Goujin has something to say

The temperature in the room seemed to drop gradually.

The dog's hand was completely empty, and the purple smoke quickly dissipated, and the coldness penetrated into the bone marrow bit by bit. He stared at his palm, feeling a little disappointed.

Although this is the person he lost in the first place.

The young man stood in front of the door for about a minute, put his hand on the doorknob, and opened the door slowly.

Ten years ago, Fukagawa Kirei didn't know that this was the private residence of Gokumaki. The conjurer in his 20s had already left the high school of conjuration, and now he was acting alone as a special first-class conjurer.

The conjurer is mostly alone, as is the dog-curledthorn.

Gou Juanji clenched his hands, obviously he was not harmed from the exorcism spirit, but he felt pain pervading every nerve.

The empty house told him that the girl just now was just a dream that would break up at the touch of a button.

—— Fukagawa Kirei died on a sunny day five years ago.

She was missing a part of her soul, so she didn't survive. When the dog rolled from Tokyo to Yokohama, she didn't even see her for the last time.

In order to prevent [the embryo] from rioting, her body was forcibly cremated after a high-level agreement among all parties.

Curlythorn took a deep breath.

The spellcaster thought about his lover countless days and nights. It was difficult for him to fall asleep at night, and his mental state reached the worst state at one time. ] as an illusion.

The people around began to worry that the descendants of the curse masters were in this state to exorcise the curse, and the danger they faced would be much greater.

Gojo Satoru won him a long vacation.

It wasn't until Nakahara Nakaya learned about this incident that he rushed from Yokohama to Tokyo and knocked on the door of the dog roll.

—a punch in the face.

The smell of blood pulled the dog out of the illusion constructed by the spell. He tilted his head and stared at the lady's slippers at the entrance, without speaking for a long time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had no expression on his face. It was not easy for him to pass away as a relative. "What are you bastard doing?"

Curlythorn the dog did not answer.

"Tsk." The young man who was already one of the five major cadres of the port mafia in front of him raised his hand and wiped his face, and frowned when he saw the blood at the corner of the dog's mouth: "Put down your mourning look, that guy Kirei It's not because you died."

The sword of Damocles hanging above his head fell.

If she hadn't separated her soul to protect herself, if she was by her side, if...

Curlythorn tasted the bitter taste of blood in his mouth.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze also fell on the pair of ladies' slippers, which were very Fukagawa Kirei's style.

This house is full of traces of Fukagawa Kirei's life - the dog Maki is trying to maintain this illusion.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment, and took out a small pendant from the pocket of the windbreaker, made of wool felt, except for a little blood on the tip of the rice ball, it was very clean, and it could be seen that its owner loved it very much.

"She asked me to leave it to you." Gravity's voice was suppressed, and he remembered Fukagawa Kirei's curled mouth: "Meeting you is the happiest thing for her. Besides, my condolences."

The young man closed his eyes, pulled himself out of the broken memories, walked through the dimly lit corridor, and opened the door of a locked room.

His hands were still trembling - he hadn't opened this door for a long time.

It's like Pandora opened the magic box, and the memories pouring out overwhelm the dog curly thorn.

Some memories are not pleasant to touch, and the dog curls his eyes and glances at the blood stained on the cuff of the white shirt, and finally does not choose to go in.

If Fukagawa Kirei had been present ten years ago, she would have found that this room was exactly the same as the configuration of her residence at the Conjuration High School.

The only difference is that there are several pendants on the table, and in the center is a plush toy that vaguely looks like a dog curly spine.

The dog's breathing was very slow, and he lowered his eyes, watching the room carefully with a quiet gaze.

It's been five years.

The pain may fade slowly with the passage of time, but today it surged up again.

Now, the last existence that accompanied him, and the source of his self-condemnation day and night, was completely returned to its owner by him.

"I miss you very much." He closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

The power of language cannot be attached to non-existing humans, and the dog curly spine didn't say anything in the end, he got up and left.

Before leaving, he gently closed the door.

……

Sawada Tsunayoshi watched as Fukagawa Kirei drank all the milk he handed over, and handed her the tissue at hand very thoughtfully.

Fukagawa Kirei said "Thank you", she wiped her mouth and put her hands on her knees, looking cute.

"I want to talk to you about the death of you ten years later." Said Tsunayoshi Sawada calmly.

For the mafia, death is actually commonplace, but it is indeed a very strange thing that Fukagawa Kirei, who possesses such abilities, will die.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's super intuition told him that this matter is very important.

Fukagawa Kirei didn't understand why death, which he didn't bother with, was so serious in the eyes of these people: "Please tell me?"

"According to the information obtained from Vengley's intelligence network, you will not participate in the struggle on the Italian Mafia side in the future. Then the problem should be on the Japanese side. Do you have any idea about this?"

