After I divorced from chaos step

Toru Amuro finally concluded for me: "People who are too mild-tempered will suffer in the end."

I put down my coffee cup: "I understand."

Isn't the most thorough point used by them is character and temper?

Although my brain is not smart enough, if I want to kill them, I don't listen to any of their words, just tear them up with my hands.

But I know, I can't do it.

The group chat finally fell silent.My eyes stayed on the last line, the last three question marks in Tuosi.

"Miss Qingxi, do you have a wish?"

Toru Amuro drew with his fingers on the tabletop of the bar counter, "Is there any?"

His straightforwardness made me inexplicably wary.

"Or what you want to do most, many people call it ideal."

"There is something I want to do," I said half-jokingly, "I want to protect Japan, protect the world, prevent the enemy from invading, and maintain permanent stability."

Although it's my truth, I don't think anyone will believe me when I say it.

After all, in the eyes of others, I am not a hero, I am just a coffee shop employee.

How can ordinary people have such ideals?

"What about you?" I asked Toru Amuro with a smile, "What is the ideal of Senpai Amuro? Open your own coffee shop? Or become a model?"

"No, it's very hard to open my own shop. It's fine to be a model. That's a youthful meal, and I have to continue to look for a job in the future." Toru Amuro teased, "Actually, my wish is similar to that of Miss Qingxi."

"Eh? Protect Japan, protect the world?"

Is he kidding me?

"Well. I'm more inclined to the former, but the latter is actually the same reason. After all, if the world ceases to exist, the country I love will certainly cease to exist."

Toru Amuro said this because he thought I was joking, so he made the same joke with me.

He would never believe that everything I said was true.

But I also appreciate his reaction, at least not the kind of big truth like rolling his eyes and saying "you've got nothing wrong with your head".A human sense of humor is still necessary.

"Ha, then we are allies."

There was still a sip of coffee left in the coffee cup, and I continued to joke, "Why don't we have a toast for our ideals."

"OK!" Toru Amuro blinked his eyes slowly, and there was an indistinct softness in his eyes.

It seems to be unwavering for a vow on the other side, a pious ideal.

It seemed like everything he told me was true.

For a moment, his expression reminded me of Tuo Si - with no dust in his eyes and nothing in his eyes.

But I changed my mind, Toru Amuro is just an ordinary coffee shop employee. Although he is handsome and has an excellent temperament, he cannot be compared with the black mud like Tosi.

I'm worried about the surveillance, how did he monitor it?

Will it even change clothes... It shouldn't be so wretched.

I put the six monitors in my pocket, along with the book that Zhong Yuanzhong also gave me.

It's also surprising to say that he was able to find a way to deal with my ability getting out of control so quickly.Although Tosi has used it twice, I really haven't thought of it.

Although everyone knows Edgar Allan Poe, until now, he is the only one who ordered a book from there for me.

I took out a monitor, squeezed it in my hand and played it carefully, the cold metal core hit from my fingertips, I couldn't help pinching it even tighter.

Toru Amuro also poured himself a cup of coffee and continued our toasting ceremony just now.

It was obviously just a joke, but he was extremely serious.

"Peace be forever."

We clinked our coffee cups and patiently drank the last drop.

"Miss Qingxi never seems to add milk or sugar to her coffee." Toru Amuro said softly, "Generally girls are afraid of suffering."

"Yes." I nodded, "Actually, I don't eat sweets. After a while, I get used to it. It's hard to correct my taste. But I'm good at making sweets."

"Hey? Don't eat sweets but are good at making sweets?" Toru Amuro folded his hands on his chin, the seriousness in his eyes just now turned into a faint smile, "Is it for someone?"

I also don't want to hide from him.

"Before, in order to chase a boy he liked, he liked to eat sweets. I came to Marui to learn from him."

In fact, buying finished products for Luanbu to eat is similar to the price I made for him (Marui will give me a discounted employee price), but I always feel that what I do is more thoughtful.

"What's the result?" Toru Amuro expressed interest, "Is it convenient to say?"

"We've caught up, we're married." I didn't wait for Toru Amuro to say congratulations, and said immediately, "But now we're divorced again."

"..."

"We get together if we get along, we get together if we don't get along." I shrugged my shoulders, "You don't have to feel sorry for me. When I had a husband before, I couldn't even admire handsome guys openly, but now I'm free."

He was amused by my words: "Does that require me to do something?"

"Ha, why don't you have another cup of coffee?" I pushed the coffee cup in front of him, "Drink Poor Marui."

"It can't be like this, Marui-kun will cry, and I will charge it to your own account."

"Hey, don't be so cruel, I'm still in the probationary period, the salary is very low——"

Amuro and I were joking, and he turned to make me coffee.

At this time in the coffee shop, there were only a few sporadic customers, each sitting leisurely on the sofa seat by the window, drinking coffee while admiring the free publications in the shop.

There are a large number of second-hand books in the store, which are sold to Marui Bunta at half price after Liu Renji read them. Most of them are pure literature.

"I seem to hear someone complaining about the low salary."

The door of the store was gently pushed open at this moment, and the wind chime swayed tinkly, and what came into view was Mori Ogai's face with some wrinkles but full of energy.

I looked behind him and didn't see his daughter Alice.

He seemed to see my doubts, and explained: "Alice-chan has gone to school."

