"I have no idea."

The boy struggled to make a hoarse sound with his vocal cords.

But the problem of indifference continues.

"Lies, questions, how did you and the German, Michael Ender, know each other?"

I don’t know how many times I have asked such emotionless questions. I no longer have the energy to count them during my tour of Haiyin Temple.

The questioner seemed obsessed with getting a definite answer from him, or was certain that he knew the inside story, and was even willing to torture him into confessing in this way.

"I have no idea."

Haiyin Temple Suyou answered word by word.

His words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

The lights overhead made him dizzy, and he knew this was also a method of interrogation.

A stinging pain came from my eye sockets, and my eyes were once again filled with physiological tears, but those tears quickly evaporated under the temperature brought by the light.

thirsty.

My throat felt like it was about to smoke, and my thin school uniform was soaked with sweat.

"I have no idea……"

His hair was loose and stuck to his forehead by sweat. His black-framed glasses made his aggressive red irises look innocent and harmless. The voice of the black-haired high school boy was trembling with fear, which easily aroused others' desire to protect him.

[I am so angry, what on earth is going on with the Special Ability Unit!]

[Oh my god, what is this doing?]

[You bully the weak and fear the strong, but it’s fine if you can’t catch him, but why torture a high school student!]

[I am so angry. What did Haiyin Temple do wrong? This is simply an unprovoked disaster!]

His consciousness was a little fuzzy, but still within the tolerable range. Seeing the reaction of the barrage, Haiyinsi Suyou realized that his performance could be said to be flawless.

After such a long interrogation, I felt relieved to go on the Haiyin Temple tour.

This was a strange interrogation.

There was a sense of disharmony from the very beginning.

If we regard it as a real interrogation, then according to my current experience of traveling back to Haiyin Temple, it can be said to be quite a joke.

Rather than an interrogation, it was more like a performance of picking things up high and then putting them down gently, at least that’s what the Haiyin Temple tour felt like.

The interrogator's questioning seemed harsh, but he did not become angry or irritated after I repeated my answers, and he did not even torture me further.

And every time he pretended to be about to pass out from dehydration, the interrogation would be humanely paused for a moment, as if the person behind the one-way mirror was also worried about what might happen to him.

During this interrogation, it seemed that Haiyin Temple was not the only one who was waiting for something.

However, the baking light was indeed an inhuman torture. The routine questions on the loudspeaker were still going on, but the upper palate and the tip of the tongue were almost stuck together, making it difficult to make any sound.

As time passed, the people behind the one-way glass seemed to be getting anxious. Even the words of the interrogation seemed to have become hurried.

My head is dizzy and it seems that I have reached my limit.

He lowered his head, his consciousness had become a little blurry, and there seemed to be many indistinguishable tiny dots of light floating on his retina. Naturally, he missed the sudden barrage of cheers.

“Swish——”

Someone opened the door to the interrogation room.

Sakaguchi Ango rushed in, and the young man's face, which seemed to never show much emotion, once again showed unconcealable anger after several years.

When he saw the familiar suit, Haiyinsi Suyou finally fell asleep peacefully.

But at this moment, he did not feel much pleasure of surviving a disaster.

*********

"I don't understand why a child needs to be treated this way."

The young man pressed the paper documents heavily on the desk of the superior, and Sakaguchi Ango's action was rarely angry.

“I don’t understand.”

The young man stood in front of his superior with neither arrogance nor humility and emphasized it again.

However, Taneda Santouki did not even look at the report submitted by his subordinates, but lowered his head, smiled and stroked his folding fan.

Time was passing, but Sakaguchi Ango still stood upright in Taneda Santoka's office, as if he would never stop unless Taneda gave him an explanation.

"You shouldn't be confused."

Taneda Santouki said this in a deep voice, and judging from his expression, he seemed a little surprised that Sakaguchi Ango would come to him.

But the young man standing opposite him just pushed up his lowered glasses with a cold face, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"I do not understand."

"It's a simple matter. The country needs such a person. Even if it weren't for this reason, Haiyin Temple Suyou would become our colleague in the near future."

"Kaiinji and Natsume were once one of my best agent partners, and their children will inherit their careers—"

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!" Sakaguchi Ango rarely interrupted Taneda Sandogawa.

The superior did not pay much attention to the young man's question. He just sighed and calmly defined it.

"This is an internal matter of the government and should be resolved internally. That's all. It's just the maggots hiding under the wise rule of the bigwigs causing trouble."

Sakaguchi Ango remained silent.

"Don't think too much. This incident was caused by a surrender initiated by that child. Now everyone is satisfied with the result. This is enough. If you need, I can approve a one-day vacation. The child has been arranged by our people to receive medical treatment."

"When a person's abilities are discovered by the state apparatus, he becomes a national asset. In your past work, you have proven that you are not an emotional person. I believe you can take on this important task and become his direct supervisor."

There was still not much change on Sakaguchi Ango's face, but his hands at his sides had already clenched into fists.

"I see."

That’s all the young man said in the end, with his back straight.

"According to the time, Haiyin Temple should have woken up. I'll leave now."