If possible, Sawada Tsunayoshi wants Fukagawa Kirei to avoid [Death].

Fukagawa Kirei thought as he listened—ten years is too long, Mori Ogai has changed from a handsome young man to a haggard old man in two years, I don’t know if the port mafia will still exist after ten years There is a pinch.

She shook her head: "I don't know, but if you die in the presence of both Dazai and Chuya, you may not be able to avoid it."

Osamu Dazai possesses a supernatural ability that can disable supernatural abilities, and Nakahara Chuya's gravity field can completely block any approaching attack, and Fukagawa Kirei himself is not afraid of any existence with life.

Fukagawa Kirei didn't seem to care, but actually thought about it in his heart.

Realize that things may be more complicated than you think.The gentle Pengele Judai frowned.

"Aside from the port mafia, what other mafia organizations are there in Yokohama?"

Fukagawa Kirei: "Judaime should be clear, right? Except for the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, there is no organization that can fight the current port mafia."

The victory of the dragon head war gave too much.

Sawada Tsunayoshi pondered: "So, is there any supernatural event that was forcibly suppressed?"

Pengo Li's Judaimu had actually heard a little about the embryo that Mori Ogai had been monitoring, but many forces were hiding the news at the same time, and it was still very difficult to know the complete inside story.

"Don't bother Judaime, maybe the source of the problem is myself?" Fukagawa Kirei shrugged, she really felt helpless: "I will go for regular physical examinations! Judaime don't need to worry too much about me!"

Pengo Lie's [-]th generation regarded Fukagawa Kirei as his own, and being older, he cared more about the little girl.

"You...forget it." Tsunayoshi Sawada took a pen and tapped it twice on the desktop: "If possible, I still hope that you can switch from Mr. Mori to Vengley, it is not suitable for you .”

Fukagawa Kirei heard this spirit.

"It's like this. You and I are also familiar with Judaime." Fukagawa Kirei stood up, plausibly saying: "I came here with a mission, that is, Mr. Mori, he wants to sign a transportation route for weapons with you, so that I'm here for the initial negotiations!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi let out an "ah".

In fact, he also has this wish. The threat of the Mirufiore family is aimed at the entire world and even the entire parallel time and space. Although the port mafia is not a very good organization, at this time it will not be possible to have one more Japanese ally. is bad.

——Besides, the port mafia has a lot of enviable fighting power.

Fukagawa Kirei lightly turned over the conversation just now, looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi in front of her, and bit by bit released the sincerity that Mori Ogai belongs to the port mafia: "Mr. The base in Tokyo and the port mafia can help each other...although I don't know how to help each other."

Sawada Tsunayoshi lightly rubbed the pen in his hand, Judaime did not avoid Fukagawa Kirei when he was thinking, the port mafia is indeed a great partner.

"Judaime, please don't worry." Fukagawa Kirei moved his chair forward and said in a low voice, "I will supervise Mr. Mori so that he does not suppress the price too much."

After all, the current port mafia is very rich!

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at her, a little dumbfounded: "Do you think Pengo Lie will be short of money?"

Fukagawa Kirei: "...Oh."

Sawada Tsunayoshi put down the pen in his hand, he seemed to have made some decision, Fukagawa Kirei watched as he took out a document from the side and wrote his name on it.

"This is a document related to cooperation. In addition to what you just said, I have to add one more item." During the negotiation, Peng Gelei was not so affectionate: "Don't worry, this item is about you."

Fukagawa Kirei:! !This is another price.

She held back and didn't say this, but reminded tactfully: "Although Mr. Sen is not a good person, he probably wouldn't do such a thing as selling his subordinates for glory...it should be."

Fukagawa Kirei was not at ease, and added another sentence: "Besides, my heart belongs to me, and I won't just leave my hometown."

Kokichi Sawada:……

Sawada Tsunayoshi unexpectedly discovered that he had gotten used to the extremely jumping brain circuit of Fukagawa Kirei.

He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, propped up the table and stood up.

"I want to say that Vengley has the best doctor in the world." The man explained gently and patiently: "I heard from you and Yamamoto that your soul is pure black, which is very rare."

"It just so happens that Dr. Shamar has been stationed at Vengley's headquarters recently, so I want you to visit him, maybe you can find... some methods."

Sawada Tsunayoshi is not completely kind, if Shamar can find potential hidden dangers, he wants to sell Fukagawa Kirei a favor by the way.

——If possible, in the subsequent unavoidable battles, he hopes that this side of himself can have an extra helper.

Fukagawa Kirei was actually a little concerned about her restored soul, she looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi for two seconds.

Decide or believe, this man with a beautiful soul.