The wrong way to open the healing ability

Dun, who was wearing little yellow duck pajamas, was sitting on the sofa, with a gray blanket that Zhenzhi specially found for him in case he would catch a cold.

The little tiger, who had lost all sleepiness, turned his head and looked at the sofa sitting next to him. He deliberately went back to his home to bring a hat and put it on, and then turned his head to look at the other side, with his legs still fixed. Dazai was wearing a plaster cast, with leaves still stained on his curly black hair.

Zhenzhi, who happened to be sitting opposite Dun, casually put on his suit jacket, leaned on the sofa and yawned wearily.

"..."

The atmosphere between the four of them froze for a moment.

"So what the hell is going on here?"

Dazai reached out to touch his hair, pulled the leaf off, and pretended to be deaf and dumb with an innocent expression.

Fifteen minutes ago, after Dazai was punched into Machi's garden by the furious Chuya, he got up from the grass without saying a word, and shouted for help to Machi on the second floor.

"True knowledge saves lives! The little dwarf is going to kill someone!"

"Huh? What are you talking about!"

Although he was already familiar with Osamu Dazai's operation, Zhong never expected him to be so brazen.

"It's obvious that you broke the door of my house before I came home and drank the red wine I bought not long ago. You still have the face to hide?"

With a flash of black and red supernatural power all over Nakaya, he jumped from his own house to the garden of Machi's house, preparing to grab Dazai by the collar first, and then pin him to the ground to beat him.

It’s just that someone with a broken leg was as nimble as a rabbit, and he ran as fast as he knew from his partner. While yelling for help, he opened the window on the first floor of Zhenzhi’s house with unimaginable speed, and climbed in. out of the living room.

Because of Dazai's leg injury, the workload doubled, and Chuya, who has been working overtime until now, can only go home: So even your broken leg is mine!

Unlike Dazai who had the audacity to break in through the window, Chuya's conscience does not allow him to break into other people's homes directly through the window.Although the familiar Mr. Zhenzhi is on the second floor, he cannot enter the house directly from other people's bedrooms.

The ideological struggle left Zhong Ye frozen in place and at a loss.

Machi, who didn't carry the key with her, jumped directly from the balcony on the second floor, followed Dazai's route into the house, and opened the door for Chuya.

When Atsushi who hurried down from the second floor entered the living room, he happened to see Dazai taking advantage of Zhenchi to open the door, and seemed to put something under the sofa.

Dazai's movements were really too fast, and the living room was dark because the lights were not turned on. Aton just blinked, and saw Dazai regaining his previous dignified sitting posture, and even changed his previous indifference, quite friendly. Greeted Tun, as if furtive movements and expressions didn't exist.

Dun rubbed his eyes in confusion, could it be that his eyes were blurred?

After opening the door to welcome Nakaya, Machi casually turned on the headlight in the living room, Dazai's expression and movements naturally made it seem like he was at home, and he waved his hand in a very hostile manner.

"Good evening, Zhenzhi and the little man, would you like some tea or coffee?"

Chuya couldn't say anything about Dazai's familiar look, but Machi's tone was indifferent, and he nodded slightly.

"Green tea, please. Pour Dun a glass of milk if you can."

"Nakaya-kun would you like something to drink?"

Although Zhenchi himself didn't seem to care, and this matter was not caused by Chuuya, but Chuya was still a little embarrassed about disturbing others in the middle of the night.

"No thanks."

What made Chuya feel even more horrified was that Dazai, who was always procrastinating whether he was going out to work or writing reports, actually got up neatly and walked towards the kitchen. Soon there was a clanging sound from the kitchen. Dazai didn't know doing something.

Wait, if he remembers correctly, Mr. Zhenzhi should be the first day to live in this house today. Even if Dazai broke into his house in advance, every villa in this villa area is a structure. Not the same, how did Dazai know the correct direction of the kitchen?

Could it be that Dazai and Machi-san are really as they say in the forum...?

Although he didn't read the forum very much, he still fell into deep thought after knowing the content of the gossip novels that were being serialized on the forum.

Hearing Zhenzhi asked what happened, he was immersed in his incredible conjectures before he came back to his senses, and bluntly said what he was thinking in his heart.

"Mr. Machi, I know that you and Dazai...have a good relationship."

Zhong also pursed his lips, feeling a bit embarrassed to speak.

"Although I will respect your opinion, I would like to advise you. If you have other choices, don't choose Dazai!"

Zhenzhi and Dun, who was sitting next to him, had the same blank expression on their faces. There was more movement in the kitchen than before, and there was a "crash" sound when the faucet was turned on.

Naka ignored Dazai's silent protest, but the blank expression on Machi's face made him wonder if he had made a mistake.

"Mr. Zhenzhi, do you understand what I mean?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who was sitting next to him, suddenly realized what Chuya meant, and nodded in agreement.

He has only known Mr. Dazai for a day, and within a short period of time, Dazai has performed bad behaviors such as pretending to be injured to deceive Mr. Nakahara, breaking into houses in the middle of the night, breaking locks and opening windows.

