Chief Oda won't complain

Mr. Mori looked at me, smiled and shook his head, like a teacher troubled by a student's stupidity.

"Oda-kun, you are too reserved, this is the home field you chose. How about this, let's relax and chat first."

He casually leaned back on the chair: "To be honest, when I signed the Silver Oracle, I really didn't expect you to do such a good job."

There was a mysterious arc on the corner of his mouth: "At that time, I just found that you seemed to know the whereabouts of Ango-kun. I thought you would bring Ango-kun back immediately after you took the silver oracle. Although there are some differences from the plan, but That's an acceptable development."

I recall the conversation I had with Mr. Mori when I was taking orders.

If it's just a matter of words, I just need to find Ango, and I don't have to bring him back to the port of Mafia.So I'm actually done.

But I think it's better not to say this kind of sophistry.

Mr. Mori put a finger on his forehead, and put on a distressed gesture: "In the end, you are really not polite at all. Not only did you send my subordinates to talk to bsp; A group of subordinates, but did not leave any explanation to me, and I did not see you to find Mr. Anwu."

His brows and eyes were slightly lowered, like a poor man who could only stay there pitifully, unable to do anything even though he was deeply disappointed by the person he trusted the most.

I opened my mouth, and Mr. Sen immediately pressed down with one hand to signal: "Ah, but please don't get me wrong, I don't mean to blame you at all, I really appreciate you."

His tone rose upwards: "Your way of solving the mimic is so exquisite that I am amazed. I have to admit that if it were me, I would definitely not be able to do it so well, so I admire it from the bottom of my heart."

"Thank you..." I said dryly.

I don't know how to react other than thank you.Should I be flattered?

"I really lost to you." Mr. Mori shook his head and sat up straight again. "Okay, you don't like small talk, so let's have a serious talk. Tell me, what do you hope to achieve?"

I have a clear answer: "I want to be the new leader of Port Mafia."

"Oh..." Mr. Sen replied lightly, noncommittal, "So, I didn't think wrong..."

He looked me in the eyes: "But you're facing me here alone, without calling for help, is that really okay? Mind you, I'm not an old man who is seriously ill and unable to move in bed."

At the same time Alice raised her head and looked at me coldly.She had just finished eating a small mango cake, still holding a small fork in her hand.

I didn't understand why Mr. Sen used the elderly as an example, so I could only answer his question about not asking for a helper: "I will persuade you to offer me your seat, so it is enough for me to be here alone, and I don't need a helper."

"Just persuasion, but not action?"

"There is no combat part of the plan."

"Oh, then how confident are you that you can convince me?" Mr. Sen laughed.

He seemed to really think that I told a very funny joke, so that he couldn't stop shaking when he laughed.

Alice showed a look of disgust, and gave Mr. Sen a hard look. She dragged the stool and sat a little away from Mr. Sen. The legs of the stool made a series of harsh noises on the ground.

And Mr. Mori still kept his smile, without any wavering, and his gaze fell steadily on me.

"Mr. Mori, I know your purpose for bringing Mimic to Yokohama. You want to obtain a permit for the practice of supernatural powers from the Supernatural Special Affairs Division. And I have already agreed with the Chief Farmer that as long as he is in office, as long as you are in office for one day, Mimic The port mafia will not be awarded if the license can be opened."

Immediately, the smile on Mr. Sen's face faded.

He looked around the tables, lamps, walls, doors, windows, etc. in the ballroom, and then said: "This is the problem, Oda-kun, are you from the Secret Service?"

"no……"

"Oh, I guess not, otherwise Ango-kun's existence would be too strange. Then which side do you represent?"

"I only represent myself."

"It's just you? Then I don't understand. Why did you persuade the Secret Service to stand by your side, because you helped Ango-kun escape the kindness of mimic?" Mr. Mori laughed sarcastically.

I shook my head: "Not based on this."

"Is that because of your charisma?" He looked at me with strange eyes, "Indeed, otherwise, it wouldn't explain why Dazai-kun was so determined to stand by your side. I thought it was because I had a closer relationship with Dazai-kun , really hurt."

I am sincerely bored, and I really don't want to listen to such yin and yang words anymore.I decided to be direct: "I am a transcendent."

