Enemy turned lover

In the cadre office of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

"Come back to life!" Osamu Dazai rolled around under the air conditioner, and collapsed on the smooth leather sofa, "By the way, this sofa has been replaced, it's not as comfortable as before."

Nakahara Chuya's face was stinky, and he didn't want to talk anymore after hearing this sentence.

Getting cheap and being good-looking refers to a guy like Dazai Osamu. The hateful thing is that he "saved" the other party.

He really didn't want to bring Osamu Dazai to his place, especially since he and Osamu Dazai did that kind of thing in this office the night before, which caused him to change most of the things in the office, and the amount of money spent was second , the most important thing is that every time he stays here, it makes it easy for him to think of that chaotic memory.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and Zhongyuan lowered his head habitually to light one. The smoke ignited from the cigarette butt, which was the smell of nicotine he was most familiar with.

Taking a puff of the cigarette, he barely suppressed the burning pain in his throat.

Under the influence of smoke—

It seems that the emotions can be calmed down.

Before he could satisfy his addiction to cigarettes over the past few years, someone snatched the cigarette between his fingers, and Zhongyuan Zhong said "Hello" in displeasure!

Osamu Dazai pinched his nose and pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, "It smells terrible."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily: "You can get out if you don't want to stay here, and I didn't ask you to stay!"

Dazai Osamu's eyes fell on Nakahara Nakaya, neither happy nor angry, making people unable to see the depth, but also let those who know him understand that Dazai Osamu was not happy with his answer.Zhongyuan Zhongya is equal to him, and he is not intimidated by his gaze at all, "I said, what are you thinking about, most of the mafia are smokers, you have the ability to make them all smoke."

Osamu Dazai refused to smoke second-hand smoke, "The smell of those people's smoke will not float to me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also mocked him: "It's not that I can't, I dare not."

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai didn't deny this, and resumed his smile, "Chuya should stop smoking. Boss said you have a sore throat and you need to stop smoking and drinking for a while."

Zhong Yuan also paid a little attention to what Boss said, but he couldn't help but resist when he thought of how terrible a life without cigarettes and alcohol would be.

"My own physical condition, I know it myself."

"is it?"

"Dazai, why are you so weird, if you don't want to smell it, stay away from me."

"..."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, and conjured a key as if by magic, Chuya Nakahara's face changed suddenly, and he rushed over.

"Give me back the key to my liquor store!" he yelled.

Osamu Dazai waved his hand, and the key was hidden somewhere, "If I don't give it to you, I'll smash your liquor store tomorrow."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed him down on the sofa, and quickly touched his pockets. There were no coat pockets, nor were there trouser pockets!Osamu Dazai, in turn, took the opportunity to steal the half pack of cigarettes left on Nakahara Chuya's body when he got close.

"Give me the key to the liquor store, and I promise I won't smoke during this time!"

Compared with cigarettes that can be bought anywhere, expensive red wine that has been treasured for many years is his favorite.

Osamu Dazai was indifferent to his showing weakness, and said regretfully: "Not enough, the value of your liquor store is not so low."

How can a mere cigarette compare to red wine.

He remembered that Zhongye spent most of his black income on buying wine, and the liquor store was definitely the majority of Zhongye's property in the Central Plains.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also grabbed his collar and said angrily, "What on earth do you want!"

"Otherwise——" Osamu Dazai showed cunning in his thinking, "Chuya, how about you quit smoking completely? I really want to see the anxious appearance of wanting to smoke, but unable to smoke."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Osamu Dazai uttered the evil word again: "Red wine."

Zhong Yuanzhong is also struggling, whether to give up the red wine he bought over the years, or give up cigarettes permanently.

Damn!

He recently bought a super expensive 89-year-old Portus, a 64-year-old Romain!

"Have you thought about it yet? Think about it quickly." Dazai Osamu pressed him with words, his eyes resting on Nakahara Nakaya's tight lips.It seems that because of smoking and drinking all the year round, his lip color is very pale, and his complexion can't be called healthy. His excessive weight loss makes his chin a bit sharp, and his whole face is very delicate and prominent under the hat.

But what really makes Zhongyuan Zhongye shine is his temperament. His partner has the straightforwardness and vigor rarely seen in the mafia, and he still moves forward in the dark.

No confusion, no regrets.

Nakahara is also a completely different person from Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai's fingers suddenly touched Chuya Nakahara's throat. This part made Chuya Nakahara immediately want to back away, but once he left, Dazai would definitely run away with his key!For his beloved red wine, Zhongyuan Zhong also suppressed his instincts and glared at this guy who was absolutely impossible to kill him with his hands.

"Move your hands away!"

Osamu Dazai's fingers were icy, and there was a gun callus near the inner socket of the first joint of the index finger.

