Chapter 14 : Chapter 14

Chapter 14:

Bourbon—who was the Public Security undercover agent using the alias Amuro Tooru, while his real name was Furuya Rei—had never imagined that he would hear the name of his police academy classmate and friend under such circumstances.

Because a mafia Executive Candidate had not gone to school on a weekday, Matsuda had kept him at the police station?

Furuya Rei: …?

Matsuda, what are you doing, Matsuda! Do you know who the person you detained is?

【I cannot laugh anymore, I cannot laugh anymore.】

【Rei: Matsuda, I sqwidhfiohd.】

【Matsuda is amazing—】

【This is the first time I have seen Tooru-kun make that expression, hahahahahaha.】

【After all, not everyone can stay calm after learning that their friend treated a dangerous person as a truant and took him away.】

【I am dying of laughter. MVP of this round: Matsuda Jinpei.】

Remembering the profile he had seen while investigating the target named Kiyohara Jun, Furuya Rei could not help clenching his fist.

Before he had seen the profile, Furuya Rei had felt some anger that a fourteen-year-old boy had been forced into the darkness. But after seeing that profile, that anger had turned into regret and sorrow, as well as a trace of wariness toward the fact that Kiyohara Jun would be his enemy.

Judging from that profile alone, Kiyohara Jun was a genius. Even if he had remained on the side of the light, he would have accomplished great things. And yet such a genius had actually become a member of the mafia. This made Furuya Rei feel some regret.

But compared to regret, what Furuya Rei felt more at this moment was wariness.

Now, a genius of that caliber, an Executive Candidate of the mafia, had actually been detained at the police station because of something as ridiculous as not going to school on a weekday.

Was this an accident? While Furuya Rei whispered with Chianti about whether Gin had been tricked, he thought inwardly that if this was an accident, then the coincidence was far too great.

If it was not an accident, then had Kiyohara Jun sensed the Organization’s plan? Furuya Rei felt a slight chill in his heart, but in his view, there had been no point at which the Organization’s plan had leaked. It would be very difficult for Kiyohara Jun to detect it.

No matter what. Furuya Rei thought that this fourteen-year-old boy absolutely could not be treated as an ordinary fourteen-year-old boy.

At the same time, Kiyohara Jun, who had just gotten out of the police car, expressionlessly sneezed several times in a row.

Kiyohara Jun: ? Am I catching a cold?

【Hahahahahahahahahahaha.】

【Gin and Tooru-kun talked about him so much that he started sneezing, hhhhhhh.】

【I cannot laugh anymore, I cannot laugh anymore.】

? Who was talking about me? Kiyohara Jun was confused. Who were Gin and Tooru-kun?

“What is wrong? Did you catch a cold?” Matsuda Jinpei, who got out of the car right after Kiyohara Jun, noticed that Kiyohara Jun had sneezed several times in a row. This culprit who had caused Kiyohara Jun to sneeze raised an eyebrow and asked.

Kiyohara Jun expressionlessly glared at Matsuda Jinpei and shifted the blame. If he had caught a cold, then this police officer, who had been the first to ask him why he had not gone to school, was definitely the culprit.

To actually identify the correct culprit who had made him sneeze—this was probably what they called fools having fool’s luck.

There was a blanket, a cup of hot cocoa, a warm break room, a soft sofa, and Kiyohara Jun, utterly baffled.

Kiyohara Jun had originally thought he would be immediately taken into an interrogation room for questioning. Now, somewhat bewildered, he looked at these police officers, all of whom were watching him with kind expressions.

“Do not be afraid.” Sato Miwako looked at the expressionless boy sitting there, with not a trace of vitality about him, and could not help feeling a thread of pity pass through her heart. She said gently, “This is the police station. You no longer have to be forced to do things you dislike.”

On the way back to the police station, after the police officers had asked Kiyohara Jun his name, they pulled up his records.

The information on the file showed that both of Kiyohara Jun’s parents had been members of the Yokohama Port Mafia. When Kiyohara Jun was twelve, they had died in an exchange of fire, and Kiyohara Jun himself had dropped out of school immediately after their deaths and joined the Port Mafia.

Thinking of the contents of that file, Sato Miwako’s expression became even softer.

Kiyohara Jun: ?

What was wrong with these police officers? He was a vicious and ruthless Port Mafia Executive Candidate. Kiyohara Jun looked blankly at the way these police officers fussed over him with concern. The pity and kindness on their faces were so abundant that even someone as slow-witted as Kiyohara Jun could see it.

“I say, aren’t all of you overflowing with maternal affection a little too much?” The moment Matsuda Jinpei came in, he saw a group of police officers surrounding a boy and radiating goodwill.

“Jinpei-chan.” Hagiwara Kenji looked at the angry gazes those police officers shot over and could not help holding his forehead. He tugged at Matsuda Jinpei’s sleeve. “You are in the First Investigation Division right now, not the □□ Disposal Squad. If you get beaten up, I cannot save you.”

Matsuda Jinpei waved a hand indifferently. “It is still uncertain who would beat whom.”

“All right, all right.” Matsuda Jinpei clapped his hands, then looked toward the group of police officers overflowing with maternal affection. “As for what should be done now, I believe the elites of the First Investigation Division understand better than I do, right?”

“Name?”

“Kiyohara Jun.”

“Age?”

“Fourteen.”

“Occupation and affiliation?”

