Mr. Hat who was forced to lose his memory

"Ah - sneeze!"

Sitting in front of a small heater, Zhongyuan Zhong also sneezed heavily, wrapping the blanket around his body even more tightly.

"How are you, Your Excellency? Drink some brown sugar ginger soup, it will make you feel better." The short-haired boy immediately asked with some concern when he heard Chuya Zhongya's sneeze.He was wearing a white coat, holding a tray in his hand, and the porcelain bowl filled with brown sugar and ginger soup was slowly steaming.

A few minutes ago, that boy had introduced himself as Yaken Toshiro.At that time, Nakahara Nakaya was twisting his dripping wet clothes, and scolded Osamu Dazai, who was also drenched all over.

If you want to take him to Honmaru, you can choose the normal way, but you have to choose the crazy way. It is absolutely a miracle that Osamu Dazai has not been beaten to death until now.

"Ah... hello, I'm Zhongya Zhongyuan." Zhongya Zhongya put a towel on his head to dry off the water drops, and out of courtesy, he also introduced himself.

The towels were provided by Mitsutada Candlestick. In addition, he also brought two thick blankets, one for Osamu Dazai and one for Chuya Nakahara.

Probably because Honmaru has not been to other outsiders for a long time, so except for the dozen or so knives left behind by the government of Toki and the expedition, the other sword men put down what they were doing and came out curiously. The outsider brought back by the master—no, it’s not appropriate to say it’s an outsider, after all, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, two swordsmen who came back from the present world, said that the red-haired boy was the master’s sweetheart.

"They are most of the swords left in the main pill that I told Chuya before."

Osamu Dazai had already changed into a clean and refreshing suit, with a long red scarf wrapped around his neck, and even the bandage was wrapped around it for a long time, only his right eye was exposed.Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar attire, Nakahara also felt in a daze that time and space traveled back to a few years ago. Osamu Dazai was still the leader of the port mafia, and he was the sharpest knife under him, capable of tearing everything apart. The beast of the enemy.

"Candlestick cut." Osamu Dazai called lightly.

"Yes, do you have any orders from the master?" The man in a suit wearing an eye patch immediately stepped forward.

"I'm going back to the Toki no Government to deal with some affairs." Osamu Dazai said, his demeanor had returned to his usual self-possession, "You take Nakaya to visit Honmaru and introduce some things he doesn't know. "

"Follow the Lord's orders."

There is a huge instrument panel in the center of the courtyard, emitting a faint golden light.Nakahara also saw that Osamu Dazai took out a token and pressed it in a recessed place, and entered a password.The instrument panel spun at a high speed in an instant, and the light from it instantly engulfed Osamu Dazai.When the light dissipated, Osamu Dazai was no longer there.

Before Chuya Chuya was stunned by the high technology, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada greeted him: "Please follow me, Mr. Nakaya."

"Ah... Brother Guangzhong."

It is also great to see familiar people in the huge Honmaru. Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada took care of him a lot in the past when he was in another world. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with his concealment in the Central Plains later, he still obeyed Dazai after all. A man with a sword and sword, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and Nakahara Chuya is still willing to treat him as a respected brother Guangzhong.

The most important thing is that the food cooked by Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada is super delicious. Who would have trouble with someone who can cook well?

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong took Zhongyuan Zhongya to visit the basic places such as the forging room, restoration room, horse farm and plowing field, and met many familiar or unfamiliar faces on the way.

Familiar swordsmen such as California Kiyomitsu, Izumi Mori Kanesada and Hotaru, etc., who have met several times in the past, are unfamiliar with those who drink tea like grandpas in the corridor. Kasen Kanesada who washed the quilt and dried the bed sheets outside, Toshiro Natsuo and Toshiro Kokuku who fed the horses in the horse farm, and many little boys who looked younger than Nakahara Nakaya, the whole Honmaru was like a bustling crowd big family.

"It looks too... the court is okay with you."

Nakahara also remembers that Osamu Dazai once told him that his code name in Honmaru is Oba Yozo, and he didn’t reveal his real name before because some swordsmen would hide themselves from the gods who revealed their real name, but now there is no need to worry about this The problem is, the entire Toki no Osamu is controlled by Osamu Dazai, even if you give them a hundred courage, they will not go to hide him, but Oba Yezang is used to the name, so just call it Followed down.

"Actually..." Candlestick Cut Guangzhong smiled wryly, "Although the master is not bad to us, he is not very gentle. Every sword here has been cruelly trained by him. In order to get the recognition of the master, we Every sword has worked very hard, and the expedition has never stopped."

Nakahara also remembered the way Osamu Dazai trained Atsushi Nakajima, the white god of death, when he was in the port mafia, and immediately sighed.

Sure enough... no matter how much time has passed, Osamu Dazai is still that Osamu Dazai.

Honmaru has a pleasant scenery. Not far away is a huge cherry blossom tree, and the falling flowers are colorful. The water under the small bridge is crystal clear, and a few carp can be seen faintly shuttling between the rock cracks.The breeze is coming slowly, and the water is calm, just like a Taoyuan Township that is not known to outsiders.

According to Candlestick Cut Mitsutada, this kind of scenery is maintained by the master's spiritual power and will never wither.However, in order to follow the natural rules of sunrise and sunset in this world, Honmaru also automatically set twelve hours of day and twelve hours of night in a 24-hour day.

It was now afternoon, and several people were having a picnic under the huge cherry blossom tree. Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada greeted them: "Your Excellency Taro, Your Excellency Jiro."

"Hahaha, it's Candlestick Cut, is that little one the one brought back by the master?"

The gorgeous man with an oiran decoration on his head and delicate makeup on his face smiled generously, and he greeted Nakahara Zhongya familiarly to come over and invite him to taste wine together: "Would you like to have a drink? This is extremely rare Old wine."

