Chapter 38 Don’t Envy Me, Because You Have Me

The next morning, Kotori Hayato woke up early and rushed to the Port Mafia Building. When she passed by an alley, she stopped.

In the alley, a man in a sand-colored coat was lying beside several people. Hearing the movement behind him, the man turned his head slightly. His sharp eyes under his iron-red hair were stunned for a moment, and then softened.

"This is not the place for you. Go have fun." He spoke in a flat voice, and his face, which could be called handsome, had a dull and steady expression.

That... how should I put it? Like being constantly pestered by six or seven kids until he's lost all desire for the world? That description isn't quite right, at least his eyes still have a light for the world. It's the work that's tormented him, the way he's lost his edge.

In life, these two things will torture people to the point where they become dull and have no interest in anything.

You go play-

Kotori Hayana was doubting herself, was it because she was wearing a student uniform today that made the other party think she was still a student who was not familiar with the ins and outs of society?

Although she is indeed old enough to go to college.

Hundreds of such boring fights happen in Yokohama every day. Not interested in this, Hayana Kotori glanced at the man and walked away without saying anything.

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment. The look the black-haired girl gave him just now seemed to be - admiration?

Hayana Takanashi admires the strong, and the man just now is definitely one of the strong.

That day, she shared her discovery of the "treasure" with Nakahara Chuuya and Dazai Osamu.

"It would be nice to bring him in if there's a chance." Nakahara Chuuya wanted to see the strong man who could be noticed by Hayato Kotori.

Dazai Osamu showed little interest. He lazily stretched out on the sofa and said, "Haasana has a tail behind her recently."

The male star named Kise Ryota, to whom A was dedicated, was probably recently stimulated by the death of his boss, and joined forces with several police officers to investigate Hayana.

There was no way Hayana hadn't noticed this, and the only reason she didn't clean up was that the other party's identity was special to her.

Don’t ask why he didn’t treat that star as a love rival. Dazai Osamu said that Hayana’s mind was not yet wired in that way.

A random attack would only be disrespectful and make her dislike you.

There is one thing that Sister Hongye said is right, just because someone is not as important as him doesn’t mean they are not important, if it happens too many times, cracks will appear.

"He's the son of my mom's best friend," Kotori Hayato sighed helplessly after using this name to address Kise Ryota. "Don't worry about him, just treat it as playing house with the police gang."

It's better for them to track and investigate her than to investigate Dazai or A.

The former would be threatened and warned by her by grabbing the collar and tearing up the false illusion of peace, while the latter, who is narrow-minded, would probably directly send out a sniper.

Her side was obviously the safest: "When they get tired of playing, they will naturally disband."

The police don't have the time to keep investigating a high-ranking mafia member and still find nothing. If they keep doing this for too long, they'll be exhausted and those who need to go back to work will go back to work, and those who need to continue being stars will continue to be stars.

It's just a period of unrest, and Hayana Takanashi said she can bear it.

…

After get off work in the afternoon, she saw the man again.

In a high-end luxury brand store, he stood between two women with messy but delicate hairstyles, using his hands to separate them, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked like he had a headache.

Very good, it looks much more lively than this morning.

The scene should be that the wife is catching the mistress. The two women are aggressive and neither of them gives in. It is hard to tell who is the wife and who is the mistress just by looking at their aura.

The store manager and the clerk hid aside. Although they didn't say anything, one could tell from their eyes that they were discussing the big melon.

Hayana Takanashi stood outside the door and looked at it for a while with an unclear expression.

Not long after, a black luxury car stopped on the side of the road. A man in a smart suit got out of the car, pushed the door open, and grabbed the hand of one of the women, saying that it was embarrassing and took her home.

The main wife.

At the same time, she also knew the man's identity. He was a low-level member of the port mafia.

Although she didn't understand why he was such a powerful person but was a low-level employee, the man who had just entered was the director of a company under the Port Mafia. According to his status, he was not qualified to see her. However, when she was flipping through a large stack of information, she saw his one-inch photo pasted on the introduction paper.

He looks very smart and capable...it turns out that men become fickle when they have money.

People like Chuuya and Dazai who are super rich and still retain their virginity are rare.

Although they are both only 18.

But it is also rare among wealthy people of the same age.

To ensure that the company's directors are not distracted and put their utmost efforts into creating wealth for the port mafia, Oda Sakunosuke, a man with a headache on his face, is now responsible for solving the bad situation where his wife encountered a mistress in a luxury store.

Dongshi was quite arrogant and bossy, blaming the other party for letting his wife and lover fight in public. This was simply stomping on his face!

So embarrassing!

Kotori Hayato understood the situation and pushed the door open and walked in.

"I'll help you solve it."

The black-haired, black-eyed girl who suddenly walked into the high-end store said so.

Oda Sakunosuke was slightly surprised and looked at the girl who had met him once in the morning and who gave him an admiring look.

