Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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"On the night of receiving the mission order to attack the enemy's fortress, everyone remained silent in a tacit understanding.

It was surprisingly cold in the desert that night.Everyone gathered around the bonfire, and the light of the fire swayed with the strong evening wind, illuminating their empty faces.When the gust of wind hit my face with sand, I remember my teeth bared in pain.

André Gide, my most beloved commander, noticed that my sand-proof cloak was missing, so he took off his own and threw it directly on me.

I was the youngest mercenary in the team at the time.

When the cloak was directly covering my face, I took off the cloak a little helplessly, and probably showed a stupid expression that was not very good-looking.

I shook my hand at the commander and said: Commander, I don't need it.

I only remember that he was standing under the moon, and the huge full moon illuminated his silver hair very brightly.He looked at me wordlessly for a moment, and finally just ordered with a blank face: put on.

I carried out his order at once, and threw the cloak over me.

On the cloak was the remaining warmth from the commander's body, and it seemed to smell of sweat and blood mixed together.But I somehow feel that it smells good.

Our action team this time only has 40 people.

As for the number of enemies in the fortress we are going to attack tomorrow, it is conservatively estimated that there are about 600 people.

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Sawada Tsunayoshi unfolded the other half of the folded letter paper, lowered his eyes and continued to read.

"Relying on the commander's outstanding abilities, our 40-member team has demonstrated amazing combat capabilities.

We not only successfully defeated the enemy's defense line, but also rushed all the way to the core of the fortress.

The enemy's general commander is there.

As long as he is captured alive, we have done a great service to the country.

The plan failed.

The enemy commander-in-chief detonated a bomb to die with us, and the entire fortress collapsed in that explosion.

A huge rockfall isolated half of them underground in the fortress.

I was one of those 20 people.

The stone was too big to move at all.Someone tried to cut through the wall with small stones, but the four underground walls were made of extremely hard metal. We didn't know how long we smashed the walls, but we finally fell to the ground exhausted, and we failed.

We tried to wait for the commander's rescue.

But I don't know how long I waited in that darkness. I just remember hearing desperate cries and gunshots when I leaned against a wall and fell asleep.

After the sound of bullets hitting the ground resounded, the crying disappeared, and the surroundings became quiet again.

Someone committed suicide.

At that moment, I realized deeply: We can't wait for rescue.

The Commander is a very sensible person, I've always known that.

From the time when I was imprisoned in this space by countless boulders, I knew it was impossible for him to save us.

But I don't blame him.

I would do the same if I were him.

After the gunshot fell, someone said a word: Are we finished?

The voice was hoarse and dry, and his throat hadn't been soaked in water for a long time, as if he could vomit a puddle of rusty blood.

Someone sobbed again.

I don't think I will live long.

The water and food we carried with us have long been exhausted, and we are probably going to die here.

But for the country I love, I have no regrets.

I closed my eyes in despair.

Then suddenly. After closing the eyes, the eyelids seemed to be illuminated by something hot.

At first I thought it was because my consciousness was blurred that I felt enveloped by light in this long darkness.

I opened my eyes.

Then I realized it was not an illusion.

In the dark basement, a golden-red flame indeed ignited for unknown reasons.

I, who had not been able to touch the light for a long time, was almost stabbed in the eyes by the flames.

Everyone jumped up in surprise when they saw the flame.No one knows how the fire came from.The flame that appeared for no reason was still spreading around, no one dared to touch it, everyone avoided the place where the flame was spreading disorderly, hid aside and looked at each other.

Then, an incredible scene appeared.

The flame touched the wall I was sitting on before, and it seemed to be attached to it, stirring the wall repeatedly. I watched the wall begin to melt at a certain point touched by the outer flame, dripping downwards. metal liquid.

A hole was melted in the metal wall by the flame, and the flame burned for a while, and then slowly dissipated.

The moment the light from outside shone into the basement from the hole, I felt as if I saw heaven.

