After the overlord hit the bow, Dazai

Nakahara also dug out the two remaining apples from the bag, and when he walked up to Osamu Dazai and knelt down to stuff the apples in, he suddenly met a kite-colored eye.

Dazai woke up.

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Chu also looked at each other in blank dismay.

This is awkward.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, and his tone was a bit unfriendly: "...What are you doing?"

Nakahara Chuya twitched the corner of his mouth, and then, under the astonished gaze of the other party, he stuffed the apple into Dazai Osamu's chest.

Osamu Dazai: ...

He looked down suspiciously.

Osamu Dazai:! ! !

He exploded: "What's going on?!!!"

"As you can see," Nakahara Chuya said with a bit of gloating in his tone, "what happens if you lose the bet."

"So, shorty, have you changed into the jk uniform too?" Osamu Dazai said with a half-smile.

Nakahara Chuya, who was defeated by the general: "Hehe, we are each other."

Osamu Dazai looked at me with a complicated tone: "I really didn't expect that you would do this, miss...but you just let me wait for a while, aren't you afraid that I will notify the people in Hong Kong to reveal your new address? "

"It doesn't matter," I rummaged through the cosmetic box I prepared earlier, "if you are willing to be seen by your subordinates in women's clothing."

How could you be willing to make a joke!

Osamu Dazai was choked and held in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it. He knew that he was temporarily in the hands of the other party and could not escape, and he could only let others do whatever they wanted.

"Ah, I found it." I dug out the makeup box and waved at Zhongya, "Come on, Zhongya, let me put on some makeup for you."

"That's unnecessary..."

"Do you want to be recognized?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat in front of me aggrieved, allowing me to smear his face.

To be honest, although Chuya's appearance is exquisite and beautiful, it is too sharp, with a wild air, even if he wears women's clothes, he doesn't look like a girl at all. I can only soften his eyebrows and eyes bit by bit. The lines of my face were gradually restrained, and the person sitting in front of me turned into a pure and neutral girl after a while.

"It's done," I showed him in the mirror, "How about it, it's not like the original you at all."

Nakahara Zhong also carefully looked at himself in the mirror. On the smooth surface of the mirror was a girl with brilliant short hair in brown color. "She" had a pair of cobalt blue eyes like the deep sea. The corners of the eyes were slender, and the brows were gentle. But without losing her heroic spirit, her nose is small and cute, and her light red lips are shining, making people unable to resist kissing her.

All in all, if you look carefully, you will not find any similarities with the existence of "Central Plains Chuya"!

Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, at least he won't be embarrassed by his acquaintances, "Yes."

I took the makeup box and walked up to Osamu Dazai with a face of rejection, and said with a smile, "Mr. Dazai, come here."

Dazai Osamu's appearance is more feminine and morbid than that of Nakahara, so I just deepened his irrelevant outline and didn't modify it too much, but just in case he was discovered by Hong Kong black people while shopping, I dug out a top Wear long black curly hair for him.Dazai Osamu's long black curly hair hangs on his half-naked shoulders, his eyebrows and eyes are enchanting but cold, the corners of his eyes are crimson, and his bright red lips are slightly pursed, like a poppy blooming in blood, which can easily confuse people's hearts.

"So what about Miss?" Osamu Dazai looked at me with his head tilted and asked softly, "I'm curious about how Miss dresses up."

"This." I showed a mysterious smile, "Lend me the bandage on your face."

Osamu Dazai's expression suddenly changed, he tightly covered the remaining bandages on his body: "You have already taken off all the other bandages on my body, why can't you leave me this last one!"

"I am willing!" I forcibly untied his bandages, picked up the suit he had taken off by me before, and went into the bathroom to change.

I untied the long black hair that was originally tied up, cut the outermost hair short with a knife, then tucked the inner hair behind the collar, then changed into Osamu Dazai's shirt, put on his suit, and finally put on His old-fashioned long coat finally imitated Osamu Dazai and tied a bandage on his right eye.

At first I was not used to having half of my sight blocked, but I quickly got used to it. After thinking about it, I put on some makeup with eyeliner, and my appearance was infinitely closer to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai and I are about the same height and build, with almost the same hair color, but the color of the eyes is different, and my hair is not as fluffy as his, but these are irrelevant. When I walked out of the bathroom, the two guys outside who had already started bickering were stunned. .

"You..." Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes, he pointed at me, and was shocked for a long time without speaking.

I chuckled lightly, stepped forward, grabbed his waist and pulled him into my arms, lowered my head and approached him, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, dear Zhongzijiang?"

"Don't be like that bastard with bandages!!!" Zhong Yuan's face suddenly turned red, he was desperately trying to struggle, but was locked in my arms, "let go of me!"

