In the early morning, after receiving the cake from Xiao Qi and other crows, Zhongyuan Zhong also calmed down for a while before opening the cake box. Inside was a cake of about 1 pound, piled with fruits and cream, with about 100 pieces missing.
The 1/8 piece should have been eaten by Xiaoqi's owner.
Although they didn't meet each other, it was like they shared this cake together.
Zhongyuan Zhongya couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Cake will expire and spoil.
Knowing this, the King of Sheep didn't sleep well all night. When it got dark and the light in the yard was almost enough to see things clearly, he called the lambs out of bed one by one to eat cake.
The lambs stumbled and sang a happy birthday song, and then couldn't wait to share the cake. The cake was not big, and there were a lot of them, so each of them didn't eat much. Because of this, the cake tasted even better.
——A cake shop that can attract a certain dessert lover cannot be any worse.
——By the way, the missing piece was eaten by the crows who helped transport it.
——If you ask a bird for help, you have to pay for it, right?
Yuxing reluctantly held her fork in her mouth, watching her companions who didn't care about the image lick the remaining bits on the cake base, "..."
She changed the subject, "So will Xiaoqi come today?"
"...I don't know."
Zhongyuan Zhongya thought for a while and said, "But it should come tomorrow."
"What kind of person is Xiaoqi's master?" Some Xiaoyang said with admiration, "I think she is a kind big sister!"
"Huh?"
Another little sheep said in surprise, "I always thought he was a big brother!"
"It's eldest sister! She gave me the hairpin!"
"It's the eldest brother! I saw in the advertisement that only the eldest brother would give roses!"
"Big sister!"
"Big brother!"
…
The sun slowly climbed up in the sky, and the sky gradually became brighter, shining on the noisy lambs in the yard, creating a lively and lively scene.
Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the lambs, his cobalt blue eyes full of softness.
Time moves forward to June.
The nature of human beings is gossip.
After probing the bottom line of the anonymity system of Hong Kong's intranet forums and determining that only those who went too far would be sanctioned, the mafia gradually opened up communication.
Nowadays, one of the daily routines of Kamidai Kiyowa at work is to check the forum.
It’s euphemistically called online private interview.
Yes.
Unlike playing games, this doesn’t even count as fishing.
It is also the leader's job to understand what his subordinates are thinking and what is going on at the bottom and middle levels.
Convinced.
The current focus of Kandairo Kiyawa's work is to formulate a cooperation contract with the Special Agents Division, and of course it is not the school part. The plan is very detailed, and the school part does not need to be changed much. What we need to talk about now is the additional parts required by the Special Agents Division——
For example, use Mafia's smuggling channel to help them bring some goods.
——Japan cannot purchase many foreign high-tech products through the government, but this kind of high-tech technology sometimes flows from foreign governments to foreign underworld. Mafia can buy it from the underworld at a huge price...
--cough.
——Although it is difficult to say whether this foreign underworld is the black glove of some foreign officials.
This contract seems difficult to draw up. The two sides have to push back and forth to test each other's bottom line. However, for Mafia leader Kiyowa Kamishiro, who is an undercover agent of the Secret Service, it is a difficult task.
——He knows the bottom line of both parties very clearly.
Therefore, while Kamishiro Kiyokazu was showing off, he was even more diligent in browsing the forum.
Mori Ogai was a little frightened.
The young leader's work efficiency and overall view have always shocked him. I'm afraid those heirs trained by big families since childhood are no more than this, right? But everything now proves that the young leader is more capable in matters related to the government...
Can political literacy be innate?
It feels like the hope of usurping the throne is getting slimmer and slimmer.
But this is not the point. The point is that Mori Ogai asked himself, and he was not sure that he could do better than the leader.
and……
Even though the leader seems not to care about Yokohama, what he does is really making Yokohama a better place.
At least Mori Ogai himself would not have thought of jointly running a school.
Let Yokohama have fewer wandering orphans and more young people who can support themselves, let Leibo Street slowly get better, and one day let the scars of this city disappear from the map...
——Ogai Mori must admit that he has not thought about this.
——It's not that it can't be done, but from his perspective, he has never thought about this at all.
The scenery they see is different.
Mori Ogai thought.
If he becomes the leader of the port mafia and everything goes well, this organization will eventually become a powerful mafia organization. It may be famous underground in Yokohama and can stop children crying at night, but that's all.
Mori Ogai's mood was complicated.
Xiaoqi's mood is more complicated.
When Kamishiro Kiyokazu finally met with Chief Taneda on the cruise ship, both parties performed a show on behalf of Port Mafia and the Special Agent Section. After signing the contract, Kamishiro Kiyokazu stepped onto the land briskly and ran into a car that was coming at high speed.
crow.
"……leader!"
The guard took a cautious step forward to block him. Oda Sakunosuke stopped his attack, and at the same time stopped the crow and looked at the leader questioningly.
"It's Xiaoqi."
The two of them retreated together.
It’s no secret that the leader’s pet crow is often seen by the leader’s people in the port mafia. They all know that it is a very understanding crow. The difference is that some people know that Xiao Qi can understand human speech, and the leader can also understand Xiao Qi.
However, some people only think that this is a smarter and owner-loving bird.
"quack!"
[Master, it’s so scary, so scary! Today I heard two lambs discussing how to capture me, lest I disappear one day!]
Xiaoqi flapped her wings in her master's arms in shock.
Kamidai Kiyoshi touched him.
"quack!"
[Not only that, the white-haired guy looked at me and smiled sinisterly several times, and I even saw him sharpening a knife!]
Xiaoqi jumped anxiously on his master's arm.