Although physical skills are unreliable, Osamu Dazai's performance in spear skills is better than that of Nakahara Chu. According to him, using a gun depends on your brain.

Goosebumps appeared on Zhongyuan Zhongye's neck.

Dazai Osamu said with a low smile, "The inflammation is so serious, thanks to you still smoking, you are not afraid of becoming a duck voice."

Zhong Yuanzhong also realized what he was touching, and squinted at the other party from the corner of his eyes, "Can you be normal, I don't believe that you care about me inexplicably."

Osamu Dazai could shrug his shoulders while lying on his back on the sofa, and let Nakahara Nakaya sit on him, "I don't want to care about you, but what can I do, both Boss and Miss Hongye regard me as a scumbag, In the past two days, not only did they not send me any missions, but they even ordered me to take care of you. I really don’t know when the Port Mafia became so humane.”

Zhong Yuanzhong could not help but retort: ​​"You are the only one who is impersonal!"

The rules of the port mafia are bloody, but it doesn't mean that the people inside have no feelings, and everyone is not a machine.

"Give me the key." Nakahara Chuya lowered his voice and threatened Osamu Dazai, "Otherwise I'll strip you naked and throw you out."

Osamu Dazai looked at him in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also maintained a vicious attitude, "You think I can't do it?"

Osamu Dazai simply relaxed his limbs and stopped tensing his muscles, "Come on, I'll wait for you to undress me, and you can figure out what will happen after undressing."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, his action was very cute, his left eye was wide and round, "What are you waiting for, do you want to wait until night?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also understood his yellow accent, he lost the strength to restrain Dazai Osamu, and his life was gloomy.

"Go away."

This time, Nakahara Chuya's voice was full of weakness.

After getting rid of him, Osamu Dazai sat up, "Knowing that you can't win me, you still always provoke me. Chuka's will to not admit defeat is commendable."

Zhongyuan Zhong also covered his face with his hands, his breath was gloomy.

Osamu Dazai didn't leave directly, and asked with a half-smile, "What's your choice?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said in a thick voice, "Give me the key."

Osamu Dazai dropped the key on his lap, Nakahara didn't say anything, jumped off the sofa, went to the drawer, took out a stack of material application forms, and threw it on Osamu Dazai's face.

"The logistics department will not provide me with any more cigarettes, and I will not go out to buy them."

He did what he said.

Nakahara Chuya's promise made Osamu Dazai feel very good, and he picked up the paper on the ground and walked away gracefully.

It didn't take long for Mori Ogai to notice the "deal" between Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya. Mori Ogai looked at the item "cigarettes" crossed out on the material application form, and smiled with his chin propped up.At that time, he made the two partners out of the complementarity of their abilities. Unexpectedly, in terms of personality, Dazai made the irritable Chuya completely lose his temper.

"Momiji still knows too little about Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai shook his head thinking about the dungeon, "Any bet Dazai-kun proposes is based on the fact that he can win 100% of the time. This is the child I taught."

Of all the people he came into contact with, Osamu Dazai was the best, even so good that it was a bit scary.

You can learn everything at once, and you can see through people's hearts at a glance. Once the layout is made, there will be no mistakes. God loves Osamu Dazai too much.

"Four years ago, you could watch me kill the previous leader calmly. Four years later—it will only be more terrifying."

With a smile on his face, Sen Ou looked away from the window and looked at the bedroom that he never let people in.The wall of the bedroom is covered with European-style wallpaper, which is yellowish in color and has aged for a certain period of time. There are also large and strange dark brown marks on it, which are the bloody water from the previous leader's neck he once slashed open.

At that time, 14-year-old Dazai Osamu stood in front of the window, short in stature and immature in appearance, just watching him kill the previous leader who was dying on the bed.

So calm that he doesn't look like a kid at all.

Since Mori Ogai came to power, he slept here every day, and looked at those traces at night, full of joy.

This is the organization he took.

Under his leadership, the port mafia broke out of chaos and returned to the position of leader. Yokohama's underground world is headed by him.

If there is still something unsatisfactory, it is probably that Osamu Dazai's erratic personality is out of his control.Mori Ogai looked at the young Osamu Dazai as if he saw himself in the past. Even though he knew emotionally that Osamu Dazai was keen on suicide and didn't value power very much, he still reminded himself intellectually—this person is too dangerous!

"There is no weakness." Mori Ogai commented on Osamu Dazai.

That being the case, he will create a weakness for Dazai until... the threat of Dazai to him is eliminated.

For this goal, he can only say sorry to Nakahara Nakaya, who is loyal to the port mafia. Apart from Oda Sakunosuke, Nakahara is the most suitable entry point.

"The Mimic organization should be extradited later."

Mori Ogai disrupted the unfinished chess game on the table, took off his coat, and went to bed to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Mori Ogai summoned Nakahara Chuya to the chief's office while teasing Alice, who was shaped by his own supernatural power.

