Chapter 93 'Correct' Judgment

After the cooperation with the Black Organization officially started, the Port Mafia began intensive preparations. Even Dazai Osamu, who liked to secretly pass documents to Nakahara Chuuya, had to fall into overtime hell.

Since the Port Mafia's plan is to establish itself after the smuggling (demarcation) maritime trade business gradually stabilizes, leaving aside the black organization that helps to bridge the gap, then they must provide the best service to the party that places the order, otherwise why would the party with a lot of money choose to continue to maintain a cooperative relationship with the newcomer in the industry like the Port Mafia.

For the sake of considerable returns in the future, the entire port mafia is running non-stop like a tireless machine. At the same time, a huge amount of money that is painful to the heart is also invested in this smuggling (crossed out) maritime trade business by Mori Owl with gritted teeth.

There is a truth that there is a return only if there is investment. Of course, smart people like Mori Ouwai understand this, but the port mafia is really not well-funded.

Although they had 500 billion yen in spoils from the previous Dragon War, a large organization had too many places to spend money, especially after the previous leader's extravagant spending in his later years. It was no exaggeration to say that the entire organization was penniless. A lot of it was spent just on repaying the loan taken out to build the five-story Port Mafia building.

Under such circumstances, when Mr. A, who possesses special abilities, came to him again, Mori Ogai did not immediately refuse him. After all, who can refuse an inexhaustible bag of money? Even if the money is filled with human lives?

A, who is good at observing people's expressions, saw the hesitation on Mori Ou's face, and his heart was moved. He put his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly, lowering his posture to the lowest level: "I have admired the Port Mafia for a long time and have long wanted to join it. I hope that Chief Mori can give me this opportunity."

A-kun's eyes, which were facing the ground as he saluted, were burning with the fire of ambition. He deliberately made such a humble gesture just to let Mori Ogai agree to join the Port Mafia. Of course, he was not plotting a small cadre position. His real goal was to kill Mori Ogai and replace him as the new leader of the Port Mafia.

Just thinking about that scene, Mr. A was so excited that his body couldn't stop trembling. When he straightened up after saluting, he was so excited that his distorted facial features returned to their original positions, and he became the good-looking young man again. However, the mean look between his eyebrows greatly reduced his appearance.

Mori Ougai sat in the leader's position, with his hands crossed and his elbows resting on the mahogany desk. His fingers, which looked extremely slender even with the white gloves on, tapped his chin from time to time, as if he was in deep thought.

"Hmm..." After a moment's silence, Mori Ou's slightly wrinkled brows finally relaxed, and the deep voice unique to a mature man echoed in the room: "A talent like Mr. A wants to join the Port Mafia. As the leader, I naturally welcome him very much, but..."

Seeing that Mori Ogai deliberately stopped at the critical point, Mr. A, who lacked patience, began to get impatient. He stared at Mori Ogai, who stopped talking, with his narrow eyes, and asked in an urgent tone: "Just what?"

Sen Ouwai did not answer immediately, but looked hesitant.

Seeing this, Mr. A couldn't help but start to promote his own abilities: "My ability [Gem King's Abnormality] can turn a person's life into gems of equal value. I think my ability will be very useful to the Port Mafia, and it is totally worth the price of an officer position."

Facing Mr. A's active self-promotion, Morigu, who had taken all his schemes into consideration, had a hint of amusement in her eyes. The scheming Morigu managed to remain calm, but Alice, who was drawing on the carpet, could not do that.

Alice couldn't help but show a trace of disdain on the corner of her mouth. She lost focus and failed to control the strength of her hands, so the crayon scratched the paper. She pouted unhappily, and angrily pulled out a piece of white paper from the side and started painting again.

The undercurrent in the office was not noticed by Mr. A who had already joined the game. Being a gambler by nature, he was completely caught up in a new game of risking a small fortune: paying an insignificant amount of money to seize the position of leader of the port mafia.

"Yes, this kind of special ability is exactly what the Port Mafia needs, but your special ability is too dangerous for ordinary members of the Port Mafia." Moriou had a worried look on his face, and seemed to be really worried about the safety of ordinary members of the organization if he agreed to let Mr. A join.

Mr. A, who looks smart, is surprisingly easy to get carried away. He was calm just now, but was quickly defeated by Mori Owl's deliberate hesitation. He took the initiative to make a promise: "Captain Mori, you are overthinking. As long as I join the Port Mafia, we are all family. How can I attack my own people?"

When he said this, Mr. A had a sincere look on his face and his tone sounded genuine.

However, this obviously couldn't fool the cunning Mori Owl. He didn't believe a word Mr. A said. You know, gamblers are creatures with no bottom line at all. Please forgive me for not calling them human here.

