The day when I was one soul with Dazai

"Hey, we're here, let's go!"

Seeing Osamu Dazai standing there, Nakahara also walked out of the elevator with some doubts. Feeling the shadowy scrutiny of people from the surrounding port mafia, Nakahara also pulled his hat a little annoyed, intending to put his face hide.

The middle-aged man who had just been punctured by a certain boy, glanced at the orange-haired boy in front of him and walked straight forward without saying a word, following the instructions of the boy who was already laughing in his heart, turning around Next, came to a park.

Nakahara Nakahara, who had been walking with Shuji Tsushima for a long time, finally got impatient and asked:

"Hey, at least tell me where you're going first?"

"Sorry, can you please stop talking to me, I'm busy breathing!"

Dazai Osamu who unceremoniously refused Chuya Nakahara's request to talk to him.

While secretly poking in his heart a certain middle-aged man who would go back to his inner world as soon as he arrived at the place, he jumped vigorously on the stone pillars dividing the fence.

"So you were really afraid just now? But why are you, a middle-aged man, afraid of a teenager? You have seen him before? It is said that the king of 'sheep' pursues counterattackism. Could it be that you have hit them before."

"Be careful I break your neck, suicidal maniac, tell me where are you going?"

The orange-haired boy who was following Osamu Dazai faced the black-haired boy who inexplicably made him angry. He charged up and raised his leg to sweep across the boy who was jumping.

Osamu Dazai, who had already noticed it, took off one step earlier and just missed the sweeping long legs, and landed steadily on the next stone pillar. Noticing the silence of the autistic middle-aged man, he glanced boredly at the falling orange Fat boy.

Giving up on continuing to jump, instead, he stood firmly on the stone pillar, watching the white clouds dancing with the wind in the distance,

"Of course I'm going to investigate. I'm going to find someone who witnessed the explosion at close range to get information."

After tidying up his mood and recovering, Shuji Tsushima heard Dazai Osamu's explanation to Chuya.

Although I can't accept my sudden sense of fear, as an adult, I still can't let an underage boy act alone. At least I still have life experience to help.

The sound of the explosion in the distant building attracted two teenagers who were talking. After learning that the house belonged to the witness, Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly ran to the explosion site.

Slightly lowering his eyes, Osamu Dazai also sighed slightly, jumped off the stone pillar and quickly chased after him.

Looking at the burning house in front of him, Chuya Nakahara said "Damn" first.

Just when the two were about to check nearby, the sound of guns and weapons came from behind, as well as the words of a thick male voice:

"Raise your hands and turn around slowly!"

Following the voice, the two teenagers turned their heads and looked over,

Tsushima Shuji, who was in the dark, saw the gun in the hands of the visitor, his mind went blank.Went online with emotional fluctuations.

"Yo Yo Yo, did you bring yourself to your door?"

Shuji Tsushima turned his head stiffly to look at Nakahara Chuya who was provoking him, wishing he could reach out and cover the boy's mouth,

"I just hate the trouble of finding information everywhere!"

Osamu Dazai, who returned to the darkness again, seemed to have figured out the mechanism of the two soul transformations, and lay down comfortably with great interest, ah, if only there was popcorn!

Sure enough, the feeling of facing embarrassment is completely different from watching a movie!

"First hit the prisoner who came to kill him, and then let him spit out the information, the matter will be much simpler!"

Hahaha, I really want to record this and show it to the little guy later, the expression on his face should be very funny.

As a middle-aged man with a soul age as high as 39 years old, Shuji Tsushima finally understood why his friend who was a gangster was ashamed to talk about his heroic deeds when he grew up!

Because you never know, what was the strength that supported you to say those remarks that would shock your pupils when you mention them in middle age.

This kind of one-person cross talk with its own commentary can only be said by a child of this age!

"Stand back and watch me maim him!"

Accompanied by Tachibana's domineering remarks of "Zhong Ye", the middle-aged man without supernatural powers retreated.

However, as a literary creator with normal logic, Shuji Tsushima believes that after the fall, the person who was ordered to blow up the house and finish it will come one after another.

