Goujin has something to say

Inside the port mafia, in a certain room of combat preparations.

Fukagawa Kirei sat on the sofa, leaning his head back on the sofa, looking hopeless.

——I haven’t left Yokohama for a whole month.

Next to him, Nakahara Nakaya raised his hand and wiped his head. He had been busy all night yesterday and just rushed over after taking a shower. His wet hair was still draped over his shoulders.

Fukagawa Kirei arrived earlier than him, and now his hair is half dry.She would never blow-dry her own hair without being reminded.

Fukagawa Kirei tilted his head: "Miss Hongye hasn't finished the interrogation yet? Yokohama is very big, I don't want to search for people all over the map."

[Collector] left a lot of legacy, the government's decision-making mistakes made it impossible to deal with the factors left over from the Great War, and while it hurts to lose a lot of money, it can only be contested by the organization in Yokohama.

It is equivalent to saying that these unowned properties belong to whoever finds them.

— All organizations are flocking to it.

In the beginning, fighting only existed at night.

Yokohama is such a city. The endless sound of gunshots and explosions cannot be stopped, passing through the buildings into the ears of human beings, and the ordinary people are as quiet as chickens, all of which acted as air in this sudden outbreak of war.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head, his face was a little tired: "No, why don't you go to bed?"

Fukagawa Kirei sighed: "I don't know when I can go back to school, I miss the warm classroom."

Nakahara has also learned to automatically filter Fukagawa Kirei's nonsense, he got up and quickly blow-dried his hair, holding the hair dryer and asked Fukagawa Kirei: "Do you want to blow?"

Fukagawa Kirei swiftly moved to where he was standing, obediently sat on the table in front of him and waited for Nakahara Chuya to help dry his hair.

Nakahara Nakahara has long been used to this kind of daily life like taking care of children. Fukagawa Kirei's hair has been getting longer and longer recently, and it dries slowly.

"Zhongye Zhongya, why don't you go study with me?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped his hands, and changed the gear of the hair dryer with his thumb, and the wind noise became quieter.

The gravity of the Port Mafia scanned her up and down.

"You've dealt with too much trash recently, and your mind is blurred?" The boy frowned, and he added: "Is there any problem recently? If there are signs of losing control, remember to bring that bastard Dazai with you."

Fukagawa Kirei shook his head. With so many people added up, he is not as strong as the cursed master who killed him for the first time. Her current state is not stable enough.But it doesn't matter, if the situation is really out of control, Osamu Dazai can also come in handy.

Alas, why so many people reject reading.

"Speaking of..." Fukagawa Kirei said with emotion, "I didn't even know there were so many people in Yokohama."

Ever since Kirei Fukagawa and Osamu Dazai returned to Yokohama, communications with the outside world have been disrupted by the government, and the communication channels with the outside world have been almost completely cut off.

They want ordinary humans here to fend for themselves.

"It's cruel." Fukagawa Kirei said these words without emotion: "All people are abandoned children, and the authorities who can do such things have not yet stepped down."

Designing politics, Zhongyuan Zhong also chose not to join the group chat.

She sighed meaningfully: "Oh, my vacation is over."

Alice, who had been in the room all the time but didn't make a sound, raised her head, and Mori Ogai could hear everything Fukagawa Kirei said through the child, and the blond-haired and blue-eyed Loli blinked her eyes.

"It's okay, Rintaro has already asked Kirei for leave, and the student council president also allowed this kind of behavior."

Fukagawa Kirei changed his sitting position with his back to Alice, choosing to escape from reality.

Alice ran to her side with the little cake in her arms. The blond-haired little loli held up two forks in her hand and looked at her with bright eyes.

"Don't be angry, eat cake!"

Fukagawa Kirei looked at her for three seconds, then took the fork in her hand as a matter of course, and very calmly dug a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

Alice held the cake in her hand proudly: "It's strawberry flavored, Rintaro said you would like it."

"Alice, although you are Mr. Mori's superpower, I still wish you get rid of that old man as soon as possible!"

"..." Alice took another bite of the cake with another fork, "Rin Taro still cares about you."

Fukagawa Kirei was just about to complain to Mori Ogai through her side profile that it was impossible to be under surveillance and have no freedom at all, when there was a knock on the door of the combat preparation room.

A slightly deep voice came from the young man: "Is Kirei there? Open the door."

Fukagawa Kirei swiftly slid down from the sofa and opened the door for him: "Mr. Oda!"

Oda Sakunosuke, a real low-level member of the port mafia, a man who takes care of all the trivial matters at the bottom, and a man who has sworn not to kill anyone, takes good care of Fukagawa Kirei.

Fukagawa Kirei respected him very much, just as he was about to open the door, he saw Osamu Dazai who raised his hand and greeted him with a smile.

She twisted her hand, intending to close the door again with her backhand, Oda Sakunosuke raised his hand helplessly to support the door.

Osamu Dazai took advantage of this gap to look inside the room, and found that Nakahara Chuya was also there.

The boy blinked, and Fukagawa Kirei chose to let go and let the two of them come in to talk—after all, who knows if the port mafia will have undercover agents.

"Since everyone is here, let's explain the situation directly here."

Temporary spokesperson Osamu Dazai stood in the middle of the room: "Mr. Mori has already had a preliminary goal, but there are still a few organizations that need to be eradicated first, otherwise all actions will be a waste of time."

Fukagawa Kirei raised his hand: "I know! If those properties had been obtained earlier, the rest of the people would have come together to blow up the port mafia, and then the pressure would have been doubled."

Dazai Osamu nodded in concurrence: "That's right, it looks like you've learned something, Kirei~"

Oda Sakunosuke helped her to press the curled ends of her hair: "It can also be said that Chief Mori wants to be the last oriole."

