiko didn't like to get too close to people, so Takeshi Yamamoto consciously went to the co-pilot and left the back seat to Fushimi.

Until the car door was closed, the driver started the engine, and the car drove smoothly onto the road. Takeshi Yamamoto was lying by the window and stared at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, dazed. Finally, a cold voice came from behind him, as if he had been pulled out of his busy schedule. succinct inquiry.

"Send you back to Mihua Building?"

After the incident broke out, sceter4 directly skipped the process and took over the Mihua Building, which was originally a municipal building.Because they had to watch the progress of everyone in the game through the monitoring of the main control room, Peng Gelie and his party who came to Tokyo simply stayed in the building.

Staring blankly at the zelkova forest that was constantly being left behind by the speeding cars outside the car window, Takeshi Yamamoto remained silent for a long time before asking abruptly, "Fushimi, I heard that there is a dojo inside the sceter4's residence, right? "

"Ok?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko finally raised his head.

Hearing the meaning behind his words, even the driver beside him who was driving seriously couldn't help but glance sideways.

The boy with short black hair was pressing his forehead against the glass, only giving them the back of his head. It was impossible to judge his mood from his expression, only his tone of voice was as calm as ever.

"I always feel that if I don't work hard, I will be thrown off by Ah Gang. If the enemies he encounters in the future are all at this level, I can't help him at all now. If he wants to protect me instead, I will This guardian has failed too..."

"I still can't find a way to communicate with the inside of the game. It's just a waste of time to stay there and worry. So, Fushimi, can you borrow the dojo inside your sceter4? The knife is no longer needed. I will use Shiyujin brought it over."

After a long silence, Fushimi Saruhiko's cold voice came from behind the car.

"You really talk to yourself."

"Ah, thank you." Takeshi Yamamoto touched the back of his head with a smile, turned around and thanked, "Because I was worried about a fight, I put Shiyu Jinshi in the trunk, so we don't need to go back to Mihua Building, let's go directly to sceter4. "

driver"???"

The driver was in a daze for a while, and there was no sound behind him for a long time. He didn't know whether he agreed or not according to the thought of his third-in-command, His Excellency.Seeing the people next to him looking over with a smile, he said heartily, "I'm sorry for your trouble", the driver was heartbroken and turned the steering wheel to switch routes. He was finally relieved after confirming that there was no protest sound from behind him for a long time.

At the same time, the driver unconsciously glanced at the young man beside him with admiring eyes.

Fushimi-kun's words sounded like a sarcasm no matter how they sounded, why can you understand that he agreed?

Boy, are you interested in opening a training class?My colleagues and I really want to have this skill!

He had just been distracted for a while, when a loud shout of "Stop!" suddenly popped up in the quiet car, the driver's hands trembled, and he subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

The car that was moving forward suddenly stopped suddenly, and the people in the car were driven forward by the same inertia.Fortunately, all three of them fastened their seat belts in compliance with the rules, otherwise there would be a traffic tragedy immediately.

Fushimi Saruhiko pulled off the earphones, coldly raised his head and stared at the person who uttered the ghostly shout, "What's wrong?"

The black-haired boy in the passenger seat "clicked" and pulled off his seat belt, leaned on the glass window next to him and looked out for a while, before turning around in confusion.

"I just saw an ox cart."

The other two were startled when they heard the words, and subconsciously looked out the window.

Takeshi Yamamoto "It's gone now, I just saw it, driving slowly over there."

The driver tried his best to poke his head out following the direction of his finger, but saw nothing except the empty night scene.

Driver "Well, did I drive past?"

Takeshi Yamamoto: "No, that bullock cart disappeared into the air as it walked forward."

He seemed to be telling a ghost story. As soon as he said this, the driver next to him shivered immediately.

"Hahaha, maybe I read it wrong."

In the back seat.

Fushimi stared at the boy in front of him rubbing his head and laughing heartily for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said to the driver, "Go to the hospital first."

"what?"

"What you just saw," he looked at Takeshi Yamamoto who was a little confused again, "recall it again, remember it clearly in your mind, and don't forget it."