Chief Oda won't complain

Very smoothly, Kajii agreed to become Kusaku's temporary guardian, and also promised to teach Kusaku everything.

It's nice that I don't have to rack my brains to think about the script.

From the very beginning, I knew that Kajii could do it, because Kajii from another world is also Kajii.

In my world, Kajii was a very good chemistry teacher, and he was also the head teacher of Atsushi Nakajima's team.There are also problem students in that class, but Kajii has always dealt with them very well.

The school is very strict in identifying the qualifications of head teachers. Kajii's ability to become a head teacher is an affirmation of his strength.

And I know how profound Kajii's knowledge is. He is an outstanding person who can be called a "scientist".

Although Kajii has always taken over the high school, and Hisaku is still too young in comparison, I believe Kajii can adapt.

I reminded: "The kid Jiusaku may be knocked and bumped frequently, so he needs to be careful."

"I have eyes, so I've seen it a long time ago." Kajii raised his hand to touch Kusaku's body, but he stopped after shaking it for a while, probably because he was afraid that Kusaku would take the initiative to stick it on him again.

Maybe after a while, Kajii will form a new habit.

I turned my head following Kajii's instructions, and saw the bandages on Kusaku's hands and knees, which were quite eye-catching.

This child was wounded in so many places in one day, and no limb was spared, which I did not expect at all.I thought that only Dazai in Yokohama could do this.

Looking at it this way, I don't know whether to admire Kusaku or myself.After all, Kusaku has become like this, and I must have taken the main responsibility.

I was silent for a while, and then started another topic: "Kajii, poker is also entrusted to you, please accept him as a disciple."

Kajii and Poker shared surprised expressions.

I have thought about this arrangement a long time ago. I believe that for Kajii, managing one is also managing, and managing two is also managing, and it will not pay more hard work.

Poker's ambition is to stay in Port Mafia, and he has the ambition to reach a high position. I respect his idea.So give him a place in the organization.

It is too slow to start from the bottom, and his experience does not require more experience at the bottom, and he is smart enough. I also asked him about his ability to get along with children, and his answer was "definitely."So I want him to help me watch Kusaku for a while, and also share the burden for Kajii.

This arrangement should be very suitable, but for some reason, the two parties I arranged looked unhappy.

Maybe I'm reading it wrong, because no one disputed it.

I bid farewell to Kajii, and the time came to the point where a normal company should be off work. The sky was printed with bright red, the sun was close to the sea, a few white birds flew by, and the Ferris wheel in the distance slowly turned.

While Yokohama has an entrenched dark side, the darkness doesn't seem to deter it from being a vibrant city in the slightest.

I left the red scarf in the office, and walked out of the building alone wearing a black shirt and a sand-colored windbreaker. When I passed by some low-level personnel in the organization, they completely regarded me as an ordinary person of the same kind, and no one recognized me and shouted " Chief, you can't walk alone, it's too unsafe!" The plot.

In my mind, the leader of an organization like port mafia should be surrounded by layers of guard time.

Once he proposes to go to a dangerous place, subordinates who want to show their loyalty will immediately appear to persuade him loudly.

I don't quite remember where this brain supplement came from, it seems to be the plot in a movie of the genre I've seen?

In short, the actual life of the leader is different from what I imagined. Most people in the entire organization don’t know me, only the leader’s red scarf.

When I became the leader, the handover ceremony was rudimentary, and the step of "announcing the world" was completely absent, otherwise the outside world would not be so peaceful now.

The most powerful underground organization in Yokohama has suddenly changed its leader. If news spreads, there will always be some turmoil.

If something happens to a cadre, there is no way to simply cover it up by relying on a substitute. People will definitely make all kinds of associations and temptations.

But when Mr. Mori left, he only notified all the people he thought needed to know about the change of leader, mainly the senior management of the organization and the guards at important positions.

As for most people who don't need to know about it for the time being, they probably think that Mr. Mori is still in power now, right?

Mr. Mori's reason for doing this may be to see that I am not a man of art.So kindly give me more buffer time to adapt to the environment.

It may also be because I am not prepared to be the leader, and this arrangement is more convenient for him to come back at any time to take over.

No matter what Mr. Mori thinks, I agree with this development, and I don't plan to stand up and announce in public that I have taken over.

On the one hand, it was because of shame that I couldn't speak in public.On the other hand, it also brought me enough convenience.

I walked all the way to the western restaurant quite smoothly. The uncle boss smiled at me holding his yellow apron: "Xiaozhi is here? Do you still eat curry?"

I sighed in my heart for this familiar environment before the sanitation renovation.

If you want to say who has changed the least in the two worlds, it must be Uncle.The two are totally the same.

"Have the children had their supper?"

"I ate all of them. Those little bandits were already yelling and hungry, and they thought the food I gave was too small. If you want me to tell Xiaozhi, don't take in any more children, otherwise there will be real crazy boys in it sooner or later."

has actually appeared.

"But Xiaozhi, with your personality, you will definitely not refuse any child who needs help. I can't expect the impossible, so I can only ask you not to form an army."

"I have no interest in building an army."

"The robber team can't do it either."

"How can it be regarded as a team of robbers?"

The uncle was taken aback, and followed my words to think for a while: "Maybe it's the lawlessness in groups?"

I said, "Then they are already there?"

The uncle was taken aback for another moment, and said, "That's right...then I'll make curry for you."

I sat down with peace of mind and enjoyed a wonderful meal of spicy curry.After eating, my heart was trembling with satisfaction, and I could almost float on the clouds.

According to Dazai, I'm covered in spirit-boosting "buffs" all over my body now.

After dinner, I climbed up to the second floor to visit the children. Fortunately, they did not challenge me like a group of monkeys. Instead, they all sat obediently. The ten eyes on the five small heads seemed to be trying to put pressure on me. Qi Qi stared at me.

The oldest of the five children, nine years old, is Xingsuke.The youngest, four years old, is Sakule.

To be honest, I have only known them for a short time.But maybe because I have read the "story", I didn't feel any strangeness when I faced them, but I felt a little bit of joy.

These children who lost their relatives in the Longtou War are now full of youthful vigor, and the pain has not left heavy marks on them. They are the bright and beautiful future of this world.

Now, a representative of these five brisk and beautiful monkeys spoke to me with a frown: "Brother Oda...you said that you planned to arrange for us to enroll in the last time we met. We discussed it these days and found a problem."

Seeing their serious faces, I also tried to put on a serious posture, as if I was being tortured: "What's the question?"

"Did Brother Oda go to school? If you don't understand what you want us to learn in school, then we don't need to learn it. After all, we have grown up long ago, and we prefer to be disciplined as children." Take care of yourself."

Xingsuke pointed to the corner of the room, where a few books were piled up: "We asked uncle to collect some textbooks. If you know the knowledge in it, Brother Oda, we agree to go to school to learn the knowledge back."

In the sound of the children swallowing saliva nervously, I went to the corner to pick up those books and flipped through them. I found that they were all relatively elementary textbooks, and only one Mandarin book reached the middle school level.

Are the children betting that I never went to school, or that I have forgotten all the knowledge I have entered the society for many years?

In this way, the children's little calculations will come to nothing.

I don't know what happened to the original me in this world.But the current me has not been a long time since I left the teaching profession.

Therefore, the textbook knowledge that is not used at all in the port mafia is still fresh in my mind.

I thought like this, and said without mercy: "Okay, I happen to be free tonight, if you have any questions about the knowledge in these books, just ask me."

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