Different from the ordinary mafia, the fighting between people with different abilities and those with different abilities is about skill.

As far as his [Plunder] is concerned, it is difficult to activate as long as you are not close.

In this regard, [Rashomon] is much more convenient.

Takigawa Yuichi leaned against the window and carefully analyzed the situation, but he couldn't help coughing twice as the smoke and dust spread.

The pungent feeling in the lungs was like being forced into alcohol at the beginning, and it was difficult to even breathe.

Takigawa Yu, who never expected Akutagawa to endure such a level, pressed the root of his nose with a headache.

"Have you found it?" he said softly.

System: "What?"

"That guy's movements are getting sluggish."

After being nailed to the wall by Akutagawa's Rashomon, the insane psychic screamed unwillingly.

But no matter what, he couldn't raise his hand.

This is the consequence of not plundering new vitality after the power is overused.

From the awakening of this ability, Takigawa Yuichi already knew his end.

He was born with evil bones, and was born with slaughter.

If you don't kill people, you can't live.

Light doesn't really fit him.

The system was silent for a moment: "So that's why you kept a bunch of guinea pigs?"

Takikawa Yuyi tilted his head and smiled lightly: "It's rude, someone has a name."

system:"?"

Takigawa Yuichi: "Xiaobai No. 1, Xiaobai No. 2... The one I killed yesterday was Xiaobai No. 578."

The gushing blood stained the ground, and it was not until Akutagawa Ryunosuke walked in front of him that Takigawa Yuichi noticed what he was holding in his hand.

Takigawa Yuichi frowned in distress: "Akutagawa-kun, when I said I wanted his head, I didn't mean that I really needed you to pack the head with me."

"..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent and let go of his hand mercilessly.

The twisted, bloody head fell to the ground with gravity, and tumbled to one side.

"I'm sorry." He said in a harsh voice, "Next..."

Takigawa Yuichi said "Huh?" and stood up straight: "There is nothing to apologize for, you have completed the task and done a good job."

A hand fell on his head.

This is the second time that Akutagawa Ryunosuke has been touched.

Compared to the discomfort and resistance the first time, he raised his eyes subconsciously this time.

Cadre Takigawa faced him, his snow-colored eyelashes drooping gently. His brows and eyes were still cold, but the light-colored iris was gilded by sunlight. That's not pity or sympathy. When cadre Takigawa looks at a person, he is looking at a person.

In a trance, Akutagawa Ryunosuke seemed to understand why so many people followed each other in the port mafia.

"Grow up quickly, Akutagawa."

In the rich black, something warm lit up.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke bit his lower lip, trying to remember the moment with the blood that filled his mouth.

"Yes."

He clenched his fists, his face pale.

Unlike before, this time, Akutagawa Ryunosuke bowed his head willingly.

"T, Dazai-sama."

At the third marker on the map, next to a black car, a sturdy man in a suit bowed his head timidly.

"That...what are you doing?"

Osamu Dazai hummed happily and shook the beaker: "Mix the pan/wood/turtle/alkaloid with alcohol, it is said to be delicious."

...isn't that poisonous?

The Mafia looked at each other, wondering for a while whether they should stop the other party's dangerous behavior.

How can say that Dazai-sama is also a valuable ability user of the port mafia, and he is also a leader candidate for the leader. Maybe he will become a leader like Takigawa-sama in a few years——

All in all, if Dazai-sama dies here, they will definitely be shot!

The men in suits who thought so were just about to stop, but an impatient voice came from above.

"Let him drink."

Zhongyuan Zhong also jumped from a height with his hat, and the windbreaker behind him drew a sharp arc with the movement.

Dazai Osamu glanced at him: "You scared them, Chuya."

The typical villain complains first.

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth: "Don't you have a mission? Why are you here?"

Osamu Dazai squatted in the corner and silently poured a little of the liquid in the beaker into the ant colony delivering food: "I already finished it, but you, the report hasn't finished yet."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongya: "How do you know I haven't finished writing it?"

Dazai Osamu raised his chin, showing a half-smiley look: "Because the one you wrote was thrown away by me."

Thanks to Yuichi's ability, he entered Chuya Nakahara's office this morning, it was like entering no man's land.

Zhongyuan Zhong also squeezed his fists and rattled. His anger seemed to be approaching the limit soon, but Osamu Dazai held his chin and told him innocently:

"You'd better not make any noise, if you plan to expose it, you will curse for a while."

"..."

For the port mafia, for the port mafia.

Zhongyuan Zhong also recited this twice in his heart.

If it wasn't for Dazai's usefulness, he would kill him sooner or later.

The poor ant colony struggled for a while and then died. Osamu Dazai estimated the time and decided to put this suicide method out of the plan.

Too long and it looks painful.

Although he is always chased and beaten by Zhongyuan Zhongyao, Dazai Osamu is actually the type who is afraid of pain.

