I'm really the Chosen One

"Why are you so fierce all of a sudden?" Wei Yin trembled imperceptibly, realizing that he lacked confidence, Hanyu Ryo straightened his waist and said fiercely.

The blond boy didn't know that he had done something wrong, bit his lower lip, and got angry on his own.

His eyes darkened, Zhong Yuan took another step forward, and easily held the boy's arm that was about to be pushed above his head, touching his hot chests together.

Gritting his teeth next to the boy's ear, he said, "I'm worried about you!"

The person in front of him bullied him, and Ryo Hanyu had to continue to lean back, his body hit the counter surface heavily, his back bent into an incredible arc.

"I'm great, you don't need to worry!"

His arms were trapped and he couldn't break free, his eye sockets suddenly felt a little sore, Hanyu Ryo bit his lips trying to ignore this feeling, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

He saved a lot of people from the bomb, and he was almost injured by the bomb. Not only was he not praised, but he was also scolded.

The boy's flesh-colored lips turned red from being bitten, a lock of hair stubbornly covered his face, and his eyes became more moist because of anger.

He stretched out his hand to brush the hair in front of the young man's face, but saw the young man closing his eyes in a panic and avoiding it, his lips trembling violently.

Taking a deep breath restrainedly, Nakahara Chuya's lips tightened, he was thinking why he was angry with this stinky brat, he didn't understand his good intentions at all.

Just as he can never wake a man who pretends to be asleep, he can't reason with a man who doesn't realize he's wrong.

"The way you communicate your feelings is really special?"

With hesitation in his voice, Osamu Dazai tightened his hand on the doorknob.

The ochre-haired boy pressed the blond-haired boy under him, and pressed his mouth intimately next to the boy's ear. The blond-haired boy was powerless to resist, so he could only look away in fear and let the ochre-haired boy do whatever he wanted.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, and his voice was lazy, but with a frightening chill, "Although we don't mind digesting it internally, if we force it, wouldn't it be too ugly!"

Seeing someone coming, Han Yuliang turned his face away, pursed his lips and blinked his eyes for help, his waist was about to break.

"What are you doing here?"

The tone was very rude, Nakahara Nakaya loosened the shackles on Ryo Hanyu, and the other hand still held his wrist tightly, leaning against the counter, looking at the unexpected visitor.

"What you said, of course, is to find Xiao A Liang!" He took his hands out of his pockets and spread them flat, shaking his head, but the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly, "Could it be that you came to find you?"

Yuan's eyes stared straight at Nakahara Chuya with an angry expression on his face, and the curve of his lips deepened, pointing out, "Little Ah Liang, if you are careless in the future, be careful to be eaten!"

"Get out, what nonsense..." The surrounding furniture was rattled, and Nakahara Chuya leaned forward, as if wanting to strike the standing Osamu Dazai at any moment.

No one is allowed to destroy his friendship with the blond boy!

However, the blond boy flung his arms away and quickly ran behind the black-haired boy without pausing at all.

As if he had found a backer, he grabbed the corner of the black-haired boy's clothes with his fingers, Ryo Hanyu rubbed his sore waist, his eyes were full of grievances, and his delicate face was wrinkled into a ball.

"The middle is also bad, don't play with him!"

Raising his eyebrows and laughing out loud, Dazai Osamu held Ryo Hanyu's hand, seeming to be in a good mood.

"That's right, he's good or bad, little A Liang, come with me!" The voice was soft and coaxing, Dazai Osamu stretched out the ending with a smile, and grabbed Ryo Hanu's hand with his backhand.

He was already very annoyed, seeing the blond boy hiding behind others, Zhong Yuanzhong also wanted to teach this stinky brat a lesson.

His face suddenly calmed down, Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, his voice was low and hoarse, "Ah Liang, come back!"

Shrinking his body, avoiding the sight of the red-haired boy, Hanyu Ryo bit his lower lip lightly, held Dazai Osamu's hand tightly, and snorted coldly.

Zhong Ye is always inexplicably angry, like a girl, this little brother is too difficult to coax, he will stop coaxing!

At such a time, he needs to be left alone to calm down, otherwise he will be aggressive in the future, and maybe he will be beaten.

"Then let's go first!"

The smile on his face was even bigger, and his eyes drifted over Nakahara Zhongya who was trembling with anger. Osamu Dazai touched the silky hair of the blond boy, but his heart was a little complicated.

The ocher-haired boy didn't stop them from leaving, what does this mean? Osamu Dazai looked at the blond-haired boy who didn't know what happened sympathetically. It's hard to find such a stupid person now.

Need to cherish!

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, Hanyu Ryo ruthlessly let go of his hand, straightened his waist again, selectively forgot the cowardice just now, and returned to the appearance of the proud young boy before.

The warmth that was still held in his hand just now disappeared, and Osamu Dazai grasped his fingers, feeling a little nostalgic for the soft feel.

Although it is the hand holding the knife, only the palm has a thin layer of calluses, and the rest is very soft, with small joints, which is very suitable for holding in the hand.

He kept walking, and said in a calm tone, "You just left with me?"

"Otherwise?" Hanyu Ryo thumped his head in distress, wrinkled his nose in great distress, "Zhong also makes trouble out of no reason, he is more delicate than you, I can't coax him well!"

