Manual activity manual

- The word "infant" is derived from Latin and means "unable to speak".

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Under the leadership of Liudao Mukuro, they quietly sneaked into the edge of Yokosaki Yukiya's dream.

The same laboratory, the same corridor, but there is a faint mist in it, and there are faint figures walking through it. If you look closely, you can only see a pale mist.

They seem to be standing in a bubble with blurred edges. Every time they take a step, the surrounding scenery changes slightly.Nothing earth-shattering, just labs, labs, and more labs, with the occasional fringe of a different-colored coat that quickly disappears.

"here we go."

A metal door of the laboratory suddenly opened in front of their eyes, and the picture that appeared in front of their eyes made most people not quite...surprised.

Ayatsuji pedestrian raised his hand, only to find that the smoking pipe that never left him had disappeared.It appears that smoking is not allowed here.

"Is that Mr. Nakahara?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke asked softly.

"...I don't think so." Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips, not daring to look at Chuya Nakahara's expression at this time.

It's hard to tell who exactly is sitting at the table.With short orange hair and cobalt blue eyes, he looks like a five-year-old Chuya Nakahara.

But just by their expressions, you can see the huge difference between them.If it is said that the Central Plains is also a warrior who can destroy the enemy and destroy everything, then he——he is the side that has been destroyed.

He was wearing a thin lace-up hospital gown, his face was ruddy, his breathing was steady, and there was nothing missing on his body. He didn't look like a poor little man who was abused by the laboratory.Although there is a retention needle in the arm, there is only one retention needle.

They didn't test it directly on him.

But would a child who seemed to be only five years old be quiet, motionless, as if being fixed, just staring at the screen in front of him?

He stared intently at the screen erected in front of him.The video is not clear, there is no sound, and the editing is extremely rough, and there are always inexplicable noises and snowflakes.But this child, he looked at it very seriously, and occasionally stretched out his hand to gently poke the figure on the screen.

The screen jumped, from the street with strange terrain to the inside of the building.The boy in the jacket and hoodie half-kneeled in front of the black-haired man not far away, talking slowly.

Obviously, this is a surveillance video, and the person in the picture is Chuya Zhongyuan, and...

A pale hand crosses the child's shoulder, pausing the scene here.The person looking at the screen paused, and it took a long time to react, and looked up slowly.

The man who was exactly the same as in the picture was standing beside him, looking down at him with a smile.The messy long black hair slipped from his shoulders, and a few strands swept across his face, but he didn't seem to feel it, he just stared blankly at the person coming.

"I'm looking at Ya-kun. How do you feel?"

He opened his mouth, but there was only an incoherent, strange whoo-hoo sound like a broken bellows.

Can't even speak? He sighed deeply, squatted down, and let the black coat on his body be stained with dust: "This is not acceptable."

"You are the only 'Xingya' who survived and was able to preserve 'Huang Ba Tu'."

Yukiya tilted his head, as if he couldn't understand the other party's words at all.The other party was not surprised, instead, he easily picked up the little Yuki, let him sit in his arms, and played the surveillance video again.

"Even if you don't rely on violence, terror, and killing, you can surpass the previous generation. That's what I thought." His tone was full of tender nostalgia, but it made Yukina twitch slightly uneasily.He looked at the video, but his pupils were clearly dilated, and he didn't see anything.

"But unfortunately, the world is always changing. Now we are back to the era of beheading each other when we disagree."

Yuki didn't move.Some kind of intuitive awareness made him feel something.Maybe it's a threat, maybe it's fear, maybe it's yearning... In short, he raised his face obediently, then lowered his head, staring at the surveillance video with blank eyes in a daze.

"Yukiya."

"Since he is Chuya's successor, he can't be so weak."

"Our port mafia doesn't take trash."

As the images flowed, Yukiya's appearance remained unchanged.With long orange-red hair and sea-blue eyes, standing in front of the huge training barn, she looked like a fully reproduced doll.As he slowly turned his head, more training chambers appeared one after another, among which the floating figures were almost all of this hair color, but none of them had opened their eyes.

"Defective products."

"not enough……"

"At least I survived, Yukiya-kun."

"But I... can't use..."

"There's always a way."

"...genes can be reprogrammed and instantly..."

"The whole world is falling apart, are you still going to do this?!"

"We have no choice."

"Artificial supernatural body—"

"Don't be afraid," the haggard woman in kimono who couldn't hide her beauty bent down, covered his eyes lightly, and said with a smile, "Go and rest inside, Yukiya."

Yuki raised her head, blinking slowly.He didn't say anything, but the person who was holding him covered his mouth with his sleeve, and narrowed his cold eyes with a smile: "Really... don't think so, Yuki. We, the port mafia, will never compromise."

The mafia... what is it...?

"It's your home, and it's a place that will protect you. Don't worry, leave it to my concubine. Both you and Zhongye will be protected by the port mafia."

"Central...Plain...Central..."

"Ah, Xiao Xingya can talk." The woman smiled sassyly, holding his cold hand, the red marks at the end of her eyes were like blood-stained maple leaves, flying wantonly in the strong wind.

"Alright, maybe I haven't thought about the past for a long time. As a reward, let me tell you. Do you want to know?"

"I want... Hong, Hongye..."

"...I am Yin. Sister Hongye, no, the leader needs to deal with some matters. Next, I will take care of you." The black-haired girl raised her head slightly, hiding the rolling emotions in her eyes, and took a light breath. When he looked at the child in front of him again, his tone became gentle and calm, "Looking at your expression, is there anything you want to ask me? You can write it down."

"Mr. Nakahara? He's a nice guy."

"Mr. Sen has something to do, so he had to leave."

"Sister Hongye..."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled reluctantly, the golden hairpin in her hair was still stained with blood that could not be wiped off, "...I need to leave for a while, during which time I will be the acting leader and take care of you."

"Port Mafia?"

"That's right, it's the leader of the port mafia. Whether it's you or Mr. Zhongyuan, they will be sheltered by the port mafia."

"—Yukiya. Are you really just a clone of Mr. Nakahara?"

"My brother won't tell me...he must know something."

"If the leader...forget it. Yukiya, look, remember, this is Hisakusaku-san. If someone dares to bully you..."

The boy holding the doll looked at them with some panic, and when Xingya turned his head, he forced himself to show a confident smile: "My ability 'brain hell' is a spiritual ability, and can change Realistic supernatural powers together are called the heterogeneous among the heterogeneous, and no one is not afraid."

"I will protect you!"

"Even if it's just me...I can do it. So, so...don't worry about us, Sister Yin." He slowly let go of his grip on the hem of the other party's clothes, trying not to let the tears fall, "Give me Take the leader's token. I will do it."