Although the other members were speechless by this extremely unreasonable scene, everyone cheered when they found that the wall was really burnt with a hole in the flames.

In a real sense, I experienced what is called "survival after catastrophe".

Before leaving the stinking basement, I stood at the entrance of the cave and turned my head for some reason.

Then I thought about it, maybe it was the call of the gods, or something else.

The moment I looked back, I found this ring that was only half left.

I asked all the surviving members if they had seen the ring, but all shook their heads with me.

While holding the ring, I suddenly had a bold guess—maybe it was this ring that came from nowhere that saved us?

I don't know if it is.

All I know is that we survived is simply a miracle.

Since then, I have become an "avid" ring collector.

But I can't say how much I love the ring, I'm just trying to find a ring that is similar to that half ring.To be honest, I don't really know why I did that.

I searched for four full years and never found a second ring similar to it.

Until that night, Dazai showed me the blueprint with the ring icon on it.

To be honest, I really didn't realize that the pattern you drew was connected with the ring until I went back that night and found the ring that was only half.

Although the painting is indeed a bit clumsy, I think what you painted is the pattern on the ring.

Mr. Sawada, do you believe that there are gods in this world?

Our team of "resurrected ghosts" regards the golden-red flame as a gift from God. Many of us did not believe in ghosts and gods before, but we are willing to regard the flame that gave us life as a godsend. gift.

They said that that night they saw the same red-gold flames as in the basement.

Although it is a pity that I did not see it with my own eyes, I still couldn't help but want to ask.

Mr. Sawada, are you a god? "

The signer wrote Rolt Terence.He did not use the pseudonym "RT" this time, but wrote down his real name, as if to show that he was asking sincerely from the heart.

Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple nervously.

He frowned slightly and ignited a cluster of flames directly on his fingertips. After the gently fluttering flame touched the letter, it immediately spread up and devoured the letter.

It wasn't until the letter was destroyed and a wisp of white smoke floated upwards that Tsunayoshi Sawada withdrew his hand.

His mind was in turmoil. If there was no lie in RT's letter, then this matter was too weird.He couldn't figure out what was going on at all.

This is incredible.

A ring from Pengo Lie's scientific research team unexpectedly appeared in this world four years ago.

And according to his subordinates, it was exactly the same flame as the death flame he used in Ric that day.

But...why?

Where exactly is the problem?

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head, looked at the two rings that he had placed on the bed just now, and couldn't help sighing.

He was puzzled.

Early the next morning, Tsunayoshi Sawada went to see Mr. Sakurada.

In the morning, Ric was not open for business. He took a bag of puddings and went to visit the Sakurada house. The Sakurada family welcomed it very much, especially Lian Ye came here very happily, and then directly gave Take away a whole bag of pudding.

Keiko Inamori has always wanted to thank Sawada Tsunayoshi for protecting their family, so she put on her shoes and went out with great enthusiasm, and said that she must cook a good lunch for Tsunayoshi.

He came here today to talk to his boss about resigning.

After reading the letter from RT last night, his idea of ​​jumping to Hong Kong/Black became stronger and stronger, and now he urgently needs to know some information about the original power of the world.

He can no longer sit still.

Tsunayoshi briefly described the purpose of coming to the boss who came to greet him, and Isamu Sakurada nodded clearly, and invited him to sit on the sofa in the living room together.

But just when they were about to discuss some issues, the white wooden door of the room not far away was pushed open.

Satomi Inamori leaned half of her body out of the room cautiously.

She seemed to have heard the voice of Sawada Tsunayoshi coming in, so she turned her head and looked in the direction of the living room.After confirming that it was indeed Tsunayoshi who came to visit, Satomi quickly walked towards Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The red mark on Satomi's neck has completely disappeared, as if it never existed.It's just that she seems a little depressed, not as lively and cheerful as when we first met.

"Sawada-sensei." Satomi came over to say hello.

