Ango is very good at complaining
“Ah, ah, ah… Ango, I don’t want to go to work…”
Sakaguchi Ango sighed, "If you really don't want everyone to take care of you like this, you should remember to be more stable."
"I am very stable, Ango. You don't see how stable and reliable I am in front of others. I wonder how much they admire me from the bottom of their hearts when they call me 'Matsuo-sama'."
Sakaguchi Ango pushed up his glasses and said, "I understand. You saved their lives after all. It is normal for you to be respected by them."
"Wow, Ango, you're so cool... Every time I see you push up your glasses, I think you look so cool. Tell me, Ango, are you doing this on purpose?"
"..." He couldn't help but said, "Please pay attention to something else! I have glasses, so isn't it normal to push them?!"
"Ouch..." I covered my ears and moved away from him. "Ango, your voice is so loud. My ears are going to be deaf."
"How many documents do we have left to process? I've been working on it for so long that my fingers are almost broken from writing."
Sakaguchi Ango lowered his head and checked the form in his hand. "And... Congratulations. According to the efficiency of the entire department, we can handle everything in one night."
"Wow haha - we can have a holiday soon?"
"By the way, how will Ango rest when he has a day off? Will he go clubbing like them?"
"Let's not talk about whether I've had a good vacation before. Why is your first reaction to resting going to a bar? We have the most women in the intelligence department among all the departments!"
"Ango, you're so funny... Although there are more women in our intelligence department, women only account for about 15% of our entire Mafia. If you include the little yellow guard at the gate, it's only 15.03%..."
"Plus, humans are completely different when they are off work or not. Although Ango looks very capable now, he is likely to yell at us, his superiors, in private... So it's normal for me to think this way, right?"
"Please don't make fun of me... Although I do have many complaints about my boss, I won't go so far as to scold him, especially since my boss is you."
"I'm not even that upset about scolding a little girl."
"So what Ango means is that if I were to exploit you like crazy, you would actually scold me."
"With all due respect, bosses who exploit their employees madly should be hung on street lights, especially bosses like you who do it for fun."
"How horrible! Ango actually wants to hang me on a streetlight!"
"This is just a metaphor, a metaphor! Even if you really give me a lot of work, I won't hang you on the street light! It's probably because there is too much work. That's all I think!"
"Wow, Ango has such a good impression of me? Looks like I can use Ango's impression to do bad things. When I'm about to finish dunking, I'll stop, and when it goes back up, I'll let it continue dunking."
"You are a devil, don't do this! I have already started to deduct my impression points."
I waved my hands. "Boring, not funny at all."
“So you’re still kidding me!?” Ango was completely furious.
"I've told you many times, Ango, call my name, come on, repeat it with me, Rong--"
"...Do you think I will really recite along?! What's with the tone of voice you use when teaching a child?" He threw the folder in his hand to the ground.
"Then please stop calling me 'you' or 'you'."
His expression was a little shaken. "But this is against the rules..."
"It doesn't matter. Mr. Lian Sen doesn't care about these little details anyway. Just call me by my name and see who dares to say anything more."
"Okay... fluff."
"Ah, it's perfect. I'm very happy now. I won't deal with these documents anymore. Thank you for your hard work, Ango."
I slipped away in a flash.
Ango stretched out his hand weakly, "At least half of these things are not for me to touch..."
"Then handle what you can!" I would answer Sakaguchi Ango's questions even if I ran far away. I am such a good boss.
…
After watching the cat run away, Sakaguchi Ango shook his head and sat down.
Her identity might have been discovered long ago. After all, she had the undercover killer Rong, and she trusted Mori Ougai so much... But for some reason, the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ougai, did not make it clear.
Although I thought I would be caught, I never expected it to be caught by a thirteen-year-old girl with such a tricky ability.
...Could it be that he was impressed by my work ability?
Sakaguchi Ango realized the truth.
*
I wandered around in the Mafia building. Except for Sister Hongye's interrogation room, which I kept a distance from, there was no "forbidden area" in these five buildings for me.
So it was no surprise that I discovered a "confinement room"
Me: ...Wow~
"Hey, who is imprisoned here?" I asked the guard, but actually I knew who was imprisoned inside.
