The daily life of Bat Cubs traveling through Yokohama

"A Chicagoan like you?" Zhong Yuanzhong also suppressed the weirdness in his heart, and asked tentatively half-jokingly.

He had some absurd ideas last time, but after thinking about it later, Chicago is a big city with a population of one million. As people in the same place, Jason and the red hood have similar eating habits and personal preferences, which is understandable.

Furthermore, when Red Hood said that the other party was a local, he defaulted in his heart that he should be Japanese.

But he didn't expect that the Yokohama locals mentioned by the red hood were also foreign nationals. What kind of locals are they?

"Well——" Jason saw that his breathing slowed down, and he couldn't bear to lie to him, but he couldn't express anything. He could only selectively release some real information in some aspects, "He is from Gotham."

Jason didn't directly answer whether he was the same as him, but he was trying to start the first step of being honest.

As for America in this world without Gotham City?

It doesn't matter, Jason believes that he will not suspect anything on the spot, and he will not think about it afterwards. After all, this is a "friend of the red hood", and it is not an important matter.If the gangsters find out that there is no such city, at most they will think that he doesn't want to reveal the real information of his friends, so they won't care too much.

Nakahara Chuya loosened the tension in his heart, and said casually with a smile, "Where is that?"

He has never been to the United States, and he may not remember all the names of some cities and villages in his own country, let alone foreign countries.

However, after relaxing, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt sleepy and yawned several times.

"It's a small city that isn't worth mentioning. There's nothing to talk about. Here," Jason led Nakahara Nakaya to the door, "I also went to rest next door. We'll talk about specific cooperation matters and detailed plans tomorrow."

Zhong Yuan also waved his hand to show that he knew. Before entering the door, he held the door frame with his back to Jason and stopped.

"If there is any flame in your heart that you can't let go, you'd better resolve it as soon as possible, otherwise... one day this fire will burn on your friend."

Before Jason could answer, Zhong Yuanzhong walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

Jason stayed where he was in silence. He stood in front of the door and did not leave immediately.

'It's too late...'

He appreciates Zhongye's kindness, but he has long been engulfed in flames, and now he is just a ghost who knows what it is reborn from the ashes, and what drives him to walk in the world may be just unwilling obsession.

Has he adapted to this returned world?Oh, maybe.

Soon, there was no movement inside the door.

Jason turned and walked into his room, avoiding the monitoring and flipping from the window to the window next door.

"Click." Jason easily opened the window lock.

After groping into the room where Zhongya Zhongya was resting, Jason was not surprised to see that the other party was asleep with only his upper body leaning on the edge of the bed.

The sound insulation effect of the carpet is very good, he walked to the bed without making a sound, moved Nakaya lightly to the bed and covered the quilt.

Zhong Yuanzhong did not wake up during this process.

Earlier, Jason added ingredients to Zhongye's cup, which was not much, but as soon as he fell asleep, he would fall into a deep sleep state.And candy?It only has a hangover effect and does not destroy the medicinal properties.

Cough... Trust has to be done step by step.

For the time being, he still doesn't want people to know that the specific information about the activities of the Red Hood at night can only make Chuya "obediently" sleep soundly.

'Have a good dream. '

"Jay..."

Jason paused in front of the window sill and didn't look back.

"Let's... play another round... this time... win..."

Only then did Jason turn around, helplessly realizing that Chuya kicked half of the quilt away while talking.

This time he didn't go back and help him cover it again, but left directly.

It's just for one night, and he's not the other party's old mother, and the mafia's body is not so delicate. It's not bad for him to sleep on the floor without letting Zhongye, so let's just fall asleep like this.

The next day.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Uh--" Zhongyuan Zhong also half-opened his misty blue eyes, and the glare of the sun shone directly into his eyes, making him frown tightly.

"Chuya, are you awake?"

Red Hood's voice came from outside the door.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat up all of a sudden, raised his hand and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Seeing the time on it, he violently rubbed his somewhat messy hair.

"Ah, why is this so?" Zhongyuan Zhong also lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed, not to mention the smell of alcohol all over his body, and his clothes were crumpled like rotten leaves, "How did I sleep last night?" of?"

He fell asleep without even taking off his clothes... Maybe, he was too tired?

"Chung Ye?"

"Wake up, wake up, wait a minute!" Without thinking about it, Zhong Yuanzhong just wanted to take a quick bath to clean himself up.

It seems that even with the anti-alcoholic medicine, he still has the physical fatigue of a hangover, but his spirit is well nourished, and he is very excited after waking up. Apart from being a little hungry, he feels that he can work continuously for several days.

"I left the clothes for you outside the door." Jason outside the door had already guessed that Chuya definitely didn't want to wear the clothes he wore yesterday, so he carefully prepared the clothes according to his body shape, "I'm in the private room Waiting for you to eat, talk about things by the way, after you pack up and come out, there is a waiter waiting at the entrance of the rooftop, and he will lead you to the box."

"Thank you!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his voice, and when he heard the other party's footsteps walking away, he came to the door and quietly opened a small crack to take the bag in.