"What's the matter Satomi?" Although he had never tutored Satomi for a few days, the other party kept calling him teacher.

"I don't know a few questions, can you come and guide me?" She asked in a low voice.

Sawada Tsunayoshi first glanced at Isamu Sakurada with a questioning look.

Isamu Sakurada leaned on the cushion of the sofa, slightly raised his head in Satomi's direction, "Go ahead, we'll talk about it later."

After Tsunayoshi nodded, he stood up and walked to Satomi's side, "Let's go, Satomi, let me see what you can't do."

He followed Satomi all the way back to the room.

There are still two beds in Satomi's room.

There are clearly two white chairs with pulleys next to the long desk facing the window sill.

Satomi Inamori pursed her lips, and slowly pulled one of the chairs away, motioning for Tsuna to sit down first, and then pulled out her own chair.

The girl with loose black hair frowned tightly, her complexion was pale, and her eyes were not as bright as before.

She slowly opened her lips and said softly, "Sawada-sensei."

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at the girl who was obviously not in good condition, and immediately replied: "I am here."

Satomi suddenly sobbed softly, she lowered her head, raised her hand and wiped her eyes with her arm, and whispered in a trembling voice with a crying voice: "I'm so scared."

"I've been dreaming every night recently, and I always dream of a girl who can't see her face strangling my neck."

"I fell to the ground and she was riding on top of me. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free. Then I reached for a dagger and stabbed her in the stomach to make her go away." , Satomi couldn't help hugging her shoulders, obviously it was still summer, but she shook her teeth and shivered.

Sawada Tsunayoshi vaguely realized something was wrong, but he still chose to comfort the girl first: "Satomi, don't be afraid, it's all a dream."

The girl sobbed softly again: "I don't know, I don't know. After stabbing, I just remember that my hands were covered in blood, and then I woke up."

"But, Mr. Sawada, why does this scene always happen again and again when I fall asleep?" Satomi choked up, "Obviously the marks on my neck have been eliminated long ago, but when I look in the mirror, And I feel like that imprint will never be erased, me."

Her voice had become slurred, and she couldn't keep her words clear due to her agitation. She was crying like a broken ceramic doll.

Sawada Tsunayoshi promptly pulled out a few facial tissues from the paper on the desk, and immediately handed them to the crying girl. The girl took the paper and wiped the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes.

"Satomi, have you talked to Mr. Sakurada and Ms. Inamori about this?" he asked.

"No." Satomi shook her head, "I don't want them to worry."

"So, Satomi, what happened in that ring that night, do you remember?"

Satomi shook her head slowly again.Human beings are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and she instinctively resists this topic.

"I just remember that when I woke up from that ring, my hands were covered in blood." She murmured softly.

"But the blood wasn't mine. I didn't even have any big wounds on my body. Only on my neck."

During the conversation, Sawada Tsunayoshi observed the room from the corner of his eye.

Things in the house that belonged to Yuki seemed to have been disposed of.But the furniture is just too big, things like beds, chairs, things like that haven't gone away.

Lian Ye has a separate small room, she does not live here, this cannot explain why the large furniture in this room is for two people.

This made Sawada Tsunayoshi even more certain that Inamori Yuki existed.Her traces seemed to have been erased by some artificial means.

He couldn't believe that Mr. Sakurada didn't notice anything, especially when he saw Satomi's room.

"Satomi." Tsunayoshi Sawada stood up, raised his hand and gently put it on the girl's shoulder, "Don't always think about your own nightmares, and adjust yourself as soon as possible."

"And don't be afraid."

Satomi raised her head and looked at Tsunayoshi with those red and swollen eyes from crying.When she was stared at by his warm brown eyes, she felt as if she was wrapped in warmth, and her mood seemed to be a little calmer.

"Everyone will protect you, be strong." He gently rubbed the girl's hair.

At noon, Keiko Inamori cooked a rather hearty lunch.

