The strongest supplier in Yokohama

As an ordinary member of Hong Kong gangsters, Aso Island has always felt that his boss is the most perfect existence, powerful, gentle, and mature and stable in important matters.

The only fly in the ointment is that he always feels that his boss is getting closer to his girlfriend in certain behavior patterns, such as now:

"Aso, what do you think of me..." His boss, Nakahara Naka, was obviously hesitant, but finally hesitantly asked, "What do you think of my clothes?"

Master Zhongyuan, please be more sober, don’t you wear black suits and chockers every day, you never feel that there is anything wrong!

Despite complaining wildly in his heart, Aso Island still showed the quality that a mafia should have. He calmly said, "Master Zhongyuan, it is very suitable for you."

According to his experience in dealing with girlfriends, Mr. Zhongyuan should ask the next sentence...

"Aso, don't be perfunctory to me," Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his subordinate's answer was a little distracted, "Tell me, what suits me in the end."

"The color of the clothes matches your hair very well, and the slim design can better support your stalwart figure." Aso took out the lines he had memorized by heart, slightly modified them and gave them to Nakahara Chuya.

"Really?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at himself in the mirror suspiciously, and chose to trust his subordinates' eyes, "Then I will wear this in a while."

In ten days or so, it will be Xiaoyou's birthday. Xiaoyou's birthday is at the beginning of November. According to him, this is the day when the coffee shop owner picked him up, but he couldn't attend on time.

He was about to leave Yokohama for a month-long mission, and the order was given directly by the leader.

Because Dazai leaked the organization's plan and called himself back to perform the mission in advance, he was temporarily locked up, and the only person who could complete the mission was himself.

Before leaving, Nakahara also wanted to ask Yu Kanagawa out for a drink and give him a birthday present in advance.

"Aso, what kind of birthday gift do you think I should give Xiaoyou?" Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about what kind of gift he should give Xiaoyou countless times. Would he not like it?"

Aso Island simply didn’t see it: When you gave us annual gifts every year, didn’t you give us a card to let us buy gifts by ourselves? At that time, didn’t you still think that this idea was great, and it would satisfy us without worrying about ourselves? , Why did you go to Kanagawa-sama and start to bother to pick out gifts?

"Master Zhongyuan, why don't you give Master Kanagawa a card and let him choose the gift he likes?"

Zhong Yuan also dismissed it on the spot, "Of course not, this is too perfunctory, I want to give Xiaoyou a surprise."

Asojima, who has been perfunctory for many years, felt that he had been stabbed in the chest. He cleaned up his wounded heart, and gave Nakahara Nakaya a sincere suggestion based on his years of experience with his girlfriend:

"Mr. Zhongyuan, according to my experience in giving gifts to my girlfriend, it is better to ask her to make gifts by hand."

Zhong Yuan blushed when he heard this, "Aso, what are you talking about, Xiaoyou is not my boyfriend, we are just friends."

So is it better to make a gift yourself? After being shy, Zhong Yuanzhong was also thoughtful.

Aso Dao choked speechlessly: Hey, Master Zhongyuan, I just used my girlfriend as an example, it was your own imagination.

Besides, if it's just a friend, why are you blushing!

I haven't seen anyone who treats their friends like Master Zhongyuan treats Master Kanagawa. They can't wait to send each other a message every day, and even prepare clothes for each season in advance.

"Speaking of which, Master Zhongyuan," Aso Island remembered something, "When did you make an appointment to meet?"

After get off work, Master Zhongyuan went to pick out gifts for several hours, and tried on clothes for a long time in the office, it was almost too late.

"Ah, this," Nakahara Chuya was not in a hurry, "I don't have an appointment yet, when do you think I will send him a message, will it be too late now?"

So why are you dragging me around at night?The clothes have been changed and the gifts have been taken, is it just for rehearsal in advance?My girlfriend is still waiting for me Hey!

Thinking about his generous overtime pay, Aso Dao swallowed hard the complaints that rushed to his lips, "You are right."

--split line--

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed open the door of the tavern, and saw the young man leaning against the bar at a glance.

Under the dim and beating lights of the bar, the young man's handsome face was full of color, and his body leaning sideways revealed a white and flexible waist.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the young man's shiny and small waist and couldn't help but his face became hot. He subconsciously accelerated his speed, trying to pull down the young man's clothes to cover up the alluring whiteness.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, the young man turned his head, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, just like Chunhui, "Mr. Zhongyuan, good evening."

When seeing Nakahara Chuya, Kanagawa Yu almost didn't recognize him. The original Mr. Nakahara was always wearing a black suit, giving people a strong, calm and reliable impression.

It wasn't until today that he changed into a casual attire that Yu Kanagawa suddenly realized that the young man who had been acting mature and stable in front of him was only 18 years old, but only a few months older than him.

"Xiaoyou, good evening," Zhong Yuanzhong also sat on the other side of the bar. There were surprisingly few customers today. In Nuo Da's bar, there were only two or three people drinking in the distance besides them.

He was a little shy against Kanagawa Yu's surprised gaze, "Xiao Yu, isn't it good-looking?"

"No, Mr. Zhongyuan is very suitable for this outfit, and Mr. Zhongyuan is also very handsome today."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was hit by a straight ball, was also a little dizzy, but thinking of the purpose of coming here today, his beating heart cooled down again,

He handed the gift he had prepared for two or three days to Yu Kanagawa, his voice a little dry, "Xiao Yu, your birthday will be in ten days or so, I... I have to perform a mission, maybe I won't be able to make it in time."

He will leave tomorrow, and he will come back again, maybe a month later.

"It's okay, I'm very happy to receive the gift." Kanagawa Yu was stunned for a moment, and joked as usual, "My birthday is very lively, Mr. Nakahara, you will lose money if you don't come."