The mafia also wanted face, and he didn't want to be seen by the red hood.

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the clothes bag on the bed, and Ma Liu got into the bathroom, and took a battle shower in a few minutes.

Zhong Ye, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, was slightly damp, and walked out with a towel on his face, and sighed comfortably.

When he came to the bed, Zhong Yuanzhong also opened the paper bag, unsealed the opaque packaging, and took out the clothes.

"……Um?"

Looking at the style and lively colors of the clothes, Zhong Yuanzhong was also tangled, is it okay to wear this for business?

'Ah, never mind. '

Zhongyuan Zhong also changed into this suit, he couldn't wear the one he changed just now, it would be even more inappropriate.

……

Zhong Yuanzhong also followed the waiter to the door of the box, let out a breath after the other party left, pressed the handle and pushed the door open.

"I'm coming in, Red—"

"Chu~ya~ You are so slow, I will wait for you."

In the private room, apart from the red hood sitting at the dining table, there is also a boy wrapped in bandages with only one left eye exposed.

This is the most popular person I saw in the Central Plains—Osamu Dazai.

I saw Osamu Dazai sitting next to the red hood on a chair, smiling and waving to Zhong Yuanzhong who had just walked halfway.

'ah? !Why is the bastard Dazai here! '

Nakahara also saw Osamu Dazai's smile, and got goosebumps all over his body.

When he had passed on the terrace, the sun had warmed him so comfortably, and the warmth was now dispelled by the physical chill.

'Oops, too bad, I must not have woken up...'

Nakahara Nakaya even wanted to get out and close the door, maybe there would be no mackerel flying in it when it was reopened.

"The sun is drying his ass and Zhongya still sleeps like a dead pig, how lazy!" Osamu Dazai complained in an exaggerated tone, slandering Zhongya in front of the red hood, as if he wasn't the one who usually came late and left early.

'It's not a dream! '

Zhong Yuanzhong could no longer deceive himself, as if the footsteps of entering the door were sealed.

"Chongye, please sit down and eat something to cushion your stomach." Jason looked as if he had swallowed a fly. Maybe he was too hungry. After all, it was almost noon at this point. Too much guilt.

Jason picked up his phone and sent a message to let the waiter almost ready to serve.

"...Hmm." Nakahara nodded mechanically, and sat down on the stool opposite the red hood stiffly with his hands and feet, trying to stay as far away from Osamu Dazai as possible.

"Is Zhong also ignoring my poor colleague? He didn't talk to me from the moment he walked in the door. Fortunately, I even helped you ask for leave when you skipped work. Otherwise, Mr. Mori would have to wait for your call all morning. You owe me something." Great favor~"

Osamu Dazai's words hit Chuya Nakahara suddenly like a trap, making Chuya feel even more headache and unbearable.

"Ah, I got it, I got it." Nakahara Chuya replied with a rough voice with a stomach ache.

"Speaking of which, Chuya, do you look like you're here to talk about serious business?" Dazai Osamu looked up and down Chuya with interest, "Now you're like a kid who went to the wrong door."

Yes, Jason didn't prepare formal clothes for Chuya Nakahara.What he likes are basically three-piece casual suits, all of which are dark in color, so he prepares clothes for Zhongya according to his own aesthetics.

Jason was afraid and didn't quite get used to it, and the whole thing was actually still black.The upper body is a black casual jacket, and the lower body is loose black pants, except for a yellow hooded sweater with a zipper inside - a classic matching style for street teenagers. *

But the only thing that makes Jason a little regretful is that Zhongyuan Zhong didn't wear the baseball cap he prepared, and he still wore the old black hat.

"You're the brat! You don't care what I wear!" Zhongyuan Zhong was also furious and smashed down the table. If it wasn't for the red hood, he would have already done it by now, "What are you doing here? If you make trouble, get out go out!"

Ever since Chuya Nakahara entered the door, he has been trying to reduce his sense of presence, hoping that Osamu Dazai would ignore his attire quickly, but he was still ridiculed, so he simply pushed back with a broken jar.

"It's not like Chuya, you slept until the sun was up, but I came here early to take my work seriously," Dazai Osamu said mockingly with "You are so disappointing", "So of course I came to discuss the plan with Mr. Hong , or Chuya thinks, can you come up with any constructive suggestions with your slug brain capacity?"

"you--"

"Cough," Jason coughed heavily. Based on his experience with the two of them at the same time last time, it's better to interrupt directly. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers to let the waiter who was waiting outside the door come in. "You two Talk later? It's lunch time."

In the next second, the voices of Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara sounded at the same time.

"Ah, Mr. Hong just needs to be with me—"

"Wait, me and mackerel don't—"

"Shut up." Jason took out a grenade and slammed it on the table, stretched a finger into the ring and straightened the ring, threatening kindly.

Now the two of them finally silenced, sat upright and ate honestly.

Ignoring the two people's intentional confrontation with each other during the meal-the open and secret fight over the dishes, the meal finally ended normally.

After a brief warm-up discussion after the meal, Osamu Dazai said abruptly with a business-like smile:

——"Mr. Hong, you have a way to contact Robin."

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