I was touched by Yokohama

The little girl's eyes stopped on the book with the red cover.

Naturally, it was impossible for Osamu Dazai not to notice such an obvious movement.

"Miss is also interested in this?" He smiled and raised the book in his hand, revealing the title of the book.

"The "Complete Suicide Manual", which is said to be the most complete method of suicide, is it possible that Miss is willing to try it with me?"

Speaking of this, Dazai Osamu's eyes became bright, like twinkling stars, and two blushes instantly appeared on his fair and handsome face.

"I don't know why if I can die with a special person like Miss, but I feel very excited just thinking about this possibility."

"Excited?" Chacha's expression didn't fluctuate, as if she didn't see Osamu Dazai's exaggerated expression.

"Yes, my heart is beating very fast, as if—" Osamu Dazai put one hand on his left chest, smiling.

Some kind of strange malice and satisfaction are about to flow out from the iris eyes.

"It's like dragging the most precious treasure in the world into the abyss together."

The sweet ending fell, and the bandage-wrapped black curly-haired boy, the blush on his cheeks not only didn't go away, but even more.

He closed his eyelids intoxicated, as if he was greedily tasting this wonderful feeling that even he himself didn't understand.

"Mr. Dazai," Chacha said with a slumped face and a soft and steady voice, "you should be sober."

"Miss, this feeling is really unbelievable!" Dazai Osamu blinked, the darkness in his eyes dissipated and the light returned.

"Sure enough, Miss is the most special, please, please die in love with me!"

"Being able to die in love with Miss, that must be the most perfect way to die! I can't find anything more perfect than this!"

"I refuse." Chacha was absent-minded, she was always looking at the "Complete Suicide Manual" in Dazai Osamu's hand.

some care...

"Hey, in the eyes of the lady, am I not even a book?" Osamu Dazai pretended to be disappointed.

"Although this is indeed the most beautiful book in the world, Miss, just look at me at this time~ If Miss agrees to my request to die for love, I will definitely hand over this book without hesitation. "

Chacha: "..." She really wanted to observe this "Complete Suicide Manual" carefully, but she didn't get it in this way.

Chacha sighed slightly: "Mr. Dazai, why do you always think about committing suicide?"

Osamu Dazai drew his voice: "Hey, I thought Miss would not ask this question."

"Then will Mr. Dazai answer?" Chacha asked slowly.

Osamu Dazai's expression seemed very sincere. No matter who is standing here, I'm afraid they can't help but believe in the authenticity of it, "Of course, after all, Miss is special."

"The reason for suicide," the black-haired boy with iris smiles, "is because I don't feel any value in living."

He is confused and desperate.

Chacha watched him quietly, like watching a blooming flower, a falling drop of water, like watching anything that exists in this world.

"Sure enough, Miss is not surprised at all." Dazai Osamu put his finger on his lips, full of interest, "Why is this? Could it be..."

"Mr. Dazai." Chacha interrupted the boy's analysis of her.

"What will Miss say?" Mr. Dazai tilted his head slightly, curling the corners of his mouth, looking very expectant.

Osamu Dazai was indeed a little curious about what Chacha would say next, but he also felt a sense of boredom, because no matter what she said next, I'm afraid it would not exceed his expectations.

Osamu Dazai is a very smart person, everything in the world seems to be transparent to him, and this kind of people who are too smart and can't find a meaning to go on will often get some kind of relief at the same time. Something not to drop.

But—the little girl's next words shattered Osamu Dazai's smile inch by inch.

"So, is this why Mr. Dazai asked for help?"

There was a look of helplessness in the tea tea golden cat's eyes.

It was the first time she had encountered such a human being.

[help me. ] That’s what the 15-year-old human being said deep down.

It is as light as a whisper, even if it is the voice of prayer, it is as timid as a coward.

Probe cautiously.

This time, Chacha finally stopped looking at the "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand, and instead cast her gaze entirely on him.

