I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

They initially thought that Chuuya Nakahara was the "super rookie" who had caught their attention, but they never expected that this little girl named "Kawakami Socks" was the real ruthless character.

Because when she's in trouble, she really goes for it!

She can annihilate enemy organizations single-handedly; she can also use torture to extract information, and even the most stubborn enemy will not last long under her control before obediently revealing their secrets.

This is the kind of capable subordinate every boss dreams of—not only does she have a high task completion rate, but she's also incredibly diligent!

Why can she keep doing missions from morning till night every day? Is she some kind of mission machine?

This is the sentiment of all subordinates in Ozaki's faction.

How does involution occur?

That means you can't just lie around feeling comfortable when your colleagues are working hard.

The entire Ozaki faction was thus plunged into an overtime hell...

(The culprit himself: Hahahaha, so many tasks! I'll do them all!)

Kawakami Socks was also secretly referred to by them as "the monster rookie".

Of course, aside from her exceptional professional skills, what truly made this "monster rookie" a formidable foe for them was—

Chapter 42 The Whole Country Has Fallen

She's incredibly good at winning over her boss!

Who has ever seen a CEO like Ozaki so gentle and approachable?! They certainly haven't...

Ms. Yamamoto, Ozaki's most trusted right-hand woman, wholeheartedly agreed. From her perspective, her powerful and beautiful boss had been completely bewitched by the new girl!

"Oh, [Socks]-chan, come try this kimono on, it suits you perfectly~"

Executive Ozaki, have you finally become as obsessed with dress-up games as the boss?

"Okay, Sister Hongye!"

Ah...this child really looks adorable in this (thinking)

"What a lovely child! Come to my office today and have afternoon tea with me."

Executive Ozaki, it's working hours now (heartbreaking)!

"Okay, Sister Hongye!"

The way she's eating cookies so obediently looks like a little hamster, kind of cute! No, Eri Yamamoto, you have to stay rational! But... why did this child pack up all the unfinished desserts... is it to avoid waste? That's a good point about valuing food.

"My little girl, I'll have to trouble you to go shopping with me today too~"

Has she already become "my little girl"? Executive Ozaki, isn't your descent into this a bit too fast!

"Okay, Sister Hongye, I'm so glad to be with you."

Wow, you're so good at talking... Your eyes always look so sincere when you look at someone... So cute...

.........

Our poor Ms. Yamamoto didn't realize that her mindset while observing the two of them was already resembling that of her beloved boss.

When her reliable colleague discovered that she had sided with the "monster rookie" they were wary of, she argued confidently: "Who wouldn't like such a capable and reliable girl?"

Everyone fell silent: ......

Yes, yes.

After all, even they themselves...

In short, who could resist a kind-hearted little angel who greets you warmly every day (player: routinely triggers dialogue), remembers everyone's name in just a few days (player: name prompts above heads), and helps you solve your troubles every day (player: diligently doing daily tasks)?

In just over a month, all members of the Ozaki faction succumbed (and peacefully collapsed).

*

"Oh, I heard that Miss Socks is doing very well under Sister Momiji's tutelage and is quite popular!" Dazai asked casually, his head down as he played his game console.

Hmm... Zhu Yu thought for a moment, is it popular? Although the players don't really feel it, the colleagues are very enthusiastic and often give the players small snacks.

They're all great NPCs!

"Right?" Zhu Yu replied casually, manipulating the vines to deflect the bullets aimed at Dazai.

Zhu Yu stood next to the Taizai NPC and chose to stand still and attack in order to protect him, summoning vines to clear away all the enemies surrounding the two of them.

"Poor Chun is not as popular as Miss Socks. She must be anxious and angry. Maybe she's hiding in a corner and crying secretly~" Dazai successfully passed a level, proudly waving the game console in his hand, and mercilessly mocking, "The slug has become a loser, hahahahaha."

Chuuya Nakahara, glowing red, was using his ability to wipe out enemies. Upon hearing Dazai's words, he kicked an enemy away without hesitation: "If you're just standing there doing nothing, shut up!"

Another punch sent the man flying backward, knocking down everyone else around him.

“The slug’s anger is quite amusing,” Dazai added fuel to the fire.

"You bastard, get out of here!" Chuuya continued to fight fiercely, his attacks becoming increasingly ferocious due to his anger. For a time, there were constant screams and the ground was a mess.