She seemed to have some clues about the purpose of Sawada Tsunayoshi's visit. Although she didn't say anything, from the expensive lunch, Sawada Tsunayoshi could guess that Keiko Inamori knew that he was leaving.

When eating at noon, Satomi tried hard to maintain a more normal look.Although in Sawada Tsunayoshi's view, she was mostly forced to smile, but he knew that she had worked very hard to keep her elders from worrying.

Lian Ye ate quite happily, and the kidnapping incident didn't seem to have any effect on her.

Sawada Tsunayoshi still remembered that early in the morning of the second day after that incident, he immediately rushed to the member's apartment of the Armed Detective Agency to pick up Lian Ye.

When he opened the shoji door of Atsushi Nakajima's room, what he saw was Atsushi Nakajima kneeling on the tatami mat with a helpless face, and Lian Ye happily riding on his back.

When Atsushi Nakajima saw Sawada Tsunayoshi, he was about to cry as if he was about to be amnesty, and he yelled pitifully, "Mr. Sawada!"

It can be seen that this honest, sincere and kind detective member was bullied by Lian Ye not lightly.

Also from that day on, Sawada Tsunayoshi firmly believed that Sakurada Reiha's future must be limitless.

Lunch ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

Because there are children at home who want to sit on the sofa and watch TV, Isamu Sakurada took Tsunayoshi again into the rather large study room under the stairs.

The two sat on two small sofas separated by a glass tea table.

They are quite familiar with each other, and Isamu Sakurada went straight to the topic: "Do you want to change jobs to Hong Kong/Black?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi observed the man's facial expression, he couldn't feel how repulsive the man was to this topic, and he didn't seem to be angry because the employee wanted to change jobs.On the contrary, there is one.

The feeling of having everything under control.

Gangji nodded slowly: "Yes."

Isamu Sakurada took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

When he was sitting here last time, he wanted to hand one to Gangji but was declined, so he took out another one to Gangji this time and said, "Pick one with me."

Tsunayoshi took the cigarette and lit it with the help of Isamu Sakurada.

He has no addiction to cigarettes, nor does he have a habit of smoking, but he can smoke.

Speaking of Tsunayoshi Sawada, in fact, many people would comment on him with a sense of humor—this is the most exemplary family leader in Sicily.

He has neither the habit of smoking and drinking, nor is he close to women, and he has no habit of shocking the world, and he has never bothered to join the ranks of those low-ranking family leaders.

The only habit that is not very good is staying up late.

But that's because of work needs.

However, although everyone was joking, they still respected this young leader quite a lot.

Not only did he inherit the century-old Vengley family that has always stood at the top of Sicily, but under his governance, Sicily ushered in a huge change. And was reshuffled by a big shakeup.

This man is powerful and versatile, especially good at playing tricks with others.During his reign, he also learned from his lessons not to be indecisive, but he was never judged as cruel.

Although he was born in Japan, he is loved by the local residents because he will always provide them with some help no matter how big or small they turn to him.

"I don't know if you have noticed that although you have been a bartender for a while, the sign I placed at the door to recruit bartenders has never been withdrawn." Sakurada took a sip of the value An expensive cigarette, the smoke spit out from his mouth, the white smoke even blurred his face.

In this way, Tsunayoshi Sawada remembers that when he came to Ric to look for Mr. Sakurada's family, he also saw the signboard at the door.

"I knew from the first time you came to Ric that you weren't going to stay long," he said.

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded silently.

"Let me tell you the truth." Isamu Sakurada squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette again, and then said in a somewhat idle tone: "I actually have supernatural powers."

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at the man who seemed to be expressing emotion but also seemed to be carrying something else, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He never considered whether his boss also had supernatural powers.

In this case, on the contrary, when he analyzed Mr. Sakurada's behavior before, he speculated that the logic chain was broken at a certain place because of the lack of some "information that he didn't understand".