In front of him is a man in a light brown special forces uniform, also wearing a red scarf and holding a submachine gun in both hands, and a group of his companions who are dressed similarly except for the scarf.

If it is put into the novel, the leader who also wears a red scarf is put together with him, no matter how you look at it, it will be cannon fodder.

Coupled with the orange-haired 'Chuya' who has powerful supernatural powers as his opponent, the fate is obvious.

Skillfully pulling the gun|loading the bullet, the cannon fodder man started the classic law of always talking first in every battle.

"I thought there would be reinforcements, but I didn't expect it to be just two brats. Is the port mafia so short of people now? Or is that guy named Lantang very unpopular!"

Lan Tang, that gray-clothed man who is afraid of the cold?Shuji Tsushima used his brain slightly and quickly came to the conclusion that the original Osamu Dazai was going to look for this person next.

However, looking at the somewhat inexplicable Chuya, Shuji Tsushima took over the task of explaining, and affirmed to the boy who he was looking for next.

"It's the one who handcuffed you with supernatural powers!"

Looking at the bewildered face of 'Nakaya' with orange hair, Shuji Tsushima reminded helplessly.

This young man doesn't look very smart, obviously he was subdued, and he was called by the leader that day, and even the two had a dispute because of him.

Nakahara Chuya, who suddenly found the image, is not unintelligent, but just doesn't want to rack his brains to find the answer.

After all, what he believed in was to use force to solve things that could be solved by force.

He strolled up to the man in the special costume,

"I said, uncle, save each other's time, let you shoot first, and then I will launch a counterattack..."

Hey, hey, this is a scam, right? Is this what the so-called counter-ism looks like?

For some reason, Shuji Tsushima, who suddenly became a spitting slave, was a little tired. Sure enough, I am old. I don't understand the world of young people.

"Obviously, a little information can be tricked out of his mouth."

Like a catwalk show, the young man with a black coat on his shoulders walked past the two people who were confronting each other, and came to stand behind them together.Definite words came out of his mouth,

"You are from the GSS tactical class!"

Obviously he was on the surface, but his body moved with the thoughts of the young man in his heart, and with this kind of operation, all the thoughts of the young man also flowed into his mind.

When accepting the complicated thoughts to a certain extent, Shuji Tsushima's mind froze for a moment. No wonder, is it like this?

Looking at someone who was forced to take out his pistol|gun and turned into a big character wearing a light brown special combat uniform and a black bulletproof vest, Shuji Tsushima turned into a pair of dead fish eyes.

Where is the problem in this world!

"Gerhard Sercurity Service, originally a private security company owned by overseas capital, became an illegal organization after the funding was cut off in the country."

With his back to the two, Shuji Tsushima sensed the pistol against his back. Taking advantage of the orange-haired boy's commentary time, he silently moved a small step to the side to prevent the body from going off and dying unexpectedly.

"Yes, even if the opponent is a child, I will not be soft."

Wearing sunglasses, he raised his gun with both hands and pointed at the two young uncles respectively, arrogantly uttering his declaration.

Shuji Tsushima listened to this remark, thinking that the leader of a certain youth group would definitely blow up!

Lost to the minds of this group of people who have turned themselves into an illegal organization and are ready to go forever.

"Shoot if you have the courage, uncle."

The red light enveloped the young man's body and activated a different ability, and the man instantly felt the gravity on his body, and immediately understood the identity of the other party.

"Are you Zhongyuan Chuya from 'Sheep'?"

Zhongye in the Central Plains, Zhongye in the Central Plains, Zhongye in the Central Plains! ! !

The name echoed in Shuji Tsushima's mind, thinking of a man who would break into his house arrogantly, thinking of the scene where he was crying in anger while hiding in the dark bed, Shuji Tsushima replied with a 'whoosh' into a dark environment.

He took over his own body again, but Osamu Dazai, who was forced to communicate with his mind while researching new functions, fully received it. The dark history of someone being beaten on the bed by a drunk poet whom he admired, and because of his weakness I can't resist the scene where a short guy who has exercised a lot and is crying because of his incompetence.

