Chapter 102

The cohesion of the xiejiao (crossed out) fan club is beyond doubt. Masaki Yuto only sent a text message to everyone he wanted to contact, and he received a positive response from everyone.

The identity of the chairman of the Masaki Yuto Support Association is still quite useful, not to mention that he also serves as the adjutant of Lord Douma. In the eyes of others, he is a close minister of the emperor. Although his fighting ability is almost zero, his words carry a lot of weight in the hearts of the people.

Soon, a secret impromptu meeting was scheduled, waiting for everyone to get together in the evening to discuss important matters.

After Masaki Yuto had arranged everything, the dark fire burning in his heart was no longer so aggressive, and his black eyes that seemed to contain infinite storms returned to their usual gentle look.

After regaining his sanity (if xie cultists could have sanity), Masaki Yuto slapped his forehead in annoyance as if he had just woken up from a dream. Compared to gathering everyone to discuss the solution to the issue of Mori Ougai, Douma-sama's health was obviously more important. How could he put the cart before the horse and just leave the injured and unwell Douma aside!

When Masaki Yuto realized what an unforgivable mistake he had made, he used his outstanding facial expression to passionately present a world-famous painting to everyone: The Scream.jpg

After finally getting rid of Oda Sakunosuke, Yumeno Hisasaku went downstairs to play with Douma, and happened to witness the horrified expression on Masaki Yuto's face and his strange movements.

Yumeno Hisasaku subconsciously took a step back and swiftly retreated to the stairwell, completely forgetting that Masaki Yuto was actually a weakling who could not be defeated by anyone, and there was no need to be afraid of him at all.

So weird, take another look.

"..." Yumeno Hisasaku the cat peeked around the corner of the stairs and found that Masaki Yuto was still fighting with the air in a strange way. Finally, he decided not to sneak in to play today.

It's good to do homework under the watchful eyes of Odasaku. Otherwise, it's not good to be infected with mental illness if you are too close to him. Yumeno Hisasaku pouted in disdain and hugged the cursed doll tightly in his arms: Let's go.jpg

Masaki Yuto lived up to his reputation as a weakling in combat. Even though Yumeno Hisasaku did not deliberately hide his whereabouts and even accidentally made a little noise, he did not notice at all that Yumeno Hisasaku came and left.

After unconsciously digesting the boundless sorrow in his heart, Masaki Yuto slapped his cheeks, trying to use the pain to make himself more sober, but also with a subtle intention of self-punishment.

With red marks on his face, Yuto Masaki mustered up his courage and planned to go back to Lord Douma to apologize. He actually put the cart before the horse and ignored Lord Douma. His crime is unforgivable!

So, when Douma was about to call Masaki Yuto back, he received a droopy-headed adjutant: "..."

In less than twenty minutes, how did his adjutant, who was so lively and cheerful just now, become a quail in the water?

Puzzled, Douma could only ask the person in question what was going on. It was only when Masaki Yuto came closer that he saw a lot of red marks on the person's face that looked like fingerprints: "?! What happened to your face?"

What? Could it be that someone in the port mafia is so bold as to brazenly bully the people he protects?

Douma: Is the title of a transcendent so useless? Pupil earthquake.jpg

Fortunately, before Douma started to doubt his life, Masaki Yuto cleared the people in the port mafia, and no one dared to touch the people under Douma's protection.

"I hit him myself." Masaki Yuto's eyebrows were drooping. Without waiting for Douma to continue asking questions, he knelt on the ground neatly and swiftly, and began to apologize with a listless look: "I knew that Lord Douma was injured... and was not feeling well, not only did I not stay by his side to guard and take care of him, I also left my post without permission..."

"Stop." Douma made a gesture to stop Masaki Yuto from continuing to talk, otherwise he was afraid that Masaki Yuto would endlessly blame himself for all the faults of the world.

It's not necessary, it's really not necessary. Douma didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and put away the worry that had just arisen in his mind.

Really, how could he forget that his followers (crossed out) subordinates all had very strange thinking patterns. As a normal person (?), how could he possibly guess what they were thinking? Impossible,

That doesn't exist. He is normal! (bushi)

You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, just as Douma ignores all abnormalities and firmly believes that he is a normal person. He turns a blind eye to the fact that his dark self is completely different from before.

The happy ostrich Douma reached out and pulled Masaki Yuto up from the ground. Seeing his self-blaming look as if he wanted to commit seppuku on the spot, Douma couldn't help but sigh: "Don't do it next time. I don't like people committing self-harm."

At this point, Douma couldn't help but become alert. It seemed that self-mutilation among Xie followers was a common practice, but the one in front of him was showing signs of being terminally ill.

No, he must turn the person over!

