In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

Under Atsushi Nakajima's stunned eyes, which seemed to have turned into a sculpture, the young man flicked his jacket, revealing his slender waist, and there was a burst of excited whistling and clapping in the bar.And he obviously enjoyed it very much, he picked up a glass of cocktail from the table and drank it down in one gulp.

"Well Iwaswalkinforsometime (Sometimes I walkin') WhenIcameacrossthissign (When I pass this sign)

Sayin "whoareyouandwhereareyoufrom" (say who you are, where are you from?) Wedon'tlikewhenvisitorscome (we don't welcome visitors)

"NoTrespassing" that'whatitsaid (it says "No Trespassing")

Atleast that's what I could read

NoTrespassingYeah, myass!

Waittillyagetaloadofme! (Wait till you look at me carefully!)" The liquor dripping from the corners of his lips looked sparkling under the light, and those dark pupils seemed to be filled with stars in champagne at the moment, in the ambiguous Under the lights, he looked blurred and full of evil. He played the guitar fiercely, stomping his feet on the wooden boards on the stage vigorously, and the colorful lights covered him with a Chinese robe.

Atsushi Nakajima was about to cry, especially when he spotted a man in a sand-colored trench coat among a group of excited men and women, waving his wine glass and slapping the table.

And obviously some young people above were dancing their bodies violently, letting the sweat sway, he laughed and strummed the guitar, and the metal pendant on his body made a tinkling sound.

"Hey, guy! Why not to gether" He smiled, and he wrapped his arms around the woman next to him, letting her red lips stick to his face, and then pushed her away mercilessly.As if a pulley was installed under his feet, he slipped in front of the white-haired boy very smoothly, and directly stretched out his long arms to hook Atsushi Nakajima's neck.

"Wait?! Akutagawa, what are you going to do!" Atsushi Nakajima turned pale with fright. On the one hand, it was because of the crowd that crowded them, and on the other hand, he found that he couldn't break free unless he used his ability.The young man wrapped his neck affectionately, forcibly bringing him back from the edge to the center of the stage.

"Let'ssing! Mybro, We'resupposed to conquer the world together! (We should conquer the world together)" He laughed wildly and applauded, picked up a glass of unidentifiable wine from the table and forced it into his hand, "No one can stopus, just as no one can stop arocket from flying to the moon! (No one can stop us, just like no one can stop a rocket from going to the moon) "This guy is drunk!Half of Atsushi Nakajima's body hugged by him was stiff, and he was forced to stuff a wine glass in his hand, and he was still listening to the man's vague and fast English, wishing to slap himself who suggested going out in the morning.Especially when he saw Osamu Dazai standing in the crowd with a smirk and blatantly taking pictures with his mobile phone, Atsushi Nakajima felt that his eyes were darkened and his reputation was at stake.

"Don'tworry, we'll throw the brakes away! (Don't worry, let's throw the brakes away!)" He hooked the white-haired boy's stiff neck like plaster, and sprayed the alcohol in his mouth on his ears, as if flirting, the words The ending sound is long and long, "Don't worry about any rules. Anyway, We have nothing at all~" (Don't worry about any rules, we have nothing anyway)

Atsushi Nakajima raised his eyes stiffly, just in time to meet those eyes that were as dark as the night and covered with a layer of drunken alcohol, and he stared blankly at the smile on the corner of the young man's lips, surrounded by The smell of alcohol around them became more and more intense, and the nerve called intuition in the brain screamed crazily.

God is good, no matter what kind of god is good, hurry up and save him!The author has something to say: Recommended BGM: "Trespassing"