The low female voice slowly tells the story of a man's wandering life. He was abandoned by his parents, alienated from his friends, expelled from society, and finally stepped into the wilderness with a mournful voice on a rainy night, embracing the desolation without people.
Everyone is his own island.
Kamishiro Kiyawa let go of Dazai Osamu, and responded with a strong smile of "I'm fine" to Dazai Maomao's question of "What's wrong with you?", turned his eyes and determined not to let the calico cat appear in his field of vision to avoid causing secondary trauma, and faced
The bartender behind the counter: "Please give me a mojito."
In front of Oda Sakunosuke, there was already a glass of distilled liquor for regular customers.
Toru Amuro almost ordered the bourbon out of habit, but luckily he stopped in time: "Have a Manhattan, thank you."
Dazai Osamu looked around, raised his hand, and said energetically: "Boss, is there any soda water with detergent?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at his friend with interest.
Other people's eyes were also attracted.
"No."
The bartender answered after a brief silence.
Dazai Osamu's eyes were sincere: "Then there must be detergent mixed with steel wool, right?"
"No."
"Really not?"
"No."
"Ah-how is this-"
Osamu Dazai was lying on the bar, his head rolling back and forth and sighing loudly. Kamishiro Kiyawa couldn't help but stroked his fluffy hair and comforted him: "No, there's nothing I can do." The next second, the gentle sister turned into a dictatorial one.
Parent, "Please give him a glass of hot milk."
"I don't--"
"Think about your height." Kamishiro Kiyowa said coolly, "If you measure 5cm in one year, how tall do you think you will be when you are an adult?"
The "girl" with black hair and eyes turned her eyes suggestively to several adults in the bar, Toru Amuro, Sakunosuke Oda, and Rando, all of whom had long legs of 1.8 meters.
——I almost forgot that Oda-kun is 19 years old.
——He looks exactly the same as Ango.
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Woo.
The "girl" with black hair and eyes smiled apologetically at the bartender: "Is there any milk here?"
The bartender looked at the two regular customers, then at the three new customers, and nodded.
Toru Amuro looked around the bar again.
Because it is located underground, there are no windows in the room.
In this bar, which is as quiet as the deep sea, the bar counter and chairs, the murals hanging on the walls, and the period music from the gramophone are all filled with a nostalgic atmosphere.
It is indeed a good place to relax and unwind.
Toru Amuro's eyes fell on Rando, who was dressed too warmly.
A foreigner with such distinctive features should be easy to investigate... Only two days have passed, and the cautious undercover police officer has naturally not forgotten the fatal threat from the dark corner when he first met Miss Kawakami the day before yesterday.
It's a gun.
At such a distance and in such an environment, the only option is a gun.
Although in a city like Yokohama, it is quite reasonable to carry a gun when going out, but why did Miss Kawakami point the gun at him?
To prevent accidental injury, Toru Amuro had investigated the woman who was pointed at gunpoint with him the day before yesterday. However, the woman was just an ordinary housewife who inherited the inheritance of her dead husband. There are too many such women in Japan, so...
…The goal on that day can only be yourself.
Do you want to ask directly?
Taking a sip of the orange-red cocktail, Toru Amuro was thinking about it when Miss Kawakami said: "Rando-kun, have you been busy with work recently? Has the content and intensity of your work changed?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: Who knows if the old leader’s petty mind will even take revenge on Lan Tang.
"No."
Lan Tang heard something from it keenly, "What's wrong?"
"It's fine if you don't." The "girl" with black hair and dark eyes shook her head and said with a smile, "If Mr. Lantang wants to be transferred to a position that is also at the bottom, you can apply directly to Mr. Guangjin."
Mr. Guangjin will definitely give you this face.
Lan Tang nodded.
Tranquility flows in the small space, and it is a good way for people who usually think too much to empty their minds here.
No one spoke for a long time, and even the cat obediently did not make a sound. Amuro Toru was almost lost in it, until Dazai Osamu, who was finishing the milk, turned the empty cup and started to act like a monster: "It's so boring~ Rando-kun, have you encountered any interesting work recently?
? Like assassination or something like that?”
Ran Tang subconsciously glanced at the black-haired "girl", saw "she" glanced at Dazai Osamu helplessly, and said warmly: "Amuro-kun is a trustworthy person."
In that case——
"Nothing like that. It's still the same as before, cleaning up corpses and cutting off queens." Ran Tang said calmly, "Compared to me, Oda's previous job was more diverse."
Osamu Dazai: "Eh?"
Oda Sakunosuke: "Various, but not interesting."
Osamu Dazai: "For example?"
