Enemy turned lover

At night, everyone in the Port Mafia Headquarters could see that Mr. Dazai was in a good mood.

Specifically to describe——

That is, the cold aura that enveloped Osamu Dazai disappeared.

Humming a song, Dazai Osamu played a game console like an ordinary boy, got on the elevator, arrived at the floor where Koyo Ozaki was, and walked out gracefully.

Koyo Ozaki stared at him in the surveillance camera, the carmine at the end of his eyes was about to overflow with murderous aura, "This brat is so happy, there must be nothing good."

In the first blind date, Osamu Dazai followed.

On the second Chuya date, Osamu Dazai skipped work and ran away.

To say that Dazai just ran over to take a look and did nothing, Ozaki Momiji is really stupid.

Pushing open the door, Dazai Osamu walked into Ozaki Koyo's cadre office, "Miss Koye, women will grow old when they get angry."

"Dazai, what excuse are you looking for again?" Ozaki Koyo put a stack of documents on the table, and spoke in a soft voice, without the slightest anger from a few minutes ago.Osamu Dazai understood the speed at which the woman's face changed, so he said haha, "I'll get the torture list, don't worry, big sister, I'll definitely get rid of them all tonight."

Koye Ozaki told him clearly with his eyes: Which eye of yours saw me worried?

Dazai Osamu did not continue to glib, and briefly talked about how to deal with the traitor at night, then he quickly grabbed the documents on the table, swung his black coat on his shoulders, and walked out, "I'm going to work now, please drink slowly Tea, wait for my good news."

"stop!"

Koyo Ozaki raised her voice, and the supernatural ability "Golden Yasha" appeared in the air.

"Ugh."

With his back to her, Osamu Dazai stayed at the door.

When the people in the interrogation team heard the movement in the office, they quickly moved away, engraving the skill of self-preservation into their instincts.

Koye Ozaki rubbed her fingers against the long red umbrella beside her, with a sword inside, "Naka ​​is not something you can play with, if you don't like him, keep your distance, don't do things that bother each other, the port mafia doesn't I am willing to gossip between the two cadres."

"..."

Osamu Dazai turned his head to the side, quite innocent, with dark brown hair against his face, reflecting his fair skin.

Koyo Ozaki looked at him calmly.

When he was a child, Osamu Dazai was too thin, which at most aroused the pity of some middle-aged women, but when Osamu Dazai entered adulthood, his facial features became more prominent, and the advantages of his appearance became prominent, even some film and television stars who made their debut by virtue of their beauty. .Living in the Mafia, Osamu Dazai has a calm temperament that his peers do not have. He is also exposed to big deals involving millions of dollars on weekdays, which makes him develop a good aura.

When he wasn't smiling, the lower-level members of the Port Mafia would feel intimidated and dare not look directly at this cadre.

"Miss Hongye."

In the end, it was Osamu Dazai who broke the silence.

In order to reassure Chuya's "sister", he said something he would never say before: "Just leave Chuya to me, and don't think so much about the rest, because there will be no other things. "

Koyo Ozaki was taken aback, "What?"

Osamu Dazai whistled, cheering and playful, "I confessed my love even on the Ferris wheel."

The eldest sister of the port mafia was stunned, unable to believe that the day Dazai would take the initiative to confess.She was a little dizzy, and accidentally let Dazai away from work, all she could think about was "Chuya, you're finished".

As for the option of Dazai’s confession of failure—Ozaki Koye automatically ignores it, and doesn’t think Dazai will say about his failure.If life is a love game, then Osamu Dazai, who can set off a Shura field wherever he goes, will definitely be able to pass the level.

A winner in life is nothing more than that.

Putting down the worries he had been worrying for a long time, Koyo Ozaki let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, if Dazai dares to dump Chuya, Chuuya will personally send him on the road."

The difference between being slept on and being dumped is definitely not the slightest bit.

At three o'clock in the morning, Osamu Dazai finally crawled out of the interrogation department, trapped like a dog.

"Give me a cup of coffee—"

Osamu Dazai's subordinates quickly brought it to him.

Sister Hongye held him down and gave him tasks at an average speed of 15 minutes alone. Fortunately, Dazai was strong enough, otherwise he would have slept in the dungeon all night.Even after accomplishing such an unimaginable feat, he was not at all happy, and the lingering smell of blood was in his breath.He turned on the phone, and there were several emails he sent to Yasuko Hasegawa on a regular basis, and he was the one who notified Yasuko Hasegawa to come to the Ferris wheel at the right time.

