Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

During the whole afternoon, Qiu also focused on two things, while using "Wind in the Word", collecting the bouquet of flowers taken away by Mr. Sasao Makoto, and the information sent, while entertaining Zhong Yuan who came to the house as a guest gentlemen.

It wasn't until after five o'clock that Shuya received a message of "Take out the manuscript and put in the shredded paper" from the messages of "packing my luggage", "watching a video", "trimming my leaves" and so on all the time. machine' information.

That's the one!

Intuition made Qiu also think so immediately.Closing his eyes, Qiu also stepped up his use of supernatural powers, trying to collect the patterns of the above words through those little white flowers before the manuscripts were turned into fragments.

With each stroke in his hand, following the message from "Wind with the Words", Qiu also wrote on the draft paper on the tea table, some of them were words, some of them were indistinguishable ghostly symbols.After the last piece of paper over there went into the shredder, Qiu Ye heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes again. He leaned on the coffee table and looked at the paper on his draft with his forehead. He could only understand seven or eight percent of it. Ten manuscripts.

It seems that I still need to practice...

Shuya sighed, took out his mobile phone from his cuff, took a picture of this artwork and sent it to Dazai who was still working overtime.At the same time, he was thinking about how to get the drafts that had been torn up.

As long as the scraps of paper are put back together and compared with the handwritten recommendation letter he got today, it will be complete direct criminal evidence.

And now the burning stove in the summer will be very suspicious, and the fire alarm will go off if there is an open flame-so that the shredded paper will not be burned.

Shuya was thinking about waiting for Dazai to come back, and let him steal the teacher's garbage in the middle of the night and forget it.

After doing this, Shuya raised his head and appeared in front of Mr. Nakahara, only to realize that he forgot to entertain guests since he just used the supernatural power.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Nakahara." Qiu Ye apologized helplessly.It was obvious that the other party was a guest he had invited to the house, but today he and Dazai, one had to work overtime temporarily, while the other, although entertaining, was also doing other things at the same time, and even completely ignored the guests just now.Putting away the draft in his hand, Qiu Ye slowly stood up while supporting the coffee table and said, "Now I have nothing else to do, so I can seriously prepare dinner."

As he said that, he turned around and went back to the kitchen to process the ingredients for today.

"Well, I guess you are all busy with something." Nakahara Chuya said as he closed the book in his hand.From the time he found that Sakuraba would stay for a while and think about something, he picked up the "Basic Plant Encyclopedia" on the coffee table, and began to search for their names corresponding to the plants placed in their house.Putting the book over there back to its original position on the coffee table, Zhong Yuan said, "Are you done with your work now?"

"Well, I'm done." Qiuya responded, took two fish out of the refrigerator and put them in the sink, washed one of them and put it on the cutting board, "Is it okay to eat mackerel for dinner, because I heard Mr. Been to mackerel a few times, so I guess you like it."

"Ah, that's a good recipe." Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled, and said with a malicious expression, "I'm really curious about the mackerel's appearance after seeing the recipe."

"Well, he should be back soon." Qiu Ye picked up the knife and began to study where the mackerel should be cut. He lowered his head and asked Zhong Yuan Zhongya, "Is it okay to deep-fry or salt-roast?"

"Ah, nice way of cooking."

Dazai returned shortly after 06:30.After hearing the sound of the lock being turned at the door, Qiuya, who was picking up a piece of mackerel with chopsticks in his hand, wrapped it in egg liquid and bread crumbs, and was about to throw it into the oil to fry it, had no head Say hello to each other.

"Welcome back, Mr. Dazai who will continue to be busy after working overtime."

After speaking, he threw the fish pieces into the oil, and Qiuya heard the sound of sizzling in the oil and smelled the aroma of fried food, and began to do the same pre-frying work for the second piece of fish.

"I'm back..." A weak voice sounded from the entrance, and then the footsteps of changing shoes slowly walked through the kitchen and came to the living room of the apartment.Looking at the young Chufa who was sitting on his sofa, Dazai's expression instantly changed to disgust, "Hey, this little guy is really here."

"Hey, it's Yingting who invited me to visit, why don't I dare to come." Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered, looked up at his former partner and said, "Ah, you mackerel Did you expect to be beaten in advance, so you came back with injuries?"

He made an appointment with Sakuraniwa when he accepted the invitation to come to visit, this time he can bring some 'meeting gifts' to Dazai.

"Injured?" Shuya, who didn't intend to interfere with the conversation between the two, put down the plate in his hand after hearing this, turned off the fire, turned and left the kitchen, and came to Dazai in the living room to take a closer look at him.After finding that he did have scars on his body and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, Qiu Ye frowned, "Did you encounter an enemy injury during an overtime task today? Is it serious?"