Thinking of the 1.5-meter-five Chuya Nakahara in his mind, Osamu Dazai looked strangely at the King of Sheep who was half a head shorter than himself and stepped on someone else's head with one foot.

But thinking of the 'Dazai Osamu' in the mouth of the drunk man, and realizing that the guy who introduced him as 'Tsushima Shuji' turned out to have the same name and surname as himself, someone who has read a lot has a certain guess.

"This misunderstanding makes me very angry, idiot!"

Hearing that Nakahara Chuya, who was rumored to have defected to the port mafia, stomped his head hard into the ground.

Osamu Dazai reached out to pick up the walkie-talkie that fell on the ground, looked at the frequency on it, and silently pressed the button with his back to Nakahara, and praised Nakahara for his mindless behavior, or In his eyes, it is not cost-effective behavior.

"Will you just stand aside and watch the show?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also faced this temporary partner who was just posing beside him, and dismissed this rainbow fart who didn't care about it.

Turning around and holding the antenna on the walkie-talkie with one hand, Osamu Dazai told the news that enemy reinforcements were about to arrive. Faced with this troublesome news, the shoulders of the black-haired boy collapsed.

"It's all your fault that you can't do things with your brain, so there are so many troubles!"

As the boy's voice fell, members of the GSS tactical squad in uniform appeared and surrounded them.

"team leader!"

Seeing the captain inlaid on the ground, the obviously confidant members of the reinforcements exclaimed,

"Shoot that little guy, he's Gravity Maker Chuya Nakahara."

The confidant players who stepped on the spot with precision successfully made Chuya Nakahara glow with red light all over his body.

In the next second, the assault | front | gun stared at Chuya Nakahara and quickly sprayed bullets all over his body. A stray bullet from a gunman with poor skills successfully grazed Osamu Dazai's cheek.

After manipulating the gravity to suspend the bullet in the air, and returning it to the person who called him a little man, within a minute, all the reinforcements rushed to the street.

However, when Nakahara Nakaya turned his head and looked back, he jumped slightly to the side with a frightened face.

"You never told me that your pain nerves are so sensitive!"

Shuji Tsushima, who was autistic in the small black room, saw the sun again unexpectedly, and was hit by severe pain in the next second, as if someone had stabbed him and turned around again.

Shuji Tsushima, who didn't have much experience with such sensitive nerves at this moment, burst into tears in the next second.

"You didn't even ask me!"

It was rare for Osamu Dazai to be locked in the small black room without being tortured by his sensitive nerves, and said rather rascally.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the bandages all over his body, and he couldn't see where he was injured, but the boy with the kite eyes who was crying expressionlessly, his pupils trembled, and goose bumps were about to rise all over his body.

"Crooked, don't cry, where are you hurt? You are talking!"

The teardrops in the corners of the eyes kept sliding down, Shuji Tsushima looked up at the sun with a 45-degree angle of bright sadness, in order to maintain the person in the darkened situation in front of the painful eyes,

"It's nothing but the sun is too bright and I'm just crying with joy!"

God damn it, weeping with joy, seeing the corners of a temporary partner's eyes slightly red and weeping non-stop, Zhongyuan Zhong also held back his almost uncontrollable smile, picked up the gun on the ground with a distorted expression and gave it to someone The person who witnessed a certain black mud and black history fired a sharp shot.

After there were only two people left, Nakahara Nakata looked at someone who still couldn't stop crying, from watching the show at the beginning, he became impatient, so he threatened viciously,

"If you cry again, I'll beat you up!"

Looking at the orange-haired Nakahara Nakaya in front of him, he remembered the humiliation he had suffered, Shuji Tsushima squatted down silently, and the next second he burst into earth-shattering wailing.

Osamu Dazai, who couldn't come out because the pain hadn't passed, wanted to pass out, but he saw the little man squatting down stiffly, trying to comfort Shuji Tsushima to stop crying.

Someone with an astonishingly thick skin in the inner world changed his mind in an instant. It seems that I should bring more monitors in the future.