Chapter 064 Councillor Mori

Mori Ogai actually thought about what it would be like to meet his other self, but when he saw the other person in person, all those thoughts disappeared in an instant.

They are the same person, and even if their different experiences lead to different futures, their thoughts and ideas are the same.

So, those tricks that we use to tell others are no longer useful.

Sen Ou looked up at the person who pushed the door open. The person was dressed very similarly to him, except that he was without the blood-red scarf.

As for appearance, there is nothing much to say, he looks exactly like him, but you can tell that he is perhaps a little older than me.

"Oh my, it's been a long time since I saw Rintaro like this." Alice came out from behind Chidori and said while staring at Mori Ougai in front of her.

Not far away, Alice, who was sitting in the office and was set up like a tea party, also ran over.

They really looked exactly alike. The two girls chatted about something, then held hands and walked to the side to drink afternoon tea.

"Since this is our first meeting, I guess I don't need to introduce myself." Chidori chuckled and sat down naturally on the sofa a few steps ahead.

This is where Mori Ou occasionally communicates with his officers. It is a very suitable place to rest, gazing at the beautiful scenery of Yokohama, drinking some wine and chatting.

Sen Ou was not surprised at all. He just stood up and sat opposite him. There was a bottle of fine red wine on the table.

Instead, he spoke to Dazai Osamu who was standing beside him, and said calmly, "Dazai-kun seems to be doing well."

Dazai Osamu waved his hands lazily. He stayed up too late last night playing games with Edogawa Ranpo, so he didn't have much energy this morning.

He had complicated feelings towards Mori Ogai. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings towards Mori Ogai, who taught him. However, the fact that he had plotted against him and Oda was enough to make him completely cold-hearted towards the person in front of him.

But now, there is no need for it. Besides, if he is going to be an heir in the future, his relationship with Hong Kong/Black should not be too bad.

Dazai Osamu looked at the two people who were smiling hypocritically, and he really thought that Mr. Mori in this other world's idea would not succeed.

The current Hong Kong/Heilongjiang has fully grown after the war of leadership, so even if there is an information gap, it will at most be shaken for a while.

But he was very curious about what these two people would talk about and what conclusions they would come to.

"Dazai-kun, you didn't have lunch, right? Go have something to eat with Alice." Chidori turned around and spoke to Dazai Osamu gently.

Alice was in a position where she could hear their conversation but not disturb them at will.

Dazai Osamu stared at him expressionlessly for a while, made a loud "huh" sound, turned around and mixed in between the two Alices.

If you don't let him speak, he won't even want to listen. Why should we care about what two perverted uncles are talking about?

"Dazai-kun...you've definitely changed a bit." Mori Ogai looked at Dazai Osamu's back and said with some surprise.

Dazai Osamu is hated in Hong Kong/Black because he holds real power and is busy. Although he occasionally quarrels with Nakahara Chuuya, in the eyes of most people, the other party is gloomy and terrifying, and is a demon who controls people's hearts.

Dazai Osamu seems to be much more relaxed now, perhaps because the bandages have been removed, and those iris-colored eyes are no longer filled with the black mud of death.

"Maybe it's because he knows exactly what to do next and my purpose towards him." Chidori said slowly, reaching out to pour the decanted wine into the two people's glasses.

But it is clear because Chidori forced Dazai Osamu to accept his status as his successor, and he really has no purpose towards Dazai other than this expectation.

Right now, Dazai probably thinks that he should just accept it first and then decide if he can do anything about it later.

Mori Owl didn't say much. After all, he was the one who let the diamond go. There was no point in regretting what had been done.

"It seems that you are better at raising children than I am. I don't know why the children I raised seemed to hate me." Mori Ougai complained as if he was chatting, with a distressed look on his face.

It was clearly he who invited Chidori first, but he had no intention of saying anything about practical benefits. It seems that he still wants to take the initiative.

But Chidori could understand that another self suddenly appeared and was directly tricked. Even now what he needed was in someone else's hands. He must be a little unhappy.

Mori Ouwai picked up the wine glass and looked at himself in the other person's eyes, frowning imperceptibly when he met the other person's gaze.

It's like looking at an ignorant child, tolerant, accepting everything yet isolating everything, a gaze looking down from a high position.

Dazai Osamu laughed when he saw Mori Ogai frowning. Mori Ogai looked at everyone like this, and he thought Mori Ogai would be different.

But obviously, even if it is another self, in the eyes of the other party, it is no big deal.

Chidori noticed this, of course. He coughed lightly, calmed down his emotions, and took the initiative to speak: "I think you should not just say this when you meet me. There is no need to say unnecessary words. We can speak directly to each other."

After saying this, as if to show his sincerity, he took out a black envelope from his coat and pushed it directly to Mori Ougai.

Inside is the [Supernatural Permit] officially issued by Moriogai for the purpose of doing all this.

Mori Ogai picked up the envelope but did not open it. He just lowered his eyes and looked at it for a few seconds. When he raised his head, a gentle smile appeared on his face again. Even Chidori could not guess what he was thinking.

"I understand. The passage of time is truly magical. I never thought that I would become like you in the future."

Sen Ouwai spoke softly, and at this moment he no longer said hypocritical words. He directly and straightforwardly expressed his disgust for his other self.

Even though he was holding the envelope in his gloved hand, you could still see his slender fingers tapping his thigh with the envelope.

