The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

"Ah..." Osamu Dazai greeted the other party with a smile, "Hello?"

The young man in the hat looked at him, and in his nonchalant tone, the expression on his face gradually changed from unbelievable to distorted, and finally turned into a gloomy anger.

He didn't even care about the supernatural body in mid-air, and rushed over in a few steps, grabbing Osamu Dazai's collar with both hands, with such force that he even snapped the button of the other's inner shirt.

"You bastard!"

After he finished cursing this sentence, his fist came down, aiming straight at Osamu Dazai's face.

Osamu Dazai dodged his head and grabbed the opponent's wrist with his right hand. However, Nakahara seemed to have expected his move, and in an instant he raised his knee and hit his abdomen, and then when Osamu Dazai staggered backwards, he kicked him on the ground. His chest kicked him out.

"Well!"

The strength of this kick did not weaken at all, Dazai Osamu hit the wall, and then slowly slid down.

He covered his chest and coughed twice, raised his eyes to look at the young man who was walking towards him.

[I have to admit that although Nakahara Chuya is short, he is very explosive. ]

"...you think playing with me is fun, don't you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "You left the mafia in this way, left the position of leader, and left a mess, have you considered our feelings?"

"Even, have you ever thought about what kind of turmoil the 'Hong Kong' black leader committing suicide by jumping off a building' will bring to the mafia, and how sad it will make those who really respect... care about you?"

"Until just now—"

Nakahara Chuya played back Osamu Dazai's nonchalant and indifferent tone over and over again in his mind. He stood still and looked down at the other party. The anger in his chest was about to burst out, but the expression on his face became more and more condensed.

"I'm sure," he said literally, "you never thought about it."

Osamu Dazai looked at him, and leaned his head against the wall behind him for a long while, with the same kind of calm smile on his face, but at this moment, it looked like a mockery.

"What did I think about it, so what if I didn't think about it? Is the result not good now?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "King of Sheep... What did you join the Mafia in the first place, and now your goal has also been achieved Now, what else do you have to complain about?"

Every time he said a word, a blue vein on Nakahara Chuya's forehead protruded. When he finished his last question, Nakahara Chuya couldn't restrain his anger anymore, stepped forward, and grabbed Dazai. Zhi lifted him up by the collar, and at the same time greeted him with a punch.

Osamu Dazai seemed to be waiting for this opportunity, and at the same time he raised his hand to block, and at the same time punched the opponent in the abdomen.

Nakahara just paused for a moment, sneered, and then avoided Osamu Dazai's blocking position, and slammed his second punch on his face.

Just when he was about to hit the third punch, his shoulder was pulled from behind, and he was forced to turn around, facing a gust of wind. Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand to block in an instant, and at the same time opened the opponent's hand to counterattack, but the opponent responded It was also very fast, turning his attack moves into nothingness, his agility and flexibility were not inferior.

After fighting back and forth for a few times, the two grasped each other's arms at the same time to pause their movements. Only then did Nakahara Nakaya see each other's appearance clearly - the young man's hair was reddish, and his tea-brown eyes were somewhat similar to Osamu Dazai, but his emotions were stronger than that of that person. Much lighter.

There is no anger, no hatred, no emotions, it seems that he just regards the Central Plains as the most common thing, not an enemy or opponent now.

[Either he is good at hiding his emotions, or he is just too used to fighting with people. ]

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also spoke first: "I know you, you are from the detective agency, if you want to find [books], you can go to other places, I don't have that kind of thing here."

"I'm looking for Dazai."

The other party answered very concisely, and it seemed to be to verify his words. After he finished speaking, his eyes began to turn behind Nakahara Chuya.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.

"...Odasaku," Dazai Osamu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced behind him, "Your ability."

Oda Sakunosuke also had a premonition at this moment, and Nakahara Nakaya let go at the same time, then turned around and drew out his gun—"Bang! Bang!"

He fired two shots in a row, aiming at the head of the supernatural body, but after all, it belonged to Oda Sakunosuke's supernatural power, and his own agility was not inferior. Coupled with the blessing of supernatural powers, he not only avoided it perfectly, but even started to fight back .

Oda Sakunosuke had to temporarily escape.

Seeing this scene, Osamu Dazai's head suddenly began to ache violently, as if a needle had been pierced in. The sharp pain was accompanied by the blurring of the picture in front of him, making him almost unable to stand still.

"...Wait," Nakahara Zhongya at the side finally came back to his senses at this time, and asked with a frown, "Are you simply looking for him, this mackerel, or...he has already joined the Armed Detective Agency ?”

[So it’s not enough for this guy to defect from the organization, he also joined a hostile organization? ! ]

The more Nakahara thought about it, the more he felt that Osamu Dazai could do it. The most important thing is - the fishy smell he smelled in the hot spring hotel at that time was really coming from this rotten fish!

But his question could not be answered, because at this moment, a loud noise erupted in the restaurant, as if someone dropped a bomb here, which not only blasted a hole in this floor, but even the entire restaurant. The boats began to shake violently.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head to look at the culprit in an instant - the gravitational energy in the hands of the supernatural body has been gathering more and more, if he is allowed to drop this "ball", let alone whether the ship can withstand it, this time Everyone on the first floor will definitely be seriously injured at that moment.