The shattered containers, scattered weapons, and blood-soaked ground gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Occasionally, a painful groan could be heard, but it was quickly swallowed by the night wind.

The battle ended quickly, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, but there was a strange peace on the ruins.

*

Since Zhu Yu and Nakahara Chuuya joined the Port Mafia, the two, who were still newcomers to the Port Mafia, were not sent by Mori Ougai to handle trivial matters. Instead, they shone brightly in the martial arts faction, and their missions basically required them to go to the front line of battle.

The two did not disappoint Mori Ougai's expectations. They made a name for themselves with their own strength, letting rival organizations know that the Port Mafia had recruited two powerful superhumans, which made them even more wary of the Port Mafia.

Not long after, at Mori Ougai's behest, Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, and Zhu Yu began to go on missions together.

Regarding the allocation of tasks, initially the three of them took turns being responsible for developing the plan.

【Chūya Nakahara’s Plan】: Suppress the enemy directly with the most concentrated force; offense is the best defense!

[Zhu Yu's Plan]: You guys stay here, I'm going to buy some oranges. The main strategy is to forget you have a partner and charge straight for the enemy's lair! Lone wolf player, ta-ta-ka! What plan? My plan is to adapt to the situation.

Dazai: ...You guys make me feel out of place.

After several incidents where Zhu Yu disobeyed orders and charged directly into the enemy's headquarters, with Chuuya and Dazai desperately chasing after him...

Unsurprisingly, the three-person team is always led by Dazai, who is in charge of planning, while Zhu Yu and Chuuya Nakahara are responsible for execution.

Chuuya Nakahara is usually responsible for clearing the way at the front, while Yu Zhu assists and protects the "fragile strategist" (although she has protested countless times and expressed her desire to charge into battle at the front, she was unfortunately rejected by the two of them). In this way, Chuuya Nakahara has no worries about the rear, and Dazai, who was originally likely to be used as a "weak point" by the enemy, is also safe.

The trio brought countless victories to the Port Mafia, and their glorious achievements, like shining stars hanging high in the organization, became legends that Port Mafia members looked up to.

Now, a transnational human organ smuggling criminal organization has recently become active again, wanting to conduct "organ transactions" in Yokohama. Mori Ogai, who strictly refuses to allow such incidents to occur in Yokohama, has sent three people to deal with the matter.

"In our port mafia territory, human trafficking and drug dealing are bottom lines we will never cross, but now an organization is trying to break the rules."

"The dignity of the Port Mafia is inviolable. Our rules are the ironclad laws of this dark world. Gentlemen, go and utterly crush their plans and their ambitions." Mori Ougai's lips curled into a mocking smile, which appeared particularly sinister in the dim light.

“Yes, Chief.” The three replied in unison.

*

Chuuya Nakahara was breathing slightly rapidly after exercising, but his eyes remained sharp as he scanned the enemies lying all around him, making sure no one had escaped.

His gloves were stained with a little blood, but he didn't care. He just casually shook his hand, as if brushing away a tiny speck of dust.

"Alright, that's a wrap!" Dazai put the game console in his coat pocket, took out his phone, typed in a message, and notified the Port Mafia to come and clean up the mess.

Chapter 43 Please Stop This Farce

He looked up at the moon high in the sky and complained, "Ugh, Chief Mori really knows how to exploit his subordinates. Working the night shift every day won't make you tall!"

"The little slug is already short, what will happen to it now?"

"Go to hell, you mackerel—" Chuuya Nakahara's temple veins bulged.

He launched a flying kick, which Dazai Osamu nimbly dodged.

Dazai Osamu hid behind Zhu Yu, who was trying to touch the corpse, and said pitifully, "Miss [Socks], please protect me! Chuuya, that violent maniac, is going to hit someone!"

While focusing on looting the corpse, Zhu Yu, without even looking up, said in a cooperative tone, "Chūya, stop fighting." Then he started looting.

"You want to help him?" Zhongye leaned closer, somewhat displeased, and reached out to grab Zhu Yu from behind.

"No, I'll help you too." *Taps and taps* Wow, it's a rare item!

"Then quickly help me hold him down!" Zhong didn't manage to grab him, and when Dazai saw him coming, he slipped and started running around Zhu Yu as a pillar.

