How I was forced to be the villain

"Well, Mr. Furuya..." Yuya Kazama called softly, "They have already left."

Amuro Toru, who was sitting across from him, slowly raised his head, revealing his face covered by the lowered peaked cap.

After coming to Yokohama this time, Toru Amuro did not leave. He still had to count the industries affected by the organization in the leading war, and clean up the unfavorable evidence left by some organizations when they cooperated with other forces.Toru Amuro came here for the evidence, but unfortunately, many of the evidence was cleared up by Hong Kong gangsters.

Before returning to Tokyo, Toru Amuro wanted to hand over some scattered information to his subordinate, Yuya Kazama. At the meeting point, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, so the two followed.

"Mr. Furutani, are you okay?" Yuya Kazama looked at Toru Amuro worriedly.Although there is only a screen between the two tables, the two tables are not close to each other, and the voice next door is not too loud, so Kazama Yuya only vaguely heard "Women's clothing...published... " and other words that cannot be connected into sentences at all.

When the young man on the opposite side suddenly choked on water, Yuya Kazama thought he had heard some terrible news, but Mr. Furutani just changed his face and didn't speak for a long time.

Toru Amuro: "It's okay."

Yuya Kazama: "So is there anything I can do?"

Toru Amuro didn't hear any important information at all, and it sounded like an ordinary conversation between a writer and an editor.

People in the organization have different identities in the watch world, and according to clues, they even extended their hands to the political world.In this way, it is not surprising that a certain writer is controlled.Their power penetrated into every corner, enveloping the country like a dense net.

The closer you get to the depths of the organization, the more frightened you are by this behemoth.Anything related to the organization would make Toru Amuro feel as heavy as being weighed down by a heavy object.

Not this time.

How could anyone feel heavy in this situation...

Thinking of what he heard just now, Toru Amuro always felt that the person sitting behind him just now was not the same person as the one he had contacted before.

Because he doesn't care much about the literary world, Toru Amuro doesn't know the writer next door, but it is a clue to reveal the identity of that person anyway, and he will not give up.

Toru Amuro pondered for a while, and told Yuya Kazami: "Recently, pay more attention to the changes in the literary world, and look up...foreigners named Rantang."

"I see."

After leaving the coffee shop, Jing Yeyan returned to the Ganghei Building.

Sitting in the office, Kyono Yan was writing down thoughts that came up by chance on paper, sorting out his thoughts, while talking on the phone with Oda Sakunosuke.

"But I don't know if I can finish it yet." Oda Sakunosuke's voice came along with the gunshots.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Cang Gui admires you very much, so he is willing to wait."

"yes."

"Of course, Mr. Oda is very talented, Mr. Canggui has praised you so much."

Putting down the pen, Jing Yeyan picked up the paper, and after confirming it, he took out a lighter from the drawer.

The flames climbed up from the bottom, and when there was still a corner left, Jing Yeyan let go of his hand, and the piece of paper fell to the ground with sparks.

"Mr. Kyano?" Kinoshita reminded standing at the door.

"Ah, I'm going to see Mr. Mori, let's talk next time." Jing Yeyan said softly.

Hanging up the phone, Kyono Yan went to the top floor, and when he was almost at the door, he happened to meet Ozaki Koyo and Nakahara Nakaya coming out together.

Seeing Kyono Yan, Nakahara Nakaya walked two steps quickly and came to him, "Are you busy recently?"

"Fortunately," Jing Yeyan looked at Nakahara Chuya from head to toe, and sighed, "Chuya looks very happy."

Great changes have taken place in Nakahara Chuya, at least Kyono Yan thinks so.There is light in his eyes, he is confident and flamboyant, but he is more stable and looks very reliable.

Jing Yeyan's heart moved, and he took a step forward, "Zhongye, you..."

[Candidates are asked to exercise restraint, I am sorry to remind you, do you know what the consequences of saying this sentence here are? ]

Kyono paused, then continued naturally: "Your choker is pretty nice, where did you buy it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also touched the choker on his neck and took it off directly, "Do you want it?"

Unexpectedly, he would have such a reaction, Jing Yeyan slowly blinked his eyes.

When he didn't get an answer, Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows and approached Jing Yeyan.

Warm fingers gently touched the skin on his neck, and Kyonoyan raised his eyes to see Nakahara Chuya's focused expression.

Zhongyuan Zhong also buttoned the choker, then it turned to the back, stood a little further away and looked at Jing Yeyan, "It's not bad."

"Is it more handsome than you?"

"impossible!"

Kyono Yan looked at Koyo Ozaki, who had been standing aside patiently waiting for him to talk to Nakahara Chuya: "What do you think, Ms. Ozaki? Who is more handsome, me or Nakahara?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Is there a need to ask? Sister Hongye will definitely choose me."

Kyono said, "Miss Ozaki?"

"Ah, this is really an embarrassing multiple-choice question."

"...You're so cunning, Ms. Ozaki."

After struggling with Kinoshita who was behind him for a while, he didn't know whether he should interrupt the communication between the bosses. He checked the time and stepped forward to remind him: "Mr. Kyano, the leader is waiting for you."

Koyo Ozaki also said: "It looks like it's still busy, so I and Zhong will take our leave first."

"Please go." Jingye bowed his lower body.

When Nakahara passed by Kyono Yan, he whispered to him: "I brought some snacks and put them on your table."

