Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

Damn, although I already knew that Dazai would find something wrong soon, but this is too fast! ! !

Although he was caught off guard by Osamu Dazai, even though he is still 16 years old on the outside, he is already a 22-year-old soul in his bones.Zhong also quickly calmed down.

"Ah?" Nakahara Nakahara coped with the impatience he used to treat Osamu Dazai at the age of 16, "What are you talking about, if you know all about my training content, how can I let you die in my hands, my partner?"

It sounds reasonable, even if they travel together and live together, it doesn't make sense that I don't have any selfish skills~

Nakahara also quickly recalled that they went about their activities after get off work, and he had no contact with Osamu Dazai during this time.So there are so many things you can do during this period.

Although it is still a bit flawed, it can be explained anyway.

"Hmm." Dazai Osamu stared at Nakaya with his grape-like right eye for a moment, flashed a smile, and didn't make it clear whether he believed it or not. "So this is ah."

Zhong Ye really didn't know whether this mackerel with many eyes, who claimed that there was no unstoppable situation, really believed it.

In the middle, he pretended to be impatient and glared at Osamu Dazai who was standing in front of him, and walked past him carelessly. "How long are you going to stand here? The intelligence department has a task released."

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai followed Chuya slowly. "Why does the little slug seem to be running away?"

Nakahara Chuya's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought that since he had been exposed, it would be better to let the mackerel shut up forever~ Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Dazai continue.

"I found out about your new trump card, why are you so unhappy~ You need to believe that no matter what trump card you have, I won't die in the hands of slimy slugs~"

The heart that Zhongyuan Zhongye had mentioned suddenly let go, and he glanced back at the lazy mackerel fiercely.

"To shut up!!"

"Eh?? Chuya is so fierce that he looks like he wants to eat people. I really want to know what it looks like when a slug bites a person~"

"Bastard!! Kill you!!"

………………

Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai returned to the Hong Kong Hei Building noisily, and were informed by the intelligence department that the task had been handed over to another team partner.

"Oh." Chuya Nakahara turned his head to Dazai standing beside him. "Let's go."

Zhong Yuanzhong also doesn't care about tasks or tasks. It stands to reason that when he returned to 22 years old at the age of 16, the tasks he had been exposed to during the period should be the same.

Then it's not that challenging.

Nakahara Chuya has always been active in tasks, but at the moment he is also lacking in interest. After seeing Osamu Dazai's eyes on him calmly, he suddenly froze: 16 years old, he is super invincible and likes exciting adventure tasks, and now he behaves so plainly , that is a proper way to tell Osamu Dazai that he has a problem.

No, it's too bad.

Zhongyuan Zhong also never liked to cover up, the first time he wanted to cover up with mackerel, it turned out to be him who repeatedly revealed the secret, it was really depressing.

... Sure enough, the mackerel should be sunk!

Nakahara Nakahara confessed to himself with a headache, but Osamu Dazai didn't intend to pursue it. His beautiful peach eyes were slightly curved, and when he smiled, his whole body seemed to be shining. "Is this mission the Sword of Damocles?"

Nakahara Chuya paused frantically, and looked suspiciously at the calm Dazai. "The Sword of Damocles?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at his bewildered partner, his sleepy voice was immature and crisp, without any ups and downs. "The sword of Damocles, also known as the hanging sword, originated from the ancient Greek legend: King Dionysius invited his minister Damocles to a banquet and ordered him to sit on a sword hanging from a horsehair. Under the sword of Damocles, this allusion came into being. The sword of Damocles is usually used to symbolize this legend, which means that you have great power but you have to be afraid of being taken away from time to time, or in simple terms, you feel the end of the world. come."

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked: Why is it different from the mission he experienced when he was 16 years old? ? ?

Osamu Dazai added: "The sword itself is also a symbol of restraint, a symbol of divine punishment, the ultimate of all power and power: the divine right, the position and power of the bearer."

(The above is excerpted from Baidu.)

Only Osamu Dazai's unruffled and sleepy voice was narrating in the intelligence department. Osamu Dazai lazily retracted his gaze. The silhouette of his side face under the eyelashes was full of evil smells, and his white and almost transparent neck was outlined as delicate as snow. Gracefully raised a little arc.

With an angel-like pure and flawless appearance, the words he spits out make people feel chills.

"This task, in the end, has to fall in the hands of me and Zhongye."

This sentence was like a curse, which frightened everyone in the intelligence department to be speechless, but the black-haired boy who spoke turned around and walked out of the intelligence department as if nothing had happened.

The footsteps got farther and farther away, and I belatedly said goodbye and followed Osamu Dazai.In the corridor outside the intelligence department, only Dazai in a black suit jacket walked slowly, his unhurried footsteps made Zhongya Nakahara catch up quickly.

"Dazai, what do you mean by that sentence just now?" Nakahara Chu didn't hide his doubts, walking side by side with Dazai.

"When the sword of Damocles appeared, a strange fire appeared." Osamu Dazai yawned lazily, and a thin watery light appeared in his iris eyes. He blinked and cleared the mist in front of him blink away. "Simply speaking, there must have been an incredible person."

