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Kudo Shinichi... Kudo Shinichi dared to swear by his professional ethics, a circle of red light appeared on the surface of the ordinary teacup, and then floated up under his own eyes.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not mistaken, the teacup had indeed exceeded the limit of gravity without the help of other things, which... was unreasonable.

Kudo Shinichi suddenly stood up, his round eyes had a feeling that his three views had been completely washed away, that is, all his cognitions were taken out and beaten up, he suddenly felt that he had lived in vain for the past ten years .

Compared with the elementary school student's stunned performance, Osamu Dazai was much calmer. Although he was still surprised for a second at first, he reacted quickly.

Osamu Dazai didn't care much about the disappearance of supernatural powers, because his "disqualification in the world" was mainly aimed at other supernatural powers, and no one here has supernatural powers, so his supernatural powers are useless.

If he was a little worried, he was still concerned about the little slug's ability.

He narrowed his eyes slowly, as if he was thinking about why this phenomenon happened, his eyes were glued to the teacup, and then, without any warning, a sincere smile appeared on Junxiu's cheek.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips, and there was no doubt of surprise between his brows and eyes, "This is very interesting."

The client, Zhong Yuanzhong, also did not expect that his supernatural power would recover. At that moment just now, a burst of full power spread out in every muscle of him. It was a long-lost feeling of having great power.

Contrary to when he first realized the disappearance of the supernatural power, he was so caught off guard, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't explain the reason for this kind of thing.

But being able to regain control of the supernatural power is undoubtedly an important bargaining chip for his next actions. He grabbed his fingers in the void, and at that moment, even the surrounding air seemed to be distorted and crackling after the collision sound.

The scarlet light gradually spread, gradually from the fingertip touching the teacup to the whole arm, and finally to the whole body. Zhong Yuanzhong also showed his sharp canine teeth, and he licked his flesh-colored lips.

The aura of the ocher-haired boy became stronger and stronger. It was a kind of unsheathed sword, and he could no longer avoid his sharpness. A cluster of flames seemed to ignite in his ice-blue pupils. The excitement radiated made people look sideways.

Powerful and beautiful.

However, the performance of both Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya gave Kudo Shinichi an answer. The appearance of this strange ability is obviously not a miracle, nor is it accidental, but the red-haired boy himself had it before.

The cup is still floating, and it seems that the person controlling it is in a good mood, making it rotate round and round at a constant speed, at a slightly higher position, as if showing off to others.

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud. He looked sideways at Chuya Nakahara's face carefully, his slightly drooping iris-colored eyes were as soft as water, and he gently engraved all the subtle expressions on the face of the red-haired cadre. Eyes, and then stretched out his index finger to touch the cup lightly.

Another strange white light, this time appeared from the black-haired boy's fingertips, as if the magic had been lifted, the cup that defied gravity suddenly fell down, as if everything just now was like a dream come true.

"You recovered too!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said an affirmative sentence, he took the cup without the slightest panic, avoiding the tragic situation of being broken, in his clear tone, there was a sense of blame because the ability was released, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Although he had known for a long time that the relationship between the two of them was unusual, Kudo Shinichi had even guessed that it might be a relationship between his subordinates, and his intuition told him that the two of them had designated something, because he already felt that he was a bit redundant.

Kudo Shinichi thought, maybe he shouldn't be in the room, although he has been completely ignored now.

He took one more look at the two people who were in a good atmosphere, and made sure that he was not taken seriously by them.

Although he was very embarrassed, Osamu Dazai really forgot about this young elementary school student. He just felt his heart was warm. The stare from the red-haired cadre just now was like a Cupid's arrow shot into his chest. Now my heart is pounding like a deer.

Osamu Dazai suspected that the little slug's gaze was seducing him, and the effect of the seduction was still obvious, so he decided to obey his heart and accept the seduction of the little slug.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took the cup calmly, and then put it on the table firmly. He raised his eyebrows, somewhat provocatively, in order to let the dead mackerel know that even if he was "disqualified in the world" and came back, he would It's also easy to get punched.

This was too much for Osamu Dazai to hold back, he maintained a posture of looking down, his black hair fell between his brows and eyes, but his iris-colored eyes shone brightly in the shadow of his hair.

Then Nakahara also saw Dazai Osamu who was looking down at him just now, with an innumerable smile on his face, and there was an impulsiveness and enthusiasm that was hard to see in that smile. frizzy.

Like what he's about to do...

Kudo Shinichi cracked open.