Isamu Sakurada has emphasized more than once that he does not believe in Tsunayoshi Sawada, he just believes in himself.

"Mr. Sakurada, what is your special ability?"

"It's a non-aggressive ability. I can use this ability to tell whether a person is telling lies, but the disadvantage is that I need to collect certain [information] before I can use this ability." He is very Sawada Tsunayoshi answered bluntly.

Huh?

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked.

Isn't that very similar to super intuitive?

His super intuition is telling him at this moment that Isamu Sakurada is telling the truth.Of course, this is also a comprehensive conclusion based on the combination of the other party's speaking posture, micro-expression, and the situation at this time.

Seeing Tsunayoshi Sawada's dazed expression, Isamu Sakurada couldn't help laughing. Although his voice was still rough and his expression fluctuated slightly, he looked quite happy.

"For example, I always know that Osamu Dazai's words are false." After he mentioned the man who always had a smile on his face but was full of bad intentions, his smile disappeared immediately.

"Another example is you. From the first time I saw you, you never lied to me." He took out the cigarette stick in his mouth and shook it towards the ashtray on the coffee table.

While shaking the cigarette, he raised his eyes and glanced at Tsunayoshi Sawada with those sharp eyes: "Of course, I am not a fool. What you said is not a lie, but it may not be the truth."

Having said all this, Tsunayoshi Sawada nodded honestly.

"This ability needs to collect [information] to draw conclusions. If the information is not comprehensive, it will only have no response in judging whether it is right or wrong." Sakurada Yu said solemnly.

"For me, I did too much evil in the first half of my life." He didn't look at Tsunayoshi Sawada, but his eyes were a little empty, as if he was recalling something, "I have an ex-wife, who is Lian Ye's biological mother. Li Ye was just born Died not long after."

Tsunakichi vaguely remembered that Sakurada seemed to have said a name called "Seri" the last time he came to visit.Probably this is the name of his ex-wife, and he can guess that Mr. Sakurada's ex-wife must have died unexpectedly.

"The moment she died in front of me, I realized that maybe I should do more good deeds. It doesn't matter what I become, but I don't want to see my family hurt anymore." The hand that held the cigarette with the index finger and middle finger together seemed to be trembling.

"So you gave me a job and a place to stay." Gang Ji accepted the other party's words, and he finally understood the other party's thoughts at the time.

And obviously, when he walked into Ric for the first time, the fact that he deliberately provoked a player was naturally noticed by the other party.Isamu Sakurada knew that he needed help, so he turned a blind eye and allowed him to go underground, which was probably to probe his bottom.

It seemed that after recalling something for a long time, Sakurada Yongcai nodded: "Yes."

"In the process of getting along with you, I also feel that you are not a bad person." He twisted the few remaining cigarettes directly on the ashtray, and then sat up straight. "Helping someone who is a little bit down, I have done some good deeds."

"I just ask for retribution not to happen to my family again." He said in a deep voice.

Therefore, during the years when he opened Ric, he refused to create fighting scripts with any capital, and he never maliciously made money.He tried his best to be fair and just, and he became a man who was respected and admired by almost everyone in the same circle.

When talking about his family, Tsuna immediately remembered the sense of incongruity he noticed in Satomi's room just now.

"Mr. Sakurada, what about Yuki I was talking to you about that day."

"My supernatural ability told me that day that what you said was not a lie." Isamu Sakurada interrupted him, and his face changed back to a poker face that couldn't detect emotion.

"When I got home, although I couldn't find any traces of 'Inamori Yuki''s life, I noticed the fact that most of the things in Satomi's room were for two people."

"And I don't remember why I set these things up as a pair." After he finished speaking, he folded his hands together and put his fingers together.

"Strange, isn't it?" He sneered as if mocking himself, raised his finger and pointed to the position of his heart, and continued: "Keiko and I feel that something is missing at home, and our heart is like an empty space." Like a piece."

