42 Chapter 42
"Ahh
It was a long time before Nishinomiya Tsurukage made a voice of unknown significance.
He really wants to find a place to bury himself, he can't bear the youthful vitality at all, and the Buddha Sea King doesn't have so many desires...... He began to regret choosing Osamu Dazai as the object of his love experience.,It sounds like the future will not be easy at all.,The physical quality of the body is so poor.,How can you withstand the strong interest of the cat......
Painful, so painful.
When he came back from the shock, he saw that the two Osamu Dazai had already shown the appearance of a cat's quantum entanglement, not only pulling each other's heads, but also pulling each other's hair when they fought, which was very unqualified.
The leader Zai's already precarious hair volume was persecuted, but Osamu Dazai, who was still full of energy, was not frightened at all. Although he is widely criticized for his bad physical skills, he is still in the double black period, and his daily field tasks are much stronger than Osamu Dazai, who has been at home for a long time.
They twisted into wonderful shapes on the carpet of the leader's office, while Nishinomiya Tsurukage sat in the leader's place, holding his head and closing himself.
"Stupid lord, you look like a loser." Osamu Dazai rode on the belly of the leader Zai, "Only a loser will peek into someone else's life." β
The hand that the leader Zai put aside suddenly attacked, grabbed Osamu Dazai's collar and dragged it to the side. Of course, I know my weaknesses, especially in the face of a young and vigorous rabbit.
The position changed up and down, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "You can't." β
"You can'tβ" Osamu Dazai went to grab him by the hair.
The two of them are inseparable, like glue.
"Don't fight-" Nishinomiya Tsurukage was closed to despair, "If you want to fight, if you want to fight......"
"If you want to fight, go to Yueyue and fight in front of Yueyue!"
The two Zai ignored him.
[Month, month. The system is a mess of data, but it has become the calmest one, [You let me go on the number for ten minutes, and I'll solve this problem.] γ
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Ten minutes later, the two Dazai Osamu were tied together and stuffed into the leader's seat large enough to seat two people. Nishinomiya Tsurukage always carries a lot of props on him, including of course a special rope for magic shows, which comes in handy at this time. A string was wrapped around and around, but the final knot was between them.
If you want to untie this knot, you have to put aside your suspicions and work together.
But the two Dazai face to face, extremely "in love" with each other, as long as they relax, even the tip of their noses will bump together, and the struggle will make the two people have more contact, showing disgusted expressions together. It's hard to work together in a short period of time.
"Calm down. I've said I'm going to calm down. β
ββ¦β¦ Tsurukage-kun, how do I think you seem to be the least calm one. β
"Is there one?" Xigong Tsurukage smiled and was very kind, "I'm not angry at all. Isn't it, Dazai-kun? What did you do in Yueyue's room, do you dare to tell the truth? β
"As for the premier," he said in a softer tone, "you don't sleep at night, do you just watch this?" β
Poker face, no matter how good the poker face is, there is no way to stop the feeling of two Dazai Osamu being demons in front of them. He was really tired. Xigong Tsurukage squatted in front of the two Zai, covering his forehead and glancing at the window blocked by the pitch-black curtain.
What kind of poker face, he is going to break the gong today, fork these two dog things out and hang them out of the window, and make double portions of dried mackerel.
"But I haven't done anything in front of Yueyue." Osamu Dazai said extremely quietly, and suddenly disappeared when he received Nishinomiya Tsurukage's gaze.
After all, he was the youngest one present, his crooked thoughts were clearly revealed, and he shouted after taking a deep breath: "Brother-" This voice was particularly soft, as if Xigong Heying had become his own brother, and he was shamelessly coquettish to his brother.
"I'll be responsible for those things......
Xigong Crane Shadow trembled, and he couldn't wait to leave this place overnight with the train on his shoulder.
What are you responsible for, you haven't done anything yet.
He violently stroked Osamu Dazai's head a few times: "Good, Yueyue hasn't agreed to be with you yet, if you continue like this, you will be kicked out of the house." β
He was so serious: "I have a veto on Yueyue's choice of mate. β
"Brother Crane Shadow, it's modern, you want to love freely."