So did the fact.

At this time, there was a new unchecked email on his mobile phone, with a slightly angry sentence written on it.

【Mr. Dazai, please don't bully my daughter. 】

All right--

He accidentally provoked the other party's father.

Osamu Dazai tossed the phone back and forth in his palm, thinking that the young lady must be crying, how distressing it is——

"Please, do you need kindness to deal with rivals in love?" He smiled, his eyes were cold, and he dared to find Zhong and date him when he knew that the double blacks were rumored to be gossip. Is it enough for people to agree?

After finishing his coffee, Osamu Dazai left his place.

Smarter people can strike while the iron is hot, and he is no exception.

In the middle of the night, he went to Chuya's apartment, and when he touched the lock, he laughed, and Chuya actually locked the door behind him.

"Do you know me too well, or are you instinctively defending?"

Dazai Osamu didn't hesitate any longer, and poked his finger at the doorbell, letting the other party come over and open the door.

"Ding-dong-"

"Ding-dong-"

"Ding-dong-"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was sleeping in the bedroom, also covered his ears with a pillow, guessing who might be looking for him, this guess made him not want to get up at all.

"Open the door, Chuya!"

Hearing that it was indeed Dazai's voice, Nakahara Chu became even more desperate.

Living is already so difficult, why should he bear another nightmare called "Osamu Dazai".

"roll!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also responded loudly to the other party.

There was a sudden click at the door, and he was startled, and Osamu Dazai ran out of bed and turned on the light in the living room.After Osamu Dazai turned on the light, he was bending over to take off his shoes. He was still holding a crime tool in his hand, a professional lockpicking tool, and it was completely useless to lock it back.

He knew it would be like this.

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned against the wall, and said tiredly, "What are you doing here?"

"You broke the bed in my bedroom last time, and there was a hole in the wall." Dazai Osamu said aggrievedly, and looked around calmly, "I have been renovating the room for the past few days, and the smell is unpleasant. I had no choice but to live in a hotel, but you thought I was looking for those beauties for sex."

Zhong Yuanzhong also satirized him, "It's as if you didn't go to the bar to pick up girls."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai replied honestly, "In order to confirm my sexual orientation, I have to try it."

"Then—the result."

"It turns out that I'm actually completely gender-neutral."

Osamu Dazai changed into his slippers and walked into the living room. Nakahara immediately took a few steps back and looked at him warily.

"Don't come here, there is a guest room next to me, if you want to borrow it, go there."

"Pfft." Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes.

"You're laughing!" Zhong Yuan was also furious, "I didn't promise to associate with you, you are too self-conscious!"

Osamu Dazai sat down on the sofa in the living room, picked up the pillow, and the black coat slipped off his shoulders, revealing the suit and shirt inside.He rested his chin on the pillow and looked at Chuya Nakahara pitifully. This kind of silent temptation was more effective than any poison.

Zhong Yuanzhong also only felt a toothache, "Do you think I'm a confidant big sister? Will I give you a hug?"

Osamu Dazai was discouraged: "Chuya is more than a month older than me, can't you comfort me? I have experienced horrible torture at Miss Hongye's place!" He exaggerated, describing Miss Hongye's interrogation department as hell, "Everywhere Dirty blood, the screams of those vulnerable people pierced through my ears, and some people even got erections under electric shock, I am going to be blind!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also imagined that scene, and his heart was trembling, "Is it so serious?"

Osamu Dazai looked serious, "Chuya will see it next time, I don't mind Chuya watching my interrogation."

"No!" Nakahara Chuya said, "Even if I haven't seen it, I know how disgusting it is."

Osamu Dazai was disappointed, "Every time I see a man getting an erection on me, I have a feeling that my heart has been polluted. Chuya, can you ask Miss Hongye not to give me a man, I only want a beautiful young lady."

"You tell it yourself!" Nakahara Nakaya turned and went to the bedroom, locked the bedroom door again, and used the table to hold the door.

He clapped his hands, "If you dare to come in, I will beat you."

In the living room, Osamu Dazai, who heard the sound of moving the table, rolled over laughingly on the sofa, hammering the pillow with his hands, "You are too careful—" Are you so worried about your own strength?Chuya, you completely forgot that you are the number one physical master of the Port Mafia.

