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The whole room was filled with the smell of spicy rice cake and crab meat hot pot, but Zhongyuan was only drinking a bowl of crab meat porridge, discussing something with his assistant.

This made Dazai Osamu suddenly feel that the rice cake and crab meat hot pot in front of him suddenly lost its taste. The always spicy aroma and steaming heat covered his eyes with a layer of fog, and Nakahara Nakaya's figure was so blurred in the fog.

But he still finished the bowl of hot pot in the end, and managed to support himself.

His stomach was full of spicy taste, and Dazai Osamu's complexion quickly became ugly after eating, and his pale face suddenly became sweaty.

Chuya Nakahara was still negotiating with his assistant about work. He was just curious about why Osamu Dazai suddenly became quiet, and then he discovered this scene.

Nakahara Chuya frowned, first waved his hand to make the assistant stop, and stepped forward to the sofa to test Dazai's situation: "Hey! Dazai! What's wrong with you?"

Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa, his face looking a bit unwell. The place he went to was no longer the chaotic place after a fight like yesterday. Auntie Cleaning had cleaned it up a long time ago, even the coffee table next to the sofa was replaced with another one.

But it doesn't seem to be another problem.

Osamu Dazai: "Chuya, I seem to be full..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a complicated expression on his face, because the person in front of him didn't look like he was suffering from overeating. This expression and the amount of sweat were obviously due to other reasons.

He looked at the rice cake and crab meat hot pot on the coffee table again, and found that not only the rice cake and crab meat, but even the peppers were eaten by Osamu Dazai.

Nakahara Chuya frowned fiercely: "Hey! Dazai, I remember that you are not very good at spicy food, right? You have eaten all the chili peppers here?"

Osamu Dazai lay on the sofa with an expression as if he was about to ascend to heaven, and it seemed that his soul would be spit out from his mouth soon.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the movement of him clutching his stomach, and probably knew what was going on.

This person obviously can't eat very spicy food, and he didn't know what happened to him for a while. He ate all the chili peppers. Now I'm afraid his whole stomach is full and spicy, which is why he feels so uncomfortable!

Zhong Yuan also said to the assistant next to him: "Go to the medicine box and get some stomach medicine."

Then he looked at Osamu Dazai with a complicated expression: "What the hell are you doing?!"

Nakahara Chu also thought that after Osamu Dazai defected with his best friend, he went to the Armed Detective Agency to clean up his black mud, and it would be okay to be a good person from now on.

Unexpectedly, four years later, he still likes to torment himself so much. Could it be that he wants to perforate his stomach and die this time?

Osamu Dazai knew what he was thinking from Chuya Nakahara's expression, but he opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain it.

Could it be that he is not looking for death this time?It's just subconsciously doing that, wanting to get more attention from someone.

Or maybe you want to punish yourself.

But he didn't say anything in the end, after being fed medicine with hot water by Zhongyuan Zhongye, he also took a hot water bottle to warm his stomach, helped him to the bed and let him have a good rest.

Just like that, Osamu Dazai didn't say anything today, and was obediently sent to bed by Chuya Nakahara.

Under the hot water and the pillow filled with Nakahara Chuya's breath, Osamu Dazai felt unexpectedly comfortable physically and mentally, and just fell asleep in a daze.

Woke up suddenly in the middle of the night.

Osamu Dazai touched the side of the bed, and found that there was no other person's temperature around him, and the hot water bottle had no temperature. No wonder the bed was cold, which woke him up.

Looking out the window, it seems to be early in the morning.

In addition, Nakahara also said that there were no other guest rooms in the apartment, so Osamu Dazai got out of bed and walked out slowly with his sloppy slippers.

The living room was also silent, only a dimly lit small lamp was on. Nakahara Chuya's assistant had already left, and Osamu Dazai noticed an orange-haired figure lying on the sofa.

Osamu Dazai walked up slowly, without revealing the sound of his footsteps. This is his experience in attacking Chuya in the Central Plains.

When they were still partners, Osamu Dazai often made a fool of himself to test Chuya Nakahara's vigilance. Every time, Chuya Nakahara, who was sleeping soundly, would notice him, and his reflex action beat Osamu Dazai half to death. Later, in order to be able to complete the For the task, Nakahara can only force himself to be familiar with Osamu Dazai's breath so that he won't be hurt anyway.

But this gave Osamu Dazai an opportunity to successfully attack Chuya in the Central Plains every time.

Osamu Dazai, whose stomach had been fine for a long time, squatted in front of the sofa, looked straight up at Nakahara Chuya who was blushing on the sofa, it seemed that he was tired, and he could still hear the intermittent cries.

How cute is it.

Osamu Dazai stretched out a finger, and gently tapped Chuya Nakahara's eyebrows: "The result is to give me the bed and sleep on the sofa by yourself?"

However, Zhong Yuanzhong just frowned and wanted to turn over and continue sleeping.

Even if his height did not restrict him from lying on the sofa, but the sofa is not a convenient place to sleep, Nakahara turned over for a long time and decided to give up.

So the whole person huddled in a ball and continued to fall asleep.

Osamu Dazai looked at him and sighed, stretched out his hand to wrap Chuya Nakahara's neck in one arm, and passed the other arm through his bent legs.

Just like that, he bent down and hugged Zhongya Zhongya horizontally.

"Well, is it so light?" Osamu Dazai felt the weight of Chuya Nakahara. Don't look at the muscles hidden under the clothes, but the weight is unexpectedly light. With his physical strength, he can easily hug him. .

But even if Osamu Dazai moved Nakahara Chuya like this, he didn't wake up, but struggled for a while with his brows furrowed, and then fell asleep again without Osamu Dazai making any further moves.

Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly put Nakahara Chuya on the only bed in the house.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lay on the bed, subconsciously hugged the pillow and continued to sleep, not aware of what happened at all.

Osamu Dazai also lay down, and he felt that Nakahara was like a little sun, glowing and glowing by his side, and even the bed was warmed up.

Now Osamu Dazai stretched contentedly, and hugged the human body warm water bag in his arms, so that Nakahara would not be able to kick him.

As for the reaction in the Central Plains tomorrow?

Of course it's something to think about tomorrow.

The alarm clock?Of course it is turned off, and I must sleep in tomorrow.

At noon the next day—

The exhausted Zhongyuan Zhong also woke up from his dream, and suddenly found that something was wrong, because the sun was already shining outside.

Then he looked at Osamu Dazai who bound himself in his arms, struggled hard, but before he could break free, the veins on Nakahara's forehead burst again.

"Osamu Dazai!"

"Chuya! You can hit him however you want, just don't hit the lower body!"

"I want to abolish you!"