"Mediating for an official of an affiliated company caught between my wife and my mistress." Oda Sakunosuke said about a piece of work that impressed him. "After that, he also dealt with the duds sent by his mistress."
The red-haired young man looked distressed, "As a result, his wife and mistress discovered the existence of the mistress, and the official fell into a new round of Shura field..."
Osamu Dazai's eyes shone: "Sounds great!"
Toru Amuro: "…………"
Hehe, hehe.
Why did the topic suddenly jump to another world?!
Looking at the bartender's calm expression, Toru Amuro felt as if he was an alien.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu was also curious about the bartender's calmness for a second, and then classified it as a good quality of Yokohama citizens. He observed the micro-expressions of Furitani-senpai in a good mood, and was ready to make a "police dog shocked jpg" emoticon package.
never mind.
It would be better for Furitani-senpai's face to be kept out of the public eye as much as possible.
Toru Amuro pretended to be at a loss and waited patiently for this conversation with a huge amount of information to end, then pretended to be a little panicked and said: "Um... I didn't hear any secrets, did I?"
"Don't worry~"
Osamu Dazai patted him kindly, "It's just the daily life of the bottom of Mafia."
Toru Amuro: "..."
So this is why there is no need to worry about "powerful ladies"?
If this place is basically full of Mafia members... the undercover police officers quickly assumed the style of the black organization, and were about to tentatively designate this place as the Mafia stronghold, when the "girl" with black hair and black eyes said: "Don't worry, Amuro-kun.
Although we are mafia, we are no different from most citizens of this country."
Slightly more flaws.
In an environment where he was suspected of being surrounded by mafia - let's exclude Osamu Dazai, the child laborer among child laborers - Toru Amuro's thinking was running particularly efficiently. He heard himself say in a gentle and sweet voice like a cowherd: "Kawakami
Miss, actually, I have always wanted to ask you a question..."
Under the encouraging gaze of the "girl", Toru Amuro said: "Well, why are you so...different to me?"
indeed.
Eliminating uncertain factors, judging from what has happened, the "girl" with black hair and black eyes has always had a soft spot for the blond-haired and dark-skinned cowherd. She spent a lot of money on him but almost never asked for anything.
This may or may not be considered a loophole.
After all, it's hard to explain things clearly, and no one can refute love at first sight.
However, Kiyowa Kamishiro wrote the script.
The "girl" with black hair and black eyes lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her expression was slightly sad, "...there is nothing I can't say." "She" raised her eyes to look at the blond Cowherd, as if she was considering something.
, he said vaguely, "I just feel that a shining person like Amuro-kun is now in this situation... I happen to be rich, so I just want to help you."
Toru Amuro:?
The police undercover agent had a bad premonition and asked, "Has Ms. Kawakami ever seen me?"
The "girl" with black hair and dark eyes nodded and recalled: "It was probably four or five years ago, when I was still a little kid. I saw Amuro-kun and your classmates acting bravely on the streets of Tokyo... Well, classmate-kun.
I don’t quite remember what he looks like. His hair should be black and his eye color is... let me think about it..."
"--I see."
No one knows what kind of storm Toru Amuro went through in his heart. The police undercover smiled bitterly, "This is probably the fate of life." He sincerely requested, "If possible, please don't tell Miss Kawakami what happened to me at that time."
The young man who now works as a cowherd looked embarrassed, "If others knew that I used to..."
"Please feel at ease."
The "girl" with black hair and black eyes blinked, "This is a secret between the two of us."
Amuro smiled gratefully.
Kamidai Qingwa made a comparison in his heart.
After he learned about the existence of Furutani-senpai from his partner Ango, he was interested and asked for details, so he knew when he went to the police academy.
In this case - which police academy student has never acted bravely? With the frequency of cases in Tokyo, there should be both solo and team heroic acts? Black hair is simpler, the most common hair color among the people, the chance of error is very small, not to mention the one he used
It's an uncertain recalling tone.
Sure enough, it got through.
——At this point, the drama "The Young Master of Port Mafia Encounters a Former Police Academy Student" comes to an end.
Hmm.
You ask, where is the identity of "Young Master of Port Mafia" reflected?
So far I have only found out the foreshadowing, "I happen to have money".
Today, the Cowherd took over, so the old leader’s patience must have reached its limit, right?
I'm sorry, Fukitani-senpai.
You stupid junior, I really need someone to help divert the attention of the old leader.
And I brought you here today to see what can be said to be the biggest secret in Japan today - Rando-kun. Is this a small amount of compensation in advance? Although you probably can't tell.
Kandao Kiyokazu thought as he touched his hot conscience.