Chapter 148

The Black Lizards are a fighting team directly subordinate to the leader of the Port Mafia.

Lan Tang heard from Qiu Ye's mouth that he was promoted to "Ten Leaders". He didn't say much, and gently comforted his lost lover. He knew that his lover was not a perfect person who could not forget everything.

The other party made a mistake.

Closer to the normal range of human error.

"You are stronger than Ranpo-kun in my heart." Lan Tang said, "So it doesn't matter if you make a little mistake. I don't care, and I don't want to see you embarrassed. When you come back to me, you are still the best in the family.

A powerful person, protect me, Ranpo-kun, Chuuya-kun."

Aso Qiu was also praised by him, and he drew a lot of motivation from him.

"I will definitely succeed next time!"

"Well, I believe you."

Lan Tang no longer needed to use a passionate kiss to prove the passion of love. He smoothed the wrinkles on the black coat and suit for the other party, took a half step back, and said with a smile: "My dear, you are so handsome."

Aso Qiuya couldn't bear to leave, but he was happy for the next reunion at home.

"I'm going back. Lan Tang doesn't have to come back too early in the evening. He can go to the Black Lizard's party. Apart from my family members, Lan Tang should get in touch with his colleagues more."

"If it is Qiuya's wish - I will try."

Lan Tang, who kept his distance from his colleagues, nodded.

Lan Tang is like the second Ma Qiuye. After losing his memory, French young people feel strange and alienated from the people of this country. They only show their true temperament to the people they know and are familiar with.

Aso Qiu didn't want him to be so lonely. It would be nice to have a few drinking friends occasionally.

Returning to the working environment of the social animal, the second person Aso Qiuya went to see was Ozaki Momiji. Little Momiji was safe and sound. After the leader's snake-like behavior last time, he gained honor and disgrace in the subsequent difficulties.

She has a calm demeanor. She no longer particularly cares about the malice of the leader. The more he wants to break up her and other people's emotional connections, the less she will let him succeed.

Ozaki Momiji gave him the manuscript in the drawer.

"Qiu Ye, sir, I have written another draft of a novel. Please take a look at it for me."

"Okay, Xiao Hongye is indeed the buried girl."

Aso Qiu was also very excited.

At this stage, the only writer who has taken the initiative to write is Ozaki Momiji!

"Thank you Akiya-san for discovering it." Ozaki Momiji covered her lips with a smile that sounded as sweet as a bell. "Since I became interested in writing, I have found it very easy to calm down and no longer feel bored."

Aso Qiu also felt sad: "It would be nice if other people thought the same way."

Ozaki Momiji was curious: "Has anyone in the organization also written ‌?"

Aso Qiu also said: "He's not from the organization, he's a retired assassin outside who is about the same age as you. He especially likes to put off manuscripts until he runs out of money and then starts writing."

I’m talking about you, Oda Gusuke!

Picking up Ozaki Momiji's manuscript, Aso Qiuya made a special trip to tell her: "Stay away from the leader's personal doctor recently."

Ozaki Momiji didn't know the truth but smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Aso Qiu also asked: "Don't you ask me why?"

The fifteen-year-old girl with orange-red hair is pretty and cute. She is dressed in a kimono and wears a pink hairpin. She bears a striking resemblance to Izumi Kyoka with long if-line hair.

They were also trapped in darkness, longing for light in their eyes, but they stayed in the end.

"Qiu Ye will not harm me first."

"……Thanks."

Such pure trust, Aso Qiuya wanted to treasure it after seeing it. Whenever he thought that he was a time traveler leading the script, controlling the plot and people's hearts, he would always break his own calculations time and time again.

Change your plans for the sake of those who believe in you.

Because he simply couldn't bear to have selfish desires mixed into this relationship.

This can be regarded as a kind of emotional mysophobia on his part.

