Chapter 144: Yokohama "Break time is over."...
Mori Ogai asked briefly about Rimbaud's recent situation as usual, and after receiving the answer, he nodded as if he understood and turned his attention back to the documents.
Fushimi Kyoji thought of the information about the Yokohama area from the [Intelligence Push] and paused as he was about to leave.
"Well... the Port Mafia did receive relevant intelligence." Mori Ogai didn't think it was worth hiding, especially since his subordinates, who had never cared about this matter, also sensed the turmoil beneath the calm in Yokohama. This was enough to explain the situation.
He rested his hands on his chest, as if foreseeing the future, and said in an inexplicable tone, "Yokohama is going through a major reshuffle."
The casual tone, rather than the worry of facing a fierce battle, seemed more like...
The player thought about it.
expect?
Mori Ogai made no secret of his optimism about the continued benefits this foreseeable war would bring to the Port Mafia. "What a fitting stage for Chuuya-kun's debut! This is also the cornerstone that will establish the Port Mafia's future dominance in Yokohama."
Mori Ogai's attitude, in a sense, directly represents the direction of the port mafia.
"So Dazai and Chuuya have been preparing for this recently."
Considering what Dazai Osamu said about "showing off", it's no surprise that the next step will be for Mori Ogai to hype up Chuuya Nakahara's outstanding performance in subsequent wars and launch a Port Mafia idol, er, a face!
Maybe you can see IP peripherals with the image of Chuuya Nakahara, such as dolls, puppets, pendants, etc.
When I think about the famous Yokohama Yakuza organization relying on selling these to make money to maintain the organization's profitability...
Inugami Manjiro is indeed a genius.
"Although Dazai-kun has always been reassuring, the child has been reluctant to come to me recently. I just hope that everything is under his control." He said this, his flickering eyes slowly moving towards the player.
Fushimi Kyoki looked back at him: Oo?
Mori Ogai let out a fake sigh, as if grieving over his child's belated rebellion. "Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with my parenting style that's why Dazai-kun and I aren't close."
Of course, the words "an elder who has neglected his duties" can probably only be said by Mori Ogai himself.
The player refuted him firmly and forcefully: "There is nothing wrong with Mr. Mori's educational methods."
Because I really haven't seen him teaching anyone.
“…”
Mori Ogai now sincerely wanted to sigh: "...How considerate."
Many white-haired figures flashed before Fushimi Kyoji's eyes, all of them showing the look of someone working hard for the organization and defending the dignity of their leader.
"The duty of a subordinate is to obey orders unconditionally and share the leader's worries."
He said this in such a matter-of-fact tone.
Look, the child's eyes are so pure.
Mori Ougai thought.
Anyway, it's a scene not often seen in Yokohama.
Alice, who had been quietly staying beside Mori Ogai, drawing on her desk and not interrupting their conversation, and who seemed unbelievably obedient for her age, pushed the cake in front of her towards the player and said, "There's only one portion, you can give it to Fushimi."
"Only for you." The little girl's voice was very soft and sweet.
Suddenly being fed, the player lowered his head to look at the dessert that was almost delivered to him, and Mori Ogai's faint voice was heard at this time.
"Sugar helps you focus your mind, it's a good thing."
Mori Ogai said this, but players never saw him choose it.
Alice was eating alone.
For example, now, the dessert portion of afternoon tea is given to the player, and he starts to fight with a large cup of strawberry sundae.
I feel like I would have a good compatibility with Edogawa Ranpo when it comes to sweets.
"Alice."
Alice blinked and responded confusedly, "Hmm?"
"Let me check for cavities."
Alice seemed to be unable to react and tilted her head, resulting in her face being pinched by the player who took direct action.
"No, no!" Alice tried in vain to struggle out of the player's hands, vaguely resisting the subtle feeling of being controlled.
Mori Ogai said, half distressed, half sweetly: "What should I do, Alice?"
The opponent seemed to have given up resistance, let out an "Ah--" sound, and opened his mouth wide to let the player look.