"Sawada, if you really met that 'non-existent' child, can you tell me what she looks like?" Isamu Sakurada's poker face immediately fell apart when he asked this sentence.There was even a sense of vulnerability in his eyes that Tsunayoshi Sawada had never seen before.

It was hard for him to imagine that one day he would see such an expression on the face of this burly, majestic and powerful man.

"Yuki is also very beautiful. Her hair is black and smooth like Satomi's. She is a polite and quiet girl who learns things quickly and is very good." He replied.

He omitted all the weird feelings he felt on Yuki, and only a few words outlined a pretty beautiful image.

Isamu Sakurada smiled, his brows were still frowning downwards, it can't be called how good-looking it is.

"Sawada, thank you." His voice was sincere and sincere.

Tsunayoshi Sawada left from RicBar early the next morning.

He cleaned the staff quarters clean and tidy, and even wiped the glasses in the bartending counter from top to bottom.

Before leaving, Isamu Sakurada gave him a previously promised identity certificate, and then left a piece of advice——

"Be careful with the port mafia."

Sakurada Isamu knew from the beginning that Sawada Tsunayoshi came with a certain purpose, and now that the other party was leaving, he had no reason to stop him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the elevator to the towering floor.

After the silver metal door of the elevator unfolded from the middle to both sides, the goal was a long corridor surrounded by walls made of special materials and dimly lit.

Standing sideways at the door of the corridor were two men in dark suits whose faces could not be discerned while wearing sunglasses. Both of them held submachine guns/guns in their hands. Their bodies were burly, and their tight suits showed that they had well-trained muscles.

In the luxuriously decorated elevator, stood a man with bright orange hair.The two gun-wielding men retracted their guns in a well-trained manner, and nodded slightly towards Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded slightly, counting it as a response to the two.

He walked through this dark and long corridor. The dull sound of his shoes touching the ground echoed in the empty corridor. He didn't stop until a large dark red Western-style embossed door appeared in front of him.

Standing at the door, the two guards who were originally in a standard straddling posture held the doorknobs on one side and opened the door for him.

The scene inside the door was not what Zhongyuan Chuya expected.

The leader of the port mafia, Mr. Mori Ogai, is squatting on the ground at this time, holding a light blue bubble skirt in his hand, his face is full of happiness, and he is facing The little girl standing in front of him compares clothes.

With long blond and wavy hair, she seemed to dislike men's behavior. She put her hands on her hips, raised her hands, pouted her lips, and said very loudly: "No!"

The man seemed quite happy about this, he shook the little skirt in his hand, and walked around the girl: "Please, Alice, come and try this skirt, it will definitely look great if you wear it on your body." beautiful--"

"Absolutely! Impossible!" The girl turned her head again, avoiding Mori Ogai's gaze, her face was full of disgust.

"Mr. Sen, let me report to you about my recent work." The young man standing at the door said.

After hearing the voice, the two looked at Chuya Zhongyuan at the door together.

"Oh—it's Chuya-kun." The man glanced at him with a smile, maintaining his previous posture, and still trying to get Alice to change into this little skirt.

"If you have anything to report, just talk about it here." He turned his head and continued to play the dress-up game with Alice without any hesitation.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a few seconds.

Although so many years have passed, he will always be "fortunate" to encounter such a scene a few times, but even now he wants to complain about this scene.

But he also knew that Mr. Sen could indeed perfectly play with Alice while listening to his progress report.

As a result, Zhong Yuanzhong also began to report the recent work summary with a serious face.

Mori Ogai begged Alice to get dressed persistently, with an astonishingly greasy tone.He didn't look at the orange-haired man again until after listening to all the reports from Chuya Nakahara. He was still smiling, but he could see the sharpness hidden in it.

"Mr. Zhongye." He called slowly.

"Yes, Mr. Mori." Zhongya Nakahara maintained a straight and respectful stance.

