The power name is too shameful, I can't say it

If I faint now, will Mr. Kidd be beaten to death by his father?

Shall I explain it for him, hey, this is really a question to test my conscience.

So, before my father attacked me, I couldn't help but use the method he taught to break free from Mr. Kidd's hand.

It's not that I'm afraid that Mr. Kidd will take me as a hostage, he won't be so worthless.

It's just that I like this little skirt on me now.

In the explosion just now, I subconsciously protected it with supernatural powers and it was not damaged. It would be bad if I was sprayed with blood now.

As for Mr. Kidd, I believe that as the son of destiny who has been certified by the system, he will not be finished so easily.

"Jasmine, what are you doing?" Under Mr. Kidd's shock, I didn't lean against the petite and cute Alice, but threw myself into the arms of old Mr. Fox Sen.

I didn't pay attention to him, and I did it for the good of Mr. Kidd.

Although he will suffer under the attack of my adoptive father Fukuzawa Yukichi, his life will definitely be spared.

On the contrary, Mr. Sen, an old fox, will definitely not show mercy if he really wants to do something wrong.

Whether it is Alice, the supernatural body that specifically restrains Kidd, or the black gun of the old fox, Kidd can't avoid it.

This is already the maximum I can do for Kidd in this temporary friendship.

As I expected, Mr. Mori put away his pistol while catching me.

Alice also recovered her harmless appearance, leaned over to my side, and asked with concern: "Jasmine sauce, are you okay, your face is so pale."

After getting close to the old fox, my headache also eased a lot.

The other two memories gave up the oppression on my mind, leaving only those memories of Jasmine Mori continuously pouring into my mind, making me just stare at him blankly.

Seeing that I didn't answer Alice's words, the old fox hugged me gently smiled, and repeated the question: "Little Jasmine, are you okay?"

Hearing his question, I shook my head and replied dryly: "I just have a headache."

I have a headache about this Mr. Mori who is exactly like my father, whether this old fox is the father in my memory.

His appearance is familiar to me, and the scent of incense on his body also makes me feel at ease, no matter how I look at it.

This is the father I remember, Mori Ogai, the leader of the port mafia.

Mr. Sen, who was holding me, gently patted my head: "It's good that you're fine, but why did Jasmine appear here?"

The voice was exactly the same, gentle but not stern.

During his questioning, I subconsciously reached out and put my arms around his neck and leaned over to rub against him like a kitten, sweetly trying to fool me by acting like a baby: "My lord father."

Following my movements, Mr. Sen's body stiffened for a moment, and then he returned to normal: "It's a great honor to be called that. I also like Miss Jasmine very much. You are like my daughter."

"How can it be said that Jasmine is your daughter?" I shook his arm and acted unhappily: "You clearly said that Jasmine is your little princess and your treasure."

The hand of the old fox stroking my hair stopped for a moment, and he looked at me with wine red eyes.

After looking at me for a while, he suddenly smiled, and Mr. Sen said with a little sigh: "Yes, Jasmine is my daughter."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Sen simply hugged me and kissed me on the cheek: "My little princess, how about going home with me?"

I nodded obediently: "Okay, Jasmine likes Father, and also likes Elder Sister Alice."

"I like jasmine sauce too!" Alice, who I called my sister, also jumped into Mr. Mori's arms and hugged me intimately.

Mr. Sen stopped talking, just hugged me and rubbed my head with warm hands.

After all, I didn't sleep all night and escaped under the filth, and soon I yawned heavily.

After being slapped a few times by Mr. Mori, I couldn't suppress my sleepiness.

After I yawned and rubbed my cheek against his red scarf, Mr. Mori looked at me with a more gentle expression.

Although he is a cruel and cold-blooded mafia leader outside, he is indeed a good father.

He has a smell that I am familiar with, he is the person who coaxed me to sleep countless times and comforted me when I woke up from my sleep.

As if sleeping but not sleeping, I heard Mr. Sen sigh helplessly: "If this continues, I really want to bring Miss Jasmine back to the port mafia. But if that's the case, someone will definitely turn against me."

