Why aren't people raising me

"Do you think Masaharu is suitable for the Mafia?"

Although it seems to be a simple question, the meaning of this sentence is so important that it can control a person's fate.

coming.

Central Plains also tensed up.

From the moment Yazhi showed his talent, he thought of this day.

Osamu Dazai pointed out to him explicitly and secretly that Masaharu was going to be exposed to everyone's sight.

In fact, even without other people's reminders, Nakahara can also think of this. He is just not as smart as Dazai, but it does not mean that he is stupid and dull.This was the last thing he wanted.

But fortunately, Masaharu's exposed ability is "spider silk".

But Zhongyuan Zhong does not guarantee whether they will reveal the secret of the "resurrection" to the Banner Club, because if the leader of the port mafia really asks, they will most likely know everything because of their loyalty.

By the time……

At that time, we must find a way to get Yazhi out.

"He's not suitable."

Although this answer does not require careful thought, Zhong Yuan paused for a few seconds when he said it.

"Well, after all, Chuya likes him very much." Mori Ogai clasped his hands, and pressed lightly on the table, "In order to cure his 'strange disease', I even asked another supernatural organization in Yokohama—— Doctor Yosano from the Armed Detective Agency."

Zhongye's movements in the Central Plains are monitored by the Banner Society, and the leader can of course know about it.

Although it was a request from Mafia at the port, Nakahara Nakaya went alone with great sincerity and the person he saved was an innocent child, so the Armed Detective Agency did not refuse.

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered the way the green-eyed detective looked at him. It was an extraordinarily meticulous look, washing his gaze away inch by inch.

Let the Armed Detective Agency agree, which is actually just a word from him.

"Go Akiko, he's serious."

But Yosano Akiko didn't wake up Masaharu Nakahara, and Nakahara Nakahara watched as she chopped Masaharu to death first, and then restored him to the healthiest state.

A lot of blood was sprayed on the scene, but Masaharu didn't wake up. Nakahara Nakaya clenched his hands into fists and asked her to try again tremblingly.

The third time was another week later, Masaharu had to rely on esophagus insertion to keep alive, and Nakahara couldn't stand it anymore, so he invited Yosano Akiko again.

Not long after the third time, Masaharu woke up, otherwise he would have seen the tube in his mouth, the taste must be very ecstasy.

"Yeah, Masaharu is very fragile, I can't see him getting hurt." Chuya grinned and said to the leader, "I'm just such a younger brother. He is timid and soft-hearted. He doesn't want to see casualties. He just woke up because of an accident. When I got the supernatural power, I ran to save people."

"Well, I am also very grateful to him, that is my hundreds of subordinates. But is he timid? I think he is also very calm in the face of chaos."

"It's just that he looks calm. Masaharu will come to me and cry. He is still too tender. Compared with him, I who learned to use 'dirty' are more valuable."

This is the bargaining chip of the threat.

So the two boasted about Zhongye's ability again.

"Rage God really surprised me." Mori Ogai raised the corners of his lips, "I believe that the cooperation between you and Dazai must be the most invincible existence in the organization."

"Let's forget Dazai and I, why are we always tied together?"

"Or do you prefer to work with Yazhi?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Forget it, because he walks two steps and wrestles, or can he use a bucket to spread his abilities?"

"But intentions are sometimes more important." Mori Ogai changed the topic again, "Without his 'kindness' that could not bear to look directly at the disaster, this battle would have caused uncountable and heavy losses to Port Mafia. Even if he was just a My son, I am also grateful for this assistance."

His eyes were faintly red, and he pretended to be extremely sincere, revealing a bit of sincerity.

Zhong Yuan also looked at him, "I think if you buy him a set of Soda Superman toys, he will thank you very much."

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes slightly, "That... isn't it a bit too casual."

"It doesn't matter." Nakahara Chuya's eyes seemed to be shining in the dark room, "He is a child, he doesn't have those complicated desires, he is easy to satisfy, thanking others for using his favorite way, isn't it? "

The last time the atmosphere between the two of them was so disharmonious was when Lan Tang restrained Zhong Ye with a painting collection.

Zhong Yuanzhong also told himself, don't step back, don't show any flaws, no matter what...

Masaharu Nakahara must not join port mafia.

It's too dark in here.

It was so dark that only rare light could be seen, and even Osamu Dazai was so desperate that he seemed to be rotting from the root after joining here for a year.

Nakahara Masaharu is too good at imitating,

His ability to imitate lies in his ability to empathize. He imagines who he is, so he can become who he is.

Mori Ogai was not surprised by Chuya's attitude, he chuckled, "I know one thing."

"what?"

