My cubs are all blackened

Closing the phone, Mori Ogai stared at the boy in front of him with a half-smile in his red-purple eyes.

"He released all the members of the sheep he had caught."

Osamu Dazai knew who this 'he' was referring to. The arc on his face subconsciously dropped a little, but he pretended to be indifferent and said relaxedly: "Mr. Mori's phone is hands-free , I’ve heard it before.”

Mori Ogai was noncommittal, the last fire had already been lit, and what he cared about was Osamu Dazai's current attitude.

"These days, Ye Lian is going to meet the sheep king every day, and he deliberately conceals his identity." Verbal provocation has always been Mori Ogai's best thing, but it is also very good for Dazai, so only When the mentality is shaken like now, Mori Ogai can seize the opportunity to defeat the enemy with one blow.

"It is said that the two get along well, and Ye Lian also intends to abduct him to his side." Mori Ogai said slowly, seeing Dazai Osamu's dark eyes deepening without any surprise, "It seems that you are in his In my heart, it's not that special, is it?"

Osamu Dazai's curled fingers contracted suddenly, and even the depths of his pupils burst out with a murderous aura. When he didn't use a smile as a mask, what this black-haired boy showed was the core of the mafia, indifference, Killing intent, cruel... No matter how you look at it, he is very suitable for the mafia.

Ever since Mori Ogai saw the essence of Dazai, he couldn't help but sigh with Ye Lian's unique vision, able to fall in love with such a talented child at a glance.

Although he didn't have any special feelings for Dazai Zhi, he occasionally regretted it. If he could refuse Ye Lian's request to adopt Dazai Zhi, he wouldn't have to deliberately dig people to his side now.

He needs a talented person to help him manage the construction of the grassroots, and Osamu Dazai is the most suitable candidate. Although he is sometimes afraid of this child's talent, he is also worried that the other party will suddenly turn against him, but Now, there is no second choice for him to choose.

Even if it is a transaction, he also needs the talent of Osamu Dazai.

"How? It's about the transaction."

Seeing that the heat is almost ready, Mori Ogai finally brought up the topic again: "It's time to make a decision, work for me, I can give you everything you want."

Osamu Dazai's eyes trembled, he seemed to be hesitant, but in fact, he had no choice but the olive branch that Mori Ogai gave him.

Everything he has now is given by Ye Lian, so he is worried, but Mori Ogai's deal has provided him with a promising future.

A chance that even if Ye Lian leaves his side without hesitation, he can forcibly lock her into his side.

"I am still Mr. Ye's subordinate, no matter what time it is." He closed his eyes lightly, engraving Ye Lian's gentle smile deeply in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, he had regained clarity: " But I can lend you my strength, and I will obey your orders... that's all right."

"Of course." The corners of Mori Owai's lips curled up happily, and in the end, he still won the match.

He stretched out his hand to the black-haired boy with a smile: "From now on, please teach me a lot, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and glanced at the skeletal palm. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his right hand and shook it lightly. After a few seconds, he quickly withdrew his palm, as if he didn't want to talk to Mori Ogai at all. physical contact.

Mori Ogai didn't care about his reaction, the two of them had very similar personalities, they both had to stand on the united front with each other for what they wanted.

As a matter of fact, Mori Ogai would not open his heart to the unfamiliar Dazai, and likewise, Dazai would not let go of his guard against a shrewd adult like him.

Mori Ogai crossed his palms on the table, and suddenly thought for a while with a bitter face: "Well... Now that we have reached a deal, I should give you something to testify. What should I give?"

He closed his eyes with a sad face like a child, and sighed a little depressed, which was completely different from the feeling of the leader who had always been aloof.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes quietly, without any fluctuations in his mind about the matter he was entangled in: "There is no need for that kind of thing at all..."

"That can't be done, Dazai." Mori Ogai suddenly raised a finger very seriously, "In fact, when I made a deal with Ye Lian, I gave him my precious blood, and I will treat you equally Just do it."

