Chapter 21

The store was clean and tidy, and the log-style decoration made the interior spacious and bright. Because it was past dinner time, there were not many customers, except for the two of them, there was only a family of three in the corner.

The dishes were served very quickly, with the potato cubes and beef cubes wrapped in rich soup, the rice grains full and the aroma of curry filling the air.

As soon as the warm and delicious food entered my stomach, my whole mood improved.

"It's delicious." After taking a few bites, Gongye Sheng praised it with gratitude in his heart.

He drank half a cup of warm water and looked at the person who ordered a different set meal from him, "Where's Mr. Oda's?"

Oda Sakunosuke poured a few spoonfuls of chili powder without changing his expression. "Not bad, it would be better if it could be spicier."

Kono Seiryoshi: “…”

He glanced at the bright red curry on the other person's plate with lingering fear. The menu specifically marked it as "extremely spicy", and the font with flaming special effects made people feel stomachache just by looking at it.

If he took a bite, he would probably type GG on the spot.

With this in mind, Seiryoshi Kono accepted his own theory that "human's adventurous spirit should not be used for food" with a clear conscience. When he was about to go out to pay the bill, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Oda Sakunosuke put down his spoon, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

Kono Seiryoshi paused, then followed Oda Sakunosuke's line of sight without leaving a trace.

Sitting there was a family of three who had come in earlier than them. The little girl in the child seat had not yet grown all her teeth, and was waving a spoon while talking to her family in a childish voice.

The young couple sitting opposite the little girl were also chatting and laughing with her. They looked like an ordinary family.

...Is there a problem?

He immediately looked at Oda Sakunosuke nervously - could it be that the family were plainclothes police officers?

"That girl's schoolbag..." Oda Sakunosuke slowly frowned.

Kono Seiryoshi: “……!” Is there a bomb in the pink backpack? !

"The dolls hanging there are very popular recently. They are very popular among children." Oda Sakunosuke pondered, "Where did you buy them? I went there several times before and they were all sold out."

Kono Seiryoshi, who was already nervously considering whether to call the police, said: "Then let's hurry up--eh?"

The dangerous thought in his mind suddenly stopped and he almost flipped over.

Kono Seira took a sip of water and said dryly, "Oh... is that so?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at him in confusion.

"It's okay." Gongye Shengliang couldn't help but cover his face and sigh. When his hand moved away, there was still a helpless smile in his eyes: "I'll go ask them." He really needed to do something else to ease the embarrassment in his heart.

Oda Sakunosuke wanted to say that it was not necessary, but Kono Seira waved his hand to stop him.

The gray-haired boy walked briskly to the corner, greeted the little girl's parents, half-knelt down and chatted with the girl with a smile. After a while, the child, who had become timid due to the approach of a stranger, became lively again and generously handed the doll pendant on her schoolbag to him.

Oda Sakunosuke was a little stunned for a moment.

His gaze unconsciously fell on the bandage he had applied on the boy's face, then slowly moved to his golden pupils that sparkled in the afternoon sunlight, and the boy's slightly raised lips as he listened gently to the little girl's words.

Sunlight is the most generous donor, it depicts everything in sight with golden lines, and generously gives it the ability to tug at the heartstrings. The atmosphere, environment, and characters are so beautiful that they are like a painting that can only be viewed from a distance.

Although there was no connection, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly remembered the novel he had continued writing and had put aside for a long time due to his busy work.

"Mr. Oda!"

The next moment, the protagonist of the scroll came in front of him. Within reach, his eyes were filled with pure joy that matched his appearance age.

"The kid told me it's in the central shopping mall on the next street. There are still some left in the morning. Let's go try our luck!"

Under such expectant gaze, I couldn't even utter the words to refuse.

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White clouds were floating in the blue sky, and tall buildings cast continuous shadows. Kono Seiryoshi stood in a secluded and cool place outside the central shopping mall, quietly looking at the busy streets.

Looking up from this angle, you can also see the iconic buildings of the Port Mafia. The five towering buildings pierce through the central area of ​​Yokohama like sharp blades, silently demonstrating their unshakable presence.

At this time, the people who appeared in the commercial streets were ordinary citizens or tourists. They were completely unaware of the potential dangers in this city, and everyone was concentrating on their own lives.

In the past, he could only see a corner of the sky when he was stuck in the office. Now that he can move freely, Gongye Shengliang will pay more attention to the pedestrians on the street and silently memorize every part of this city.

Out of his duty as a guard, Oda Sakunosuke wanted to go to the mall with him, but Kono Seira declined. In order to prevent Oda Sakunosuke from worrying about him, he deliberately stood in a place where the surveillance camera could take pictures to ensure safety.

