I was touched by Yokohama

"Huh? What does your surprised expression mean?" Nakahara Chuya frowned, his face full of displeasure.

After so many days, I finally caught her!

"It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Chuya to appear here." Chacha retracted her gaze and replied sternly.

The young girl's attitude is calm, with a touch of alienation, but Zhong Yuan Zhong also feels that it shouldn't be like this.

...What's going on here.

Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue, didn't say anything, but looked in the direction of the bullet, his cobalt blue eyes flashed sharply.

There was a red light all over his body, and the red-haired boy was about to chase after him, but he remembered something and stopped, and stepped on the dark pink locomotive next to him.

Is this Mr. Nakaya's motorcycle?Chacha thought to herself.

Mr. Ye seems to have acquired a lot of hobbies in the past three years.

Zhong Yuan also casually straddled the handsome locomotive, wearing a leather glove to reveal a white wrist, with a black windbreaker hanging down, looking even more cool.He looked sideways at Chacha.

"What are you doing in a daze, come up."

"?" Chacha blinked.

Nakahara Chuya: "...Could it be that you still want to stay here alone?"

There was a shooting here, and there were other dangers of ambush if the security was not complete. Since Zhongyuan Zhongya said so, he didn't intend to leave Chacha here alone.

As soon as Chacha sat on it, the locomotive rushed out like a lightning bolt.

With the blessing of gravity, the surrounding scenery can hardly be seen clearly. Chacha feels that this car can be driven into the sky by Mr. Nakaya.

"Mr. Nakaya, are we going to catch that prisoner?"

prisoner?The port mafia catches prisoners, this well-behaved word is quite novel to Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears, he thought of Chacha's well-behaved appearance, if it hadn't happened before the gun storehouse and bathtub, Zhongyuan Zhongye would have almost There is no doubt about the harmlessness of tea tea.

"Ah, that's right." Zhong Yuanzhong also responded.

There was an obstacle in front of him, Nakahara Chuya turned his hand, and the locomotive vacated directly.

... really heaven.

"Wow." Chacha looked down and cried out with a paralyzed little face.

Mr. Nakaya, you are driving a bit too hard.

"Don't be afraid, I won't fall." Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the girl's soft exclamation, and paused, feeling that the girl seemed to tremble extremely slightly.

"...If you're afraid, just hug me."

When he said this, Zhong Yuanzhong suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

In fact, Chacha, who was just adjusting her posture, blinked twice unexpectedly when she heard Chuya Nakahara's words.

Holding Mr. Chuya Nakahara?

The locomotive climbed over another obstacle and was shaken violently. Chacha shook her head and hugged Zhongya Zhongya's waist in front of her.

Mr. Chuya has sent invitations, so let's hug.

The waist under the palms is lean and strong, and one can even feel the scorching heat transmitted through the fabric, as well as the ups and downs of the abdominal muscles.

It's just that when he was hugged by the girl, he tensed up for a moment.

Chacha folded her arms and couldn't help yawning softly.

"Mr. Nakaya, can I sleep for a while?"

Since returning to Yokohama, Chacha has been very sleepy, and she didn't even take a peaceful rest.

Yokohama, where there are many outsiders who do not belong to this world, is too noisy.

"Sleep at this time?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help frowning, and even suspected that Chacha had come up with some trick to torment him.

But the girl's voice was soft and soft, a little sleepy and pitiful.

Like acting like a baby without knowing it.

Nakahara Chuya: "Hey you bastard!...you can sleep if you can."

"Mr. Chuya is really a good man." Chacha's tone was still calm, but people familiar with him could tell a trace of cheerfulness.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had one hand free to press the black top hat uncomfortably, and in the next second, his petite and soft body leaned on his back.

You can even feel the other party's even and steady breathing.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

His body tensed again, and he tried to relax himself, the speed of the locomotive slowed down a bit.

"Troublesome..." he whispered to himself.

I don't know who is talking about.

When Chacha woke up and opened his eyes, what he saw was Zhongyuan Zhongye trampling a screaming man under his feet.

Within a few seconds, the screams were all kicked back by Zhongyuan Zhongye, and they stopped abruptly.

"Mr. Nakaya?" She sat up, and the black windbreaker she was covering slipped off.

Eh, is it Mr. Chuya's coat?

"You guys are really asleep." Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced over at the sound, and raised his smooth jaw, "Stay there, don't come here."

Chacha saw the dirt on the ground, this is a dark alley.

