Chapter 3
His eyes were covered with an airtight black cloth, and his wrists were replaced with more convenient handcuffs. Fortunately, his ears were not blocked.
While being transferred to another room, Kimino Seiryoshi could hear someone respectfully calling "Lord Chuuya" from time to time.
He didn't hear Nakahara Chuuya's response, but in his mind he roughly imagined the auburn-haired boy nodding calmly.
Kono Seiryoshi silently repeated Nakahara Chuuya's name in his heart, and felt that although they were both members of the port mafia, he was unexpectedly a considerate and good person.
For example, after knowing that his legs were numb and he couldn't stand up, the ochre-haired boy made a phone call with a slightly subtle expression, and within five minutes his subordinates brought him a wheelchair.
Kono Seiryoshi originally wanted to say, "So can you let me rest for a while before going over?" but he silently swallowed the words back into his stomach and sat on the wheelchair consciously.
Facts have proved that Nakahara Chuuya is quite far-sighted. The distance between the □□ room and the destination is not very close. Although Nakahara Chuuya is a senior member, he still has to go through the necessary procedures. The whole trip takes at least 20 minutes.
If Kono Seiryoshi were to walk for such a long time while handcuffed and blindfolded, his already weak physical condition would probably be damaged.
Thinking of this, Gongye Shengliang raised his head with some effort and smiled in the general direction of the ochre-haired boy.
"Thank you, Chuuya." He hadn't sat in a wheelchair for a long time, and it was quite comfortable.
Nakahara Chuuya was thinking about something with a blank look in his eyes. He suddenly heard this and reflexively said "hmm". It was not until he walked three steps away that he realized he was being thanked. "What...?"
His footsteps suddenly stopped, and even the wheelchair stopped moving, causing Gong Ye Shengliang to look back again. His face, half covered by the black cloth, conveyed his owner's doubtful emotions, "Are we there yet?"
“… We’re almost there.”
Without his knowledge, Nakahara Chuuya looked at him with complicated considerations.
He didn't know much about the previous leader. After the "Arabato" incident was resolved, no one mentioned the resurrected previous generation.
It is said that before his death, the previous leader wanted to rule the port mafia forever, and frantically eliminated dissidents, causing bloodshed throughout Yokohama, which fell into tyranny and fear for a long time.
The gray-haired boy named "Kimi Mutsu" sat quietly in a wheelchair. From Nakahara Chuuya's perspective, half of his profile was gentle and peaceful. It was hard to imagine that he had been locked up in an isolated cell for three years... Not only was he not crazy, he seemed to be in good spirits.
What relationship does such a person have with the previous leader?
Nakahara Chuuya let out a light click of the tongue so that only he could hear it, feeling a little irritated for no reason.
While the two of them were silent with their own thoughts, they passed several checkpoints mainly targeting Kono Seiyoshi and finally arrived at the door of the leader's office.
Noticing the change in the direction of the thrust, Kono Seiryoshi looked up in surprise and asked, "Chuuya, aren't you coming in with me?"
"No, I have something else to do." Nakahara Chuuya answered casually.
Then he saw the gray-haired boy pursed his lips slightly and lowered his head as if in disappointment.
Nakahara Chuuya: “…” Why does it sound like he said something wrong?
"...I am responsible for guarding here," he finally explained truthfully. Nakahara Chuuya thought for a moment and added, "The leader is a very good person, don't be too nervous."
Kouno Seiryoshi: “Hmm…Okay.”
In fact, he was not nervous at all. Seeing that the port mafia had blindfolded him to prevent him from getting lost and handcuffed his hands and feet to prevent him from doing harm to others, it seemed that the leader was more nervous.
Kono Seira has a good impression of Nakahara Chuuya, so while secretly complaining about Mori Obi, whom he has never met, he smiled at Chuuya and said, "Well, I hope that when I get out, the first person I see is still Chuuya." Apart from this wheelchair, the only person in the entire port mafia that he has a high favorability towards is Nakahara Chuuya.
A mafia member dressed in a black suit took over the hostage and led him into the boss's room.
The door closed with a slight sound. The patrol officers in the corridor were doing their duty conscientiously, and no one noticed that the ochre-haired boy's earlobe slowly turned red after he was stunned for a moment.
