Cos Yokohama diva's daily life

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Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and it seemed that she had only moved one frame forward. Nakaya's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and then under Dazai's nervous breathing, she slowly opened her misty eyes.

Moisture still remained in the cobalt blue eyes, which turned into teardrops as soon as they came into contact with the air, and fell down the face, awakening Zhong Ye's mind that was still immersed in memories.

The focus of her eyes was gradually concentrated, slowly moving up from Dazai's chest directly in front, and finally bumped into Dazai's worried eyes.

"Ah, Zhi?" Zhong Ye babbled slowly, like an unoiled machine.

Seeing this situation, Fukuzawa Yukichi quietly exited the office, closed the door, and thoughtfully left space for the two of them.

Chuya didn't notice the leaving of a person in the room at all, his eyes were only on Dazai, and although Dazai noticed, he still cared more about Chuuya's current situation.

He took Zhongya's hand and led her to sit down, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhongye's eyes with his thumb.

"I'm crying like a tabby cat."

There was no mirror in the room, and Zhong couldn't see what she looked like now, but the wet feeling on her face could also tell how embarrassed she was now.

There were no paper towels in the room, and it was unclear whether they had been used up and hadn't been replenished, or if they didn't exist in the first place, so Dazai could only use his own shirt to wipe Chuya's tears.

"It's a good thing I'm wearing long-sleeved clothes today, and I can wipe the sleeves for you, so no one else can tell," although there is a detective outside who will definitely see it, "If it's short-sleeved, my clothes might be dirty." I can't go out and meet people."

Dazai complained like this on his mouth, but the movements of his hands were as gentle as the face of a cotton being touched.

Chuya's nose felt sore, tears fell suddenly, and flowers bloomed on Dazai's sleeve.

Dazai looked at the tear stains that were constantly expanding on his sleeve, sighed, put Chuya's head on his chest, and hugged her: "Cry if you want, I'm here."

Even though Chuya didn't say anything, Dazai knew why she was crying.

At the beginning, he was a little lucky, but his memory of that world was also blurred.

Unlike him, Chuya, who grew up under the care of his parents, has a deep relationship with his parents. In the face of such a sudden parting, Chuya's pain can be imagined.

Dazai's words were like a switch that opened Chuya's tears, and Chuya no longer suppressed his emotions, and burst into tears.

Across a door, the members of the Armed Detective Agency fell silent when they heard the faint cries coming from the room, looked at each other for a while, then sat upright in unison, and concentrated on the work at hand.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had no job, put his hands in his hands and silently looked at the sky outside the window.

Immediately, the entire room was filled with the intermittent sound of typing and the chaotic sound of turning pages.

The crying in the president's office lasted for a long time. From the initial wailing, it gradually became quieter. In the later period, people outside the office could hear it, but no one else could hear it.

In the end, even the keen hearing could not hear anything.

Chuya hiccupped with red eyes, and said with difficulty: "Father, mother, yes, okay, right..."

Chuya knew how well they had lost their only daughter, but it was impossible for Dazai to say that anyway.

"It will be fine, it will be fine, uncles and aunts are with each other, and it will be fine slowly."

Time will be the best healer.

Zhong also can only hope so, across the world, all she can do is such weak hope.

Dazai knew that his poor words could not comfort Chuya, so he held Chuya's hand and gently comforted her back, hoping to help her calm down a little.

"Aji, will you, regret it?"

I regret going to cos with me that day.

"I also thought that it would be great if we didn't go out that day, or didn't take that road," Dazai didn't deny, "I don't know if we are lucky or unlucky."

Unfortunately, I encountered a car accident; fortunately, I encountered crossing.

"But to me, you are the most important thing. As long as you are still by my side, even if I am a little unlucky, I am lucky."

He was even a little thankful that he was able to have a healthy body in this world.

Although there is still a hidden danger in this body, this hidden danger is now under control, and the child will be born in the middle of the day, and the excess strength will be distributed, so this hidden danger can be completely resolved.

There is still a long, long time that Zhong Ye can accompany him.

Seeing that Chuya was about to cry again, Dazai quickly said: "I didn't say this to make you cry. If you cry again, I don't have anything on me to wipe your tears."

The two sleeves and the front chest of Dazai's shirt were already soaked with Chuya's tears, and there was no room for Chuya to continue wiping his tears.

"Wait a minute and you go out with a face, they are going to laugh at you."

Zhong also still pays attention to his image outside, at least he won't let so many people look at him crying so embarrassingly.

However, she cried so loudly just now that people outside probably heard it.

Thinking of this, Chuya's face flushed with embarrassment, tears rolled in his eyes, and he forgot to fall for a moment.

She wiped her face fiercely, and said somewhat self-defeatingly: "Just make a joke."

Dazai touched the red spot on Nakaya's face, "It doesn't hurt, it hurts even when I look at it, face is important, isn't face important?"

"Actually, it's okay." Zhong also said a little weakly.

Dazai didn't say whether it was good or bad, "Didn't you say you were going to eat hot pot before you came here? Are you still going now?"

Zhongye's mood fluctuated too much, and after crying for so long, he was exhausted both mentally and physically, and he was not in a good mood, so he shook his head and said, "I won't go."

"That's good, I don't have to go back and change my clothes so much." Dazai smiled and said, "But as compensation for my clothes, how about you cooking me lunch? I haven't eaten your meal for a long time gone."

"My eyes are swollen, do you still want me to cook?" But then she asked again: "What time is it?"

Dazai turned on the phone, "It's 10:30."

"It's almost time, let's buy some food on the way back..." But Zhong also thought of the distressed appearance of himself and Dazai, and said, "Let your men go and buy it, what do you want to eat?"

"As long as you burn it, I can do it." Dazai threw the question back to Chuya.

Whatever you want is fine, this kind of answer is no different from no answer, Zhong also has no choice but to think for himself.

"How about coke chicken wings, tomato scrambled eggs, and seaweed tofu soup?"

"Okay, then what I want to buy is Coke, chicken wings, tomatoes, eggs, kelp and tofu." Dazai said while typing on his mobile phone, and then sent it to his subordinates after getting a positive answer from Zhongya.

"Okay," Dazai looked up, "Let's go home."

"Hmm." Zhong also nodded.

Dazai raised his hand to help Zhongya straighten her hair, put it behind her ears, and wiped his face with the back of his hand, "It's much better this way, let's go."

As the door of the president's office opened, everyone in the detective agency looked at the two people who came out together from the door either secretly or directly.

Seeing Chuya's distressed appearance, [Osamu Dazai] rarely said anything, just took a look and then closed his eyes again, leaning back on the chair, wearing earphones, with a relaxed appearance.

"Like a rabbit." Edogawa Ranpo whispered something, drawing disapproving looks from Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Aa's Daifuku and Chouyuyaki, and BB's soufflé are both delicious. I recommend strawberry soufflé. When you ask someone to buy it, bring me a copy too."

"Okay." Zhong also agreed with a smile.

Others felt that it was inappropriate to say anything at this time. In the end, only Tanizaki Naomi made an appointment to let Chuya have time to visit them, and then Zhong also bid farewell to everyone in the detective agency.

"Aji, let's buy the Daifuku and dorayaki from AA's house, and the strawberry souffle from BB's house."

"it is good."

"Don't forget Mr. Ranpo's. No, I'd better buy more and let everyone in the detective agency eat together."

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Afraid of a power outage tomorrow, I will update it in advance... I am too sleepy and my brain can easily short-circuit ozr