“…”

“Occupation and affiliation?”

“Mafia. Port Mafia.”

“I say, are you interrogating a criminal?” Sato Miwako could no longer endure it and slammed the table as she stood up. She glared at Matsuda Jinpei. “You are from the □□ Disposal Squad, yet not only are you interfering with the work of our First Investigation Division, you are even pushing it further by interrogating a child like a criminal?”

“He is no child.” After seeing Kiyohara Jun’s file, Matsuda Jinpei had changed his attitude toward him. He spun the pen in his hand, then turned his head and met Kiyohara Jun’s expressionless gaze.

Recalling the way the boy had addressed the person on the other end of the phone as “Boss,” and noticing that the black suit on the boy’s body was clearly expensive, Matsuda Jinpei was quite certain that Kiyohara Jun, who could speak directly with the Boss, must hold a high position within the organization.

And when he thought of the information he had seen about the Port Mafia, Matsuda Jinpei was certain in his heart that this boy named Kiyohara Jun most likely had blood on his hands.

After all, the insane acts committed by the Port Mafia that he had read about in the records included something like killing every red-haired boy on the street simply because the Boss’s car had been pranked by a red-haired boy.

The Port Mafia that had committed such acts would never allow a kindhearted fourteen-year-old boy who refused to stain his hands with blood to sit in a high-ranking position.

Those golden eyes, even now, remained utterly empty, without the slightest trace of life, as though everything in the world was no different to him.

It was difficult to imagine that such eyes could appear on a fourteen-year-old boy.

【World-famous painting—Kiyohara Jun at the police station.】

【World-famous painting—Kiyohara Jun being interrogated.】

【I cannot laugh anymore, I cannot laugh anymore.】

【Hahahahahahahahaha, Mazda-chan, Kiyohara Jun’s nemesis!】

“Talk. Hand over all of your criminal records.” Matsuda Jinpei took out a notebook from who knew where. Although he was a police officer from the □□ Disposal Squad, he performed the role convincingly and blended flawlessly into the First Investigation Division. He even said, “Leniency for confession, severity for resistance.”

For a moment, it was truly difficult to tell whether he was the police officer from the First Investigation Division, or whether the surrounding police officers overflowing with maternal affection were the ones from the First Investigation Division.

Kiyohara Jun opened his mouth. Even he knew that if he actually said anything, then even if Boss Mori came to get him out, he probably would not be able to leave.

But looking at Matsuda Jinpei’s behavior, Kiyohara Jun seriously suspected that if he did not say something today, then even if Boss Mori sent someone to get him out, Matsuda Jinpei would not let him leave.

Then what could he say? Kiyohara Jun fell into deep thought.

【I cannot laugh anymore, I cannot laugh anymore.】

【This is my first time seeing Kiyohara Jun show an expression like this in front of someone other than his Adjutant, hahahahaha.】

【I think Jun is really in a bad position now. If he says something, he cannot leave. If he says nothing, he cannot get past Jinpei.】

【Why not report Mori Ougai for being a lolicon, hahahahahaha.】

【I am dying of laughter. Kiyohara Jun reports his own Boss under his real name for being a lolicon and employing child labor.】

【…Do not say that. You are actually right.】

【?????】

【Damn!】

? What? Boss Mori was a lolicon?

Kiyohara Jun could not help thinking of the little girl named Alice, whom he had seen in the Boss’s office that day. He had originally thought she was Boss Mori’s child, but now that he thought about it, Alice did not look like Boss Mori at all.

No way… Could Boss Mori really be a lolicon?

Kiyohara Jun fell into deep thought.

“What are you thinking about?” Just then, Matsuda Jinpei, who could tell that Kiyohara Jun was thinking about something, suddenly asked.

“Our Boss is a lolicon, pedophilic pervert,” Kiyohara Jun, who was still deep in thought, answered subconsciously.

The moment Kiyohara Jun said this, the entire room fell silent.

When Kiyohara Jun realized what he had said, he looked at the police officers whose righteous indignation made them seem as though they might rush to Yokohama and arrest Mori Ougai at any moment. Unable to stop himself, he tried to defend Mori Ougai a little.

“Our Boss is only raising a little girl in the Boss’s office who does not look like him at all and appears to be at most twelve years old. He…” Halfway through his words, even someone as slow-witted as Kiyohara Jun realized that he was only making things worse.

Boss Mori, I am sorry.

Kiyohara Jun tightly shut his mouth and sank into self-isolation.

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.】

【Kiyohara Jun, you actually really said it, hahahahahaha.】

【Mori Ougai’s reputation has been ruined. Wait, did he have a reputation?】

【I am dying of laughter, hahahahahahaha.】

【Kiyohara Jun did this on purpose, right? To take a tiny bit of revenge on Mori Ougai for making him come to Tokyo to handle the branch’s affairs.】

【I also think Jun did it on purpose, hahahahahaha.】

【Although Mori Ougai really is so miserable, I am seriously dying of laughter, hahahahahahaha.】

【Such a good sub ordinate.】

Looking at the words on the bullet comments, Kiyohara Jun sank into even deeper self-isolation.

Just as the indignant police officers were all talking over one another, angrily denouncing Mori Ougai as an inhuman pervert, Megure Juzo came in.

Megure Juzo’s expression carried helplessness.

“Kiyohara-kun, the person coming to pick you up has arrived.”