Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

Did the little man think he would answer "You're so good?"Too naive, are you stupid or I am stupid.And there is a person who has never found out that he was exposed.

Osamu Dazai didn't intend to wake up some idiot, so he leaned forward not to be outdone, and simply put his forehead against Chuya Nakahara's forehead, rubbing it coquettishly.

"Since when did Chuya learn the habit of being a bad boy? You little rascal."

You ruffian uncle.

Chuya Nakahara's violent temper directly lost the purpose of being a disgusting partner, and he grabbed Osamu Dazai's collar with one hand and was about to beat him, but was distracted by the sudden knock on the door.

- "Button."

The movements of the two little hands that were about to fight (being beaten) paused, and they looked away from the door one after another: they found a few doctors and nurses in white coats holding instruments and bottles, and they did not know when they appeared outside the door .

I don't know how long they listened.

"Lord Zhongyuan, Lord Dazai." The medical staff greeted each of them politely. "The leader has passed down an oral order, so that we must recover tomorrow."

Rehabilitation tomorrow...in order not to affect the mission.

"Of course it's good to have a cute girl treat me." Osamu Dazai smiled and tapped his lips with his slender finger. "However, the fastest way to get better from a cold is not necessarily injections and infusions. For example, kissing is also very good... Woo, it hurts!"

"Don't say such frivolous things to a woman you meet for the first time, bastard!" Zhong Yuanzhong also retracted the murderer's hand, and his tone was much gentler to the medical staff. "Come in, you're in trouble."

Half an hour later, the medical staff set up the infusion stand and infusion bottle for the two candidate cadres to leave.The two cubs kept the same posture with a hanging bottle in each hand, staring straight ahead expressionlessly.

"...So Chuka doesn't like hanging these things either." Osamu Dazai propped his chin with his other hand. "Why do you want to cooperate? We'll just take a nap and sweat all night when we're young."

Nakahara, who looks 16 years old but is actually 22 years old, also feels offended.He moved the arm with the infusion tube restlessly, and the feeling of restraint made him feel angry.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also replied impatiently: "Don't be so long-winded, since it is Mr. Mori's order, just follow it!! And how can there be a fluke mentality in the task!"

"Ah, he is really an obedient subordinate. Mr. Mori was moved to tears when he heard that." Dazai Osamu sighed leisurely, and retracted his whole body into the sofa, his tone full of gloating. "So Zhongye should also be very happy to do the double ponytail loli look, right?"

Ahhhh, bastard mackerel, what the hell is which pot not to open and which pot to lift!

"Shut up!" Zhongyuan Zhong also glared angrily at the black-haired boy who was comfortably nestled on the sofa. He held back, but finally he couldn't hold back. "But why does it have to be double ponytails!!"

And why not find the bastard Dazai!He is obviously much more masculine than Osamu Dazai!

"Chuya doesn't understand. I'm a tactical planner, and I need to examine emergencies in an all-round way to adapt to the situation." Dazai Osamu said, with a completely teasing expression: "So it can only be Chuya. You're wearing women's clothing."

The tone of your words is so earnest, but you put away your gloating villain's happy expression!

Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth: "But there is no need to use double ponytails, what kind of evil is this!"

"Wow, is Chuya complaining about the leader's arrangement?" Osamu Dazai said exaggeratedly, but he was smiling and relieved. "Twin tails have many advantages, and it can't be said that they are useless."

"What good can it do?"

Osamu Dazai compared his index finger, and gave an analogy to his little partner: "Take Chuya's motorcycle as an example. The beauty of the double ponytail is like Chuya's hands are on the handlebars of the motorcycle when he is driving it. Operating it allows you to gallop in various ways, and you can also use your hand to control the handle to change various routes. Most importantly, Zhong also feels very happy and excited when riding a motorcycle, like a galloping pony. Well, often riding a bicycle can also vent. This one has the same effect.”

"It turned out to be like this! I also felt very excited and happy when I was riding a motorcycle. It was indeed like a galloping pony. After racing, my mood was much better." Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized that he felt that he had a crush on the boss. His reverence added another layer: "As expected of the leader, it's really amazing."