"Huh?? You don't think he's being coquettish, do you?" His tone was unbelievable, and Osamu Dazai's long legs slowed down.

Touching his forehead with one hand, Osamu Dazai knew he was right when he saw Ryo Hanyu's puzzled eyes.

Although he knew that everything was just the imagination of the blond boy, but just thinking about how Zhongyuan Zhong would act like a baby, he felt a little sick in his heart.

The young man was overwhelmed when he opened the door, only aggrieved but no shyness flashed in his mind, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the ignorant blond boy, Osamu Dazai put his hands back into his pockets again and shrugged, "I say you, I give you a piece of advice, stay away from Zhongyuanzhong in the future!"

"........."

The air froze for a moment, and Ryo Hanyu tangles his fingers behind his back, looking at Osamu Dazai with the eyes of such a person, "...you want to provoke our relationship!"

"You are good and bad too!"

Kita eyes narrowed, Dazai Osamu looked at Ryo Hanu, and said in a sinister manner, "Smelly brat, don't cry pitifully if you don't listen to advice, or you might be bullied even worse!"

"I won't cry, don't walk so fast!" Hanyu Ryo complained under his breath after trotting all the way.

"That's because you have short legs." Looking at the boy's clothes from the corner of the eye, Dazai Osamu touched his chin and smiled, "How about the kimono I sent, isn't it beautiful!"

Upon hearing this sentence, Hanyu Ryo raised his fist, and with difficulty used his reason to suppress the urge to do something, he gritted his teeth.

"You are the worst, the most hateful!"

As soon as the words fell, Hanyu Ryo suddenly coughed, causing some pain in his chest, frowned suspiciously, ignored it, and continued to move forward.

"not comfortable?"

"No!!" Taking a few steps forward, Hanyu Ryo couldn't help but bend down, his face was pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he pursed his lips and raised his head, a little dazed and pitiful, "...chest hurts."

"Smelly brat, why don't you tell me if you feel uncomfortable?" The doctor was still treating, and Osamu Dazai sat beside him, venting his anger, which must have been the injury he suffered while performing the mission.

"Are you still a child?"

Crouching on the hospital bed with an aggrieved face, Hanyu Ryo opened his clothes wide, allowing the doctor to touch him.

"Well, there are some broken ribs, just pay more attention to rest!"

Hanyu Ryo looked amazed, reached out his hand to press his ribs, but let go of his hand again under the doctor's gaze, he was really fine yesterday.

"Ango, why are you here?" He casually took out an apple from the fruit plate and stuffed it into Ryo Hanyu's hand, who was still thinking about finding a chance to touch his ribs. Osamu Dazai looked at the person who walked in.

Ango Sakaguchi's face was also very gloomy, he was annoyed that Ryo Hanyu didn't know how to cherish himself, and he also regretted that he neglected the boy.

After the boy solved the bomb yesterday, he lost his mind for an instant, as if all the alcohol was on his head, and he was dizzy.

Before the police came, he took the young man into the car. At that time, the young man was still whimpering and swaying from side to side, refusing to sit down obediently.

For a while, he lay on the glass and screamed for heat, and for a while, he rubbed against his body, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Thinking about it carefully, there were some signs. After the explosion, the boy coughed a few times when he was protecting him behind him, and when he got out of the car, he still cried out for pain and refused to walk.

Ango Sakaguchi regretted it again, feeling very uncomfortable. He didn't care about the boy, so he didn't see that he was injured.

Patting Ango Sakaguchi who was stunned beside the bed, Ryo Hanyu mumbled with an apple in his mouth, "Don't worry, I will protect you in the future!"

After all, the boss is so weak, so here comes his chance to perform!

Hee hee, after completing the task, getting a promotion and a salary increase, he will be able to reach the pinnacle of his life!

"Take a break first!" Dare not meet the young man's gaze, Ango Sakaguchi turned around and wanted to go out, with panic in his eyes, "I'll see you later."

The hem of the clothes was pulled, and the blond boy looked up at him with anticipation in his eyes. He didn't speak.

The fluffy hair on the boy's head made him look like a big dog begging for praise, but he remained calm on his face.

Something flashed through his mind, Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, put his hands on his knees and bent down, looking very serious, "Ah Liang did a great job."

Han Shengliang hooked the corners of his mouth, resisting the lack of happiness, wishing to get out of bed and turn around twice, cleared his throat, and said reservedly, "Of course!"

Ango Sakaguchi held back his smile, and patted Ryo Hanyu's head. He was still a child who wanted to be recognized.

"I'm happy with this, and from now on, anyone can fool you away casually!" With a light disdainful rebuke, Osamu Dazai stood up.

"I'm not stupid!" Although he was ridiculed, Ryo Hanyu was still happy in his heart.

"You're not stupid, why don't you know it hurts? Why don't you know how to hide yourself?" With a nameless anger in his heart, Osamu Dazai stepped forward, his eyes locked on the blond boy, "You are actually not suitable for Mafia at the port!"

Dazed for a moment, Hanyu Ryo lay down, rolled up the quilt to cover half of his face, and stared at the angry boy with dull green eyes.