Mori Ou propped up his head, raised his foxy eyes with a smile, and said casually: "The Hong Kong/Black Association will be responsible for 50% of the funding for your proposal and provide relevant manpower and resources."

He stated directly the conditions he could offer. Although he was smiling at the moment, the gentle aura he had always had was disappearing.

As if standing firm in the mud of the abyss, the posture and aura of a Hong Kong/gangster boss were fully revealed, and an invisible sense of oppression filled the entire office.

The man facing this intimidating aura just narrowed his eyes slightly, still smiling, and gently uttered two words: "Not enough."

A psychic license, perhaps these costs are acceptable, but now it is more than just a psychic license.

Dazai Osamu could see that Minato/Kuro could not disappear, and Chidori could certainly see that too, and he certainly did not have the time to make this organization disappear bit by bit.

Although he did intend to do so at the beginning, now that he has realized the importance of the "Three-minute Concept" in Yokohama, he has indeed backed off a little.

But this does not mean that he will not suppress them again. After all, the size of their strength still has a certain impact.

Therefore, handing the supernatural license that makes Minato/Hei powerful to Mori Ou is to make Minato/Hei more powerful with your own hands, and it also means that Chidori will no longer suppress the development of Minato/Hei.

Adding these, the value of what Mori Owl proposed is certainly not enough.

Morio looked at Dazai Osamu, then slowly looked at Chidori and gave the same answer: "That's enough."

If Dazai Osamu really becomes the successor, then whether Hong Kong/Black people will cooperate is also an important point. Although Dazai Osamu is still missing now, it is definitely not as easy as it is now after being identified as a defector.

Dazai Osamu didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he was curious about what Chidori would do. After all, it was this guy who brought him here, so he would naturally have to bear any consequences.

Chidori held his head with his black hair tied loosely, some of it scratching the corners of his raised mouth. He showed no weakness: "You can clearly distinguish between the present and the future, right? Besides, do you think I would leave without any preparation?"

Instead of worrying about the future of Dazai Osamu in office, it is better to think about how Hong Kong/Heihei will continue to develop without the supernatural license.

They both knew that they should not reveal their bottom line at the beginning of the negotiation, but now it is obvious that both of them know this very well.

His proposal does not conflict with the interests of Hong Kong and the Black Sea, and is even as good for Yokohama as his. If I must say, it is beneficial.

What Chidori wants is only conditions that benefit him, which is certainly not enough.

Mori Ougai and he maintained the same smile, they were like looking in the mirror, but they had different thoughts in their hearts.

He sighed helplessly, and as if to compromise, he took out two silver handwritten notes, which could command the existence of people under the leader in Hong Kong/Heilongjiang.

"You should understand that if I want, the ability license is not necessary. The development of Hong Kong/Black will not stop, but you--" He leaned forward and gently pushed the Silver Handwritten Order in front of Chidori, his voice was very soft, "You will leave eventually."

It's just time. What I lack most right now is myself.

Besides, this is my world. As an outsider, you should have a limit on how much you can interfere.

Chidori raised his eyebrows and actually laughed out loud at this time. He looked at Mori Ou, and also leaned over. His hand, also wrapped in a white glove, lightly tapped on the silver edict on the table.

This is not only an opportunity to use Chuuya Nakahara, but also an opportunity for Mori Ooga to compromise and allow Hong Kong/Heihei to help without restrictions twice.

This is an attitude shown to Chidori, and also a support for Dazai Osamu.

The two identical hands were only a few millimeters away from touching each other, and when they raised their eyes, the two pairs of purple-red eyes looked at each other, clearly seeing any emotions in each other's eyes.

But no one would move forward a little bit, and Chidori just slowly withdrew the two silver orders.

"Regarding the funding of the proposal, I hope that Hong Kong/Triad will be responsible for 80% and the rest will be supplemented by the Special Ability Bureau."

He said this in a conciliatory manner, indicating that he accepted Mori Ogai's conditions, and casually put Yin's handwritten letter aside.

Mori Ou was silent for a while, then he clapped his hands with a smile and replied, "Of course you can."

The proposal is not just to renovate Yokohama, it is a large-scale renovation that affects this neon city. The funds involved are not a small amount, and what Fitzgerald has is not enough.

It would be too troublesome to negotiate this money with the higher authorities, so it would be better to let the Hong Kong/Black people pay it directly. Anyway, their money is not that clean.

After the two of them reluctantly came to an agreement in a formal manner, they all relaxed a bit. This kind of guessing thing really was very exhausting.

They are not real enemies, so there is no need to draw swords and make a fool of themselves. It is enough to get what you want.

Mori Ouwai swung his wine glass, looked at the person opposite him, and asked curiously: "You and I have the same experience, right? Why did we take different paths?"

"Who said it's the same?" Chidori replied, holding his head, looking at Mori Ogai and chuckling, "Do you want to hear it?"

Mori Owl was somewhat surprised. After all, in the past, this kind of existence that constituted a human being always had many weaknesses and flaws.

Perhaps knowing what Mori Ou was thinking, Chidori spread out her hands, raised her head and said arrogantly and confidently: "I don't mind."

My past will never be my weakness or soft spot. The pain that made me suffer makes me stronger.

Only the weak would care about these things. Suffering and hardship are the highlights of his life. Only these things can make Chidori sit here now.