Yokohama diva, sultry online

"Uncle Ben and Huadi will go out for a trip today, and you will also go together. I need your help with something."

Although he needed his help, Nakahara still remembered Keigo Atobe's uncompromising tone when he said this. He frowned with a headache, not knowing why he wasted a good rest time.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about finding an opportunity to move out of Atobe's house, and then find a place nearby to settle down, so that he only needs to be a tool person when Atobe goes to and from school.

Otherwise, not only will he be tied up in everything he does, but what he does may cause trouble for Atobe... Nakahara was also a little concerned about the killer last time.

This is a weekend, and you can also see groups of students shopping in Zhongyuan Middle School, wearing different styles of school uniforms, and it is very noticeable that most of the students are carrying tennis bags.

——The people here really have a different hobby for tennis.

If I remember correctly, Nakahara seems to have heard Atobe say that he has a competition recently, and invited him to come.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also thinking wildly, his eyes glanced at one place, his expression gradually changed from loose to serious, and his ice blue eyes were staring tightly as if locking on the prey.

If he read correctly... this should be a game hall!

Nakahara Chuya slightly rubbed his index finger against the inside of his pocket, barely resisting the urge to itch, but the more he tried to ignore it, the more obvious the sound of the game console continuously drilling into his ears became, and the intense sound was very evocative. The bottom of my heart.

—reminds him of his days of dominance in the port arcades.

Nakahara also closed his eyes, intending to leave without seeing anything. Just as he took a step with his left foot, he opened his eyes again, and looked at the watch on his wrist with a cold face and an extremely serious look—the distance Atobe It's still early to say.

After a long time, Zhongyuan Zhong also retracted the small step he had taken, and his tone was as if he was dealing with a very difficult task, "I'll go in and see how the equipment here is."

"How could I lose to you? You cheated, I am very good at this game!"

Hearing this sentence as soon as he entered, Zhong Yuanzhong also looked up, and saw a black kelp head with curly hair stepping on a chair and talking loudly, his eyebrows were full of anger, and his dark green pupils were widened because The reasons may seem intimidating.

There is a circle of people around the side, all of whom look aggressive. It is a scene of a group of spirited guys bullying ignorant youngsters. The people in the seats next to them are gradually moving away from here. The originally bustling game hall is surprisingly quiet down.

Yo, familiar face!

The corner of Zhongyuan Zhongye's mouth gradually condensed into a kind-hearted arc. He pulled out a chair and sat next to him in a leisurely manner, with his elbows on the back of the chair, and did not choose to interrupt this wonderful scene.

The behavior of this fine person quickly attracted the attention of many people, including the brat who was extremely arrogant just now, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, and there was a vague smile in his blue eyes, " Go on!"

Just sitting there has a terrifying aura.

Little gangster: MD, there is this plague god everywhere!

They were the ones who were beaten up by Zhongyuan Zhongye for no reason not long ago. They had recovered from their injuries, but they were afraid that they would be beaten again. After waiting and watching for a while, they came out today and met this devil-like juvenile.

Kirihara Chi also glanced at the sluggish gangster, and then at Nakahara Nakaya, who looked pale. He didn't understand why the gangster who was clamoring to beat him just now was suddenly as honest as a quail, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he always I think a few people have started to tremble.

He narrowed his dark green pupils, staring suspiciously at the red-haired boy who looked weaker than him, feeling like he would be beaten and cried casually...

Zhong Yuanzhong glanced at Hai Tiaotou without the slightest emotion, his eyes flicked to the tennis racket he was carrying on his back and stayed there for a second, he wrinkled his nose, and then shot his gaze like a knife at the little bastard standing tremblingly .

"Did I say that I will hit you every time I see you?"

The flesh-pink thin lips spit out ferocious words, and the pain from the last punch to the flesh surfaced on the skin again, and the black breath was emitted from the beautiful face, as if they were about to let them fall in the next second. hell.

"We... let's go—"

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong wasn't very angry, he just showed some displeasure at being disturbed, but this displeasure was not enough for him to hit someone, so when he saw the person who disappeared in a flash, he was really stunned.

It's just that there is no interest or anything, and Zhong Yuanzhong also feels that he encounters some things that are not there every day. He frowns and looks at the unknown kelp head, and loses interest after a while.

Kirihara Chiya: What the hell?

Today, I just squinted in the car for a while, but I accidentally passed the stop. When I was looking for the car in a panic, I saw the game hall again. His game console has been confiscated by the vice minister for a long time, so he didn’t Resisting it and entering the game hall, who knows, I met a group of punks.

Kirihara Chi had also been able to foresee his tragic fate of being sanctioned by the deputy minister with an iron fist after he returned, and he was beaten all over his head.

