When he came out of the infirmary, Yuichi Takigawa was full of humiliation.

He clenched his fists, probably because his expression was too distorted, even Ozaki Hongye, who was guarding outside the door, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Dazai Osamu finally covered his stomach and laughed.

"I was scolded by the doctor."

"—It's so inflamed that you still dare to touch the water! Are you mafia pretending to be paste in your brains! ... and so on."

"Hmph." Yuichi Takigawa snorted.

He rubbed his ears that were hurt by the roar, and said solemnly, "I will take revenge."

"..."

"Recognize the reality, Yuichi." After a brief silence, Dazai curved his lips happily, "You will only be scolded again."

Takigawa Yuichi: "..."

Oh, never again.

How can it be that serious.

I just witnessed the shocking wound in the infirmary, and Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a headache while pressing the root of his nose: "Isn't this a question of whether you will be scolded. Takikawa, don't you feel pain yourself?"

Takigawa Yuu thought for a while.

"Pain clears the mind," he answered rightfully, re-buttoning the cuffs of his coat, "and it didn't interfere with my fight."

It turns out that Takikawa's principle of judging whether a wound needs treatment or not is whether it can fight.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked bad, and suddenly felt that the biggest enemy who threatened Takigawa's life was himself.

Ango Sakaguchi, who was guarding the door, looked away silently. He waited here for a long time with the document in his hand, thinking that something had happened, and it turned out to be such a thing.

Obviously with such a beautiful face...

As expected of a vicious fighting group.

"Excuse me." Sakaguchi Ango coughed and interjected with a serious expression, "Takikawa, the data about the USB flash drive you just handed over to me has been exported."

"Although I just browsed it roughly and haven't had time to sort it out, one of the documents made me a little concerned."

A neatly bound document was handed to the boy.

Yuichi Takigawa stretched out his hand to take it, and his eyes paused for a moment when he touched the name on it.

[Takigawa Yuichi]

named after him.

What's the meaning? Was Momozawa Mayumi's original purpose to create a power user like him?

[August 5, sunny]

[Sherry and I received the information, and according to the gentleman's intention, we will officially carry out the drug research work for people with special abilities. ]

[August 11, rain]

[experiment failed]

[August 24, sunny]

[experiment failed]

...

[August 26, sunny]

[Received the first person with special abilities to participate in the experiment, and new progress has been made after extracting serum]

[September 1, rain]

[Experimenter dies, autopsy work, I honestly don't have any hope for this job]

After that, there was still a series of "experimental failures".

The simple words were full of despair, and Yu Takigawa couldn't help frowning when he remembered the unidentified superhuman he saw at the base that day.

He tutted irritably and turned to the last page of the information.

[October 27, rain]

[Meeting the boy named Yuichi Takigawa, if I can convince him to participate in the experiment, my Masaki might be able to come back]

"Momozawa Masaki", this is the name of the dead daughter of Momozawa Mayumi.

Possibly to protect her optimist husband, who is an ordinary man, Mako Momozawa gave her his surname.

But what does it have to do with him whether her daughter can come back from the dead?

Ah... not right.

A terrible thought flashed through his mind, Takigawa Yu raised his eyebrows and sneered as he closed the document.

"I take back what I said earlier." He stated calmly, "Miss Taoze is indeed mad to the point of helplessness."

Sakaguchi Ango was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Well..." Yuichi Takikawa replied vaguely, "Because in theory, [death], like [life], is an existence that can be plundered."

"But this kind of thing, rather than plundering, may be more appropriate to describe it as a transfer."

Only fools are willing to participate in their experiments.

If "Taoze Yazhi" comes back to life, wouldn't he have died young?

Dazai Osamu leaned against the window and sighed, "Hey, you're really popular, Yuichi."

Takigawa Yu said with a blank expression: "Thank you, I hope I can share such luck with you."

Doesn't it mean that Dazai has many enemies? Why has he worked here for so long, and he hasn't seen an enemy who hit Dazai's head?

"However, since I got the information back, it means that the threat has been lifted, right?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked with a frown.

"No." Osamu Dazai's tone was light, "According to the information just now, Miss Taozawa has a scientist colleague named Shirley."

"...Since it's so serious, why are you laughing?" Zhongyuan Zhong also clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

Dazai took it for granted: "Why only talk about me, look at Yuichi."

The blackness of sin occupied the entire sky, and when the night in Yokohama came, the boy's pale profile was illuminated by the moonlight.

Takigawa Yuyi grinned, and the clear and penetrating eyes were pure fighting intent.

"That's great," he said. "That means people will come to me every day for the rest of the day, right?"

The Central Plains also realized.

He really didn't listen to the doctor's words just now.

Step forward, knock on the door, and pull it open.

Chuya Nakahara's actions were smooth and smooth, and with a ruthless tone, he pierced Yu Takigawa's yearning for a better future.

"Sorry, Takigawa said he was going to fight, could you please repeat what you just said?"

