Chapter 99
"Hmm, are you saying that a boy who fell from the sky saved you?"
After listening to Panda simply repeat what he had just said to Zenin Maki, Gojo Satoru touched his smooth jaw thoughtfully.
The Mafia boy who suddenly appeared...
It looks very similar to Thorn.
"No, it's not that exaggerated."
The panda waved his hands. It was more like the young man suddenly appeared from behind rather than falling from the sky.
And there was a bit of a misunderstanding...it was a misunderstanding of unilaterally identifying the wrong person.
Panda never expected that the other party would reach out and take Maki's cursed tool.
I don’t know if it’s because there’s no instantaneous spell or if he just used it when he got the weapon... Anyway, he was definitely able to see the cursed spirit.
His skills are also very impressive, at least at the quasi-first-class level.
Apart from Sensei Gojo, Panda had never seen anyone who could chop a high-level cursed spirit into pieces in less than a second.
The three people and the panda finished their conversation. They passed through the "tent" and returned to the top floor of a building not far away. There was only a pile of disgusting and smelly blood on the ground.
Gojo Satoru stretched out his slender thumb, lifted a corner of the bandage wrapped around his eyes, revealing his radiant blue eyes.
There is no remnant of cursed power left.
He walked to the edge of the rooftop and lowered his eyes to look at the place where Panda and the others had just pointed.
Even if he didn't have the ability of clairvoyance, if there was no residual magic power left and the car drove away completely, he would definitely not be able to find the person.
Well...
If he's gone, then he's gone. He's not someone I particularly want to see.
Gojo Satoru carried the small cake nonchalantly and left the edge of the rooftop where the wind was noisy.
Things will work out when the time comes, maybe we'll meet each other in the future.
As for the cake in his hand...
Since he stopped receiving "gifts" every once in a while a few years ago, Gojo Satoru would take the initiative to buy this brand of strawberry cake every month.
This was something he had to do and it had become a routine, so the students were not surprised.
The staff at the waiting window came to handle the follow-up, and the group quickly got in the car and left Yokohama.
***
After a long absence, we arrived at the PortMafia headquarters building. The high-rise building standing on the horizon was as majestic as a rainbow, and an overwhelming sense of solemnity came over us.
Many facilities seem to have upgraded their protection systems, and they look more advanced than before.
"Let's go."
Nakahara Chuuya adjusted the brim of his hat, lowered his eyes slightly and coughed, and the guards in the building immediately made way.
However, Mori Ogai did not order them to go to the boss' office immediately. Instead, he called Chuuya on the way and allowed them to go directly to the basement to meet Weilaine and come up later.
By the way...
It would be even better if Verlaine could accept the latest batch of good seedlings sent over.
[You are such a jerk, you actually wanted Jianliu to help you lobby]
[So now is the time to send new recruits to Weilun to learn assassination techniques? I was wondering why Mori Ogai suddenly changed his mind.】
[I think I saw silver! There are two...unknown people following behind her.]
[They noticed this, Yin looked over here]
[Wait, there's a girl approaching behind Gin, with a golden bun, she looks familiar...]
[Ahhhhhh Higuchi Ichiyo!] It's Higuchi Ichiyo! ! 】
“…”
The barrage of comments floated through the live broadcast room like a real-time report, and Shen Du Jianliu looked in the direction of their shouting very calmly.
Correspondingly, a masked girl in a black coat appeared in sight.
The other person's height has increased a lot compared to before, and his bones have also grown a little.
She is Akutagawa Gin, the younger sister of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.
Seeing Nakahara Chuuya, Akutagawa Gin subconsciously wanted to nod and greet him, but when he saw the white-haired boy behind him...
He just stood there in a daze.
Kamado Kenryu, Mr. Verlaine's younger brother.
Four years ago, he died unexpectedly during a mission, and his master almost destroyed the entire base after hearing the news. After that, he became even more devastated and completely shut himself off from the world.
but……
Why would that man's younger brother reappear here?
Akutagawa Gin remembered that he had attended the funeral of Kamado Miryu, although he was an ordinary member of the Black Lizard at that time.
"silver!"
Higuchi Ichiyo's voice interrupted Akutagawa Gin's surprise and confusion.
Ever since he found out that Gin was Akutagawa-senpai's sister, Higuchi Ichiyo's interest in her continued to increase, and he wished he could use this opportunity to get information about Akutagawa Ryunosuke at any time.
“Ah—Mr. Chuuya is here too. Did you escape from the book?”
Finally, he caught up with Akutagawa Gin, and unexpectedly, the senior executive was also there. Higuchi Ichiyo looked at the orange-haired young man in a good mood.
Nakahara Chuuya was sucked into the book in front of a bunch of his subordinates in public, so his information was naturally not confidential, and almost everyone in Port Mafia knew about it.
Thinking of this, she continued to look at the person beside her...
Who is this?
“…”
Kamado Kenryu was no longer surprised by people who appeared with the names of famous writers.
He just glanced at it and then politely looked away.
"Higuchi."
Nakahara Chuuya really wanted to proudly introduce his younger brother, but when he thought of the uncertainty of his current identity, he ended up saying nothing.
Turning his gaze to Akutagawa Gin who was still thinking, the handsome young man with ochre hair suggested: "You should take these two newcomers to the underground now."
"It just so happens that we have to go down too."
