I keep peace by drawing cards

This seemingly ordinary note is actually a transfer of authority in the organization.

The person holding this piece of paper known as the "Oracle of Silver" can even order the five major cadres.

Mori Ogai was really relieved that the document with such great power was handed over to him with ease.

Zhong Yuan also had an embarrassing expression, and he didn't figure out why the "silver oracle of the gods" was in the hands of an intelligence dealer.

Dusk had a cheerful expression, admiring Zhongye Zhongye's rare expression with great interest.

For some reason, Takizawa Yume also likes to tease Nakahara Chuya.

It would be even better if he could tease him with jumping feet.

Imagine a little dwarf being teased out of breath and jumping around, how interesting it is.

It's strange, Zhong Yuanzhong also has a cute height that doesn't match him.

***

[-]:[-] p.m., Shintoya Banquet Hall.

Koye Ozaki got out of the car, and after confirming that there was no danger, he opened the door for Mori Ogai.

The Shinto villa is located halfway up the mountain. This area is a famous "rich area", where either rich people live or are members of parliament.

Koyo Ozaki walked half a step behind Mori Ogai. It looked like they were standing side by side, but in fact they were half a step behind.

"I heard that the person in charge of the Shinto school is young and promising. After the death of the previous patriarch, he supported the Shinto school in his teens."

Mori Ogai smiled and said, "You are indeed young and promising."

Entering the banquet hall, Mori Ogai could not meet many familiar congressmen.

Everyone in Vanity Fair greets you with a smile, and no one knows what the hell is going on in the person who is laughing at you.

The smile on Mori Ogai's face deepened, but he was very irritable in his heart.

Although he is very social and handles people, it is normal to hate such situations.

Shinto Ainosuke did not arrive for a long time, but no one cared.

Everyone is busy talking with people, hoping to have an extra contact after the chat.

The purple-haired girl in a light kimono was like a bright butterfly flying in the banquet hall, moving among the crowd without staying for a moment.

Mori Ogai sipped his red wine, and suddenly said, "That must be Teramon Tong."

Koyo Ozaki covered her lips with a smile, and said, "When did Ogai-sama become interested in girl idols?"

Mori Ogai was quite a headache: "There is a huge poster of Zhang Simentong posted directly opposite the Mafia building in the port."

So much so that he doesn't often stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and look at Yokohama. The huge poster is the first thing he sees.

Mori Ogai continued: "Alice has also been talking strangely recently, I can't understand at all, according to what she said, it's Atong language, I don't understand because I'm behind."

"When the child grows up, this is the way to communicate."

I knew that the reason Ogai Mori asked Temple Gate was not because of the huge poster opposite the Mafia building in the port, but because of Alice.

Simentong blinked his eyes, and after chatting with the music producer, he got up and walked to the second floor.

Shinto Ainosuke had been standing on the second floor for a long time. He supported the railing with his hands, and kept looking down, expressionless.

Downstairs, there was a lot of toasting, and it was extremely noisy.

Shinto Ainosuke looked down quietly, a trace of disgust suddenly appeared in his unwavering eyes.

"Lord Shinto."

Simentong walked to his side, like him, leaning on the railing and looking down.

"Mori Ogai is here." Teramon Tong said indifferently.

The cuteness in front of people disappears, which fits perfectly with Shinto Ainosuke.

Footsteps clicked.

"Ainosuke, I'm ready."

Shinto Ainosuke and Teramon Tong looked over together.

Ferid Bartley changed into a deacon outfit, his silver-haired hair was tied behind his neck with a big black bow, and a monocle hung on the bridge of his nose.

With his hands on his hips, he winked at Shinto Ainosuke angrily.

Shinto Ainosuke: "..."

Simentong: "..."

A beep suddenly sounded.

[The role value of the card character "Ferrid Bartley" has been increased to 5%. 】

Shinto Ainosuke: "..."

Simentong: "..."

Even more speechless, it turns out that cards can also brush each other's performance value.

The banquet was still going on, and even though there were no outsiders, the three of them were still acting with great confidence.

Takizawa Yume is also in a delicate mood, what is going on with this indescribable sense of precision.

He couldn't help but be thankful that other than him and the coal briquettes, no one else knew that these card characters were him.

Otherwise, he must die tonight and escape from the earth to go on a space voyage.

Shinto Ainosuke with a mask and without a mask are completely different.

Aimuume under the mask is more like an existence independent of Shinto Ainosuke. When wearing a mask as Aimumen, he feels more secure.

He raised his hand and looked at the time.

"almost."

Ferid leaned over, his silver hair drawing a perfect arc in the air.

He gently rubbed the side of Shinto Ainosuke's face with his white gloved hand.

The warm breath hit Shinto Ainosuke's neck, but he didn't move, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Ferid stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his bright red lips. The aroma of blood made him fall into a hallucination for a short time.

The delicious blood seemed to suck him dry.

[The role value of the card character "Ferrid Bartley" has been increased to 7%. 】

"Ainosuke, I still prefer you wearing a mask."

Shinto Ainosuke looked down at him, and said coldly, "Is that enough?"

Ferid took a step back, raised his hands in surrender and said, "Enough is enough."

He murmured softly, but the volume was enough to ensure that Shinto Ainosuke could hear: "It's not cute to be like two different people."

