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Not a pleasant dream, but not too bad, how should I put it.

It should be... nostalgic and a little sad, right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also dreamed of his past.

——As the king of sheep, he still stays in the days of sheep.

The sheep are a group of minors. The oldest ones are only sixteen or seventeen years old. If they are young, they are all under ten years old. The party or the detective agency are longer, but even so, most of the members of the sheep in the past, Zhong also has a little bit of trouble remembering, or in other words, Zhongyuan also consciously wants to forget, although at that time It's not that there are no good memories during this period, but sure enough... the pain and helplessness are still deeper.

As the king of sheep, he was betrayed by the subordinates he protected, even stabbed back, even if he was instigated, maliciously seduced, and deliberately alienated, in the end he was too bad and incompetent as the leader, he would just blindly accommodate, not If you can guide, you can't make your subordinates trust you, which will eventually lead to the collapse of the sheep.

——Obviously in the beginning, everyone was not like that.

The deformity of the sheep was well-known among the organizations in Radium Boulevard in Yokohama at that time. A group of imps who were not strong or even immature were able to keep the resources safe and sound, all relying on the protection of Nakahara Chuya as the leader. The terrible gravity will destroy all existences that are not good for the sheep, and he is too soft-hearted, and he rarely refuses the requests of his subordinates.

It is only because of the gravity that the Central Plains is there, so other organizations did not attack the sheep.

A leader who doesn't look like a leader at all and a sheep who doesn't look like an organization at all.

"This is really strange, why do you dream about things like the past?"

Nakahara Chuya muttered to himself, stretched out his hand and touched his waist, there was a scar that had faded a lot, it was not very conspicuous, it was caused by Shirase stabbing it with a knife.

Compared with the injuries suffered since he became a Mafia cadre, this scar is obviously much insignificant, but the pain and disbelief he experienced is more unforgettable than all the scars on his body combined.

But even so, when Zhong Zhong saw the boy who had hurt him again in his dream, he was just a little dazed, without the slightest resentment at all. He opened his blue eyes and looked at the man in the dream. When he was looking at himself, the trusting look in his eyes, he reacted belatedly——

Ah, so it was still at that time.

At the time when the bastard Dazai did not maliciously alienate the relationship, the sheep still trusted himself and relied too much on himself.

"Chuya, come back early today."

"Ah..." Zhong also looked at a little girl who was familiar to him but couldn't name her anyway, running towards him, said this with a bright smile, he hesitated in reply, and then there was no more .After all, they were unilaterally broken up at the beginning, so that it would be extremely awkward to imagine seeing each other again, so even in a dream, Zhong Yuanzhong was at a loss and didn't know what to say at all.

"Suddenly I didn't want to go out, so I came back." Zhong also looked at the little girl in front of him who was looking up at him, but he still didn't want to use an ending sound to put her in a perfunctory way, so he couldn't help but add another sentence.

"Really? That's great! I always go out early recently and don't have much time to spend with us." The smile on the little girl's face was a little sweeter. She is one of the youngest among the sheep. What Zhong Ye said, he stretched out his hand in anticipation, and made a gesture of hugging.

Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug him, and the soft little girl put her arms around his neck, and got close to him without any doubt.

"Although I know Zhongye is very busy, but, as expected, I still want to stay with Zhongye."

The little girl muttered, "It would be nice to stay with us a little longer."

"Sorry." Nakahara Zhongya comforted subconsciously, even though he knew it was a dream, he still showed an apologetic expression.

"Hey, don't cause trouble for Zhongya." A young man looked at the helpless exit here, "Zhongya is not just hanging out, he is suppressing the forces around him, thanks to those nasty mafia Zhong also dare not speak!"

"That's right, Chuya doesn't have time to accompany you, but we also need to help collect information, and we can help a little." Another boy also said, showing a kind of simple and honest smile, "If there is enough information, Chuya It will be easier too."

"It doesn't matter if you have intelligence or not, it's impossible for such a powerful Zhong to lose."

"Speaking of which, the last time someone from an organization got close to us, some people from our organization were almost implicated. It's really annoying, Chuya, please, go and get rid of them."

"With Zhongye's superpowers, our sheep are almost invincible! Let them know the fate of messing with our sheep."

The teenagers chattered loudly, with arrogance and self-willedness and taking it for granted.

At this time, the sheep really trusted Zhongyuan Chuya, and would not hesitate to raise any problems with him, and did not treat him as an outsider at all. However, their too young age also made them lack limits in thinking and doing things. Think more, rely on your temper and emotion to do things when encountering things, this is almost a fatal flaw for an organization, no group can survive entirely on sensibility.

