[Comprehensive] My hair is all over the world

After breakfast, he saw off Osamu Dazai, a Hong Kong gangster cadre, and followed Odasaku to start his new day as a grassroots member of the mafia.

The two drove to an abandoned warehouse, where there were many gun targets and training equipment scattered around.

"Before you go out on a mission, let me teach you how to use a gun first." Oda Saku said as he took out a 9mm caliber pistol that was as old as his model from his pocket and said, "You can use this, I will help you You applied for one."

"Okay." Kong Maoxiang took it too curiously, opened the holster and took out the gun, and began to observe with some excitement.There is no man who doesn't like to play with guns, and he is no exception.

"Is your arm strength okay?" Odasaku said, and took out a pair of pistols of the same style from his armpit, and opened the safety. "Don't look at this gun as an old model, but it's still this one."

"Well, I usually like to play tennis, and I have no problem with my arm strength." Shota Sora looked up at the other party's handsome action of raising the gun, and was quite moved. Seeing that Odasaku was a veteran with guns, he might be able to learn from the other party. Learned a lot.

"That's good." While talking to him, Oda Saku casually shot at a target in the distance, 'bang bang bang bang' fired four shots in a row, and the gun hit the bull's-eye.He seemed to feel that his body was overheated, and he took out a gun from his armpit again, and pulled the trigger continuously, and there were several rhythmic gunshots in the warehouse.

Thanks to his good eyesight, Sorama Shota can even clearly see that the trajectory of each shot draws a beautiful straight line in the air, reaching the center of each gun target, perfectly without the slightest error.

"How about it, come and try?" Odasaku hissed and put down the gun and rubbed his shoulders, "I haven't practiced for a long time, I'm a little rusty."

This is called rusty? !Kong Maoxiang's eyes were too wide open, filled with little stars he admired, eager to try: "I'll try."

"Okay." Odasaku stepped aside, looked at his excited appearance and said clearly, "I was like you when I held a gun for the first time, it's really nostalgic..."

Sora Shota couldn't wait to come to the gun target at this time, tried to imitate Odasaku's previous appearance and put on a standing posture with a gun, and then turned around and said, "Is this right for me?"

"Yeah." Odasaku walked up and came behind him, slightly correcting the opponent's center of gravity. "The arm must be steady, and so is the breathing. You can shoot it first."

Sora Hair Shota adjusted his breathing immediately, and lightly pulled the trigger.There was a 'bang', and the bullet instantly shot through the gun target 20 meters away. Although it didn't hit the heart, it was almost there.

Oda Saku narrowed his eyes and sighed, "I didn't expect your gun sense to be so good."

Gun feel is a very mysterious thing. Ordinary people rely on countless shooting training, and through hundreds of bullets. Through muscle memory, they gradually realize the feel of the gun when they are released, and improve the hit rate.But some people are born with a strong gun sense, and the upper limit after training is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

And people like Sora Hair Shota, who can reach this level with a gun for the first time, belong to this category.

"Try to shoot twice in a row." Oda Saku ordered with folded arms.

After the boy fired a shot, his arm was still very stable, and he was not biased by the recoil. It can be seen that he did not exercise his muscles less and maintained a certain amount of strength.

"Okay." Shota Sora, who hit the first shot, felt his blood boiling, and every muscle in his body was in a state of excitement.However, his mind was extremely calm. After adjusting his breathing, he recalled the rhythm of Oda Tsukuru's shooting before, and quickly pulled the trigger twice.

This time, there were two hits in a row, and even one of them hit the red bull's-eye perfectly.Unbiased, right in the middle.

Oda Saku took a sharp breath, looking at the other party's quiet profile, he couldn't help but wonder if he was old, and there was an illusion that the waves behind pushed the waves ahead.

"You..." He didn't know what to teach for a while, "you can practice the hand feeling for another hour or two, stability is the most important thing. In the afternoon, I will go to perform the mission, it's not too much anyway. dangerous."

Odasaku, who originally thought that he would practice at least a day or two, changed his plan in an instant, and felt that he could take the other party out with confidence today.

"Ah, okay, I'll be fine if I practice for a few more days." Sora Shota's eyes were bright, and he fell in love with this exciting feeling all of a sudden, which made people excited and addicted.

"You kid..." Oda Saku murmured, crossing his arms, but he could understand this feeling in his heart, because he used to be... I hope this kid doesn't go astray like him.

Just like that, Odasaku folded his arms, leaning against the wall with his slender figure, watching Sora Shota's slowness from the beginning, to the final shooting time getting shorter and shorter, and the hit rate getting higher and higher.It took just over two hours from two shots once to the subsequent nine shots hitting all the bullseyes.

