To be honest, receiving this call was unexpected for me.
The man couldn't help but put the phone away and wrote. He took a look and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone, then put it back to his ear.
There was no sound from the other side, seemingly waiting for his reply.
Farming Mountain Fire: ...
It's like being hit on the head by a falling pie while walking on the road.
He quickly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, eventually turning into a cautious question.
"Is it... Lord Sawada himself?"
…
…
After hanging up the phone, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but rub his hair.
God knows why, after being silent for a long time, the farming chief who had a good reputation in the industry would ask such a strange question.
However, after the first question that seemed unprofessional, the other party still demonstrated his professionalism as a government official, asked a few detailed questions, and set the contact information for the next meeting to arrange the time and place before hanging up the phone.
To be honest, it has been a long time since Tsunayoshi Sawada felt so alert as to whether a related person - such as the black seaweed-headed person - might suddenly appear behind him.
He wiped off the non-existent sweat and carefully selected the daily necessities he would use.
The days at the port mafia went unexpectedly smoothly.
Probably thanks to the fact that Ozaki Momiji took him to the port building the next day, the boy, led by the smiling cadre, looked skinny and weak, and had nothing to do with the port mafia or the underworld, but he was indeed the younger brother of the leader who was stabbed by cadre Ozaki.
Although there is no resemblance between him and their leader, from the tip of his hair to his toes, the most important thing for a company slave is to listen to the boss. Not to mention that he is still a young man, even if he is a donkey, the leader says that he is his brother, so they, the subordinates, have to agree with him.
(Mori Ogai: No, I wouldn’t point to a donkey and say that’s my brother.)
The young man's identity was further confirmed at noon when it was said that many witnesses saw the always busy leader leisurely running to the floor of Ozaki's headquarters and watching the brown-haired boy inviting him to have dinner together, and some familiar guys bribed Miss Alice with snacks.
As for what kind of brothers they are.
Thinking of the leader's unspeakable but well-known habit, everyone guessed the boy's age and showed a puzzled expression.
Brothers, brothers, even if you have different fathers and mothers, you are still brothers!
...If not, if the boss is such a pervert, then the Port Mafia will have no face to stay in Yokohama in the future.
The members of the port who were unexpectedly Mafia-like clenched their fists in their hearts.
Mori Owl:?
Even a humanoid computer is sometimes confused by the human's thought process, but these are not big problems. Compared to a few years ago, Mori Ogai, who thinks he is more adept at playing the role of a brother, holds Alice in one hand and Sawada Tsunayoshi in the other, showing a loving smile that belongs to the role of an "older brother".
Tsunayoshi Sawada got goosebumps all over the floor.
However, in the eyes of Mori Owae, this reaction became evidence that the boy was moved by himself.
The black-haired young man curled the corners of his lips in his heart, and faced Sawada Tsunayoshi, still looking like a gentle yet stern good brother.
"You can add sugar to coffee, but not too much, otherwise it will easily cause tooth decay."
- Moreover, he refuses to admit that the source of his appearance is based on the way his temporary partner Fukuzawa Yukichi treated the smart little boy in his family many years ago.
After hearing what he said, Sawada Tsunayoshi silently withdrew his hand that was adding sugar to the coffee and reached for the milk on the other side.
Mori Ogai: ...
Rao was determined to cultivate feelings with the child in case the child woke up from the control and attacked him. The man covered his forehead and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Really." He showed a helpless yet indulgent smile, looking at the expressionless young man who was adding milk to him, and couldn't help but complain affectionately, "Are you angry with your brother because he didn't accompany you yesterday?"
It sounds like the two brothers are very familiar with each other.
But in fact, no matter who it is, this is a painless intimacy.
Even as he was carefully sipping his coffee, Tsunayoshi Sawada inadvertently remembered the other guy who stopped him from adding sugar.
——Of course, the other party’s obstruction is always justified. Many times, even if it is for his own good, they will not mark it clearly and place it in front of him like Mori Ougai.
How did he say that?
Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but think about it.
Then I remembered some scattered fragments of memory.
His tutor was holding a cup of coffee. He didn't know where the aroma came from, but just by smelling it he knew it must be very expensive. The aroma of the coffee was so strong that it took away his breathing space, just like the existence of this person.
The tutor sneered as he watched him busy adding milk and sugar to his coffee, often more than one serving.
——Black coffee is the romance of men.
Although the other party didn't say it, thanks to years of tacit understanding, Sawada Tsunayoshi could almost interpret such words from the killer's facial expression.
In this sense, he can also "read minds".
With his mind back here, facing the fawning Mori Ou, the Godfather hesitated for a moment and handed the cup of coffee in his hand, which had too much milk added to it by mistake, to the other party.