"Uh..." I observed Mr. Mori's expression.His expression seemed to freeze, he just looked at me stupidly.

Recently I have gotten used to people not being able to hear me clearly, so I self-consciously repeat myself.

Mr. Mori slowly regained control of his expression, with obscure emotions brewing in his eyes: "I've never heard of this... Isn't Oda-kun's ability to predict danger for a few seconds? Beyonder?"

Regarding how to answer this question, there are very clear words in the plan, so I only need to recite the standard answer.

"Foretelling powers are easy to forge. As long as you react sharply and behave as you expected, there is no way for others to prove that you have such powers."

I don't think it's a lie. After all, I didn't explicitly say "I used this method to forge abilities", just saying that there is such a situation.

"That's really the case..." Mr. Mori nodded, and then fell silent, probably because I was misled.

After about ten seconds, Mr. Mori said softly: "However, even if transcendents are rare, they are not so rare that others will support them unconditionally. And don't look at the port mafia, there are still transcendents in the dark Guard."

"Is it the cadre who never showed up?"

"right……"

I nodded, and then returned to the topic: "The main reason why I can get support is that my ability is quite special. If I become the leader, it will be beneficial to everyone."

"It's good for me too?"

"Yes……"

Mr. Sen seemed to have heard a funny joke, and started laughing again.

I decided to interrupt his devilish laughter first: "Mr. Mori loves this city, right? Efforts to develop the port mafia are also to realize the three-hour plan and protect Yokohama. But it is more beneficial for Yokohama to be the leader of me, so from this point of view From the perspective of Mr. Yu Sen, it is also beneficial."

This time, Mr. Mori showed an unprecedentedly cautious expression: "Ah, how did Oda-kun know the three quarters concept?"

"Natsume-sensei told me."

"Natsume-sensei..." He repeated after imitating my tone, and then again, "Natsume-sensei...huh, so that's the case, hehehe...hahaha!"

This time I couldn't stop him from laughing, I just watched him twitch and his fingers twitched.Alice simply got up and changed seats, covering her ears with her hands.

It is wise to cover your ears.I didn't cover it, so I felt that the eardrums were resonating uncomfortably together, and I was very worried that Mr. Sen would have an asthma attack.

And I really don't understand, what is so funny about this?

"Understood, it's really an unexpected and reasonable relationship." Mr. Mori said something I couldn't understand at all, "Forgive my gaffe, it's all because Oda-kun did a good job of keeping secrets, Natsume The teacher didn't give any hints at all."

He calmed down temporarily: "So, can you tell me, what is your ability?"

While my heart was full of incomprehensible doubts, I told my abilities in detail and accurately without reservation.

Telling the truth in this way is not out of honesty, but to force Mr. Sen to make a choice.

In Dazai's words, it is: "The kind of guy who pursues the best solution in everything has no choice at all in front of a specific problem."

If Mr. Mori is sentimental, or self-centered, I have no chance of a successful peace negotiation.

Mr. Mori is a person who is so rational that Dazai would hate him.So I just need to give an optimal solution.

After listening to my description of "Shixiang", Mr. Mori fell into deep thought. I gave him time to think, and I also recalled the meeting with Dazai not long ago.

Ango called Dazai as I said, and the black-haired boy with iris eyes walked briskly, and walked in front of me with a box of hard tofu.

"Here, the special hard tofu that Oda has been thinking about is here. I also brought a little soy sauce for flavoring, which will increase the taste by a thousand times—"

I reached for it and opened the lid.

The tofu that has been cut is placed on the plate, and the appearance is more like a geometric plaster sculpture than food.

This is the first time I have seen tofu with this appearance. It is really a food made by Dazai himself.

Dazai muttered: "Reminder in advance, it's better to be cautious when biting, and be careful not to hurt your teeth."

With great anticipation, I raised my hand and picked up the chopsticks: "I'm starting."

Ango hurriedly came over to interrupt me: "Mr. Odasaku, now is not the time to eat indiscriminately, what if there is another dark dish that will cause amnesia?"

Dazai pouted: "Hey, don't belittle other people's masterpieces casually, I am very confident in the taste of this!"

