Chapter 41

The first thing Kono Seiryoshi did when he returned home was to take a week off.

He had just moved out of the ward and had no urgent tasks to do. Moriou was not free to check on his work situation, so it was okay for him to leave work directly.

But facing the empty address book, he still sent a message to Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "I will be at home for the next seven days. You can arrange your schedule yourself. Don't worry about the leader's orders. I will explain it."

Gongye Shengliang was deep in thought for five minutes, and when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly woke up and added a message: "Take care of yourself and take medicine on time."

He didn't remind Akutagawa on a whim. As for why he thought of this matter...it was mainly because he felt that his health was not in good condition.

I ran out in a hurry and got caught in the rain for a while. I'm probably going to have a fever for a few days.

Gong Ye Shengliang asked the system to help keep an eye on his body data, and took a hot bath for half an hour with his mind cleared. He relied on muscle memory to adjust the water temperature. His brain became a chaotic paste, and he would have almost fallen asleep again if the system had not called him in time.

The warm orange light of the bathroom enveloped the mirror covered with a layer of white mist. Kono Seiryoshi stretched out his hand, and after the cold mirror surface touched his fingertips for a moment, the mist was slowly wiped away, and the boy's face appeared in the bright mirror.

Now that he was certain that this was what he looked like when he was about seventeen years old, and that he had remained like this for the past few years and would continue to look like this, Kono Seiryoshi lost interest in observing himself, and his attention was focused on the tattoo on his clavicle.

The ink lines have outlined the contours of each petal, and the trembling water drops that have not yet been wiped dry are embellished on the stamens. The tattoo stretches gently with the rise and fall of breathing. The colorless Epiphyllum is lifelike, as if you can smell the faint floral fragrance if you get close.

The main part of the tattoo is on the clavicle, but the top petal has already protruded from the neck. When it is dim, the ink-colored tip is faintly visible on the edge of the collar and not very obvious, but once exposed to bright light, it becomes clearly visible.

It doesn’t look comfortable…I have to find a way to cover it up.

Kono Seiryoshi was stunned for a long time, until the mirror surface that had been wiped dry was covered with a layer of light mist again. Only then did the deep feeling of fatigue that he realized belatedly surge up and overwhelm him like a torrent.

The only reason he didn't sleep in the bathtub was because he had to take medicine before going to bed.

As he stumbled out of the bathroom door, Gongye Shengliang held onto the door frame. Something blurry flew past him out of the corner of his eye. He was too sleepy to open his eyes, so he casually asked the system, "What was that just now?"

The light ball also replied casually: [It’s nothing, just an arm.]

Kouno Seiryoshi: "So it was the arm... huh?"

After a delay of 0.01 seconds, a terrified scream came from the light ball: [Ahhhhhhhhh it's your arm, contractor ahh ...

Kono Seiryoshi was no longer sleepy. His sleepiness was completely scared away by the description that sounded like a corpse dismemberment scene and the high-decibel screams of the system.

He kept his body rigidly still, and when his gaze shifted, he could almost hear a special effects clicking sound.

The left side is fine, but the right side, well, is definitely missing something.

When I turned around again, I saw a piece of unidentified object lying on the soft wooden floor next to the sink.

The non-existent fingers of Kono Seiryoshi trembled slightly, his expression was complicated, and he moved closer to his arm with an extremely heavy heart.

The system was still sobbing as it checked his data. When Kono Seiryoshi noticed the condition of his arm, he was slightly stunned.

The cross section was not a bloody mess that needed mosaicing, but a faint white glow. He tentatively stretched out his other hand to check the pulse and found that everything was normal.

After a strange silence, he picked up the half arm and gently touched the broken right arm.

Ah, it’s connected.

Kono Seiryoshi tentatively clenched his fist, and everything was fine.

The light ball fell into silence synchronously, and the data on its side also showed normal.

Everyone was relatively silent. In order to demonstrate his professionalism, Guangqiu worked very hard to check every hair in detail, and finally found several abnormal data on the supernatural power.