Her cute face was filled with despair, and her teeth were straight. After confirming that she had no cavities, Fushimi Kyoji released her hand and said frankly, "Don't worry, Alice doesn't have cavities for the time being. All we need to do is take precautions in advance."
The smile on Mori Ogai's face didn't change at all because of the player's 'lack of understanding'.
"OK."
"Okay." Two responses with the same tone, coming from different people and with different tones, fell at the same time, faintly overlapping.
The helpless indulgence on his face gradually faded, replaced by a calm demeanor that players were more familiar with, as if indicating that the time for chatting was over.
A prompt indicating that [Dragon Head War] is open appears in front of the player, and a progress bar slowly moves forward appears above it.
"Fushimi, break time is over," he said. "It's time to work."
A war has begun, sparked by a dead psychic who left behind a huge fortune.
Unlike other organizations that simply want to take over this property, the Port Mafia's goal is not limited to this. Instead, it wants to take this opportunity to remove other obstacles in the long run and establish the Port Mafia's position in the Yokohama Mafia.
All the Black Lizards are dispatched.
The silent queue walked neatly through the puddles. Their identities could be seen at a glance from their uniform attire, and they were surrounded by a solemn aura that made passersby on the street stay away.
Above the black lizard team, a golden cube floated at a moderate speed.
The player holds an umbrella and stands on a steadily moving set of colored paintings. It is another rainy day.
After opening the box, the half-frame lens transformed into a stream of light and constructed a reaction in front of the eyes, capturing the life energy feedback from the released rain-attributed death flames.
The flame of death that can cover a radius of 200 meters can effectively prevent ambushes and detect the enemy's hiding place in advance.
From a high vantage point, you can look down at the actions below and see the route clearly.
The lens automatically locked onto the moving target, and the crosshairs framed a familiar figure waving at the player in the coloring book.
It's Osamu Dazai.
He did not go with Chuuya Nakahara, but instead waited in advance along the black lizard's route.
Fushimi Kyoji jumped down from the slowly descending colored painting collection and landed in front of Dazai Osamu, a little breathless: "Dazai?"
"There's going to be a lot of noise later, so I came to ask before we set off." Dazai Osamu waited quietly for the players to signal Guangjin Liulang to go first. The black lizards passed by them and ignored them, then he explained his purpose.
"What what?" the player asked curiously.
Dazai Osamu smiled and asked a question that would confuse people: "Would Fushimi prefer cats or dogs?"
What is the problem?
No, it should be asked whether the players have experienced similar questions.
Player from a distance: Hmm...
"A big white cat must be more popular than a black puppy!" Dazai Osamu said to himself.
Fushimi Kyoji said honestly, "That sounds like Dazai's subjective opinion." "Ah, that's right. I hate creatures that don't understand human language and just cling to me." Dazai Osamu replied in agreement. He seemed to have given up on getting a definite answer from the player and made a random decision without hesitation. "Well, after all, I should solve the current problem first, and then decide whether to pick up a big cat or a brainless puppy!"
As the conversation was coming to an end, Rimbaud stepped forward silently. Dazai Osamu shifted his gaze towards him, his iris-colored eyes watching the other party use his arm to support the player, allowing him to stand on the painting book smoothly again.
"Eh... look at it this way."
Fushimi Kyoji turned around and saw his eyes curved with joy: "You are even more obedient than Chuuya."
The players were too far away to feel the tangible malice, so Rimbaud moved his fingers.
A golden light flew out from the fingertips.
It's Rambo's special ability.
The moment Dazai Osamu saw it clearly, he immediately reacted and turned his head to avoid it.
The moment the picture book touched the skin, it was eliminated by the Human No Longer Qualified, but there was a bullet inside.
Moving at high speed, it has the power of a fired bullet.
"That was a close call. I almost got disfigured." He patted his chest with a lingering fear, but his face remained expressionless. He stared in the direction the two had left, his fingertips rubbing across the side of his face, "You really hold a grudge."
"No matter how ferocious a wolf is, it is still a dog," he sighed.
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