If one were to ask what was the most recognizable building in Yokohama City, anyone who had been to Yokohama City would answer without hesitation. It was the gathering place of the port organization – the five buildings.

The five buildings of the port organization were located in the center of Yokohama City. They were the tallest buildings in Yokohama City, built with the strongest materials and had the best security. If one stood on the highest floor of the innermost building, one could see all the scenery in Yokohama City through the bulletproof glass.

Nine o 'clock in the morning was the time when office workers arrived at the battlefield and began to fight. The young man with orange hair, wearing a three-piece suit, stepped into the empty elevator. When he arrived at his destination, the personnel guarding the elevator door bowed respectfully to him.

"Mr. Chūya."

"Mhmm," Chūya responded faintly and walked straight to the door in front of him.

Seeing the person coming, the guards with long guns on both sides of the door pushed the door open for Chūya.

Leader Moriogai was holding a golden pen and burying his head in a dark yellow paper document. The moment the door closed, Moriogai had just signed his name at the bottom of the paper. The strokes were deep and bold, and it was obvious that he used to be a doctor.

He slowly raised his head. After seeing Chūya, his distant and indifferent expression was replaced by a kind smile like an uncle looking at a child.

"Chūya Kun, long time no see. Thank you for your hard work."

The person who came was Nakahara Chūya, a quasi-cadre of the port organization.

Chūya took off his black top hat, revealing his complete face, and then performed the etiquette of a superior to a subordinate to show respect.

"It's my job, boss." Chūya maintained his usual work attitude of saying less and doing more as he said concisely.

Moriogai shrugged in response. He liked Chūya's work attitude the most. He was down-to-earth and reliable, but at the same time, his straightforward personality made the conversation go smoothly.

"A few days ago, I had a drink with the Director of the Special Ability Department. He gave me a lot of Takata Sake. Chūya Kun, can you take some with you when you leave?"

Hearing this, Chūya felt conflicted, but he did not show it on his face. He was still very respectful.

"Boss, thank you for your kindness, but my wine cabinet is already filled with imported wine. There's no extra space for sake."

"I see." Moriogai sighed and said regretfully, "That's a pity."

"Boss can be given to Big Sister Hongye. She likes Qingjiu."

He also felt a little embarrassed for rejecting the boss. After thinking about it, he recommended a woman who loved Japanese wine. She was a highly qualified and powerful female cadre in the organization. At the same time, she was also his instructor.

"Hongye … I've given her some, but she doesn't seem to like it." Moriogai sighed again. "It's clear wine with good taste."

Chūya lowered his head in silence. Sorry, he really shouldn't have interrupted, but for some reason, the taste of the wine you give me is always so unique.

Fortunately, Moriogai did not care if Chūya answered or not. He sighed at the melancholy of not being able to give the wine away.

"If Taizai is still here, he can help me get rid of these stocks. Although he doesn't drink them himself, he can fully utilize the value of these wines."

"Osamu Dazai is a traitor, boss," Chūya said coldly without any emotion.

"But you can't deny his ability, Chūya."

Moriogai stopped smiling kindly. His dark red eyes were bottomless. "It's indeed a great loss for the organization, isn't it?"

Chūya clenched his fist and frowned. He did not want to admit it, but he knew that Osamu Dazai was one of the five youngest cadre. Although his physical skills were terrible and his personality was twisted, he was good at calculation and knew how to control people. He was indeed a talented person.

"Boss, why don't you give the highest level of arrest order?" Chūya did not want to admit that Osamu Dazai was a traitor, so he changed the topic.

"He's my student after all. I can tolerate his rebellious behavior."

"Boss, forgive me for being blunt," Chūya said disapprovingly. "He's the same age as me. He's already 18 years old."

"But he's still underage, isn't he?"

Sen Gou smiled on the outside. His body was unusually tight without any excess flesh after a long period of fighting, but his frame was small and delicate. Coupled with the immaturity that had yet to fade away, it was obvious that he was still a child.

"In the country next door, 18 years old is considered an adult," Chūya said uncomfortably. This was the Japanese law that he hated the most. 20 years old was considered an adult.

"It's good to enjoy a few more years of protection for minors," Moriogai narrowed his eyes and said jokingly.

Using underage laws to protect the port cadre who made a name for himself in the Dragon War?

Imagine that scene. When he was brought to the court for sentencing, his defense lawyer would argue, "He's still a child!

He doesn't know how to behave! "

That scene was very interesting. Unfortunately, it would not happen. He was not weak enough to be caught by the police.

"Okay, back to the topic."

Moriogai had been observing Chūya's facial expression. When he saw that Chūya's facial muscles had relaxed and his expression had softened, he finally got to the point.

"As you know, Taizai -kun has temporarily or permanently left the organization. Although he's usually unreliable, an official cadre is very important to the organization's daily operations."

After Moriogai said this sentence in a steady and serious tone, the corners of his mouth curled up. He then said in a pampering tone, "So I've decided that it's time to give you a raise. Are you happy, Chūya?"

…

Happy, my ass!

Taizai became a cadre when he wasn't even an adult. However, he only became a regular cadre when Taizai defected and the organization needed to fill the vacancy.

After Taizai became a cadre, he ordered him around fiercely. Now that he was a cadre, he was finally on the same level as Taizai. He could beat him up without any scruples. That blue and white fish ran away, damn it.

"Got it, boss. I'll do my duty as a cadre well." Although he was very angry, he still had to control his emotions in front of his boss.

In Chūya's mansion, the brown-haired youth was bitterly doing push-ups. The camera in the corner recorded the youth's slender limbs supporting the weight of his body and completing the movement of going up and down. Ah!

The youth insisted on exercising in order to strengthen his body. How youthful.

Crystal clear sweat slid down from the youth's soft forehead. Licking the skin around the corner of his mouth, he could taste the salty taste.

"Tenth."

The youth murmured as he counted. He had completed one-tenth of the required amount. The person who was sweating was the unfortunate person who was involved in a one-sided mafia fight during a trip to Yokohama and was forced to become a member of the Port Mafia.

Gōtian Tsunayoshi.

I'll never become a mafia member. Tsunayoshi firmly thought. He was a kind person. He couldn't even bear to bully a chihuahua, let alone commit crimes!

But he agreed. Tsunayoshi's face was bitter. In that situation, he could only agree. He had to compromise in order to survive. Temporarily succumbing to the tyranny of the mafia was the right thing to do.

So should he escape now?

Find the local police and ask for help.

No, Nakahara Chūya put a bomb bracelet on him before he left in the morning. If he tried to escape, Chūya would press the button to trigger the bomb. Then, there was no 'then'.

I'll die!

I'll definitely die!

Tsunayoshi screamed in his heart. Escaping without permission will definitely lead to a horrible death!

And what the hell is a partner?!

Tsunayoshi recalled Chūya's victory in the gunfight in less than ten seconds. Why would someone like that need a partner?

He really didn't understand why he chose a useless person!

"Boss, there were some problems when we were delivering the goods yesterday. I brought someone back." After discussing the completion of the work, Chūya began to talk about Tsunayoshi.

"Oh, is it a rare psychic?" Moriogai was curious. The organization needed new blood to become stronger.

"No, he's not a psychic."

Chūya said. Then, the corner of his mouth unconsciously lifted. "It's a kid with brown hair. He's good at tripping."

Moriogai …

This description reminded him of his rebellious student.

"Chūya Kun, does that kid have a hobby of committing suicide?" Moriogai asked curiously.

"No, he doesn't." Chūya shook his head. "He cherishes his life very much."