Then she sat on the locomotive, holding a corner of the black windbreaker in her hand, obediently waiting for him to come back.

Several subordinates of the port mafia should have been ordered by Zhongya Zhongyuan, and finally rushed over to take the enemy away.When Zhong Yuanzhong also walked towards her, Chacha started to feel sleepy again.

The girl's slightly curly snow-white long hair was scattered, not stained with any dust. On her delicate face, those beautiful bright golden eyes had been closed, calm and peaceful.

It seems that there is an insurmountable distance between everything and everything.

Nakahara Chuya's lips were slightly straightened.

Only the black trench coat on her body dispelled a little sense of isolation, as if pulling the snow-haired girl into the world.

"Mr. Chuya?" The car body sank, Chacha rubbed her eyes in a daze, then sat up straight, "Has it been resolved?"

"Ah," Chuya Zhongya's engine car, "it's just a piece of trash looking for revenge against the port mafia."

"Seeking revenge?" Chacha was a little puzzled.

"It's just a remnant of the hostile organization. They didn't dare to attack the high-level Hong Kong gangsters, so they focused on the bottom-level personnel."

"But you guys, you are too vigilant." He changed the subject and said angrily.

Chacha caught a message from Zhongyuan Zhongyebi's downplaying attitude at the beginning: that person is not a conspiracy, but just looking for trouble.

The whistling wind blew past her ears, Chacha thought for a while, then looked down at the black windbreaker she was holding in her arms.

It smelled of Mr. Chuya, a faint smell of smoke, and a smell of blood and gunpowder bathed in it.

It's not bad, but rather special.

"Mr. Nakaya, don't you need to put on your coat?" Chacha asked, "It will be cold."

"... Huh? No need." Chuya Zhongya's voice came from the wind, "You wear it yourself."

Chacha put on her coat, and after a while, Zhong Yuanzhong's uncomfortable voice came from the front again.

"It's better to hug my waist, there are obstacles in front of you."

Chacha snorted and hugged her.

But doesn't Mr. Nakaya have gravity manipulation?

3 minute later.

Zhong Yuanzhong finally couldn't hold back anymore, he gritted his teeth, his cheeks were hot: "Where are you touching?"

"Confirming Mr. Zhongye's muscles." Chacha withdrew her hand, her sweet voice was full of innocence, "Mr. Zhongye, your waist is very thin."

Still the same as before.

No, the abs seem to be tighter and stronger.

Nakahara Chuya's mind was so hot that it exploded instantly: "You bastard! Aren't you ashamed to say these words?!"

And why was he ashamed as if he was the only one? !

"Sorry, if Mr. Chuya doesn't want to, I won't touch it." Chacha apologized calmly.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Why is it suddenly subtly more uncomfortable.

No, no, the topic has been taken away by this guy, so she really did it on purpose?

Zhongyuan Zhongye was in a mess, and the car drove faster. Chacha poked Zhongyuan Zhongye's back with his fingertips.

"Mr. Chuya, remember to watch the traffic lights."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." His waist was poked, and he couldn't help but straighten his waist again.

However, Chacha simply poked and touched it, and quickly retracted her hand inside the black windbreaker she was wearing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath and stopped the locomotive in time, but the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

"you……"

Before, he clearly intended to catch her, an unknown person, and send her to the torture room in Hong Kong.

But... why did it develop into the current situation.

He couldn't resist helping her catch the attacker, let her ride on his own motorcycle, covered her with a coat, and was even molested by her.

Why on earth is he doing these things?

Zhong Yuan, who was hugged by the waist, looked down and landed on the slender wrist held by the girl in front of him, where there was a blue wristband looming in the cuff.

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that his name was written on it.

Just when the red-haired blue-eyed cadre's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his jaw was slightly tense.

Chacha, who lowered her eyes in thought, suddenly raised her head and said, "Mr. Nakaya, can you take me to the supermarket? I lost some things, maybe I need to buy them again."

Chuya Zhongya: "Tsk."

He seemed to be agitated for some unknown reason, and deep emotions surged in his sea-like blue eyes.

But he still sent Chacha to the place.

Chacha got off the locomotive, returned the windbreaker to Chuya Zhongyuan, thanked him politely, and went into the supermarket.

Taking two canned crab meat from the shelf, Chacha was about to leave. After thinking about it, she took another one and went to the cashier to pay.

Coincidentally, Chacha has been to this supermarket before, and it is the one I visited with Osamu Dazai last time.The lady at the cashier also looks familiar.