From the first time we met, Chacha heard the bewildered cry for help from the 15-year-old boy's heart, and the second time I met, it was precisely because I heard the same thing that I stopped at that time and was smashed by him. is on.

She said calmly and softly, "No one can hear you begging for help like this."

"..." Osamu Dazai lost all his facial expressions, and at this moment he showed his truth, his iris-colored eyes were so empty that nothing could be reflected.

This kind of expression is actually very difficult to face directly, because it is even scary—it's like facing the most hopeless and empty corner of human nature that everyone in the world is avoiding.

After a short silence of death-like suffocation, the black-haired boy in a large black windbreaker made a movement. With his hands supported, he flipped lightly from the roof.

"Miss is really special." He narrated without any emotion, under the fluffy curly hair, the only kite eyes exposed were indifferent.

"I'm curious, what is the identity of such a special young lady that can be offered a high price of 20 billion by the black market?"

Chacha vaguely understood that this person was unhappy.

When it was revealed that she was the target of the bounty, Chacha still didn't panic. She was about to say something when she suddenly tilted her head slightly and looked in another direction.

In the next second, a red-glowing figure rushed towards Dazai Osamu quickly. With the violent sound, Dazai Osamu was hit by the huge impact force against the wall and fell into the pile of rubble.

The petite boy with brown hair stepped on him and turned his face slightly towards Chacha, revealing a thin and smooth jawline.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.

He rushed over immediately after he got the news about the port mafia's investigation of wasteland and spit, almost thinking that he had read it wrong.

How could someone like Chacha stay with people from the port mafia?

The little girl blinked and raised the bag in her hand: "Come out and buy some snacks."

"Why did you run into the port mafia?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't relax, "In the future, people who encounter such dangers should stay away, idiot."

"It's not necessarily just people from the Port Mafia who are dangerous." Osamu Dazai's right eye was covered with blood, as if he couldn't feel pain, he glanced at the little girl with snow-haired golden eyes, with a careless expression.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't realize what he meant by his words, he stepped on Dazai Osamu with one foot, and said aggressively: "Hey, are you guys investigating Huang Ba spit?"

"Huang Ba vomited?" Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, and smiled clearly, "Oh, it turned out that Huang Ba vomited."

"Have you heard of it? Tell me everything you know about Araba's vomiting." Nakahara Nakaya stared at Osamu Dazai coldly.

"No, I don't know." Osamu Dazai looked calm, as if he didn't feel any threat to his life.

"Mr. Dazai!"

Just when Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that he was being tricked and was about to kick him and continue to press him, an old man with silver-gray hair and a monocle, dressed as a gentleman, arrived.

Then he and Chuya Nakahara started fighting.

Even though there is a huge age gap, Nakahara still has the upper hand with his ceiling fighting power in Yokohama.

Chacha looked at it for a while, and just as she took a step, the back of her neck was covered by slightly cold fingers.

"?" She turned her head and saw Osamu Dazai with a smile on his face.

"Sorry ma'am," he said, "you'd better stay here."

Staying here, staying here, she didn't intend to get involved, but why did she keep putting her hand on the back of her neck?

"Because of my supernatural ability, I am disqualified in the world, and can eliminate any supernatural ability that touches." Dazai Osamu saw Chacha's question, and replied with a smile on his face.

"In order to prevent the lady from using supernatural powers, I can only wrong the lady to maintain this position for the time being."

"However, I'm also curious, what is Miss's special ability?"

"Hey, don't touch her." Nakahara, who was fighting Hirotsu Liulang, also paid attention, and warned Osamu Dazai with murderous eyes.

"Otherwise you will definitely regret it."

"Instead of worrying about Miss, you might as well worry about something else." Osamu Dazai sneered, with deep meaning, "I don't know if the famous king of sheep is clear about this 'little sheep' you took in..."

"It's not as simple as it seems."

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