Kamidai Kiyoka carried Xiaoqi into the car, and said in the car where only Oda Sakunosuke and him were alone: "Don't be afraid, no matter what they want to do, they will hide it from Chuuya, right?"
Yes.
Xiao Qi folded her wings and slowly stopped.
"quack!"
[I understand Master, as long as I stay next to Chuuya, I will be safe in the Crow Body!]
Kamishiro Kiyokazu smiled and nodded.
But in fact, he was already thinking about asking Xiao Qi to withdraw.
According to the intelligence collected from various aspects, it can be seen that Zhongyuan Zhongya, the king of sheep, is the type who is easily swayed by "public opinion".
If all the lambs want to keep Xiao Qi, what choice will he make?
——After all, they have never gotten along before. Kamishiro Kiyokazu doesn’t really want to do something like bet with Xiaoqi...
——No matter how understanding human nature is, Xiao Qi is just an ordinary crow.
Facing a gravity power user who can fly, its mediocre force value is even more difficult to contend with, and it doesn't even have a chance to escape.
Hmm.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu was picking up the script in his mind, then let's go...
"Stop suddenly at the climax", "The messenger who lost his message", "The pen pal I have never met"...
This kind of route?
Although it is a dog's blood, it is precisely because of its dog's blood that it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The young leader who summarized the people's hobbies in the forum thought so.
617.
Xiao Qi took a leaflet and placed it on Zhongyuan Zhongye's table.
Zhongyuan Zhong also picked it up and took a look at it, "Admission brochure?"
He put down the flyer casually and said funnyly: "You don't want me to go to school, do you?"
"quack!"
Xiaoqi jumped around the flyer.
Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded his head and said casually: "Okay, okay, I will consider it."
618.
Xiao Qi, who always flew in at noon in the past, did not come.
A lamb cried and said that he heard a shrill and short crow coming from Shirase's room. After hearing the news, Nakahara Chuya found a soft, small black feather next to Shirase's quilt.
I also found a sharpened blade hidden in Shirase's pillow.
Everyone's eyes changed.
Some children even had twisted hatred in their eyes.
Shirase waved his hands in panic: "Wait, it's not me!"
He said without hesitation, "I haven't had time to do anything yet!!"
Shirase heard the voice of the soft and bully Nakahara Chuuya in his impression, which was colder than ever before, "In other words, you actually want to do it, right?"
What kind of person is Zhongyuan Zhongya?
He seems to think that it doesn't matter how much he gives, and he always easily forgives those who hurt him, but if it involves something he cares about, he can also show a cold look.
...Although he doesn't seem to be much colder.
After putting Shirase in confinement, facing the frustrated lambs, the King of Sheep promised to comfort them one by one and stayed with them patiently for a long time until he entered the room very late.
Yuxing said softly from behind: "Zhongya, actually you have nothing to do, right?"
"……don’t worry."
Zhongyuan Zhongya tried his best to make his voice sound convincing, "I am the king of sheep."
The orange-haired boy saw the flyer on the table.
He took a breath.
——How is Xiaoqi now?
——Where is Xiaoqi’s owner?
This may be the only clue.
619.
Early summer dusk.
A completely black car drives down the street.
Sakunosuke Oda drove the car, and Kiyowa Kamishiro and Osamu Dazai sat in the back seat.
"Qinghe, where are we going?"
Dazai Osamu hugged himself and trembled, "You are not going to sell me, are you?"
Kamishiro Kiyoka watched his performance in amusement.
Dazai Cat is very happy.
He knew that today was his birthday and guessed that he was going somewhere related to his birthday. Although he didn't ask to keep it a surprise, the whole cat was very excited.
Kamishiro Kiyawa cooperated with his performance and nodded with a straight face, "Yes, one kilogram can be sold for 10,000 yuan."
"Why so few?"
Dazai Osamu expressed dissatisfaction with the script.
Kamishiro Kiyoshi and Leng Buding said: "Speaking of which, how tall are you now, Dazai?"
He reported his own modestly, "I measured it last month and it was already 170."
1695 to be exact, but rounded up.
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Oda Sakunosuke looked in the rearview mirror.
Dazai Osamu said weakly: "155..."
"Not bad!"
Kamidai Kiyoka applauded, "You've grown a lot taller!"
Oda Sakunosuke agreed, "Congratulations, Dazai."
The car parked in front of the house on the beach.
This was a single-family building that lacked traces of use, and there was no name tag on the door. Dazai Osamu didn't understand why, and felt his hands feel heavy.
He looked down.
——It is a delicate and brand-new name tag with "Dazai" written on it.
Dazai Osamu's fingers moved nervously.
...Is that what he meant?
...It can only mean that.
"Do it again."
The black-haired boy smiled and said in a relaxed and expectant tone, "This is my first time visiting a friend's house. Dazai, how are you going to entertain me?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu gently pushed his friend who was standing still.
...still doesn't move.
Kamidai Kiyawa took Dazai Osamu's free hand, came to the chosen position at the door, and led the latter hand by hand to hang the name tag.
Oda Sakunosuke opened the door.
The little boy with bright eyes walked one step at a time, and was led through the green yard and entered the entrance. His eyes passed through the golden dust floating in the sunset, and he saw the table surrounded by snacks.
, exquisite cake.
A soft blessing sounded, "Happy birthday, Dazai."
Dazai Osamu showed a void expression as if the world had collapsed.
He looked at the bright and transparent young man in the golden sky, and then looked down at his shadow. Even looking at the shadow, his throat felt as if a ball of rag had been stuffed into his throat. It was disgusting, unspeakably disgusting, but he couldn't bear to let it go.
Look away.
Dazai Osamu heard himself say: "Seiwa, I want to join Mafia."