Morigu seemed to be flattered.
Before I could do anything, the brown-haired young man turned around, poured himself another glass, and drank it down without adding anything else.
The man's heart moved.
"Is this specially for me?" The leader of the port mafia, who was so cheerful and talkative in front of thousands of troops, took out a handkerchief embroidered with a small strawberry from somewhere and wiped away his non-existent tears. "Brother is so happy. I will never drink this cup of coffee in my life. This is a testimony to the love of Gang for brother!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
The brown-haired young man took a sip of the bitter black coffee with an expressionless face, and complained in his heart that it was not a testimony at all, but that this man would also be wary of what would be added to this seemingly ordinary cup of coffee.
But what could he add? He couldn't add poison that would weaken the ancestors as Mori Ogai did to them.
However, Mori Ougai might do the same thing and add some control-enhancing substances to his daily drinks or something like that.
Thinking of this, the Godfather, who was sipping his coffee slowly, froze in expression.
In the eyes of others, the kid who was trying to be brave enough to drink black coffee couldn't resist the black liquid that even adults would have to be mentally prepared to drink in one gulp, and he couldn't help but smile strangely.
Mori Ogai took back the first cup, took Sawada Tsunayoshi's black coffee, took a sip and smiled calmly.
"It seems that this kind of thing is too early for Gang." - he said so.
In fact, in order to understand what Reborn is thinking, Mr. Godfather has been drinking black coffee in secret for many years: ...
fine.
Anyway, Mori Ouwai doesn't look like he can't drink it.
But after this brief coffee incident, in the afternoon, Ozaki Kouyo was called away by his subordinates who were in a hurry, leaving Sawada Tsunayoshi alone wandering around the building of the Port Mafia. The expressions of the other people in the Port Mafia when they looked at him were no longer half tentative and half speculative as in the morning, but they looked at him clearly as... the little prince (? ) of the Port Mafia.
These men in black suits who had survived the chaotic early days hurriedly found food and toys for this age child. After watching the brown-haired boy thank them softly, they frowned and scanned the circle of games, chose a puzzle piece, and slowly put it together on the table...then their faces flushed for no apparent reason.
"How cute, Sawada-sama."
——In the dark crowd, someone held his face in his hands and couldn't help but speak out what everyone was thinking.
Sawada Tsunayoshi also heard this and said: …
The brown-haired boy looked back warily, as alert and cute as the juvenile stage of some wild animal.
Even though they are mafia, they are also some kind of unspeakable male mafia who likes plush animals or cute young girls. The male mafia covered their chests and tried to continue feeding them.
AIt was under such circumstances that he met Sawada Tsunayoshi.
Normally, if he were the younger brother of his future boss, Mori Ogata, he should be called "Mori Tsunayoshi", but a mafia as vicious as theirs always has a lot of secrets, so he accepted "Sawada Tsunayoshi" relatively well.
This is a critical time for A as he hopes to enter the growing port mafia.
He has promised Moriou additional development funds and the renovation of the port building for the port mafia, but the other party still looks like something is missing, and the old fox is unmoved.
But looking at Yokohama, in his investment list, no organization is more calculated than the Port Mafia.
Therefore, even if he has been rejected, A still tries tirelessly to convince the other party.
There is nothing that money can't do, he thought, and if there is, it must be that there is not enough money.
As for Mori Ogai, his expectations have not yet been met. When he turned around and saw the "Leader's Secret Treasure", which was said to be extremely important to Mori Ogai and had been hidden for protection before, and was only released to everyone now that the situation was about to stabilize, his heart could not help but move.
And he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to have heard the name "Sawada Tsunayoshi".
Looking at the boy being watched by the crowd from a distance, A did not rush forward. Instead, he made a phone call and asked his subordinates to collect the other party's information.
You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking.
It turned out that this child was the author of a poetry collection published by a publishing house under his name... If he was not the boss of this publishing house, he might not have known this matter, which should theoretically be kept strictly confidential.
The man changed his mind and asked his subordinates to find the other party's "editor".
On the way, he heard the instructions of the boss with a gangster background. The man with hair gel put the poetry collection he took out from a pile at the corner of the mat in his arms and walked towards the boy who was playing with a jigsaw puzzle alone.
"Teacher Reborn!!" he said, suppressing his excitement. "I didn't expect to see you here... I'm your editor Takeshita, and I didn't expect you to be a member of the Port Mafia... No, that's not the point."
After speaking incoherently and completely ignoring the young man's panicked expression, the man took a step forward and said loudly, "Teacher happens to be here, please give me an autograph... I will definitely keep it as a family heirloom!"
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