The banquet hall is located in one of the five buildings of Mafia.
Of course, it’s not the top floor.
When Ozaki Momiji restrained the mafia member who mixed the red wine with vodka, the other person was still shouting "Ula". He was obviously drunk. She managed the scene dumbfoundingly, and received the leader who rushed to watch the fun immediately.
Message:
Chuuya is five floors up.
"…………"
Yes.
Drunk Nakahara Chungya did not stop after smashing the ceiling of the banquet hall, but continued to break upwards, finally ending his glorious journey on the fifth floor.
"Click."
If Ozaki Momiji can still bear to laugh, Dazai Osamu spreads laughter along the way, and the clear laughter spreads far away, accompanied by the sound of pressing the shutter from time to time, "Hahahaha, this is really the best thing I have ever received.
Promotion gift! The little dwarf can be so considerate sometimes. I underestimated him."
No.
Please continue to look down upon it.
Kamishiro Kiyoka could already imagine how suffocated Nakahara would be when he woke up. He was imprisoned by Rando's subspace, and was eliminated by Dazai's neutralization of the gravity state. He fell to the ground and fell asleep instantly.
Also, he muttered: "The annual meeting will be held for a while, if I can give Zhongya some milk..."
We can still catch up with the second half.
Ran Tang cast a surprised look, rejecting his devilish speech, "No, let Zhongya continue to sleep."
If we go back to the banquet again, even the thin-skinned Zhong will die of shame.
The Frenchman glanced at Dazai Osamu who was eager to try, and then at the leader who seemed to be in an abnormal state. To be on the safe side, he said, "I'll take Chuuya back to the dormitory to rest first."
ah.
What a pity.
Kamidai Kiyowa thought so and nodded.
Ozaki Momiji arrived: "Is Chuuya asleep?"
Lan Tang smiled helplessly: "Yes, I will take him back."
Ozaki Momiji nodded and stepped aside to get out of the way.
The woman in kimono looked at the black-haired boy and frowned slightly, "Chief, have you been drinking?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu pressed his eyebrows and said, "I had a few drinks with Dazai."
Of course, he was also one of the people celebrating Dazai's promotion to the cadre.
Dazai Osamu leaned over, put his forehead against his friend's, and asked with concern: "Qinghe, you seem to have a fever. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu blinked slowly, "No."
"Then let's go back?"
"Um."
Ozaki Momiji watched the two of them leave together, "..."
She didn't understand a little bit.
——You can obviously touch it with your hands, why do you need to use your forehead?
At the corner, Kamishiro Kiyowa fell back again, with stars in his amber eyes, "I forgot to mention, Sister Hongye, you are very beautiful tonight. The new kimono matches you very well."
Dazai Osamu nodded towards her with a smile, his iris-colored eyes were calm, and he pulled the black-haired boy away.
Ozaki Momiji: "...?"
After gathering her thoughts on the spot for a while, the female cadre gradually realized something and quickly chased after her.
Banquet hall. A corner where people gather.
Osamu Dazai is back here again.
He originally wanted to take Seiwa back to the dormitory to rest, but under the urgent gaze of Ozaki Momiji who came over, he had to bring his friend to the annual meeting——
Ozaki Momiji apparently thought it was not a good idea to be alone with herself when Seiwa was a little drunk.
Did she find out?
No.
It should just be suspicion.
Dazai Osamu smiled generously at Ozaki Momiji.
Atsushi Nakajima:?
Is it his imagination? Why did he seem to see lightning and thunder between Mr. Dazai and Sister Momiji?
Atsushi Nakajima rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa: "Are you blind?"
Akutagawa Gin raised his voice slightly in disapproval: "Brother!"
Brothers and sisters small theater
Performed in real time.
Atsushi Nakajima: "..."
Ah, there is another pair of lightning and thunder combinations.
good.
Everyone is very energetic.
Kandao Kiyokazu was sitting on the sofa, drinking some hangover milk, and looking up at the cave in the ceiling.
——Especially Chuuya.
In the short time he returned to the banquet hall, the originally conspicuous hole had been sealed, and the temporary solution was to directly fill the upstairs with a board of the same color as the ceiling...
It's easy to miss it if you don't look carefully.
Subsequent repairs will of course be made after the annual meeting.
Kamidai Kiyoka silently lit the wax for the logistics department in his heart, and then turned his attention back to the right side of the hosting platform.
There is a huge lottery box there, the kind that each person can draw once.
Like other companies, most people drew small items such as umbrellas, keychains, and USB flash drives. Kamishiro Kiyoka looked around and his eyes fell on the idle Mori Ogai, "Why don't you go and draw a draw, Mori-kun?"
"
Mori Ogai showed the napkin he had drawn.
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Very dignified.
What are you doing in finance? Finance, didn’t you make money this year?
Mori Ogai laughed at himself: "There are very few people who can smoke this. I am also very lucky."
Kamishiro Kiyoshi had a sympathetic face, and just as he was about to comfort him that things would turn around, he swallowed his words back——
wrong.
As Mori-kun's boss, wouldn't his words be tantamount to promising a promotion and a salary increase?
Just forget it.
"Atsushi, did you draw the lottery?" Kamishiro Kiyawa changed the target.
"No……"
"Go now?" Kamishiro Kiyokazu said with interest, "I want to see what you can draw."
Atsushi Nakajima himself wanted to know.
He walked up expectantly.
Then he walked down in confusion.
——Carrying a silver pistol as small as a handicraft.
Mori Ogai: "..."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu patted the confused Nakajima Atsushi and praised him: "You are very lucky, Atsushi."