"........."

It's completely on two channels, chuya, should I say it's you.

*****

"Master Zhongyuan." Half an hour was enough time to finish the infusion, and the group of medical staff appeared in the candidate cadre's office again, but this time only two came to change the infusion bottles for Chuya and Osamu Dazai. "There is no problem on your side, you can make preparations first."

Zhongya Nakahara pressed the needle hole with a cotton swab, and nodded slightly: His health is better than that of Dazai, and losing a bottle is more than enough.

"Eh?? Why is it that Chuya only needs to lose one bottle, but I still waste time here." Osamu Dazai curled his lips unhappily knowing this, but seeing his expression, he just complained and was immediately interested He propped his chin vigorously, his kite eyes glaring at the orange-haired boy with an uneasy expression. "chuya~"

What are you going to do again?Trouble fine.

"Why?" Nakahara Nakaya was really annoyed at the way Dazai called his name in a drawn-out tone on purpose, "Just say what you have to say, why do you think my name is off-level when you call it?"

"The little guy in the biker suit and top hat has the nerve to talk about levels?" Dazai Osamu said not to be outdone, "Let's improve your aesthetic first and then talk about levels... It hurts, little slug, you are bullying me again!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, and withdrew his assailant hand. "My aesthetics are very good, but you, an idiot mackerel, don't know how to appreciate it! You hang water here honestly, and if you dare to run away and cause trouble for the medical lady, I will kill you!"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand obediently. "Can I apply to kill me now without an infusion?"

Before the black-haired boy could reply, a pillow was thrown and hit his delicate face. At the same time, a furious voice sounded in the office:

"No! You stupid mackerel!!"

After Nakahara Chuya finished his roar, he closed the office door with a bang, and went to find Miss Hongye, who was responsible for his costume this time.

Although this is because of the mission, it is really strange that the eldest sister personally performs the process of applying makeup and choosing clothes!

- "Button."

Zhong Yuan endured the shame and embarrassment, and finally knocked on Hong Ye's office.Accompanied by a gentle yet majestic "Come in", Zhong Yuanzhong also turned the doorknob.

Sister Hongye is one of the five major cadres. Several bookcases in the office are filled with documents and files. An elegant woman in a pink kimono is holding a cute tutu skirt in one hand, and she seems to be in a dilemma. of.He laughed when he saw it. "Oh, Chuya came just in time, and I'm in trouble~ You come to choose which one to wear?"

"…………"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked expressionlessly at the doll-collar blue lady's slim fit on Miss Hongye's left hand, and then looked at the short tutu skirt on Miss Hongye's right hand.The former is not easy to move, and the latter is probably on his thigh when he puts it on.

"I can have neither..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye hadn't finished speaking when he heard the sound of a sword coming out of its sheath.Sister Hongye's special ability "Golden Yasha" floated behind her with a long sword in his hand, looking menacing.

"You have to think about it too." Sister Hongye smiled. "If you make a wrong decision, you will suffer, Chuya."

It's a red-hot threat, absolutely.

Even Zhong Yuanzhong is deeply aware of this, and has absolutely no idea of ​​challenging the top of the Hong Kong black food chain, "Can I go in in a shirt and black shorts!"

"No, Zhongye."

"…………"

So why did sister Hongye come to be his make-up artist/stylist? Did the eldest sister get infected by the leader's young girl?

after an hour--

Zhongyuan Zhong, who gave up his resistance, let Hongye's big sister run amok on his head, yawned sleepily at the wall, and after an unknown amount of time, he heard the office door being opened with a "squeak".

"Little slug, you are too slow, the task time is almost up."

Zhongyuan Zhong also twitched the corners of his lips. "I know, get out now, I feel disgusted when I see you now!"

"Why should I be disgusted by a mere little slug! Being hated by a black, short, slimy little slug with poor aesthetics, I'm going to cry out of aggrieved~" Osamu Dazai retorted dissatisfied. "Hey, hey, do you hear me, hey, hey!!"

You big-headed ghost, you can kill hundreds of people like you!

