The cursed girl is not disqualified in the world

"Ding"

The elevator button no longer lights up, it stops at the eighteenth floor.

"It's here, Dazai-kun."

A man named Seiichiro reminded Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai, who was awakened from his memory, glanced at him indifferently: "So you were waiting for me in the lobby."

He already guessed Seiichiro's purpose.

Seiichiro didn't deny it: "If I wasn't waiting for you Dazai-kun in the lobby, Dazai-kun would have stayed in the elevator, pretending that you didn't hear the news of our coming to the port mafia, right?"

Osamu Dazai snorted coldly, and walked out of the elevator first: "No, I will go to see you, the people from Hazuki's family."

Looking at the person walking in front of him, Seiichiro closed his mouth and followed the other person's footsteps.

Osamu Dazai walked in the corridor that he was used to walking on weekdays. The corridor that he thought was not long before now seemed extremely short, because he quickly walked to the reception room; but Osamu Dazai felt that the corridor today was extraordinarily long, Because he walked for a long time before reaching the reception room.

Standing at the door of the reception room, Osamu Dazai used half of his courage to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, and the remaining half of his courage was used to protect the image of Miss Aoi in his heart, and then it was like walking into the judgment field Pushed open the wooden door of the reception room.

"Squeak..."

The slight sound of the door opening was magnified a hundred times by Osamu Dazai. He faced the people in the reception room with a blank expression, like a sculpture that suddenly breathed, waiting for others to execute him.

There was a moment of silence in the reception room, and then a steady voice rang out: "...Although they belong to that family, they look much better than those guys."

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, he stared blankly at the carpet under his feet, as if there was something worthy of his attention.

"Ugh……"

The owner of the voice sighed.

"Are you so against people who see Hazuki's family, Dazai-kun?"

Osamu Dazai's tone was floating: "No."

The man who asked the question frowned: "Seiichiro, you stay outside the door, I want to have a few words with Dazai-kun."

Seiichiro bowed his lower body: "Yes, sir."

Immediately, the wooden door pushed open by Osamu Dazai was closed again, and apart from Osamu Dazai and the man who spoke, there was only a man with half-white hair who looked like a housekeeper left in the reception room.

The man took a few steps forward, shortening the distance between himself and Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai, you have grown a lot taller than before, I still remember the first time I saw you, you only reached my waist. "

The man tried to narrow the relationship with Osamu Dazai through memories, so as to start the topic later, but Osamu Dazai remained silent.

"Aoi's departure was not your fault. If you want to pursue responsibility, it's because I, a cousin, failed to fulfill my responsibility to take care of Aoi. If it wasn't for the fact that I was busy with the funeral, Aoi wouldn't... ..."

"To shut up!"

Hearing the name of the important person, Dazai Osamu who was stimulated suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot iris eyes fixed on the man.

"Shut up, don't say any more!"

The man's face suddenly turned ugly, he secretly took a deep breath, and suppressed his beating heart: "...we came to Yokohama this time because we have something to deal with, and you just dropped in to visit Mr. Dazai at the port mafia .Since Dazai-kun is doing well, we can rest assured."

Then the man took out a letter from his pocket: "There is a piece of paper in this letter, which was used by Aoi to draw pictures in the past. It's useless for us to keep it, so I ask Dazai-kun to help you keep it."

Osamu Dazai, who was still in a state of stress, raised his hand mechanically, and took the letter stiffly.

When the things were delivered, the man's expression became a little more relaxed: "Since Dazai-kun has accepted the things, we should leave too. Presumably Dazai-kun has nothing to say to us."

Osamu Dazai held the envelope carefully, his body and mind were affected by the thin envelope at this moment, and he already looked like he had no time to worry about other things.

The man lowered his eyes and planned to leave the reception room with the housekeeper.

When they were about to pass each other, Osamu Dazai finally spoke, his voice was hoarse as if he had just crawled out of the dirt: "...Don't the Hazuki family plan to take Miss Aoi's... body?"

"No need, we trust you, Dazai-kun."

The door of the reception room opened and closed again, only Osamu Dazai remained inside.

The man walked out of the reception room and led the housekeeper and Seiichiro towards the elevator.

Seiichiro was a little puzzled: "Sir, do we still need to say goodbye to the leader of the port mafia?"

The man shook his head: "No, it's just a port mafia, not to mention talking to the other party half an hour ago."

The man still remembers the scene of talking with the current leader of Mafia at the port not long ago. The person who has made countless contributions on the battlefield is definitely not someone in the pool, and the corner of his mouth is curved slightly: "It seems Yokohama will be more interesting in the future."

Among the leaders, Mori Ogai, who watched the Hazuki family members leave through the monitor, also said something similar to the man: "It seems that the Hazuki family will continue to stand in the political world."

Alice, who was eating the cake, shook the fork between her lips: "Why do you say that? Isn't the previous head of Ye Yue's family dead? Can they continue to maintain their former glory?"

