Yokohama Survival Guide

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(One)

Daust frowned and sat on the edge of the bed with a cigarette in his mouth.

In the clouds and mist, everyone can see his sorrows and hardships.

However, the orange-haired man lying on the other side of the big bed just smiled.He looked lazy, and his blue eyes were full of ridicule and ambiguity.

Glancing at Daust, who was deeply in the state of a sage, the man half-propped up on his elbows, and made a request in a hoarse voice:

"Give me one too."

"...No." Dawster, who loathed himself, immediately refused as he almost chewed the cigarette butt with a bitter face.

How could he have the face to pass cigarettes to the victim!At this moment, he just wished he could cover his face and rush out of the room immediately - he deserved his crime and he committed a heinous crime, how could he make the same mistakes again and again?

However, Daust's actions and words seemed to mislead the other party.

In the next second, the orange-haired youth turned around and stretched out his left hand, stroking the silver hair hanging down Daost's back.Letting the soft hair slip from his fingers, he sighed with a little regret:

"Don't be angry, I have a day off today. Let's go to the barber shop together, didn't you say you want to cut it off?"

"...not about the haircut, nor about the cigarettes."

Ruthlessly stubbing out the cigarette butt, Daust made a bitter face, humiliated,

"I'm really sorry, I drank some tea yesterday. Just tell me, I can give you any compensation you want."

"Huh?" The ending sound rose, and the orange-haired youth asked subconsciously in a daze.

"...I really didn't do it on purpose! The main reason is that the results of the laboratory were a great success... I couldn't hold back, so I came out to drink..."

Covering his face with one hand, Daust blushed, wishing he could go back to the indulgent self who killed him yesterday.

"You are still young, it is all my fault, I have committed a heinous crime! No matter what punishment is, I am willing to accept it!"

Hearing this, the orange-haired young man rubbed his face, and said in a low voice: "...Are you still quarreling? It's my fault that I've been on a business trip. I'm sorry, I will definitely not miss your celebration banquet next time!"

"...I abducted minors, and I committed crimes that should not be committed. We can contact your parents first. Please don't call the police... No, if it is going to punish me by law, I, I also accept it .”

At the end, Daust began to tremble.Don't look at what he said is righteous, but who wants to be arrested and sentenced for such a disgusting crime in a foreign country!However, if the victim wanted to punish him with this wholeheartedly, he, he could only accept it completely.

This is what he deserves, well, the sinner has no right to refute!

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and tears began to well up in my ice blue eyes.

Daust simply closed his eyes, waiting for the verdict of fate.

However, what the silver-haired youth waited for was a brainstorm.

Opening his eyes, he saw the orange-haired youth withdrew his hand angrily, and shouted: "...Really, I'll be really angry if you want to make this joke again, J."

He seemed very embarrassed, but as soon as he poked it, the man's ears burned red immediately.Looking away, the petite young man with orange hair said awkwardly:

"...I'm not too tall, but I've definitely reached the average level of this country!"

Seeing this, Daust felt hopeful in his heart. He wiped away his tears, tightened the quilt by his hand, and whispered:

"So, you're not a high school student?"

Hearing this sentence, one by one wells filled the opponent's forehead.

After enduring and enduring, the man squeezed out his teeth and answered:

"Don't go too far, Daust, I admit I'm wrong, but don't be so weird!"

"Eh? You know me?!"

After realizing something was wrong, Daust was shocked. He wished he could open the editor and search his lacking memory, so as to determine when this person met him;

After all, he has no impression of this face at all, obviously this guy is super handsome, almost every detail is due to his hobby!

In the repeated superposition of stimulation, the mentality of the orange-haired youth finally exploded——

He simply grabbed the silver-haired young man's right hand, and easily pushed the person next to the pillow back to the big bed.

Condescendingly looking down at Daust, who was as weak as a chicken, a carnivore-like dangerous smile gradually climbed to the corner of his mouth:

"Think about how to apologize, you acting personality!!!"

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(two)

Horses are in chaos.

After going through "I don't know you" and "What kind of garlic are you pretending to be?", the two of them were finally brought back to their senses by their gurgling stomachs during lunch.

Sensible and wealthy adults certainly don't need instant noodles and instant porridge.

After ordering a pizza delivery, the silver-haired youth and the orange-haired youth occupied one side respectively, sitting at the empty dining table, reluctantly starting a new round of negotiations.

Round1, belonging to Dawster, intends to strike first.

"Sir, I really don't know you."

Daust was distressed, he grabbed his hair and explained anxiously,

"I'm just drunk, everyone is an adult, can you not pester me?"

"Could you stop following that mackerel's bad habits and always playing pranks? This script is not fun at all!"

With a dark face, the orange-haired young man tried his best to suppress his anger. He admitted that he had made some mistakes before,

"I know you're busy with work, and I'm trying to adjust my time. As for whether it's reliable or not, you can watch my follow-up actions... But can you stop expressing your dissatisfaction in this way?"

