After returning home and becoming the leader

"70?!"

The conjurer representative's eyes widened, his voice trembling: "Is it really... 70 billion?"

"It's only 70 billion." Rin Igarashi folded his arms and squinted his eyes, "What?"

Conjurer represents Pupil Earthquake.

70 billion, it is not impossible for those upper-level companies in the magic world to gather together.

But the Patriarch of the Wutiao family, the richest among them, is standing here. Wutiao Wu was already quite upset at being threatened before, and now he is still asking him to take money?If the representative of the conjurer dared to make this request, his head might be kicked by Gojo Satoru as a ball in the next second.

And...Xia Youjie is just a criminal, even if he buys it back, he will be executed. The 70 billion is doomed to nothing.

The representative of the conjurer swallowed, and said tentatively, "I can't decide on my own."

"Why don't you ask me when I go back?"

"Wait?"

Igarashi raised her eyebrows and sneered.

"It's fine to wait," he said, "only the interest will be charged."

Rin Igarashi pulled the collar of the sweater: "Let's calculate it at 1% per day. After all, our port Mafia suffered heavy losses this time."

The smile on the corner of the magician's representative froze immediately.

Wait... 70% of 1 billion?Or as interest?

Why the hell isn't this guy robbing a bank?

"It's really a heavy loss this time."

Rin Igarashi didn't even need to give Osamu Dazai a look, Osamu Dazai had already begun to count the loss of Mafia at the port in an orderly manner.

"There are so many of us coming to Tokyo from Yokohama, so the transportation costs will be charged? The cost of ordering magic tools, the cost of inviting illusionists..." Osamu Dazai pointed to Mei Zizi who was looking at the balance of her bank card on the text message on her mobile phone. Mamon, "The Illusionist's fee is huge. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Mamon who was suddenly cue: "?"

He reacted immediately, and introduced his business to the representative of the conjurer: "Illusion can do a lot of things. Usually, it costs 3000 million yen per time. If it is on a scale like theirs, I will give it to them." The quoted price is 30 billion yen."

"Is the boss interested?"

Conjurer representative: "..."

No, he's really not interested.

It's not even 30 billion yen to sell him!This can buy three children from that Chanyuan family!

And even if Rin Igarashi is the leader, if he spends such a large sum of money to save the curse master and clean up the mess, will the rest of them have no objections?

The conjurer representative involuntarily looked at Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara.

But who is Dazai?

He only needs to look at it to know what the conjurer is thinking.

Osamu Dazai chuckled and said, "We have no objection."

"Because it was Rin's choice."

Nakahara didn't know why Dazai Osamu suddenly said such a sentence, but he still said together: "This is Rin's meaning."

Therefore, although Port Mafia may not get any benefits this time, and even pay huge amounts of money and manpower, Zhongyuan Zhong has no complaints, nor does anyone else in Port Mafia.

The representative of the conjurer tried to negotiate some more conditions, but Rin Igarashi did not back down at all, and even intensified, increasing the interest to 5% per day.

Negotiations failed, and they couldn't be tricked, and they couldn't beat them, so the magicians could only leave here in despair.

Igarashi turned her head and raised her eyes to see the injury on Xia Youjie's body.

"Bring him back to Yokohama," Igarashi said to Nakahara Nakaya, "Let the people in the medical department help him deal with it first, and send him directly to our hospital."

Zhongyuan Zhong also responded, walked over to lift Xia Youjie with the ability of gravity, and took him directly to the temporary medical department in Mafia, the port.

Igarashi Rin listened to the movement behind her, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

His memory has always been very good, and therefore, the scenes before Xia Youjie's departure are very clear in his memory.

Once, Igarashi felt that Xia Youjie's condition was not right, and after telling others, they didn't take it seriously.So Igarashi tried to get Xia Youjie to take him with him to do the mission that eventually led to his defection.But at that time, his relationship with Xia Youjie was not that good, and Igarashi Rin was still a child, Xia Youjie rejected his request and went alone.

Then, Xia Youjie defected.

Many years later, when Igarashi finally found Xia Youjie on the streets of Tokyo, he heard Xia Youjie talk about his "righteousness".

Rin Igarashi barely raised the corners of her lips.

When they separated, Igarashi stood still, watching Xia Youjie go further and further, disappearing into the crowd.It took a long time for Rin Igarashi to turn around and put on the earphones.

He failed to save Xia Youjie.

At that time, Rin Igarashi thought so.

"cold?"

Gojo Satoru's voice brought Igarashi Rin back to reality.

Rin Igarashi patted Gojo Satoru's hand off his shoulder: "What's the matter?"

"Rin, they'll trouble me when I go back later," Gojo Satoru held his hands on the back of his hand and stretched out his voice, "What do you think--"

Rin Igarashi: "Oh."

