On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

As long as the flow can be accurately controlled by me, I don't have to be so humble now.

He even had to endure the mockery of Osamu Dazai, the dog who laughed so hard that he split his arms.

The crisp birdsong in the mountains may be playing the divorce march for us:)

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"Akira?" [Nakahara Chuya] dodged the knife, and looked at the furious Aoki Akira in confusion and shock.

Aoki Akira missed a hit and quickly changed from chopping to sweeping.However, it's okay to sneak attack with Caiji's body method, and the frontal attack is obviously not enough, [Nakahara Chuya] jumped two steps quickly and dodged again.

Aoki Akira was so enraged by this hateful "curse spirit" that he went crazy, holding a long knife and looking at the opposite side, wishing he could swallow this "Central Plains Chuya" alive.

[Nakahara Chuya] Facing such piercing eyes, the cobalt blue eyes dimmed for a moment.

"……sorry."

Although he had indeed envisioned the worst outcome, and thought about the disappointment and even resentment of the other party...but there was a faint voice in his heart telling him from the very beginning that he would not face this situation.

Aoki Akira is always empathetic and reasonable; he is the character who will give in first before swallowing the bitter fruit.

Her grievances and dissatisfaction can always be forgotten with just a hug and a kiss; her tears always seem to be not precious enough, and it is easy to overflow and fall in front of him with a little stimulation, and a little more patient coaxing is enough. can be easily retracted.

She had never acted so angry in front of him.

…………

Hearing this rather sad apology, Aoki Akira stared blankly at the other party...

Tears almost came out of my eyes, rolling down, but the whole person seemed even more angry!

——She didn't want to crush this nasty guy to death with space, she wanted to hack him to death with her own hands even more now! ! !

[Central Plains Chuya] suppressed the heaviness in his heart, and retreated frequently at a loss.But soon I found that the better my attitude... the more angry the other party is...?

The brains of the mafia cadres have finally been temporarily separated from the channels of finding a partner and dating, barely allowing their IQ to temporarily occupy the line, and seem to have noticed the problem.

"You stop first." [Nakahara Chuya] condensed his expression.

"I don't!!!" Aoki Akira cried loudly while washing his face with tears, "You can't be judged as a super class because those old oranges are old widowers!!!!"

"How dare you change a ring when you are riding a horse?! Take it off for me!!!"

The crows were startled.

[Nakahara Chuya] was startled, and his face turned a little dark.He took two steps back silently, took out a pair of gloves from his coat pocket, put them on, and covered the ring tightly.The blue eyes looked helplessly and resolutely at the other side——

——This definitely won't work...and it won't work to coax you.

Aoki Akira was so angry at the non-violent and non-cooperative attitude of the slippery "curse spirit" on the opposite side, rubbed his heart, and finally didn't want to care about whether to kill him or not - kill him first.

[Nakahara Chuya] watched the opponent's movements and closed his mouth.Accurately avoiding the range of ten meters and retreating quickly, while consciously remembering the terrain, not approaching any of the ten meters that Aoki Akira walked.

……

Although Aoki Akira was terribly annoyed by this cheap "curse spirit", after running around all over the mountain, the more he fought, the more frightened he felt.

——This guy knows himself too well...

What method does the curse spirit know what it is thinking?Avoiding the range of her ability again and again and never landing repeatedly... This is definitely not luck.Is something like magic power too supernatural?

……

The ability, which has always been invincible, was suddenly accurately grasped, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit withdrawn at the same time.

Let Baimao fight.

Aoki Akira felt that he was useless.

Such an annoying curse spirit, she just can't get rid of it!This is just a first-level curse spirit, let it grow into a super-level...I'm afraid I will have a heart attack.

While moving Gojo Satoru over, she heard a rooster crowing in the nearby grass.

……

The footsteps of the two stopped at the same time. [Nakahara Chuya] ran towards the source of the sound without hesitation, and found [Dazai Osamu] who was laughing until he was crowing.

The guy blushed from laughing, tears streaming down his face.A mouth that is not busy enough for him to pant and laugh wildly... the lack of a mouth can be regarded as a disability.

Aoki Akira finally realized that something seemed wrong...

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I reached out and grabbed Wujo Wu by the collar and pulled him over. Although the height was a bit difficult, he was very obedient and slippery, pretending to be stupid without saying a word.

I pointed at the crowing rooster in front of me and Zhong Yuan Zhong who was thinking about something tremblingly and asked, "Tell me, they are both illusions created by that 'terrible' curse spirit?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru had an innocent and strange expression, "Isn't this your 'husband'? Did he lie to me?"

I'm suffocating.

Trembling, I grabbed his collar tightly and pulled him to bend over: "This is what you said, 'The tent has been set up, and there will be no human beings straying in, don't worry.'??? You just let me I rest assured to catch the curse spirit????"

He blinked his eyes, and the small sunglasses couldn't stop his white eyelashes from sweeping: "Hmm... I thought this was a surprise?"

My mind roared for a moment, and when I regained my senses, there was no one in front of me...

I straightened my clothes without any guilt, and looked at Chuya on the other side.

Our eyes met again.

***

I really want to go back in time to half an hour ago...

That should clearly be a beautiful encounter, woo woo woo woo.