As soon as the topic mentioned Ye Lian, Dazai Zhi suddenly fell silent, his partiality was always obvious, as long as the topic involved Ye Lian, he would not have any objections.

Mori Ogai was secretly distressed for a long time, clapped his hands suddenly, and his expression brightened: "By the way, I will give you that thing."

As he said that, he got up and kept searching for something in the wardrobe of the leader's house. One after another, neatly folded clothes were ruthlessly thrown from his hands to the ground, crumpled within a few minutes. A messy hill was formed, but Mori Ogai turned a blind eye to it, and instead continued to search enthusiastically.

Seeing that the tidy room was almost filled with clothes, Osamu Dazai endured it again and again, but couldn't help but stop him: "Give up if you can't find it, this room is no longer accessible."

"...Huh?" Mori Ogai was still immersed in the search, even if he heard his words, he would not react for a while: "Ah... don't worry, someone will come to clean this room."

His indifference made Osamu Dazai sigh a little. Sure enough, the person who becomes the leader is willful, and he can do anything wrong just because he doesn't need to clean up the room.

Instead of trying to dissuade Mori Ogai from his actions, he drifted his thoughts to Ye Lian's room full of girlish fans.

Almost no one has ever entered Mr. Ye's room, so Ye Lian did all the cleaning and tidying up by himself, and Ye Lian likes to be tidy and clean the most. From the spotless room, you can see how much thought he has put into it to clean.

Why is it personally, it is completely different from the sloppy boss in front of me.

Osamu Dazai silently compared the two in his heart, and then he disliked Mori Ogai.

At this time, Mori Ogai just added another sentence: "Ye Lian will come to clean this room."

Osamu Dazai: "... Huh??"

He opened his eyes wide as if he had an auditory hallucination, and asked again: "Mr. Ye is here to clean this room?"

His suddenly raised tone made Mori Ogai pause for a moment, he turned his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Speaking of which, you probably don't know yet, that person's troublesome level is about to become a clean freak, as long as you see If there is something unpleasant in the room, I will clean it myself.”

"Although this room will be cleaned every morning by a special servant..." As if thinking of how shocking the daily cleaning staff would be when they saw this abnormally clean room, Mori Ogai laughed happily: "But basically There will be no chance for them to play.”

Compared to his good mood, Osamu Dazai's face turned dark, and he almost suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in his heart and said, "Could it be...you know that Mr. Ye will take the initiative to clean up, so...you rummaged so recklessly. Is it on?"

Mori Ogai gave him a hearty smile back: "Yes."

Compared with the usual smiling fake smile, Mori Ogai at this moment seems to reveal a corner of truth and softness.

But Osamu Dazai just wanted to punch him in the face.

Osamu Dazai evoked a murderous smile, and the palms hanging by his sides were invisibly clenched into fists, "The deal should be voided, goodbye!"

He turned around and took a cool step, not joking at all.

"Ah, wait, wait!" At this moment, Mori Ogai refrained from joking, and hurriedly said: "I found it, something for you."

"Ah, is that so?" Dazai, who was facing away from him, said without a trace of ups and downs, "But I don't need it anymore."

"Don't say that, Dazai." Mori Ogai held up the pure black suit jacket in his hand, "This is Ye Lian's thing."

Osamu Dazai's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Mori Ogai's face once again brought that see-through slick smile: "I want to give it to you, and Ye Lian will be very happy."

The hesitant step was still not taken in the end, Dazai Osamu slowly turned his head, and what caught his eyes was an extremely fat suit jacket, if it was worn on him, the length of the jacket might reach his ankles.

Only those with a certain status in the mafia would choose a black suit jacket. If it was said that it belonged to Ye Lian, Osamu Dazai would believe it straightforwardly.

But there is only one question: "Mr. Ye is wearing a gray suit, is this really his?"

"Of course." Mori Ogai looked at the coat in his hand with nostalgia. Ye Lian was wearing this coat when he met Ye Lian for the first time: "After Ye Lian becomes a cadre, he can wear gray clothes as he likes." suit, and that's what he was wearing before that."