Before his thoughts could drift too far, the red-haired man holding a paper bag quickly returned to his field of vision.

Kouno Seiryoshi came back to his senses and went over to him expectantly, "How's it going? Did you buy it?"

"Yeah." Oda Sakunosuke frowned and seemed relieved. "Originally they were sold out, but the clerk found some more in the warehouse." He picked out a peripheral doll of the same model from the paper bag and handed it over. "This is for you."

"……?"

Kono Seiryo stared at the doll wearing a Superman jacket that was stuffed into his hand. He didn't react for a long time, "Why did you give it to me?"

"This is a thank-you gift. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have bought it." Oda Sakunosuke took a half step back, his eyes sweeping up and down, left and right, "And..."

The gray bunny doll goes well with the boy's hair color.

Kouno Seiryoshi repeated doubtfully, "And?"

"No, nothing." Oda Sakunosuke skipped the subject, "Don't you like it?"

“I like it…” But the Mafia and the Q version bunny don’t seem to match at all!

Kono Seiryo swallowed the second half of his words. It doesn't matter if it doesn't make sense. There aren't many normal people in the port mafia anyway. He carefully put the doll in his pocket and said, "Then I'll take it. Thank you."

I'll go back and put it on my desk together with the succulents, so that I can look at it and relax while working overtime.

He took the initiative to step out of the shadows, turned around and smiled at Oda Sakunosuke, "Let's go back."

The red-haired young man responded and followed the boy at a distance of two steps as usual. However, Kono Seira stopped and walked back to the position where the two walked side by side under the former's questioning eyes.

"We are out of work now, we are friends shopping together, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke clenched his grip on the paper bag for a moment and then released it, his facial expression unchanged as he nodded in acknowledgement.

The boy's golden eyes suddenly lit up in response, and he said with undisguised excitement: "Then how about we go line up to buy desserts now? The store has a new limited edition!"

Oda Sakunosuke: “…Yes, okay.”

Kono Seira opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Mr. Oda, did you laugh just now?" But before Oda Sakunosuke could answer, he shook his head and laughed, "No, it's okay, I must have seen it wrong." After all, Oda Sakunosuke always has a poker face that never changes.

He turned his head and didn't notice that the red-haired young man pursed his lips slightly after hearing his words.

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When everything was on track and Kono Seiyoshi was getting used to the new working mode, he was given an unconventional task by his superiors.

"A consortium that wants to form an alliance with the Port Mafia has run into some troubles and has sent a letter to invite our people to lend a hand. They are using the power of the Port Mafia while also exploring the possibility of mutual cooperation. Let me think... yes, if everything goes well, they can get a considerable sphere of influence in Tokyo."

Dazai Osamu was swaying around the room when he said this, and he was more interested in the pot of succulents on the balcony than in the expansion of the port mafia's performance. "The mission arranged by the leader, the accompanying personnel and items are ready, and we will set off in the afternoon."

Another urgent task that disrupted the plan...Kuno Seira helplessly saved the document he was working on. Since Dazai Osamu had come to his office to inform him of this matter, he must be on the list of personnel.

Dazai Osamu, who was wandering around the office as if it were his own home, happened to approach. He glanced at the table and narrowed his eyes slightly when he caught a glimpse of the gray rabbit doll.

With his hands still in his pockets, he leaned forward slowly, a smile in his eyes: "Are you having fun with Odasaku recently?"

It took him half a second to understand the strange but catchy nickname "Odasaku" and Kono Seira nodded: "Mr. Oda is a very nice person."

Dazai Osamu said "oh" and stared at the doll.

Kono Seira was confused. Seeing the black-haired boy inexplicably caring about the little doll but not seeming to like it, he thought for a moment and briefly told Dazai Osamu how he bought it.

After hearing his explanation, Dazai Osamu's eyes curved into crescents with a smile, and his voice was light and steady: "Really? That's really lucky."

The atmosphere is getting weirder and weirder... I should go to the mall and buy one for Dazai when I have time, Kono Seiryoshi thought secretly.

He stopped thinking about it, sorted out the documents on his desk, and asked, "Are we the only two going on a business trip?"

Dazai Osamu, who had been looking carefree, suddenly fell in expression.

He showed an expression as if he had been rubbed by the slime of a frog, and curled his lips in disgust. After a long silence, he slowly said: "...Unfortunately, it is not."

The sound of the door opening and Dazai Osamu's slightly muffled words rang out simultaneously.

——The ochre-haired, blue-eyed young man was almost impatient and appeared in front of Gongye Shengliang with unconcealable vigor and joy.

——"And there's this unhappy errand boy."

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