Yokohama singer is also working hard to remove the curse today

"Chuya, you still don't plan to join the club?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was packing up the textbooks on the table when he heard someone chanting his name suddenly.Looking up, it was his next table, a boy named Ueda Koichi.The young man has a vigorous smile, and he speaks and handles things very familiarly. He can be regarded as a classmate who has a good relationship with Zhongyuan Zhongye in the class.

Nakahara also buckled the handbag and said "hmm" as a response to Koichi Ueda's inquiry.The somewhat indifferent tone did not make Ueda Koichi retreat, but still stuck to Nakahara Nakaya, and while following him out of the classroom, he still kept a warm smile and chattered on his own.

"Hey, Chuya, don't you plan to participate in some club activities? Your brother is the legendary Atobe senior. I thought you would join a sports club like the tennis club, but it turned out to be the home club—— High school students should take part in more club activities to show off their youth!" After finishing speaking, he smacked his mouth and said thoughtfully: "Could it be that it is just like the rumors that you are full of courses in your spare time, what about finance courses?" The emperor learned..."

Zhongyuanzhong also couldn't laugh or cry: "Where did you hear the gossip?"

"Girls are passing it on." Ueda Koichi said as a matter of course: "You are the younger brother of that Atobe senior, and you will definitely inherit the Atobe family in the future. Your academic performance and sports are so good——"

As soon as I said this, it seemed to be in line with Ueda Koichi's words. Two handsome girls with bangs and black long straight hair pushed me and I pushed you, and they walked to Zhongya with blushing faces. In front of him, he wanted to hand over a bag of handmade biscuits carefully decorated with ribbons and love patterns to Nakahara Chuya. Before Zhongya could answer, the two ran away happily as if they had completed a major task.

"Someone gave you a gift again." Ueda Koichi said enviously: "It's only been a few days since school started, and so many people have already given you a gift. How nice of a handsome guy."

Nakahara also smiled, opened the biscuit bag in his hand, took out a piece and put it in his mouth, then put the biscuit and the bag all in the hands of Ueda Hiroshi: "It's a pity that I really have a hard time with sweets, and I'll leave the rest to you La."

"Come on!" After getting a bag of sweet and delicious biscuits, Ueda Koichi said happily, not caring that the bag of biscuits was not originally given to him.

After bidding farewell to Koichi Ueda, who was busy participating in club activities, Chuya Nakahara went straight to the school gate.There was already a driver waiting for him there to take him to the station, after which Nakahara would take the nearest tram to Yokohama.

This kind of thing has been repeated countless times in the more than eight years since he crossed. Even though he knew that Yokohama no longer had the familiar port mafia, Nakahara Chuya still didn't want to give up, and he held the only possibility many times. Going to and from Yokohama, trying to find the possibility of getting him back from there, or meeting anyone who ever met in Yokohama.

A rustling sound interrupted Chuya Nakahara's contemplation. He stopped and looked sideways at a hidden corner of the campus not far away.

The voice sounded like a fight, mixed with ridicule and insults, and the meaning behind these voices made him frown.

school violence.

This is not the first time Zhongyuanzhong has discovered such a thing.For the Japanese, who are extremely concerned about generation, violence and bullying permeate every corner of society, especially in schools.Especially in the Bingdi where he works, the gap between the rich and the poor is too large, and the strict superior-subordinate relationship can easily lead to the birth of campus violence.Before, there was Keigo Atobe, and with his personal charm and strong leadership, he could suppress the students below, but since he graduated and went to university, those things that were suppressed came out like a blowout.It's just that these people usually cover up very well, and they are rarely caught.

Nakahara Chuya didn't want to care about these things at first. He lived in a world where the weak and the strong preyed on him since he was a child. Teenagers had already picked up guns and guns to snatch survival sites and resources. No one has the morals of the common man.

However, life in this world in the past eight years has finally permeated Nakahara Chuya little by little, especially this school is a place that Keigo Atobe cares about very much. He doesn't want these messy things to stain this place.

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked towards that corner without thinking, and as expected, he saw three female students surrounding a girl and committing violence.The beaten girl shrank into a ball, her black hair stuck to her face in a mess, but she stubbornly refused to let out a cry of pain.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also said coldly.

The three female students who were being violent were taken aback for a moment, and turned around in panic.The leading girl, Nakahara Chu, was also somewhat familiar. She seemed to be a student with excellent academic performance in the third year of high school. I heard that her family was also quite outstanding, and she seemed to be called "Minako Sai".

The moment Minako Sai saw Nakahara Chuya, the panic in her eyes quickly disappeared, and she quickly relaxed: "So it's my junior."

In this school, the seniors are always superior to others. Even if the juniors witness the scene of violence, they can still threaten them with arrogance, and even set the target of violence on the other party.As the younger generation, the bullied can only endure silently, not daring to resist.

In contrast, the two female companions around her were much more flustered after seeing Nakahara Chuya, they quickly pulled Minako Sai's sleeves, and whispered: "This is Nakahara Chuya from the first year of high school! "

Minako Sai was stunned for a moment when she heard the name, and then belatedly realized who the boy in front of her was.

The younger brother of Keigo Atobe, a first-year student who has become a man of the hour since he entered school.

Although the younger brother of Keigo Atobe's surname "Central Plains" has always been the gossip and curiosity of the students, and there are various speculations, but no matter what, the surname "Atobe" has an absolute status and weight in Bingdi .Ordinary students admire Keigo Atobe, who is symbolized by the surname, while these outstanding students are afraid of the Atobe family behind the surname.