"It feels like watching another self molesting a little dwarf," Osamu Dazai on the side showed a disgusted expression, "It's a bit disgusting."

"Don't say that, Jiko-chan," I embraced Nakahara Nakaya and walked in front of Dazai, grabbed his hand and hugged him in the same way, ignoring Dazai's suddenly livid face, I leaned closer to his ear and gently Blow, "You make me so sad."

"Really?" He suddenly smiled, approached me intentionally, put his hands around my neck, rubbed his head together, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Then Shangjun, which one do you prefer, me or Zhongzijiang?"

"Are you jealous? It doesn't matter, I love you and Zhongzi-chan~"

"You're going to go out like this?!" Nakahara Nakaya felt hairy all over by me and Osamu Dazai, and couldn't help asking, "Is this really okay?"

"My current setting is that a rich second-generation playboy takes two girlfriends to go shopping," I said very calmly, "Even if the Hong Kong gangsters saw each other, they would only think that it was Dazai Osamu who went to fish for girls during work hours." gone."

"Shang-kun is really too much~" Osamu Dazai said in a complaining tone deliberately choking his throat, "Obviously he was so enthusiastic about changing clothes for others before, but he turned out to be so cold and let others take the blame."

"Award."

The three of us just went out.

Thus, such a scene appeared on the streets of Yokohama.

The leader was a handsome boy in a black suit and a long coat. His right eye was covered with a bandage, and the exposed left eye was a cold golden color, giving people a feeling of indifference.In his left arm is a girl with short ochre-colored hair in a JK uniform short skirt. The girl is petite and leans shyly in the boy's arms. The big bow tie on the chest perfectly covers the curvature of the chest, and the beautiful calf is covered by white The stockings are tightly wrapped, and the white thighs are looming in the black skirt with the steps.His right hand is embracing a black-haired girl in a black Lolita dress. Her long black curly hair is partly parted and partly parted, half of her fair shoulders are covered, and the exaggerated arc covered by the staggered straps on her chest attracts a lot of attention. , She pursed her skirt and looked around at the others with a half-smile, like a proud queen that people dare not look at directly, and finally even leaned into the boy's ear, not knowing what to say, and smiled softly.

"Okay, I'm so envious..." Someone said enviously.

I held the two "beauties" in my arms, and went shopping calmly under the envious eyes of everyone. Occasionally, I saw some beautiful accessories and bought them without hesitation by swiping (my dad's) card, which made the waiters more attentive.

"Mr. Dazai!" I heard someone shout.

I pretended not to hear, but lowered my head and asked Chuya Nakahara, wishing I could just lower my head without being noticed, "Neuko-chan, how about that bag?"

"If you like it, just buy it directly..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also gritted his teeth in a low voice, "Hey, it seems that someone from Hong Kong has found out, what should I do?"

What else can I do, cold salad!

Facing the big man in black who was chasing after him out of breath, I said calmly, "You've got the wrong person."

It's a mistake, after all, the Mr. Dazai you mentioned is nestling in my arms shyly.

"Mr. Dazai..." The other party was about to cry, "Mission..."

"Didn't you see that I'm shopping with these two beauties?" I scolded, pretending not to feel Zhong Ye's anger and secretly pinching me, "I'll talk about the mission when the time comes."

"Zhi-kun~" Osamu Dazai suddenly spoke in a coquettish voice, pointing to a bag, "I want that bag~ You will buy it for them~"

I looked in the direction he was pointing at, and I almost lost my temper. Damn, the price of that bag sold me and I couldn't afford it!

But now I can't show my timidity, so I kissed his cheek, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Okay, Zhizichan."

"Then Zhijun, quickly swipe your card to pay the bill!" He urged me, and I could see a gloating smile in his iris-colored eyes.

"No, question, question, ah," I also curled the corners of my lips, then turned my head to look at the big man in black who had been following behind me in fear, and said coldly, "Go, wrap it up, and put it on the Hong Kong black bill. I don't think Mr Mori would mind signing a few little bills for his dear student."

"Yes!" The big man in black yelled immediately, and then urged the waiter who was trembling with fear of being a Hong Kong gangster to pay the bill.

"Neuko-chan," I hinted at Chuya Nakahara, who was trying to hold back his laughter, "Is there anything you want to buy? Anything is fine~"

Zhong Yuan's eyes brightened immediately: "Red wine! Motorcycle!"

I was very angry: "Buy!"

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face disappeared immediately: "Wait..."

"It's okay Jiko-chan," I said in a voice that only the three of us could hear, "I think Mori-san will definitely sign the 'Dazai Osamu' bill without hesitation."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Later, Mori Ogai received a report from his subordinates and a pile of bills:? ? ?