Mr. Sen who was speaking looked in one direction and shook his head helplessly: "This is not in line with my optimal solution."

Even though he said that, I could feel the hand holding me tight.

Although his voice was very small, his words were like a basin of cold water, which woke me up from a sleepy state.

Maintaining a posture pretending to be asleep, I secretly turned my head in the direction he was looking at, and saw my adoptive father, His Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi, chasing and killing Kidd with a samurai sword.

Although he was not cut, Mr. Kidd still left a lot of marks on his white clothes, looking extremely embarrassed.

It seems that part of the attention is also on our side, with our words,

The attacks in the hands of the adoptive father were not so coherent, which also allowed Mr. Kidd to dodge the attacks smoothly.

"Since we know each other, I will entrust the lovely Miss Jasmine to your protection."

Sensing the opportunity, Mr. Kidd left a word and quickly slipped away.

He is worthy of being the son of destiny, although he is very embarrassed.

But he escaped like this, I was happy for him in my heart, but at the same time I felt a little regretful.

After Mr. Kidd left, my adoptive father, His Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi, did not let go of the knife in his hand.

He turned the knife and pointed it towards us, with a solemn expression and a stern tone: "As I said, you and your monsters should not come near Jasmine."

As the adoptive father approached, Alice also floated up and blocked his only way, and I started to have a headache again.

Sensing that something was wrong with me, Mr. Sen put his hand on my carotid artery, "Your affairs will be settled by you, little Jasmine should sleep well."

"No." Knowing that he was going to use the previous trick again, I subconsciously resisted: "My lord, don't want it."

Mr. Sen's hands trembled and he relaxed his strength. Instead of continuing to strike, he looked at my adoptive father and said, "Your Excellency Silver Wolf, you don't want to fight me in front of Jasmine, do you?"

In the silence of the adoptive father, he seemed to say ostentatiously: "If I get hurt, the little girl will feel distressed."

After they looked at each other for a moment, the adoptive father put down the knife in his hand.

Mr. Sen also hugged me and walked towards him: "Such a cute little girl, I really don't want to give it back to you."

Even so, Mori-san handed me to my adoptive father who was pulling his collar and trying to get away with pretending to be asleep.

"Jasmine dropped this." Following Alice's voice, I realized that there was something heavy on my body, and it was Alice who found the dagger I had lost.

At the same time, Mr. Mori also put a heavy dick on my hand.

Ah, after discovering what it was, I subconsciously grasped this thing tightly, which is much easier to use than a dagger.

Mr. Mori chuckled immediately.

The old fox is really annoying, I pretended to be half asleep, changed my posture in the arms of my adoptive father, and firmly held the pistol he gave me.

Acquiescing to my pretending to be asleep, my adoptive father Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed helplessly: "How could you give such a dangerous thing to a little girl?"

"There are special bullets in it that can target supernatural beings, which can protect her safety better than daggers."

Mr. Sen said quite seriously: "Even if it's a meeting gift, I don't mean that to Jasmine. She is really like my daughter. I just hope she can protect herself."

Seems to be persuaded by him, the adoptive father who hugged me didn't say anything, acquiescing that I put away this pistol.

To me, Mr. Sen is really as generous as ever, and even exceeded the bottom line.

He clearly taught me that the mafia is just a violent organization and everything it does is for profit, but in fact he didn't get any benefit from me, but gave away a lot of things for nothing.

This is really distressing and worrying.

I just leaned in the arms of my adoptive father and listened to their chatter.

After pretending to sleep for a long time, I finally felt drowsy even though I hadn't slept all night.

In a daze, the fog in Yokohama seems to have dissipated, and today is another beautiful day.

The voice in my ear became smaller and smaller, and I fell asleep completely.

When I woke up again, there was a famous detective eating rough snacks in front of me.

After meeting my gaze, he looked at me with a smile and asked, "Jasmine, what does it feel like to have supernatural powers?"