"Only the taste is very confident, but I didn't refute my statement that "may cause amnesia". An Wu shook his head, "It's very suspicious, Dazai-kun." "

My heart is looking forward to a meal.

Indeed, it will be troublesome if there is any effect such as amnesia, and there will be very important negotiations next, so we must not lose the chain.

I put down my chopsticks with a touch of regret.Then eat it after the negotiation is over, I hope it will not affect the taste after a while.

Boss Dazai grumbled reluctantly: "What, it's a pity that I still especially remember to bring tofu, and it's super-tiring to carry it all the way! It feels super-heavy!"

Ango snorted: "I think it's bad enough to use dark cooking at this time, no matter what the intention is. Please don't act like a baby, Dazai-kun, at least look at the atmosphere before talking."

"Eh? You actually want me to watch the atmosphere, does Ango want me to ask what's going on?"

Dazai raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly: "I don't want to ask. Whether it's Ango's little secret or Odasaku's little calculation, don't think that I will be yelling and asking questions like a stupid high school girl. "

He pretended to cover his ears, and put an artificial distance between his hands and ears: "Even if Ango wants to tell me anything, I won't listen to it. If you don't listen to it, you won't listen!"

An Wu frowned: "Did Mr. Dazai foresee all this?"

"If I had expected it earlier, I would have sent a bullet into Ango's head as a souvenir on the first day I met Ango, you bastard who cheats feelings and is a lackey of the government."

Dazai made a face at Ango, turned his head and looked deeply into my eyes: "Odasaku, I didn't ask when I was in the bar, so I won't ask now. Just tell me what you want me to do." Well, I help my friends unconditionally."

So I did not presume to explain everything.In fact, I didn't prepare any explanation at all, there was a tacit understanding between us from the very beginning.

When Ango opened the bag that led to a flaw in the lie at the bar, Dazai clearly saw the problem, but didn't ask anything.

When I followed Ango and left, Dazai didn't make any move.

Dazai saw everything in his eyes, he was not unaware, but he didn't investigate, and kept a safe distance that could best protect his heart.

Dazai was obviously unwilling to be the initial breaker until I came to exert influence and make some changes in the bond of friendship.

Although I already understood it, I still couldn't help being curious: "Isn't Dazai surprised at all?"

"Eh...how come? I'm super surprised."

Dazai showed a faint smile, which was very different from the cheerfulness in his words.

"But because it was Odasaku who surprised me, I had to attribute everything to "It's Odasaku after all", convincing myself like that. "

What he said was simple, but I seemed to be able to see his inner thoughts and balances.

If he was still in a state of confusion, he would never rashly follow Ango to see me.Now that he's here, it means he's made a choice.

Dazai chose to stand on my side, and stood on my side without asking any questions.

The bonds and feelings between people are really wonderful and beautiful.

I thought with emotion and said, "Actually, I plan to be the leader."

"Wow……"

How to describe the expression on Dazai's face at that moment?

Perhaps it was as if he had been reminded that the curry rice in front of him tasted very different.But when I really ate it, I was still shocked out of my body.

In short, both Ango and I think that expression is very memorable, because it is so funny.

I said, "Just ask Dazai to help arrange the venue for negotiations with Mr. Mori."

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!" Dazai suddenly raised his hand like a student who wanted to ask the teacher a question.

He was full of eagerness: "I'm sorry, can you tell me what's going on? Maybe it's caused by eating too much hard tofu. My brain doesn't seem to work anymore, and I can't understand everything anymore!"

It should be Ango's unexplained laughter that should be yelling like the idiot girl high school student.

"Oda-kun..." Mr. Mori pulled my thoughts back from the memories.

"Ah..." I looked at Mr. Sen intently, "I'm listening."

Mr. Mori crossed his fingers together: "I already understand the reason why the Secret Service will support you. I am more curious now. What will happen to me if you become the leader? It won't be going to the countryside to retire?"

"If you agree, I can recommend you to enter the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"Really? Letting a dangerous person like me work in a government department sounds like a good way to imprison in disguise. I am completely hostile to them."

"I believe that Mr. Sen can integrate into them, and this is just a proposal. If you accept, I will help you get a high position in the Supernatural Secret Service."

Mr. Sen narrowed his eyes slightly.

