The day when I was one soul with Dazai

Two days later, Shuji Tsushima squatted under a certain cliff for some reason, and Osamu Dazai was at a loss for such a long time in his inner world.

After all, according to their common memory, this guy is not so vulnerable.

As for writing a book, Shuji Tsushima shuddered when he recalled the devilish behavior of his former editor.

Time always passes when people don't expect it, such as when you are in a daze, sometimes you always feel that you have time-traveled when you wake up.

A black shadow fell from the sky and slammed hard on the only remaining ground. It was a wolf raised by sheep.Finally, at the last moment, he regained his wildness.

"Hello, Chuya, you seem to have encountered difficulties."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Nakahara Nakaya clutched the severe pain in his abdomen that had just been betrayed and stabbed by his companion.

He turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai who was squatting on a rock, and a group of big men in black behind him showed a strong sense of presence.

"Why are you here, bastard Dazai. Did you come to kill me too?"

Facing Chuya Nakahara's rude words, Shuji Tsushima felt a little uncomfortable.

But looking at his wound, Shuji Tsushima took out a small glass bottle from his arms, and something similar to water lay quietly at the bottom of the bottle.

"Mr. Sen sent me a message, and he asked me to persuade you to join Port Mafia again."

Looking at the water droplets reflecting light in the sun, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, isn't this guy afraid of being discovered?

"Are you going to save me and sell me a favor?"

"This message is just incidental, I am here to wipe out the enemy."

Sensing that Osamu Dazai has regained his vitality, he is not a guy who is very good at talking like this, so of course he needs to leave early.

This kid's wisdom and scheming are not something that even the Chinese can match!

Although I thought about letting Nakahara Chuya get rid of the sheep, go to school to study, or live a better life.But after learning about Huangba vomiting, Shuji Tsushima knew that this was impossible.

Seeing Dazai, who was clearly approaching Chuya, walking towards Nakahara Chuya with a glass bottle, Shuji Tsushima silently covered his face.

Sorry, Chuya!

"Bastard Dazai, what do you want?"

Nakahara Nakahara, who was seriously injured, looked at the guy next to him vigilantly, and was about to use supernatural powers to threaten Dazai.

In the next second, Dazai Osamu pressed Nakahara Chuya's shoulder with his hand, smiling pervertedly.

"Ah Li, Zhong also should know what this is. Eat it obediently and it won't hurt."

Osamu Dazai pinned someone under his body who couldn't use supernatural powers, and because of the wound, the poison body technique couldn't work.

The orange-haired boy was held in place in a forced position, and Dazai Osamu stroked Nakahara Nakaya's slender neck with one hand.

Then forced someone to raise his head, opened his mouth, forcibly poured the tears in the glass bottle into Chuya's mouth, and said:

"Dwarf, no one will come to rescue you even if your throat is broken!"

Nakahara Chuya, who watched Osamu Dazai's series of actions but couldn't resist, looked at the enlarged face in front of him with eyes full of anger.

The deep malice in the iris eyes made his intuition scream.

"Cough cough cough."

The moment the tears entered his throat, all the wounds on Nakahara Chuya's body healed.

In the next second, Dazai Osamu who was riding on Nakahara Nakaya was thrown into the ground, and his throat hurt slightly due to someone's force, which made him cough uncontrollably.

#津岛修治: I didn’t see it, I’m not pure anymore! #

"Damn it, bastard Dazai, what are you talking about, it's so disgusting that it makes me want to vomit!"

Osamu Dazai, who was knocked down on the ground, faced the sky, enjoyed the seaside breeze, smelled the faint salty smell, smiled, and then said in an aggrieved tone:

"How come, I just want Chuya to get well soon and be my heartfelt dog.

After all, as soon as he joined the mafia, Dr. Sen began to squeeze my labor.

Chuya, you said you wanted to be my partner before..."

Looking condescendingly at Osamu Dazai lying leisurely on the ground, thinking of the other party's demonic behavior, Nakahara also sneered, and stepped on Osamu Dazai's chest:

"I don't believe you guys! Say you didn't add something?"

Thinking that he is not only the victim now, but also a nasty little dwarf, Osamu Dazai would laugh out loud just thinking about it.

But it can't be too much, otherwise the guy who puts a filter on Zhong Ye won't agree!

"How could it be? Chuya, you actually wronged me. Do you think you're all right now?"

Sensing that his supernatural ability disappeared and recovered in an instant, and there was no abnormal body at all after that, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked down at the person under his feet with cold cobalt blue eyes:

"What's the matter with your other superpower?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, looked up at the blue sky,

"That's a replacement, Chuya knows that everything in the world is made up of elements.

And this ability is to replace the elements that make up different abilities with healing elements.

