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heavily clouded.

The weather in Yokohama is not good.

Coastal cities are always like this, the humid and hot wind is mixed with dark clouds all over the sky, forming not very beautiful reflections and ripples on the sea.

The weather forecast said early on that there would be heavy rain today, so boats of all sizes stopped on the shore. The sea was barely calm before the heavy rain came. Like a cloud dipping all the way into the sea, or the sea gradually spreading to the sky.

Haruki Juyama sat in the car of Mafia at the port with his chin propped up, and this was what he saw when he passed the seaside boulevard.

Dazai Osamu is much more generous than Mori Ogai when he is the leader. At least from the perspective of car allocation, this car is more expensive.

After Oda Sakunosuke came back last night, in order to erase all traces of him outside, and create an alibi to prevent the Special Agents from looking for the door according to the face in Sakaguchi Ango's memory, he didn't confirm until very late. no problem.

As a result, Oda Sakunosuke touched it directly at work today, leaving only him and Ranpo doing nothing until Liulang, Guangjin came to invite someone.

Probably because he was too quiet as a person who was forcibly invited from the armed detective agency by Mafia at the port, and Mafia sitting next to him was extremely nervous all the way.

This nervousness reached its peak when the car drove onto the seaside boulevard. When Haruki Koyama showed an unusual interest in the sea outside the window, Mafia, who was sitting next to him, looked as if he was afraid that he would break the window in the next second. And jump directly into the sea.

——Or run to the street to accuse Mafia of the port of robbing the civilian men, and then escape in the chaos.

Haruki Yayama heard what he was thinking: ...?

He couldn't help moving his dazed eyes to the side, and looked at him with a strange expression on his face.

The employees in your port Mafia have very psychological problems.

What is it to rob civilian men?

"What are you thinking?" In order to protect his innocence, he finally couldn't help interrupting Mafia's further and further thoughts.

Mafia in a black suit sitting next to him shuddered, his hands were faster than his brain, and before Haruki Juyama could continue to speak, the gun in his hand was loaded with a click.

[You see you scare people. 】The system points and points.

Jushan Haruki: [How did I know he would react so strongly? 】

Anyway, he is also an official employee of Mafia, the world's leading port company in Yokohama. Why is he so surprised?Not steady at all.

Hirotsu Liulang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, coughed, and Mafia, who was sitting next to him, froze, and quickly put away his gun in an attempt to pretend nothing happened.

Osamu Dazai came to Haruki Yoshiyama and said "please", although everyone knows that the black lizards have gone and this cannot be called a please, but the face project is still to be done.

Haruki Juyama: ...

"Don't think that I didn't know that you even fired the insurance just now when you put away the gun." He said quietly.

The members of the Black Lizard around him looked at their noses, mouths, and hearts, trying to pretend that they were a mushroom that couldn't understand anything.

As a member of the opposing organization Armed Detective Agency, Haruki Juyama followed them into the car without any resistance. It was hard not to suspect that there was a ghost.

Haruki Juyama:?

To be reasonable, could Osamu Dazai let him go if he refused? !

"Then what do you think my reaction is appropriate?" He turned around and glanced at Mafia up and down.

Jushan Haruki recalled the idol dramas he had watched, and said with a loud voice: "Osamu Dazai, even if you get my people, you can't get my heart!"

"so?"

"Stop watching idol dramas when you're young," he patted the shoulder of the black suit, "it's not good for your brain."

Mafia: No, he's not, he doesn't.

etc?How did he know what he was thinking?

"It's easy to guess," Jushan Haruki said kindly, "It's like you have written all over your face that you haven't watched the romantic Mary Su idol drama."

"But you know, what's not in the idol drama is what it is."

Mafia: No I didn't...

"You have." Jushan Haruki resolutely said.

Guangjin Liulang: ...

He felt that if this talk continued, Haruki Jushan would cause a serious psychological shadow on the members of the Black Lizard in their port Mafia

"Here we are." He stroked his beard, got out of the car and opened the door himself: "Mr. Ju Shan, please."

The innocent Mafia next to him let out a long breath.

I don't know if it was because too many people assassinated Osamu Dazai, but as soon as I got out of the car, Haruki saw the familiar Mafia building in the port besieged and impenetrable.

There are countless weapons of all kinds hidden behind the black anti-peep glass, and the Fighting Department standing at the door with heavy weapons, condescendingly aiming at everyone's heavy weapons.