"How's that going to work, Dazai-kun." Nishinomiya Tsurukage squatted in front of Osamu Dazai, looking at the young man's stubborn and struggling side face, and ...... extremely gently
I tied the rope that had been partially untied again.
"My dear, who do you think the friendship between me and Yueyue is deeper than yours?" He blinked his eyes, and the tail of his eyes, which were seven points similar to Xigong Yueyu, curled up, like a fox, "You say, I don't have any blood relationship with him, but I am willing to get along with him until now, for what?" β
Osamu Dazai's eyes widened in disbelief: "You-"
"Everybody's in a fishpond, Dazai-kun, if you can make some mistakes, I'll go back and blow the wind in my ears, even better." Nishinomiya Tsurukage smiled like a complete villain, "Of course, Yueyue herself probably just treats me as a real brother. It's just that he has never been defenseless against me, and who can stop me from doing something......"
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Osamu Dazai's face was so ugly.
In the end, he spat out only two words:
"Perverted."
That is to say, how can anyone engage in orthopedics and cultivation, and also engage in this kind of canary script of villain forced love.
"Settle down, if there is a choice, I also want to be a good person in Yueyue. Besides, do you dare to assure me that you haven't had those thoughts? β
Nishinomiya Tsurukage sighed.
He doesn't want to be with himself, and it's not very strange that he's XP, at least it's within the scope of a normal person.
But the system is lost in thought.
[Wait, Yueyue, you have a point. γ
[You see, being with yourself is the truth, you will never hurt yourself, as long as the energy is enough, we can always make the vest exist normally, whatever you like, you can pinch one out. γ
[Even if you pinch his eighty-eight harems, peerless beauties, domineering handsome guys, and Zhengtai uncles, there is no problem......]
[I am always the most considerate of myself, Yueyue, you can play as much as you want when the time comes.] Can take care of your own physical state perfectly......]
ββ¦β¦ system, you've gone bad. Nishinomiya Tsurukage was speechless, "Go back and kill the virus, I feel like you've hit some yellow waste." β
γβ¦β¦ Woo. γ
"The priority is how to get us back to the world we were." He sighed, "And Fyodor, where was he thrown away when he wasn't here?" Dazai-kun, what time are you sober in this world? β
Osamu Dazai reported a time: "As soon as I came, I was in the cadre office of AFIA, but it was empty, and I was curious to go upstairs, and I saw that this guy was about to go to the rooftop to complete his ideals." β
"Ten minutes ahead of me......"
It seems that the time of their drop is not uniform, and the location is not the same.
Fortunately, he and Osamu Dazai fell very closely, and maybe Fyodor would be near this side as well.
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ββ¦β¦ You're awake. β
Fyodor was awake before he could open his eyes, but he had a headache and just closed his eyes to recuperate.
However, the man beside him seemed to have noticed the subtle difference in breathing and asked aloud.
Fyodor had no choice but to open his eyes.
The appearance of the person in front of him came into view, with short copper hair, blue eyes, a stubble and an unshaven chin, and a sand-colored trench coat, the appearance was very familiar. But......
Probably not the one he knew.
"You know me?" Sakunosuke Oda was a little confused.
He didn't know the fainting strange boy at allβwell, I guess I could call him a teenager, he didn't look very old, his cheeks were soft, and he was wearing a thick pile of skin when he wasn't in season, and he was lying on the side of the road.
On the way back from AFIA with Akutagawa, he met this man.
Although the people around him tried their best to stop him, Oda Sakura still carried him up.
"There is no way to be indifferent to such people."
Since he often picks up some human cubs like this and goes home, the detective agency people dissuaded him and got used to it, only Akutagawa was still a little dissatisfied: "I think this person is extremely dangerous." β
"Akutagawa, you were also rescued by Oda-kun like this, have you forgotten?"
Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent, indeed, he was not a good person, and even after being rescued, he thought about fighting with Oda all day long. But Sakunosuke Oda was still very determined to save him and teach him so much.