"Your script is quite interesting, and it matches my background. But ah, sir,"

Daust sighed, although he thought the person opposite was very cute, but he chose the wrong person for this kind of fairy jump,

"I'm not a rich person either. Even if you mess with me, no one will give you money! Don't look at the university funding can report hundreds of millions of yen, but that's not my money?!"

"JJ Daust! Don't go too far! Look here, do I look like someone who is trying to figure out your little research funding?!"

The orange-haired youth folded his arms around his chest, sneering and sarcastic.Compared with other situations, he insisted that this was a new type of prank by a lover—in his opinion, it would be too much to play it to this extent, and he didn't think there was anything worth trying in this kind of fun!

It wasn't until this moment that Daust realized that this was not a high-end hotel he thought at all—although the decoration style was that cool business style, there were unique details of life everywhere in the room.He didn't notice this at all just now when he was nestled in the bedroom.However, compared to the other party's so-called "two people living together", he prefers——

"...No way? You will bring people home?"

Hesitating to ask such a question, the silver-haired young man showed disapproval,

"Sir, there are a lot of liars now, this kind of behavior is neither healthy nor safe!"

"……go to hell!!!"

Hearing this, he lost his sanity again, and the orange-haired youth jumped up, as if planning to rush directly.

At this moment, the doorbell rescued Daust who was in danger.

Their pizza has arrived.

(three)

Warm food is the most soothing to human nerves.

After a full meal, when you looked at each other again, the smell of sex finally dropped below the safety line.

After thinking about it, this time it was the orange-haired youth who spoke first:

"Take a step back, Dawster. If you are right to insist on yourself, then you say, how do I know your name? I also know where you work, know your relationship, and know all about you. private information..."

Like a proud general, the man who thought he had found a loophole tapped the table with his knuckles.

"So, your nonsense doesn't make sense anywhere!"

But this time, Daust finally showed a sneer.

It was not the remorse and helplessness that I mistakenly thought I had made a big mistake before, nor was it the calm and easy-going self-deprecation.This is the customary expression of the rumored genius scholar, sharp and cold, and the ice-blue pupils are full of biting coldness:

"It's very simple. It's all information that can be obtained through casual investigation, right?"

Ignoring the other party's injured expression, the silver-haired man expressed his judgment on his own,

"Hacker search, follow-up investigation, secret lurking... If you don't reach this level, are you still trying to weave a web that can deceive me?"

Probably every genius has more or less arrogance. When it comes to his own field, Daust seems to be a different person, with disgusting charity written all over his body:

"Let's be honest, who are you? What do you want me to do! Rather than lying to me with such a flimsy story, for the sake of your face, it's not impossible for me to consider cooperating with you For a moment, anyway, what you want to study is always that kind of junk product!"

As if hinting, Dawster's eyes flicked to the black coat hanging on the hanger in the corner.

There is a leather holster hanging next to the clothing. If it is ordinary people, it may be ignored, or it is used as a toy, right?

But for the silver-haired youth, that was all too familiar.After all, there is almost one security guard patrolling the lab.And in the face of curious requests from senior researchers, no one dared to refuse what he often said [Try it].

After hearing this, the orange-haired youth finally realized something was wrong:

This is the only area that lovers will never touch when they play pranks—not to mention that this topic is really too sensitive for the background of the two; their past alone cannot withstand such beatings and ridicule.

'So, really amnesia? '

This was the first thought in his mind, the man turned pale with fright.

He stood up in a panic and rushed to Daust in a hurry.

Ignoring the loud noise of the stool being brought down behind him, the man half knelt on the ground and grabbed his lover's shoulders.

"You...what's the matter with you? There is a problem with the research. How could a person suddenly lose his memory?! Or someone wants to take the opportunity to take revenge... No, it shouldn't be the retaliator, they can't do it in front of me !"

The words did not match the words, this kind of authentic panic fell in the ice-blue eyes of the silver-haired young man, arousing little waves.

Looking down at the orange-haired youth who was close at hand, Daust smiled again.

This time, letting the other party scratch his shoulder, his tone was still gentle:

"Sir, who are you?"

"I'm Chuya. Chuya Nakahara, your boyfriend."

Solemnly say that if the orange-haired youth stares at his lover,

"Don't be afraid, J. It's going to be alright...I, I'll help you remember!"

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The author has something to say:

I am Daust who accidentally exploded the update, save the manuscript, save the manuscript, save the manuscript! ! !broken thoughts

By the way guys, how does this look?For the new article, I initially set up such a duo. If you are interested, you can go to my column to collect it.

Love + reasoning decryption, sweet + knife duet

It is expected to be in the first ten days of July, close to the middle ten days of the year. Currently, the manuscript is being saved, and it is estimated that 6+ can be saved by then!

I love you~~

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