"Yazhi likes to save people."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes slightly,

"I heard from Dazai that saving people has almost become an obsession, and he did not trouble you much when he was a sheep."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him, avoiding the serious and light, "How can brothers talk about trouble?"

"If Masaharu likes to save people, there is actually a lot of room for display." Mori Ogai said, "Now that he has greater abilities, he actually has more opportunities."

"My mission is to protect Yokohama, as is the mission of Port Mafia, and protection belongs to the side that saves lives. We can assign different tasks to different people."

That's true.

Nakahara Chu also twitched the corner of his mouth, should he thank Dazai for not revealing that Masaharu could see "death".

It was a coincidence to save people once, but not the next time. Nakahara also felt that it was because life spoiled the ending for Masaharu that Masaharu could not just watch life go by.

"Chuya, his spider silk is the best at saving people, isn't it? If he's trained well, he can wring out the enemy's guns, just like protecting mafia members during the Battle of Verlaine. He can also weave that kind of web."

"Besides, you can stay together forever." Mori Ogai's voice was inexplicably hoarse, because the negotiators relied on the turning of the tone to move people's emotions.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed, "We are not conjoined twins who need to be together every day."

This is a joke, and it sounds like it has a very close relationship with the leader, but it also has a hint of irony.

"Boss, the spider silk has protected our personnel, and we are about to watch the enemy die."

The ochre-haired boy said slowly.

His back was straight, and for a year, the straight suit and continuous training made him never be less imposing than himself.

"But I want to thank you for Masaharu. If he grows up and can't afford to eat, he may still come to work under you." Nakahara Chuya said with a smile, "However, it is enough to be an ordinary civil servant. For example, if he runs a shop like I am now, he is quite talented in learning, maybe he is good at finance."

Mori Ogai smiled.

But he quickly restrained his smile,

"However, the Verlaine incident not only involved the Mafia, but also the Supernatural Secret Service." His voice sank suddenly, "Masaji is a person with supernatural powers, and he is so powerful that he has the potential to become a transcendent supernatural power." By."

In fact, no matter which organization you are in, fighting with supernatural abilities is the bounden duty of those with supernatural abilities.

"Zhongye, can he live an ordinary and stable life like an ordinary person?"

"The port mafia can protect him, at least let him have a carefree childhood."

Zhongyuan also gritted his teeth,

"But..." Mori Ogai's tone turned brisk again, "This kind of thing is just a boring discussion between the two of us, and it depends on Masaharu's thoughts."

"It depends on where he wants to stay."

But Central Plains is also in port mafia.

Therefore, Mori Ogai believes that Masaharu Nakahara will definitely choose the port mafia.

***

Nakahara Nakahara over there is also very nervous, and Nakahara Masaharu here is quiet in the years.

He was a little sleepy, but the light shone in front of his eyes and dispelled some drowsiness.He waits to eat.At this time, I tried my best to chat with Natsume Takashi, "I remembered something from my previous life."

Natsume Takashi gasped for breath.

"You remember?"

"Just a little bit."

"How did you remember..." Natsume Takashi frowned and raised his head, "Yinan, how much have you done?"

After a long while, Masaharu didn't hear anything, but Natsume Takashi seemed to get a response, he seemed helpless, his stern expression just now softened, "Okay, don't look so wronged."

"..."

"I don't mean to blame you, but the past life and the present life should be separated."

"..."

"Sorry sorry."

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

It was obviously a chat between three people, but I was excluded.

"what are you guys saying?"

Natsume Takashi was a little surprised, "Can't you see it?"

Masaharu Nakahara turned his eyes, affirming, "There is nothing. In my field of vision, there is no other creature in this room except you."

Natsume Takashi suddenly lowered his eyelids, as if realizing something regrettable, "It turns out that the 'Fate' will really be broken, even if the connection is forced, it will not help."

So there is a reason why Nakahara Masaharu became a literary child.

"I don't think much of it, but I see what you looked like when you were a child."

"What did I look like when I was a kid? That must be pretty silly."

"Who is Yi Nan?"

"...It's a monster."

"It's the same as if you didn't say it..."

Natsume Takashi chuckled lightly.

His laughter is very magnetic, not deliberately, but it is very nice.

Masaharu Nakahara's heart skipped a beat, "So I'm your brother?" He asked in an inexplicably nervous mood.

Natsume Takashi paused, "...Who told you that I am your younger brother?"

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

What, what? !Has his memory deceived him? !

Then why is his surname Natsume?

Masaharu Nakahara saw the brown-haired boy slightly bent his eyes, the honey-colored pupils shimmering,

He said slowly:

"I am your believer."