Well, he can summon the sword of Damocles and is good at using fire.There is a high probability that the little white mouse that takes the task will become the venting object of the mysterious creature.

Feels like he's going to be a grumpy guy.

Osamu Dazai glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who was beside him with orange hair and blue eyes, and casually thought that he probably had the same temper as his little partner around him.

"Hey, what do you mean by that look in your eyes?!" Nakahara Zhong also frowned, and his beautiful blue eyes shot out fiercely.Raising his jaw domineeringly. "You're courting death, mackerel!"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and looked away. "Ah, I don't want to be threatened by a little slug, it's too bad."

ha?What right do you have to say this?

Zhong Yuanzhong was not to be outdone: "It's me who should say this! Being despised by mere mackerel is disgusting!"

"That's because the little slug's head is full of muscles, so stupid!"

"Ha! That's better than a dead mackerel, too!"

*****

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked about the back, and returned to the childish quarrel as expected.It was only when Osamu Dazai was called away by Mr. Mori that he realized that Osamu Dazai had changed the subject.

This bastard has a habit of changing the subject every time he doesn't want to talk.

Nakahara Chuya expressed his displeasure at being easily led astray, so he went back to the "long-lost" shared dormitory and simply went to bed. In the middle of the night, the disturbing sound of "dong dong dong" came from a room like Dazai Osamu. Turning over, he didn't even have the intention of going to see what kind of moth the suicidal maniac made.

Anyway, the mackerel—

Just as Zhong Yuan was thinking about it, the door of his bedroom was opened with a "click".The soft voice belonging to a certain mackerel sounded. "Chuya~ It's so cold alone. I want to squeeze with a gentle and kind partner."

...Anyway, a certain mackerel will come to you by itself.

"No." Zhongyuan Zhongye replied concisely: "Get lost."

"It's too much, Zhong Ye! I'm so sad and heartbroken!"

"........."

Nakahara Nakahara opened his eyes and saw Osamu Dazai standing outside the door holding a big bear, his eyes half-downcast, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under the light, his aggrieved appearance was somewhat pitiful.

"........."

Pretend, you continue to pretend!

Zhongyuan Zhong also almost laughed angrily, turned over and didn't bother to talk to him.Dazai spontaneously took Chuya's silence as "acquiescence".He happily closed the door, climbed onto Zhongye's bed with hands and feet, lifted a corner of the quilt and got in.

Those cold little feet and delicate hands were as cold as a frozen corpse in a funeral parlor, yet they hadn't consciously wrapped them around Zhongye's waist, chilling the warm Zhongye under the blanket.

"Hiss." Chuya Nakahara reached out to break Osamu Dazai's hand on his waist, "Did you just crawl back from the morgue of the funeral parlor? It's so cold. Let me go!!!"

"I don't." Dazai clings to Chuya shamelessly, rubbing his little furry head against the crest of his neck, and his nasal voice is childish and soft. "If you don't let me hug me, I will die from the cold~ Does Zhong also really have the heart to let Shengshi's beauty and wisdom be taken care of?"

Although it is true, why does it feel so strange to say it by myself.

"Be patient." Zhong Yuan was also ruthless: "What does it matter to me that you are cold to death?"

As soon as the words fell, Nakahara Nakahara turned his back to Dazai Osamu and could feel his strange accusation of "You are indifferent, you are ruthless, you are a heartless man, I am pregnant with your child, how can you treat me like this" .

"........."

It seems that something strange ran in.

Zhongya Nakahara was startled by his own brain power, and he pulled the little devil's claws hard. Finally, Osamu Dazai lowered his head aggrievedly, and calmed down, so that Chuya also stopped his movements, and glanced sideways at the The head in the crest of his neck.

The soft and messy black hair made Dazai look like a furry doll. If he had ears, he would droop his airplane ears listlessly, aggrieved, and coquettishly calm.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai puffed his cheeks, and raised his eyes that were still shining in the dark night. "Then, Chuya's partner froze to death, why don't you explain to Mr. Mori? Think about it, you have to do the task of two people by yourself, it's not worth it~ isn't it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pondered for a moment: Well, that's right, that's the truth.

Dazai saw that Chuu had also softened, and continued his efforts: "So, Zhong also only needs to be hugged by me, and he can save a poor little boy who is about to die from the cold. In the future, there will be someone who will be a character with you, and you don't need to follow him." Mr. Sen explained, how simple and trouble-free!"

Well, you are right.

Nakahara Nakaya figured it out and didn't bother to break Dazai Osamu's cold claws. He was also sleepy after arguing in the middle of the night, and he yawned, and Nakaya closed his eyes again. "Just let you sleep here for one night, and get out of here tomorrow."

Dumb partner, so easy to cheat.

In the dark night, a trace of warmth flashed across Dazai Osamu's round eyes, and he softly rested his head on Nakaya's back, sniffing the faint fragrance of Nakaya's body as if enjoying himself, the tension and unhappiness all over his body gradually loosened down.

It's really strange, he obviously hates Chuya the most.

Osamu Dazai finally felt tired, yawned a lot, and decided to put these things aside for the time being.

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