I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

who? Chuuya is dead? ?

Chiki Kazumi couldn't help but clench her fists. She almost wanted to pry open Osamu Dazai's brain to see what stuff was inside.

Last time, I imagined that the male idol was dead. Will he come back this time? !

Can't you think of something positive? !

She closed her eyes and finally decided to leave.

But before leaving, she needed to clarify, "He's fine, nothing happened." Chiaki Kazumi emphasized her accent to show the anger in her heart.

Please put away your death script immediately and stop thinking about how my boyfriend died every day!

After saying that, she didn't even look at Osamu Dazai's expression and walked away directly.

Anyway, he will catch up later.

Dazai Osamu watched her walk away with half-squinted eyes, his voice was so soft that the wind blew it away and disappeared without a trace.

"Is everything okay...?"

……

"Hey, do you want something to drink?" Zhongyuan Zhongya grabbed the person and left. Now he didn't know where he was going, so he simply looked back to see if he wanted something to drink.

The passers-by all around were holding food and drink in their hands, how could he be left behind?

Megumi Fujiwara kept her little head lowered and followed Nakahara Chuuya nervously. When he stopped like this, he lowered his head and didn't look at the road, and he bumped directly into it.

hiss--

Zhongyuan Zhongya covered his nose and took a step back suddenly, let go of him and said in a low voice: "Why don't you look at the road when you are walking?"

Megumi Fujiwara also covered her forehead with her hands, her eyes misty, "I'm sorry."

He looked a little aggrieved, his tone was soft and waxy, and his curly and fluffy short hair made him look small and pitiful. Zhongyuan Zhongya immediately softened his heart and pinched his painful nose, "Forget it, you should be more careful next time. Be careful what happens to you.”

He looked at the other person and nodded honestly, and asked again what he wanted to drink.

This time Fujiwara Megumi shook his head.

"Then what do you want to play?" Now that they have come to the amusement park, Zhongyuan Zhongya is still very conscious.

You still have to play when you have to.

Fujiwara Megumi shook his head again.

"Tsk." After he spoke, he clearly noticed that the other party shrank.

Nakahara Chuya sighed inwardly, not knowing how that Ms. Dazai taught her children.

He looked around and said, "Follow me." He naturally took the boy's hand, but as expected, the hand froze again.

"Boss, if you win all the prizes, you will get the grand prize." Zhongyuan Zhongya pointed to the grand prize placed over there and asked a middle-aged man who was obviously the owner of the stall.

The stall owner nodded and said in a good-natured manner: "Brother, do you want a handful?"

“If you win all the tickets, you will not only get the grand prize, but you will also get this one for free.”

"Okay, it's him." Nakahara Chuuya moved his palms, signaling Fujiwara Megumi to watch carefully.

The latter nodded obediently and looked at the orange-haired young man with a serious facial expression, raising his hand and throwing in a standard and smooth motion.

Snapped--

A small balloon was punctured.

puff.

Chiki and Mi, who had just arrived, couldn't help laughing when they saw this posture.

Can you imagine that the cadres of the Port Mafia were seriously putting up little balloons here.

And now she not only saw it, but she also watched it silently from a distance with full of lovely thoughts.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't think too much about it. When he finished throwing the darts and there were no missed shots, the stall owner had already applauded.

"Brother, it looks like he has practiced it before. He is very good."

"Here, your grand prize."

He picked up the oversized rabbit doll and handed it to the little brother who looked like a celebrity.

Nakahara Chuuya put the doll, which was almost as long as his height, into Megumi Fujiwara's arms.

The latter took a few steps back, holding the rabbit stuffed animal that was almost swamping others in his hands, feeling a little dazed.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had to correct his posture, "Idiot, you have to hug him like this." He was also considerate and worried that he would not be weak, so he attached a layer of superpowers to him.

Fujiwara Megumi felt a sudden lightness in her arms. For a moment, she opened her big round eyes and looked at the red eyes of the rabbit doll that was placed in front of her, quite suspicious of life.

"Don't you like it?" Zhongyuan Zhongya felt that children should like stuffed things.

Megumi Fujiwara looked at him, then at the rabbit doll, and finally rubbed her face carefully, her eyes suddenly brightened.

"I like it!" His best friend has never given him such a big doll before!

Seeing how much he was having fun, all the nervousness he had felt just now was gone. Zhongyuan Zhongya curled his lips and said, "I'll give it to you."

Fujiwara Megumi's eyes were brighter than before. She hugged the rabbit doll and rubbed her face hard. Her cheeks were rosy and she raised her head and replied: "Thank you, Chuuya!"

Zhongyuan Zhongya touched his head with a hint of pleasure as he had successfully coaxed a child. His delicate and beautiful eyebrows were full of arrogance and unruliness.

"If you want anything, you can tell me."

"money is not a problem."

The black-haired boy holding the doll gave him a sweet smile, as beautiful as a handsome boy from a comic book.

Chiki Kazumi slowly fixed this scene of youth and teenager permanently in the photo.