Nakahara also smelled the mellow aroma coming from the jug, Jiro Tachi was right, this is indeed a rare good wine.His eyes lit up, and he was about to readily agree, but Candlestick Qie Guangzhong stopped him with a kind smile: "This is not allowed, Mr. Chuya. The master once told us not to let you touch a drop of wine."

"what?!"

"Besides, Mr. Nakaya, you are not of legal drinking age, are you?"

"Wait, I'm actually twenty..."

"Please understand, otherwise we will be very embarrassed."

In the end, Nakahara Nakaya could only reluctantly refuse Jiro Tachi’s invitation to drink with aggrieved pain. He still knows how much he can drink. What if he smashed a lot of facilities because of drunkenness on the first day he came to Honmaru? It's really inappropriate to think about it.

Jiro Tachi didn't say anything, he just smiled and said that we can meet again another day, he has a lot of good wine, and the storage can make Nakahara Chuya drink enough at one time.

As a result, Nakahara Chuya's favorability for Jiro Tachi has increased a lot.If he was still a cadre of the port mafia at this moment, maybe he would almost take out all the expensive red wine in the bottom of his box and share it with others to call him a brother.

After leaving under the cherry tree, Nakahara Nakahara continued to follow the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, and met two people who were sitting by the pool and chatting.

The two figures are one tall and one short, and the tall one, Nakahara, knew each other. He met once when he was on a school trip in Hakodate. It was one of Hijikata Toshizo's favorite swords, Izumi Mori Kanesada, and the other, It should be...

Nakahara looked at Wakizashi who was about the same height as him: "Are you alright?"

"Thank you for your concern. After Mr. Ishikimaru's purification ceremony, he has almost recovered." The black-haired boy replied with a warm smile.

Although Horikawa Kunihiro looked a little haggard, with faint black lines and bone spurs on his hands, at least he was much better than before.He was instigated by the retrograde army before and fell secretly, and almost fell into the abyss of eternal doom.If it wasn't for Hijikata Toshizo and Izumi Mori Kanesada's concern that restored him to a sliver of sanity, I'm afraid he would be completely killed by Osamu Dazai.

"That's why Kunihiro is really a stupid fool." Izumi Mori Kanesada complained naggingly, "What will I do without me, so you can't leave my side!"

"Yeah, I really can't do without Mr. Kane, and I will exist as Mr. Kane's assistant from now on."

Until the dusk approached, the aftereffects of the drowning seemed to be long overdue. When Nakahara Nakaya sneezed for the first time, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada asked him nervously if he was in any serious health problems, and Nakahara Nakaya waved his hand Denies that nothing happened.

When he sneezed for the third time, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada finally couldn't sit idly by. Like an old woman, he insisted that Nakahara Nakaya stay in the airtight and indoor room, holding a small stove to keep warm.

"If something happens to your health, the master will be very angry."

"Come on, I fell into the water because of that bastard, he still has the face to be angry?" Nakahara Zhong didn't think so, but he still followed Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's advice and stayed indoors with a small heater.

In fact, Osamu Dazai would torment him like this not once or twice. In the past, let alone falling into the water, reports with tens of thousands of words were sent back and rewritten many times. When you wake up, you have to pack up within 3 minutes and rush to the leader within a quarter of an hour. The result is not an enemy attack or an important matter to hand over, but that bastard Osamu Dazai wants to eat crab meat stew. He is just running errands to deliver Takeaway—the point is that even the chef is asleep in the middle of the night, and Zhong Yuanzhong has to knock on someone's door with a knife on his neck to force him to get up in the middle of the night shivering to make crab meat stew.

So recently Osamu Dazai's attitude towards himself has been much better than in the past. On the contrary, Nakahara also felt a sense of horror that the guy must have not woken up. It’s still the same.” An eerie sense of security.

However, the physical fitness of teenagers is still not comparable to that of adults. When he was an adult in the past, no matter how much Dazai Osamu tossed Nakahara Naka, he could carry it. Sneezing, fortunately, it has not developed to the stage of cold and fever.

Yaken Toshiro put the brown sugar ginger soup in front of Nakahara Chuya, and said: "If you have any questions, you can find me in the penultimate Japanese room on the right hand side when you go out, and I will leave first."

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhongyuan Zhong also took a few sips of the brown sugar ginger soup made by others, and suddenly felt a warm current rushing into his stomach, and even the sneezing caused by the cold stopped.

After drinking the brown sugar ginger soup, Zhong Yuanzhong also opened the paper sliding door slightly, looking at the scenery outside the courtyard.There are many fireflies emitting a faint green light floating on the cherry blossom trees in the dark night, and the melodious sound of the piano from nowhere echoes in the air, and the lingering sound curls up.

It turns out that after that bastard Osamu Dazai committed suicide by jumping off a building, he was taken back by the government of the time and lived in this kind of place all the time.Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a little upset, he dared to feel that he died in vain for others, it was a waste of emotion.

Suddenly, Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far to near with his excellent hearing. The sound sounded like a small animal.After a while, a small yellow animal came out from the corner of the corridor.

The moment he saw Zhongye Zhongyuan, the little yellow fox's ears were erected in an instant, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he rushed to Zhongye Zhongyuan at a high speed, and complained tearfully: "I've been waiting for you for a long time! Mr. Nakahara!! Please save me!! Oba... Dazai rule him - he is simply a devil!!"

The author has something to say: Fox Nosuke: I feel regret now, very regret.I thought I had picked up a treasure, but I never thought that I actually dug a huge hole for myself, hey! ! !

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Thank you little angel dove and the god tree little angel of the lunatic asylum for mine~