In his heart, Mori Ouwai looked down on gamblers like Mr. A, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled more gently, as if he really believed Mr. A's nonsense. He nodded and said, "It is indeed as Mr. A said. I thought too much. Then you are welcome to join the Port Mafia."

Compared to the low-level members who can be easily recruited, the value of Mr. A's special ability is much higher. A mere insignificant life means nothing to an outsider like Moriou. I think after what happened just now, Mr. A will know how to restrain himself and only attack those low-level members who have no value.

Therefore, even though Mori Ogai knew that Mr. A would definitely attack members of the organization, he still chose to bring him into the Port Mafia.

This is the 'correct' judgment made by the absolutely rational humanoid AI Mori Ogai: the value that Mr. A brings to the Port Mafia is far greater than the value of the lower-level members who may be sacrificed at the hands of Mr. A.

Soon, everyone in the port mafia received a shocking news: a mysterious young man codenamed 'A' was parachuted in as a cadre.

Since ancient times, paratroopers have been rejected by indigenous people, not to mention that the port mafia is essentially a gangster organization that advocates the use of force. How could a weakling like Mr. A, who can't fight at first glance, win the hearts and minds of the people?

But when Mr. A proudly told those who provoked him how much money he had donated to the organization, the indignant ordinary members could only shut up unwillingly.

Not to mention the ordinary members below, even the high-ranking officials of the Port Mafia barely suppressed their dissatisfaction with Mori Ougai's actions after hearing about it.

There's no way, Mr. A gave too much.

This is an astronomical figure that the poor (crossed out) cash-strapped Port Mafia can never refuse, not to mention Mr. A's special ability. Although [Abnormality of the Gem King] has no combat power, it can continuously provide money for the organization, which is a good ability to recover useless captives.

Douma, who suddenly became rich by chance, disdained the huge fortune offered by A, but he did not object to the appearance of cadre A, who lived like an ugly character in the original work.

After all, who would harbor ill will towards a cannon fodder who can only enjoy himself for a few more years before being killed off in the plot? Alas, there is no need.

However, this was unnecessary and only lasted until half a month after Officer A joined the Port Mafia, because...

"I'm sorry, Master Douma." The man in a black suit guarding the dungeon bowed 90 degrees in fear and trepidation, and said very quickly: "The person you wanted, Master A has already taken him away last night."

"?" Douma was confused for a moment. What did he mean by "the person has been taken away"? His high-level reserve food (the special ability user) was taken away by Officer A?

It’s not that Douma has an intellectual problem and can’t understand what the man in black suit said, but he can’t believe that Cadre A would blatantly go against him, and that his high-level reserve food cadre A would dare to move.

Just as Douma thought, the man in the black suit bowed at a 90-degree angle and explained anxiously, "At that time, our people repeatedly emphasized to Lord A's subordinates that you specifically asked them to keep that person, but they... they didn't listen at all, and even said that they took the person away by force on Lord A's orders."

Douma was very angry after being humiliated by Officer A, but he understood the embarrassment of being sandwiched between two officers in a black suit, and he did not intend to embarrass him. He raised his hand to help him up and comforted him casually: "It's okay, this matter has nothing to do with you, I will talk to Mr. A in person."

The word "talk" was emphasized so strongly that the man in the black suit couldn't help shaking when he heard it.

Even though Douma has a very good reputation in the Port Mafia, this is a Port Mafia with strict hierarchy. If Douma gets unhappy or angry with the Man in Black Suit, the Man in Black Suit will be dead. It's a matter of life and death, so how can the Man in Black Suit not have any worries just because of Douma's good reputation?

Seeing the man trembling like a frightened quail, Douma couldn't help but laugh. The anger in his heart also subsided a lot. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pat the man in the black suit on the shoulder as a comfort.

The black suit was left in place and feeling the remaining weight on his shoulders, the 1.8-meter-tall strong man couldn't help but tear up.

As a recent recruit, Black Suit has heard many people say how good and gentle Douma-sama is, and how he always treats all of them equally, as if he were the Son of God who came specially to save them.

The man in black suit, who had been struggling to make a living since childhood and was accustomed to the dark side of human nature, heard the legend, but he didn't believe that such a person really existed in the world. As a result, he never expected that the legend about Douma-sama was actually true!

In the dark dungeon corridor, the man in a black suit stared at the direction where Douma-sama left with sparkling eyes, unwilling to look away for a long time.

Even though Douma-sama had already walked away, he still wanted to take a closer look and was genuinely worried about Douma-sama. Could the kind-hearted (?) Douma-sama really handle the sinister and cunning Executive A? Nothing would happen, right?

Douma was unaware of the concerns of the new believer (crossed out). With a chilling smile on his face, he went upstairs with great momentum to find Officer A to 'reason' with him.