Mori Ogai showed an inscrutable smile: "Of course, after all, there is already a new Patriarch, isn't there?"

Alice swallowed the cake in her mouth: "Just like Lin Taro, you became the new leader of the port mafia?"

Mori Ogai was shocked by Alice's words, he blinked a few times, cupped his cheeks with both hands, and said happily: "So I am so good in Alice's eyes? Aha, I'm so happy, Alice-chan~"

While shouting, Mori Ogai stretched out his arms and wanted to hug the blond-haired Alice, but was easily dodged by the other party.

Alice dropped the cake and hid in the darkness: "Stay away from me, perverted Rintaro!"

Mori Ogai, who was insulted, continued to hold his face and circle around in circles: "Ah, Alice is so cute, I didn't expect Alice to like me so much, I'm so happy~~"

On the monitoring screen, several members of Ye Yue's family had gone downstairs and got into the black car, and soon the car left the sphere of influence of the port Mafia.

After driving three or four streets, the man sitting in the back seat looked at Seiichiro who was meditating on the co-pilot and said, "Haven't you figured it out yet, Seiichiro?"

Realizing that this is the new Patriarch testing himself, Seiichiro immediately corrected his posture: "Sir, I don't understand why you gave Miss Aoi's things to that guy. He took Miss Aoi out of Hazuki's house without authorization, causing Miss to be killed. What right does he have to continue to keep Miss's things?"

Seiichiro was indignant, he heard a lot about Miss Aoi from his sister Hezi, so even though he didn't personally protect Miss Aoi, he still knew about Miss Aoi's likes and dislikes.

"Miss used to like drawing very much, so I gave that guy the paper that Miss usually uses, it's really cheap for him!"

The man did not choose to answer Seiichiro's question directly, but brought up another matter: "Seiichiro, what do you think about your sister's death? Do you blame Hazuki's family and Aoi?"

When mentioning his sister who had passed away, Seiichiro fell silent for a moment, he didn't know how to speak for a moment who had always been honest with others.

The man didn't have the attitude of being angry with Seiichiro, he sighed: "If Seiichiro has any complaints about Hazuki's family, I can arrange for you to live in another city in the future. Don't worry, no one will embarrass you at that time." .”

"I don't want to go anywhere else, sir, I want to stay at Ye Yue's house."

Seiichiro refused.

"Sir, the reason I didn't answer your question right away was because I didn't know what to say was correct. I didn't want to leave Ye Yue's house. I wanted to continue to protect what she cared about for Hezi."

Man: "As long as you leave Hazuki's house, Seiichiro, you can have freedom. I think this is what your sister wants to see."

Seiichiro shook his head: "No, Hezi's wish is to 'be a good substitute for Miss Aoi'. Now that Hezi is gone, I want to continue to complete what Hezi has not done."

The man took a few deep breaths: "...Aoi is no longer here, and the 'stand-in' is meaningless."

Seiichiro still shook his head stubbornly: "I want to stay at Hazuki's house. When Hezi and I almost starved to death before, Hazuki's family gave us food, and the master asked the housekeeper to give Hezi an extra meal for every meal." Big pieces of meat, it is by relying on those meats that I can survive smoothly and have the strength to work in the fields. Although Hezi is gone, I am still here, and the kindness Ye Yue’s family gave me and Hezi is still there. I To stay, not to go anywhere."

The man closed his eyes: "... Then you can follow the butler from now on."

"Okay, sir."

There was no voice in the black car, and soon, the car drove out of Yokohama completely.

In the open space between the five buildings in the port mafia, Nakahara Nakata directed his subordinates to arrange the fireworks needed for the fireworks display in batches, and waited for the sky to be used after dark.Just when he was relieved and was going to have dinner and wait for the fireworks show to start, a member of the port ran over in a panic.

"It's not good, Mr. Chuya, some boxes of fireworks seem to be flooded, and they may not be able to be used."

The breath in Zhongye Zhongye's lungs was blocked halfway: "What? Take me to see it."

He pressed the top hat on his head with his hands, and hurriedly followed his subordinates to the fireworks boxes that had problems. Sure enough, he saw that those boxes were flooded just as the subordinates said.

An ominous premonition flashed in Nakahara Chuya's heart, and he quickly directed the others: "Open all the fireworks boxes and check them!"

"Master Chuya, there is a problem with the fireworks here, maybe they can't be set off..."

"Master Chuya, we can't let off the fireworks here..."

"Master Chuya..."

There were problems with the fireworks one after another. After the inspection was completed, it was found that there were almost no fireworks in the Central Plains that could be used.If only a small number of them have problems, it can still be said to be the problem of the fireworks dealer, but if all the fireworks have problems, then there is definitely only one person to blame.

"Dazai!!!!!!"

Chuya's roar resounded through the port mafia again.

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感谢在2021-12-1323:35:36~2021-12-1520:26:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Happy Arisugawa;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!