Lord Shenming ran away with "dirty"

In the office—

Only Sakakibara was left, and Dazai, who wanted to record the screen with a shameless face before, was summoned away by the leader.

Although he didn't know what the leader asked him to do, Dazai's sad expression before he left was probably a misunderstanding.

Sakakibara has a habit of looking for the leader for everything, let alone cheating the leader before, and now Mori Ogai is lucky not to trouble himself.

But with Dazai's clever head, after seeing the leader, he should naturally understand the truth.

After processing the documents, it was rare for Sakakibara to stay in the office. You must know that in the past, after processing the documents, he was wandering around Yokohama.

It has been several days since his strength was exhausted, but for the sake of Chuya, Sakakibara rubbed his neck and thought that it would not be too late for him to go out tomorrow.

After processing the previous documents and today's work, Sakakibara seemed a little idle after finishing these two tasks.

"squeak--"

At this time, the door was pushed open, but the person who pushed the door was delayed.

It was almost time for Sakakibara, and he was probably the only one who came here at this time.

When he came to the door, as expected, he saw Chuya who was leaning on the wall and kneading his calf.

Supporting, should be said to be holding him, he closed the door, blocking the sight of the outside, and let him sit on the sofa: "I'm back."

"Hmm." Chuya's voice was a little weak, and he said weakly, "I was wrong."

"... Just remember the lesson." Sakakibara pulled his leg, put it on her own, and kneaded it gently.

Zhong also felt the soreness of his calf and the proper massage, and couldn't help sighing comfortably.

There will be absolutely no next time, and Zhong Ye, who should have thought this way, can't help but feel a little desperate. The other party is his immediate boss, and it's hard for him to refuse.

This is much more difficult than fighting, and it doesn't take so long to fight, let alone remain motionless as a sculpture.

"You..." I wanted to question the other party, but found that the other party had done everything they could, and I couldn't change the fact that my eldest sister wanted to go shopping, "Oh."

"Don't think about it, sister Hongye probably won't ask you to go next time."

Hearing this, Zhong Ye's dejected eyes suddenly burst into brilliance, shining so brightly that people dazzled: "Really?"

"The port Mafia is a large organization anyway, and clothes and the like are still delivered to the door."

"where……"

Knowing what he was going to ask, Sakakibara changed his leg: "In a sense, you can be regarded as the first newcomer brought by Miss Hongye."

"The others are either subordinates, or people we stuffed in to make a living."

"She probably wants to get acquainted with you quickly."

"That's it." Hearing the reason, Chuya rejected it all at once, and even thought that he could do it again, of course it would be better if the time was shorter, "What does Sister Hongye like?"

"Kimono? I brought her an oiled paper umbrella last time, and she liked it."

Chuu is too easy to understand, just looking at his expression, Sakakibara unconsciously softens his expression, his Chuka is just too gentle.

As long as someone is nice to him, he will be nice to others unconsciously. There are not many people outside who will be like this. How many people are there in the port Mafia? Thinking of this, Sakakibara has already started to worry.

"Why are you frowning." Chuya lowered his legs and leaned on Sakakibara's shoulder, "I'm not a fool."

"I've been on Leibo Street for so many years, and it's not for nothing."

Sakakibara, who was originally very relieved, heard him say that Leibojie's mood became complicated, and all the mixed feelings in his heart were replaced by a sigh: "I hope."

"..." Zhong also sulked. He also thought of those people, but there was really no room for refutation. He clenched his fist and waved it, "If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely make them pay the price!"

But you will get hurt, Sakakibara didn't dare to say this, and if he wanted to say it again, I'm afraid Chuka would ignore him.

He held back his waving fist, and changed the subject calmly: "Yes, yes, I will definitely not meet you."

"By the way, didn't you and Sister Hongye go out to buy hats?"

Maybe it was because of the exhaustion from shopping again, Zhong Ye was visibly sluggish, so he regained his energy and snapped back: "I bought it, but there are too many other things, so I sent it together with other things."

"Kimono, big sister is so beautiful in it!"

"Speak your words in front of Sister Hongye, she will definitely be happy."

Chuya's topic jumps too fast, but Sakakibara can barely keep up. He thought of the card that Hongye had to go to the hot spring and kimono last time, and it must be no problem to praise his appearance and clothes.

"No one will refuse your sincere compliments."

"Like me?"

"It's like..." Halfway through the sentence, Sakakibara sensed something was wrong, and he aimed at Nakaya from the corner of his eye.

I don't know when I found it, I looked at myself, my eyes were full of scrutiny.

He hooked his arms up and hooked Sakakibara's neck, moving his finger bones with his hands, making crackling noises in his ears, and interest lit up in his clear blue eyes: "Just like me?"

"Just like you." Sakakibara didn't think there was any problem at all, on the contrary, he felt that this way of Chu was cuter.

He turned his head sideways, resting his forehead against Zhongye, and resting his hands on his back weakly: "Every word I say comes from the bottom of my heart, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Chuuya pushed his face away with his palm, his sight was blocked, and only Zhongya's angry voice could be heard.

"I know, don't get so close!"

"Didn't Chuya hug me first?" Sakakibara patted him on the back, "Okay, you're going to fall down from now on."

He quickly put down his hand, glanced at Sakakibara, and then sat down on the sofa in a well-behaved manner.