I went on to say: "And my friend Ango once said that people can think. I think people will change, and so will their positions. Didn't Mr. Mori be a soldier in the past? But now you are undoubtedly standing on the side of the law." The foreign organization port mafia is here."

"Oh, Oda-kun is really eloquent. If you are willing to show it earlier, you don't have to be the lowest-ranking member to earn hard money every day."

Mr. Mori laughed twice, but the smile didn't enter his eyes: "It's really interesting, Oda-kun is so powerful, why didn't he show it in the past? Whether it's this talent, or the ability called "Shixiang", if you change it to I have it, and I probably have lived a free and unrestrained life long ago. "

This question really stumps me. I can't answer him. Oda Sakunosuke has already changed one, which not only brings a new supernatural ability, but also brings a plan to usurp the throne jointly formulated by many people.

But if I want to make up a lie on the spot, I am afraid that I will be full of mistakes and omissions, so I have to deal with a few sentences according to my intuition first: "Regarding this, Ango believes that there is no unlimited freedom in the world. I agree with him very much, and I have not thought about freedom in the past A free and unrestrained life.”

"Oda-kun respects Ango-kun a lot."

"If that counts as admiration, then I admire a lot of people as well."

"Yes. The last question, if one day the government no longer trusts you, and even wants to deal with you in reverse, what will you do?"

"As long as I'm strong enough."

The plan clearly stipulates that no matter what assumptions Mr. Mori uses to embarrass me, I will only answer this sentence, and never say a word.

But this is really an embarrassing sentence. It feels like lying when I say it. It makes me feel guilty all the time. There is always a feeling that a person will suddenly pop up from a certain corner to dismantle everything and then punch me full of old punches. .

However, after I said it thoroughly, I felt that maybe it was true.

After all, to shoulder such a responsibility, one cannot be strong enough.

……

After the negotiation was over, I walked out of the abandoned bungalow. It was already dark, the stars and the moon were hanging high in the dark blue sky, and the night wind was blowing, making it cool and comfortable. Ango and Dazai walked towards me.

I also walked towards them, and finally I was able to taste Dazai's handmade hard tofu.

I have been curious since the beginning of reading "Story".If people's curiosity cannot be satisfied in time, it will gradually develop into an existence as hard as obsession, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

I don't care what the consequences are.Whether it's amnesia, or recalling the music in my nightmares, nothing will stop me from tasting the food now.

……

As Dazai said, it was delicious.

The author has something to say: Ango: Where is my unexplained smile?I'm just gloating!I can't be the only one scared by Odasaku-san!

Everyone has been waiting for a long time, because I know exactly what kind of pigeon I am, I have abandoned all conscience in order not to endure the pain of conscience torture hahaha——

By the way, my friends are also pigeons, such as Yangzi.

Yangzi has been cooing for two months, but recently he told me to work hard, no matter how credible it is, I still have to support it, so I will push Yangzi’s article again for everyone.

You will know after reading it that Yang Zichao can write, so if you have any resentment towards the pigeons, please go to her instead of me——

"I was born again after swallowing twenty fingers" by Yang Nanye

[Zero foundation, what kind of experience is rebirth like? 】

Thank you.

People in the hospital, just got out of bed.Not much to say, the situation at the time was like this, I ate twenty fingers, a year before I was reborn and transferred to school.

Some people will be curious about "rebirth", but in fact, from my personal experience, I don't think it's interesting, and it doesn't have the advantages that everyone imagines.

When I was just reborn, I was confused about some things for a long time.

When is mafia in Yokohama?Why did the landmark become mafia's private property?

Where have all the literary giants gone? Can the Japanese/literary world be saved?

Why are middle school students using Magic Tennis?

……

The fingers are gone too!

Sure enough, something is not right, this is completely different from before!

These are not the key points, the change that I can't adapt to the most is——

"My teacher has become a senior in the school."

The body returned to 15 years old, and the time went back to a long time ago.

Wutiao teacher does not exist yet.

Senior Wutiao, Xinji pulls milk!

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5t5 of a certain science: Huh?

A certain tiger: Oh hoo!

Read the guide:

cp Wuyou

There may be a development of Gaozhuan 5x Tiger x285 in the process

Thanks for eating...