Miss Zhongyuan has something to say

This house is under the name of Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai rarely lives in it, but it is impossible for a power outage to happen.

"Tsk." Nakahara Zhong also patted the water in the bathtub with the back of his hand irritably, stood up from the bathtub, wrapped the towel around his body, and was about to go out to find the maintenance personnel.

The darkness in front of him was stretched infinitely, and the hair on his back changed from warm to cold.

The arm was suddenly pulled by a cold object, and immediately after, a cold body was pressed against it.

……

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes abruptly, and the touch seemed to still remain on his skin.The warm water gently caresses the skin.

The bathroom was bright, and the water in the bathtub had changed from slightly scalding to lukewarm.

She seemed to have had a dream just now, and it was a long and real dream.

Exhaling a breath, Zhongya Nakahara stood up from the bathtub, and walked out of the bathroom after wiping his body, but his legs trembled slightly and his waist was sore.

With everything that remained on her body, it was hard to believe that it was just a dream.

Is Osamu Dazai really not dead?Just like the guesses of those rebels before - Osamu Dazai was just suspended animation, just to catch them who resisted in one go.

However, she watched Osamu Dazai fall to the ground with her own eyes, blood spreading across a small piece of land, and there is absolutely no second copy of the ability of disqualification in the world.

And only when Osamu Dazai approached, the fetus in the womb would be excited.

"It's a dream..." Zhong Yuan also lifted the hair stuck to his forehead, and took a special look at it when he passed by the mirror.

In a dream just now, she saw marks on her body through the mirror, but now there is not a single ambiguous mark on her body.

It's a dream, a sweet dream.

The exhaustion in his body has not yet dissipated, Zhong Yuan also put on his clothes and returned to the tea room.

The tea room was very quiet, and the sound of pattering rain outside added to the deadly atmosphere.

The Central Plains also knew that this was another dream.She was in a dream, but she could feel that it was all a dream.

She raised her hands slightly and wiped the wet hair on her back with a towel, her sleeves fell down, revealing a white and delicate arm.

The room was a bit hot, and Zhongyuanzhong also opened a slit in the side of the paper window, and the damp and cold air stuck to the arms, and the warm yellow candlelight flickered and then went out.

The tea room was plunged into darkness.

"...It's so cold." Blown by the wet wind outside, Zhong Yuan quickly closed the door again.

"You look beautiful in a kimono, Chuya." In the darkness, someone suddenly embraced Chuya Nakahara from behind, and the hot air that escaped from his lips sprayed to the tips of his ears when he spoke.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's snow-white ear tips quickly turned red, as if a thin layer of rouge had been applied.

"Osamu Dazai...?" With a familiar tone and familiar touch, Nakahara Chuya tilted his head slightly, and his long red hair fell down on his chest.

The person behind chuckled and did not answer Nakahara Chuya. He wrapped his arms around Nakahara Chuya's waist with one hand, opened his palm and pressed gently on his lower abdomen, and untied the belt of the kimono with the other hand.

Nakahara Chuya was wearing a black furisode today, and when the belt of the kimono was undone, the collar edge of the chest came loose, revealing the white undershirt.

……

When Nakahara came back to his senses, there was still an astonishing heat between her legs, and her heart was still unbearably agitated. Her sitting posture changed, and the hair that Osamu Dazai combed for her in the dream had already been scattered.

The obi of the kimono was also unraveled.

It's all too real.

Is Osamu Dazai really not dead?

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up with trembling legs, not because he was afraid, but because he was tired from tossing and tossing in the real dream just now.

His hair was already dry, Nakahara took his loose hair to his chest, and walked to Dazai Osamu's coffin.

Osamu Dazai was pale and lay in a coffin in a black suit, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, one of which had stitch marks on the wrist.

"Osamu Dazai..." Nakahara Chuya murmured Osamu Dazai's name in a low voice, and then suddenly laughed.

How can a dead person come back to life.

"Dong Dong." There was a knock on the door outside the house, "Miss Zhongye, I am Dun."

"Come in." Zhong Yuan returned to the table and knelt down.

Nakajima Atsushi also changed into a black kimono. He walked in respectfully and knelt down in front of Nakahara Nakaya.During this period, he never looked up at Nakahara Nakaya.

"Miss Nakaya, you are too tired today. The child in your belly must have been frightened a lot, please go to rest."

"As Mr. Dazai's student, I will keep vigil for Mr. Dazai."

Atsushi Nakajima's voice was very steady.