There was a flash of warmth in the cyanotic eyes, and Mori Ogai gripped one end of the coat tightly, his fingers loose and tight, and finally threw it in the direction of Osamu Dazai.

"It has been stored in the chief's wardrobe. It is time for it to have a new owner."

"Dazai, put it on and start your first mission."

"It's up to you to investigate the fact that the former leader appeared in Yokohama!"

……

"...What is going on in this room?"

Just as everyone expected, when Ye Lian stepped into the messy leader's room, his complexion immediately darkened, his eyes covered with moonlight were as transparent as glass, with a cold halo flowing.

"Ah... it was because I was going to give your coat to Dazai, and it became like this by accident."

Mori Ogai stroked his hair in embarrassment, met Ye Lian's increasingly indifferent gaze, and shrugged helplessly: "Oh, what a cold gaze, my heart is about to be frostbitten."

Ye Lian didn't talk to him, but silently exuded his own low pressure.

Normally, Ye Lian didn't show a smile, which basically means that he is currently in extreme anger.

Looking into those unwarmed eyes, Mori Ogai was the first to give up: "I'm sorry, sorry, but someone will clean it up tomorrow morning. Or will you clean it up for me?"

"Don't be kidding." Ye Lian finally spit out a few words indifferently, he doesn't want to stay in this messy environment for a second now: "I'm leaving, I hope you can maintain your life in this kind of room." good mood."

For his irony, Mori Ogai did not show any dissatisfaction, but a bit of foolishness in his smile.

Ye Lian had witnessed this kind of useless appearance countless times when Mori Ogai was still a small doctor.

Of course he knew that this was just a disguise of a doctor, but during the period when the two of them reached a deal and Mori Ogai became the leader again, Mori Ogai seldom showed such an expression. The feeling of nostalgia.

"I have asked Dazai to be in charge of investigating the matter of the ancestors." Mori Ogai said suddenly: "If all goes well, you can become one of our people in your heart."

"Really." Hearing this, Ye Lian's face suddenly became a little warmer, which was far from the expression of repulsiveness just now.

"I hope the two of them can get along well."

——flag.

An uppercase flag.

When Ye Lian saw Dazai Zhi with blood all over his face in the living room a few days later, he realized how big a flag he had set up.

Half of the black-haired boy's face was covered in glaring red, and his suit jacket had many folds and was covered with dust. His right hand was unnaturally hanging by his side, his fingers curled up slightly, although there was still a smile on his face, he looked carefully at the tip of his brow Pain emerges from above.

Cracks appeared on his usually calm expression, Ye Lian stared at Dazai in surprise, almost forgot etiquette, put the black tea cup heavily on the table, and walked quickly towards Dazai.

The palm that was about to reach out to the boy suddenly stopped, Ye Lian bent down and squatted on the ground, his blue eyes were full of anxiety.

When the pupils were full of reflections of his own figure, the darkness that kept surging in Dazai Zhizhi's heart finally dissipated quietly. At this moment, the positions of the two seemed to be reversed. He imitated Ye Lian's usual gentle expression, and slightly hooked With a smile: "I'm fine."

Hearing this, Ye Lian breathed a sigh of relief like a drowning person who finally caught duckweed.

This time, he stretched out his hand without thinking, gently held Dazai's cheek, pulled it down slightly, and carefully observed the wound on his forehead.

Fortunately, the bleeding had stopped. Although it looked scary, it was actually only a minor injury.

Ye Lian calmed down, motioned Dazai to sit on the sofa, then quickly picked up the first-aid kit prepared by his subordinates, skillfully applied the medicine, wrapped the bandage, and fastened it firmly.

In the past, Osamu Dazai was occasionally injured when he went out on missions alone, but he usually would not tell Ye Lian. Instead, he went to the infirmary alone to treat the wound. Fortunately, Ye Lian systematically reminded him to know exactly what his wound was. Otherwise, judging by Dazai's acting skills, he would be easily deceived.

This time Dazai Zhi's abnormal body injury appeared in front of him, which surprised Ye Lian enough, but once he calmed down, Ye Lian began to blame Dazai Zhi for not being rigorous.