He couldn't stop Sakunosuke Oda from doing what he wanted to do.
β¦β¦ Although the man in white looked really too dangerous.
Sakunosuke Oda returned home with the fainted man, and he had to go to Dr. Yosano to treat his injuries first. Although he looked very calm, Akutagawa felt a little guilty in his heart: just for him, the entire detective agency was dispatched to fight AFIA......
Moreover, the man in black and the leader of AFIA, Osamu Dazai, who has always regarded him as an enemy, what this person said just now is indeed correct.
The root cause of his separation from the silver was that he himself abandoned the silver. He is a heartless dog, a person who does not know the way forward, and he is on a rampage, Silver has always been by his side, and he, has he really cared about her thoughts......
He's just resentful, resentful of himself, resentful of others, putting aside the negative emotions that support him, does he really have content at the core of this person?
Ryunosuke Akutagawa was in a trance, he had been in a detective agency for a while before, and he had already vaguely touched this problem, and the leader Zai only picked out everything more directly. He could even vaguely feel that the other party still had something to say.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
He needs to think about the direction of the future, and find the silver who is left alone.
Unbeknownst to him, the man he had asked Sakunosuke Oda to take away in his trance was being sought out by the leader of the AFIA.
Fyodor: "Was I saved by you?" β
"Yes."
"Thank you so much." His eyes are narrow and long, and when they are not wide, they give people a sense of bad intentions, but his voice is soft, and there is a silky burning sensation of a flame shrouded in a cotton lamp, and there is a strange madness hidden in it.
"May I ask your name?"
"Sakunosuke Oda." He brought a bowl of hot soup from the kitchen, which had been prepared for some of the children in the family, and now a bowl was served to Fyodor in advance, and the portion was enough anyway, "What about you?" β
"Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky."
"You're not Japanese...... Your Japanese is fluent. "It's a bit unrecognizable.
Fyodor was soft-looking, and he didn't look very old, and when he saw his black hair, Oda Sakunosuke only thought that this was a wanderer like Akutagawa.
However, in a concession like Yokohama, anyone can appear.
Looking at Fyodor, who was taking a sip of soup, Oda Sakunosuke felt that this kid should be fine. He is very polite, and his behavior also has a kind of aristocratic elegance, but he doesn't like to talk very much, so after a few words, those purple eyes were dull several times - in a daze
"Did you see my hat?"
"That white snow hat? It fell in the muddy water and got dirty, I just washed it and hung it on the balcony. β
"Thank you. Mr. Oda is really a rare and good person. Knowing that his body was not lost, Fyodor smiled. His soiled clothes were also changed.
Oda Sakunosuke was already quite skilled in taking care of people, and when he saw that Fyodor had finished drinking the soup, he took the initiative to take the empty bowl, and there was no intention of asking Fyodor for payment at all.
"Oda-san." Fyodor's gaze circled around the room and finally landed on the bookshelf, "Are you the author?" β
"Hmm. Just writing occasionally. β
Fyodor understood. It seems that this Oda Sakunosuke is the same as Oda Sakunosuke in their world.
So he asked again, "So, do you know Osamu Dazai?" β
ββ¦β¦ Osamu Dazai? Sakunosuke Oda froze and turned back slowly, "Why do you think I know the leader of AFIA?" β
That day at the P bar, too, the young man with his eyes wrapped in bandages looked at him so desperately, as if they should know each other and be very familiar with him. But Sakunosuke Oda had no impression.
Sakunosuke Oda hates this subtle sense of disobedience.
Fyodor was also silent.
Osamu Dazai, the leader of AFIA, sounds like a joke, but think about it again...... It seems to be very reasonable. With Osamu Dazai's talent, it is definitely more than enough to be the leader of AFIA, but this person's personality has always been rotten, how can he suddenly be motivated in this world?
"Oda-sir, can you tell me more?" Fyodor sat on the tatami mat and made the request very seriously.
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The chief may not have been out of the house for 800 years.
