my brother is scumbag

When I roared, my fists hardened, and I was about to start slaughtering, I found that this guy didn't run around bluffing like usual, but stood there for some reason, staring at me with wide eyes.

He seemed to be wondering about something.

So I seized this opportunity and beat Dazai, the mackerel, hard.

After the beating, I was refreshed and finally in the mood to ask him why he came to my room in the middle of the night.

"Aba Aba..."

Dazai was lying on my bed with disheveled clothes, murmuring unconsciously, like an innocent boy who had been ravaged.

I really felt hot-eyed—obviously I was just slaughtering every day—and said angrily: "My attack is already very light."

If I really tried hard, he should be lying in the hospital by now, instead of occupying most of my bed with his hands and feet spread out.

...Although the intensity of the beating is indeed a little heavier than before.

But it's also because Dazai did something wrong in the middle of the night, he had to sneak into my room quietly, stand on my bedside, and say such things to me, it reminded me of the person I really don't want to remember... Ah, no , that bastard is clearly no longer a human being.

"But, it really hurts." Dazai looked at me with dark eyes, "And after Yui-chan beat me up, she was still so fierce."

Unhappiness was written all over his face, and his body language fully showed that he needed to be coaxed to get up now.

I:"……"

There is a feeling of hard fist again.

Obviously it was Dazai who woke me up in the middle of the night, but in the end he seemed to be the one who was woken up, and reluctantly told me the reason.

He is going to collect the net, but because he may encounter a large number of enemies, he needs my protection.

I asked him what net to charge.

Dazai just smiled, but didn't say an answer.

On the way, I recalled Dazai's missions in the past few days, and found that because his heart was too dark, his hands were too fast, and there were many victims, I really couldn't find out which victim it was for a while.

It wasn't until I saw the familiar silver-haired boy among the group of people searching by the cliff that I was sure of the answer.

Oh, it's the king of sheep that fell into the pit.

When I got them under control, Dazai crouched on the edge of the cliff, talking to the bottom.There was a malicious smile on his face, and his tone sounded gloating.

"Ah, really, Chuya, why are you in such a mess."

I can't see the bottom of the cliff from this direction, but I can hear a hoarse voice from below, which is from Zhongya in the Central Plains.

He was suspecting that Dazai had come to rescue him on purpose, just to bribe him.

Dazai quickly denied that he didn't want to save a dwarf.

"Dazai."

I already had a rough idea of ​​what Dazai was going to do, and cooperated with him, "Don't delay, let's leave after the enemy is dealt with. There are still many things to do."

Dazai stood up, echoing my words briskly.

"I know."

But Dazai only took a step or two before he was stopped.

"and many more."

Dazai and I looked towards the edge of the cliff together, watching Nakahara Nakaya struggling to climb up, panting heavily.

His face was a little pale, his body was shaking a little, he quickly glanced at the spot and didn't respond to the outside world at all... 0340; Shirase, his pupils shrank slightly, "Psychic power..." He Whispering the word, he finally turned his head to look at us.

"The solution...does it include him?"

Both Dazai and I could tell that the 'he' that Chuya Nakahara said meant Shirase.

"That's right," Dazai's tone was taken for granted, "We have received news that the members of 'Sheep' will join the Takase Club, and of course we must defeat them before this cooperation is concluded."

I clasped my arms around my chest and nodded, "We didn't care about the destruction done by 'sheep' to Mafia last time, but this time it's not so easy."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at us fixedly, sweat slipped from his forehead, his condition looked very poor, I am afraid that it is difficult to use gravity, otherwise he would not have climbed the cliff just now.

And in this situation, he also understands that there is no way to stop me and Dazai from doing so.

So, although his expression showed that he had figured out that he had been dug by someone's design, he had to make a choice.

But under the circumstances that Dazai has seen through his character, it is a choice, but in fact there is only one possibility.

So, when we came out, it was me and Dazai, and on the way back, there was one more guy.

The extra one was Chuya Zhongyuan, who was in a coma.

I smelled the blood on his body, and after checking, I found that the wound came from the back, only a small distance from the heart, and the blood oozing from the wound was slightly black, obviously poisonous.

You don't need to think about it to know that the one who can hurt Zhongye in the Central Plains under the gravity ability, and still hurt in this position, will only be someone he trusts.

"It's miserable."

I couldn't help but sigh.

There is one thing to say, although Zhongyuan Zhongye doesn't know how to maintain an organization, but he is really benevolent to the 'sheep' within the scope of what he can do.

"Instead of caring about him, Yui-chan needs to care more about me."

With Nakahara Chuya behind his back, Dazai complained thoughtlessly, puffed up his cheeks and looked at me with dissatisfaction, "I'm the one who carried the back."