"Ah—[Socks]-chan, no! Help me, help me!" Dazai said in a high-pitched, affected voice, not forgetting to evade Chuuya's pursuit.

The two of them then reenacted the scene of "King Qin circling the pillar" for quite a while, with Zhu Yu at the center.

Because she was surrounded by two people and couldn't concentrate on looting the corpse: ......

Please stop this farce!

She reached out and grabbed their wrists, forcing them to stop: "Stop running!"

Dazai Osamu pursed his lips: "Fine, since you've said that, I won't argue with Chuuya."

Chuuya was furious: "Who started this? I'm the one who has the right to say that."

Just as a new chase was about to begin between the two, a new option popped up.

[Your partner, Chuuya Nakahara, has a conflict with Osamu Dazai. What do you choose?]

A stands between the two and shouts, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! If you want to fight, go to the dance studio!"

B. Solve the problem directly at its source by knocking both of them unconscious.

C. Join them :D】

Although she really wanted to knock them out and make the world quiet, Zhu Yu was conflicted when she thought about having to personally talk to the leader NPC when they passed out.

I don't know why the boss NPC is such a riddle; talking to him is exhausting...

Therefore, if Zhu Yu needed to report the progress of a task directly to the leader, she would stay behind Chuuya and Dazai, acting as a quiet decoration and simply idling there.

Zhu Yu, who desperately needed these two "tools" to help with task reporting, had no choice but to reluctantly select option A.

Zhu Yu pulled the two apart, making room for them, and stood in the middle to block their view. Her voice was very calm: "Stop fighting, stop fighting. If you want to fight, go to the dance studio!"

The tone was too flat, without any variation or emotion, and even sounded like a monotone reading, which easily extinguished any spark of emotion.

Chuuya's raised fist paused, and Dazai Osamu's smile froze on his face.

The two of them froze and quickly took several large steps back: What a joke, who wants to go to the dance studio with this guy!

As for why I stopped—well, if I really continued, I felt like she would laugh at me...

Who wants to be the lead in a stand-up comedy routine?! The two exchanged a glance, feeling rather annoyed, and quickly looked away.

*

"That concludes the entire process of this operation."

Dazai Osamu reported the results of the operation to Mori Ōgai in a clear and organized manner.

Based on the interrogation results of the survivors at the scene, this dock transaction was just a trial run for the organization, and a real big move will come in some time.

“This organization is the Standard Part from South Asia, and they’ve gotten involved with the Takase-kai.” Dazai placed the report containing the recorded statements on Mori Ougai’s desk.

The Takase-kai, GSS, and Port Mafia now stand as a three-way power struggle, jointly controlling the nightlife of Yokohama. Countless smaller organizations have sprung up under their control, but none can shake the position of these three.

After Mori Ōgai took power, he eliminated many of the "black industries" that his predecessors had engaged in, including the "organ trade" that this organization had been involved in.

Without the Port Mafia's channels, Standard Part naturally chose to cooperate with the Takase-kai, who were still doing this kind of business.

Mori Ougai leisurely flipped through the relevant information, and after a long while closed the report: "Speaking of which, this Standard Part has a strange connection with Chuuya-kun and [socks] before."

Seeing the questioning look in Chuuya's eyes, he slowly began to speak: "Do you remember the 'Yokohama child missing' incident a few months ago?"

Chuuya Nakahara immediately realized something, his brows furrowed, and his expression became even more serious.

Mori Ougai nodded in confirmation of his guess: "The organization behind it all is Standard Part. They originally wanted to develop Yokohama as a transit point for 'human trafficking,' but unfortunately, your first operation was intercepted and thwarted."

"The Port Mafia subsequently wiped them out, but unexpectedly, they became restless again in just a few months. This time, their purpose in coming here is to directly establish an organ trading point in Yokohama. If they fail once, they will definitely try again."

“We should perform a minor surgery on them,” he continued, his voice carrying an almost elegant coldness. “When cancer cells spread, what we need to do is not simply remove the lesions, but to make the whole body remember the cost of invasion.”

He sat in the chair that symbolized his leadership, his fingers deftly twirling the scalpel. With a flash of cold light, the blade plunged straight into the table, as if pinning down the prey lurking in the shadows.