The daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

There were too many unrests in Yokohama that night.

The sound of guns/arms fighting, roaring, and the firelight illuminating the glass all night long...

The shivering ordinary citizens hiding in the corner of the wall covered their ears and prayed for dawn.

Only Kazama Yardan turned off her phone and slept soundly.

When it was time to go to work in the morning, Kazama Yardan walked into the port mafia building with a smile, refreshed after a good night's sleep.

The security team was almost completely empty, and the remaining members all had thick bruises under their eyes, with sad expressions, as if they had stayed up all night.

It is in stark contrast to Kazama Yardan.

"Hey, good morning." Kazama Yardan walked into the security room under everyone's surprised eyes, and greeted the astonished security team leader with a smile.

The security team leader was astonished as if he had seen a dead person come back to life, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "You, didn't you die yesterday?"

Kazama Yonlan was also shocked: "No! Who is cursing me."

"Then why didn't you come back yesterday?"

Lan Kazamain said confidently: "Because it's time to get off work, I went home directly."

"..."

The corner of the security team leader's mouth twitched, and he actually felt that Yu Lan Kazama's words were 100% credible, and it was something he would do.

Then, the security team leader realized another problem: "I have handed in the death list, and you are on it..."

Kazamain Lan looked at the security team leader in disbelief with hurt eyes.

The security team leader tilted his head uncomfortably, and coughed in embarrassment: "So many people died yesterday, how do I know you are still alive, and the phone is turned off when I contact you."

In the end, Lan Kazama had no choice but to go to the personnel department to correct the wrong list.

Kazamain Lan rarely had the opportunity to enter the port mafia building. Even though he was guarding the entrance of the building as a security member, the inside of the building was fortified layer by layer, and there were countless monitoring and security personnel, vigilant for everyone who entered the building.

Even if you are a member of the mafia, you can't walk around if you have nothing to do.What's more, Kazamain Lan is just a very low-level member.

When the elevator door opened, a row of black guns pointed silently at Kazama Yardan until he took out the pass of the security team leader, and the black suit with sunglasses allowed him to pass.

Only today, the port mafia building is extraordinarily lively.

The normally busy but orderly personnel department is now like a giant battlefield. The intelligence department, the finance department... and even several ten-man leaders from the militant faction are all quarreling.The few members of other departments who came to handle errands stood aside and waited in confusion, lest the flames of war would affect them.

Outside the gate of the personnel department, there were still some members who were obviously newcomers waiting.

Kazama Yardan walked all the way, taking everything in her eyes calmly, and then quickly grabbed the passing acquaintance: "Why are there so many people today, what are they arguing about?"

The commissioner pouted to the side, with a look of envy on his face: "That guy named Ango Sakaguchi is going to fly!"

After speaking, the commissioner hurried away at the call of his boss.

Kazama Yardan looked along, and saw a young man in a neat light brown suit standing calmly amidst the noise in the room, so calm and stable that he didn't fit in with everyone.

Ango Sakaguchi seemed to be extremely sensitive to the sight that fell on him, and immediately turned his head to look over with sharp eyes.However, when he saw Kazama Yardan's smiling and harmless appearance, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then nodded politely to Kazama Yardan with his usual expression.

This made Kazama Yardan raise her eyebrows, a little surprised—the port mafia has a strict hierarchy, and there are really few people who treat low-level members like this.

Ango Sakaguchi...it doesn't look like he came from a gang, but rather from a public office or the army, a highly orderly national department.

Lan Kazamain narrowed her blue eyes, and suddenly became interested in this young man whose style was different from that of the Mafia.

When he stood in the corner of the room, his presence suddenly dropped to the lowest level.People around him came and went, even the members of the Black Lizard who had just met yesterday also walked by, but no one noticed his existence.

However, a male voice sounded hesitantly, pulling Kazama Yardan back from her contemplation.

"Have we met somewhere?"

The muscles of Kazama Yonlan's whole body tensed for an instant, and a sharp light flashed across the pair of blue eyes hidden under the silver-white hair.

——Even if he had just focused most of his attention on collecting and analyzing information on the scene in front of him, he still wouldn't be approached by such a defenseless approach.

When he turned around vigilantly, he saw the red-haired young man standing behind him.

"Oh!" Kazama Yardan immediately turned into an expression of surprise, and even her blue eyes were stained with a relaxed and happy smile: "It's you, Mr. Leaflet."

"Odasaku?" The red-haired youth's companion asked curiously, "Is it someone you know?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "When I was helping the personnel department to distribute recruitment leaflets, I happened to meet someone at the passenger ship port. He said he was penniless and unaccompanied, and asked me if he could go home with me. I gave him a copy of the flyer in my hand, telling him that the port mafia was hiring."

After Oda Sakunosuke explained to his companion, when he turned his head, he saw Kazamain's bright eyes. The focused and enthusiastic eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his red hair.

"It seems that I didn't mistake the person just now. It is indeed you. But seeing that you are here and still wearing a uniform, have you successfully applied for the job? Congratulations."

Lan Kazama smiled and said: "At that time I was starving to death. After you gave me the flyer, I applied for the job. I was lucky to be accepted by cutting the line. But I never met anyone in the security team downstairs. You, I still feel a little sorry. Last time you gave me the flyer and left in a hurry, before I had time to ask your name."

"I'm Oda Sakunosuke." Oda Sakunosuke was also infected by the relaxed smile on Kazamain Ran's face, and couldn't help but follow Kazamainran's chatting question.

