“…?”

Wrapped in a winter coat and wearing earmuffs, a young man with long hair suddenly emitted a slight sound.

He glanced towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the slanting sun, the city was enveloped in a hazy yellow hue, with unpredictable clouds. Only from the highest building in the entire city could one admire such a beautiful scene, as if—having control over the entire city.

“Rikodu, it’s rather rude to be distracted in front of guests who have traveled a long way,” said Mori Ougai, dressed in formal attire with white gloves, elegant and composed. At the age of around thirty, he sat on the throne representing the leader of the Port Mafia atop the building, with his almost officer-like bodyguard, Rikodu, beside him.

In the spacious reception room of the Port Mafia headquarters, the “guest” was quite small.

It was a baby dressed in a black hat, black suit, and black leather shoes, sitting in a luxurious European-style chair. With curly locks framing his chubby face, he didn’t seem too small due to his physique.

Such a strong presence!

The world’s number one assassin, personally visiting the Port Mafia as a family tutor specially appointed by the Vongola family.

Such an act, placed in the underworld, was a form of recognition for the Port Mafia, regardless of whether Mori wanted to admit it or not, as the gap between the Port Mafia and the Vongola family was too significant at this point.

While the times may produce heroes, there were few families that could withstand the test of time and remain standing. Even though the Vongola family may no longer be as powerful as before, showing signs of decline, their internal legacy was still enviable to other families. No one didn’t want to have a heritage that lasted for hundreds of years.

Hyakki’s gaze fell on Mori’s bodyguard, and he lightly said, “It’s alright, perhaps there is something important.”

Was there really something important?

Mori felt the sting in Hyakki’s words, which in turn made him somewhat dissatisfied with Rikodu.

Rikodu snapped out of his daze and apologized with a bow, “Boss, I’ve been neglectful.”

Mori didn’t dwell on it further, just grunted in acknowledgment, and then tapped Rikodu on the back before continuing the conversation with Hyakki, the representative of the Vongola family who was visiting them. Hyakki said, “Members of the Vongola family have entered Yokohama City only to search for a missing intelligence agent. The tenth-generation heir has also arrived…”

Rikodu suddenly gasped for breath, his breathing not escaping the notice of the two men nearby.

Mori’s smile took on a dangerous edge. “Rikodu?”

Are you, as a prospective officer, not interested in becoming an official officer in the future?

Rikodu, with his foreign appearance, seemed to grow even colder. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his lips turning blue from the cold. His gaze seemed vacant as he stared out of the window and murmured, “It’s about Leibo Street…”

Both Mori and Hyakki turned to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window. Hyakki had looked at a map of Yokohama City before coming, and had heard about the location known as Leibo Street, where a large explosion was said to have occurred after the war.

It was a bowl-shaped location, established as a gathering place in the deep pit—Leibo Street.

At this moment, a plume of black smoke rose from Leibo Street, reaching straight into the sky.

The clouds were torn apart!

A high-density burst of dark red energy erupted!

The energy monitoring device of the Special Ability Espionage Department sounded the alarm, and branch members were called in for emergency overtime work. Members of the Port Mafia stationed at various locations in Yokohama City reported what they saw, and the information was finally relayed to Mori’s phone, which was vibrating in his pocket.

Mori took it out and glanced at it, quickly scrolling through the messages. “…”

【The King of Leibo Street has gone mad.】

The last message, from Dazai, succinctly stated the reason.

Hyakki was very interested in what was happening in Yokohama City, but Mori didn’t intend to share proactively. After setting some ground rules, the Port Mafia would treat members of the Vongola family with courtesy, and the Vongola family would not interfere in local affairs in Yokohama City. Once they found the missing intelligence agent, they would leave.

With the gaze of Port Mafia members watching, Hyakki left the building representing their power. A smirk played on his lips, and a green lizard rested quietly on the brim of his hat, its reptilian eyes revealing a cold-blooded chill.

It wasn’t until he was in the car that came to pick him up that Hyakki finally made a call, holding his phone to his ear.

“Hello there~.”

“Hibari, what did you see at Leibo Street?”

That’s right, Hyakki had arrangements for every prospective member of the family. For the combative Hibari Kyoya, the arrangement was simple: throw him into the most suitable place for battle.

Leibo Street!

Hibari Kyoya found himself at the scene of the incident and was quite satisfied with the overall fierce atmosphere of Leibo Street, especially during his “conquest” of the new territory, witnessing a scene that surpassed reality.

The teenager with black hair and phoenix eyes leaned halfway on the ground, steadying himself with his hand as he inched forward. The wind ahead was wild, with an energy burst exceeding normal scale, causing great panic among the residents of Leibo Street. Most of them had moved here in the early days of Leibo Street’s establishment and had deep psychological shadows from the explosion that had swept through the city’s outskirts.

He looked up at the tangerine-haired youth in a murky state and said with a hint of excitement in his voice, “I saw a carnivorous animal emitting a dark red light all over its body, and there were several other strange… individuals.”

The reason they were considered strange was that despite being so close to the explosion, while houses were destroyed, these individuals remained unharmed, as if the dark red energy that could shatter rocks wasn’t as powerful as it seemed. While Liu Dao Hai’s position was a mystery due to his illusions, Dazai was genuinely immune to the energy. The third person besides them, Nakahara, stood behind Dazai, protected from the direct impact by the “No Longer Human” ability.

Liu Dao Hai’s main body let out a slightly pained groan as he reluctantly moved the fainted Inu and Chinzei aside. Most of his mental consciousness was still engaged in the struggle within Nakahara’s body.

Rather than calling it a struggle, it was more like an overwhelming defeat!

He could no longer concentrate to observe the unusual Dazai. The power of Arahabaki was fully awakening, making him realize the magnitude of the bomb he had detonated.

“No, if this continues, I must abandon this contract.”

“My mind is being contaminated…”

Blood oozed from Liu Dao Hai’s Wheel of Life, his polluted mind causing him to falter, unable to sever the connection in time. However, thanks to the illusionist’s power, Nakahara’s rampage was suppressed to some extent. Although there were numerous tainted scars on the surface of his skin, it had not reached the point of tearing his body apart in an instant!

The humanoid shell was preserved.

But the human consciousness was sinking into the pollution, emitting a beast-like roar.

“Roarrrr—!!”

The black “beast” went berserk within the human body, becoming extremely violent, gradually breaking free from the restraints placed upon it. The external manifestation was evident in the tangerine-haired youth’s eyes turning into vertical pupils, exuding an increasingly inhuman aura.

A monster? A demon? Strange supernatural power?

Various speculations ran through Dazai’s mind as he stepped back, relinquishing the opportunity for combat to Hyakki. He had long noticed Hyakki’s ability to slay unseen “things,” and Hyakki’s relentless pursuit to slay Nakahara probably stemmed from understanding Nakahara’s inner condition.

“Hyakki, he’s lost control. Do you want to save him or kill him… It’s up to you…”