"Okay, let's stop here." He finally couldn't help interrupting the other party, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to raise your hand tomorrow?"

"Ah, it's okay..." Sorama Shota put down his gun, still unsatisfied, "It's similar to playing tennis with me, not very tired."

"Pervert kid..." Odasaku's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm afraid you'll finish my bullet."

"This, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sora Hair Shota just patronized the fun of playing, and didn't expect that this bullet is not easy to deal with.

"Forget it, it's okay. I'll ask Dazai for some more when the time comes." Odasaku's original intention was just to complain, not to hurt his heart. "Let's go, we're going to start the mission after lunch."

"Yeah okay." Sora Shota carefully put the gun in the holster and pinned it to his belt, and followed Odasaku out of the warehouse. "What are we having for lunch, do I need to go back and cook?"

"No, I'll take you to eat curry." Odasaku said as he was about to open the car door, "By the way, can you drive?"

"I will, just tell me the address." Sora Shota said hastily.

"Okay, let's get in the car, I just need to contact something." Odasaku nodded and threw the key to him, "Send the address to your phone, you can navigate by yourself."

"Well, no problem." Sora Shota took the key, got into the cab, and started the car.

"By the way, Odasaku." At a traffic light, Sora Shota hesitated and said, "Did Dazai tell you this morning?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Odasaku put down his phone, "I just saw him leave with a thoughtful expression on his face. Did you say something to him?"

"Well, it's like this... I have something." Sora Shota didn't know how to say it for a while, after all, it's too strange to suddenly ask someone for hair, although Dazai told him to ask Oda Saku directly , but when it really came to the scene, I still hesitated.

"What's wrong? Is there anything I can help with?" Oda Saku asked seeing him like this.

"Ah, that's right." Sora Shota said, "I want to bring two friends over for dinner, and I even asked Dazai to join me, I don't know..."

"Of course it's okay." Although Odasaku was a little surprised at how the other party got so good with Dazai all of a sudden, he still replied seriously: "It's okay, my family welcomes you anytime, do you need help?"

"That's great, actually I really need you to do me a small favor." Sora Shota said.

"What?" Oda Saku raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Tell me."

"It's like this..." Shota Sora said, looking at his hair, "Can I ask you for a lock of hair, just a handful."

"Huh?" Even the well-informed Oda Saku was stunned for a moment, "It should be...um...no problem."

Sora Shota hurriedly said happily: "You are really a good person!!"

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

……

The next day, the real Yokohama, Osamu Dazai's home.

"Are you ready?" Shota Sora held the two dark red strands of hair tightly in his hand, "One for each person, there are not many more, be careful not to lose it."

"I know, I know." Dazai calmed down his excited heart, and quickly pulled one out of the opponent's hand. "Of course I will cherish it very much, but I don't know if someone's carelessness will get rid of it."

"I'm careless??" Zhong Yuanzhong also took another hair, "Which eye of yours saw it?"

"I saw both of them." Osamu Dazai held his hair and looked at it under the sun, "Ah... this is really made by Oda, it always feels so unreal."

"Indeed." Chuya also forgot to argue with him at this time, and also sighed at the red hair. "I don't know why, but the thought of seeing my past self makes me feel complicated."

"Don't you know how to deal with complicated emotions?" Osamu Dazai looked at him with a sideways smile, "I'm different from you. I'm really looking forward to meeting my past self."

"Are you expecting him to see your bald head hahahahaha?" Nakaya turned his head and saw the patch of baldness on the side of the other's head, and he was out of breath from laughing.No matter how many times he watched it, he couldn't help it, as if the smile had broken.Because Dazai's fluffy and soft short hair is missing a piece in the middle, like a pit, which is particularly obvious.

"Yes, yes." As a result, Dazai not only didn't feel anything, but said expectantly, "I really want to see the expression of the past self when he finds out that the future self will be bald."

"You really have a strong taste." Zhong Yuanzhong was also told by him, and he actually looked forward to such a scene.So he said to Sora Hair Shota: "Hurry up, hurry up, we can start."

"You guys are still chatting..." Kong Maoxiang was too speechless, he had already prepared, and even prepared a surprise for the boss.I don't know if that Dazai can successfully fool his partner into bringing over the treasured wine...

The next second he activated his ability, a red light flickered in the room, and the three of them fell on the sofa at the same time.

……

The perspective turned back to Odasaku's house again, Shota Sora haired the two of them secretly in the morning, and then went out to buy vegetables.At this time, he was busy in the kitchen, quickly cleaning up the ingredients, and starting to cook.When the sun gradually sets, a table of delicacies is almost ready, waiting for the arrival of the guests.