"If you are injured, you should go to the infirmary for treatment as soon as possible." Until now, Ye Lian's usual smile has not appeared, and his stern face looks very serious, which is enough to prove that what Dazai Osamu did made him a little bit Angry: "What if the wound is serious? Just call me and I'll go to the infirmary to find you."

He stared at Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes, and warned word by word: "Next time, you must go for treatment first, understand?"

He originally thought that Osamu Dazai would find some reason to coquettishly complain and prevaricate, but Osamu Dazai maintained that soft smile and nodded obediently: "Well, I'm sorry, I understand."

Of course he knew that he would go to the infirmary when he was injured, and he had always done so. In order not to worry Ye Lian, he never told Ye Lian about his injury.

But this time was different, his injury was done by some kid.

——It was wounded by a kid whom Ye Lian liked very much.

He had to take advantage of this, so that he could get enough care from Ye Lian, and he could also greatly reduce the status of that kid in Ye Lian's heart.

A fleeting gleam flashed in Osamu Dazai's eyes, and the corners of his lips deepened.

Ye Lian was still checking his slightly injured left arm repeatedly. Even though his head was lowered and his expression was dim, he could hear his anger from the deep voice: "Who injured you, did you kill it?" ?”

You see, the fish is already hooked.

Osamu Dazai's dark eyes flickered, he deliberately remained silent for a while, and then replied: "He is Mr. Mori's important guest."

"—Central Plains Chuya."

……

After receiving orders from Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu and Hirotsu Yanagi formed a team to investigate rumors about the former leader.

During the investigation, they happened to meet Zhongya Zhongya who was also investigating Huangbatu.

As a meeting gift, Nakahara also gave Dazai the scars all over his body.

"Well, generally speaking, he was kicked against the wall, stepped on my chest, and kicked me three times."

Osamu Dazai stared at the very beautiful bandage on his arm, and picked up a round steel plate on one side and put it on it, pretending to be a broken bone to camouflage.

After listening to his detailed explanation, Ye Lian's expression didn't change much, but the habitual smile never appeared on his face. He looked extremely calm, like the eve of a storm.

Osamu Dazai looked at Ye Lian from the corner of his eye, a little uncertain whether it would be better to sell more misery, but Ye Lian who stopped smiling meant that he was in a bad mood. If he continued to exaggerate the atmosphere, Osamu Dazai would still I really don't know what the consequences will be.

While Dazai Zhi was still struggling, Ye Lian suddenly raised his head and looked into his eyes calmly: "Did you fight back?"

"No..." Just when he was about to answer Ye Lian truthfully, Osamu Dazai gave him a sudden pause, because Ye Lian had always taught him to attack the enemy actively and not to be beaten passively.And finding out that he didn't attack Chuya Central Plains might aggravate his training!

So Osamu Dazai's eyes flashed, and he immediately changed his answer: "Yes, yes, but that guy's physical skills are better than mine, he can't beat me at all."

As he said that, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly and sighed pretentiously.

"Did you shoot?" Ye Lian kept kneeling on one knee, his body was still and his back was straight. During such a long time of communication, he did not collapse his posture due to exhaustion.

Osamu Dazai nodded with a smile: "But bullets don't work for him, just like you."

His smile is perfect. Osamu Dazai is confident that he can fool anyone except Ye Lian. Only Ye Lian occasionally has a keen sense and can accurately capture the actions in his heart, so Dazai Osamu feels Ye Lian more and more. Unfathomable.

Ye Lian quietly observed his expression, those deep gazes were enough to break the already nervous Dazai Zhi, just when he began to doubt whether Ye Lian had seen through his lies, Ye Lian suddenly pulled out his waist side of the gun, and opened the magazine to check the number of bullets.

— full box.

... oh well, forgot that.

Facing Ye Lian's eyes on him again, thin sweat appeared on Dazai Zhi's forehead, and the smile on his face stiffened.

He subconsciously scratched the curly hair on the top of his head with his palm, and made it up in embarrassment: "This is... yes, it's used up and replenished!"