Among them, they are not incompetent. Many of them are good at collecting intelligence. As long as they are well guided, they are not hopeless.

The sheep did not perish, the reason for its existence is that the Central Plains is strong enough and has a good temper, thinking of the kindness of taking in the newly born self with nothing in the past, basically would not refuse the request of the sheep, but this kind of indulgence has become □□ .

A group of young and full-blooded little ghost heads happen to be the age most likely to have conflicts and think too much. There are no adults in the entire organization, and even the leaders are immature teenagers—or, as the leader, Zhongyuan Zhong It is also one of the youngest in the organization. If the 15-year-old Nakahara Chuya is calculated from the birth of actual consciousness, he is only eight years old. He is also at an impulsive age and does not understand the meaning of the leader at all. It's just that it's enough to solve the existence that is not good for the organization by one's own strength.

All on his own.

He is clearly the leader, but he habitually takes everything on his shoulders, thus giving the young subordinates the illusion that they can entrust him with everything, so that in the end, it becomes difficult for him to move even if he is not in the middle.

This is not like an organization, but a group of little devils who still depend on their parents and cannot be independent.

This is why they finally betrayed Zhongye of the Central Plains.

Under the deliberate temptation of Osamu Dazai, they were frightened by the possibility of Chuya joining the port mafia, and they couldn't help being afraid of the future without Chuya Chuya's unconditional protection. At this time, "just so" there was another organization willing to take them in. An organization that promises stability and the leader who may abandon them to join the port mafia. They selfishly chose the former. Even Zhongyuan Zhong never thought of leaving. Later, he joined the mafia to save the life of the sheep from the port mafia. .

The kindness that the Central Plains gave them asylum was still defeated by their selfishness and self-fear. Even if some of them hesitated about this, they acquiesced in the herd mentality and stood on the opposite side.

Whose fault is this?

Everyone is wrong.

The 22-year-old mature Zhongyuan Zhong has also seen through the past.

He doesn't hate anyone, he just keeps this lesson in his heart, and the scar of betrayal on his waist has not been removed, which has become one of the things that Zhongyuan Zhongye cares most about in principle.

Because he understands the pain of being betrayed, he attaches great importance to his commitment and allegiance, and is unwilling to betray others.

Own promise... and allegiance?

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked blankly at himself in the dream, and stood in the office of the chief of the port mafia building in a blink of an eye.

Dazai threatened to force him to join the mafia, but he was finally convinced by the idea of ​​the leader Mori Ogai. He knelt on the ground and made a declaration of allegiance.

[The so-called leader, while commanding the organization, is also the slave of the entire organization. For the survival and interests of the organization, he must be willing to commit himself to thousands of filth, train his subordinates, use them in the most appropriate position, and if necessary, use them up Abandoning is also a choice without hesitation, as long as it is for the sake of the organization, no matter how inhumane things are willing to do, this is the leader. ]

All for the port mafia, all for protecting Yokohama, the city he loves so much.

This is something that is also lacking in the Central Plains. He is too soft-hearted, pays too much attention to feelings, and in a certain way, he is too gentle and cannot become the leader.

Mr. Mori, who is completely different from himself, rescued the precarious port mafia from destruction with one hand. He was cruel and rational, maximizing sacrifices, watching the changes in the battle situation indifferently from the highest angle, and then using the so-called optimal Accurately destroy vital points,

To him, his subordinates are both subordinates and pawns, and they are also tools in his hands. No matter how gentle he usually is, he will never hesitate to throw them away when necessary.

If it is led by this man, no matter how cruel it is, it will definitely make the sheep completely different from what it is now, right?

Cruel and correct, he puts the survival of interests at the top priority.

The allure of pure darkness.

Mori Ogai's faith finally convinced Chuya Nakahara.

He knelt down on one knee in front of this man and lowered his proud head. Since then, the king of sheep has ceased to exist. What remains here is the sharpest sword of the port mafia. He will sacrifice his flesh and blood to protect Mori Ogai The organization and city that he would protect at the cost of slavery, and volunteered to be Mori Ogai's slave, crushing all enemies for him, vowing to bring brutal gravity to all who defy the port mafia.

So far, the port mafia is his destination. Even if he falls, he will spill blood on the mafia's land.

——It should be like this.

After all, why would you defect?

Breaking the oath of this day, allowing myself to live in a guilt that is worse than death and can never be relieved.

