Oda and I met by chance. Although we were not friends, we still had some friendship.
He paid for the milk for me and took me back to the building in Hong Kong.
Although after hearing that I arrived because I was lost, Lupin was quite speechless.
"By the way," before we parted, Oda suddenly stopped me, as if he had made up his mind, and his tone was full of warning, "With Mafia's strength, it is completely impossible to arrange a hotel for you. Is it possible? But he has arranged such a simple residence for you now. If the mafia is not guaranteed, there are other reasons. You have to be careful, don't let the killer touch your pillow one day. "
To be honest, I was quite surprised when I heard this.
Firstly, I didn’t expect that Oda would remind me so much, and secondly, I didn’t expect that Mori Ogai’s kindness would have so many layers of meaning.
But based on what he said, Mori Ogai did indeed call me a "very powerful person" at that time. So, probably because of this, he had to be on guard against me.
Alas, I am still too young.
"Thank you, Mr. Odasaku." After a moment of silence, I replied.
Probably feeling the change in my inner mood, Oda smiled with satisfaction.
After rubbing his hands to warm them again, he put them into his coat pockets and walked into the night with his waist hunched over.
Is the back of Oda Sakunosuke always so lonely?
Thinking of this, my lips pursed tighter, and my eyes couldn't help but feel moist and sour. Finally, he raised his head and swallowed the tears together with the sigh.
Now is not the time to cry.
…
Early the next day.
I barely managed to push my body up and sit up from the bed.
There is no way, this bed is too hard, no one can stand it after sleeping all night.
After I got up, I roughly made up the bed and tidied myself up. Then I looked at my pocket watch and found that it was only half past six.
Yes, it just gave me half an hour to memorize the layout of the Hong Kong and Black Building.
I put on my hat, lowered my head, and deliberately put on a weak pale smile on my face. I put my hands in my trouser pockets and walked slowly in the corridor.
It was still early, so there were not many Hong Kong and Black staff in the corridor. But almost everyone who passes by me can’t help but turn around and take a second look.
very good.
Walking, I arrived at the leader's door exactly at seven o'clock. Such punctuality is also thanks to Mr. Kunikida's careful cultivation.
"Morning, Kirihara." At 7:01, Nakahara Chuuya strode over, his suit jacket swinging behind him.
"Morning, Mr. Chuuya." I waved.
"'Mr. Chuuya' is too harsh. Just call me Chuuya." Nakahara Chuuya glanced at me lightly.
Raising his wrist to glance at his watch, he raised his hand to knock on the door. Seeing this, I took a few steps back.
"You can come in too." Zhongyuan Zhongya reminded.
Good guy, you let me in again. Didn't you let me in last time?
Sure enough, as Oda said, there is something fishy in Mafia.
I nodded calmly and followed closely behind Nakahara Chuuya.
"Ah, Chuuya, Azawa..." Ogai Mori glanced out the window one last time with nostalgia, then turned to say hello.
Zhongyuan Zhongye took off his hat and bowed. Seeing this, I also followed suit.
But to be honest, I was a little disappointed: I expected to see the heroic scene of Mori Ogai changing Alice's dress.
"Hey, Azawa, how were you last night?" Mori Ogai's eyes turned to me, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a shallow smile appeared.
"It's okay, it's just that my back hurts a little." I replied.
After hearing this, an obscure emotion suddenly flashed across Mori Ogai's eyes.
"Azawa, as long as you promise me one thing, I will promise to change a room for you." Mori Ogai raised his index finger and gently touched his lips.
"What?" I asked nervously.
"Promise to let Chuuya become your Taijutsu teacher."
"Okay." I replied readily.
To be honest, I was relieved because of this, otherwise I would have thought that I was going to participate in some high-risk mission, but in the end I was just recognizing a teacher.
I was worried that I was not good at physical skills and had no acquaintance in Hong Kong, so I just took this opportunity to get close to Zhongyuan Zhongya.
"Chuuya, did you hear that?" Mori Ogai glanced at Nakahara Chuuya with a slightly threatening look.
"As you command." Nakahara Chuuya's face showed no emotion, only that he put his hat on his belly and bowed respectfully.
"Also, Chuuya," Mori Ogai greeted again, "Recently, there are people in the West Port who are always trying to rob our goods. Find a suitable time and take Azawa to see the world. Not this time. Trouble Black Lizard."
"Yes..." Although Zhongyuan Zhongya hesitated, he still agreed.
"It doesn't matter," Mori Ogai comforted, "at worst, we can just ask them to repay us double the losses we incurred during this period."
Looking at Mori Ogai's indifferent smile, I immediately shuddered.
I don’t even dare to think deeply about what this so-called “double repayment” is.
But it was obvious that Zhongyuan Zhongya on the side had long been used to it. A similar smile appeared on his face and he said calmly: "I understand."
Seeing Haranaka turn around and prepare to leave, my brain suddenly shut down for no reason, and I stood there wandering around wondering if I should bow to Mori Ogai.
In the end, I ran away in a hurry when Mori Ogai made a "pop!"
Your Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi, what should I do if I accidentally made the leader of the Hong Kong gang laugh? Waiting online, quite urgent.
"What are you doing?" Zhongyuan Zhongya asked with a raised eyebrow as he went out again.
"Research new ways to commit suicide." I muttered quietly.
"What?"
"Ahem, it's okay." I coughed to hide my embarrassment.
"Speaking of which," I asked with some confusion, "why does the leader want to ask my opinion? Wouldn't it be better to just send you to be my teacher?"
"Um... probably because... I accidentally kicked his leg off when I was training my subordinate..." Nakahara Chuya clenched his hands into fists and put them against his lower lip, with a strange blush appearing on his cheeks.
After hearing this, I finally understood the meaning of the emotion that flashed in Mori Ogai's eyes at that time.
"So Chuuya, when will we start training?" I asked anxiously.
"Start right away."
"Huh?" I opened my mouth wide, and the persona I had managed to maintain collapsed instantly.
"Why, haven't you always been looking forward to 'killing yourself'? I'll let you enjoy it enough this time." Nakahara Chuuya said sarcastically.
I sighed, and when I thought about the difficult days ahead, I suddenly lost the courage to argue.
Zhongyuan Zhong also ignored me and just walked side by side with me on the black tile floor of Hong Kong.
The faint light from the morning sun slanted above us, outlining the unique and tender outlines of young people.
The sound of our footsteps carried far away, as far as an invisible square inch.