The bell of Chasing Souls rang untimely, and Kirihara Chi also trembled, and he picked up the phone tremblingly, his face was pale and blue.

"Kirihara, I'll give you ten seconds to argue why you're late today?"

To Chiya Kirihara's ears, the voice full of spirit seemed to keep him alive in this world for ten seconds.

He stammered, his fingers were still covering the phone to prevent suspicious voices from entering the microphone, and his body was already gradually moving towards the door, "Ah? Deputy Minister, my... I'm not feeling well today... I didn't mean to be late."

That's it!

"This game is really fun, and the characters in it are interesting."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded seriously, the icy blue eyes flashed like meteors falling in the blue sky, he seemed to say such a sentence inadvertently, but the faint smile proved that This is no coincidence.

Kirihara Chiya stared blankly at Nakahara Chuya who had just rescued him, his delicate eyebrows caught people's attention, his jaw was raised even when he was sitting down, his bright ocher hair was like his spirit, and he was in a trance for a while.

"Cut, original, red, also—"

The angry shout brought Kirihara Chi back to his senses, and he almost dropped his phone. He foresaw his not-so-good future but couldn't help but want to ask for a little forgiveness, "Deputy Minister, I really didn't mean to , listen to my sophistry...ah, it's an explanation..."

Zhong Yuan didn't feel guilty about the loss of a happy boy in this world. He looked away, but his thoughts gradually drifted to the distance.

""Ah——" the ochre-haired boy frantically clicked on the villain on the screen, sending out brilliant big moves one after another, but he couldn't stop the sound of the game prompting "gameover". He dropped the game console to the ground. On the sofa, "I'm pretty good at this game—"

Beside him was the black-haired, kite-eyed boy who sneered mercilessly.

Every competition ends with this scene, Nakahara Chuya still can't figure it out, how could he lose to Osamu Dazai, how could it be possible?

"It's been said that Chuya can't beat me. Chuya himself is indeed very powerful, so powerful that he can ignore all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, but in the game, just this is not enough."

The black-haired boy was sitting on the sofa, but he didn't have any youthful aura on his body, as if he was just covered with a layer of youthful skin, and inside was a dying old man, but when his eyes reflected a figure, he became more popular .

"Don't think I don't know you're beating me around calling me stupid, bastard Dazai!"』

Turning back his thoughts, Chuya Nakahara thought a lot this week. He re-examined the relationship between himself and Osamu Dazai, and finally felt that the two identities of boss and subordinate were the most suitable.

Simple, no matter what it is, the more other things are mixed in, the more complicated it becomes.Zhong Yuanzhong is too lazy to think about other things too much, and he can't figure it out, so it's better to return to the simplest state.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he vaguely felt that the mackerel with a stomach full of bad water was avoiding him, because during this time, the person who was talking to him was Hongye, and what they were talking about was just some trivial things in life, without mentioning anything. and other things.

Zhongyuan Zhong also has a very decisive personality. Once he has made up his mind, it is difficult to change it. Therefore, after learning that Mafia is fine, he abides by his duty as a subordinate and does not ask too many questions.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at his watch.

"You're not here to choose a gift for your 'girlfriend', are you?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at the elegantly decorated attic, no matter how good he was, he couldn't hide that this was a cloakroom shop, and he felt a little regretful.

Atobe Keigo tidied up the wrinkled corners of his clothes due to the car ride, and then led Nakahara Nakaya to meet the boss. He was in a good mood and did not comment on the weird words of the red-haired boy, "I hope You have a girlfriend."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes, exuding an air of boredom.

"Master Atobe, this is something you ordered."

The boss took them to the depths, and Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that the things here were really good without being reminded. He looked at the thing wrapped in a gift box in the center of the glass table, and the soft lighting around him added to the atmosphere. A bit mysterious.

"You won't really..." Are you going to choose a gift for your girlfriend?

"I see that you like hats very much, because you always have this action from time to time." Keigo Atobe made a movement of pressing the hat, and he slowly opened the gift box.

In fact, there is another reason. In the photo he saw at the beginning, even though the red-haired boy was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, he still struggled to grab his hat.

"My uncle invited a famous Italian craftsman to make it specially. How about it, is it not worse than your previous one?"

The voice of the gorgeous young man was full of undisguised complacency, and the deep voice that was deliberately showing off was also mixed with some indistinct lingering lingering in him, but he didn't know how much turbulent waves arose in Zhongya's heart.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the hat that was basically the same as the one he had in the port of Mafia. Both the silver ornaments and the color matching were so familiar. The high-quality materials and fine workmanship made it stand out under the light. A little streamer.

He slowly grabbed the hat, his white and slender fingers collided with the pitch-black body of the hat, like a coronation crown, and also like a work of art.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his hat upside down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Thank you, I like it very much."