"Who are you?" The man with an arrogant and impatient face looked over, the superior looking at the inferior with disdain: "Do you know that I am Hong..."

"I know it very well that it's a company under the Port Mafia." The black-haired girl moved her fingers slightly.

A slight malice emerges.

The man who was arrogant and disdainful the previous second, covered his bleeding hand and screamed in pain the next second.

The little finger with blood on the cross section fell to the ground and bounced twice before finally stopping.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then screams and chaos broke out!

Amidst the chaotic voices of "Call the police," "Ambulance," "It hurts so much, don't touch me," and "You deserve it," the black-haired girl looked at the iron-red-haired young man who was standing there watching and said, "To solve this kind of thing, we have to solve the source of it."

"If my head is gone, I won't be able to sign the contract, but my little finger won't matter." As she spoke, she shifted her gaze to the man wailing on the ground.

"Even if you lose your right hand, you can still practice writing with your left hand. Otherwise, you can still let your subordinates who are desperately trying to get ahead take your position away."

The girl who said such cruel words had no expression on her face. She looked down at the man who was slumped on the ground covering his fingers, as if she was looking at a stupid and dirty thing.

"The police will be here soon," Oda Sakunosuke reminded her.

"Yeah." The girl also looked at him, "Aren't you going to run?"

"I have to stay and clean up the mess." Oda Sakunosuke felt his head hurt even more.

After seeing through the girl's identity, he had no choice but to go to the police station on her behalf.

Otherwise, it would be very troublesome if the high-ranking officials of the Port Mafia were arrested and brought to the Metropolitan Police Department.

He will also be held accountable.

"Now that the military and police are already wary of us, going to jail is really not a good idea. It will affect our morale." She invited him, "Let's go together."

"Is it okay?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at the man on the ground.

Kotori Hayato looked at the man on the ground and threatened him: "He knows how to tell the police."

It's not worth sacrificing the lives of your entire family for a finger.

Smart business people know what to do.

The two of them left one after the other. As they walked on the road, Hayana Kotori asked, "What's your name?"

The person following her: "Oda Sakunosuke."

After saying his name, the girl walking in front turned around and looked at him from head to toe with that inexplicable look, almost scanning him with an X-ray.

Dazai's friend, the one he calls Odasaku who possesses the "healing power".

Although I don't want to let such a powerful person go...but if Dazai is unhappy, then forget it.

After a long moment, she looked away: "Oh, that's a nice name."

Her praise was like flattery, so indifferent that he lost the interest he had before.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't understand what was going on, but as he was just a bystander, he didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The work of the lower-level members of the Port Mafia is already hard enough, and now that a senior member has lost interest in him, it is obviously a good thing to be happy about.

…

At night, under the bridge.

Toru Amuro, who drove here, got out of the car and met Gin, who was leaning against the bridge pier with his eyes closed in the dark.

Hearing the noise, the other party opened his eyes and stared at Amuro Toru with a sharp dark green gaze.

Toru Amuro had to admit that every time he met Gin, it was a stressful meeting that challenged his mentality, and this feeling of oppression was even greater than when he faced Vermouth.

"You found out so quickly." Gin said coldly.

It should have been a question, but he said it in a calm and cold tone, showing neither surprise nor doubt, making it difficult to understand what he meant.

Standing beside the car, Furuya Rei's face was solemn. "We can't find anything. That place is impenetrable. The elevators from the 30th floor onwards are guarded by armed men, not to mention the people with special abilities on the upper floors."

"What about the 30th floor and below?"

"In ordinary office locations, the security situation below the ground floor is the same as above the 30th floor. It is inaccessible."

Amuro Toru continued to talk about the results of his investigation: "We found nothing about the intelligence room of the top leaders."

"There is an insurmountable gap and barrier between those with special abilities and ordinary people. Forcibly breaking through this boundary will only lead to death."

"So you came back." Gin said calmly, "without completing the mission."

Amuro Toru was unmoved by the murderous look in his eyes: "Lose your life in vain, or keep your life and continue to work for the organization. The outcome is certain death. Losing an intelligence officer will only cause a brain drain for the organization."

His words were too rational. He did not regard his life as life, but as a machine that could generate profits for the organization.

Gin turned and left without commenting on Bourbon's words.

Originally, this was just a test. If Bourbon could find out the news alone even though the organization was unable to investigate it, then he would really have another identity.

Now - Bourbon's suspicion is temporarily ruled out.

Looking at the cold figure of the man walking away, Amuro Toru withdrew his gaze - it was a test.

The bandaged boy probably knew it was a test a long time ago, so... was he trying to do a favor so that they would turn a blind eye to some of his actions when dealing with the Black Organization in the future, or was he simply showing his sincerity in cooperation?

Amuro Toru couldn't understand.

But no matter which point it is, it shows that the other party is temporarily on his side.

Temporary.

…

When news came from the Black Organization again, Hayana Takanashi was about to go to a dessert shop to buy dessert.