Minako Sai's face changed instantly, she didn't even bother to find some excuses for herself, she hurriedly left with the other two female companions as if fleeing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also ignored them, sighing in his heart that the surname "Atobe" is really useful, and walked forward a few steps, reaching out to the girl on the ground, ready to pull her up.

However, the other party ignored Nakahara Chuya's hand, slowly but firmly stood up from the ground, revealing the face full of bruises and scars.Those eyes that were partly covered by her hair showed an extremely complicated expression when she saw Nakahara Nakaya. Then, she withdrew her gaze, covered her wound with one hand, and staggered towards the direction opposite to the school gate.

Zhong Yuanzhong also watched her leave, but did not let go of his frowning.

It's not about the girl's concern, but Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a faint, very familiar feeling from the girl.

What does it feel like?

After Chuya Nakahara arrived in Yokohama, he still hadn't figured out the answer to the question.

Walking on the streets of Yokohama, the memory seems to be pulled out with every step, and the scenes of the past emerged in front of my eyes. When Nakahara came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the original location of Radium Boulevard.

Without supernatural powers, the military base used to study supernatural powers and singularities would naturally not exist, and it would not create "Huangba spit", triggering supernatural powers to go berserk, thus forming Radium Bowl Street.

Now this place is replaced by a commercial street, young couples stroll down the street holding hands, the sweetness visible to the naked eye.

And the place where he and Osamu Dazai met once, has now become a coffee shop.Every time Chuya Nakahara came to Yokohama, he would sit in that store for a while, whatever he was doing, or read a book casually, or chat with the clerks and customers.More often, he would order a cup of coffee and just sit by the window, watching the passers-by come and go in a daze for a while, filled with a touch of loss and nostalgia in his heart.

His cell phone rang without any warning at this moment, and Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled out his thoughts from the memory and connected the phone.

"Hey...it's brother Jingwu, what's the matter?"

"Dinner with the tennis club? So what?"

"...Okay, I'll go back right away."

Zhong Yuan also picked up the coffee cup on the table and drank it down.

"Why did you leave so early today? Is there an appointment?" When paying the bill, the familiar female clerk casually teased.

Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled at her: "Where is the date? My mother is complaining. My father and brother have gone out. No one will accompany her to finish the meal. I am a little unhappy."

"You have such a good relationship with your family." The female clerk said while handing him the change: "Our store has a new coffee, I will keep it for you when you come next time."

"Then I'm welcome."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Chuya Nakahara opened the door and left with a burst of crisp wind chimes.

Ten minutes later, the wind chimes sounded again.

"A cup of hand-ground coffee." The voice of the visitor was pleasant, with the immatureness of a teenager, but the calmness of an adult in his pleasant tone.

The female clerk couldn't help but glanced at the other party quietly, her appearance was not inferior to the charm of her voice, and she looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was unsmiling, with a deep look in her eyes that didn't match her age.

The most eye-catching thing is the bandage exposed from the boy's neck and his wrist when he inadvertently raised his hand.

Are you injured?What a pity, such a handsome guy.

The female clerk sighed quietly in her heart while preparing the coffee.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about the small thoughts of the female shop assistant, but sat by the window alone, resting his chin on one hand and silently looking at the pedestrians on the road.

This appearance made the female clerk who was about to deliver coffee look at it for a while, without him, aside from the appearance and temperament, this appearance is too much like Zhongye in the Central Plains.Especially when the other party got the coffee and threw several cubes of sugar into the coffee as if free of money, she finally couldn't hold back and said, "Don't you think it's too sweet with so much sugar?"

The young man put down the tweezers, stirred with a small spoon, and whispered, "Life is already bitter enough, if you don't eat sweets, how will you survive?"

The female clerk couldn't help laughing: "Then you really look a lot like a regular customer in our store."

The boy stirred the coffee for a moment, and his originally calm and silent face suddenly wanted to be filled with color, and even his eyes were filled with life.He raised his head and looked closely at the female clerk, but unfortunately, she didn't notice the change in the boy's expression, but raised his chin and looked up, trying to find the memory in his mind: "I remember he told me at that time, He has a friend who likes to drink coffee like this, but he doesn’t like to drink sweet ones, and he has never tried it before, so now he also wants to try the taste his friend drank.”

The boy's hand holding the coffee cup trembled inaudibly.

"Ah, I seem to talk too much." The female clerk suddenly realized that she was a little too natural, and immediately smiled embarrassedly, and said in a coy way: "I can talk a lot when I can't help it, and I bring you Sorry to bother you."

"It's nothing." The boy shook his head, picked up the coffee and took a sip, feeling the bitterness and sweetness on the tip of his tongue, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Is there a guest who looks like me? If there is a chance, I really want to meet him." The boy put down his coffee cup and stood up.

"Unfortunately, I suddenly have some urgent business, so I can't enjoy it to the full. Can I trouble you?"

"of course can."

"Please don't tell that guest who resembles me, is there such a person who resembles him?" He raised a finger to the corner of his lips and blinked ambiguously: "Secrets are more romantic what~"

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The phone in his pocket suddenly rang violently, and the young man who had just walked out of the shop answered the call.

"Mr. Dazai, where are you?" The voice was eager but with obvious respect and fear.

Osamu Dazai paused, turned his head, and his eyes stayed on the signboard of the coffee shop. Countless emotions merged and burst out in his eyes, but finally turned into a faint smile.

"It's nothing, it's just a rare trip back, and I'm interested in revisiting the old place."

He retracted his gaze and walked towards a black car in the distance.The breeze blew past, and his voice drifted away with the wind.

"...Don't worry, I won't come again."