Yumeno Hisasaku was found and brought back from a mental hospital by Mr. Hirotsu of the Black Lizard. His special abilities seem to be related to the mind.
"The boss has ordered me to come in." He didn't respond for a long time, so I ordered the guard expressionlessly.
"I'm sorry, Miss Dazai, the boss has also ordered us not to open this door unless he comes in person."
"Tsk, you really don't know how to adapt..." I took out my cell phone and said, "Hey, Mr. Mori, I need to go check on the child. Please talk to the guard at the door."
…
And then I came in, yeah.
The human cub with two-colored hair was found on the bed in the confinement room, staring out the window in a daze.
"Hey, hello, my name is Dazai Ebi, I'm 12 years old, almost 13, older than you... about six years old. As one of the only two kids in Port Mafia, I came to play with you."
He turned to look at me, his posture like a broken rag doll, his head hanging halfway to the side, and said with a somewhat exaggerated grin, "Hello, sister."
No wonder he was sent to a mental hospital at such a young age. If it was Chuuya who came now, he would definitely get the Chuuya Nakahara Shock Version SR, but I was brought up to be scared.
In my impression, the current level of horror of Yumeno Hisasaku is not even comparable to that of a dying tree.
"Do you want some candy?" I rummaged through my purse and finally found a "lucky one" - luck that kept me from having to beg someone for candy.
"There's only one left, do you want one?"
He looked at me for a few times, as if he was surprised at something. "Yes, of course I don't want it. I haven't had candy for a long time."
The corners of my mouth twitched. I don't believe you don't have candy. With Mr. Mori's character, would he not give you candy? Even if it's just to stabilize your mood, Mr. Mori will still meet your small request.
He opened his hands towards me with his palms facing up and said, "Give it to me." There was a strange smile on his face.
I threw it to him directly, but he was not happy after getting the candy. "...Is my sister afraid of me too?"
"No need... Do you know my brother Dazai Osamu? His ability is to negate his abilities. As long as he comes back in the end, I won't have to worry about anything."
"As for now, of course it's because this is a great respect for your superpowers. Let me tell you, I was recently hospitalized by an out-of-control superpower."
"So it's normal to subconsciously stay away from a powerful psychic like you."
It was my first time meeting kids younger than me at Mafia, so I couldn’t help but become talkative.
"I don't even know you, how can I know your brother Dazai Osamu?" He muttered, tearing open the package and swallowing my "lucky child" in one gulp.
"Hey, you can't taste the good flavor if you eat it like this. How can it taste sweet if you just swallow it directly? Let me tell you, you have to hold this candy in your mouth bit by bit and wait for it to melt in your mouth before you can taste the sweetness." I hurriedly stopped him, hoping that he could cherish my only "lucky child" a little more.
"You're so nagging, sister." His smile disappeared again. "You even treasure a piece of candy so much, so you're not having a good life, are you?"
"What do you know? Sugar is meant to be cherished... What does my cherishing of sugar have to do with how well I live?"
"On the contrary, according to your logic, you eat candy so quickly, so your life must be very happy, right?"
After the conversation just now, I realized that this child and I have nothing in common. He can almost be regarded as the same as those children of the Tsushima family.
Just as I was about to leave, he seemed to panic again. "Hey, you're leaving?"
"What else? You have nothing here, and I'm going to stay here and stare blankly with you? That's stupid. No, let's go."
"Hey, when will you come next time?"
A naughty kid is a naughty kid. He just said something unpleasant to me, but now he can put aside his pride and ask me questions.
"I introduced myself to you, didn't I? Call me by my name, my name. Well, I can only hang out with my brother and Alice when I'm out, so if they don't mind, I'll bring them along."
"Take them with you?" He seemed a little confused.
"What? You haven't played with so many people before, have you? You look so pitiful."
He naturally heard the sarcasm in my words and said, "How could that be? Hisaku is very happy. After all, at least he has enough sugar."
Tsk, this kid deserves a beating.
After I left the house, I immediately wrote two lines on a piece of paper: "His mental state is temporarily stable. According to Child Psychology and the Manual of Basic Management of Mental Hospitals, he should be allowed to play to a certain extent with someone who is capable of supervising him."
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