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

Ado-bird scratched his head, still a little scared: "[Kawakami]-san, you were really bold, hahaha..."

The pianist: "..." Actually, it didn't really come down to usurping the throne.

The red scarf hanging around her neck was so eye-catching that the pianist couldn't bear to look at it and looked away.

He knew that the red scarf was a symbol of leadership...

“Ms. Kawakami, I’ve wasted my breath.” His shoulders relaxed, and his voice carried a rare, almost relaxed, teasing tone. “No wonder the Port Mafia members all say you’re a trustworthy and reliable partner. It seems the rumors are true.”

"I was the one who offended you just now."

He bowed slightly, the movement like a carefully edited frame from a movie—his upper body leaning forward slightly, his black suit gleaming restrainedly under the bar lights. The angle was meticulously calculated: enough to express apology, yet not overly humble.

The bow lasted just the right three seconds. As he straightened up, he raised his right hand, palm up, and placed it in front of Zhu Yu as an invitation.

"We sincerely hope that you can join our program."

Side Quest: Investigate Chuuya Nakahara's past privately with the members of the Flag Society. (Quest Hint: The quest will automatically fail if it attracts the attention of certain individuals. Please proceed with caution.)

Without hesitation or formalities, Zhu Yu's five fingers decisively grasped the pianist's waiting palm—like a drawn sword precisely returning to its sheath, making an invisible "click" sound.

"Just to my liking."

I'll take on this task!

*

After accepting the mission, Zhu Yu seemed to have infiltrated the Flag Society directly, and was often called to gather with the Flag Society members.

Chuuya was still very busy on business trips, saying that there was an overseas gem trading market that could be expanded into, and he, as the person in charge, was going to negotiate with the leader of that market.

His absence actually made it easier for Zhu Yu to communicate privately with the members of the Flag Association.

According to them, they wanted to find out Chuuya's background as a gift for the first anniversary of Chuuya joining the Port Mafia.

However, since it is to be carried out in secret, the leader cannot be alerted, nor can the Port Mafia's network of contacts be used for the investigation, as it would be quite difficult to conduct the investigation.

Fortunately, their investigation has yielded some results, and if they want to learn more in-depth details, they will have to ask Zhu Yu for help.

After accepting the mission, she began to frequently travel outside after completing the tasks assigned by the Port Mafia.

Mori Ougai knew that she liked to wander around the streets and alleys of Yokohama, helping the people of Yokohama fulfill all sorts of strange requests. She was more like a "Yorozuya" (a jack-of-all-trades shop) than a mafia member.

After discovering that she was simply continuing to "help others" on the streets of Yokohama as usual, Mori Ōgai's overburdened leadership duties successfully diverted his attention and prevented him from giving it much thought.

However, a bandaged cat that pays unusual attention to the player discovers something strange.

"What has our [Kawakami] master been busy with lately?"

Zhu Yu, who was scratching her head while looking at the documents on the table, was startled when Dazai suddenly appeared in the office.

"Hello, Dazai." She picked up the documents she had accidentally dropped in fright and greeted him naturally.

Anyway, the player is busy every day, so she has no idea what he is specifically referring to.

"Hmph." Dazai Osamu snorted softly, said nothing more, and lay down on the office sofa. He slumped on the sofa like melted chocolate, too lazy to even move a finger.

The question he asked just now seemed like a spur-of-the-moment thing. He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, only uttering a few indistinct and meaningless syllables from deep in his throat.

Seeing that Dazai had taken over the sofa with an air of entitlement and showed no sign of moving anytime soon, Zhu Yu continued her arduous struggle with the mission report.

Chapter 78 No, not at all...

The thing that she found most difficult about Port Mafia was writing a mission report after each mission.

The system clearly indicated that the task was completed, so why do I still need to write a report?

The key game system doesn't give players any chance to slack off; players are genuinely required to complete rigorously formatted and detailed written reports—essentially experiencing a super realistic work environment within the game!

How could there be such a terrifying game setup!

It completely turned what should have been a joyful game into one filled with a sense of despair...

Zhu Yu: No, hehe ▼_▼

But since she hasn't been promoted enough within the Hong Kong Triads to have a full-time secretary, she has to write reports herself, much to her dismay.

In any case, she basically just gave perfunctory answers to the reports.

[Mission report on "Obtaining intelligence on the rival organization, the Dragon Society"—After defeating the enemy boss, the intelligence was successfully obtained.]

[Mission report on "Discussing expanding the firearms trade with the Seven Nights Gang, a cooperative organization"—The boss was a beautiful and elegant lady, very kind, and the tea and snacks were delicious. The deal was successfully reached.]

......

[Mission report on "Cleansing up the remnants of the Yamaguchi-gumi" - Incompetent, but successful.]

[...The dish is ready.]

She would summarize anything that could be resolved in one sentence, and as a result, she became increasingly perfunctory in her task reports, which led to her being privately summoned for a talk by Mori Ōgai.

Mori Ōgai: "The mission report still needs to be written."

Zhu Yu: "Aba aba."

Mori Ougai: "...Please don't play dumb."

Zhu Yu: "Mmm-hmm."

Mori Ōgai (asserting himself as a leader): "This is the leader's order."

Zhu Yu (with a self-righteous air): "I've never been to school, I can't write."

Mori Ōgai: ......

A certain black-hearted red scarf started to consider whether or not to send someone to school.

But... a meeting is a meeting, but it can't stop her from starting her business.

Since Mori Ougai had no choice but to assign her a partner for each mission, the mission reports naturally fell to her partner.

Unfortunately, those happy days are gone forever.

The black-hearted red scarf is gradually becoming harder to fool; today, she was even forced to write a report, while the soft-hearted and easy-going Chuuya is away on a business trip again...