Although the ability will increase, different abilities are different. For example, Lantang's ability is the type that will never increase once it is formed. "

Seeing Nakahara Nakaya's thoughtful expression, Osamu Dazai made a surprised voice:

"Wow, little dwarf, did you understand?"

After stepping on Osamu Dazai hard, leaving a petite shoe print on the white shirt, Nakahara also retracted his foot and turned his back:

"Tch, it's not like I haven't played games before, don't look down on me! Let's go!"

Thus, Osamu Dazai took his beloved cabbage back to the one that belonged exclusively to Dr. Mori among the five buildings of the Port Mafia.

Walking through the retro red corridor and entering this office again, Zhongye's identity has turned 180 degrees.

Nakahara Nakaya looked at the red-eyed Mori Ogai who was sitting behind the large desk, and for a moment felt that things were right and wrong.

After some conversation, Nakahara was awarded a hat by Mori Ogai, looking at the familiar hat in his hand,

"What is this hat?"

Sitting in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and watching the white clouds fluttering slightly in the wind, Mori Ogai revealed the unique rules of the port mafia:

"In Port Mafia, the general newcomer is taken care of by someone who seduces him.

As a symbol, I have to give something on my body to the newcomer. I gave Dazai a coat, and this one is for you. "

After finishing speaking, Mori Ogai glanced at Nakahara Chuya's expression and showed a mysterious smile.

"This hat is so old!"

Following Nakahara Chuya's exclamation, Mori Ogai spoke again, but the content made Nakahara Chuya's pupils shrink:

"This is one of Lantang's relics."

After hearing Lan Tang's last words enough, Zhong Yuan Zhong also quickly flipped to the inside of the hat, using it to cover up his momentary unnaturalness.

Obviously that old brother has gone to a certain orphanage as a volunteer, but this one doesn't know!

"He seems to be investigating the incident of Huangbatu. The military facility he once infiltrated is a research facility for artificial abilities, which specializes in combining abilities with existing creatures."

Before he had time to think about how Osamu Dazai managed to hide the truth from Dr. Mori, Nakahara heard even more exciting inside stories.

"Artificial ability?"

Thinking of Dazai Osamu's remarks, Nakahara Chuya immediately asked back.

"These are a series of materials he collected!"

Looking at the plate of documents on the table at hand, Nakahara Chuya subconsciously wanted to reach out, but was interrupted by Mori Ogai's words:

"Sorry. Only people above the cadre level in the organization can read these documents."

The implication is that it is very clear that these things need the labor force of Zhongye in the Central Plains to obtain them.

"Haven't you ever thought that I would kill you and grab the files?"

While Dr. Mori was fooling Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai, who had just joined the port mafia and was arrested as a young man, looked at the documents on his desk and lay down powerlessly.

"It's so boring, the mafia is not as interesting as imagined!"

While correcting the documents, Shuji Tsushima searched in his mind how he was enslaved by Osamu Dazai again.

As a writer, his style of writing is of course quite good. Shuji Tsushima subconsciously wrote the explosive things that happened yesterday vividly, leaving out other unexciting links.

The result of the two people chatting and working at the same time is that this report looks strange,

"Tsushima, do you have any opinion on me?"

Resisting the subtle desire to vomit, Osamu Dazai made a fatal complaint about his friend who is a writer.

Looking at the words I wrote, it was obviously a confrontation between two people, but it became a little subtle.

Shuji Tsushima tore up the report expressionlessly, and then took out a blank sheet of paper.

"What kind of article do you think I should write better? How about I write "The Love and Killing of the Sheep and the Dwarf"."

Shuji Tsushima, who had just written the format of the report, stopped his hand in the air, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly:

"Is that how you like the persecution?"

Osamu Dazai turned over in his inner world, looked up at the sky he had simulated, and said confidently:

"Yeah, don't you think it's fun for Chuya to be angry? It's fine to just ignore me, but every time I'm so angry..."

Is a little lonely child too!

Just like my previous self, I want other people's attention and approval, and I unconsciously use a certain method, such as being ugly or making noise.

For this Dazai, Nakahara Chuya is one of the outliers in this world, a companion that he does not recognize!

Shuji Tsushima wrote the report at the speed of light. After all, regardless of the language description and the setting of the explosive point, the simple cause and result are not difficult for the writer.

After sitting idle for a while, Osamu Dazai also began to popularize all kinds of things in this world to Shuji Tsushima.

Although for these two people who are happy with the situation but can't bear the loneliness, all this is necessary information.

"Dazai, we seem to have forgotten one thing!"

Shuji Tsushima, who always felt that there was something unfinished, remembered it when he talked about Verlaine with Dazai.

"what's up?"

Osamu Dazai, who was silently collecting information, sat up straight in his inner space, trying hard to recall.

"We don't seem to have told Lan Tang about the sequelae!"