Yokohama diva, sultry online

"Chuya, why didn't you wear that shame hat today, didn't you give it to me by your 'good friend'? Shouldn't you wear it every day in return?"

Osamu Dazai didn't even blink his eyes, he seemed to mention this matter casually, put his bandaged hand on the top hat next to the table, and stroked it once and for all.

It was brought back by holding it in his hand that day. After floating in the air for such a long time, it unexpectedly landed in his hand by a very coincidence.

The thick black curly hair was all brushed behind the ears, Dazai Osamu's gloomy eyes were completely exposed to the air, and it was the first time that his handsome facial features showed such an aggressive expression.

The flames of jealousy overwhelmed him at this moment, frantically trying to burn out the scene he didn't want to see, Osamu Dazai said so on purpose.

He wanted the little liar to know that he was watching, so he couldn't fall in love with someone so casually.

No, he doesn't allow it.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a few seconds, and touched the top of his head subconsciously. He was indeed not wearing a hat, because no matter what style it was, it was out of fashion today.

However, these things are obviously impossible for mackerel to know.

Nakahara Chuya suddenly stood up straight, he pulled Kuroba Kaito's wrist, and looked around the glass of the exhibition hall at the darkness in the distance, he frowned carefully, his blue eyes were full of disbelief .

That kind of scalp-numbing feeling is like maggots attached to the bones. He listened to Dazai Osamu's yin and yang tone, licked his lips, and added anger to his difficult tone, "Don't use such a disgusting tone...you are How do you know?"

"Can you see me?" Zhong Yuanzhong could also hear his beating heart, his voice was hoarse and trembling.

Does this mean he can go back?

Kaito Kuroba's mind was still stuck in "deals". He struggled in his heart for a long time and still couldn't figure it out, but Nakahara was also on the phone all the time, and dragged him around the exhibition hall who was confused.

"What exactly is the deal you mentioned just now..." Kaito Kuroba could only continue to remain silent expressionlessly, rolling his eyes inwardly after he was glanced at again before he finished speaking.

This person is really hateful, it really is to tease him.

After failing to find any results, he began to ask directly. In the past, Osamu Dazai would definitely answer with a smile, "Of course I guessed", and then watch the red-haired cadre clench his fists with a frantic face, but Osamu Dazai doesn't want to do that now.

With his other hand, he tapped the forehead of the boy with reddish hair, stared at Zhong Yuan Zhongye's delicate cheek for a while, and then his eyes fell on his rosy lips, because the little slug stretched out its pink and tender lips just now. The tongue licked and became more moist, and even the undulating arc is very easy to kiss...

Osamu Dazai pressed his tongue lightly against the palate, as if he was suppressing something. He silently watched the actions of the brown-haired boy, and saw the purple-gray-haired boy staggering a few steps under the eager footsteps of the little slug. .

"Yes, I can see clearly that you are with Keigo Atobe now, and your right hand is holding his wrist." Osamu Dazai carefully captured the scene on the screen, as if he wanted to use words Express it.

His tone was normal, even more teasing than the one just now, "Did he say he liked you just now? Did I bother you?"

The rising ending sound is extremely gentle, but I don't know whether the rich eyes are more iris or deep black, and the fingers tapping the table move up and down in a very regular manner.

Osamu Dazai was trying his best to suppress the possessive desire emanating from the depths of his heart. This feeling seemed like countless ants were biting his bones, and he pursed his pale lips.

He wondered how Zhong Yuanzhong would answer his question—yes or no.

I don't know why, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt depressed after hearing these words, he raised his eyebrows unhappily, suppressed this feeling, and briefly explained the scene in front of him, "I just want him to help find out information."

There was an unavoidable look of joy between his brows and eyes, and his tense body stretched out. Although the dead mackerel did not directly explain the situation, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that since he could see him, it meant that he would be able to go back soon.

In order to check the news.

Osamu Dazai repeated it earnestly, his deep voice revealing every trace of danger, he only saw that the red-haired boy seemed to think of some good memories when he spoke, his whole body was filled with unburdened warm colors, The whole face softened.

Can't stop being happy when you think of that person named Keigo Atobe?It really makes people want to destroy it!

"Zhong also found such a boyfriend, can he satisfy you? He is just a teenage middle school student. Does he know where you are more sensitive? Does he know that you will keep shaking when someone touches your waist? ? Or...he knows you bite harder when you're excited?"