Zhong Yuanzhong also subconsciously searched for the optimal solution, but the other party did not know what impact he had received, and was frowning and covering his head, his face extremely pale.

"Hey Dazai—"

The sound was gradually receding, Osamu Dazai could see fragments of certain scenes flashing in front of his eyes, familiar or unfamiliar, there were a large number of them, but he couldn't grasp them.

He subconsciously went to support the wall beside him, but his hands didn't touch anything.

Before Osamu Dazai opened his eyes to see the reason, the surrounding environment shook again, and immediately his feet were empty, and he fell downward while the severe pain drove away his consciousness.

-

"Little mirror flower!"

Atsushi Nakajima hung on the remaining floor of the restaurant with one hand, and grabbed Izumi Kyoka, who hadn't reacted for some reason and almost fell with the other.

Atsushi Nakajima glanced at the sound of a white tiger roaring from above his head.

Above, where the floor remained, Yasha Baixue's knife happened to be caught between the falling rocks, and Baihu was freely moving towards him.

Atsushi Nakajima said to Izumi Kyoka, who was also looking at her from below, "Kyoka, take advantage of this time!"

At the same time as the voice fell, he swung the other's arm and threw Quan Jinghua upwards. Quan Jinghua and Baihu passed by, and came to Yasha Baixue in a few jumps.

At the same time, Atsushi Nakajima threw himself onto the floor with force, and immediately turned over and jumped onto the back of the white tiger when the white tiger opened its mouth wide to swallow him, and then bent over and smashed the white tiger. The crystallization of the white tiger's forehead.

After the supernatural body disappeared, Atsushi Nakajima got up and looked at Izumi Kyoka, only to find that the other party was pointing the blade at the supernatural body's neck. Just as he was about to make a sound, Izumi Kyoka moved the dagger away and smashed it into pieces. The crystallization on Yasha Baixue's forehead.

"Little mirror flower?"

Quan Jinghua turned around.

Atsushi Nakajima considered for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "The wish you want to fulfill...is it to separate Yasha Baixue?"

He noticed just now that in the process of fighting against the supernatural body, Quan Jinghua's emotions were actually in an extremely excited state, not only the attack speed was much faster than before, but the moves were also more fierce. If the ability of death was an ordinary human being, she might have already cut it into pieces.

And this situation didn't change a bit until Atsushi Nakajima was injured by the white tiger.

Because she focused part of her attention on Atsushi Nakajima, her attack on Yaksha Shirayuki weakened, and Atsushi Nakajima felt that she seemed to be thinking about something.

After his words, Quan Jinghua dodged her eyes, lowered her eyes, but pursed her lips and did not speak.

Atsushi Nakajima then asked: "Kyoka has this idea... Is it because of me?"

"...No." Izumi Jinghua frowned and glanced at Atsushi Nakajima. Seeing that the other party's eyes persisted and he didn't give up until he got an answer, he finally let go.

"In fact, I have never forgotten that Yasha Baixue...killed my parents." Quan Jinghua picked up the mobile phone hanging on his chest, "So I wanted to avenge them from a very early age, killing this supernatural power body...and myself."

Nakajima Atsushi didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

"But after you appeared, I began to give up this idea slowly. In order to stand by your side, to complete missions with you in the mafia, and to protect you, I temporarily allowed her to exist."

Quan Jinghua put down her phone and looked up at him, "But now, Dun...do we really need a killer named Quan Jinghua, and a blood-stained Yasha Baixue?"

Now she doesn't look like the cold and ruthless "35 people beheaded" at all, but just like a girl of this age, confused and lost.

Atsushi Nakajima feels distressed, but at the same time, he also feels that they are really changing.

As Mr. Dazai said, leave the darkness and walk slowly to the other side.

"Kyoka, I also had blood on my hands." Nakajima Atsushi smiled helplessly, "I was also at a loss. I left the mafia and lost Mr. Dazai. What is the meaning of my life?"

"But after boarding this cruise ship, after experiencing what happened yesterday, I suddenly realized that there are still some things that I can and must do—for you, me, Mr. Dazai, and ……this world."

"Xiao Jinghua, you are the same." Atsushi Nakajima said, "Neither your abilities nor yourself exist for others, nor should you be trapped in your identity itself. You exist here only because you are Spring Mirror Flower, that's all."

"And I," Atsushi Nakajima smiled slowly, "will always be by Izumi Kyoka's side."

Quan Jinghua was stunned.

The heat spread from the bottom of her eyes, and she couldn't help but clenched the hand holding the dagger.

"Dun..."

"boom!"

Before she could finish her words, a white figure flew between the two of them, and then slammed to the ground, making the already poor floor even worse.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's voice followed closely: "I think that the heart-to-heart talk can be said later. Now, it's better to solve the culprit of the separation of the abilities first."

The author has something to say: Tun: We are listening to Mr. Dazai's words and walking towards the bright side.

Dazai: dbq, something happened, I'm going back.

Dun:? ? ?