Ye Lian could see through his obviously shaken expression, even without the system prompting Ye Lian, he calmly stated his testimony: "You came here directly after being injured, and you didn't have time to change the bullets."

"Uh..." Dazai paused, he didn't know what to say to cover up, after all Ye Lian was different from ordinary people, he could always easily find out his lies.

Looking at the tangled Dazai's eyebrows, Ye Lian finally put down a sentence: "Don't lie to me, Dazai."

"Just as I never lied to you, so don't you lie to me."

Those blue eyes have always been able to easily shake his heart, Dazai Osamu's half-drowned eyelids trembled slightly, and he sighed softly in his heart.

"I see, I didn't shoot." Dazai showed a smile, beautiful, misty, and fragile as if he would break if he stretched out his hand: "...Because you like him, Nakahara Chuya."

No matter how much you hate the person you like, I will never take the initiative to hurt him.

This is the minimum amount of patience that Osamu Dazai wanted to stay by Ye Lian's side.

Hearing this, Ye Lian did not show any emotions of joy or relief, he just silently stared at Osamu Dazai, deeply engraving that sad expression in his heart.

"Dazai." Suddenly, he stretched out his hands, stroked Dazai's soft cheeks, and pulled them down with a little force, keeping his eyes on the same level with those slightly startled kite-colored eyes.

Osamu Dazai was so pulled by him that he had to bend down, his palm rested on the handle of the chair to keep his balance, and when he opened his eyes, what came into view was the endless green, which contained the vastness like water and the sparkle like gems. , are his favorite tender eyes.

Keeping their eyes on each other, Ye Lian's cold voice lingered in his ears: "Please remember, in this mafia... no, in this world, no one is more important than you."

"Everyone who threatens your life, you have to fight back without hesitation. Using your nullification ability to shoot back, it should be easy for you."

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes slowly, Ye Lian's words were too heavy, as if he was the center of the world, which made him a little incomprehensible: "You mean... even Chuya in the Central Plains can shoot Shoot?"

"Yes." Ye Lian blurted out without any hesitation.

"...Even if you care about him?"

"It doesn't matter what I care about, your life is the top priority."

Dazai Zhi frowned slightly, he seemed to be in a strange vortex now, he was happy because of Ye Lian's attention, but he felt strange and uneasy because of Ye Lian's thoughts centered on him.

This is too strange, as if Ye Lian has no self-awareness, everything is for his existence.

All this time, he hadn't explored the reason why Ye Lian cared so much about him. It wasn't that he didn't care, but that he didn't want to.

He had a premonition that once these layers of mysteries were solved and the truth revealed, Ye Lian would really leave him, and he would never get what he longed for.

Osamu Dazai suppressed the growing uneasiness in his heart, moved his lips, and suddenly asked another question: "Then, what if it was you?"

"What if... you hurt me?"

Facing that yearning gaze, Ye Lian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up in a gentle arc that made people cry: "—then kill me without hesitation."

"I can die for you."

"..."

Osamu Dazai was silent, for some reason, the uneasiness in his heart was not soothed by these heavy words, but instead seemed to have fallen into an endless black hole, and all emotions were gone with it.

So he waved his hands pretending to be troublesome, and resumed his usual idle posture: "Oh, no, no, it's too heavy. I hate this kind of conversation the most."

"...That's true." Ye Lian blinked, smiled and let go of his hand, and stood up. He didn't continue this topic. After changing the gun to Dazai, he gently stroked the top of his head: "Does the wound hurt? Go and rest."

"No." Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief that he had returned to his natural state, dragged his chin in a complaining tone, and said, "That annoying guy is still in Mr. Mori's office, and I'm going to meet him soon. Ahh, I really hate seeing that guy's face again."

Even though he said so, Osamu Dazai still happily jumped off the chair. After moving his stiff shoulders, he turned his head and looked at Ye Lian: "...Do you want to go together?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Lian shook his head: "No, if I show up, Mr. Sen's plan may fall short. It would be better if I wait here for your news."

