[Comprehensive] Hei Shijae also wants to fall in love! ! !

Whoosh whoosh!

Thunderbolt bang bang!

Boom!

After kicking and beating the pile of scrap metal without oil, the anger in Zhongye's stomach subsided a little.

He tapped his toes and easily jumped over the fence around the villa.

The huge villa is brightly lit and divided into three floors. The top floor is made of pure gold, surrounded by super large diamonds, and the inside is even more colorful.

Looking around, it is a piece of luxury.

In front of the gate of the villa, the young man kicked his legs forward, and the well-crafted and luxurious gate was instantly torn apart.

The first floor is the living room, the red carpet extends inward from the doorway, surrounded by a number of respectful old servants, the surrounding walls are all photos of Dazai Osamu, and the most central place is a blood-red curtain. It was the self-portrait that Osamu Dazai drew himself in the Mafia back then, which made the already weird room even more eerie.

If it was not certain before, in the Central Plains now, it can be concluded with [-]% to [-]% accuracy that the owner of this villa is that bastard, but the possibility of him being taken care of by someone is not ruled out.

After all... this guy's sense of morality is hard to describe at times.

The villa has three floors with no stairs to climb.

At the end is the up and down elevator in a purely enclosed space. Walking along the red carpet, there are not only colorful flowers, fruits and vegetables, but also a variety of dishes, all of which are freshly baked and fragrant. The contrasting colors make people feel Appetite soared, salivating.

The color of the surrounding walls is changing back and forth between deep red and faint blue, and the hundreds of butlers behind them are also in a unified posture, bowing slightly at 45 degrees, wearing Western-style western clothes, and the tuxedo behind them is slightly tilted The arc, like a sharp blade exposed, could take the life of this wanton intruder at any moment.

The atmosphere was getting weirder, but Zhongyuan Zhongye acted like a normal person, casually strolling on the blanket, and occasionally took some pastries from the table to eat.

Walking all the way to the end of the red carpet, the elevator door opened automatically, and the decoration inside looked much more normal, with a light blue color, and there was a long and high-spirited music playing after the feet stood still inside, which was the kind of high-end atmosphere The aristocratic music of the previous period.

As the elevator continues to rise, the rhythm of the music is also accelerating, like raindrops rushing to fall in summer, rushing and noisy.

Hey~

The elevator had just stopped when there were screams and roars. After the elevator door opened, the dazzling light fell on Nakahara Chuya's cheek in an instant. When he was a man, his anger soared to the extreme.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Zhongye's voice was completely covered by the background noise.

Nakahara also stood in place, his cold eyes swept across the crowd, his index finger and thumb slid across the scattered white paper, rubbing his two fingers, the white paper also moved at an angle, and on Dazai Osamu's temple , the heart, and the downward part of the belly linger.

How can you let a person die so painfully on the premise of leaving him a sigh of relief?

While Zhongyuan Zhongye was deep in thought, someone bumped his shoulder heavily from the side, the strong smell of perfume permeated from both sides of his nose, and his high-pitched and thin voice hit him from left to right.

"Yo~ who am I supposed to be, isn't this Dazai-kun's little lover~"

"Young Master Chuan said this, what kind of little lover is he? He is the husband and wife of Dazai-kun now, he~ Now he has already boarded the real card position with his own body, how can he be On par with those of us."

"Want to die?" Zhong Yuanzhong also said calmly.

The two people next to each other looked at each other, and took a small step back without showing any signs of their bodies, but they were still talking endlessly.

"Oh, really, I really thought that we would follow your set, isn't it just playing hard to get, I really think we can't afford it~"

"That's right, everyone has two arms and two legs, who is worse than the other~"

"Oh, you don't have to look at him, this fair-skinned and beautiful, thick-skinned, how can we mortals can be compared~"

Miyagawa Masaki and Yoshioka Ningxi stood on both sides of Nakahara Chuya, you 'ridiculed' each other, twisting their waists and buttocks for a while, Miyagawa's two hands kept moving Tried on the brink of death.

Seeing that the person refused to claw, Yoshioka Ningxi just kicked Miyagawa Masaki's knee, and urged in a low voice, "Touch!"

Miyagawa Masaki's eyes widened, and he silently hid his hands behind his back, with a look of horror on his face: "With his supernatural power, I can't do it anymore!"

"Coward!"

"..."

As if he had gotten used to the retarded behavior of these two people, Zhongyuan Zhong also took a few steps forward and jumped over the two guys, his eyes fell on the guy in the little black dress.

Zhong Yuanzhong also roared directly. : "Akutagawa Ryunosuke!"