When Haruki Jushan got out of the car, all the muzzles of the guns in the bright and dark places turned around in a uniform manner. Mafia was shocked by the unified will of the hostile organization and the smell of gunpowder.

Port Mafia's downfall?

"What's the matter?" Guangjin Liulang, who was walking in front, stopped and asked back knowingly.

"It's nothing." Haruki Jushan paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward.

The system knowingly asks gloatingly: [How does it feel to return to the old place? 】

[Port Mafia is full of talented people, and they speak nicely. When you come back, it’s like going home. I really like being there. ] Jushan Haruki rubbed his forehead, and added, 【...Of course, it would be better if they didn't point guns at me while talking. 】

Facing so many people at once, his ears were like a vegetable market, and everyone's voices were mixed together and noisy.

【Why doesn't Osamu Dazai just buy a tank and hide it in the building? 】Haruki Jushan gritted his teeth.

If Osamu Dazai didn't know that he was the Supreme Will, he would have suspected that he had so many people here on purpose.

System: [It's okay, your luck lies ahead. 】

Haruki Juyama:?

He never expected that Mafia's defense at the port was more than ten times that of the supernatural secret service department. From the door to the building, after five rounds of body searches before getting into the elevator, Jushan Haruki finally became irritable: "Excuse me."

"Is Osamu Dazai Princess Rapunzel?"

If Sakunosuke Oda had infiltrated the port Mafia yesterday instead of the Ability Secret Service Division, then he could basically say goodbye to stealth.

After this layer-by-layer body search and scanning, those who knew were going to meet Osamu Dazai, the leader of Mafia at the port, but those who didn't know thought he was going to meet Princess Rapunzel on the top of the tower.

It's hard not to suspect that this is Dazai Osamu's new method.

Layer after layer of never-ending frisking weakens the infiltrator until he ends up lost in the security procedures at the port of Mafia.

Nakahara Chuya, who actually designed this security check program, sneezed.

Obviously it was Jushan Haruki who shot himself in the foot with a rock, but the port Mafia was not so strict before the power was cut off on the top floor yesterday.

"You have a cold?" Osamu Dazai stopped the pen in his hand and glanced at Chuya Nakahara in surprise, "I tell you not to use it."

I just wore a suit and rode a motorcycle over here, whoever catches a cold does not catch a cold.

Nakahara Chuya: ... Whose fault is it that he just put on a coat and came to the building!

If Osamu Dazai didn't have any warning to let Hirotsu Liunang take the black lizard directly to the Armed Detective Agency to block people, would he come back in a hurry to protect him?

The inexplicable opening of the top floor yesterday and the singularity created by the collision of unknown supernatural beings are not enough for his long memory, is it?

Also, who did he go to so much trouble to invite?

Just as Zhongyuan Zhong was about to have an attack, he heard a knock on the wooden door.

Osamu Dazai straightened his face: "Here comes the man."

"Come in." Facing outsiders, Zhong Yuanzhong could only frowned and suppressed the words he was about to blurt, and raised his head and shouted towards the door.

The door with a thickened steel plate in the middle that can block a rocket launcher was pushed open silently.

Haruki Jushan came in from the outside with a splitting headache.

From entering the door to getting on the elevator, and then walking from the elevator to here, there are people on both sides along the way, and he has gone through more than a dozen inspections. He has never seen Sen Ouwai so tired.

Did Osamu Dazai retaliate?

He heard the voices of a bunch of people along the way, from wanting to knock these people out directly to wanting to knock himself out directly, so that when he really saw the princess on the top of the tower, he no longer had any temper.

"Yo," Jushan Haruki waved his hand half-deadly, "good evening."

"Good evening," Osamu Dazai nodded solemnly, "but it's afternoon."

"Then good afternoon." Jushan Haruki was kind and kind.

"Hey," Nakahara Zhong also frowned, "to the leader——"

"Be respectful, I know," Haruki Yuyama said before he finished speaking, "but I'm not from Mafia at your port."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced up and down at him.

A little familiar, and then think of the Armed Detective Agency...

Osamu Dazai was holding the commission appointment form of the Armed Detective Agency that day. Is he the member mentioned above?

Probably because of Dazai Osamu's order, the door was closed after he entered, and now there are only three of them in this room.