The footsteps gradually faded away.Kyono straightened up.

Sunlight illuminates the entire corridor through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Are you going to come to my side...?" Jingyeyan smiled casually, "It seems that this sentence will never be heard by him."

[I don't want to die. ]

In fact, Jing Yeyan has given up his heart, but occasionally he still feels a little ready to move.

……

Well, anyway, if you really can't suppress it, you can just grab it.

Thinking of this, Kyonoyan smiled silently.

This time it was Kyono Yan who offered to meet Mori Ogai.

As the biggest beneficiary of the leading war, it is difficult for the higher authorities to be completely at ease with Hong Kong and black.The current mayor of Yokohama is about to be transferred to Aichi Prefecture because of the war. Although those officials are not willing to intervene in Yokohama's affairs without involving interests, they still want to save face, so they need Hong Kong gangsters to express their views.

The organization in black who wanted to intervene in Yokohama's political circle had already investigated these matters clearly, and Gin, who wanted Kyanoyan to complete the layout in Yokohama, told him about it.

Then, Kyono Yan handed over the information to Mori Ogai.

"Kyono-kun and Chuya have such a good relationship. As the leader, I am really relieved." Mori Ogai sighed.

It seemed to be really gratifying, and it seemed to be testing Kyono Yan's attitude.

But Jing Yeyan didn't care whether what he said was true or he was testing, anyway, it was enough not to expel him until he got the answer to the exam question.

So Jing Yeyan didn't answer at all, just stood there straight, pretending he didn't hear it.

But Mori Ogai didn't want Kyono Yan's answer either.

"Have you really decided?"

"Yes."

Mori Ogai looked helpless, as if he couldn't do anything about Kyono Yan's waywardness, "Then Tokyo will be handed over to Kyono-kun."

As the captain of the unit directly under the leader, he can also be said to be Mori Ogai's confidant, this meeting with the government in Tokyo was requested by Kyono Yan.

Mori Ogai looked like he reluctantly agreed after being asked by Kyono Yan, but in fact Kyono Yan was already the best candidate.No one can better represent He Owai's attitude than him.

Before Kyono said he was about to leave, Ogai Mori asked him, "Why do you have to go to Tokyo?"

"Meet an old friend by the way."

Although the friends have known each other not long ago, and it is not certain whether they can even be called friends, it is not a lie for Kyono Yan to say so.

I just thought that I would not go to the banquet of the Onmyojis, and now Jing Yeyan is about to go back on his word.

......

As night fell, in the quiet city, there was a loud noise on the street.

A pitch-black shadow was chasing the dodging young man in a panic. In front of him, a black scythe fell down. He managed to avoid it but cut his chest, and the blood soaked through his clothes in an instant.

The scythe fell on the street, and the ground suddenly broke into several pieces.

The young man clutched his arm, pursed his lips, his face was pale, but he didn't stop, still staggering and running away.

That shadow moves extremely fast, and can also manipulate the shadows of other objects to transform into people holding weapons. Whenever the boy moves away, the shadow behind him will raise his hand, and the boy will be surrounded by other people immediately. The shadow blocked and had to turn around.

It wasn't until passing by an alley where there was a little inconspicuous red light and abnormal gravity that the shadow left hesitantly.

Leaning his back against the damp wall, the young man listened to the familiar voice not far away, his lowered eyelashes trembling slightly, covering the expression in his eyes.

The next day, when Nakahara Chuya met Kyono Yan, he always felt that he seemed very tired.until

After getting into the car, Nakahara suddenly felt something was wrong.He seemed injured.

Nakahara Chuya immediately remembered the man in the mask. Although that man never appeared in front of Nakahara Chuya again, it didn't mean that he would never appear again.

After opening the door and getting out of the car, he walked back, and the subordinates behind him shouted, "Lord Zhongyuan?"

"Tell Sister Hongye for me, I will complete the task, and I will not destroy Sister Hongye's arrangement."

Nakahara Chuya came all the way to Kyonoyan's office, and dragged him to the infirmary in his bewildered expression.

With a cold face, he pressed Jingyeyan to sit on the bed, and stretched out his hand to pull Jingyeyan's clothes.

Jingyeyan didn't react for a while, his voice was still trembling: "Chuya—?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at him fiercely: "Shut up!"

It's really super fierce.

Jing Yeyan became honest all of a sudden, and let Nakahara Chuya unbutton his chest.In the middle of the shirt, a scar across the chest appeared in front of Nakahara Chuya's eyes. Even if the bleeding had stopped, one could see how deep the wound was. It was a wound that could almost kill someone.In other places, there are many criss-crossing scars that look very hideous.The boy's body was covered with cuts and bruises.

Nakahara Chuya's hands trembled.

"Why haven't you recovered yet?" He lowered his head, his hair covering his blue eyes.The voice was very calm.

But Jing Yeyan felt the turbulent waves under the suppression.

Suddenly a little cowardly.

"I..." When Jing Yeyan hesitated to answer, he saw Nakahara Nakaya raised his head, looking at the flames burning in his eyes.

"He found you, didn't he?"

Mr. Zhongyuan also saw that the young man showed a rare expression of perturbation, and closed his eyes forcefully, and when he opened them again, he seemed much calmer.He put his palm on Jingyeyan's head, bent down, and looked intently into Jingyeyan's eyes, "Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you again, and I won't let him take you away."

Kyono stretched his fingers.

"......Um."