Sakakibara looked at the gap between him and Nakaya, and thought that it would be better if there was no fist distance between him and him.

Leaning on the sofa, Chuya felt that he had almost recovered, and remembered the party that Hongye said when they parted: "Kurosawa."

"Ok?"

"The eldest sister said a few days ago that she would take me to the party."

"It seems that she is very optimistic about you, but I have never been to a party."

"Don't you count as half?"

"It's unnecessary to be precise. I'm not like you. I need to cooperate with them."

Sakakibara stood up and patted the ashes on his pants: "The leader is directly connected with me. If they want to get funding approval, they must come to me."

"So they begged me, not me to them."

"It's really troublesome." Zhong also thought that he had to deal with them, and his head hurt a little, "It would be fine if I didn't go."

"When you become stronger, you are eligible not to participate." He reached out his hand to Chuya who was on the sofa, and pointed to the clock on the wall. It turned out that it was time to get off work.

Putting his hand on, Chuya thought silently, being strong, of course, I will definitely become stronger, and this is just the beginning.

"Ha ha……"

Sakakibara was lying on the ground half dead, panting continuously, sweat dripping down his face, he struggled to raise his hand: "No... no, Chuya, I really... have no strength."

"Tsk." After finally warming up, the other party lost all strength, and Zhong Ye could only sit cross-legged on the ground, speechless in displeasure, "It's really not fun."

"It's Zhongye, you're improving too fast."

Obviously some time ago, Sakakibara could last for a long time, but now—under Hongye's devil training, Chuya's force value continued to increase.

This is still the case where Nakaya is only using taijutsu, and Sakakibara's taijutsu, which is considered to be above average in Mafia at the port, is compared to scum in his case.

Nakaya really couldn't see it, wiped his sweat for him, then threw Sakakibara onto the chair next to him, and made a hook for Oda who was standing next to him: "It's you, Oda-kun."

It has become a common scene every morning. Because of someone's intolerance, his bodyguard naturally became the target of Zhongye's training.

"Here we come." Odasaku took off his coat, skillfully hung it on the hanger, and moved his body.

In just this time, Sakakibara was able to straighten up and wipe his sweat with a towel.

In Chuya's words: This person is not resistant to beatings, but he recovers quickly enough.

"Crack!"

The three of them looked at the place where the sound came from, and it turned out that Dazai was holding on to the door frame, and the camera in his hand was facing Sakakibara.

Unexpectedly, Dazai came early enough today, Sakakibara narrowed his eyes, this guy really didn't give up.

The morning practice activities have been going on for several weeks, but since Dazai was called away by the leader that day, various things have happened one after another, and there is no time to come in the morning.

Dazai, who was discovered by everyone, didn't panic at all, and even had the mood to say hello: "Everyone, good morning."

"Good morning." Only Odasaku answered him honestly, and Sakakibara and Chuya didn't respond.

"Oh, it's really not easy, and it finally came at the right time." Dazai pressed the keypad on his phone, went to sit next to Sakakibara, and showed him his embarrassed appearance in the photo, "Look, it's really distressing. "

In the photo, Sakakibara was lying on the ground just now, and I have to say that his appearance was quite miserable.

"Are you here for a beating?"

"No, I just came to see your results." He kept sending text messages with his mobile phone, "It's too much, the leader only grabs me."

"Who told you that you can already work alone." Sakakibara grumbled, and the bottle of water was empty, "If I don't want you, who can I turn to?"

"He doesn't worry about some things and leaves them to others."

"Even so, it's too much to pluck a sheep's wool." His unfathomable eyes seemed to have no ripples in the past.

The kid is really easy to be influenced, Sakakibara threw the bottle aside and stretched out his hand: "Swap?"

"Do you have a solution?"

Dazai is well aware that no one can take over for these things except himself, unless there is someone else, but he doesn't think he can find someone at this time.

"Yes, exchange?"

"make a deal."

Handing out the phone and deleting the photos as usual, Sakakihara picked up Dazai and shouted at the two people who were fighting fiercely over there: "Chuya, this guy also needs to practice hard."

With a push, he successfully pushed the bewildered Dazai to the center of the battlefield.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mori Ogai: I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Dazai is not good at skills, he will train with me next.

After sending it out, Dazai's time will be under his control, he doesn't care about his uncle's reaction, obviously he should rest, now that those big organizations are eyeing him, it's not a good time to do other things.

Nakaya watched Sakakibara push Dazai over, gave him an appreciative look, and then swept him mercilessly.

Before he could think of what Sakakibara had done, he kicked his face, and Dazai squatted down quickly, just in time to wipe his scalp.

"it's a pity."

I don't know if he regretted not hitting, or Dazai was too fast, although there is no difference between the two, Sakakibara sitting next to him thought so.

Chuya, whose smile deepened, continued to attack without leaving any distance. Even if Dazai could predict it, he still had to use his body to resist.

Oda Tsukuru shook his arm, and Shi Shiran withdrew from the battlefield. Seeing Dazai evading in embarrassment and Chuya's increasing fighting spirit, he picked up his coat and habitually pulled out his cigarette case.

Habitually, he took out a cigarette, put it between his fingers, and then put it back. He looked at the two people in the field, and Sakakibara, who was resting next to him and watching the show.

He felt it was time.