How could this be so!

Damn Gojo Satoru, thanks to me trusting you so much! ! !You really are not worthy of respect! ! !

I cautiously approached Nakaya who was carrying Dazai.He seemed to be thinking about something, his expression was not cold, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

I swallowed, and guiltyly grabbed the corner of his coat and tugged: "Zhongye?"

"Just now……"

He seemed to be awakened from his thoughts by my movement, he threw Osamu Dazai aside casually, and rubbed me into his arms before I finished speaking.

With my face against his ochre-colored hair, I could feel the beating of his powerful heartbeat in his chest, and for a moment I felt like I was caught in a cloud, floating unbelievably.

It's like a dream.

The familiar strength of the fingers gently smoothed the hair on the back of my head, and the arms around my back were tightened due to the slight force.Surrounded by familiar sensations, I instantly relaxed and felt more peaceful than ever.

Misunderstandings and farce are not things that need to be explained at all, and it is not worth a little bit of our time to talk about it at this moment.

Just as I only want his arms, all he needs is a silent hug from me at this moment.

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"Sorry." He repeated the old matter, and his muffled voice rang in my ear.

The vibration of the chest connected the same frequency to my heart through the contact skin.

I didn't want to take my head off the side of his neck for the slightest bit.If I step back from this favorite corner of mine, I'm about to see his eyes.

Every bit of grief that cobalt blue stained because of me will sear the heart more than my own tears.

"It's okay, it's not your fault." I heard myself reply in such a low voice.

His hand touching my head paused.

……

I don't know what he has been thinking since just now...

I rubbed his warm cheek with some anxiety, drawing his attention back.

"What were you doing here?" He gently rubbed back against me.

I was a little embarrassed: "I'm catching the curse spirit... It's a little monster, like the ghost in the legend. According to the white hair just now, this curse spirit will let me see what I want to see the most. I thought..."

I really can't say what "the most secret" _(:з"∠)_

Two short breath sounds came from my ears.Although he didn't say anything, this guy is still laughing at me.

Forget it...for the sake of missing you so much, I forgive you.

I nestled my head back into his neck.In the past, he still disliked that my action would always make my breath hit his neck, which was very uncomfortable, but now he is not forced to get used to it, hehe.

"How did you find me?" I was really curious!

"Hmm... I went to find Edogawa Ranpo, then captured a few space-type supernatural beings, and then borrowed Osamu Dazai." He concluded lazily in one sentence.

Thinking of the words that Mr. Ranpo here awkwardly comforted me by the sunset river that day, I couldn't help feeling: "Ranbu is really amazing..."

Naka also slapped me lightly on the waist in dissatisfaction.

I quickly coaxed him: "Of course the most powerful is my Chuya! It took a lot of hard work to find me!"

I tilted my head and made a big mark on his face.He chuckled with satisfaction.

"Congratulations to the brave man for rescuing the princess! Now the princess is going to bring the brave man home~"

The next moment, we were in my room.

I grabbed Chuya's hand and walked into the house, chattering all the way.

"Ah, if I knew I would see you today, I should have changed my clothes and put on some makeup. You look so handsome, I look like a lost woodcutter, so embarrassed."

"Akira." Nakaya interrupted me lightly, his thin gloved hand clenched my wrist tightly.

"Are you afraid?"

I was choking.

……

"A little bit..."

Um?My voice actually sounds a little trembling?

"I'm afraid that I will...suddenly open my eyes..."

Wow!As a person, why do I cry in the middle of what I say? No wonder Zhong also complained that I was a bag of tears.

"I'm sorry." I sobbed and apologized to Chuya who stepped forward to hug me again.

He pulled off the glove and threw it on the table beside him, wiping my tears with soft fingertips: "No need to apologize."

"Ah Zhao, you don't need to apologize anymore."

"You should make me apologize."

"I always seem to... know nothing."

I burst into laughter, and it seems that I have found a lot of things.

"Then you apologize, I listen." I wrapped my arms around his neck and shook him.

"I'm sorry." He held my face in his hands, and looked at me seriously with his cobalt blue eyes. His gentleness and guilt were like fine ice floes floating in the deep blue sea, and the coolness stimulated my tear glands.

My eyes were red again, my nose was sore and I twitched: "It's okay, I forgive you."

"Uh-Chuya, I miss you so much... Am I really dreaming again?"

"Or tell me why I was thrown here. Tell me something I don't know, I never dreamed of it."

He grabbed the tip of my nose helplessly: "It's a bit complicated, I'll talk about it later."

"I haven't seen you for almost a month! Why don't you coax me!" I pouted a little dissatisfied.

His expression suddenly became lost: "Azhao...I..."

"What, what's wrong?" I became anxious.

He let out a long sigh of relief, a little depressed.

"I lost you on your anniversary...today, it's the 247th day."

…………

I was stunned.

"Why, why?"

A little incoherent, the feeling of pain suddenly hit my heart.

"Don't think about it."

He leaned over and kissed away my unshed tears.

"Stop feeling sad about these past events."

"Just thinking about me is enough for now."

"Let's shed tears for who I am now."

He kissed my lips, from light to hard, and swallowed my unspoken distress and sobs.

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