"...No need." Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, twisting the hair hanging on his chest.

"get out."

"I'm going to sleep right away."

Atsushi Nakajima still lowered his head, he opened his eyes, wanting to say something but in the end he didn't say anything.

Atsushi Nakajima got up: "Then I'm next door, Miss Nakaya, if you need anything, you can call me."

Chuya Nakahara nodded casually, and lay down beside the simple futon after Atsushi Nakajima went out.

In the dream, lingering all night.

His body was covered with sticky sweat, and the familiar touch still remained, exhausted, Nakahara also twisted the hair sticking to his forehead, gasped slightly, and walked out of the tea room.

The sky outside was blue, a few birds flew by, the tall trees were blown by the wind and made a rustling sound, the light pink cherry blossoms floated to the pool, and flowed down the water, the koi in the pool slowly wandering.

"Miss Nakaya, the hearse is ready." Atsushi Nakajima's face was pale, with big dark circles under his eyes.

The hearse will pull Dazai Osamu's body to sparks, and then the bones will be picked up by those close to him.

Osamu Dazai has no family members. Although it is said that Osamu Dazai and Nakahara are only related to each other in bed, Nakahara Nakaya can only pick them up for him.

Ozaki Momiji and Izumi Kyoka took the Black Lizard men to clean up those who escaped yesterday, instead of going to the funeral home.

Nakahara Chuya nodded, took a shower in another bathroom, put on yesterday's black sleeves and headed to the funeral home.

The people in the funeral home had already been arranged, and there were very few people when they came.The only person who went in was Chuya Nakahara, and Atsushi Nakajima refused to go in and just stood outside.

The funeral home carried out Osamu Dazai's body and sent it to be cremated.

Nakahara Nakaya stood aside, watching the staff of the funeral home put Osamu Dazai's body into the furnace.

After waiting for a while, the burning was over, leaving only a skeleton.

In the Central Plains, it is also necessary to use long chopsticks to pick up Osamu Dazai's bones one by one into the columbarium.

"Miss Zhongyuan?" Keiko, the female staff member of the funeral home, called out cautiously.

The expression of this beautiful woman in front of her is terrifying, her eyes are full of hatred, she looks like the dead person's sworn enemy.

But she was crying, her face was full of tears, and her blue eyes were like sapphires soaked in water.

Nakahara Chuya wiped away his tears, and silently began to pick up Osamu Dazai's bones.

From the feet to the last bone of the Tianling Gai.

After picking up the bones, the columbarium needs to be placed at home for 49 days before burial.

When going out, Nakahara stopped Keiko just now.

"I hope you forget what happened just now." Zhong Yuan raised his blue eyes and looked at the harmless Keiko in front of him.

"Ah? Yes, it was just you—" Keiko didn't dare to continue.

The beautiful woman in front of her eyes has a terrible emotion.

"Yes! I won't say it!" Keiko took a few steps back, looking nervous.

It was ordered by the superiors that some important person came to be cremated today, but fortunately she was sent here because she was good-looking and obedient.

Looking at the murderous look in the eyes of the woman in front of her, will she be killed?

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded.

"Resign within three days and go back to your hometown with this card, which is enough for you to be rich and prosperous for a lifetime." Nakahara Chuya handed the card to Keiko, and walked out without waiting for Keiko's answer.

Keiko looked up and saw that beautiful woman walking from the shadows to the light, her crimson hair glowing vividly in the bright sunlight.

***

After the death of the former gangster leader Osamu Dazai, Nakahara Chuya, one of the five major cadres, took over as the leader of the gangsters, and united with various forces to calm down the turbulent dark world.Leading the new pair of black Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakajima Atsushi to resist the combination that came to fight for the book, the house of dead rats and other forces, and obtained the legendary book.

Compared with the slightly harsher methods of the previous leader, this queen's methods are gentle like a woman, but they cannot be refuted.

Under Chuya Chuya's management, the Port Mafia/Party expanded steadily outwards, doubling in size compared to the era managed by Osamu Dazai, and became the core of the world's mafia/hand parties.

Moreover, the queen is always surrounded by all kinds of outstanding men. It is rumored that she has ghosts and gods to help her, and it is rumored that the world's first-class mafia/hand gangster Pengel is her most solid backing...

There are only a few rumors about her pornography, but she never paid attention to these things.

Since then, five years have passed.

The author has something to say:

I tried to write the omitted part.

But I couldn’t write well, so I gave up (︶.?︶?)