After the secret confrontation with Ozaki Momiji, Dazai Osamu also patted Nakajima Atsushi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Much better than a middle-aged uncle with a dangerous hairline!"
Mori Ogai: "…………"
"snort."
Akutagawa Ryunosuke sneered and strode towards the lottery box.
He drew a dagger.
Akutagawa Gin followed his brother and drew an engineer shovel?
Then came Dazai’s multifunctional saber, Momiji’s grenade…
Kamishiro Kiyokazu played with the whip he had just drawn with an expressionless face, strongly suspecting that there was some secret operation.
What are they in this corner?
oh.
Except Mori Ou.
In another corner.
Sakaguchi Ango and Oda Sakunosuke had a great conversation. He was sure that this was the person he got along with the most in Mafia besides Qing Qing and his seniors. He had a good personality, could deal with various situations with his special powers, and had the principle of not killing people...
Sakaguchi Ango even considered poaching the other party to join the Special Intelligence Division.
Um.
You can ask Senior Qinghe later.
Maybe it can't be operated?
Anyway, the annual meeting ended successfully.
Afterwards, Kamishiro Seiwa, Oda Sakunosuke, Sakaguchi Ango and Dazai Osamu went to Lupin to celebrate someone's promotion.
The next morning.
While Kamishiro Kiyokazu was sleeping, he seemed to hear Chuuya's shouts of shame and anger coming from next door.
evening.
Hope Academy after school.
When Kamishiro Kiyokazu was reviewing official documents in the Mafia leader's office, Rando walked in with Nakahara Chuuya who was looking awkward.
Dazai Osamu sat up from the sofa in a hurry, with a look on his face as if he was watching a good show, "Little dwarf"
It’s finally here!”
Zhongyuanzhong glared at him angrily and said firmly: "Chief, we can..."
He asked, "Can you say it in another place?"
It's a small conference room again.
Kamidai Kiyoshi and Mingmenglu brought juice to Nakahara Chuuya and comforted him: "Rando will stop Dazai."
He said gently, "Do you want to talk about what happened last night?"
The orange-haired boy's head was buried in his knees.
Zhongyuan Zhongya's face was hot, he nodded casually and said: "I'm sorry, I damaged the ceiling... I mean, I will pay for it!"
He raised his head and looked directly at the young leader, and asked in embarrassment, "Well, how much does it cost?"
Kamidai Kiyokazu thought about the financial reimbursement and said honestly: "You can't afford to pay for it for the time being."
"I know."
Zhongyuan Zhongye had a clear idea, "I can borrow Verlaine's money first to compensate, and then pay him back slowly."
He thought for a while and then added, "If Verlaine doesn't have enough money... Chief, does Mafia have a demolition business?"
Kamidai Kiyawa wanted to say that Verlaine wouldn't be without this little money, but then he thought of the assassin king's unique way of thinking. He swallowed this sentence and reminded him instead, "You remember that you are a student, right?"
I have to go to class, Zhongya.
"I can ask Verlaine to dismantle it."
Zhongyuan Zhongya thought carefully and said, "Let him disguise himself and go to work."
"..."
Kamidai Kiyawa was silent for two seconds, smiled suddenly, and said happily, "It seems that you and Mr. Verlaine get along well."
It has reached a point where I can openly ask my brother to work to support the family(?).
Zhongyuan Zhongya scratched his head and told the truth: "He is very good to me."
And you have never been a hard-hearted person.
Kamishiro Seiwa thought clearly.
"Don't worry," the black-haired boy reassured with a smile, his words were gentle and considerate, "I have arranged another task for you, and the appearance fee can offset the losses you caused this time."
Zhongyuan Zhong was also a little confused, but still nodded trustingly.
January.
Jindai Qinghe began to arrange city construction matters.
Mori Ogai asked almost like a student: "Should I invest the funds in Mafia's account?"
Kamishiro Kiyawa glanced at him in surprise: "Of course not."
Building cities is a function of the national government, not the mafia.
As the leader of the port mafia, he can promote and formulate policies from behind, but for example, directly using the mafia's money to build infrastructure, this kind of thing comes to the forefront...
It's too arrogant.
Wouldn't it be nice to have a fig leaf? The more everyone looks good, the less angry they will be during negotiations.
Moreover, the mafia runs the city...
No matter how you say it, mafia is also a dark force. If it takes over the city openly, it will lead the ideas of ordinary people to an unknown abyss. - There are many precedents in the world, from Italy, where it originated, to Mexico and other places, which clearly tell the story.
Bear the consequences of doing so.
Kandairo Kiyokazu changed his words to a statement that was more in line with Mori Ogai's understanding: "Only the government must do this kind of project that requires huge investments and may even cost nothing."
He wrote lightly, "I just gave a small suggestion to our congressman friends."
"..."
Mori Ogai slandered: Is that the congressman named Fujiwara?
"I'm going to move to Leibo Street first."
The corners of Kandao Qinghe's lips curved in pleasure, "Remember? Our 'leader'."
Mori Ogai quickly realized what his leader meant and couldn't help but smile.
"What? You want me to be on TV?"
Zhongyuan Zhongya's eyes widened in disbelief.
Dazai Osamu coughed twice and corrected him in an emotional tone, "A TV reporter is here to interview you, the savior classmate of Leibo Street."
The young man with the kite eyes smiled and prolonged his tone, and the tail tone rose briskly, "This pair of Leibo Street
This is a rare opportunity for me, you will definitely do well, right, Chuuya?"
Zhongyuan Zhongya was silent for a long time and said in a deep voice: "Of course. What do I need to do?"
Dazai Osamu thought for a moment: "Put on makeup first?"