Zhong Yuanzhong at the other end of the bedroom pretended not to hear him, sitting on the bed and quickly sending emails on his mobile phone.

[Sister Hongye, Dazai Lai is at my house. 】

[Beat me up. 】

【Sister, I just survived from your whip——】

[Fuck him. 】

【…】

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw his phone on the bed, and the always reliable sister Hongye became unreliable anyway.

Instead of going to the guest room, Osamu Dazai rested on the sofa, enjoying the soft touch of this luxurious big sofa. The air conditioner maintained a constant temperature in the living room, warm and comfortable, making people drowsy, completely ignoring the orange light overhead.In the office, Zhong also likes to use serious leather sofas, but in private, Zhong also is a hedonist like him, and he arranges the room as comfortable as possible.

An hour later, Nakahara Zhong also walked out of the bedroom, threw a blanket over, turned around and went back to sleep.

Osamu Dazai hugged the blanket and continued to sleep.

seven in the morning.

The sky is completely lit up, and the apartments on the upper floors offer a clear view of the entire city.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hadn't worn that childish youth outfit for a long time, and changed back to a shirt and a suit, with a black coat with an orange neckline outside.The port mafia has a very loose "work" time in the morning. He goes to work at nine o'clock. He wakes up so early purely because he has enough sleep and gets up to make breakfast for himself.

By the way - play the game for an hour later.

cough cough.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also very satisfied with his daily schedule, he works when he needs to work, and relaxes when he needs leisure.

As long as those messy things are not mentioned, life is rich and content.

When he opened the refrigerator, the "dead man" lying on the sofa stretched out his hand, "I want one too."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took bread and sandwiches from the refrigerator, "No, you just starve to death."

Osamu Dazai immediately poked his head out of the blanket, and the bandages on his head were rubbed in a mess, "Just fry me an egg and warm up a sandwich. I can make a living. A meal doesn't need 300 yen."

Zhongyuan Zhong also glared at him, "How much money have you wasted on me, and you think you are cheap?"

Osamu Dazai rolled over, took out his cell phone, and after a few operations, the cell phone in Nakahara Chuya's pocket rang.

"Ah? What the hell are you doing?" Chuya Nakahara lowered his head to look at his mobile phone. On it was a transfer of a large amount, and the recipient of the transfer was Osamu Dazai.Osamu Dazai gave him all the money he had spent indiscriminately in the past, "Could it be possible that Zhong also thought I was really poor? It was terrible. If I was so poor, Boss would definitely cry. Although he deducted all my money every month The bonus, but still give me a lot of money regularly every year."

Nakahara Chuya's expression darkened.

Osamu Dazai said happily: "But I want to spend Chuya's money, it feels very interesting, every penny is full of satisfaction!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to stop punching him, damn it, there is such a reason for spending his money!

"Zhongye, hungry."

Osamu Dazai was excited for a few seconds, and lay down listlessly.

"Stop being coquettish, I'm really not your nanny!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also desperate, but took another piece of food in his hand.

Walking into the kitchen, he heated up the food in the microwave, poured oil into the pan, and threw two eggs into it.

There was a subtle "poof" sound of fried eggs.

Osamu Dazai in the living room straightened up and went to wash up quickly, and he went directly to a nearby cabinet to get a new set of wash items.After a while, Zhong Yuanzhong also put the food for the two of them on the table, a very ordinary breakfast, eggs and sandwiches, plus two glasses of warm water.

Nakahara didn't wait for Osamu Dazai, and ate a portion by himself.

Osamu Dazai quickly ran over, pulled out the chair, and sat on the opposite side to fill his stomach.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head and glanced at his face after washing, the drops of water remained on his skin, "Do you need it in such a hurry?"

Osamu Dazai stuffed his mouth full of food, "You ate steak last night, but I didn't eat any."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

After stepping on the minefield, Osamu Dazai asked desperately, "What did Miss Yasuko Hasegawa say on the phone?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said indifferently: "It's divided."

He no longer wanted to recall the phrase "I wish you happiness".

After getting the expected answer, Osamu Dazai originally thought he would feel bored, similar to the emotion of "ah, it really is like this", but when he was sure that Nakahara Chuya would not have an eye-catching woman by his side, he couldn't help but laughed.

The face is smiling, and the eyes are also smiling.

No part of Dazai's hypocrisy remains.

Nakahara also kicked him under the dining table to stop the brisk laughter that annoyed him.

Dead mackerel, do you have to be so happy?