Boss, do you have a card?

I don't want the black-hearted sesame stuffing, but the sweet custard stuffing! !

——That’s all I could do was shout.

This wave is exciting but not actionable.

Fyodor had to keep a vest (undercover) by his side, otherwise she wouldn't know if one day he secretly planned to blow up Yokohama.

Alas... People, there is a difference only when there is a comparison, and the best is what you can't get.

The White House could not help but lament in September.

Inwardly, there was a meeting of complaints, but on the surface, she still had a decent appearance of frowning and refraining from pain but not speaking.

Oda Sakunosuke's treatment is crisp and neat, and it can be seen that he is a skilled worker.

"Okay, it's okay like this, but the wound is a bit deep, it's best not to touch the water before it heals."

"Mr. Oda, unexpectedly a little childish."

Ok?

This comment made Sakunosuke Oda who was packing the medicine box couldn't help but look up.

The blue-haired woman flicked the bandage bow on the side of the ankle with a curious expression, it was still double-layered... Looking at it this way, it didn't look like an injury, but rather a trendy decorative accessory.

Oda Sakunosuke paused: "Sorry, it went smoothly...do I need to tie the knot again?"

After all, there are ten children in the family, seven boys and three girls. It is inevitable for boys to quarrel and bump into each other. However, Xingsuke and the others seem to have entered the adolescence of "dare to dare to be bold and refuse to admit defeat", and the number of times when they go out has gradually increased.

However, Dazai said that as long as the boy is tied with a bow, the fighting problem can be solved. For this reason, he volunteered to carry out a series of experiments. Another double-layered bow that would make a man ashamed! (Dazai language)

Boys at this age always take self-esteem very seriously, especially in front of opponents~

(This is Dazai's language using the port Mafia gravity user as an example.)

As it turns out, Dazai was always right, which worked.

By the way, there is only one way to untie the knot, otherwise the knot will only become more and more dead unless it is cut, but so far, no child has cut it.

"Do not."

Shelley, who didn't know the origin of the bandage bow, retracted her leg and said with a smile, "I like it very much."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember it, turned around and looked through the bag: "By the way, I have to return the money from last time to you."

Oda Sakunosuke took it calmly, this is not the time to show off his masculinity, after all, it is really hard to save money to raise children.

The two packed up and prepared to leave. The place they were in now was the rest room borrowed from the staff of the shopping mall, and they couldn't bandage their wounds in the middle of the coming and going road.

However, new problems emerged.

"Can you do this?" Seeing Shelley, who was slowly moving to the door independently of the golden rooster, Oda Sakunosuke doubted from the bottom of his heart, "Why don't I stay with you?"

He mentioned earlier that he could send Shelley home, but the other party politely refused, and called the "person living with him" in front of him, and asked him to pick it up after explaining the reason.

Oda Sakunosuke understood very well.

After all, in Shelley's eyes, he is just a stranger who only meets two sides. Girls must learn to protect themselves, even those who have helped them.

Shelley waved his hand: "No need, Mr. Oda is very concerned about the explosion just now—"

Not finished.

Bang-!

There was another deafening sound, this time the movement was louder than the last time, causing panic and uneasiness in the surrounding crowd.

Oda Sakunosuke immediately protected the startled Shelley to prevent her from being tripped by the accelerating flow of people. Immediately, people's exclamations were heard outside the mall, and more people rushed to the door.

There is no way to get out like this.

Oda Sakunosuke sighed, and he asked Shelley to temporarily return to the original lounge, and he took out the work card of the Armed Detective Agency to assist the officers on duty to appease the masses.

Then he saw the sights that sparked a scramble.

A piece of sky in the distance seems to have been splashed with a layer of thick ink, and the edges are burning like fire, as if to erase the sky.

——That location is... the territory of Port Mafia.

The cell phone rang, and Oda Sakunosuke recovered from a brief daze. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was Shelley's call. They had exchanged contact information before.

"I'm Oda."

"Mr. Oda, I'm Shelley, I'm calling to tell you that the person who came to pick me up has arrived! Quick—"

Shelley should have handed the phone to the person who came to pick her up, her voice gradually blurred, "Say hello to Mr. Oda~"

Oda Sakunosuke waited a full five seconds for the man's voice. He didn't introduce himself, but said, "My Shelley has been taken care of by you, Oda-kun."

It's a gentle male voice with a gentle voice that can't be faulted.

"Then, I'm sorry."

Then the phone was hung up.

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

Oda Sakunosuke realized later, it turned out that this was the case, and he was regarded as an imaginary rival in love.

Put the phone back and pull the collar.

This time, Oda Sakunosuke was really choked up.

Oops, the tie was dropped off at Shelley's... Is it too late to call back and explain?

……

"It's an unbelievable scene. It's an area that ordinary people can't touch forever." Fyodor and Shelley are on the top floor of the shopping mall. Except for the fifth building of the port Mafia, this is the highest place, and they can have a panoramic view of the vision. He smiled and asked beside him, "Don't you think so?"