Taneda Santouko had no intention of keeping him, but said meaningfully: "The child should really need the company of someone he can trust the most right now."

"Oh, right," the man seemed to have suddenly remembered something, "We have contacted the child's relatives, and the task of communicating with the family will be handed over to you."

Ango Sakaguchi picked up the materials on the table. He already knew that his struggle was temporarily meaningless here, so naturally he didn't want to stay here for long.

Taneda Santouki knew that this time Sakaguchi Ango needed to figure things out alone, and he had no intention of keeping him, but the young man seemed to have something else to say.

"A trip to Haiyin Temple," the young man paused, "You shouldn't call him property."

********

In a spacious lounge somewhere in the port mafia building, only Mori Ogai and Ozaki Kouyo were sitting there.

There was no light on in the lounge, but a huge floor-to-ceiling window was enough to provide just the right amount of lighting for this window seat.

The water was already boiling, and the woman in kimono skillfully made a cup of tea for the man sitting opposite her.

However, the man opposite did not seem to have any intention of drinking tea now. Instead, he kept interacting in some childish way with the blonde girl next to him, which made Ozaki Kouyo raise her eyebrows slightly.

"Mr. Mori is really interesting. Just now he said he wanted to ask me for some tea, but now he has left it aside. Isn't that a waste of natural resources?"

"You don't like to drink boiled tea, Ms. Ozaki," Mori Ogai replied with a smile, but after saying this, he picked up the teacup again, "But if the tea gets cold, it will be a real bummer."

The man took a sip and frowned slightly as if in embarrassment, but he sighed sincerely: "It's good tea, but it's too hot."

Ozaki Koyo had a vague feeling that Mori Ugai was not judging her tea, but she was too lazy to think too much about it.

"Then wait until it cools down before drinking it. But by then there probably won't be anything good to drink." The woman waved the folding fan in her hand gracefully and covered the lower half of her face with the open fan. She was already a little tired of this conversation.

"But if the tea doesn't want to cool down, that would be a problem..."

At first, Ozaki Koba thought that Mori Ou was talking to her, and immediately complained in her heart that this was just another new joke. However, when she realized that Mori Ou was talking to himself, she felt annoyed that she was being treated as a tool.

"If the leader came here just to tell jokes, then it seems inappropriate to occupy my nap time." The woman in kimono said unhappily.

And the man opposite her finally showed some intention to continue the conversation.

"Of course not," Mori Ogai said with a smile on his face, "Of course I have some questions for Ms. Ozaki."

Upon hearing this, Ozaki Koyo's expression became much more serious.

"I wonder what the result will be?"

The man was referring to the prisoners who were sent to the interrogation department yesterday.

It was indeed a bit unreasonable to ask for intelligence in just one day, but it also showed Mori Ogai's belief in the ability of the interrogation department. Ozaki Koyo, who was proficient in interrogation, naturally completed the task very smoothly.

The red-haired woman raised her chin modestly and told the information she had obtained.

"…That's about it. As long as you have a strong wish, you can see that forum. It sounds like it's not difficult to summon that urban legend. But it's really hard to imagine that this thing that is simply like a child's fantasy is actually the fuse of the recent unrest."

Ozaki Kouyo raised her eyebrows. She was actually a little skeptical about the authenticity of this childish method.

But she also deeply understood that if the ability of this innocent king was real, the storm that the "universal wishing machine" could stir up in Yokohama would probably be even greater than the huge inheritance back then.

As the most powerful mafia organization in Yokohama, the Port Mafia cannot help but be tempted. Even if they don't recruit him for their own use, Mori Ogai, who is a legendary "Yokohama homosexual", will not allow such an unstable factor to roam around Yokohama.

"Is that so..." The black-haired man seemed to want to say something, but was immediately interrupted by the girl next to him.

"Rintaro, I want to go out and play!" The girl with blond hair and blue eyes pouted her lips. Even her willful look was so cute that people couldn't bear to blame her.

The same was true for Sen Ouwai, but after just a few words, he was persuaded by the girl to go out and play.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Ms. Ozaki. I have to take my leave now."

Putting on an indulgent expression, Mori Oo spoke to Ozaki Koyo with a hint of helplessness, like a father who is helpless with his willful daughter.

"Then I won't see you off." Ozaki Kouyo was no longer surprised by this scene. She hoped that Mori Ougai would not come here to play tricks. She would not be bothered by seeing this big Buddha statue anymore.

Chasing the girl who couldn't wait to the corridor, the little girl called Alice finally behaved a little better.

"Alice must be very lonely being alone." Mori Ogai pretended to wipe away his tears and spoke to himself, ignoring the disgusted expression of the little girl next to him.

"It's decided. We still need to find a playmate of the same age for Alice-chan." Without waiting for the girl to react, the man made the decision on his own.

Alice turned her head away in annoyance. Somewhere outside the French window, there seemed to be——

The girl's eyes were suddenly covered by the man.

"Some things are better not to be seen."

In the deserted corridor, Mori Ougai seemed to be giving some meaningless advice to the humanoid superpower in his heart, or he seemed to be talking to himself.