"Then I will carry it instead."

In the end, Dazai changed his words again, "Forget it, the little dwarf is too heavy. If Yui-chan carries it on his back, it will affect his future height."

I gave him a sideways glance, and said indifferently: "What, if you're worried about your height, I've carried you on my back too."

When I cooperated with Dazai before, how many times have I hugged him, and it doesn't matter to me to carry Nakahara again.Moreover, Nakahara is also shorter than Dazai, and looks like a slender figure. I don't think he is heavier than Dazai.

Dazai snorted twice, mumbled and didn't know what he was talking about, but in the end he carried Nakahara Nakaya back to the house with a mumble along the way.

As soon as he arrived at the house, Dazai couldn't wait to throw Nakahara Nakaya off his back. In a coma, he fell directly to the ground and let out a muffled groan, as if he had been hurt by the wound.

But this did not arouse Dazai's guilt, even the guy was very tired from reading non-stop, and then got into the kitchen.

"You can only open one can, Dazai."

I said this with a heavy tone behind his back.

Dazai's back froze, and he turned his head slowly, "But I'm so tired after carrying this guy on my back~" He softened his tone, his kite-colored eyes widened, round like cats, trying to pretend to be pitiful and persuasive I change my mind.

"You can only open one." My tone was unwavering, "Don't think I don't know, you secretly opened several cans in the office, and if you eat any more, your stomach will hurt again. "

There is a precedent for this guy. Every time he feels uncomfortable, he will start to make trouble and act like a monster.

And I was the hardest hit.

Every time, I would be beaten or scolded by his coquettish operation, I just feel exhausted physically and mentally, and feel powerless.

I ignored Dazai who came into the kitchen full of resentment, but walked to Nakahara Nakaya, got him on the sofa, and went to dig out the family medicine box.

Treating Nakahara Chuya's wound was a very simple matter for me. The only problem was that the toxins in his body were a little troublesome, but I gave him some antidote made by my brother.

...Although my brother seems to be an unlicensed black doctor.

However, the potion seemed to have an effect, and Zhong Yuan Zhongye, who had been breathing a little shortly, finally looked better and his breathing became stable, but his brows were still tightly frowned, probably because he had dreamed something that was not very happy.

After confirming that his life was not in danger for the time being, and that he would not burp before officially joining mafia, I clapped my hands, turned around and went into the kitchen, and found Dazai who was trying to open the second can of crab meat.

"Did you find out?" I asked.

"……Um?"

"My eyes don't work on him."

After my words fell, the living room fell silent. After a while, Dazai looked at me with a calm expression.

"Ah."

I nodded, "Then my brother also knows, right?"

"Ah."

"So, he wants Zhongyuan Zhongye to join in order to restrain me, right?"

"Ah."

"...Understood." I let out a long breath, without getting angry, and accepted the matter calmly.

"Yuki-chan."

Dazai looked at me quietly, "Give up the initiative, that's what happens."

"You're right," I nodded, without denying his words, but this is my own choice, so I won't regret it, "So, is he relieved now?"

"..." Dazai frowned, but soon relaxed it, and said vaguely, "Who knows, Mr. Mori always thinks a lot and doubts a lot."

After he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

Dazai took it out to have a look, then pinched it off without changing his face, and when the phone rang again, he took out the battery directly.

It didn't take long for the members of mafia to drive to the door, their tone was good, but their attitude was very firm and they asked Dazai to get in the car.

"It was ordered by the leader."

"..."

Dazai got into the car with a weary expression.

I don't think my brother doesn't know that Chuya Nakahara is in our room now, but his name is only Dazai, which makes me feel a little puzzled.

After closing the door, I turned around and my eyes fell on Nakahara Nakaya who was lying on the sofa.

Isn't he afraid that I will kill Zhongyuan Chuya?

When I had this thought, I saw the ochre-haired boy on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, straightened up, and looked sharply in my direction.

A killing intent flashed in his eyes, but after seeing clearly that it was me, the killing intent weakened slightly, but there was still a little bit left.

"here……"

He glanced at the surrounding environment, then looked down at his bandaged wound, and pursed his lips.

"This is where I live," I said.

He stared at me for a few seconds before...again, "...I thought I'd be in mafia."

I was reminded by him, only to find that something was not right before, obviously I could send Zhongya Zhongya directly to the mafia building, or even throw him in the infirmary for more professional people to deal with his injuries, but why Zhongya Zhongya Will be here now?

...It was only then that I realized that I was led by that guy Dazai's behavior.

I frowned.

Forget it, anyway, that guy will always make some small problems every time, which is a resistance to my brother's ordering him to do things, and this time it is likely to be the same.