No matter how impulsive love is, it is absolutely impossible for Nakahara Chuya to give up everything.

Because that's not all there is to life.

So why exactly?

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand to cover his aching head.

The dream began to be chaotic, with countless fragments circling.

[Hey, Chuya, elope with me! ]

[You promised oh, leave the mafia with me. ]

It was as if a familiar figure was gently kissing her face, her bewitching tone was deep and emotional.

"I……"

Throat dry and unable to speak.

[You agreed. ]

I……

Zhongyuan Zhong also struggled.

I……

I do not have……

——I didn't agree...?

He opened his eyes suddenly.

The infirmary of the Armed Detective Agency was silent.

On the hospital bed, the orange-haired young man stared blankly at the ceiling with a pair of blue eyes, feeling exhausted.

Eh?

My mind was in a daze, and my thoughts were slow. It was obvious that I had just woken up and was not very flexible.

I was just...

"Oh my, are you finally awake?"

There was a unique elegance between the words, and the familiar female tune was full of surprise, followed by the creaking sound of kimonos rubbing together, and a graceful figure walked from the direction of the door to the bedside.

Before Zhong Yuanzhong could realize who it was, a hand with a thick callus that used the umbrella sword all the year round reached out without hesitation and touched his face.

"... Miss Hongye?"

"It's okay to recognize people."

Koye Ozaki raised his eyebrows, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, so the hand stroking the opponent's cheek changed to pinching the cheek of the opponent, and his mouth was not very polite:

"You've been sleeping for almost two days. Why is your recovery so slow this time? Could it be that Dazai came late and kept you in the dirty state for too long? Do you have a headache? Are there any other discomforts in your body? Why do you look uncomfortable? look like?"

"It's just a strange dream." With his cheeks pinched, Zhong Ye answered inarticulately.

"Wait, I slept for two days...?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused for a few seconds, his stiff thoughts finally picked up, and suddenly realized the time in Sister Hongye's mouth, he was startled and immediately sat up from the bed with a swish.

"Don't be so anxious! Give me a good rest! There is nothing Zhongye needs to do, it's almost over."

Hongye quickly stretched out her hand to support Chuya's back, holding him in her arms slightly.

"Has the group been defeated?"

"No, not yet. It should be said that the final decisive battle is in progress?" Hongye thought for a while, "The plan made by Dazai... Judging from the current situation, it is coming to an end. Although I don't want to admit it, that guy's plan is still there. If you haven’t failed, you can rest assured.”

"what?"

"Well, in short, I don't know much about it. After all, I have been here to guard you, but I still know that the leader of the group tried to make the white whale fall and destroy Yokohama... Now, the detective agency and the black hands The party has reached a cooperation agreement and is confronting it?"

Chuya: "???"

Destroy Yokohama?

Zhongyuan Zhong was also shocked.

"Huh? Is this the status quo that I don't need to worry about!? Destroying Yokohama, how can I not worry about such things, wait, who is the person who is fighting the leader of the group... Who is it!?"

"I have to ask Dazai about that." Hongye said.

"Ah, that bastard is planning something again!"

As soon as he woke up, he heard the shocking news of the destruction of Yokohama. He was so frightened that he got out of bed without saying a word. He didn't even have time to think about the dream just now. He walked towards the window with his whole body. Looking out, this angle can clearly see the white whale flying in the sky.

The altitude of the beluga whale is already quite dangerous. Once it crashes, the damage it will bring is inestimable.

"No, I have to go there." Chuya muttered to himself, "Even if it's just in case, I have to go, at least if I'm by the side, if I really fall, I can use my ability Throw that thing out."

Koyo Ozaki didn't stop her. The destruction of Yokohama is a big deal. Even if you believe in Dazai's plan, no one will dislike too much protection.If Zhongyuan Zhong is also on the side, the security will obviously be higher.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had quick hands and feet, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

On the head of the bed were his hat and gloves. He stretched out his hand to take them. The hat was on his head, and the glove had just been put on. He seemed to have discovered something, and his movements suddenly stopped. No, or it would be more appropriate to say that he was frozen because of shock. .

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked, and even rubbed unwillingly.

He stared at his left hand, his pupils shrank, and his face suddenly became extremely frightened.

—Where the hell is my ring! ! ! ?

The author has something to say: the ring was not damaged by the filth, and the ring was still on his hand before Chuya passed out.

Foreshadowing.

Well, let me know who can guess the plot, rub your hands.jpg

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