Idol coser Mr. Sokin

The tallest and most iconic building in Yokohama is the base of the Port Mafia.

Zong Jin walked all the way, and he really felt the attention paid to this place in the Central Plains.

No one stepped forward to disturb, they were all paying attention.

However, it's not so much the attention to Chuya Central Plains, but the attention to a stranger who looks similar to their cadres... right?

"Hello, you... Zhongyuan."

At the intersection near the port mafia, I walked around the building twice. After the sky had darkened, Zong Jin, who didn’t go in, felt like he heard the sound of nature when he heard the voice of Chuya Zhongyuan. want to sing a song.

For the sake of being saved, let's forget about the Lu Chi attribute being seen by so many people.

The red-haired young man was wearing a coat with a familiar vest shirt inside, and he still smelled of gunpowder smoke.

"I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do this afternoon, so I didn't pick you up." Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked in and looked Zong Jin up and down.

Fortunately, just a little hungry.

But compared to this.

"It doesn't matter, I left the original position." Zong Jin shifted his gaze a little, and then realized that the person in front of him was actually 'myself', so although he was a little embarrassed, he still calmly learned that it would be, "In the afternoon, There is a pharmacy..."

He would have deliberately memorized the name of the pharmacy, but!

what do you say that is?

"Ah, I know." Nakahara Chuya said, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

As soon as it got dark, the temperature also dropped. Zong Jin was still wearing thin everyday clothes, and the short sleeves didn't protect him from the wind.

Not to mention that he has circled around here twice, and the skin on his body is a little stiff at this moment.

I don't know how Zhong Yuanzhong also found out, when Zong Jin nodded, he suddenly felt a slight warmth on his body.

"Put it on, and then go to meet the leader together."

Only the shoulders of this suit jacket have warmth, which is warm enough for Zong Jin now.

He held his coat with one hand to prevent it from slipping off, and when he looked up, he saw the back of Chuya Zhongyuan, and quickly followed him.

"That blue... That guy didn't play tricks on you, did he?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked sideways at Zong Jin.

The two are exactly the same regardless of their appearance and height, but people who are familiar with them can easily distinguish the difference, even if they don't look at Zong Jin's lighter-colored eyes.

In the eyes of the lower ranks of the port mafia, their differences

Very clear.

Zong Jinzhong also obviously did not have the unique atmosphere of Yokohama, a special place.

Behind them passing by, the big man in black looked at each other in an attempt to communicate, and the frequency was perfectly wrong.

A: The Central Plains cadres also have brothers, and they are even artists!

B: It's a pity, Mr. Nakahara is not on the TV.A Hong Kong.Black lower class dog lost its dream.jpg.

A&B: ...

look at each other.

I don't know what the other party wants to express at all, forget it, let's work hard.

Other people's eyesight is already rare for the two of them, even for Nakahara Nakahara, who is a cadre of the port mafia, and Zong Jin, who is an artist and well-known cosplayer, sometimes the opinions of others are not that important.

Zong Jin shook his head: "No."

For him, Osamu Dazai in the setting is too much than the one here.What happened just now is not considered a joke, at most it can only be regarded as a small joke that belongs to Dazai Osamu.

"Really... that's good." Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat to slightly cover his somewhat complicated expression.

Let Chuya Nakahara believe that Dazai Osamu will not play a "Nakahara Chuya" who seems to be simpler than him, and the probability is even lower than that Dazai Osamu will finally be an individual one day.

So he reasonably thought that it would not be because he was simply going too far and didn't know that Osamu Dazai was playing tricks on him... No, according to Dazai's bad temper, he would definitely expose it on the spot after playing tricks.

But... Zong Jin is indeed different from him, maybe getting along with Dazai will be different.

Thinking of the scene where Munechichuya protected Osamu Dazai in the afternoon, Nakahara Chuya felt like he had swallowed a fly. Although he was uncomfortable, he didn't express anything about Munejinchuya's actions. After all, it was another choice of his own.

The difference between the two of them is too obvious.

"During the time you are still here, if you need anything, you are welcome."

In the absence of Osamu Dazai, Nakahara is very smart in himself.

Of course, he also suspected at first that Zong Jinzhong was also a creation of supernatural powers, a conspiracy against the port mafia.

But there is no superpower that can make a supernatural power that even pretends to be a person disguise.

Apart from the intuition that Zhong Yuanzhong also had this when they met, when Zong Jin used his ability, the amount used was weak but it also made him feel that their abilities had the same origin.

He has a good sense of Zong Jin, so he is naturally willing to help.

"Ah." Zong Jin replied when he heard the words, but couldn't help but curled the corner of his lower lip.

He didn't intend to use Zhongyuan Zhongye's identity and property, and he would pay back the accident at the pharmacy, but this has nothing to do with his saying that he is Zhongyuan Zhongye.

And be glad there is no conflict.

Sure enough, it is also very good.

Stepping into the port mafia building and returning the jacket to Chuya, Zong Jin was infected by the serious and cold atmosphere, and followed Zhongyuan Zhongye without saying a word.

On the aisle leading to the elevator came Ozaki Koyo.

"Chuya, this is..." Koyo Ozaki looked at Zongjin with downcast eyes.

Just like in the video, his appearance is exactly the same as that of Zhongyuan Zhongye. The vest and beret gave him more of an artist's breath, only those blue eyes are lighter than Zhongyuan Zhongye's.

Zong Jin's pupils narrowed slightly and he jumped back, his fingertips covered with crimson gravity firmly blocked the stick and sword stabbing at his neck.

"Big sister?!"

"Don't be nervous," Ozaki Koba Asamune smiled, and the golden Yasha came back behind her. "It seems that it is indeed another Chuya. I am sorry for my rudeness just now."

Zongjin could fully understand such a temptation, and the stick and sword that Koyo Ozaki had landed on his vitals earlier did not intend to really attack him.

He quickly added some settings, knowing what kind of attitude he should use to face Ozaki Koye.

"It's okay, Miss Hongye." There was only a thin layer of almost invisible gravity dissipating on Zong Jin's side, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also relieved, but he was stunned when he noticed his address.

Ozaki Momiji, well-known host, dancer.

"...Then, the concubine will be rude first." Ozaki Koyo also had a little interest in her eyes because of the address of Munekin, she nodded to Nakahara Nakaya, and passed them.

The two of them walked towards the elevator again, but the atmosphere was not so tense.

Zong Jin walked beside Zhongye, and he also changed from feeling the atmosphere to paying attention to Zhongye's movement in Zhongyuan, feeling a little helpless.

"Ask whatever you want?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the armed guard not far away, and coughed dryly, "Hey, Miss Hongye?"