How is it possible, Yu Kanagawa's heart is empty, and there are only a few people who can be brought into the world by him.

Only Uncle Mitsu, Sakunosuke, and Mr. Nakahara knew the time of his birthday.

Liar, the light in your eyes has dimmed, Nakahara Chuya's throat is slightly blocked, and his heart is churning with distress and guilt.

If possible, he would compress his time no matter what, and come back before Xiaoyou's birthday.

The two were relatively speechless for a while, and just sat silently.

"Let's not talk about this, Mr. Nakahara, shall we have some wine?" Yu Kanagawa forced himself to come out of his lost mood. He didn't want his emotions to affect Mr. Nakahara who was about to leave.

"Wait, Xiaoyou, aren't you still eighteen years old?" Nakahara also suppressed Kanagawa Yu's hand that was about to move.

"It's going to be full soon, I haven't had a drink yet, and Uncle Mitsu and Sakunosuke won't let me drink it," Yu Kanagawa raised his hands tenaciously, blinking his eyes and looking at Chuya Nakahara expectantly, "I drink Drunk Mr. Zhongyuan, you will take me back safely, right?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't resist, retreating steadily, reluctantly put down his hand, and called the bartender, "I'll watch you drink."

He himself doesn't plan to drink, he will get drunk when he gets drunk, and he will sing without any scruples when he is drunk, he will leave tomorrow, he can't drink, and one more thing, he doesn't want to show such an immature side in front of Xiaoyou .

After the bartender came over, he saw Yu Kanagawa's face and let out a low exclamation.

His eyes lit up with excitement, and he asked in a low voice, "Mr. Kanagawa, is that you?"

Yu Kanagawa was a little surprised, "You are?"

He has lived in seclusion for the past two years. Even when he goes out, he will wear a certain disguise. The grocery store is also managed by Sakunosuke. Although he is the actual owner of Yokohama World Paradise and the Yokohama grocery store, few people know him. And less.

"Mr. Kanagawa, you may not remember," the bartender seemed to be in his early twenties, "Two years ago, my father was accidentally shot, and even the hospital said there was nothing to do. It was your bread that saved him."

At the beginning, he couldn't find a job, and his mother was sick in bed. The family's expenses were supported by his father's meager income.

When their father was shot, the family felt that the sky was falling, and the grocery store that turned out at that time was like the last straw.

They scraped together all the money and part of the neighbor's savings to buy a piece of bread, rescued their father, and kept their small home.

"One and a half years ago, Yokohama World Park opened, and Yokohama's economy improved a lot. I found a job, my mother's illness was cured, and I also found a wife who will accompany me for life." Speaking of the satisfied life now, the bartender Eyes full of gratitude.

"Really, then congratulations." Yuu Kanagawa smiled and congratulated the bartender in front of him. The disappointment in his chest has dissipated a lot. Isn't what he wants to achieve and strive for is the happiness of these ordinary Yokohama citizens, "In the future You have to work hard too."

Nakahara Chuya stretched out his fingers uncontrollably, wanting to touch the light in the young man's eyes, but before he was discovered by the young man, he retracted restraintly, and the dazzling red hair also dimmed a lot.

He wanted to get close to Xiaoyou, but couldn't help feeling ashamed.

Xiaoyou is Mr. Kanagawa who is almost grateful to Yokohama, but he is a mafia with blood on his hands, not even a cadre.

So he has been working hard to do the task, he wants to be a cadre of the Hong Kong gangsters, he wants to work for the Hong Kong gangsters, and he also wants to be a person who can walk side by side with Xiaoyou.

"Mr. Kanagawa, you can order whatever you want, I'll treat you." The bartender enthusiastically brought out many of the bar's signature drinks.

Kanagawa Yu didn't refuse his kindness, picked a drink he was interested in, and took a sip tentatively, "Hiss, it's a bit spicy, but it's delicious."

Kanagawa Yu, who had never drank alcohol, was almost put down by this drink. He lay on the table, his face was blush, as if covered with a layer of rouge, he tilted his head and looked at Nakahara Chuya, muttering in his mouth Googling.

"What?" Zhongyuan Zhongye couldn't help but leaned closer to listen. At close range, the warm alcohol smell from the young man's breath touched Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears, and his throat was terribly dry.

"Well, Mr. Nakahara, you are shining..."

Zhong Yuan was also stunned, he held his breath and continued to listen.

"I want, I want to be a firm person like Mr. Zhongyuan, with my own direction..." The young man's voice was full of yearning, he yawned slightly, his wet eyes closed slowly, and soon Then, the sound of the young man's even breathing came.

Looking at the sleeping face of the young man, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was drunk even though he hadn't drunk alcohol.

He gently stretched out his fingertips, wanting to touch the plump lips, but retracted as if being scalded, brushing the small nose, curly eyelashes, delicate browbones...

Until the end, he just tapped the young man's plump forehead lightly, "Xiaoyou, what a dream."

Kanagawa Yu woke up not long after being drunk, and when he opened his eyes again, he was sleeping on a soft bed, covered with a quilt.

Looking at the twinkling starry sky outside the window, he said softly, "Mr. Zhongyuan, goodbye."

At the airport, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked back in the direction of Xiaoyou: Xiaoyou, when I come back, I will definitely come back before your birthday.

--split line--

In a dark corner where Yokohama's surveillance cannot reach, a man with a gun shrouded in shadows asked in a low voice, "Hey, is what you said true? Is this method really possible?"

Thinking of that huge amount of wealth and magical abilities, his breathing became quite heavy.

"Of course, as long as you do what I say." Under the moonlight, the thin Russian youth sat condescendingly on the broken stone pillar, whispering in a low voice, like a demon bewitching him.