Zhongyuan Zhongye's suppressed anger was all aroused, he turned his head and roared loudly: "Is there no end to this mackerel of yours—"

The rest of the unfinished words stopped abruptly, and Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu stared at each other with wide eyes as if they had pressed the pause button, and then pointed at each other and laughed loudly in the next second.

"Hahahahaha, bastard mackerel, what kind of look do you have!!" Nakahara Nakaya pointed to Dazai Osamu who had slightly curly black hair and twin ponytails. His face was covered with a bandage as usual. Eyes, wearing a plaid skirt with a doll collar. "One-eyed Barbie?"

Although Osamu Dazai's appearance is supported by his exquisite and beautiful face, it cannot be said to be unattractive.But he was used to seeing the bastard Dazai in a neat suit, and now his nondescript outfit with his own characteristics immediately made Nakaya laugh.

The other one is not to be outdone.

"What the hell do you look like! Are you going to play King Kong loli? Although the little slug's face is a bit pretty, but Chuya's violent tendencies don't go well with the soft and soft little loli!"

Who wants to be softer than a girl, bastard!

Hongye listened to the two little guys arguing in her ears with a smile, covered her lips with one hand and covered her lips with a reserved low smile, and patted the little guy's thin skin after straightening Nakaya's collar with the other hand. shoulder, "Okay, Chuya."

"Thank you Momiji-san." Nakahara Nakahara thanked Ozaki Koyo and jumped off the chair, walking towards Osamu Dazai with ice-blue eyes showing sharp sharpness.

The menacing appearance seemed to be going to hit someone.

"..." Hongye sat back on the chair with a smile, supported her chin with her hands, and watched the two delicate and cute little ghosts yelling. "Hey, the mission is about to start, Zhongya should pay attention to the severity of the attack."

"Eh?? Miss Momiji, you are too biased. At this time, you should stop Chuya from being violent~" Dazai Osamu put on a troubled look. "It hurts to be beaten."

"The leader defends you, everyone is watching," Ozaki Koyo propped his chin and smiled. "Isn't it fair for me to defend mine?"

Tsk, it sounds like there is something else in it.

"Even if I was told that by Miss Hongye, I would be very sad."

Osamu Dazai was still smiling gently with his eyebrows curved, his voice was filled with indescribable grievances, a little coquettish.Those light-colored pupils reflected Nakahara Chuya with a childish face and flapping two small croissant braids. Although he had seen many looks in Chuya since he was 15, the purity and clarity in those ice blue eyes Nothing has changed.

Zhong Yuan Zhong, who was wearing women's clothes, was also petite, with a porcelain white complexion, and even the waist that was often hidden under the suit was slimmer, as if it was not enough to hold.

Osamu Dazai knew that Chuya was very good-looking, but he didn't expect that the women's clothing was more beautiful, only the chock on the neck added a wild and unruly temperament, soft and enough Bright and arrogant.

"Ah, is Chuya really going to hit me in front of Miss Hongye?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head cutely. "It's scary."

With a light and delicate teasing word, Nakaya's white and slender fingers caught his doll's bow tie, and he pulled him away with a rough tug.Dazai staggered a few steps.

The corners of Dazai's lips curled up, and he was stunned by the suddenly enlarged bright and compelling face before he wanted to sneer a few more words.The other party evoked a dangerous smile, and whispered to the pretty face close at hand.

"It's my first time tonight, so I'd like to ask sister Dazai to teach me a lot."

Nakahara Chuya's words made Osamu Dazai not come back to his senses until the reception. The black-clothed driver in the front row pulled the car aside, and Mr. Hirotsu turned around and said, "Master Dazai, Master Nakahara, we're here."

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai replied in a low voice, tugged at the hem of the fungus skirt on his body, and swept towards Zhongya Nakahara sitting next to him without a trace, and a white and tender thigh appeared in front of him instantly.

"?????"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes in disbelief, and looked over seriously. Nakahara Nakaya bent his right leg and neatly fixed the dagger on the base of his slender but extremely explosive thigh with a leather buckle. His fair skin had two black leather buckles. On it, lustful and lustful, accompanied by a sharp dagger shining coldly.

