Port Mafia executives have something to say

"This voice is...Mr. Deep Sea? Are you still alive?"

I heard Orihara Rinya's voice that was always mocking everything, but now he was very surprised.

Before I could reply, as expected, the next second he began to have that kind of yin and yang strangeness, "Although you promised to protect me at the beginning, but you have been silent for the past four years, I thought you had passed away It's gone—although I haven't received a single obituary here."

"...You'd better not mess with me now, Orihara Rinya."

I warned this ignorant guy in a light tone, while fiddling with the golden and attractive mille-feuille cake on the white porcelain plate with a fork, "Although I have not been here for a few years, when you and Dostoev Those things that the two of them did together, but they have not forgotten."

"Your Excellency's current attitude, is it because you are going to wait for me to go over, and then settle our old scores with you?"

After all, for me, those times were just last month.

In the process of the whole work, it was the devil of [Rat of the Dead House], Miss Suzuki who was plotted by countless parties and finally died, and even Rinya Orihara was plotted by this guy in the end, and was forced to I promised to protect this person as a "quasi-officer of Port Mafia"—even though I didn't fulfill my obligation for a long time, I left this world.

Anyway, I kind of remember him as a person.

Not to mention the time when Oda and I were partners for the last time in that difficult Tokyo where we were constrained everywhere... Every day is so impressive that I will never forget it.

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then it sounded very reluctant to say: "I was rude, may I ask the quasi-cadres what you want to tell me?"

"Don't call me a quasi-cadre—but there are no important orders, but I need you to help me deliver some news to a few people. It is equivalent to reselling information, which is just your old business that you have done well."

I drew a little matchstick figure next to the plate with jam and cream, and thoughtfully scraped off her head. "The first one is, Miss Celty."

"Just a message?"

His voice sounded full of doubts, "I didn't expect that after you disappeared for such a long time, the first person you want to find is actually her?"

"Any questions?"

"...Well, but when it comes to the identity of the porter, I can understand it, after all, you two are inexplicably attracted to each other." There was a sound of typing on the keyboard from the phone, "But she is now Not in Ikebukuro, but traveling with Silla to other places... The last stop is Okinawa."

"It doesn't matter if she's not in Ikebukuro, or it's better if she's not here."

I squeezed the fork to erase the headless cream figure, and then started to draw the next one: everything else is easy to say, but it is really troublesome to use cream to paint details such as glasses, "because my plan doesn't need her Come over to help, you just need to send a few words to Celti for me."

"Stay away from Yokohama."

"Away from... Yokohama?"

Orihara Rin also subconsciously repeated what I said.

"Well, it's better to stay away from Japan. It's not bad to take her partner directly back to her hometown in Ireland."

I put my hand up and thought about it for a while, "Just say this is advice to her as a friend. By the way, say hello to Dr. Kishitani for me. If I have time in the future, I will visit them both in Ikebukuro again."

"..."

After listening to my words over there, they suddenly fell into a suffocating silence like the depths of the sea.

After a long while, I heard Orihara Rin's voice of redemption, "That, Mr. Shen Hai,"

"Although I don't know what you have experienced in the past few years, you suddenly say something that doesn't sound good with subtext. But what is going on—"

"Hey, does it sound really bad?" I interrupted him directly, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, no matter what, I will try my best to control the range within Yokohama, and try not to let this conflict Reaching your beloved Ikebukuro."

"I'm not in Tokyo right now. And—"

"You're not there. Could it be that you ran away from home?" I interrupted him impatiently again, "If that's the case, would you like to come and do something for me? The salary is negotiable, and you can pay as much as you want for the annual salary." It's all fine."

Among other things, I still have a whole cruise ship's gold bars sunk on the bottom of the sea. Here, I still want to express my gratitude to A who has been working hard to make money in the box.

"...Thank you for your kindness, I am very satisfied with my current job."

Orihara Rinya's voice sounded as if it was forcefully squeezed out of his throat, and at the same time, it was completely opposite to his previous behavior, "Besides, no matter what Mr. Shen Hai plans to do now, I Personally, you should think carefully about all my suggestions. Acting on impulse alone will not solve any problems."

"..."

Wasn't this intelligence dealer quite decisive in his actions at the beginning? Why does his speech now sound like a worrying old woman, babbling endlessly?

Is it such a terrible thing to change people in four years?

I couldn't help but wandered my mind for a while—what if by the time we meet, Mr. Nakaya will also become like this Kasan's character...?

However, he seems to have a bit (human qi) tendency towards this aspect.

No matter in the work and tasks, or in the daily relationship, the Mr. Nakaya in my impression, except for chasing Dazai to find faults and then being played in the end is not an example.jpg., he just followed me tirelessly.

While beating my head in pain, I repeated the advice of "drink more hot water and eat less cake", "dry your hair after soaking in the hot spring", "stand back if you are not good at physical skills"——

I gently pushed the white porcelain plate containing the cake aside, lay down on the table and buried my head in the embraced arms.

My nose is inexplicably sore, and I feel that I am alone now, I am really wronged.

I should be a little... missing him.

In other words, I miss those noisy days in the past.

"...Mr. Deep Sea, are you listening to me? If someone else is encouraging you this time, please recall what that 'devil man' did back then, how about gaining some experience?" Orihara Rinya over there continued to sneer at me incomprehensibly.

In fact, I can more or less understand that after he vaguely guessed my "plan", he began to destroy the character design, and began to talk so patiently.

This is also normal.

When human beings make wishes to the gods, they all have hope in their hearts, hoping that their wishes can be fulfilled by the hands of the gods, so they pray devoutly to those statues without the slightest spirituality over and over again.

"I heard."

I continued to lie on the table and started stuffing cakes into my mouth, trying to save myself from the sudden negative emotions with dessert.

At the same time, he whispered to Orihara Lin on the phone, "I have thought it through. This is also a decision I made on my own will, without anyone's interference—including you who are still talking endlessly trying to stop me, Nor does it have the ability to interfere with me in the slightest."

"It seems that my blocking method is too low-level."

Orihara Lin also gave a wry smile.But in the next second, he returned to his original sarcastic and sly tone, "If you say, 'I' has no ability to interfere with your plan—what if you don't know this gentleman?"

Just before I could react, I heard a "beep", which was probably a notification sound such as switching or interrupting a call.It was probably Orihara Rinya, who contacted someone else while I was distracted.

But it doesn't matter, as I imagined before.

My plan does not have the kind of precise steps that are interlocking and cannot continue if a certain link fails.

But even if the whole plan is widely advertised, printed as leaflets and posted everywhere in the streets and alleys, there is no way to stop and save the nightmare——

Just then, a voice that was so familiar and even made me want to cry sounded from the phone.

"Jing Jun,"

that voice...

"Where are you?"

It's Dazai.

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