"Yuto, remember this, never harm your body for other people bbb..." Douma tried very hard to save his xie cultist (cross out) subordinates who obviously had something wrong with their thinking. What era is this? It is really inappropriate for the Yokohama branch of the Eternal Paradise Cult to be stationed.

Feeling Douma-sama's 'caring', Masaki Yuto couldn't help but burst into tears, and choked up and said: "Wuwuwu, Douma-sama..."

Douma-sama is so kind, he cares for a weak and insignificant person like him, wuwuwu,... He wants to stay by Douma-sama's side and serve him forever! ┇

Very good, the disease has become even more serious.

After hearing Douma's exhortation, Masaki Yuto became even more excited. His possessed look made Douma feel numb: There's no hope. Wait for death. Goodbye.jpg

The words "With your fighting ability, even if you stay by my side, you will be of no use if something happens" got stuck in Douma's throat. He looked at Masaki Yuto's useless appearance and felt that no matter what he said, the other party would translate it into another language and come to the conclusion: Lord Douma is always right.

The xie cultists are so terrifying.

Realizing that it was impossible to do anything, Douma did not insist on fighting to the death. He changed the subject and tried to make Masaki Yuto calm down by talking about business: "I need you to do something. Help me keep an eye on Moriogai's every move, especially all his external contacts. Don't let him go."

Having said this, Tong Mo paused.

He deliberately called Mori Yugai's name in front of Masaki Yuto, and openly proposed to monitor Mori Yugai's whereabouts and external contacts. This is an absolutely intolerable act of treason in the strict hierarchy of the port mafia. So what will his good adjutant choose?

"Yes, I will follow your orders and will not miss any clues." Masaki Yuto did not disappoint Douma's expectations at all. There was no shock on his face. He accepted Douma's new order very calmly. His high spirits of rubbing his hands and eager to try were about to overflow.

"..." Douma was speechless. He tried hard to recall whether his adjutant had ever had a grudge with Mori Ogai, otherwise why would Masaki Yuto be so proactive, as if he wanted to attack Mori Ogai more than he did.

"Don't worry, Lord Douma. I will definitely bring you victory." Masaki Yuto was so excited that his ordinary black eyes widened into the shape of stars, the only thing missing was a sparkling glow.

Originally, Masaki Yuto was worried about contacting people privately and planning to overthrow Mori Ougai. It was not because he did not dare to rebel and risk the world's condemnation, but simply because he did not know how Lord Douma would view this matter, and whether he would think that he was overreaching and being too presumptuous.

The order just now made him clear about Lord Douma's attitude. Since Lord Douma also had opinions about Mori Ogai and planned to do something, he could just go ahead and do it. He would definitely bring back the position of leader for Lord Douma. People like Mori Ogai were not worthy of being Lord Douma's leader.

Victory? What victory? What nonsense is Yuto talking about? Douma was confused by Masaki Yuto's reply. He once suspected that he was too illiterate to understand his adjutant's flowery reply.

However, it is impossible for an illiterate person to admit that he is illiterate. At most, he is not very proficient in the Japanese language.

After successfully convincing himself, Douma suppressed his guilt, nodded modestly, and replied with a panacea: "Ah, I believe you."

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His beautiful eyes did not blink. Being stared at by the sorrowful gaze that was as divine as that of the Son of God, Masaki Yuto's excited mood calmed down. It was as if he was back in his mother's womb. A sense of security filled his body, and the feeling of being redeemed was lingering.

Masaki Yuto, who had lost his enthusiasm but became more pious, did not lose control of his emotions. Instead, he nodded calmly and knelt down to salute Douma solemnly. After being called by Douma, he maintained a respectful posture with his head bowed and left the room step by step backwards.

“……” Douma was speechless for a moment as he looked at Masaki Yuto’s behavior. It wasn’t like they were performing an ancient palace drama, how could there not be so many scenes?

Finally, let me say it again. We now live in a modern society where everyone is equal. Wake up!

Poor Masaki Yuto has no idea about the mental activities of his parents, and even thinks he is great.

Today is also a day that I can share some of Douma-sama's worries!

Masaki Yuto, who was beaten even harder, looked like he had drunk fake wine. A layer of visible blush appeared on his pale face, almost hiding the finger marks left by himself. His eyes also became very strange and frighteningly bright.

To sum up, judging from his external appearance, Masaki Yuto can be taken directly to a mental hospital. He is obviously ill. (bushi)

Wait, xie followers, especially xie zealots, seem to be mentally unstable? Oh, that's fine.

The pianist on the other side, after receiving the urgent text message from Yuto Masaki, put down the task at hand without any hesitation, because he knew that the other party was not a person who would abuse his authority without authorization, and the fact that he contacted him so urgently must mean that something big had happened.

So, when the pianist hurried back to the Hong Kong Black Building, he ran into Masaki Yuto who was not in a good state.

His heart skipped a beat and a subtle premonition arose.