"Your boyfriend didn't come today?" The cashier asked with a smile, and when she saw the canned crab meat she was holding, she had a funny expression on her face.

Chacha knew who she was referring to and shook her head.

Didn't come, and it wasn't a boyfriend either.

As for these canned crab meat, it can be regarded as the fulfillment of the previous promise to Mr. Dazai.After all, if you don't buy it for him, even if Mr. Dazai doesn't mention it himself, he will definitely come back from other places in the future.

It's just that threats are easy to deal with, but Mr. Dazai seems to like to act like a baby in front of her.

Chacha still feels a little guilty about the people she once knew, after all, she deleted their memories without asking for permission.

Going out with three canned crab meat in her arms, Chacha looked around.

Sure enough, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't leave, but propped one leg up, looking at this side seemingly casually.

This can be regarded as an object that can make her feel a little guilty.

Chacha thought for a while, and walked in front of him under his gaze, her golden cat's eyes were clear and filled with soft sunlight.

"Mr. Chuya, thank you very much for today."

The girl's expression was serious, and Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt a little awkward. He pressed the brim of his hat, and a section of ocher-orange hair shook slightly: "...You're welcome."

His eyes fell on Chacha, and he was about to say something more when he suddenly saw the canned crab meat in her arms, and he was caught off guard for a moment.

"Is this what you're going to buy? Do you like crab meat?"

"Yes." Chacha picked up one of the cans and handed it to Nakahara Chuya, "Actually, I haven't eaten canned crab meat, Mr. Nakaya, do you want to try it?"

"...No." Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated.

As if thinking of something, he clicked his tongue softly, frowned, and couldn't help showing a disgust towards someone on his face, "This kind of food reminds me of a disgusting mackerel."

"Is that so?" Chacha looked down at the canned crab meat with regret.

It turns out that Mr. Nakaya doesn't like crab meat.

The petite girl in front of her lowered her head, and Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly realized that there was ambiguity in his words, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his cobalt blue eyes.

"It has nothing to do with the food itself, I'm not talking about the canned crab meat you bought..."

After trying to explain, seeing the girl still lowering her eyes, he gritted his teeth and blurted out, "Actually, I really want to try it."

Chacha, who was thinking about how to thank Nakahara Chuya in another way, was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him: "Didn't Mr. Nakaya say he doesn't like crab meat?"

This time Zhongyuanzhong also reacted very quickly, without even thinking about it: "There is no dislike."

Anyway, it has nothing to do with a certain mackerel that keeps jumping around, it's okay, and it can't be the canned crab meat of that mackerel.

Chacha nodded, and slightly bent her beautiful cat eyes: "That's right, that's really great."

"By the way, Mr. Chuya, are you waiting for me here?"

Zhongyuanzhong is indeed waiting for Chacha.

"Huh? Otherwise, what am I doing here?" Seeing the girl's recovery, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his brows, and his blue eyes brightened, "I managed to catch you."

"Mr. Nakaya is trying to catch me back to the port mafia?" Chacha tilted her head.

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused when he heard the words, a little complicated.

If it was said that he would not hesitate to do so at the beginning, now his thoughts have quietly changed.

Let's figure out the wristband first, maybe she really isn't the enemy.

"Catch me, Mr. Nakaya can let it go first."

Hearing the words, Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly had a faint sense of foreboding, so he heard the girl with snow-haired golden eyes speak calmly.

"Because, I'm staying with the Port Mafia right now."

"Staying in the port mafia?" Zhong Yuan frowned, staring at her closely, "What do you mean, you have been hiding in the port mafia?"

Chacha: "No, I'm doing a part-time job for the port mafia...well."

Of course, only temporarily.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Odd jobs? !Since when did the port mafia still hire odd jobs?

He digested the news with difficulty, but he didn't suspect that Chacha had deceived him, after all, he only needed to go back and check for such things.

However, the serious expression of Mr. Zhefa Cadre calmed down not long after.

If it is true, it means that Chacha is not the enemy of the port mafia.

For Zhongya Zhongyuan, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had to admit that he didn't want Chacha and his position to be enemies.

"Which department are you in Hong Kong? I haven't met you before." Soon, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of this question.

If possible, just transfer Chacha to his staff.

With Chacha's ability to escape several times, no one will doubt that she is qualified enough.

"There are no departments."

Chacha replied like this.

"I work for Dazai-san."