"Oh." I thought to myself, this year's Hong Kong black education is pretty good. According to Nakahara Nakaya, neither he nor Dazai have ever attended school, and they don't even have a primary school diploma.

However, due to the special nature of the port mafia, you can work in it if you are raised there, and there is no situation where it is difficult to get a job because you don't have a diploma.

Now that they are actually sending the next generation to school, it seems that they are also advancing with the times.

"Not satisfied with the salary?"

He pulled a chair from the bar and sat down facing me.

I have to admire his hearing ability, he can hear the casual jokes between Toru Amuro and I, and he was at least ten meters away from us just now, separated by a glass door.

"No, no." I shook my head vigorously, "I am absolutely satisfied with my salary, our boss is as radiant as the sun."

Toru Amuro laughed out loud, "Marui-kun will be very touched when he hears it."

He handed me the brewed coffee, and looked at Mori Ogai again: "Mr. Mori, do you still order the usual set meal today?"

Mori Ogai is a frequent visitor to this store, and every time he orders a set meal with a cup of coffee and small desserts.But no one would have guessed that he was the leader of the port mafia.

"Yes, please give me two more candies."

He likes his coffee sweeter, just the opposite of me.

Toru Amuro is very diligent and takes good care of me. As long as others are in the store, he basically does everything.I was so sorry that he sent me to research a new coffee maker.

Mori Ogai and I are also acquaintances. Although he is the leader of Hong Kong and Black, I have a good impression of him.

The reason is simple. The Yokohama I saw and the Mafia members I met when I was a child are very different from the current one.

Looking at the city is pleasing to the eye, and looking at the high-ranking people in the city, I also have a bit of admiration.

"Are you used to working here?" he asked me.

"Very good, I have worked here before." I get along with Marui Bunta and Amuro Toru much more smoothly than I get along with Dazai Tosi.

"How about that?" he asked in a low voice.

I glanced at Toru Amuro, who was concentrating on making coffee.

"Investigating. Probably won't be long."

I took out a monitor and put it on the bar counter, "Someone is more impatient than me."

"If you need anything, you can contact Chuya-kun, or," Mori Ogai's gaze skipped over the monitor, he frowned slightly, "You can contact me directly."

"Ah."

"...This, do you need me to find someone to help you investigate?"

Mori Ogai actually saw what was in my hand at a glance.

"Mr. Sen knows what this is?"

"It's pretty common stuff."

"...I see." I sighed deeply in my heart, "It really is."

"You seem to want to understand something, I hope it's a good thing."

"It's not good or bad. But at least I understand a truth."

Mori Ogai expressed his willingness to hear more about it, but I didn't shy away from it and said it directly.

"The wild dog puts away its fangs, but it is still a wild dog."

Even I began to wonder if he knew me and had his own purpose.

The head of the port mafia should be busy.Even if you sneak in, you won't "run into" me again and again.Even if he likes the coffee here so much, at the gymnasium, he didn't even know what the book Tuosi took out, so he accompanied us into the book.

Why didn't he know that it might be a way of no return?

"Yes. Wild dogs are still wild dogs after all." He said with a smile, "When wild dogs bite their prey, there is no possibility of letting go."

"You must love the Port Mafia very much." I suddenly remembered what my grandfather Hoshizuo said to me when I was six years old after he took me through the long streets of Yokohama.

This city was once plagued by Hong Kong blacks, a place where even the government and heroes felt headaches.

I asked my grandfather, will the city still be okay?

Grandpa said, yes.

I was dissatisfied with his uncertain answer and clamored for him to destroy the Port Mafia.

Grandpa patted my head.

——When that organization meets someone who truly loves it from the bottom of his heart, it will definitely get better.

Love can only wait, no one is sure whether it will happen or not.

That's why grandpa used an uncertain tone. He casually comforted me with a piece of candy, and I turned around and put the matter behind me.

Now when I see Mori Ogai, I think of that long conversation again.

"Yeah." He nodded lightly, "It's my bottom line."

"Everyone has a bottom line." I said softly, "Mr. Sen, if you want to get something from me, don't touch my bottom line."

At the age of 25, I began to doubt whether trust and friendship still exist in this world.

If Tuo Si wanted to monitor me, he must use mobile phone software. It is absolutely impossible for him to use something that Mori Ogai can see at a glance.

Although he is a person who can use any means to achieve his goals, he is an extremely arrogant person in his bones. If he lost to Dazai so easily, he himself would not be able to forgive himself.

So who else would put that kind of thing in my room?

Who else has touched all the people around me?

She even read the memories I extracted from the glass beads.

What is her purpose?

Or, what purpose do they have?

Now it seems that they are all working hard to get me a complete ability. It seems that they are pulling each other's legs, but in fact they have been very united.

What about after I get the full power?What are they trying to do?

"I want to make a deal with Miss Yuan." Mori Ogai said calmly, "You should be in need of help right now, and I can provide it for you."

"This--"

"What Chuya-kun can give you, I can give." Mori Ogai stroked the bar table with his slender fingers, and pressed it on the monitor in my hand, "I can give you what he can't give you."

This is very touching.

Hong Kong gangster cadres and Hong Kong gangster leaders are different in terms of power, status, and what they can provide.

"Mr. Sen, before the transaction, I want to ask you a question." I moved a little closer and asked without being rude, "The last person who got the privilege from you is still alive today. ?"