I write dog blood in Yokohama

I never expected that this time, the ability to play is more ferocious than before.

He couldn't move his hands and feet, and even his mouth was covered.

If I were given another chance, I would rather choose to seek help from the male god Chuya, even if Akutagawa Ryunosuke disagreed, I would admit it, so at least there would be no TV dramas staged at the entrance of the port mafia building.

"You... what did you do to me?!!"

The brief mental attack quickly dissipated.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who had regained his sanity, immediately came back to his senses. He widened his eyes slightly, and stared at me who was still covered with his mouth in disbelief. He didn't wait to use this posture to do something to me. What, the next second, the whole person lost his balance, and was slammed into the ground below the steps by gravity.

"You guy, do you want to be crushed by gravity?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who was standing opposite with no expression on his face, also pulled the corner of his mouth. A dark red light appeared on his body. He kept walking with one hand in his pocket and walked over step by step. , "Let her go to me."

"No no no!"

I quickly pretended to be pitiful, and went to see my reliable boss with tears in my eyes. Damn, why is Akutagawa's cloth strip wrapped so tightly...

"Damn it, I can't even lift my fingers!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was lying beside him, almost gritted his silver teeth. He struggled for a long time, but his body was still firmly embedded in the concrete floor.

"Then, you are the rumored gravity operator..."

The short-haired boy who spat out these words viciously didn't notice that behind him, a black-haired boy wrapped in bandages had already appeared under the headquarters building. He opened the door and got out of the car, walking steadily and lightly. He lowered his iris-colored eyes.

"Really, what's going on?"

Osamu Dazai easily walked in front of me in two or three steps, knelt down and gently pressed his palm against my face, the black cloth wrapped around his body disappeared without a trace, and I regained my freedom.

saved.

I quickly got up from the ground, feeling guilty...ah no, I hid behind Nakahara Chuya shamelessly, and silently thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Dazai."

"Mr. Dazai!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was lying on the other side, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and lowered his head in shame and indignation: "I, I am incompetent...the brain was attacked by such an evil ability."

I:"……"

What the hell is evil! !

"It's really self-aware nonsense." Osamu Dazai glanced back at someone, and once again showed what is called black mud on the face. His attitude was completely different from the time when he accompanied me on my birthday yesterday. The eyes are deep and depressing, and anyone who looks at it will feel very bad: "Before you do it, don't you know to investigate Xiaojiao's supernatural ability?"

"..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke lowered his head vigorously, but did not speak.

"Tsk, then it's over, right?" Letting me secretly grab the cuffs, Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled the brim of his hat with a grim expression, as if he didn't want to continue the farce here.

"Hey bastard Dazai, take care of your subordinates next time!"

"Ugh-"

Osamu Dazai didn't take good care of his partner's warning at all, and immediately changed into an emoji face, spat, and said mercilessly: "It's so funny, you obviously watched your direct subordinates being dragged away, didn't you?"

"Sure enough, Xiaojiao should stop working under some stupid slug and return to my hands? I will welcome it."

"what?!"

"what?!"

Two raised voices sounded at the same time.

"Next..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke anxiously wanted to say something, but was PUAed by the black mud spirit at the workplace with a black mud face.

***

No matter how I recalled it, I felt that what happened just now was out of sight. I followed these three popular characters into the lobby on the first floor of the PortMafia headquarters almost in a daze.

Among them, only Akutagawa Ryunosuke was still staring at me viciously, and murmured in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you must take advantage of Mr. Dazai's absence..."

Help, I hear you! Hey!

Sure enough, it's time to put Akutagawa's portrait on the journey, and I will draw it quickly tonight, so as not to be accidentally caught and stabbed again in the future.

I deliberately slowed down a bit, walked to this obsessed guy, and said with a deep expression: "You want to know, how did you get Mr. Dazai's approval? I can tell you."

"unnecessary."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned his head away, as if strongly restraining the urge to activate the supernatural power: "Just bite off your head..."

"Hello, Gu Zhi... Gu Zhi, Gu Zhi?" Suddenly I couldn't remember how to say stubborn, I had to change a word with a similar meaning, and complained speechlessly: "You are so perverted."

"Japanese people, don't they pay much attention to seniority and etiquette? Anyway, I am your senior, right?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "..."

"I don't have you, a perverted woman who has transvestism."

"Don't think that if you dress up as a woman, you will show mercy." The eyebrowless boy gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction when he said this: "Damn it, I must find a chance to compete with you and prove it to Mr. Dazai !"

So why on earth does he think I'm a womanizer? ?