However, probably no one cares about that.

"Then what?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked.

Osamu Dazai: "What?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth: "Didn't you come to help?"

Dazai Osamu thought about the definition of the word "help".

"No," he replied, "I just came to see what Yuichi would do, and bring the backpack that Q dropped by the way."

After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he pointed to the cute red satchel on a man in a suit behind him.

The round eyes on the satchel formed a sharp contrast with the humiliating man in a suit wearing sunglasses.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "What kind of game is this for parents to bring their children?"

Dazai Osamu: "Q? No, that kid is so vicious that I always have the idea of ​​forging his death as an accident."

As Dazai Osamu's voice fell, an unrecognizable doll in the messenger bag fell off.

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at it, and the word [Dazai] was written mercilessly on it.

"Look." Dazai Osamu said perfunctorily, "I have endured so hard until now."

"Ha." Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered, "Deserving it."

Dazai Osamu clapped his hands. He threw the beaker behind him at will, an unexpected move that startled the mafia who had been waiting.

Despite frantic attempts to pick it up, the liquid in the beaker unfortunately spilled all over the hand.

so weak. It seems that it has been quiet here for too long.

Dazai Osamu came to this conclusion.

He raised his head and looked at this hidden corner, his eyes fell on the two familiar shadows by the window of the distant building.

Akutagawa was touched, but did not resist.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised the brim of his hat, with a puzzled tone: "When did Takigawa and Akutagawa get along so well?"

Dazai said nothing. His face was shrouded in shadows, and his expression darkened.

But if you look closely, there are indeed dark tides in those kite-colored eyes.

"Who knows."

After a long time, Osamu Dazai laughed.

"Maybe Yuichi did something unnecessary."

"so boring"

Yuichi Takigawa, who returned to the ambush point, quickly entered the role of Spinita.

So when Rey followed Gin's instructions and moved to this side, all he saw was him yawning with his gun in his hands.

And, of course, the wreckage of the sandwich next to it.

"Are you here for a picnic?" Rye asked.

Scotland used the scope to observe the movement of the vehicle and didn't bother to pay attention to him, but Spinita angrily took out a piece of bread and gnawed it.

"I've said that I won't snipe. Gin must let me work overtime. What can I do?"

For a moment, Ley thought he was right.

"Anything else?" For some reason, Rey asked while observing Scotland's reaction, "I didn't eat breakfast either."

Sure enough, Scotland simply stopped working, and looked back at him coldly.

"Aren't you in a relationship with that Miyano-san?" Spinita replied indifferently, "What about the love breakfast?"

Rye didn't really want to talk about the subject: "You're pretty well-informed."

Spinita: "Ah, it's pathetic to be hated by my girlfriend."

Rye: "Why didn't you say Scotland?"

Spinita shocked: 'Scotland has a girlfriend?'

After he finished speaking, the bread choked in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Scotland frowned and patted him on the back.

"That was the trade partner of my last mission." Scotland explained coldly, lifting his eyelids to look at Rye, "When did you have a hobby of making up things?"

Rey shrugged and didn't answer.

Thinking of the look in Bourbon's eyes last night when he said a fight would be emotional, Rye seemed to have an epiphany.

But Scotland and Bourbon seem to have a good relationship too - an iron triangle? Love triangle?

Rey, who was too lazy to think about the complicated relationship, sat down with a gun: "The plan has changed, Gin has me here on standby."

Spinita wondered, "When does a place need two snipers?"

Rye: "Think of the good."

Spinita: "?"

Ley: "Maybe our work is over."

"..."

hateful! Your work is over, his work is about to begin!

Takigawa Yuichi, who didn't know anything about Gin or Plan BCD, gritted his teeth. He tried to stimulate his overworked mind these days, but his anxiety made his breathing quicken.

The boy covered his lips with his hands, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

It was a light move, but it was spotted by Scotland anyway.

"What's wrong?" Scotland asked.

"It's fine," Spinita replied quickly, her fingers clenched subconsciously.

Due to Ley's presence, Scotland did not continue to ask questions. He tried to calmly withdraw his gaze, not noticing Ley's gaze on Spinita's fingertips.

"I'll go out," said Rey.

The door was closed behind him, and Rye tuned the headset to the original channel.

"everything is normal."

[Continue to stare, Rum suspects Scotland's identity is suspicious]

The cold sound of the gin is accurately transmitted through the electronic device.

"Oh, I forgot to mention one more thing, do you want to guess?"

After the noisy electric current passed, a sneer came from the opposite side: [It seems that you are very proud recently. 】

Faced with such a threat, Rey leaned against the wall beside the door indifferently.

"I'm kind." He replied, looking forward to Gin Jiu's current expression, "Your bird is vomiting blood and looks fragile and will die soon."

【…】

There was no sound from the headset.

Ley couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Hey Gin, are you listening?"