Nakahara clicked his tongue in displeasure, what did Osamu Dazai want to bring such a person half-coerced and half-invited to the port Mafia?

"Huh," Haruki Juyama paused, looked away from Osamu Dazai and looked at Chuya Nakahara, "You also know that you kidnapped me here."

Central Plains Chuya:?

what happened?

He took a careful look at Haruki Jushan up and down.

What I know through the Internet and paper is far less clear than what I feel face to face. The messy white hair looks too thin, the exposed skin is unhealthy pale, and the face is lifeless. Lovely.

And, looking like a minor.

The Armed Detective Agency is now down to the point of illegally employing child labor?

Haruki Yoshiyama, who is considered a minor by anyone who sees him at first glance: [I tm...]

"I'm not! Underage!"

He gritted his teeth and began to hurt each other: "Who is underage depending on their height!"

Central Plains Chuya:?

"Find out what land you're on now," he stressed.

"Where else could it be? Japan!" Jushan Haruki shouted loudly, "Otherwise, your leader wants to establish a country!"

Osamu Dazai: ...

No, he didn't have that kind of big picture.

"Okay," he had to stop, "good afternoon, Mr. Jushan."

Haruki Jushan: "I'm not good!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Boss, I think we should ask the Weapon Fighting Department to come in."

He had never seen anyone who dared to make a scene in front of Osamu Dazai.

"It's not enough..." Osamu Dazai said helplessly, "He's not going to assassinate me."

Although he is very dangerous, but with Chuya Nakahara, even if Haruki Iyama replicates the ability, he can stop it in time through disqualification from the human world.

Besides, he doesn't need to stop Haruki Oiyama, he just needs to hold Chuya Nakahara so that the gravity cannot be activated.

Copy ability, there must be something to copy, right?

Not to mention that he suspects that the anchor that Haruki Yoshiyama is positioning now is actually Ranpo.

He will not do things beyond the behavior of "anchor", such as assassinating the leader of Mafia in the port.

Dazai Osamu glanced at Haruki Iyama, and then looked away.

[Fuck, shit, shit,] Haruki Iyama gasped at the system, [What happened to Osamu Dazai? 】

What did he hear?

How did Osamu Dazai know his identity in the previous world?

【You told me that this is not the same world. 】Haruki Jushan was startled.

[Not one,] The sound of the system flipping through the data is clattering, [The timeline is all in front. 】

[What's going on?A bug?Your data is messed up? ] Jushan Haruki spoke a lot faster, 【The reason why this world will be destroyed is that the memories of some supernatural beings and other worlds are in chaos, right? 】

As soon as the words fell, Jushan Haruki suddenly felt something was wrong.

The instinct of the highest will suddenly surged into his heart, and Haruki Iyama clearly felt the same feeling as when he faced those punks a few days ago.

When the number of people present is greater than two and a choice of position occurs, he will unconditionally favor the side with the larger number.

What option happened?

The choice he was about to make was contrary to his own wishes, and there was a pause for a few seconds.

It was during this pause of a few seconds that he heard the voice of Chuya Zhongyuan.

"It's up to you," Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to be suppressing his anger, and his voice was a lot rougher, "One day, I will kill you." *

Oh shit.

Jushan Haruki cursed secretly.

He knows what the options are.

He originally thought that nothing would happen in this regard. Who knew that Osamu Dazai didn't know how he got along with Nakahara Chuya, and Chuya hated him so much that he wanted to kill him, but in the end he had to protect him because he was the leader.

The result was that Osamu Dazai, who wanted to commit suicide all the time, and Nakahara Nakahara, who wanted to kill Osamu Dazai with his own hands, also reached an agreement on the result after the option of "Is the leader's life in danger?" appeared.

Who would have thought that this would happen!

Haruki Juyama instantly felt that he could not help stretching out his hand to Osamu Dazai, and the cold wind and drizzle suddenly broke the peace of the room.

The dark wall on one side of the chief's office is actually glass that becomes transparent when the electricity is turned on. Now he broke the glass with his left hand, and his right hand was stuck on the neck of the chief of Mafia at the port.

In just one breath, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the center of the room just a second ago, was suddenly at a height of [-] meters with his feet hanging in the air.

The Supreme Will is such a being.

No matter how absurd the option chosen by the public is, it will only unconditionally follow the option of the party with more people.

Then, make it happen at all costs.