I just want to lie down and collect money in Yokohama

Cheng Hailiang knew that he was covered in blood, and with his expressionless face all the year round, he definitely didn't look like a normal person.But he never expected that the other person living next door was a member of the Port Mafia whom he had met before.And this Mr. Mafia, who must have done more horrible things than him, was facing him with a look of disgust and fake fear.

He also pushed back two steps when he reached out his hand.

...Mr. Bandage Freak, you are half a head taller than me, okay?

The delicate face was covered with the blood on the right cheek when he was bandaging the cat. He complained expressionlessly, and then opened his mouth to prove his image.

"This is just the blood from saving a cat..."

After working all night, Ryo's weak voice made this reason not very convincing.As expected, the man in the beige windbreaker showed an even more disgusted expression.

Liang looked at this man up and down, and found that he seemed to have changed from the inside to the outside compared with three months ago, and if he is a mafia but no longer wearing a black suit...

Cheng Hailiang felt that he had roughly guessed why this Mr. Bandage appeared in the dilapidated apartment prepared for him by the first search section of the police station, where the confidential information was perfect.

Most likely, she eloped with the 'sick young lady' inside and took refuge in the military and police of the port mafia, and then had to bring her here to hide.

As for him, he has to go out early and return late every day to work secretly in order to earn money to support the two of them.

Using the method of brain supplementation, Liang looked at the man in front of him after reasoning out the whole 'touching' story, and looked back tactically with an understanding expression on his face.

"Yeah, I can understand you. If I go home with such a lovely lover every day, I will be desperate." Cheng Hailiang nodded to him understandingly.

The neighbor who only went out to buy lunch in the afternoon made him feel doubtful for the first time since puberty, "Am I going to start straightening?"

"Lover...?" Dazai repeated in a low voice Ryo's description of Shuya who was still sleeping in the room, then narrowed his kite-colored eyes before passing Ryo's puzzled expression, and nodded twice with a smile, " Yes, every day when I come back from work, my lover will accompany me."

"I'm so envious..." Thinking back to the feeling of being on the verge of going crazy in the past three months when I was alone, Liang sighed softly, "If only I had a lover like this."

If someone stays with him instead of alone, if there is something to chat with, it shouldn't be so difficult.

But his sincere envious expression seemed to irritate this man who had defected from the port mafia.After listening to Liang's words, he withdrew his smiling expression for a second, staring at the exhausted Liang.

While Cheng Hailiang was looking at him before, he also looked him up and down.

In Mimai Fujiwara's task of stealing information three months ago, although he pushed almost all the tasks to that slug, and even let that guy solve the final report.But this does not mean that Osamu Dazai is ignorant of the mission.

On the contrary, he could even guess the whole development process and the reason why the bartender at the Sakura Pavilion appeared here.It was nothing more than avoiding revenge from the information buyer, so he had to hide in this place.And judging from the clue that this apartment was found by Ango Sakaguchi for him, the bartender in front of him probably has a different identity, and is most likely a member of the police station or military police.

But most of all is his face.

Dazai stared at the blood stain on this cheek, but it didn't affect the beauty at all. Even Cheng Hailiang, who had a special style, blinked and said, "Sure enough, I should drive you out."

Xiaoqiu in the room is also a person who values ​​appearance very much.He didn't want to go to New York for a two-year business trip, so Qiu was fascinated by this guy who could only see his face.

Cheng Hailiang was chased away with an inexplicable sigh of emotion: "??!?"

There is something wrong with this bandage weirdo, right? ?Or is he so jealous that he can't even express envious opinions?

Inexplicably, I felt a little sympathetic to the neighbor in the room, who was still coughing softly after being woken up by the movement of going out.Liang looked at the tall man in front of him, thought about his confident face, and turned back to this man who was about to drive people away at every turn.

"You don't... think she will fall in love with me, do you?" A mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, Liang opened his dark blue eyes and smiled at the stiff man in front of him, "I'm really not confident, But let me tell you a secret so you won't be so scared."

He waved his hand as if nothing had happened, "I'm more interested in good-looking boys, so you don't have to be afraid that I will snatch her away."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his hand, put it back in his trouser pocket as if he was being handsome, and passed Dazai down the stairs.

"Ah, then it is better to drive you out."

The man's more affirmative tone came from behind, making Liang, who was going downstairs, almost slipped and rolled down.

Turning around abruptly, Liang looked up at the man with his hand on his chin and thought deeply, then nodded to the man who was determined to drive him out, full of doubts, "Why on earth?"

If you drive him out, he will be killed outside by Mr. Dounan's killer, okay?