"Let's go."
The boss's meaning was very clear. He asked them to follow the other party and go down with him. It would be best if they could persuade Weilun.
"Eh? Underground?" Higuchi Ichiyo was a little surprised. It was the first time she heard someone say they wanted to go to the underground floor.
Are you talking about the basement?
As a guerrilla superior directly reporting to the leader of PortMafia, her authority is higher than that of Silver, the leader of the ten black lizards, so she naturally knows some rumors about the underground.
I remember that Izumi Kyoka, who was once trained by Akutagawa-senpai, was also trained underground...
But Higuchi Ichiyo only knew some rumors and was not clear about the specific details.
To be honest, she has been thinking from time to time recently whether she is suitable for PortMafia, or she might as well just quit.
The recent communal eating incident didn't help much either.
Resigning was her first option.
The second scenario is... just like Izumi Kyoka who left the organization, try to learn some assassination techniques underground.
Higuchi Ichiyo had applied to the leader for this matter before, but the answer he got was that it was hard to say.
Because the person underground is in an unstable mood and now has no intention of teaching anyone.
She had originally given up on this option out of despair, but after listening to what the cadres said, she didn't expect that there would be a turn for the better!
Higuchi Ichiyo's eyes immediately lit up: "That..."
"Can I come with you!?"
"Of course, I will apply to Akutagawa-senpai and Boss first."
"Ah? ...It's up to you."
Nakahara Chuuya looked at her in confusion, not understanding why this guy suddenly joined in the fun.
After watching the other party run towards the leader's office floor, they did not stay there for long and stepped into the elevator leading to the basement as planned.
PS: Akutagawa Gin is still in a state of confusion.
In short, she took the two selected newcomers into the elevator first. During this period, she kept secretly glancing at her side.
Kamado Miru nodded to her calmly: "Long time no see, Ms. Akutagawa."
Akutagawa Gin: “…”
The other party was obviously even more flustered and turned his head away.
"Akutagawa?"
Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows and looked at the masked leader whose gender was difficult to identify with a slightly surprised tone: "You have the same last name as Akutagawa from the guerrillas."
silver:"……"
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
The two newcomers huddled in the corner: “…”? ?
Nakahara Chuuya: …?
Why did the air suddenly become quiet? Did he say something strange? ?
“Ding Dong——”
The eerie atmosphere inside the elevator was completely broken until the elevator door opened automatically upon reaching the next floor.
Kamado Miru thought about it for a while and did not tell Nakahara Chuuya about Akutagawa Gin's identity.
After all, the other party had been keeping it a secret before. If the leak caused Akutagawa Gin to have negative emotions, that was not what he wanted to see.
As I stepped into the dark basement, a cold and damp air hit me in the face. Although it was morning outside, there was no trace of daytime in the dim corridor. The lights embedded in the ceiling could only barely illuminate the airtight floor.
The entrance to the basement is a heavy metal door.
Not only is it equipped with a complex combination lock and fingerprint recognition system, but there are also two sharp-eyed and vigilant guards in suits standing by the door.
When they saw Nakahara Chuuya, they checked the headphones on his ears and immediately moved aside the bodies blocking the door.
[Wow, so excited!] Finally, I’m going to meet Big Brother.]
[It has been 4 years since we last met, Wei Erlain. Wow, he must be dying of loneliness.]
[I don’t know why, but I kind of want to see Ryu, Verlaine, and Chuuya take a family photo. Verlaine would be so happy to be in the basement looking through photos every day.]
[Are you happy again, brother?] 】
[+1+1, please take a commemorative photo with Liu and his two brothers]
[Brother Wei is one of the top five cadres now. I'm curious if his outfit has changed. He never appeared in the anime.]
Contrary to the obvious expectations expressed in the comments, the basement was deathly silent.
The air here seemed to be frozen, with a heavy smell of humidity in the breath, and darkness shrouding every empty and secluded corner.
It was even more depressing than the first time I remembered coming.
Shen Du Jianliu's eyesight was enough for him to see everything clearly in a dim environment. He looked at Roland's purple eyes towards the corner of the basement.
Verlaine was sitting not far away, taking a nap with his head down.
His handsome and delicate facial features have not changed much from before. His deep brow bones are characteristic of European and American races, and his long light blond hair is draped over his shoulders in a very casual manner.
Even though he heard the noise at the door, the other party didn't even raise his head, as if he was completely uninterested in what was happening around him.
I didn't even read books anymore.
Shen Du Jianliu walked over without hesitation.
The smell of despair is too strong.
It was as if he had lost all hope in this world, and there was nothing to keep him alive. The present time was nothing but endless torture in the rest of his long life.
It’s very strange, how could the other person’s mood deteriorate to this extent?
Shen Du Jianliu frowned deeply.
Following his previous process, the despair in Weilan's eyes had almost disappeared, and it shouldn't have turned out like this.
...Because of what?
The pale-skinned boy began to feel doubtful and felt that he needed to investigate the matter.
He quickened his pace and walked over, then squatted down to make sure his eyes were level with Weilun's.
He stretched out his arm and was about to wake up the blond young man leaning against the wall, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the other's slender and powerful hand.
"Yin, don't bring anyone here."
"I told you, recently..."
The man opened his deathly brown eyes, and looked in the direction of the person coming.
The dull voice suddenly stopped.
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