Dangerous and tempting.

When Osamu Dazai wanted to continue watching, Nakahara had already pulled down the hem of his skirt, blocking the magnificent scenery.It's just that the tutu skirt is really a bit short, and it looks a bit seductive.

"Huh?" Nakahara also noticed Osamu Dazai's eyes. "what?"

...It's a pity that my expression is really pure enough, those ice blue eyes are sharp and clear, and paired with the two small shofar braids on her head, it is quite in line with the purity and beauty that a young loli should have.

In this regard, Mr. Mori is indeed an authority, a damn young girl.

Osamu Dazai was expressionless: "Nothing."

Nakahara Chu also glanced at Osamu Dazai inexplicably, not knowing what this volatile partner was doing, he pushed the car door open, and the bright light of the reception tilted down the opened car door, casting the orange-haired boy's Half of his face was illuminated brightly, and his ice-blue pupils were warm and bright.

Half of the figure in the car is hidden in the shadows, lingering and deep, with hidden sharpness.The silhouette is three-dimensional and exquisite.

"It's time to carry out the mission. Let's go, sister Dazai."

You got into the drama very quickly, Chuya, you are very active every time you do a task.

*****

According to the plan that Dazai had originally decided: Mr. Hirotsu would pretend to be their guardian and take them to a reception.By the way, the temporary identity of a chaebol of a certain group was drawn up, mixed into the reception and then killed the target person.

To put it simply, it is a role-playing.

The decoration of the reception was gorgeous and there were many people, but this could not avoid the attention of Nakahara Chuya and Dazai as soon as they entered the reception.Mr. Hirotsu dutifully plays the role of a guardian and deals with others, and Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu are responsible for being beautiful alone by their side.

It's just that after the politeness between the adults was over, the topic turned around to the two girls who were carved in pink and jade.

"Mr. Zecun." The visitor respectfully addressed the other party, and his eyes fell on the charming and arrogant little girl with orange hair tied into two cute shofar braids. "I don't know what this person's name is?"

"This is my granddaughter..."

Mr. Norimura, played by Mr. Hirotsu, was talking, and Nakahara Nakaya's ice-blue eyes glanced at the old man who was talking about him. He looked about five or sixty years old, and his huge belly could not be covered by a high-end suit.

Not to mention short and fat, with a circle of baldness on the top of his head, he looks like a fat Kappa.These are of course not the key, the key is that this guy is not the target of the mission.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't intend to talk to him either, he put his hands on his chest with a cold face, very arrogant.

"The orange-haired one is my little granddaughter, Masari Masamura. The one with black hair is my elder granddaughter, Masahiro Masamura." The old man Hirotsu patted the shoulders of the two granddaughters with a smile, signaling them to be polite. . "Yazhi, Yali, please say hello well."

Masaharu, who has slightly curly black hair and also has a cute shofar braid, smiled obediently, and held up the corners of her skirt with two small hands in a ladylike manner. "Hi uncles, I'm Masaharu."

...where did this bastard learn manners?

Zhong Yuan blinked his eyes in astonishment, and his ears were full of praises for the cuteness and politeness of the bastard Dazai Osamu. For some reason, Zhong Yuan always felt surrounded by greasy uncles.

"It's your turn, Yali." Osamu Dazai blinked his light-colored eyes. "We must be polite and not embarrass our grandpa."

You bastard, just watching the fun is not a big deal! !

Nakahara Chuya twitched his lips in displeasure, thinking that the bastard Dazai was just trying to make him feel sick and uncomfortable, but under the current situation, he can't directly beat him up!So aggrieved that Zhongyuan Zhong also bulged his cheeks and bowed reluctantly.

"I am Yali, please give me your advice."

No matter how unhappy and reluctant Zhong Yuan Zhong was, his reluctance and etiquette perfectly fit the image of a cute and tsundere little loli, causing the crowd to murmur for a while.

Some even reached out to Yali who had just been introduced, and asked politely.

"Miss Yali, may I have the honor to ask you to dance?"