Traveling with Indra

Chapter 112 Job-hopping

Oda Sakunosuke was very busy, but his former friend Sakaguchi Ango was even busier. The Special Ability Agent Department had to work hard and lock up all the people they caught alive, especially the opponent's leader Gide, who became a disabled person.

Ango was willing to work overtime. He knew that Oda no longer killed people, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful and defeat all the people in Mimic by himself.

"Oda, do you want to change your career?" Ango asked softly, his throat a little dry, obviously he hadn't had water for a long time.

"I was sold this time, but I won't hesitate next time. The children... are innocent." Oda was not surprised that he was sold. He was also sold when he was a killer, and he basically retaliated on the spot. But the children were different, and he would not allow them to be hurt again.

Ango was silent for a moment. Oda was powerful enough not to be afraid of these things, but he couldn't be with his child all the time. Therefore, it was not possible for him to continue to stay in the Port Mafia. "Is there a place to go?"

Do you want to come to the Special Powers Department?

Ango couldn't ask this question because he was also involved in selling out Oda. Even if he didn't think about it, the information came from him and he was the one who contacted Mimic. He didn't have the face to say this to Oda.

"I have the intention." Oda stood up and went to take care of his own business.

I have to prepare for the resettlement of my boss and children. I definitely can’t live in that curry shop anymore. I have discussed selling it with my boss, and he is going back to his hometown.

Ango turned around and pushed his glasses, wondering what happened to Dazai.

Are you hating me?

We will never go back.

Oda walked out of the Special Powers Division, thinking the same question in his mind. He hesitated for a moment and sent a message to Dazai. He used the agreed letters, but he also sent an extra name [Ango]. I believe that with Dazai's intelligence, he will be able to quickly guess the direction of things.

As soon as he escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, he began to worry. He had not thought too much about it before. As a cadre, it was a taboo for Dazai to negotiate conditions with the boss for his own sake.

[Dazai, are you okay? ]

—Yokohama Coast—

Yokohama has a long coastline with places to play and ports. Dazai likes to bask in the sun in the area with scattered stone piers. He looks at the sparkling sea, listens to the occasional cry of seagulls flying by, and yawns at the sound of the waves.

Mimic was destroyed, and Mr. Mori was in a good mood. There was no work that could arouse his interest for the time being.

Dazai watched the seagulls soaring, swiftly diving into the sea, and seeming to catch a small fish when they stood up. A ship's whistle sounded in the distance, and he took out the vibrating mobile phone at his waist, and the corners of his lips curled up when he saw the content.

Pushing the aftermath to Ango?

"Hahahaha~" Dazai Osamu laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. This was not Odasaku's style.

It should be Miss Mingluo, right?

Interesting people!

"Mr. Dazai, the boss is looking for you." Akutagawa, dressed in black, walked forward, followed by some men in black.

"Really? Aha!" Dazai Osamu yawned again, tears welling up in his eyes. "I'm so tired."

Akutagawa: ...

Dazai Osamu yawned all the way in the car, he knew very well that he had offended the boss this time. It was not that the boss was reluctant to part with the money and weapons, but his attitude of standing on Odasaku's side would make the boss feel afraid.

I don't think many leaders would want to keep such disloyal subordinates around. So, within three seconds, Dazai Osamu made a decision: [Well... I'll defect too!]

Mori Ogai, who was deep in thought in the office, suddenly sneezed: "Ahhh!"

— Armed Detective Agency —

Oda looked at the silver-haired man in front of him and recalled something that happened a long time ago. He had seen this man when he was a teenager. It turned out that he was Fukuzawa. If he was such a boss, he would definitely not sell the child.

That year, Oda received a commission, but his employer took the blame for the murder. He killed his employer in revenge, but was later arrested by the military police.

The man named Fukuzawa came to him and asked for information about the person who hired him. In exchange, he was willing to give false testimony to prove that he killed his employer in self-defense.

He said this with a righteous face... just because he wanted to save his subordinates.

"It's you." Oda felt a little melancholy. At that time, he felt that... it was good to be his subordinate.

"You are the killer at that time." Fukuzawa Yukichi also recognized him. He didn't expect that it was him who came to seek a job.

"I left the Mafia for some reason."

Fukuzawa complained in his heart that it was so direct, but he still looked at Oda and asked. "Why?"

Oda spoke of his own affairs helplessly. He had given up killing and wanted to write with his hands instead of continuing to kill. It was only natural that such a useless chess piece would be abandoned. This was something he was mentally prepared for. "I hope to find a new boss who will never betray my adopted child no matter what happens in the future."

"...Okay." Fukuzawa went over it in his mind several times. If this was the case, then this man could accept it.

"Really?" Is it that easy to accept?

"I'll give you the qualification to take the entrance exam."

"Thank you so much."

"Where are the five children being sent to? Have you found a place to put them?"

"Not yet. I have to find a house in a day and a half. Does the president have any recommendations?"

"There is an empty room in the staff dormitory. If you have two rooms, you need to pay the rent for one. How is the seriously injured boss? Is he in the hospital?"

"No, the hospital is not safe. I have asked someone to take care of it now."

"Send it to the detective agency and ask Dr. Yosano to treat it."

"Does the detective agency have a healing ability?" Oda opened his eyes wide in surprise and swallowed the word "also". He promised Mingluo not to expose the matter there. "Thank you very much."

Oda was very happy. To be honest, it was the first time he met such a humane boss. As Miss Mingluo said, looking for a job is a two-way struggle. You have to look at the benefits, the boss, and the colleagues.

I learned something that I had never noticed before. Is this something that ordinary people would consider?

For someone who aspires to be a novelist, understanding people's lifestyles in all aspects is a way of collecting materials. He saw that this place was not far from Mingluo's convenience store, so he decided to come over after packing up.

It was the time for school to be over, and the convenience store was very busy. Oda saw five children wearing small aprons, entertaining the elementary school students who came to buy snacks and toys after school. They were recommending things in a very professional manner, and they seemed very happy.

He didn't bother the busy children, but looked for Mingluo. He heard a quarrel in the alley. He went over and saw the man with the ponytail, holding the blond and blue-eyed boy, talking to Miss Mingluo.

"So... you picked up this child?" Ming Luo looked at the child with extremely obvious features, an inferiority complex and shy smile, with a look of shock as if she was struck by lightning.

Naruto smiled flatteringly, and looked extremely disappointed when he lowered his head: Does my big brother's girlfriend hate me? Will I be sent back?

"I'm sorry, I didn't discuss this with you," Indra apologized weakly, the reincarnation of his brother's chakra, all alone, hated and isolated by everyone, he couldn't just abandon him.

Seeing Naruto like that was like seeing an abandoned brother, and he couldn't help but pick him up.

Ming Luo: “…”

Is this telepathy?

Does he know what I'm thinking?