Although Atsushi's animal-like intuition made him feel that the existence of Mr. Machi seemed really special to Mr. Dazai.

"It would really bother me if the slugs said that about me."

Dazai, who had been working in the kitchen for a long time, re-entered the living room with a cup of normal-looking green tea in his left hand and a cup of milk that didn't look like milk in his left hand.

Dazai put the green tea in front of Machi, stuffed the cup of milk that turned black for some reason to Atsushi, and sat down on the sofa in the living room again.

"After all, I am quite special to Mr. Zhenzhi."

Dazai mouthed "Blue Higan Flower" from an angle that he couldn't even see, and showed a sly smile.

"It is indeed quite special."

Zhenzhi deliberately emphasized the word special, and took a sip of tea.

Before that, he planned to get along with Dazai temporarily, but the premise was that Dazai would not always dance in his minefield.

Chuya and Atsushi gasped in shock, and Atsushi even subconsciously picked up the black glass of milk in front of him because he was too serious, and took a sip to suppress his shock.

The strange taste of sweet, sour and salty made Dun's face suddenly colorful.

In Dazai's warning eyes, Atsushi, who was about to spit it out, swallowed the mouthful of milk with great difficulty, and even forced a smile when Zhenchi cast a questioning look.

Where is this milk, this is simply a mixed solution of soy sauce, vinegar and sugar!Mr. Dazai is really too much!

Satisfied, Dazai withdrew his veiled warning gaze, and didn't continue to torment Atsushi.

If Dunjun really spit out the mouthful of milk, and Zhenzhi cleans it himself, and accidentally finds the gadget he just put under the sofa, it will be bad.

After all, it's not the same as being foolish. If Zhenzhi discovered his little hands and feet, his previous efforts would have been in vain, and he would probably have to go to the hospital for half a year.

Shocked that the gossip rumors were affirmed by both parties involved, he was also a little numb, and looked up at the time displayed on the clock.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when he came home from overtime work, and it was close to two o'clock after such a toss, and he had to get up and go to work on time tomorrow.

"Mr. Zhenzhi, I will go back today first."

Zhong Ye rubbed his orange hair with some headaches, stood up and prepared to bid farewell to leave, but before leaving, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Dazai again.

"As for the bastard Dazai, just throw him out, anyway, his vitality is very tenacious."

Before Chuya finished speaking, Dazai was already lying flat on the soft sofa, covering his body with his suit jacket, showing with actions that he would definitely stay here tonight.

Sighing, Machi stood up and walked to the pitiful Dazai who was covered with a coat, and shook his finger.

"...tonight?"

Dazai sat up straight with an imperceptible glint in his dark iris eyes.

"Just tonight."

After getting Dazai's affirmative answer, Machi nodded and pointed to the direction of the stairs going up.

"The innermost room upstairs, go up by yourself. Dun-jun, you should go to bed early, I'll see you off and I'll come back and continue."

Dazai stood up from the sofa, uncharacteristically, enthusiastically blocked Atsushi's shoulders, led the people up without looking back, and waved his hands joyfully.

"Yeah, Mr. Zhenzhi will come back immediately after sending Chuya off. Dun-kun and I will go up first."

"After all, I also have something about the use of supernatural powers. I want to communicate with Dun Jun. It's not good if I can't control my supernatural powers all the time."

There is no abnormality on the back, but Atsushi who is completely speechless when Dazai directly locks his throat and walks up the front: Mr. Machi, help——

"Mr. Zhenzhi, in fact, you really don't need to send me out."

Zhenzhi sent Zhongye to the door of the villa all the time before he was ready to return, which made Zhongye a little embarrassed.

Zhenzhi smiled, patted Chuya on the shoulder, and prepared to go back the same way.

"Afterwards, I will leave the matter of Pengo Lie to you and Dazai. If there are no accidents in the next year, I will be promoted to a cadre. Let's work hard."

While the two were talking, a strange figure suddenly appeared in front of them.The street lights were dim, and the facial features could not be seen clearly, but from the outside, it seemed that she was an elegant woman.

The lady was wearing an exquisite kimono, her jet-black hair was tied into an elegant bun, and she walked with her head down, looking very charming.

"Is it the resident on the other side? Why is she walking alone at night so late?"

Zhong, who was about to open the door and enter the house, looked at the figure and was a little puzzled.

Zhenzhi turned his head to look at the seemingly young lady, thoughtful.It happened that the lady also raised her head, and her dark red eyes met Zhenzhi's blue eyes.

Oh, what a coincidence.

The author has something to say:

A scheming slaughterer: Thanks to the slug for your full help. It is worthwhile for me to find the angle before I was blown away, and I was just able to fly to the garden of my neighbor Zhenzhi's house.There is a second time for the first time to enter the house, and once you have the second time, you can live forever

Chuya & Atsushi who are suffering in the world: I can thank you