He was always assassinated as soon as he went out. Of course, something like Akutagawa Ryunosuke called the door today, and it was a clear killing. After the killing, AFIA's armed security became more stringent, not to mention rats, not a single fly wanted to fly in.
Nakahara Nakahara felt outrageous, he was just pushed away by Osamu Dazai for a while, and such a huge thing happened, and what was even worse was that Osamu Dazai actually prevented him from taking people back to the armed detective agency.
How can this be endured?
How did he not know that Osamu Dazai would have such a holy father one day?
Nakahara also thought about it carefully and found that Osamu Dazai really tolerated too much about this armed detective agency. Obviously, AFIA only needs to use a little power to destroy this organization with a special ability license, but Osamu Dazai has not made a move, allowing the other party to develop freely in Yokohama, and even recruiting people with abnormal abilities.
Thinking about it this way, Nakahara also felt that this armed detective agency should have poured some ecstasy soup into Osamu Dazai, otherwise how could it be so tolerant.
He was so furious that he almost stormed the office of the AFIA leader with his anomalous powers.
Osamu Dazai was sitting in the leader's seat, the light was dim, he supported his chin with his hands, revealing a little curved jawline, his eyes and most of his face were hidden in the darkness.
Zhongyuan Zhong has long been accustomed to him pretending to be a ghost.
"Osamu Dazai!"
"Ah, Nakaya, my dog, you're finally here?"
For a moment, Nakahara also felt that something was wrong, but anger dominated him and rushed over to grab Osamu Dazai's collar: "What's going on with you today-"
He saw his face in the faint light and asked, "You were scratched on the face by the Assassin?" β
Osamu Dazai:......
Hehe.
"That's not right." Nakahara also felt the weight on his hands, "Dazai, when did you eat fat again?" Could it be overwork? β
He stretched out his hand, intending to pinch Osamu Dazai's face to take a closer look, but was violently slapped off by Osamu Dazai.
"Yikes! It's disgusting, Nakaya, you would do such a disgusting thing. β
It's a bit like the bastard who worked overtime for four years, it's a bit like when he and Osamu Dazai were still in the dark, a more lively and still noisy Dazai.
Wrong.
This is really a young Osamu Dazai.
Nakahara also pupil earthquake.
He wouldn't be mistaken, although the light source was so dim that he couldn't see it clearly now, but the person in front of him was obviously much younger than the Dazai he was familiar with, there was even a little soft flesh on his cheeks, and his hair looked a little more, and the hand that reached out and patted him also had a youthful touch - more gun calluses, and later Osamu Dazai focused on paperwork, and there was a thick calloon on the side of the middle finger of his right hand.
"You're not Dazai, who are you?"
"How come I'm not Dazai?" Osamu Dazai was so disgusted that he wanted to push Nakahara away.
Just then, the door on the side finally opened. It was a rest room, which was originally used for the chief to rest when he was tired from work, but Akutagawa Gin, who was the chief's secretary most of the time, stayed there so that she could take care of Osamu Dazai and arrange any tasks at any time. Sometimes Nakahara Naka also rests there in order to protect Osamu Dazai closely.
"Nakaya, you even confess to me."
A man with an unfamiliar face walked out, tall but thin, dressed in a simple suit trousers and a white shirt that couldn't be cleaner anymore. The cuffs were thinly rolled up, and the exposed arms were so thin that they couldn't see any muscles, and they had deviated far from the course of normal people, and their wrists and necks were wrapped in bandages.
Although his voice has changed, Nakahara also has a gut feeling that this is his bastard leader, Osamu Dazai.
Nakaya Nakahara: "??? β
"What are you doing? Dressed like this, are you going? β
Leader Zai: "I didn't expect to pay attention to these things." β
"Who is this?"
Osamu Dazai: "Osamu Dazai." Nakaya, you won't be mistaken. β
Zhongyuan Nakatsu only felt that there were two Dazai Osamu flying fifty centimeters above his skull, one was black and one was the leader, and the two Zai were turning in circles while honking: "I'm Dazai, I'm Dazai, you won't admit your mistake, no, you can even admit my mistake......"