Jealousy replaces rationality, making people say what they can't take back without going through their brains. Osamu Dazai bit the last few words and said it very touchingly, as if he was experiencing it himself.

Chuya Nakahara's smile froze on his face, and his mind went blank. He slowly digested this long series of words, but he couldn't understand what they meant.

What the hell is this bastard talking about?

Osamu Dazai laughed in a low voice, the magnetic grid sounded more or less like a cello playing, but what he said made Nakahara Chuya feel chills all over his body.

Osamu Dazai saw the red-haired boy's face change, but jealousy covered his heart tightly like wild weeds, and he himself seemed to go crazy.

He even wondered weakly, if Zhong Yuanzhong would also be angry, does it mean that the little slug still cares about him.

"I forgot, Chuya really deserves to be the cadre of Mafia. Even in a completely unfamiliar world without supernatural powers, you can still attract others to be fascinated by you, and then come to achieve your goal."

Kitahara Takuma, Sakurai Kaoru is... Even he is attracted, he is very jealous, he wishes he was the only one.

"You, Zai, Fa, what, crazy?" Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth, his pretty face was dyed a seductive red with anger and shame, his blue eyes were filled with scarlet, "I ask you tmd is, hair, what, what, crazy?"

Zhong Yuanzhong never thought that he would get such an evaluation. In the eyes of his colleagues and subordinates at the port mafia, he was the embodiment of reliability and strength. "Dirty" like a beast...

This kind of evaluation of him as an Israeli made Chuya Nakahara feel sick... Or, he was such a person in Dazai Osamu's mind, because of what happened in the office back then.

Zhongyuan Zhong also squeezed his knuckles and sneered a few times, slowly raising his cheeks, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Kuroba Kaito took a deep breath, and bumped into a pair of watery glazed eyes, which were different from the wantonness when he threatened him just now, and now he could clearly see the slight humiliation in the red-haired boy's eyes.

And if he's not mistaken... there seems to be a layer of tears, as if he was hurt by the whole world.

He also felt that he must have misread it, how could this Shura have a vulnerable side.

"Is that how you fucking look at me?" Nakahara Chuya slammed his fists against the wall, fine lines like spider webs appeared on the hard tiles instantly, but his eyes looked far away at nothing. In the air, there is a ruthless intention to swallow people alive.

Osamu Dazai met Chuya Nakahara's eyes, and the red-haired boy raised his head stubbornly. He was able to convey his viciousness across different time and space. I don't know if it was because of the video. Dazai Osamu saw the red eyes of the red-haired officer tail.

An indescribable sense of irritability drove him crazy, until the pain in his palm pulled him back, Osamu Dazai looked at the bloodshot palm, "I found a way to get you back, but I feel You don't seem to want to come back."

"........."

"That's it again, Osamu Dazai!"

Every time he is led by the nose, but he has no way to resist. Zhongyuan also grinds his teeth. He wants to ask the bastard mackerel what happened just now, but he will always be held back by more important things .

"It's like this again!!" Zhong Yuanzhong also repeated harshly, but suddenly saw a red light spot flashing across the ground close to the two of them, especially in the dark room, followed by broken glass. sound.

Zhongyuan Zhong also dodged and dragged the Kaitou Kidd to hide. There were several clear bullet holes on the ground where the two stayed just now, and there was a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

"What trouble did you get into?" His tone was full of unrecoverable anger. Zhongyuan Zhong also hid behind the wall and saw no one through the window, but he was no stranger to sniper guns. Someone set up a sniper point on the tall building opposite.

The body rolled a few times, Kuroba Kaito's vision was blurred for a moment, and he put a hand on the back of his head to prevent him from hitting the wall due to the rolling.

"I don't think it should be me?" Kaito Kuroba didn't dare not answer, he thought for a moment, although he himself was indeed against the mysterious organization, but he didn't think he would be found so soon.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized that at some point, the outside that should have been noisy had quieted down, as if no one was guarding him, instead there was the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer in the corridor.

As if deliberately walking slowly to put pressure on the people in the room, Nakahara Chuya's face suddenly turned cold, and the brow raised a sharp arc.

Osamu Dazai only heard a few muffled grunts, and when he reacted and looked at the crystal ball, the picture was covered by flames and thick smoke after the violent explosion, and the figure of the ocher-haired cadre disappeared before his eyes.

He trembled with his fingers, "...Chuya?"