Shinto Ainosuke raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at Ferid.

However, there was no smile in the next second.

[The role value of the card character "Ai Huan Meng" has been increased to 7%. 】

Hearing the notification tone, Shinto Ainosuke looked back in satisfaction.

Simentong is not happy.

She rubbed her cheeks and showed a lively smile: "Two gentlemen, can you go downstairs with A-Tong? If you can go downstairs with such two outstanding gentlemen, A-Tong will definitely be envied by the ladies present." .”

She tilted her head and winked playfully: "Although A-Tong is enough to be envied by others."

Shinto Ainosuke: "..."

Ferid: "..."

[The role value of the card character "Simen Tong" has been increased to 10%. 】

Takizawa Yume is also frantically brushing up her acting value. Although it's only a few hours, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat.

If you can increase the performance value of "Dreamer" and "Ferried Bartley", then you will earn it!

He recently reflected on why he couldn't play "Love Dream" and "Ferried Bartley" very well. The reason is that he is not abnormal enough, and he has not analyzed these two people well.

Human beings are multi-faceted, complex and contradictory existences.

"If you don't go down, the banquet will be over." Simentong reminded.

Ferid raised his eyebrows and asked, "Ainosuke, in what capacity should I follow you?"

Shinto Ainosuke looked him up and down: "Aren't your clothes obvious enough?"

Ferid: "What?"

Shinto Ainosuke didn't respond to him, and went straight downstairs.

Teramon Tong answered for Shinto Ainosuke: "He is saying that your identity is a servant."

She pointed to the champagne downstairs and was told by the servant, "Look, they are all dressed the same."

"A Tong~" Ferid turned his tail and turned again and again, "You are not good."

Simentong put on a critical face: "You disgust me again, believe it or not, OO, then you are XX."

After finishing speaking, she brushed her hair: "Mr. Ferried, it's time for us to go down."

As expected of a female idol, the expression management is very qualified.

Teramon Michi catches up to Shinto Ainosuke, and Ferid follows behind leisurely.

"Mr. Mori." Shinto Ainosuke beckoned to Temple Gate and introduced, "This is Mr. Mori. Mr. Mori rented the venue for your concert in Yokohama."

Teramon Tong thanked: "Thanks to Mr. Sen, Atong was able to successfully hold a concert in Yokohama and sing to fans."

Mori Ogai said politely: "It is also my honor to rent the venue to Ms. Atong."

Shinto Ainosuke waved his hand and said, "Go to your agent first, I have something to say to Mr. Mori."

"Okay, goodbye Mr. Mori."

Ferid arrived late, stood behind Shinto Ainosuke, and looked at Mori Ogai with interest.

Shinto Ainosuke said: "The Shinto family has a batch of special medicines that need the help of Mr. Mori's port shipping company to transport them."

Koye Ozaki smiled and said, "Isn't Shinto-kun running a shipping company?"

Shinto Ainosuke smiled apologetically: "These medicines were purchased from overseas in my own name, I don't want to..."

Mori Ogai said clearly: "Mr. Shinto, I understand. Now is not the time to talk about cooperation. Why don't we make an appointment and talk in detail then?"

Shinto Ainosuke nodded and said, "Okay."

After the banquet, Koyo Ozaki followed Mori Ogai out of the banquet hall.

"It is rumored that the internal power of the Shinto School is very divided. The younger sisters of Shinto Aiichiro, the former head of the Shinto School, control a lot of power in the Shinto School. The current head of the Shinto School, the road is not easy."

Mori Ogai bent down to get into the car, thinking about the casual conversation just now.

"Who is that man behind Shinto Ainosuke?"

Koye Ozaki shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'll check right away."

For some reason, this man gave Mori Ogai an extremely dangerous feeling.

After a long time, Koyo Ozaki replied to Mori Ogai: "Master Ogai, I haven't found any information about that man, as if...appeared out of thin air."

Mori Ogai rubbed his forehead with his fingers.

"Forget it, is there any news from Mr. Zhongye?"

Koye Ozaki: "There is no news at the moment, the mobile phone signal is not on the server."

Mori Ogai nodded in understanding.

When the car stopped at the Mafia building at the port, Ryunosuke Akutagawa opened the door and reported, "Boss, we have received information that the Takase Society has dispatched again, and the target is the port."

Mori Ogai stopped, he stood with his back, no one could see his expression clearly.

"Akutagawa-kun, I leave this matter to you."

He turned around slowly, his words filled with a terrifying and murderous air.

"Whoever covets the port of Mafia will not be left behind."

***

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his mobile phone, trying to receive the signal.

In vain, the signal remains empty.

"What the hell is this place?"

No one can be seen, there are floating objects all around, and there is a volcano that continues to erupt not far away.

One second in the high-tech modern society, the next second you are in this primitive place.

Looking around at dusk, the environment is very bad.

The road is not easy to walk, and you have to be careful to watch out for the erupting volcano.

The wind roared in waves, rolling up gravel and sweeping towards it.

Dusk said: "Few people set foot in the Hell of Seagraf, 80% of which are unknown alien creatures and there is no shortage of super magicians."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pointed to the giant dog in front of him: "Is this the alien creature you were talking about?"

An unknown creature swooped in from a distance and landed on the head of a giant dog.

"Woo... Meatball!"