Nishinomiya Crane Shadow: ......
He really couldn't understand how the relationship between the two Dazai Osamu suddenly got better again.
Could it be that the persecution of the Central Plains together can also enhance the relationship?
He also came out of the lounge, and also changed his clothes, his hair that had been loosely tied up was tied into a high ponytail, which suddenly became much sharper, and the hem of his shirt was tucked into the waistband of his pants, which made his waist thinner and thinner, perhaps because of habit, he wore a pair of white gloves - all new clothes that he had turned over in the lounge and had not been worn, probably Osamu Dazai's spare clothes.
He's dressed fairly well anyway.
"Dazai-kun, you can change that outfit......"
"Tsk, who wants to wear it." Osamu Dazai grabbed the red scarf on his shoulder, threw it with his hand, and threw it directly on Nakaya Nakahara's face.
βοΌβ Nakahara also had a headache to death, and subconsciously asked with a little fear, "You are also Osamu Dazai?" β
"......," Nishinomiya Tsurukage cast some loving glances, "No." β
This cadre also looks really pitiful, and ......
He is 1.6 meters, sandwiched between the three of them 1.8 meters, subtly presenting a feeling of weakness - of course, it is just an illusion, he can at least carry the three people present alone.
"And who are you?"
Osamu Dazai shook his voice: "It's my brother!" It's my brother-in-law! β
ββ¦β¦ Nishinomiya Crane Shadow, it doesn't matter if you don't know him. β
Xigong Heying naturally likes suits, although this dress does not belong to him, but it is inexplicably different from the leader Zai when he wears it. He slowly arranges his gloves.
Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him, and always felt that this person was going to perform on the stage in the next second, he stood in this dark and dull office, but he was like a darling of light, and his whole body and even his hair were shiny, making people unconsciously look away.
"Dazai, what the hell is going on."
"Hmm." The face of the leader Zai was disguised, and it was different from the original appearance, but when the expression was made, it was still the same as before, with a sense of control over the whole situation and a sense of condescending contempt, "To put it simply, I want to go out." β
Nakahara Nakaya: "...... Ha? β
Today, is he crazy, or is the world crazy?
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Torturing Nakahara can also make Osamu Dazai relax. Nishinomiya Tsurukage thought to himself.
With a little bit of energy, he pinched some of the finches and pigeons, and let them find Fyodor's place. Now it's been found, it's just that location......
He walked in front to lead the way, while two Osamu Dazai were sandwiched in the middle, and finally embellished with a trance-like Nakahara Nakaya.
Fantastic team.
The distance between them is not far and not close, just enough to leave each other with plenty of privacy. The two Osamu Dazai obviously have more to talk about, and get together. Osamu Dazai was a little dissatisfied with the fact that the leader was a cut above him, and when he spoke, he tried his best to raise his chest, very stubborn.
"You really did this and that...... Mori Ouwai?"
"Of course."
"Wow...... I also want. But you look like you haven't been off work for four years, it's scary, how can you be so unthinkable? β
The leader glanced at the unconscious, but blissful Jae: "Yes, why. β
"You've really been using ...... A peek into my life? β
ββ¦β¦ I did get it. The leader's eyes darkened, "The world is too fragile and limited by rules, I can't say it directly." I'm not always concerned about your world, but ...... I'm sure there are a lot of people who are paying attention to you. β
Osamu Dazai suddenly felt a chill. If he and Yueyue are ...... at such and such times
"Don't worry, at most it's a text version."
ββ¦β¦ Still no! Osamu Dazai felt horrified at the thought of this, but he was also curious about something else, "Since you can look at fate from a different perspective, then ......"
He rubbed his hands together: "Did I get together with Yueyue later?" β
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The leader Zai just glanced at Osamu Dazai very, very seriously, and he covered one eye with a bandage, but the emotion in the only remaining iris eye was so heavy that Osamu Dazai held his breath for a while, quietly waiting for what the leader Zai would say next.
There is only the sound of footsteps, and the wind in Yokohama has been blowing through the streets for ten years.
ββ¦β¦ You'll see. β