The ghost believes that Wujo Satoru can't even handle this matter?

Gojo Satoru didn't get the expected reply, so he wasn't discouraged either.

He seemed to conjure up a bunch of cards from nowhere.

Fuhesher's gaze sharpened suddenly.

Gojo Satoru said with a smile: "Well, I will hand over all the money to Rin, and then tell them that I have no money."

Gojo Satoru forcibly stuffed the pile of cards into Igarashi Rin's coat pocket, and clapped his hands.

"But from now on, I have to rely on Rin to support me, can you Rin?"

Rin Igarashi: "..."

How could he be so confident?

Rin Igarashi pulled out the card in his pocket and threw it back to Gojo Satoru.

"No." Igarashi said indifferently.

Of course, when he returned the pile of cards to Gojo Satoru, he still felt a little bit reluctant.

...Well, just for a moment.

The main reason is that after paying the bill of more than 70 billion yen, the port Mafia really does not have much liquidity left on the surface, and may not even be able to pay next month's salary.

This also means that Rin Igarashi has to temporarily abandon the game for a period of time and make some money first.

Although Rin Igarashi cleared "How to Be a Pigeon", he recently fell in love with the brand new game "On How the Brave Marries the Demon King".

hateful!He's not halfway through the game yet!

But if Igarashi Rin takes Gojo Wu's money, then he will never have a peaceful life.

Moreover, Rin Igarashi thought silently, absolutely not to bow his head in front of Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Gojo lowered his head: "So indifferent, Rin—"

"Go away, Six Eyes." Tian and Tyrant sneered, and locked his eyes on Igarashi Rin, "He should be indifferent to you."

Fu Heisher completely ignored Gojo Satoru's sudden cold gaze, and gave a low laugh.

He put away the magic tool in his hand: "Boss, I have done a lot of work this time, you can't leave me aside again, can you?"

"Even if you get paid, you have to include food and lodging, boss," Fuheshier said, "Your port Mafia is not short of my position, right?"

Rin Igarashi: "...Unfortunately, there is really only one position missing."

"And I remember, I have already paid your salary," Igarashi Rin sighed, and his voice sounded very heavy, "You won't spend it all again, right? Fuheshier?"

In normal times, Igarashi Rin doesn't matter.

But the problem is that Mafia, the port, is really short of money. Even Rin Igarashi, a ten thousand-year salted fish, is forced to work as a social animal.

Fuhesher: "..."

He licked the scar on the corner of his lower lip, feeling a little guilty.

After getting his salary, Fu Heisher happily went to the racetrack in Tokyo for two days, but he was empty again.

... These three men are really troublesome all over their bodies.

Rin Igarashi shook his head, feeling that the burden on his shoulders was getting heavier.

"You are not allowed to come to the port Mafia," Igarashi Rin said calmly, "Did you hear that?"

Gojo Satoru: "Oh——"

Fu Heisher: "Tsk."

Rin Igarashi didn't expect these two men to really agree.

If they are really willing to do this, then there will be ghosts.

But fortunately, it should be restrained a little by then... right?

Rin Igarashi thought uncertainly.

Osamu Dazai looked up and asked him, "Go back to the port Mafia now? Don't you stay in Tokyo for a while?"

After all, the incident of Hyakki Night Walk is such a big deal, even if there are no casualties, Tokyo officials will definitely have to intervene.

Rin Igarashi rubbed Osamu Dazai's hair.

"No," he smiled. "We are Mafia. If there is any question, let them come to Yokohama and ask."

"And I have to go back to hold the Christmas banquet. I still keep this part of the money. How can I have time to entangle with them."

Rin Igarashi looked up at the sky, it turned out that at some point, Tokyo had already started snowing, and the snowflakes fell on his eyelashes.

"Anyway, the New Year is coming, so we have to celebrate."

new year...

Osamu Dazai suddenly remembered something, and a nasty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, Rin."

"Didn't Secretary Sen go to Italy with you? You're back, where are the others?"

on the plane.

When Mori Ogai woke up, he found himself lying on the floor, and there was no sign of Rin Igarashi around.

He secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong.

He still remembered why he fell into a coma.

——Because before, Igarashi Rin told him that he wanted to embezzle [-] billion yen from the port Mafia's account.

Mori Ogai rolled his eyes and fell directly on the floor.

Mori Ogai found the flight attendant on the plane, with a serious expression: "Have you seen our leader? It's a handsome man in a black coat?"

Flight attendant: "Ah, yes."

She pointed to the outside of the plane and frowned: "He asked the captain to find a place to land and put him down."

The flight attendant thought for a while: "It has probably been more than half an hour?"

After hearing this, Mori Ogai rolled his eyes and passed out again.

—his money! ! !