[The output is too large at one time, causing the body as a container to malfunction, which may manifest itself in various parts suddenly disconnecting... Well, it will be fine as long as it is reconnected, but it is still quite terrifying for humans to suddenly fall apart while walking.]

In fact, it is also terrifying for the system, the light ball added silently in his heart.

Kono Seiryoshi was still immersed in the magical experience of having his arm installed. After listening to the system's explanation, he said with emotion: "I feel like I have become a Lego."

Light Ball: [……]

He even tried to see if the freshly baked human-shaped Lego could open itself up on its own. He tried to experiment with his little finger, but after pulling it a few times, he found that it not only didn’t fall off but was a bit painful, so he gave up.

I don’t know when this passive skill will be activated... Kono Seiryoshi turned his head to face himself in the mirror, and his heart moved slightly.

The light ball was still worried: [Or I should allocate half of the space for 24-hour monitoring, this...] This really made Tong worried.

"No need," Kono Seiryoshi stood up with the help of the washbasin, "No one will notice."

He kept staring at the mirror and noticed that the tattoo had moved up about two millimeters.

It seems that I have to cover it even if I don’t want to.

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A week later, Seira Kono followed Dazai Osamu's example and wrapped several bandages around his neck to tightly block the protruding Epiphyllum.

As for the problem of disconnection, he had a great idea - as long as he used his special abilities to maintain a normal appearance, no one would notice that he had turned into a detachable building block!

The facts developed as he thought. Except for some people expressing doubts about the bandage around his neck, no one noticed anything else unusual.

When faced with another question, Kono Seiryoshi also thought of a response: "Don't you think this is cool?"

The subordinates thought, who would wear a bandage for no reason? Aren't they afraid of getting prickly heat? However, when they thought of a famous bandage spokesperson in the port mafia, they were silent for a moment and raised their thumbs unwillingly, "Yes, very handsome, my lords."

Kono Seiryoshi said goodbye to them with a smile, and the smile slowly faded when he returned to his office.

Last night, executive Dazai Osamu returned to Yokohama after completing a business trip - this is the news I just heard.

He didn't know what means Dazai Osamu used to hide his whereabouts from the eyes and ears of all the port mafia, but since he had such means, it would not be difficult to place Oda Sakunosuke.

Besides him, Ango Sakaguchi will definitely contribute as well.

Thinking of this, Kono Sei sighed in his conscience. The system prompt [Port Mafia (?) Intelligence Agent] that he saw on Sakaguchi Ango at the beginning has returned to its correct appearance after the mimic incident - [Assistant Counselor of the Special Agent Department]

Identity, stance, responsibility, belief, every word picked out is so heavy that it makes people breathless.

After his immediate superior's business trip was over, Akutagawa Ryunosuke naturally returned to his original job. His supernatural powers were indeed extremely powerful. After one violent mission after another, he gradually became able to stand on his own, and his reputation within the port mafia also rose.

The chat between Kono Seira and Akutagawa still stopped at the other party's "Got it", and it was unclear which sentence was the response.

The office with only one person left became increasingly deserted, and only the arrival of the calico cat made Gongye Shengliang feel a little comforted.

After getting the supernatural license and getting rid of Mimic, the Port Mafia's influence in Yokohama has further increased, and the top executives have become increasingly busy, but all this has nothing to do with him. Kono Seira is addicted to feeding cats every day.

On the surface, the atmosphere seemed peaceful. He thought it would take a long time before he could see Dazai Osamu again, after all, their last separation was not pleasant.

Kono Seira would secretly collect information about Dazai Osamu and calculate his progress in leaving the Port Mafia, but he does not want to meet him.

The best strategy was for both sides to remain silent, and there was no way Dazai Osamu could not have failed to understand this.

So when he met the slightly shaking iris-colored eyes again, the first thought that came to Kono Seiryoshi's mind as he opened the door holding the cat was not surprise, but "Why is it you who came?"