Dazai, who was still standing at the door of his house, rolled his kite-colored eyes, and looked at Cheng Hailiang who was two or three steps shorter than him.Judging from what this guy said just now, he still hasn't seen the fact that Qiuya is actually a boy, so he intends to let the misunderstanding deepen, showing his artificial expression again, and taking two steps back with his hands on his chest.

"In case you fell in love with me, how would I face Qiuya inside?"

This expression made Ryo suddenly feel a sense of physical nausea.He showed a disgusted expression, once again sympathized with his neighbor in kimono, and said to Dazai, "You kind of weirdo with bandages is not in my aesthetics at all."

After saying this, he paused, because he suddenly remembered that last night, he had said exactly the same thing to his boss, who had a voice similar to this mafia.

She cleared her throat in embarrassment, and turned her head away from the railing of the stairs to look at the dirt slope on the first floor, "If I have to say it, I like the face of your former colleague better."

He remembered that when he met Mr. Zhongyuan in the bar before, the other party grabbed his slender but powerful wrist.

Such a comparative description made Dazai, who had always regarded his partner as an enemy, show a disgusted expression, but he looked at Cheng Hailiang who had been caught in nostalgia, and suddenly thought of an interesting plan.

"You actually like that kind of black slug," Dazai shook his head with a deep sigh, and looked at Ryo who was angry when he was described as a slug, and smiled maliciously, "But it's rare. For the sake of someone who likes him, how about I give you his contact information."

In this way, he can just use this opportunity to tease Nakaya, and it can also remove this man who only has a good face from Qiuya.

A solid plan.

To Ryo, this sentence was like being dozed off and someone handed him a pillow, making his dark blue eyes brighten.Afterwards, he watched as the bandage man tore a piece of paper from his pocket, took out a pen, wrote a number on it, and handed it to him.

"This is..." He looked down at the irregular piece of paper and swallowed nervously, "Mr. Zhongyuan's..."

"That's right," Dazai continued to stand on the top of the stairs, bending over to hand over the paper and nodded with a smile, watching Ryo carefully collect the paper and put it in his pocket before straightening up, "The environment here is terrible, right? That way you can contact him and go to him."

His words were intended to be mischievous, and to be honest, he really wanted to see how the two of them would get along, but he couldn't help it.

There is also the task of whitewashing resumes.

Afterwards, he gave Ryo another suggestion, "When you call, tell him how hard it is to live here, and also blame him for being like that, so you can rely on him."

With that slug's personality, it's the best way.

"Thank you," Ryo put away the piece of paper that was as light as a feather but as heavy as gold, then raised his head and looked at Dazai solemnly.Already obsessed with seeing the good-looking Mr. Nakahara, and his quality of life will improve in the future, he was completely unaware of the malice of the man in front of him. He hugged the clothes waiting to be changed and nodded to Dazai, "So you blamed you, You are a good person."

After finishing his unanswerable words as usual, Ryo turned and walked down the stairs to the bathhouse.

Chatting with the bandage weirdo at the door of the house should have delayed some time. He had to hurry up and take a shower before everyone woke up at dawn and go back to bed.

As he hurried downstairs, he missed Dazai talking to himself while touching his chin on the second floor,

"Speaking of it, according to the plan, that slug should be on a business trip in Europe now, and the phone can't get through."

After washing off the blood on his body, and returning to the room with the clothes that he could no longer wear, Ryo first checked the state of the sleeping cat.

The undulating belly shows that it is still alive, and the wound at the bandage is no longer oozing blood, indicating that the bleeding from the wound should have stopped.Liang breathed a sigh of relief after confirming these two points, and opened the shopping software on his phone.

It was just dawn now, and he thought that neither his boss Haru Kato nor Mr. Zhongyuan, who had just obtained the contact information, should not have woken up, so he wanted to buy the necessary items for the new member who arrived yesterday.

Cat food, cat litter, and bandages for injuries. He also searched for medicines that can be used when cats are injured.

Half an hour later, looking at the digital amount displayed at the checkout, Liang clicked to confirm the payment with heartache.In the first half of the six-month salary given to him by Uncle Takei and his boss Kato Haru, it took almost a month for him to buy bento and the items he just bought.

So he desperately needed to rely on Mr. Nakahara's comfort, and counted the seconds until the time was nine o'clock, then took out his mobile phone and clicked on the number provided by Dazai.

After taking a few deep breaths and struggling mentally, Liang opened his mouth.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently out of service..."

Cheng Hailiang made all the mental preparations in vain: "..."

Sure enough, it was too early to thank that bandage weirdo today, that guy must be lying to him!