At the bar, she met Toru Amuro.

He closed his phone, and the message from the Black Organization sent by Dazai Osamu on the screen was covered up.

She asked curiously, "Mr. Amuro, have you changed jobs?"

His eyes glanced at the other person's closed phone without leaving a trace, and saw the gentle smile of Amuro Toru.

He neatly packed up the desserts the girl had chosen. His voice was gentle and magnetic, as if filled with infinite tolerance: "The manager sent me to this dessert shop for a few days of training to learn more advanced dessert making techniques."

"I didn't expect to meet Miss Kotori here. Is Miss Kotori from Yokohama?"

"No." Hayana Kotori denied: "I work in Yokohama."

"Yokohama is so big that I can still meet Mr. Amuro. We are destined to be together."

Amuro Toru smiled and handed her the takeaway bag.

…

It turns out that the two of them might really be destined to be together.

By chance, Hayana Kotori decided to kill him.

In the early hours of the morning, when she saw Toru Amuro, who followed Gin and was one step behind him, wearing a black suit, carrying a black suitcase, and with a cold and steady temperament, Hayana Takanashi fell silent.

I didn't expect that he was a member of the Black Organization.

He is usually gentle and kind, and looks like a good person with a clear conscience, but I didn't expect that he is so dark in private?

Should I praise his acting skills?

Even worse—

Toru Amuro knew her real name.

At that moment, Hayana Takanashi quickly filtered through several assassination plans in her mind.

Make sure he dies quietly in an instant.

"Hana Kotori." Gin looked at Dazai Osamu with a cold and sharp gaze and said in a low voice, "We accept your conditions and the transaction will begin from now on."

Hayana Takanashi looked at Toru Amuro.

Prepare to pierce his heart silently as soon as he opens his mouth.

What she didn't expect was that Amuro Toru said nothing, walked up and handed the black suitcase in his hand to Dazai Osamu.

Hayana Takanashi: “…?”

She looked at him expressionlessly.

Toru Amuro knew that Dazai was now using her name, but didn't tell Gin.

Dazai never worried that Amuro Toru would do something bad.

It all comes down to only one possibility.

Dazai knew about it, and used something against Toru Amuro to threaten him, thus eliminating the threat in advance.

Dazai Osamu opened the suitcase and saw a glass bottle containing a light blue lustrous potion in the black groove in the center.

Gin said succinctly, "There's a supernatural organization. When we were developing in Yokohama, they wanted to rob us, but we withdrew them in time. The core of this deal is to destroy them."

Without agreeing, Dazai closed the suitcase and asked, "What are the effects of the medicine?"

Gin: "People with terminal illnesses can prolong their lives while remaining conscious."

Toru Amuro, who was personally involved in a drug transaction for the first time, had no expression on his face, but he was actually quite surprised.

The Black Organization, he didn't expect that this organization was so powerful in drug research and development!

"What about the side effects?" Dazai Osamu looked calm, and was not surprised by the potion's effect that could be called a "miracle."

Gin sighed inwardly that it was indeed difficult to deal with. He narrowed his eyes and said, "One a day, no breaks."

"Based on your technology, you should be able to replicate it."

However, the time it takes to decompose the ingredients of the medicine may be unexpectedly long.

"Useless stuff." Dazai Osamu commented, then said slowly: "Well, when we succeed in replicating it, your conditions will also be met."

A square piece of paper that had been folded several times flew towards him like a playing card, held between Gin's two fingers.

Hayana Kotori reached out and caught it.

When you open it, you will see the paper filled with densely packed ingredients and very detailed and precise measurements.

Without saying anything more, Gin turned and left.

When only he and Hayana Takanashi were left, Dazai Osamu leaned over to look at the ingredient list in the girl's hand.

"It's so complicated." In contrast to the coldness during the previous transaction, he was now soft and a little naive and childish.

Kotori Hayato nodded: "I don't understand it at all."

"Can you understand?"

Dazai Osamu rested his chin on Hayana Takanashi's shoulder, holding papers in both hands, and his tall body suddenly enveloped the girl in his arms.

His eyes were gentle as he said, "Part of it."

Actually, I understand it all.

"That's amazing." Hayana Takanashi's attention was fully focused on the complex ingredients.

His eyelashes relaxed and drooped, Dazai's eyes were warm: "After all, I studied under Mr. Mori for a period of time."

"What kind of brain could develop such a medicine?" she envied.

"Don't be envious." The corners of his lips curled up, and the boy's tone was gentle and even a little ambiguous.

Kotori Hayato looked back at him, her dark eyes met the gentle watery color, the emotion inside was about to overflow, and could not be expressed in words - it made her feel strange.

She felt that Dazai was looking at her in a very strange way.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because—" The boy let go of the paper, took two steps back, and said gently and calmly: "I am by Hayana's side."

I will help you clear all obstacles.

It will fulfill your heart's desire.

I care about everything you care about.

So - don't be envious.