It wasn't until the companion next to him had completed the formalities and called Oda Sakunosuke that he suddenly realized, and explained to Kazamain Lan in embarrassment: "This is how low-level members are, and the work is complicated. Too many people died yesterday. We all need to dispose of the bodies."

Kazama Inran nodded in understanding, and raised her hand to bid farewell to Oda Sakunosuke.

But when the red-haired young man was about to leave, Yardan Kazama stopped him suddenly.

"I forgot to exchange contact information with each other." With a smile on his lips, the young man walked out of the crowded room with long legs, and walked towards Sakunosuke Oda who was standing still doubtfully, as if he was carrying the wind, elegantly and handsomely.

While walking, Lan Kazama casually grabbed the pen and paper in the hands of the person next to him, quickly wrote down all her contact information on the paper, and then stuffed the torn pieces of paper into the pocket of Oda Sakunosuke's jacket.

"In case you forget, let me introduce you again, I am Kazama Yonran."

The young man's sapphire-like eyes reflected a beautiful color under the light of the corridor.

"How about I treat you to dinner tonight as a token of appreciation for the work your flyers have brought me—I'll cry if you say no."

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment by the threat of the young man acting unreasonably, and then he laughed as if he was seduced by the young man's bright smile.

"Okay. But I might be late at work..."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Ran Kazamain blinked at Oda Sakunosuke.

Even among those with supernatural powers and high-ranking members of the port mafia, that beautiful face seemed to have magical powers.When he smiled and sincerely invited someone, it was unbearable to refuse, and he didn't want that bright smile to be stained with disappointment.

Until he exchanged contact information with Kazama Inran and took the elevator to leave the building, Oda Sakunosuke still had the feeling of amazement and bewilderment just now.

This made the other companions waiting outside the building very surprised: "Is Oda Saku so busy with too much work, is it silly? You will be so happy to bury so many corpses in a while?"

"Huh? I'm afraid I met a beauty."

"What? Odasaku, tell me! I've heard that high-level executives are actually selected based on their looks. Who did you meet?"

Oda Sakunosuke immediately restrained his redundant expression and coughed: "No, it's just someone who met once. I'm really happy to see that my leaflet helped him."

"Oh, by the way, how about we speed up a little today?" Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, and then said: "I have an appointment, I'm sorry to keep him waiting for too long."

There was a sudden howl of wolves and ghosts in the car.

"!!! You also said that you have never met a beauty!"

"I didn't expect that there was a traitor among us! Odasaku was the first to leave the order in our team! Why?"

Oda Sakunosuke frowned distressed by his companions: "It's not the kind of relationship you think."

"What's the relationship? Don't make a long story short."

"Speak out, talk out."

The work of the bottom members is mostly boring and tedious, and most of the people who have died recently are ordinary bottom members like them.This made them, the departments in charge of burying the dead, feel desperation and suffering in their hearts, and they could only dig out the fun in the boring work as much as possible to make themselves happy.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the booing companions, foreseeing that they would not give up, so he had to talk about his first meeting with Kazama Inran.

The passenger ship sails into the port.

Among the crowd on the boat, a young man with silver-white half-long hair had a gloomy expression, exuding an aura that strangers should not enter, forming a small vacuum around him, and the crowded crowd dared not approach the young man.

——This is Yokohama, a place where gangs fight, and they don't wink at each other. They have provoked powerful people, and they don't even know how they died.

But this also made Oda Sakunosuke, who was handing out recruitment leaflets at the port, see the young man with silver-white hair at a glance.

"The port mafia recruits, five social insurances and one housing fund, weekends and weekends, and is responsible for burying dead, one-stop service. Think about it?"

The silver-haired young man looked down at the flyer handed to him, and after a while, he asked hoarsely, "This kind of normal life... Am I qualified?"

Oda Sakunosuke was a little puzzled, but he still suggested sincerely: "The salary is not bad. If you don't ask too much, you can live a normal life."

The young man raised his head and looked at Sakunosuke Oda with those dull blue eyes: "I have no place to live, and no one I know. Can I go to your house? I don't know how to live a normal life."

The companion over there was calling the name of Oda Sakunosuke. He brushed off the young man's words in doubt, then nodded calmly, and put the flyer into the palm of the young man's outstretched hand.

"Working in the port mafia, you can maintain a normal life."

Then Oda Sakunosuke was called away by his companions, and he never paid attention to the young man's situation, nor asked his name—until today, he saw a familiar figure in the building of the Mafia headquarters.

After Oda Sakunosuke finished talking about it, the whole car fell into a deathly silence, and all the companions looked at the red-haired young man who didn't think anything was wrong with magical eyes.

Only Oda Sakunosuke is still explaining: "It's really not a high-level person. Kazamain Ran is currently on duty in the security team at the gate, which is about the same level as ours. You can see him next time you go back to the headquarters."

"...The focus now is no longer a question of whether the high-level is high-level or not. Odasaku, what kind of wood are you!"

"A down-and-out beauty said she wanted to go home with you, but you actually handed her a recruitment flyer??? Are you a devil!"

"It's over, the only hope of our team members to get out of the order, it's just wasted."

The companions were heartbroken, hating iron for being weak, beating their chests and stamping their feet.

Only Oda Sakunosuke looked blank: "?"

On the other hand, from the content of everyone's conversations and the contents of the documents at a glance, I understand why the commissioner said that Ango Sakaguchi "is going to fly", and she lost interest because she solved the question. Just as he was about to find the person in charge to pull himself out of the death statistics list, he was stopped by the person behind him.

"The courtyard is beautiful in the wind."

Guangjin Liulang got off the elevator with a serious expression: "I thought you took the opportunity to escape yesterday."