I looked at the other person very blankly, touched my chin and fell into memory, and suddenly remembered the first time I met Akutagawa. At that time, I had just finished the task of infiltrating a hostile organization with the male god Chuya, and I was wearing men’s clothing. .

What a big misunderstanding, wouldn't he completely regard me as a man just because he used a different ability to change his gender at that time?

It’s a bit embarrassing to say, but my sex change is just raising some legs, adding a little Adam’s apple, and changing the length and hairstyle of my hair.

That's impossible to admit wrong! !

Wait, is it because Osamu Dazai also reconciled with my gender before, maybe this can be used, I had an idea, and said sincerely: "What's your name?"

"... Ryunosuke Akutagawa."

"Okay, Akutawa, Alakutawa, Atakutawa..."

Help, this guy's surname is more confusing than the surname of the male god Chuya, I took the next best thing, and continued to say sincerely: "Nosuke, in fact, I used to be the same as you, and I also wanted to impress Mr. Dazai. "

"Seeing you, I seem to see my former self."

"It's not Ryunosuke, it's Ryunosuke!" Akutagawa retorted angrily, as if he wanted to say something else, I quickly raised my hand to appease me: "Okay, Ryunosuke, listen to me, if you kill me directly, you will only kill me." Let PortMafia fall into a little chaos, and you who shot at your companions will also be arrested and imprisoned."

"It doesn't matter."

"No, PortMafia lacks a supernatural user, and Chuya-senpai loses his subordinates, he will come to you and Mr. Dazai to settle accounts; Boss Mori Ogai will also have a headache, he will talk to you and Mr. Dazai, you don't care , Mr. Dazai will be talked about by various people because of you."

"Maybe, Mr. Dazai can easily deal with that, but you, after all, caused him trouble, so he won't recognize you..."

Bababa breathed out a thorough blow, I gasped a little tiredly, seeing Akutagawa Ryunosuke wanted to open his mouth to refute me, but for a while I didn't know which point to refute, obviously fluent in Japanese than me, but fell into a short-term The sluggish: "You..."

I saw something was going on, so I hurriedly continued my efforts: "Military force can't solve everything. Mr. Dazai has taught you about this, right?"

"Smart words." A red light appeared on Akutagawa Ryunosuke's body again, even though he was now in the middle of the banquet: "You bastard, you are just sophistry..."

"That's not true. I, who has already been approved by Mr. Dazai, can tell you Mr. Dazai's preferences."

"If you kill me forcefully, you won't know that preference until the end. Why don't you listen to my request first, and it won't be too late to kill me after you know your preference."

I feel like I have said all the Japanese I have spoken in the past week, and I feel very tired. By the way, when the last sentence fell, I did not forget to add a cold voice in a low voice——

"Of course, if you can."

Looking at the black-haired boy who was frowning and staring at me blankly, I grinned.

***

It's rare to talk a lot, which is very difficult for Sanwu, and I don't have the desire to speak for a while.

But fortunately, although Akutagawa Ryunosuke is a little stubborn, he is not so stubborn that he can't listen to what he says. He is just crazy in some places, and he still has a lot of brains.

Although his face was still full of anger and disapproval, as if I was talking sweet words, but the black spike he couldn't help but was about to hit my throat, he silently retracted it.

"Perhaps you are right in some ways."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned around, closed his eyes and put them in his pockets, coughed a few times and then walked away: "I won't do anything here."

The tormenting Buddha finally left. I breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the surrounding environment with a sleepy face. The hall on the first floor has been decorated to look like a banquet, with beautiful crystal lamps hanging above my head. Not far away There are even many champagne towers around.

Would you like to have a drink and try it, but this morning I woke up with a sore head...

"It's better for Xiaojiao not to drink here?" A familiar voice sounded from behind, and a black-haired boy in a coat appeared behind me with a smile, his tone was incomprehensible.

"Mr. Dazai, hello."

I silently greeted him, I had no desire to speak at all, and where did this guy go just now!Obviously he dug a hole in Akutagawa for me.

"It's really indifferent, so much happened yesterday, Xiaojiao is unexpectedly ruthless."

Osamu Dazai looked at me with a hurt face, and seemed to be very dissatisfied looking at me, and suddenly changed his exaggerated tone: "Or, Xiaojiao doesn't remember what happened yesterday?"

"Remember, remember." I quietly lowered my head, but I only remembered the part where I didn't drink.

Damn, I really can't remember what happened last night, but now I've passed it safely, so nothing major happened, right?Guilty raised my head and glanced, I seemed to see the figure of Chuya Nakahara from the corner of my eyes, I don't know if I saw it wrong, so I just went to have a look...