"Really." Dazai Osamu spoke out these two words calmly, but the big rock in his heart loosened a bit, which made him feel much more relaxed, "Then see you later."

As he spoke, he turned around gracefully, the overlong coat on his shoulders drew a sharp arc in the air, and gradually moved into the distance.

In the room of the port mafia boss, the boy with his hands and feet bound was forced to sit on a chair. Opposite him was Mori Ogai in a black robe with a smile on his face.

Apart from Rantang, a mafia subordinate with the ability to bind, Osamu Dazai was the fourth person to enter this room.

Mori Ogai looked at Osamu Dazai, who was alone, and subconsciously drifted his eyes to the door, but he got an indifferent answer from Osamu Dazai: "I'm disappointed, I'm the only one who came."

"Really." Mori Ogai withdrew his gaze, with a slight intimacy in his smile: "That's right, he won't come."

Compared to this completely incomprehensible charade, Nakahara Chuya's first reaction was to exclaim to Osamu Dazai: "Ah...you are that nasty brat just now!"

"Yes, yes, you are still so energetic." Dazai Osamu responded lazily, and gestured to his right arm that was wrapped like a rice dumpling: "It's not like me, who was seriously injured by some annoying guy."

Deliberately emphasizing the word hate, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and stared at Chuya Nakahara's face, deep darkness appeared in his eyes.

He hates this person very much. He has the same background as him, has the opposite personality, and has Mr. Ye's love for no reason.

Ahh, it's really an eyesore, can you make him disappear?

Just as the malicious part in Osamu Dazai's heart continued to spread, Mori Ogai who was beside him suddenly chuckled: "You two have just met and you are already so close. It's really great, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai: "... Huh??"

He was so surprised that he couldn't even maintain the expression on his face.

Mr. Sen, are your eyes covered with gum? ?

Even if you are old and dim, you can't be so outrageous!

However, Ogai Mori seemed to really think so. Not only did he invite Nakahara Chuya to join the mafia, but after being rejected, he took a step back and asked Dazai and Nakahara Chuya to investigate the former leader and the Araba spit incident together.

Although both Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu agreed that this proposal was crazy, but Mori Ogai's simple words made them speechless.

"Chuya, you have no right to refuse. I think you know what will happen to the hostages."

Central Plains was also silent.

"Dazai, this is that person's wish, and there is still a deal between us, do you want to refuse?"

Osamu Dazai snapped his tongue angrily.

Ahhh, it's terrible, it's really terrible, what to do with this most annoying guy, it's the most miserable day since he took so many tasks.

"Hey, wait, at least tell me where you're going!"

After leaving the building, Dazai Osamu walked forward without saying a word, Nakahara Nakaya, who was threatened by Mori Ogai, followed behind him dissatisfied, and asked in a bad tone.

"Sorry, can you not talk to me." Osamu Dazai didn't even look at him, and replied coldly, "I'm busy breathing."

This sentence obviously angered Nakahara Chuya: "Be careful, I will break your neck! Brat!"

As he spoke, he kept his hands in his pockets, and swept aside Osamu Dazai.

But he didn't take it seriously, because Osamu Dazai easily jumped up and dodged it, and looked down at him with a slightly taller height: "Ahh, you use violence when you disagree, that's why I hate you the most. type."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood there, silent for a second, and suddenly asked seriously, "Why do you hate me?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai looked at him expressionlessly: "Don't you want to listen to it a few more times, shaking m? I hate people like you the most, is that enough?"

"No, that's not right." However, it was rare for Zhongyuan Zhongye not to argue with him. Instead, he calmly analyzed: "Your reason is only part of it. Occasionally I can feel your disgust. It is a deeper emotion. You definitely don't want it." Just for that reason."

"..." Hearing this, Osamu Dazai was a little surprised. He thought that Zhong Yuanzhong was just a simple-minded person, but this person was so sensitive that he even noticed his deep-seated disgust.

Yes, he really hates this orange-haired boy whom Ye Lian also loves.