Aso Qiu also sat back in the office and made a few calls to contact people in the organization. Finally, he saw the Nishida cadre who had just arrived. The other person pushed the door open as usual and came in rudely, snorting coldly.

With a cry, he turned around and left, not intending to stay for a while longer.

Come in - follow the task editing program to see if there are any tasks?

Go out - it seems there is no more mission, goodbye.

Aso Qiuya held his forehead and said: "Nishida-kun, your vacation has not made your temper any better."

Outside the door, Nishida Shihashi, who had already left some distance away, said disdainfully.

"I'll be happy if I can't see you."

"..."

You are cursing me to death!

Aso Qiu also finished complaining and picked up today's newspaper to read, "The headline is - Japan's economic prosperity... is it fake? Can Japan prosper without a long period of rest and recuperation?"

He knocked on the table and pondered: "Is an economic bubble about to appear?"

It’s not just Mr. Natsume who likes to brag and brag about his character. The Japanese government also likes to flatter itself and make investors dizzy. Under the government’s vigorous publicity, housing prices have

A rising tide lifts all boats, and false economic bubbles will emerge sooner or later.

At this time, you need to...

Aso Qiu also rummaged through his locked bookshelf and found a novel he had written before.

"OK, send it to the teacher."

He gave Natsume Soseki the experience and lessons he should have learned and fulfilled his duty as a disciple.

Otherwise, sorry for the "analyst" sound.

Today I am still messing with people.

After reading the newspaper, turning on the computer, and flipping through the reports, Aso Qiu did not forget to care for the two children he had cared for for a while, and gave them love and care.

[Zhongya, what do you want to eat tonight? I’ll buy it for you after get off work.]

[Ranbu, I brought you a souvenir. It’s all snacks. Remember to go home early. 】

Family text message sent.

…

Yokohama private school.

In the special class waiting for the August holiday every day, Nakahara Chuuya peeked at his cell phone.

Very good, two of my relatives are back home!

The next second.

He felt something attacking him, so he leaned back and avoided the chalk head.

All around were the applause of classmates (fellow members of the Sheep Organization).

"Zhongya! You dodged the chalk head again, which is always on target. That's awesome!"

"Hahaha - Mr. Tsurumi has sharp eyes!"

"Click -" the Chinese teacher pinched off the second piece of chalk and said with a black air, "Zhongya-kun, the teacher knows that your physical education scores are very good and your dodge ability is very good. Please don't ‌ every time in class.

If you always touch your cell phone and let you bring it into the classroom, it is already my tolerance for you."

Zhongyuan Zhongya hesitated and said, "I'm sorry, teacher."

He can't control his hand that likes to touch mobile phones!

It's like Ranpo can't help but stay up late and likes to drag him to play games together in the middle of the night.

"My guardian has gone home." Zhongyuan Zhongya couldn't help but said, "Tomorrow morning and noon, there is no need to ask the teacher to help buy food. I will eat myself and come to school."

Teacher Tsurumi said: "This is a good thing. Remember to eat three meals on time."

Under his concern, Zhongyuan Zhongya continued to sit down and prepared to listen to the lecture.

However, Teacher Tsurumi smiled with hidden intent: "Just in time, someone will check your test scores for me. There must be someone in the class who can make parents sign for me."

Zhongyuan Zhongya was dumbfounded: "What? And the parents signed it?!"

Teacher Tsurumi said kindly: "I learned from the teachers in China, and I hope it can serve as a supervisor."

The companions burst into laughter, and some even kicked the table.

There was nothing I could do about it, Chuuya's grades fluctuated up and down. Overall, he was not as impressive as he was in the first entrance exam. The other party usually played with them and became more relaxed about his studies.

"Zhongya! Don't be afraid, you are still number one in our class!"

"Yes, it's just that I didn't get full marks in several subjects."

"Is this what it feels like to have a family? Haha, it's really different. Mr. Qiuya cares so much about your studies, so he will probably arrange extracurricular homework for you."
To be continued...