"When is your friend coming?" Oda Saku came over to help him bring the dishes to the long tatami table in the room, "Dazai said they are coming soon. Did you invite someone else?"

"Eh? Did he say 'they'?" Kong Maoxiang raised his eyebrows too much, "Yes, I just told him to bring his partner, but I didn't expect it to come."

"Well, you actually called him." Odasaku was surprised, "Since when have you been so friendly with them? This is the famous 'gravity envoy' in Hong Kong and black." Usually, low-level personnel like them have no chance to Seeing the other party, the key is that the person has been traveling in places in Europe and Italy to calm the chaos.

"Actually, I don't know him." Sora Shota said, "But my two friends know each other, so I called him."

"Is this like this..." Odasaku was a little puzzled. According to Sorama Shota's identity, it is unlikely that he would know such a friend, otherwise he would not be wandering around without food... But he is not an inquiring person, and What makes him feel most comfortable about Hong Kong and Hei is that no one will take the initiative to explore the secrets of their companions.

While the two were talking, on a street outside Odasaku's house, Osamu Dazai, wearing a black coat, was fooling Chuya Nakahara, who was following behind him with a displeased face.

"I really believed in your evil, Dazai." Nakahara Nakaya, who was holding the wine, frowned unhappily, "You said you wanted to surprise me by taking me to meet your friend Odasaku?? The point is, you still Let me carry this bottle of 82-year-old Lafite? Do you know how much this wine costs? Do you know how many bottles are left in the world! I managed to get this from someone else! I can’t bear to drink it myself!”

"Chuya, you are too stingy." Osamu Dazai spread his hands innocently, "Besides, the wine is in your hands, if you don't open it, can someone force you to do it? Then you put it on the table and let someone open it. It’s fine if you don’t see it.”

"Well, what you said makes sense." Nakaya actually thought so too, "But what the hell are you doing?"

"It's not my fault this time." Dazai tilted his head and said, "It wasn't Odasaku who asked me to come over for dinner."

"Not Odasaku??" Chuya frowned, "Who is that?"

"Shota Sora, it's Sora-kun."

"What a broken name, who is he, I have never heard of it."

"He's Odasaku's subordinate now, and I just met him. But, I'm also very surprised that he called you by name and asked you to bring this bottle of wine." Dazai said with half-closed eyes, "I didn't If I remember correctly, Chuya, you just got it not long ago, how did he know about it?"

Zhong Ye also narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and a trace of doubt flashed in his ice blue eyes. "Is that why you called me here?"

"That's right, but the delicacies cooked by Sora-kun with special abilities are really delicious." Dazai said happily as he pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"..." Zhong Yuan looked at him speechlessly, "Although, why are you suddenly wearing sunglasses when you go to someone's house for dinner?"

"Don't you think I look handsome in my clothes?" Dazai said, and saw the apartment building close in front of him, "Ah, here we are, let's go, Chuya."

Nakahara Chuya twitched the corner of his mouth, followed Dazai and walked over.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Oda Saku himself who was said to have been mentioned by Dazai all the time.That was a man with a lot of stories, and Chuu could feel that the other party was very strong, no wonder Dazai always talked about him.But for some reason, the other party was also wearing a pair of sunglasses at this time.

They're all weirdos... eating at home in the middle of the night and wearing sunglasses.

Zhong also reluctantly took off his shoes and walked in. In a blink of an eye, he saw a table covered with food, and then he also saw Sora Shota sitting behind the table.

"Kongmao-kun~" Dazai walked in quickly and sat beside him, "Where's your friend, hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Hurry up." Shota Sora glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was already the time agreed with the two of them. "It should have come."

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai turned around in surprise, and saw Nakaya standing behind him wearing a pair of sunglasses of the same style as him at some point.

At this time Sora Hair Shota also saw it, and waved excitedly. "here!"

And at the door, Nakahara Nakahara, who was carrying a drink, not only saw a guy wearing the same sunglasses as him walking in, but turned around and saw another guy wearing sunglasses who looked like Osamu Dazai.

Wait, what's going on here? ?Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned on the spot.

Did he come to a coser's sunglasses party? !

Of course, Oda Saku, the venue provider of the party, was no better than him at this time.

The author has something to say: eat our bald food, of course you have to bring your own sunglasses, dog head.

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 14 bottles of Hanyue Ice Cream; 10 bottles of Lulu Almond Dew, Mengdie, Qiankong; 1 bottle of Chi Chi Chi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!