Ugh.

With a soft sigh, Zhu Yu stared into deep thought at the untouched report.

Writing is impossible, absolutely impossible in this lifetime!

"Oh~ it seems that Lord Kawakami has encountered a little trouble?" Dazai, who had been resting with his eyes closed, turned over and leaned against the sofa, his voice trailing off slowly.

"Yes, this is a huge problem." Zhu Yu looked at the report with a bitter expression, but noticing Dazai's question, she looked at him expectantly, as if she had seen a glimmer of hope. "Dazai, Dazai, would you be willing to help me finish this report?"

"Hey—[Kawakami]-sama, why are you like this? I'm not like that stupid dog Chuuya, who can be fooled with a few nice words." He slowly sat up, his tone full of implications.

"..." Zhu Yu thought for a moment, then silently retorted, "Chuuye isn't stupid either." He was able to perfectly help her complete the mission report, and she wouldn't allow anyone to slander the omnipotent Chuuye-sama!

"..." Dazai choked for a moment, looking at her with a complicated expression, "Idiot."

Zhu Yu: ? ? ? I don't think they're talking about the players.

Zhu Yu refused to admit that she was an idiot: "Please stop cursing Chuuya."

Dazai: ...I'd be an idiot to keep talking to you.

After staring at the other person with dangerously narrowed eyes for a few seconds, Dazai chose to drop the discussion about "who is the idiot".

"If you tell me what you've been busy with lately, I might be able to help you write a report~" Dazai said with a smile, throwing out the bait.

Is there such a good thing?

"Hmm... I usually weed Mrs. Nakamori's yard in the morning and give Hanako an oil massage while I'm at it." She recalled, "Then I go to the dessert shop to make cat food for Mimi. Ah... I put carrots in today, but she's a picky eater and didn't eat it."

"I just got to the office and Alice dragged me to draw again, even though she said the tiger I drew looked like a mouse... We did find a lot of arcade tokens on the people we beat up during the mission, let's go with Chuuya in a few days!"

As she spoke, her eyes lit up.

Dazai: "...I mean, have you been investigating something lately?"

Wise people always like to leave things unsaid; dialogue is, to some extent, a kind of game.

Dazai understands that you have to be more direct when talking to someone, but... he still just can't get used to it.

He lowered his eyes, his fingertips tapping idly on the sofa armrest, the soft fur beneath his touch—Ozaki Koyo thought little girls would prefer fluffy things, so he had specially covered the sofa with a blanket.

He actually had some guesses about what she was investigating, but it was probably related to her good friend, Nakahara Chuuya.

Poor Mr. Mori, he's been recruiting people for so long, and he still hasn't completely tied them to the Port Mafia.

Zhu Yu was unaware of his thoughts, but she herself was caught in a deep dilemma.

No way, no way.

Dazai probably won't find out that he's been secretly investigating "Arahabaki".

Should we admit it or not?

She didn't want to do it in her heart, after all, the task prompt had such a big line of text telling her to do it secretly!

She glanced at Dazai a few times, saved the file, and tentatively said, "No, Dazai, you're overthinking it."

"...Is that so? It seems I was overthinking it." Dazai smiled, the curve of his lips perfectly rounded, even the frequency of his eyelashes falling was perfectly controlled.

Only he knew that those words had barely swirled on his tongue three times before he could utter them; his frozen, heavy emotions could only surge silently within the closed chambers of his heart.

"In that case, I'll leave first."

He stood up without hesitation, as naturally as if nothing had happened, but an invisible crack in the sleeve he was secretly clenching betrayed his thoughts.

"Wait..." Zhu Yu glanced at his mood bubble and hesitated before calling out to him.

The other person left without looking back.

Zhu Yu, completely oblivious: ...Did it just drift away like that, like a little dark cloud?

Dazai arrived suddenly, and he left suddenly as well.

Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, then continued to struggle with the report.

A few days later, as usual, she went out to inquire about the news and suddenly received some heartbreaking news.

The system suddenly popped up a notification: "Side Quest: Investigate Nakahara Chuuya's past privately with the Flag Society members (Failed). The quest has stopped. Please investigate the reason for the failure yourself."

Chapter 79: We can't give up here!

No, what happened?

Players can't afford to lose their 100% mission completion rate because of this! (Panic)

Fortunately, the previous save points weren't overwritten, otherwise she would have faced her first failed mission...

——【Load Save File】

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Yu reappeared in the office, with Dazai Osamu sitting on the sofa not far away, waiting for her answer.

Feeling a pang of regret for the game progress she had lost over the past few days, Zhu Yu chose to answer honestly this time.

Yes. What's wrong?

Zhu Yu now strongly suspects that her mission failed because she answered incorrectly at this crucial juncture.

As expected... don't try to fool a beautiful and intelligent NPC (crying)

She blinked, her eyes filled with a cautious brightness, like a slightly agitated kitten whose fur had been disturbed by its owner for secretly hiding dried fish, frequently observing the owner's reaction.

They practically had their guilty conscience written all over their faces.

Dazai stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly tilted his head and laughed: "It's nothing... it's just that your little actions are a bit obvious~"

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Dazai watched the other person's expression shift from sudden relaxation to immediate tension upon hearing the second half of the sentence.

This pleasure carries the unique scent of decay, much like overripe berries deep in a damp jungle. At first glance, it's full of sweet fragrance, but upon closer inspection, you'll find a spoiled core inside, sweetness and decay intertwined.

The curve of his lips deepened.

"Although Chief Mori hasn't suspected anything yet, if we continue this reckless investigation, it might just attract his attention."

"Luckily I found out early. Cleaning up after you was such a hassle, how are you going to thank me, dear KoKo (Kuko)-chan?"