Before I could take a closer look, the sight in front of me was suddenly blocked by the black clothes. Osamu Dazai changed his position, bent down a little, and touched my cheek with his slender and well-knit fingers. Looking up at the other party, the tea-brown eyes looked directly at him: "Really?"

"Obviously remember but not responsible? I have been touched by Xiaojiao in this way, ah--after that kind of thing is over, Xiaojiao passed out directly. It took me a lot of effort to send you home .”

……

? ? ? ?

Nonsense, I don't believe it! !

Me, I lowered my head secretly, opened the neckline and looked at my bra and other places, but there were no traces, please, how could someone who is so good at observing me not notice the traces of shyness.

I don't know why, Osamu Dazai, who was close at hand, seemed to froze for a moment, and immediately retracted the palm that was attached to my face, but he seemed to want to stretch it out again, with a smile on his face: "Xiaojiao, you really don't see me. .”

"what?"

I didn't care about the nervous black mud spirit and former boss, in my heart I completely denied the other party's nonsense just now... Just kidding, trying to trick myself, I won't be fooled, hum.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also disappeared in Yu Guangli, I regretfully gave up the idea of ​​looking for the other party, and recalled the scene of stepping into the gate with them before, and I always felt that the male god Zhong Ye seemed a little unhappy at that time.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet. As the big boss of the port mafia, Mori Ogai appeared at the reception of the banquet with Alice sauce.

"Well, let's all relax today."

When the leader spoke, the members in the hall were very excited and enthusiastically responded "yes", the atmosphere of the banquet became much more relaxed, and everyone started talking freely.

Unlike the relaxation of my subordinates, seeing Mori Ogai after a long time, I fell into deep thought.

I looked around, but I didn’t see Ango Sakaguchi. I’m afraid he didn’t attend this celebration, but I still remember the conversation with him the day before yesterday. I’m an undercover agent who sneaked into PortMafia, but I’m not from Japan. Ability Secret Service Division.

Such a complicated identity, if you choose to go back, it will not help your ultimate goal, so surrendering to the enemy is the only answer——

Thinking of this, I simply avoided the crowd vigilantly (mainly Akutagawa), and left the lobby on the first floor.

The elegant and comfortable music was left behind, and I took the elevator to my office. I forgot to mention that after I painted the portrait of the male god Chuya, I was afraid of being seen by him. After eating together that day, I secretly I went to the office and put the other party's painting and my own portrait with a similarity of 70% together and locked it.

I took out the keys in my pocket and opened the door of the office without hindrance. After a while of rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, I was very embarrassed to find out the oil portrait of Chuya Zhongyuan.

Mori Ogai only showed his face at the banquet, and left soon after expressing his position.

So, based on my guess, I continued to take the elevator to the top floor and came to the heavily guarded chief's office. After calming down, I knocked on the door very seriously.

"Come in--"

It turned out to be a little girl's voice, followed by a terrible male voice: "Alice-chan~ Just change this dress, it's really beautiful, put it on and let's go to the banquet downstairs together Would you like some dessert?"

"Don't!" The blond loli sitting there turned her head with her mouth pouting, "Rin Taro has already asked me to change into three dresses!"

"Because, any one of them is suitable—"

Mori Ogai, whose tone softened, seemed to have finally noticed the situation at the door, and turned his head around with a surprised expression: "Huh? It's Yahiro-kun."

"What's the matter? Not downstairs to the dance."

"Ah." Mori Ogai raised his hand against his chin, as if remembering something: "Speaking of which, I seem to have heard that something very interesting happened before the gate of the building."

I:……

When I was mentioned about the death of the society, I looked away as if I didn't hear it, turned around and closed the door tightly, and said with a dead face: "I have something, I want to report to you."

"whats the matter?"

Sensing that I really have something to say, Mori Ogai put down his skirt curiously, got up and sat on the boss's office chair that has not changed for thousands of years.

"Exactly." I swallowed, and handed over the oil painting with 100% completion and at least 79% similarity, closed my eyes and said cruelly: "The painting that Boss asked me to paint before is finished."

Finally, I said it myself!

To be honest, although my painting skills have matured a lot, I have only studied for less than a month so far. Still life and clothes are not good at all. In fact, the human body needs to be practiced again. Many things are instant, all rely on I practice hard day and night...

In short, to be able to achieve 79%, naturally, ahem, I took off the clothes of the male god Zhongye.

"Oh?" Not knowing the sin in my heart at all, the interest in Mori Ogai's eyes grew stronger. He motioned to Alice who was lying on the side to run over, took the portrait I handed over, and couldn't wait to open it to have a look.