"For the next period of time, we will all act together." Dazai Osamu patted Fukagawa Kirei on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "After all, you and Chuya, both dogs cannot do without their masters."

Fukagawa Kirei & Nakahara Chuya: ...

Zhong Yuanzhong also kicked him angrily.

Jokes aside, Fukagawa Kirei still wants to resolve the matter here in Yokohama as soon as possible. It is nothing more than various organizations vying for the leading position. With Osamu Dazai as the valve, she will be less restrained in using supernatural powers.

Mori Ogai is also very busy. There are various organizations who want to join or cooperate. Of course, there are many organizations that threaten to oppress and want the port mafia to give up.

Although Fukagawa Kirei often complained about Mori Ogai, he was still a very defensive person at heart, and she undoubtedly called all the organizations that came to threaten him to Chuya Nakahara.

#There is no one who can fight#

Sneak attacks won't work when Fukagawa Kirei's camera is turned on, and thermal weapons probably won't work under Chuya's gravitational field in the Central Plains.

In general, as long as the soul of a human being is slightly destroyed, it will cause irreparable damage. Kirei Fukagawa was completely burned to death in the past, but he was too lazy to increase the workload for himself.

The subordinate who came with him worked tirelessly to remove the weapon from the corpse, and whispered to his companion: "Miss Fukagawa is crazy."

"Isn't Mr. Nakaya the same? And Mr. Dazai, why do you feel that bullets will never reach him."

"Ah... the three of them will soon become cadres, right?"

"That must be after the end of this war." The mafia who hung the gun on his body sighed: "It's almost two months, who knows."

After searching for the available things, Zhongyuan Zhong finally went to blow up the organization's base.

Fukagawa Kirei waved his hand, sweeping away the rising smoke and dust, sighing in his heart.

As expected of Chuya, real men never look back at explosions.

Their mission today is basically over. The fight that lasted for almost two months has already eliminated the relatively small families from the final round. What remains are several large organizations comparable to the port mafia, as well as several temporary alliances, large-scale It's also a huge organization.

But it's not bad for Fukagawa Kirei.

She wasn't much affected by the war, but the way she got used to it made people feel a little disturbed.

Fukagawa Kirei stretched his waist, looked at the gloomy night around him, and suggested, "Shall we go find Dazai?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his hands, feeling a little disgusted by the bloody feeling in his hands.

The young man took off his black gloves, exposing the back of his white hands, his fingertips turned black due to the excessive use of supernatural powers: "Don't wait for him, if you are tired, go back and rest first."

Fukagawa Kirei didn't feel tired at all.

Before Zhong Yuanzhong also joined the port mafia, she had been in the port mafia for a long time. In her memory, she was born near here. The former leader regarded her as a killing machine, and her fate with Mori Ogai also came from going to the black market. Treatment begins.

However, the two of them hit it off and immediately decided to leave Osamu Dazai behind.

Nakahara Chuya's motorcycle stopped a little further away, and he asked Fukagawa Kirei to stay where he was, and drove the car over by himself.

The moonlight was shrouded by clouds that blocked it, and Fukagawa Kirei put his hands in his pockets, staring down at the ground ahead—many streets in Yokohama were soaked in blood.

The clarity in front of him was much lower, Fukagawa Kirei covered his mouth and coughed twice, then raised his eyes.

...This is the strange ability that Osamu Dazai mentioned before.

In the gathered gray mist, a pair of golden eyes stared at her closely. The originally incorporeal black mist slowly moved in the air, and then gathered into a human form that basically had the same appearance as Fukagawa Kirei.

She landed, and greeted Fukagawa Kirei with an almost weird smile, and then her black arm turned into a sharp blade, stabbing towards Fukagawa Kirei's neck.

Her mouth opened and closed without making a sound, but Fukagawa Kirei knew what she was talking about.

【Come with me... let me take you away. 】

Fukagawa Kirei dodged back, she raised her hand expressionlessly.

The black supernatural body hesitated for a second, and then realized that she was Fukagawa Kirei's ability. She lost her supernormal ability, and now she is just an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken.

However, in the next second, the blazing flames instantly enveloped the black entity.

The strange ability looked at the original owner in disbelief, it raised its hand to caress its own cheek, and the severe pain instantly wrapped it.

After a while, there was a small, pure black gemstone left on the ground.

Fukagawa Kirei's eyes drooped slightly.

She lifted her foot and crushed the valuable gemstone.

The mist gradually dissipated.

Nakahara Chuya's motorcycle stopped in front of him, and he landed on one foot to support the ground, frowning and looking around.

"gone."

Fukagawa Kirei swiftly climbed into the back seat of his car, obediently put on his helmet: "Okay!"

……

In the office of the head of the port mafia, the subordinates who were hurrying to and fro heard a sudden loud noise from inside.

The surveillance camera that had been monitoring Yokohama's underground suddenly exploded. If Mori Ogai hadn't reacted quickly, the place where he was sitting would definitely be affected.

The danger came without warning, and it didn't look like an enemy had planted a bomb.

The subordinates who reacted quickly rushed in, and saw that the LCD screens were completely scrapped, and thick white smoke gushed out, making the choking people unable to breathe normally.

"Take care of this here." Mori Ogai put on a white coat and walked out. His pace was so fast that his subordinates had to face the wreckage in the office before they could react.

Mori Ogai frowned while walking quickly towards another room, he opened the door, and the spare contact tools were ready on the table.

The head of the port mafia quickly dialed the emergency numbers of the conjurers and exorcists.

"It might be waking up."

It wasn't specified, but it was clear to those on both ends of the line what he was talking about.

The monster underground in Yokohama has moved for the first time since its discovery five years ago.