"I heard that you recruited a new member from Ric's Sakurada?" He finally put down the skirt in his hand, and sat back on the leader's seat in a businesslike manner.

Zhongyuan Zhongyuan did not report this news to Senou Foreign Exchange.He was a little surprised that the leader learned of this so quickly, but soon he was relieved.

Although I don't know where Mori-san got the information, but because he is Mori Ogai, it doesn't seem to be surprising.

"Yes, his name is Tsunayoshi Sawada, 24 years old, I fought with him in Ric's underground." The orange-haired youth replied.

"Oh, so what's the result?" The man's tone rose a little, as if he was quite curious about it.

"A draw." Nakahara Zhongya replied, "Although it's just a sparring of physical skills, I think it's quite a rare event."

After all, there are very few people who can tie with the Central Plains in terms of physical skills.

"Oh, is that so?" Mori Ogai's scarlet eyes seemed to light up, and he folded his hands and gently pressed his chin, "Which department are you going to let him enter?"

"The Black Lizard lost several members in the latest battle, and I think the appearance of Tsunayoshi Sawada can just fill this vacancy." The orange-haired man replied.Regarding this point, when he received the mobile phone number called by Sawada Tsunayoshi, he thought about it.

"About the details of Sawada Tsunayoshi, have you done your investigation?" Nakahara Chuya heard the man ask in a deep voice.

He inexplicably felt a chill down his back.

"I think I have checked it out, Mr. Mori." He has indeed investigated the details of Sawada Tsunayoshi. Regarding his place of birth, graduate school, and some important experiences, they can all be compared with what he has. Extraordinary talent can match.

That can be said to be a fairly detailed document.

Mori Ogai just hummed and laughed slightly at this, he half closed his eyes, looked at the young man with a half-smile, and said softly in a somewhat lazy voice: "Chuya-kun, I will detain you for working like this." Salary."

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked in a daze.

I saw Mori Ogai picking up a stack of documents on the desk in front of him, with a photo of Sawada Tsunayoshi on it.He shook the document with a chuckle, and said faintly: "This information is forged."

As the man's voice fell, the orange-haired youth gradually opened his eyes wide.

The headquarters building of the Port Mafia is quite conspicuous in Yokohama.

Five towering skyscrapers arranged in a regular pentagon stand majestically, soaring into the sky.When standing under these tall buildings and looking up, you can't even see the head at a glance.

Sawada Tsunayoshi is wearing a plain black suit today, and a pair of bright black leather shoes that fit well and look good.

His figure in this suit is quite straight. Although he looks tall and thin, he is not thin.

Except for the "point" of the pentagon branching outward, which is a building with a different appearance and looks more complicated, the other four office buildings are all the same in Tsunayoshi's view.

He raised his head and distinguished for a moment before confirming which building Nakahara Chuya had told him.

Mr. Zhongyuan said that as long as he declared the name "Chuya Zhongyuan" in front of the door of that building, he would be let in by the guards in front of the building.Then someone will greet him, and it is probably necessary to go through a process such as interviews and inspections to see if he is suitable for taking up a job in Hong Kong/Black.

So Sawada Tsunayoshi tidied up his sleeves, and after making sure that there were no wrinkles in the clothes, he walked towards the stairs in front of the gate of the office building.

When he went up the stairs at a constant speed, he was watched by two guards with their hands on the door.

When he stood in front of the glass door, the two men who looked like guards immediately stretched out their strong arms and blocked the door. One of the men with a square face and sunglasses asked coldly: "Who is that?" ?”

"I'm Tsunayoshi Sawada, Mr. Nakahara called me for an interview today." He replied in a very polite tone.

However, the expected situation that the other party would withdraw his arm and let him in did not happen.Even after he finished answering, the two guards looked at each other, and then nodded as if confirming something.

The square-faced guard looked at him again, and asked again: "Your name is Tsunayoshi Sawada?"

Although confused, Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded honestly: "Yes."

Then he saw two guards