"It's because you think too much." Osamu Dazai looked away coldly: "Just like you hate the port mafia the most, I hate you hostile forces the most. What's more, we have never met before, and we can't talk about it at all." Is there any personal grudge."

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it carefully, and felt that what he said was indeed reasonable, so he temporarily put aside this question.

He hates the port mafia the most... Before he met that man, he always thought so.

However, the appearance of that man broke everything. He saved the members of the sheep again, but disappeared with a whole body of lies.

On that day, Nakahara was also standing at the same place with a tangled mood, waiting to meet him.

He didn't know what to say to that man, thanked him for his rescue?Or is it divided and opposed for the two hostile positions?

But in the end, everything he thought about was meaningless, because that man—Ye Lian, never came.

Not only that day, but Zhong Yuan Zhong would still go to the old place to wait punctually while Huang Ba vomited during the investigation, but the result was disappointing.

After being tied up to the mafia, Zhong Yuan was somewhat looking forward to reuniting with Ye Lian, but unfortunately, he only met the leader of the mafia and did not stay at the headquarters for long.

This kind of melancholy mood has not diminished in the slightest, but as the number of days increases, it becomes more and more disturbing.

——I kind of want to see him.

Huh... just a little bit.

"What? That longing expression of 'I really want to see him'?"

Just as he was thinking, Osamu Dazai's exaggerated tone suddenly echoed in his ears, Nakahara was also taken aback, turned his head to see Osamu Dazai's magnified face, and immediately stepped back a few steps: "Oh, you are so close what!"

"It's because you were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't notice my approach." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "You want to see him? Lonely?"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had been punctured, immediately shouted like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "I, I didn't want to see him!! Ha, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Huh...?" Osamu Dazai saw too many facts from this sentence, and subtly evoked a smile: "So that expression just now is the expression of really wanting to see someone."

Zhongyuan Zhong also became more and more angry, and he guessed indifferently: "Is it a member of the sheep? Um... no, is it a friend? Ah... Could it be..."

The curvature of his face froze slightly, and even his voice was invisible.

"—a member of the Harbor Mafia?"

The author has something to say: Ahem, here is a new article about a friend’s adventure in another world: Eryanwen.

It's still a newbie, if you are interested, you can collect it~

"I've Been Beautiful, I've Been Gendered"

——by Xingyue on the Seventeenth Floor.

Before Lingqi crossed over, he thought he was an ordinary otaku boy who liked two-dimensional.

After crossing, he had the appearance of a slim girl, and followed a cultivation system.

Cultivate yourself?That's of course no problem.

When she wakes up every day and sees this face, she has unlimited motivation - to make money to buy for herself!

Delicious food, beautiful clothes, improving strength and...

Find your love.

Lingqi: Huh?Does your system still force marriage?

I thought she couldn't change her mentality, and I was afraid that she would not find this love.

Until she saw a person who shouldn't be in this world.

Read the guide:

1. Different world adventures, there are magic and cultivation, there are systems and live broadcasts.

2. The heroine has the attribute of being a fan of everything.

3. The male protagonist is the male self, that is, Qiqi before time travel, the angel who minds this dbq qwq.

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Osamu Dazai, who was wronged and complained, is very scheming, isn't he?

Ye Lian will avenge him.

I think this chapter is written with emotion, please praise me as a god x (bu

In addition, I watched everyone's CP battle, Mr. Dazai Chuuya Mori can understand without CP, but there are still comments about Ye Lian x What the hell am I 23333

Also, the chuuya chef is really not firm, why are they all biased towards Dazaigu!

Okay, everyone's comments are very enthusiastic, this time the red envelopes are given away [100! ! 】

In addition, it will resume normal update at 29:21 on the [-]th, everyone pay attention~

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感谢在2020-01-2515:59:29~2020-01-2612:18:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Yumo;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: beautiful Uchiha, Moji, Momo, and Nansong Jimu 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：脱脱40瓶；盼望的根号三、羽墨20瓶；南琴15瓶；阿尔斯、green、zhh10瓶；此生无悔入家教3瓶；