"Oh, by the way, Boss." Seeing that the black-haired man had already taken the rolled-up portrait, I reminded: "There is one more thing I want to say, in fact, I am an undercover agent."

……

Quiet.

The whole room couldn't be quieter.

Mori Ogai's hand that wanted to take apart the portrait stopped in mid-air. After being silent for an unknown amount of time, he raised his head abruptly, staring at it with his crimson eyes without blinking.

"Baxun-kun, it's not popular to make such jokes now."

"I'm not kidding, I've been thinking about it for a long time." With a scrutiny that oppressed my chest and I was almost out of breath, a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back, "It's been entangled for a long time before I choose You say it."

The air in the room was so quiet that it was a bit weird, and the aura of Mori Ogai's attack made my legs tremble, but I didn't flinch, but said very calmly: "I want to stay in PortMafia."

I really thought about it for a long time.

Why did I conceal my whereabouts before the time travel, and instead of contacting the Supernatural Secret Service, I sneaked into PortMafia following Nozawa's acquaintance.

If I remember correctly, the mysterious voice once said that I died before crossing over. I was obviously a bottom-level mafia wandering on the edge, and Nozawa would not do anything to me. So how did this body die? ?

Aside from these things, my ultimate goal is not to contact the Supernatural Secret Service and be sent back to China by them, otherwise I will be chained here forever...

It would be dangerous to go back. Since the identity of the original body is very mixed, it is better to stay in PortMafia and work honestly for the other party. Judging by the appearance of the mysterious voice several times, I have already completed a lot of progress while staying here .

Yokohama is the biggest stage.

I have abandoned everything and confessed to Mori Ogai, I think he will definitely not hurt the killer, but will be very happy to approach me to join... After all, my supernatural power is very rare, and I work smoothly, Mori Ogai Won't want to let go.

As for me being a double agent, or just continuing to work hard, I don't know.

"Well... so what was your previous organization?" Mori Ogai's expression was confusing.

"Special Ability Division."

"So, the government, Yaxun-kun doesn't have other companions in the organization, does he? Do you know anyone lurking in PortMafia?"

"Nozawa, Kusanagi, Tsuruta and Yamamoto of Black Lizard."

I thought about it, the first two were already dead, and the latter two gave Kusanagi a chance to kill me and Gu Chuan, which was asked from Ango Sakaguchi during the meal.

As for the rest, I will naturally not talk about it again. Having said so much is enough to be sincere.

"I see, from the extremist faction?" It seems that Mori Ogai also knows that there are extremist guys in the Supernatural Secret Service Division. He figured out which faction I came from in a few words. He rubbed his chin and stared at me contemplatively. A smile emerged: "I'm very happy, Yaxun-kun, you will choose us."

"Then if there is any news from your superiors, please tell me in time. I will not tell the public about it."

Leaning his elbows on the desk, the black-haired man with his hair combed behind his head looked at him with an unchanged expression, his red eyes gleamed with a dim light: "This is the secret between the two of us."

"Ah, there's also Alice-chan, but she's my superpower, Yahiro-kun shouldn't care about it, right?"

"I don't care."

...Got it, so you're making me a double agent, right?

Looking at Alice who turned her head arrogantly, I immediately understood what Mori Ogai meant. After all, the extremists of the Supernatural Secret Service Division really gave him a headache. Recently, the organization has been attacked by surprise. If the intelligence is avoided in advance, the development of PortMafia will be much smoother.

"Then let's stop here, that's enough." After the conversation, Mori Ogai let go of his crossed fingers, leaned back on the chair seemingly relaxed, and picked up the scroll that he wanted to open just now, like Thinking of something like: "Oh wait, there is one more thing, may I know why Ba Xun-kun wants to join PortMafia?"

Such a black-haired man, who seemed to be asking the question unintentionally, still stared at the dark red eyes with bottomless scrutiny.

trivial.

I had already thought about the reason for taking refuge on the way here, I pretended to look away embarrassedly, raised my index finger and scratched my cheek: "Well, because, because of me, actually...the reason is..."

"I'm in love with Chuya-senpai!"

At the same time as these words fell, Mori Ogai also opened the rolled up portrait.

He lowered his eyes, staring very silently at the place in his hand with well-defined muscles, a figure and some parts that are more dense than his own.

"...Understood, you go down."

Silently raised his hand and returned the portrait, the black-haired man sitting there couldn't help reminding again: "Ya Xun-kun, as the boss of the organization, I still hope that you can exercise a little restraint and don't hurt your body."