The surrounding voices were loud, and Zhong Yuanzhong yelled several times before the latter finally reacted. Hearing the sound, he turned around and looked over. Their gazes collided fiercely in the air.

Zhong Yuanzhong also waved to him, signaling him to come over.

"cut."

Akutagawa gave him a blank look, straightened the little black tie he had just tied, and then turned around, leaving behind an unfathomable figure.

Before he could react, a narrow-eyed man wearing glasses passed by in front of him.

Nakahara Zhong also quickly reached out and patted his shoulder: "Edogawa Ranpo!"

After a brief hesitation, Edogawa Ranbu stretched out his hand and patted the paw on his shoulder: "Cut."

The same white eyes, the same disgust, plus the same type of noble and glamorous back.

"Leader?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked with some uncertainty.

The latter turned around when he heard the words, patted the boy's shoulder heavily, gave him a meaningful look, and said earnestly: "Do it well."

"..."

"Ah???" Zhongyuan Zhong was also completely stunned, looking at the ghosts and monsters in the whole room, feeling a little complicated for a while.

The remaining rationality made Zhong Yuanzhong take a step, stood in front of the sofa, and carefully picked up the red umbrella on the ground: "Sister Hongye."

Hearing this, the latter took a long time to look away from the girl beside him.

Zhong also looked at his big sister Hongye expectantly, and the eyes of the two collided with each other, confirming that it was the familiar big sister!

"Sister Hongye, I—"

The latter raised his hand to interrupt him, and said to the people around him in a gentle tone: "My dear Jinghua, please don't learn from this guy in the future, just come to me if you have any troubles, and I will definitely help you Get rid of those beasts."

"Ah."

bang.

It was the sound of a broken heart. In the midst of the feasting and feasting, Nakahara Chuya's figure became more and more frail and helpless.

At this time, a shrewd man came over with a computer in his hand, and said respectfully: "Young Madam, Master is here to invite you."

"Kunikida Dop?!"

"What's your order, young lady?"

"..."

"You have fallen." Zhong Yuanzhong also said sincerely.

If he was a little skeptical before, but now he completely believes that this is a brand new world different from Yokohama in the past.

After all, even if everyone could play around with that bastard, this man wouldn't.

How could a man who regards ideals and beliefs as his life work for a guy like Osamu Dazai? !

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed open the bedroom door with a broken heart, and a strong smell of alcohol came. In the dark night, the body of the man by the window was looming, and he drank the red wine in his hand in a slightly decadent manner, as if It was a hand slip, the wine glass slipped, the red wine splashed out, and the bright red liquid slid down the man's Adam's apple, dripping all the way into the chest cavity.

pat.

The lights came on, and a bunch of dark blue lights scattered from the top of the man's head, and then bursts of melodious music sounded, and the man's slender fingers fell on the skirt of his clothes.

stab.

Jingui's shirt was torn down the middle.

"How about it?"

Dazai Osamu put on a handsome poss, and after lowering his voice, his voice was deep and deep, and his voice hit people's hearts.

The corners of Zhongyuan Zhongye's mouth twitched slightly, his expression was indescribable.

Tied a bunch of white straps, do you really think you are a white chicken?

"You lost your memory." Osamu Dazai said firmly.

Nakahara Chuya: "...Really?"

Osamu Dazai snorted disdainfully, waved his hand and said, "Go wash it up and wait for me."

Zhongyuan Zhong also resisted the urge to kill, and turned around stiffly.

"and many more."

Osamu Dazai suddenly made a sound, and said in a casual tone: "Call that yellow-haired man in after you get out."

--1 minutes later--

"Kunikida-kun~ I suddenly feel that the ideal is really haunting. Only a high-end and high-end person like you can understand the mystery of it. It was my fault before."

A certain yellow hair tapped on the computer, fair and harsh.

"Gold medal shirt, 23; expensive red wine, 26; a total of [-]."

"..."

"Haha, do you want to wipe a line?" Osamu Dazai touched his shy pocket.

"can."

After the clattering sound, Kunikida pushed the glasses back over the bridge of his nose.

"30, with a deadline of one week, and the profit will double after one week."

Osamu Dazai threw himself on the bed, stretched out his arms and legs, and said, "If I don't have money, what can you do?!"

Kunikida snapped his fingers.

pat.

A large electronic screen fell down.

On the frying pan with hot oil is a tightly bound book. The book, which was dilapidated because of its age, is now in danger. It seems that the thick smoke rolling up from the frying pan can completely wipe out the it destroys.

"Then you can watch it crumble to pieces with your own eyes, and die without a whole body." Kunikida's cold and heartless voice came, and Dazai Osamu looked at him with a stern expression, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his brows.