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When his vision was no longer obstructed, Kono Seiryoshi saw at first glance the man in a black coat sitting behind the desk.
[Port Mafia Leader - Mori Ogai (Special Ability User)]
There were a few papers scattered on the heavy mahogany desk. Mori Ogai put down the letter in his hand, not surprised at all, and greeted Kouno Seiryo with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Kouno-kun. I apologize for the poor hospitality of the Port Mafia before."
He made it sound like he was inviting someone to his home as a guest, and he has the guts to lie with his eyes open, worthy of being the mafia leader who took down the previous generation.
Kono Seiryoshi smiled back, "You're very polite. I wonder what Mr. Mori wants me to do?"
Seeing him speak so directly, Mori Ouwai raised his eyebrows and stopped keeping the secret. He showed a slightly distressed look: "There is one thing I think it would be better to discuss with Gongye-kun."
"Before the previous leader died, he specifically told me to wipe out all hostile organizations... including you, Kimino-kun."
Noticing the boy's frown after hearing his words, Mori Ogai chuckled and said, "Of course, my ideas are different from those of my predecessors in this regard. Can I hear your opinion?"
Gongye Shengliang lowered his eyes in silence.
I don't know how much time passed, but just when Mori Ogai thought that he was expressing his resistance to the Mafia with his silence and was showing some displeasure, the boy suddenly spoke.
"I support Mr. Mori's decision."
The gray-haired boy lowered his hand that was half covering his face. Although he was imprisoned, the corners of his mouth still maintained a smile: "As for the intentions of the previous generation... I am not very clear. Maybe there is some misunderstanding."
The voice was slow and steady, like a small hole that had been pried open in the dark and closed leader's room, allowing light to flow down.
While maintaining a relaxed negotiating attitude, Kono Seiryoshi was spewing swear words in his heart.
Who knows what the crazy old man of the previous generation was thinking! ! He wanted to reason with him but he didn’t listen, and he couldn’t beat him. When he thought about it, he was so angry that he wanted to punch the air with a set of military boxing!
He took a deep breath to calm his faster heartbeat. After some consideration, he tactfully explained his position to Mori Ogai: "As you can see, I'm just an ordinary person. I won't pose any threat to the port mafia."
Who would have thought that Sen Ouwai was not only unmoved, but also looked at him meaningfully, "No, Gongye-kun underestimates himself."
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
Damn.
Thanks to the previous leader, no one would believe him no matter how honestly he confessed that he was a weakling.
Since the other party has determined that he is not a simple person, Gongye Shengliang simply followed his wishes and put on a paralyzed face without any emotion. He called the system with a depressed heart: [You say, if Moriou kills me now, will it be considered as completing the mission? ]
Light Ball: [Why do you have such an idea? Didn’t you say you wanted to write a script?]
Kono Seiryoshi was surprised: [Hey, it turns out he is really here.]
[……] The light ball said, [Don’t worry, Sen Ou Wai won’t kill you.]
Kono Seiryoshi: [? ? Why are you so sure? ? ]
The sound of the light ball became flat again: [Some systems involving changes in the world line cannot be intervened, please explore on your own. By the way, this answer is related to your special ability and can be unlocked according to the memory progress.]
Seeing the system go gray again, Gongye Shengliang sighed in dismay.
It’s memory again. Now his memory has a shelf life shorter than that of a goldfish. There is no guarantee at all.
This time he was silent for a long time, and no one knew what Mori Ougai was thinking, and he didn't say anything.
The silence continued until the third person's voice suddenly rang out in the leader's room.
"Mr. Mori, the tea has gone cold." The boy's clear voice dragged out, as if complaining, "We've wasted too much time."
In the corner, a black-clothed, black-haired teenager was fiddling with a spoon out of boredom, almost blending into the darkness in the room.
Gongye Shengliang's heart skipped a beat.
...He actually didn't notice that there was a third person in the room. This body's perception ability had decreased drastically.
The game prompts were based on his subjective ideas, and it was not until Kono Seiryoshi turned his head to look at the young man that the transparent panel showed the late arrival of the murder.
[Port Mafia Quasi-Executive - Dazai Osamu (Special Ability User)]
Mori Ogai looked at Dazai Osamu as if waking up from a dream, "Is the tea cold? Well, there is hot water here, go make another cup."