The woman who had shed her human disguise and regained her half-ghost posture looked at the black sky, as if recalling something: "Yes, it has always been like this, I am here... I can only be here."

The second half of the sentence was almost inaudible, but Fyodor felt it.

It is amazing that the contractors can vaguely perceive each other's emotions, life, and location. This information was obtained by Fyodor when he met Aigna.

That's right, no matter how powerful these visitors from another world are, in the final analysis, if they want to operate in this world, they must make a contract with humans, but the contractor must not be too weak, otherwise they will be suppressed by [a certain rule].

It sounds as boring as human society, but Fyodor is not qualified to criticize it. Birds choose good trees to live in. This is a biological nature, no matter what race it is.

Like "crime" and "punishment" that can never be separated.

Fyodor changed the subject briskly: "I thought you were going to be angry just now."

"Huh? Ah, you mean Mr. Oda?" Shelley stretched out her finger, and a transparent ice crystal with countless facets emerged like a diamond, which looked very beautiful under the refraction of light, "It's okay, because I I have already got an excuse for the next meeting, and wouldn't it be better to have a vicious male supporting role next to the protagonist to set off the atmosphere?"

Vicious Fyodor male supporting role: "..."

He did that on purpose in order to test how much Oda Sakunosuke had a good opinion of Shelley, but the result was rare that he couldn't understand.

Fyodor glanced at the tie tied around his wrist by Shelley. The dark red fabric was extremely conspicuous on the ice and snow—the so-called "excuse for meeting next time" in her mouth.

The blood was still there, and it seemed that he had really hurt himself.

The strength of Oda Sakunosuke cannot be underestimated, but a killer who washes his hands in a golden basin is not dangerous to Fyodor at all, and Shelley's ability completely restrains the opponent. Her coldness is invisible to the naked eye and can be predicted. There is no way to escape.

In the end, Feordo could only temporarily classify Sakunosuke Oda as the human being that Shelley is interested in recently, but it cannot be completely ignored, after all, it is easy to draw out the biggest trouble-Osamu Dazai.

Countless thoughts swirled in Fyodor's mind, and he continued Shelley's words freely: "Although I don't mind being regarded as a vicious supporting actor, Oda-kun and Dazai-kun are very close, and you will be found out soon. of."

Shelley leaned over: "You really don't mind?"

Fyodor was stunned for a moment, and realized that Shelley was asking him the first half of the sentence, which was not important at all. After a subtle moment of silence, he said, "I said before that the reason for the contract with you is because we have the same goal, and we are not subordinates." relationship, of course, I don’t have the habit of falling in love with my collaborators.”

There is some joking at the end, and the appearance is frank and not fake.

Shelley chuckled, and replied noncommittally, "Really?"

Then, without hesitation, he crushed the beautiful "work of art" in his palm, and the ice shards fell to his feet, climbing and spreading. In an instant, the two butterflies collapsed, leaving only a wet rag on the ground.

This was the reply to the second half of Fyodor's words. She said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you find out. I have already arranged for the gift to be sent there."

"Gift?"

"This is a secret."

"That's it."

Fyodor understood, it was about [sister] again.

The thick ink in the distance has not faded, but the movement has become much smaller. Fyodor guessed that it should be almost over there.

Shelley obviously knew this too, and soon lost the desire to continue watching. She turned around to leave the top floor, and turned back halfway.

Two little snowmen pushed Fyodor behind his back and urged him to go quickly.

"You're still sick, do you still want to keep blowing cold wind here? I can't save you if you die from a serious illness."

Fyodor looked at Shelley, hesitated for a second before saying, "May I ask a personal question?"

Shelley raised her chin, beckoning him to say.

"Obviously you can transform into a human form, but you always have to return to your original body in front of me. Why?"

Fyodor showed genuine bewilderment.

The human form is obviously easier to mix in the crowd, but the strength will be weakened accordingly. If you don’t trust him... Fyodor can honestly say that even Shelley in the human form will not need much effort to defeat him (in On the premise of not exposing one's own abilities), there is no need to take another step.

"Why—" The blue-haired demon first pretended to be confused, then smiled abruptly at him, "Guess?"

Of course it's because Miss Halfghost is more beautiful!And if you don't want to talk about it, you can talk about it separately, the aura must be crushed!

Fyodor: "..."

Seeing Fyodor choked, the White House felt refreshed in September!

Ha, her ability to improvise and adapt to changing circumstances is really getting better and better.

On a whim.

The White House spoke confidently in September: "Tong Er, come, report the current favorability data of Shelley and Fyodor!"

System: "After testing, [Shelley] currently has a favorability score of 1 for the test player Fyodor."

System: "Test player Fyodor's affection for [Shelley] is 1."

White House September:  …

Good guy, where are you two frying fried dough sticks?