The bright moonlight poured down like flowing water.

Takigawa Yu turned around and ran, but as soon as he took a step, the black-gloved hand accurately grabbed the back collar.

The door behind him was closed by the smiling Ozaki Momiji. Takikawa Yuichi stared at the terrifying white coat and silently made a decision in his heart.

What he hates most right now is not Dazai.

It's Mr. Zhongyuan.

【“Gin wine—”】

In Tokyo, the arrogant shout of a teenager came from the cubicle of the stronghold. Vodka stood outside and glanced at it secretly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This is the third time that Jin Jiu has played the video material. Although he didn't say anything, his murderous aura was almost overflowing through the crack of the door.

"I heard that the person who traded yesterday gave a gift of gin." Belmod sat on the chair and curled the corners of his lips leisurely, "Porsche 356A, what a coincidence you said."

It's really miserable, flattering on the horse's leg.

Chablis shook his head sympathetically: "They should have done their homework beforehand."

Belmod raised the glass gracefully: "I remember there was a note left in it, vodka, did you give it to the gin?"

Vodka: "..."

The eldest brother's mood is already bad enough, and now it's okay to see that note.

A drop of sweat dripped from Vodka's forehead, and just as he was about to speak, the door behind him was opened.

Qin Jiu lowered his eyes condescendingly: "What?"

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Chianti and Cohen, who were sitting in the distance, looked at each other and leaned to the side in unison.

The paper folded in two was handed out timidly, and after opening the gin, he glanced blankly.

[4.8 million, thank you for your patronage^v^]

[Takigawa]

The air was so frozen it was about to fall off ice.

Vodka swallowed, and just when everyone thought that the gin was about to explode, the latter laughed.

The laughter was low-pitched and full of anger, dangerous but charming in this setting.

Gin crumpled the note and threw it aside.

"Don't worry about him." After Gin finished speaking, his icy gaze fell to the side, "Bourbon, where did you go when you acted today?"

"..."

The blond man who had been leaning against the wall raised his eyes.

"(113, 47)." He reported the coordinates very calmly, "I was blocked by a man named Dazai on my way."

Dazai Oji.

Before Yuichi Takigawa appeared, he was the most annoying one.

Gin's face was ugly, and his fingertips rubbed the silver gun/body of Bo/Lai/Ta.

"Calvados is still in a coma, as for Scotland..." Bourbon paused here. "He looks bad."

In the case of being hit three times, Calvados can be brought back safely, which is already the luck of the misfortune in this mission.

Of course, Valley Zero, code-named Bourbon, doesn't think it's Yoichi's hand.

Before Scotland entered the treatment room, as a young tamer, he stood in the distance and glanced at each other from a distance.

It was Scotland that fired the gun itself.

In order not to make gin suspicious.

"Put away your sympathetic eyes." Jin Jiu glanced at him, and said indifferently after a while, "The organization didn't send you to do such a boring thing."

Bourbon shrugged and didn't speak again.

In such a situation, only Chablis dared to come forward without fear of death.

"What's that?" he said, pointing to a small device on Gin's hand.

"Suppressor."

"There are new ones? I thought it was all destroyed last time."

A piece of ash was shaken off, and Jinjiu looked over coldly: "You talk a lot today."

Code-named Chablis, Liu Daozong, who actually didn't want to do it for a long time, took the words very naturally: "I usually talk a lot of nonsense."

"...Shut up." The unbearable Gin sneered, "If you have nothing to do, go to the opposite side of the port mafia and stare at Takigawa."

Oh, then he will definitely be persecuted and then driven back.

Thinking of Yuichi Takigawa's demonic smile that day, Chablis once again remembered his undercover mission.

"I thought about it, I still have three tasks to do."

There are only three tasks for Chablis, and they were assigned two weeks ago.

If it weren't for the recent shortage of manpower, Chablis was sent by the gentleman himself, and Gin would have shot him now.

"Let's go." Gin, who was sober with anger at this time, said.

Vodka was stunned for a moment, and immediately followed.

However, when he walked to the lost Porsche, Gin had no intention of getting in the car.He stared at the perfectly painted door for a moment, then suddenly pulled a hand out of his pocket.

A note hidden in the rearview mirror was pulled out.

Gin lowered his eyes and looked at the familiar font on the note.

[I knew you would throw it away.Again, 4.8 million, thank you for your patronage]

[PPS: You are always welcome to come and fight with me]

[Takikawa ^v^]

[Ah, by the way, I also hid three of them.Come on, Gin-Junior!Don't get angry with your body.]

[Of course, I'll pray for you if you're pissed.]

...

Looking at the note, Vodka's clothes were almost soaked in cold sweat.

"Big, big brother." He asked cautiously in a low voice, "Are you still going?"

I found another gin at the front of the car:  …

Why is he wasting time here playing kid's games.

Gloomy-faced Gin stuffed the paper ball into his pocket.

"Walk."