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Under the horrifying gazes of a series of low-level members, Osamu Dazai pulled me as if no one else was there, to a few piles of large boxes, and he showed me the things he asked his subordinates to purchase.

"what is this?"

My intuition tells me that Osamu Dazai is so enthusiastic about his promotion banquet that he asked his subordinates to purchase it specially, and it is definitely not a decoration.

"Wheat flour!" Osamu Dazai excitedly explained his plan to me. He dug a big hole at the gate of the banquet hall, filled it with mud, and put twenty catties of wheat flour on it.

While Nakahara Chuya was caught in the trick and fell into the mud, wheat flour was sprinkled on his head. The powder was too small to be guarded by gravity, and then you could enjoy the scene where Zhongya Zhongya had to open his mouth in the mud in order not to suffocate.

"Slugs coated in wheat flour can be eaten directly in the frying pan, although no one wants to eat slimy slugs."

I blinked, thinking that out of humanitarianism, I had to remind Osamu Dazai that it's good to be alive.

But seeing how excited he was, it was hard to refuse to corrupt his nature, so I had to let him come.

I hope that I can protect Osamu Dazai with the shield ability registered as Ambude by me in the personnel department of the port mafia.

That's right, in order not to reveal the abilities, I have issued identity certificates for both of my abilities, one is named Eli and the other is called An Bude.

These two names come from my poor French literal translation.

After being severely beaten by the kind cadre in the basement, I have made the supernatural body appear in an instant, released the supernatural power and quickly retracted it.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was the white light behind me, and then the attack was inexplicably blocked, or the white light flashed, and the enemy was paralyzed by electricity.

As for why it is so troublesome, of course it is because I can't make the supernatural body manifest for a long time, and it is easy for smart people to see my real supernatural power when I am transformed into a living person.

The imaginary personal bodyguard plan, finally my power is not strong enough.

At Dazai Osamu's cadre promotion banquet, the minimum number of people who came was the chief of a hundred people like Hirotsu Liulang, and the others were all ministers of various departments and other reserve cadres.

The ones that Osamu Dazai really wanted to invite, such as Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango, were not qualified to come here.

Guests came in one after another.

I was waiting in the corner when a man with short white hair and a large ruby ​​in his tie suddenly walked towards me with a smug smile on his face.

"I'm A, I've known you for a long time, "Necromancer", Mr. Bo Ye."

I frowned slightly. I don't like this man very much. The arrogance in his eyebrows is really an eyesore. Out of politeness, I have to ignore him.

"Hi, Mr. A, what's the matter?"

"Just want to get acquainted." A looked me up and down: "The "Necromancer" and "Gravity Envoy" who were most likely to become cadres lost to a civilian without powerful abilities."

this person?

There is something wrong with my brain.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak out, I heard Ozaki Koyo speak behind me.

"Mr. A, don't bother you about our port mafia. The leader has his own considerations."

A turned his head and saw Koyo Ozaki, with a fake smile on his face: "Yes, then I won't bother you two."

Then turn around and leave.

"Sister Hongye, who is this person? Isn't he a member of the Port Mafia?"

"It's just someone who wants to get a cadre position through money. Now he is a preparatory cadre named by the port mafia." Koyo Ozaki sneered: "The remaining two positions were reserved by Ogai-sama for you and Chuya. Which round will you get him? .”

"We are not short of money now, right?" I questioned Ozaki Momiji's bright preference.

Having opened up the smuggled car business in Europe, the gemstone trade in Chuya in the Central Plains, Osamu Dazai talked about so many companies, and with so much money in the leading war, the port mafia must be rich.

"The more money the better, isn't it?" Ozaki Momiji chuckled.

Suddenly there was a loud bang at the door.

Zhongyuan Zhong also came.

I silently raised my wine glass and toasted Ozaki Koyo, lest Dazai Osamu would be cut by the golden yaksha and gravity, and then watched Dazai Osamu leaning back and forth with a smile.

Koyo Ozaki was stunned for two seconds, watching Nakahara Chuya who fell into the pit fly up with a sullen face and a red light, she understood the cause and effect, the beauty in kimono looked at me helplessly.

"Bo Ye-kun, you are too indulging Dazai-kun."

"Zhongye will teach him to be a man." I showed a proper neutrality in front of Zhongye Zhongye's teacher: "I don't know anything."

Trying to clean up your relationship.

Koye Ozaki shook his head helplessly, seeing Dazai Osamu Nakahara Nakaya holding his collar against the wall, yelling, "Young people are so energetic."

"Sister Hongye, who is so young and beautiful, classifies herself as a senior?" I took a sip of the special low-alcohol sweet wine, looking at the beautiful and charming Ozaki Hongye.

Due to the work of the interrogation, there was a trace of blood on her body, like a flower blooming in the dark night, dangerous and charming.

"Hosuha-kun is the one." Koyo Ozaki put down his wine glass and chuckled, "Obviously not a few months older than Dazai, but he looks like an elder, always helping him with work and dealing with the aftermath. I heard that the child brought back by Dazai-kun was also handed over to him. Have you been taken care of by Mr. Boye?"

"Sister Hongye's information is really fast." Silently praised the work efficiency of the intelligence department: "Dazai just left it to me because he was too lazy to take care of the children. I'm going to Tokyo on a business trip soon, so I don't have time to teach students."

"As for working for Dazai..." Nakahara Nakahara, who is Dazai's partner, is familiar with this: "I have no choice but to get used to it."

Nakahara Chuya's teacher, Koyo Ozaki, who has been complained about by his own students more than once as a partner, expressed his understanding of my remarks.

"So, Mr. Bo Ye, who is indifferent on the face, is the most tempered person in the port mafia."

"That's ridiculous, Miss Hongye." I reluctantly responded to this sentence.

A good temper is only for those who dare to communicate with me. When they see me, they are respectful. The subordinates who are so frightened that they can speak short and neatly can understand how I have a good temper.

From the subordinate's point of view, I, Bo Ye Qianli, is a devil "necromancer" with a cold face and rumors of murder.

The only one who can chat with me is the secretary. Apart from work, she is considered half a friend.

The guests came together, and Mori Ogai also attended the banquet with dignity. He congratulated Osamu Dazai on becoming the youngest cadre, and said a word in a sense of current affairs: "It is the nature not to disturb young people."

left first.

Nakahara Nakaya was so pissed off by Dazai Osamu, in the crowd, he glanced at me and Ozaki Koyo, his eyes lit up, and he walked over.

"Big Sister, and Thin Ye."

"Good evening, Chuya." Koyo Ozaki smiled.

"good evening."

Zhong Yuanzhong also grabbed my wrist, and his crimson eyes were full of anger: "That bastard, isn't he just a cadre, the youngest cadre."

"Hey, Thin Ye, can you quickly become a cadre and give that guy a boost!"

I silently took a glass of wine from the table: "Calm down, Chuya."

Even if I become a cadre, I am not the youngest, I am seven months older than Osamu Dazai!

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The author has something to say:

This is a stalk from the original book, I’ll play with it √It probably came from the decisive battle at Lantang’s banquet

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