Even if his mental age is that of a teenage high school student, on the surface he is still a kid who doesn't understand anything. Is it really okay to do this kind of thing without shyness in front of kids?

Even if Osamu Dazai knew his true face, judging from the surprised reaction of the red-haired boy when he first arrived, Nakahara didn't know his true identity yet.

The corners of Kudo Shinichi's eyes twitched twice. He only saw the gloomy young man with deep thoughts slowly stretching out his finger to the chin of the brown-haired boy, and slowly lifted Nakahara Chuya's hand with his white and slender knuckles. The chin exudes a gentleness that makes people look toothache.

He is very familiar with that kind of tenderness, and sometimes he is in this state when he secretly looks at Lan.

The other hand quietly wrapped around the waist of the red-haired boy, and after he succeeded in one fell swoop, he dawdled restlessly twice, as if he was trying to figure out how the hand felt.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know, but Kudo Shinichi could see it clearly.

It can be seen that the red-haired boy reflexively wanted to shake Osamu Dazai away, but for some reason he held back, which actually fueled the flames of the black-haired boy's arrogance.

The arms crossed at the waist are particularly obvious, but Zhong Yuanzhong didn't care about thinking so much, because the existence that he couldn't ignore even more mobilized all his thoughts.

The hand that gently lifted his chin was not as steady as imagined, the index finger and thumb were motionless, but the other fingers were gently stroking the skin of the chin, and then gradually moved down to the sensitive Adam's apple.

It was touched very gently, as if a feather was gently brushing, and even the leather black choker was hooked a few times with the fingertips, as if the part of the Adam's apple of the ochre-haired boy was very interesting and easy to play with .

The Adam's apple was rubbed a few more times, and the meaning contained in it made Zhongyuan Zhong also pretend not to understand, so he took a breath.

Osamu Dazai didn't have as many scruples as Nakahara, he only knew that his heart was full, because it was full of that little slug that didn't understand the style, and he couldn't suppress it anymore.

He deftly resolved Nakahara Chuya's movements, his iris-colored eyes were like transparent glass beads at that angle, and the arm wrapped in bandages showed no intention of retracting, then he lowered his head and gently landed on the long-awaited place a kiss.

Strictly speaking, this is the first real kiss between Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai after they met. The dead mackerel said he liked him a few times before, but he didn’t dare to take any action. It was the most excessive kiss. It was that afternoon that the black-haired leader tentatively kissed his eyes.

The lips of the dead mackerel were as soft as imagined. At the moment when the two of them touched, this thought unexpectedly popped up in Nakahara Chuya's mind.

Yes, it's very soft, as if it would break with a little effort, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought indiscriminately, the smiling cheeks of the dead mackerel suddenly struck his head, his face seemed to be congested with blood , "Asshole, why do you do some unnecessary things!"

Perhaps the dead mackerel was too enthusiastic, and for a moment Nakahara Chuya was even confused and wanted to respond, he also wanted... Nakahara Zhongya suddenly realized that he and the dead mackerel were not the only ones in this room There were two people, and there was an innocent elementary school student standing not far away.

The hair of the ochre-haired boy seemed to explode at that moment, like a lion with claws and claws. Then he froze for a moment, and wiped his lips with the back of his hand resentfully as if thinking of something. Normal lip color turned bright red.

Although this series of performances fully showed the reluctance of the red-haired boy, he didn't know that doing so was completely trying to cover up, and the abnormal red lip color now was completely more obvious seduction.

For Osamu Dazai, he wanted to kiss again.

No matter how serious he was, he didn't have time to experience more, but Osamu Dazai licked the corner of his mouth slowly, as if he was reminiscing about something, and there was an extreme joy in his eyes, "It tastes good, Do you still want to experience it again?"

He blinked his eyes, his every move was filled with anticipation, accompanied by a deliberate allure, the scarlet tip of his tongue made his lips more moist, and the deep affection was like a big net to catch the person he loves. Bind in.

Nakahara Chuya: "Fuck!"

He couldn't help swearing, not only the lips after being rubbed violently, but also the sharp-edged cheeks, the tips of the ears covered by the ocher hair, and even all the exposed skin gradually warmed up, covering a layer of shy red .

"Can you pay attention, there is another kid here!"

The ocher-haired cadre was a little annoyed, more shy, Dazai Osamu was shocked by the shouted sentence, he rubbed his ears, and looked at the "little devil" in the room.

Looking at each other, at this moment in this room full of warmth, Kudo Shinichi felt a bone-chilling loneliness.

He is just a [-]-watt light bulb, flickering on and off.