Perhaps his expression was too obvious, Dazai Osamu froze and stood still outside the door.

In order not to arouse other people's suspicion, he tied a bandage around his right eye and casually draped his black coat over his shoulders. There was some secret hope in his eyes - but just now, that faint light was extinguished.

"…There is a mission that requires a casino stamp." With a forced arc on the corners of his lips, Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering for a long time on the abrupt white gauze around Kouno Seiryo's neck.

Before Gongye Shengliang could react, he suddenly felt his arms go empty, and the calico cat jumped out lightly.

He resisted the urge to rush over to hold the cat. He felt even more depressed when he thought that he had to feed the cat ten bags of cat snacks to get such a chance to hug the cat.

Kono Seira put away his remaining reluctance and grief, nodded to Dazai Osamu and said, "I'll get it right away..."

But before he could finish the last two words, a shadow suddenly fell. Dazai Osamu was stunned, and reached out to the bandage around his neck. His voice was a little lower than usual, "...It's gone."

Untied...ah, maybe I moved too much when I was holding the cat just now and accidentally untied the knot of the bandage.

The second before his fingers touched the gauze, Gongye Shengliang woke up as if from a dream. He took a big step back in panic and almost tripped himself.

"S-sorry..." he stuttered, "Let me tidy up!" Then he rushed to the bathroom without looking back.

Only after he splashed cold water on his face several times did Kono Seiryoshi's pounding heart slowly calm down.

It didn't matter if the pattern under the bandage was discovered. At most, he could just say that he got a tattoo during the weekend. He didn't avoid Dazai Osamu for this reason, but because he remembered another terrifying thing - Dazai could make all the supernatural powers he touched invalid!

Wouldn't he then break up the Lego sets right on the spot?

Don’t do this kind of thing——

Although still panicking inside, Kono Seiryoshi pretended to be calm on the surface, took out the box containing the seal from the safe, opened it and checked it, and did not close it again. He wanted to stay away from Dazai Osamu, but he couldn't do it too obviously, so he had to push the seal over the table.

During this time when he was sorting himself out, Dazai Osamu also concealed all his emotions and expressions. The surging undercurrents were completely frozen, and his calm eyes, as calm as a mirror, stared deeply at the seal on the table.

After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and said in a gentle tone that was half coaxing and half begging, "It is most appropriate for you to be responsible for keeping the seal. You should go with us."

Kono Seiryoshi didn't notice his abnormality. He was only thinking about the double meaning of not being exposed - not being too close to Dazai, but also not being too far away from him.

After some consideration, he nodded reluctantly.

Seeing that he agreed, a smile appeared on Dazai Osamu's lips, but the smile did not last long. After turning around, his eyes sank again.

...It's not over yet.

"It's very simple. The information on the document has been reviewed and there is no problem. We just need to stamp it." He said in a relaxed tone.

Gongye Shengliang followed closely, the strings in his head were always taut, and he took notes in his heart as he listened.

When they reached the door, Dazai Osamu turned the handle and said, "I'll take you there." He was about to grab his wrist.

However, before his hand touched him, Kono Seiryoshi, who had been on guard, reflexively stepped back, and Dazai's fingertips only brushed the air.

The face of the black-haired boy in his sight turned pale for a moment. Only then did Kono Seiryoshi realize how much misunderstanding his action had caused. He hesitated to explain, "I..."

However, I just opened my mouth and couldn't say the rest of the words.

Dazai Osamu's reaction was even more reactive than his. Almost at the same time when Kono Seira opened his mouth, he suddenly retracted his hand as if he was pricked by a needle.

A delicate silence spread between the two.

After a while, Dazai Osamu broke the awkwardness first. His drooping eyelashes trembled, and he didn't look at Kono Seiryoshi. He opened the door and walked forward in a hurry, "Let's go." The voice was so light that it couldn't even make ripples on the lake surface.

Kimino Seira sighed lightly, but finally followed Dazai Osamu silently.