"Alice, why not change to a new dress, I bought a lot."

"No."

"You've been wearing this dress for two days..."

"Rintaro, I don't need to take a bath, do you think I'm dirty?"

The young girl in a blond dress sat on a gorgeous chair, looking angrily at the port mafia boss formerly known as Morintaro.

Mori Ogai hurriedly cried and apologized: "Alice is the cutest and most beautiful! I just want to see you in all kinds of dresses!" Alice ate her morning snack, moving her cheeks like a little squirrel, ignoring herself The master, to a certain extent, they are a little closer than the real father and daughter.

It didn't take long for the capricious and savage Alice to see Nakahara Chuya, her eyes lit up, "Rintaro, I want to wear Chuya's clothes!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Why bring him into this!

"No ah ah ah—" Mori Ogai let out a miserable cry, "What kind of clothes do you like for a big black man! It definitely doesn't suit you, Alice!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a dark face, "Boss!"

Under the voice of his competent cadre, Mori Ogai finally regained the aura of the leader and stabilized his trembling body.

"Chuya-kun, come and persuade Alice."

"No, I refuse."

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that Boss liked to change Alice's clothes, but he didn't want to join.

He's not a lolicon!

"Okay." Mori Ogai sat back on the leader's seat and looked at him with a smile similar to Dazai Osamu, "Is Chuya-kun feeling better?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't understand why both of them cared so much about him, "It's almost over."

Alice asked curiously, "Did Zhong also eat something bad?"

Chuya Nakahara explained to the little girl of the leader's house: "No, I just had a fever a few days ago." Hearing such a simple explanation, Mori Ogai laughed, and said to Chuya who knew nothing: "Mr. Chuya, In fact, what Alice said is not wrong, your throat is inflamed because you ate something you shouldn't eat."

He didn't allow Chuya Nakahara to let Osamu Dazai go so easily.

That guy also did some unspeakable things to Zhongyuanzhong.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, confused: "I don't remember what I ate that day - probably wine?"

Mori Ogai denied, "No."

He evoked Chuya Nakahara’s memories with an inductive tone, which was mixed with hypnotic techniques, "Mr. Zhongye think about it carefully, does wine taste like that? Wine has the effect of sterilization and anti-inflammation, it is impossible to directly trigger your Throat inflammation, you should have eaten something unclean."

A few clips flashed in front of Chuya Nakahara's eyes, and he shook his head.

On that night, with the back of his head held, Osamu Dazai kissed him and did it on the couch.

Later, his vision was blurred, a strange fishy smell filled his mouth, and something was contained in his mouth.

Not wine.

Definitely not wine!

His face was frozen, and the pupils of his sapphire-like eyes shrank, bursting out with a terrifying murderous aura.

"Tai-zai-zhi!"

How dare that guy humiliate him like that!

Mori Ogai coughed, and Chuya Nakahara was pulled back from the verge of madness, his eyes turned into pinpricks, extremely ferocious.Nakahara Chuya lowered the brim of his hat to hide the gaffe on his face, and expressed his respect to the leader.

"Boss, please excuse my temporary resignation."

"It's okay, go, I approve that you can rest today."

After Mori Ogai felt this refreshing murderous aura from the front, he agreed with him to leave with a smile.

With permission, Zhongyuan Zhong also rushed out without looking back!

The elevator door was thrown open by him, and he took the elevator to the floor where Osamu Dazai's office was located. After breaking into it, he found that Dazai was not there!According to Dazai's subordinates, Mr. Dazai received a mission to fight the gangsters and took some people out.

Chuya Nakahara ran towards his destination with a livid face. The location of the fight was in the suburbs of Yokohama City, not in the city. Running at full speed, his speed was a little faster than ordinary people driving!

Osamu Dazai's subordinates looked at Chuya Nakahara's back in confusion.

"Mr. Zhongyuan is very angry today. Did you make him angry again when Mr. Dazai was away?"

Things between bosses are really complicated.

With a sigh, Osamu Dazai's subordinates ignored his behavior of betraying Osamu Dazai's whereabouts. In the eyes of the people in this department, Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also often do missions together, and it is not common to exchange mission information. Familiar with the road.

Arriving at the location of the fight, Nakahara Chuya ignored the stunned members of the Port Mafia, and punched Osamu Dazai away with one punch, breaking a big tree in the suburbs.

"Mr. Dazai!"

"Mr. Zhongyuan, change the time to get angry, we are still fighting!"

"Hurry up and save Mr. Dazai—"

"Stop shooting! This is Mr. Zhongyuan, a cadre of the port mafia, not an enemy!"

There's chaos here at the Port Mafia.

The personnel of the enemy forces are all lost, dare to believe that this is not someone who supports them, but—is the port mafia engaging in internal strife?