As he said that, Qiu Ye raised his hand to touch the blood at the corner of the other party's mouth, then turned around and wanted to find the medicine box from the TV cabinet and hold it in his hand.

"It's the injury from today's mission, Qiuya," Dazai followed him to get the medicine box, trying to act coquettishly, seeing the frowning expression of his lover, "Today's enemy has a person who is three times bigger than me. The guy slammed me into the wall with a bang, and I thought I was going to die, I don't want to die in such pain."

"Tsk," seeing Dazai's contrived expression and coquettish behavior, Nakahara Chuya clicked his tongue and laughed, "It seems that after you left the port mafia, your mediocre force has declined even more."

Then, he didn't hesitate to expose the guy, trying to avoid the plan of being beaten, "Hey Yingting, that guy is pretending, he only suffered some trauma, the blood at the corner of his mouth is just biting the skin."

“……”听到这个秋也的表情秒变冷漠，在听着恋人拖长了声音的'唉——是真的当时挨揍的时候，可是好痛的。 Shouting, he sighed and put the medicine box in his hand on the coffee table, "Sure enough, Dazai has been staying at home since last year, and his physical fitness has declined due to not going out for activities."

When he was in Yahara before, he urged Dazai many times to let him go out for activities to maintain his physical fitness so that he can adjust his state as soon as possible when he starts work next year.However, this man refused every time because he wanted to stay at home and to be Qiuya's basic tutor.

"Isn't this just right? Let me recall for him what his previous physical fitness should be like." Nakahara Nakiya twisted his shoulders and neck, smiled maliciously and approached Dazai who wanted to cling to Qiuya and continue to act like a spoiled child , "Just after the 'communication' is over, we can start dinner."

He could smell it, the smell of fried mackerel into tempura.

"...Dinner can be finished in about half an hour," Qiu Ye felt the stiff figure of his lover who was clinging to him after hearing 'half an hour', thought for a while and tore him away from his body and let him stand Straight by his side, and then thinking for a while, Qiu Ye blinked and suggested to Mr. Zhongyuan, "Can...don't punch him in the face?"

After all, Dazai's face is very good-looking, and now that he has returned from missions outside, he already has some small wounds on his face that don't affect his handsomeness for the time being.

"Okay," Nakahara Chuya generously agreed, he untied the black trench coat he was wearing, stretched his hands and feet briefly, and looked at Qiuya, "Is there any more?"

"Akiya..." Dazai looked over with his shiny kite-colored eyes, trying to use this method to continue to reduce his sentence.

"Well, then... don't hurt his waist," Qiuya suggested hesitantly. When he was a child, he heard from Dazai that his waist was kicked so hard that it was almost broken. ——I don’t know if there are still sequelae, whether the waist is okay or not.But when it comes to old injuries, Qiu Ye thought for a while and said, "Be careful with your hands, I remember that his right hand was broken before, and then it was broken again."

Counting it in detail, that guy Dazai really suffered a lot of injuries when he was in the port mafia before.

"Ah, I see. I'll keep him in a basic state of trauma that doesn't require hospitalization," Nakahara Nakaya finally turned his wrist and responded, then thought about the current environment here and said, "And I will try my best." It might stay the way it is here."

After all, he really likes the decoration style of this apartment, otherwise he wouldn't try to study the names of these ornamental plants.

"Ah, then I'll go back and continue cooking," Shuya nodded slightly to Nakahara Nakaya, and once again pulled Dazai who was trying to continue acting coquettishly by his clothes.After tearing off his hand again, Qiu Ye turned around and raised her hand on tiptoe with a smile, touching the top of the lover's head who was eight centimeters taller than him, feeling the black fluffy hair sweeping across her palm, "Then please Try to get through this half hour of 'physical training' oh, Mr. Slacker, who has been slacking off for a year."

After he finished speaking, he returned to the open kitchen and turned up the sound of the range hood to the maximum to cover up the sound of everything happening in the living room.Standing in front of the stove, with his back to the living room, Qiuya picked up the plate in his hand again, turned up the heat of the stove, and Qiuya started to pick up a piece of mackerel again, turning it into a golden and delicious tempura mackerel look.

"Ah, in order to have a better appetite for dinner, then I will not hesitate to have a half-hour appetizer battle," Nakahara Nakahara looked at the back of Yingting staying in the kitchen again, and smelled the aroma of food coming from the kitchen again.也看着面前在自己恋人走了后表情秒变欠揍，然而现在却有些僵硬的前搭档。The young man with dark hair glanced at Dazai's figure, looking for the best place that would cause pain but not leave serious wounds, quickly raised his fist and swung it, "I really want to eat this dinner Yes."

After all, there were rumors in the port mafia back then that the cadre Dazai Osamu's lover's bento was very famous.