The black-haired boy curled his lips, without putting down the cup of black tea in his hand, and reluctantly stood up and walked towards the silver kettle.
When Mori Owl's sight passed by a place, it suddenly stopped, and his eyes dimmed, "Kuno-kun, are you feeling unwell?"
Not only was he uncomfortable, the moment he saw the young man named "Dazai Osamu", he suddenly felt as if a needle was piercing deep in his brain, causing him to feel a sharp pain. He reacted very quickly by biting his lip, narrowly avoiding a cry of pain.
Kono Seiryoshi tried his best to control his body and not reveal too much abnormality. Just as he was about to force himself to fool Mori Ou with a few more words, he suddenly felt a warm and wet feeling on his forearm.
"Sorry," the culprit blinked at him innocently, saying sorry but showing no regrets, "My hand slipped."
It was the cup of black tea that accidentally spilled on Gongye Shengliang.
Coincidentally, the strange pain disappeared at this moment.
Kono Seiryoshi looked at Dazai Osamu with mixed feelings: "...It doesn't matter."
"You were so careless, Dazai-kun," Mori Ogai noticed what was happening over there and sighed in frustration, "Luckily the cup of tea has gone cold."
Dazai Osamu put down the cup and picked up the silk scarf used for decoration on the tea table. His eyebrows were frowning, but his tone did not reveal that he was in a good mood: "Reach out your hand, Kono-kun, and I will wipe it for you."
Kono Seiryoshi was still thinking about the cause of the pain, and now he just wanted to stay away from all troublesome people. "No..." No need to bother.
Dazai Osamu didn't seem to intend to consider his opinion. He pinched his wrist with one hand and wiped the tea stains lightly.
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
It feels like sitting on needles, like thorns on the back, like something stuck in the throat.
He could only turn his gaze to Mori Owai, indicating that he was just a hostage and there was no need for the Mafia's quasi-official to do it himself. However, Mori Owai gave him a mysterious smile:
"Kuno-kun, are you interested in joining our Port Mafia?"
……ah?
Kono Seiryoshi widened his eyes slightly, not understanding how Mori Ougai's thinking jumped to this point.
He heard Mori Ogai continue to say: "In exchange, I can release you from the brothel and give you corresponding freedom. Of course, you should know that the most important thing for the Mafia is loyalty."
Could it be that when the system said that Mori Ougai would not kill him, they were referring to this multiple-choice question that seemed to be a choice between two options, but in fact there was only one way to survive?
Could it be that Moriogai, like his predecessor, also took a fancy to his unseen supernatural power? It's just that one is too extreme, while the other tries to be gentle.
Putting aside the thoughts hidden in the dark, if I was driven back to the □□ room, I didn't know when I would be able to come out next time...
Kouno Seiji inevitably thought of the Vongola, but he was only confused for a moment before he felt relieved. Kouno Mutsuki was loyal to the Port Mafia, what did Kouno Seiji have to do with it!
So he smiled and said, "It's a good proposal."
When he raised his head again, his golden eyes met Sen Gu's gaze directly. As the latter's interest deepened, he nodded and saluted: "Please give your orders, leader."
The change of title shows the sincerity of Kimino Mutsuki's willingness to be loyal to Mori Ogai.
Mori Owl smiled with satisfaction.
The atmosphere in the room gradually became harmonious, and the black-haired, purple-eyed leader personally poured him a cup of black tea to show his friendliness.
Gongye Shengliang couldn't help but be moved, but he looked at the handcuffs on his hands, then looked at Sen Ou, and then looked at the handcuffs again.
Mori Ogai smiled as if he had suddenly realized something and said, "Since Kouno-kun has joined the Port Mafia, these things are of course no longer necessary."
He made a gesture to call the people outside in, but something flashed before Kono Seiryoshi's eyes. He turned around and saw Dazai Osamu, who had already returned to his seat, slowly extending a hand.
After the crisp sound of fingers snapping, the handcuffs were opened with a "click".
Seira Kono: "...!!"
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By the way, I have a question for everyone. When I update at 12 noon, can everyone see the update notification? QAQ I spent half a day at noon and couldn’t get it. I’m really in a panic.
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