my brother is scumbag

"--what?"

Before Mori Yui could speak, another voice sounded first.

Dazai's attitude of ignoring him successfully angered Chuya Nakahara.

The ochre-haired boy took a step forward and stepped on the chair that had fallen to the ground. He raised his eyelids, although the cobalt blue eyes were slightly blurred due to drunkenness, but they landed on Dazai, and then, He raised his hand and pressed the head of the girl in his arms, and pressed her head back to his shoulder.

Yui Mori: "...?"

She hiccupped in a bewilderment, and immediately forgot what she wanted to do just now, coupled with the comfort brought by the power pouring into her body, mixed with the alcohol, it turned into drowsiness and enveloped her again.

So she followed the hand behind her head without any resistance, tilted her head, and put her cheek against Nakahara Chuya's shoulder, closed her eyes slightly, and dozed off.

The smile on Dazai's face faded slightly.

And Zhong Yuanzhong also caught this change, he let out a huff, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a wild and wanton smile.

"No one - least of all you mackerel - can control everything in front of me!"

He is the gravity user who controls everything!

The moment his voice fell, all the surrounding objects were shrouded in dark red light, and with the effect of gravity, they rose into the air in unison.

"Tsk."

Dazai suppressed the smile on his face, even if his supernatural powers are nullified, but when these things are deactivated, the impact force will not be weakened, and it hurts to hit him, and Dazai hates pain.

Dazai took a few steps back wisely, exited the bar, and stood at the door looking at Chuya Nakahara, who lost his target and began to wreak havoc on the internal environment.

However, even at this time, probably because Dazai still remembered Dazai's intention to ignore his abduction of Mori Yui before, Nakahara never let go of his arms around the girl's waist.

"Dazai, you bastard, come out for me—!"

If he alone, it may really not be able to solve it.

Dazai squeezed his chin in thought, rolled his eyes, and finally fell on the bartender who was hiding in the corner and trying to reduce his presence, slowly moving towards the door, his kite-colored eyes suddenly lit up.

There is a way!

When Nakahara kicked a table again, he heard a sound from the door.

"Slug spirit, come out if you have the ability~"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, turned his head abruptly, his cobalt blue eyes narrowed slightly, locked on the figure at the door like some kind of big cat.

"Mackerel bastard?"

Although the figure was standing not far from the door, the lights inside and outside the bar dimmed at some point, making the figure's face blurry.

But the black windbreaker that the figure is wearing can still be vaguely seen, as well as the traces of bandages exposed.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with the height, and if you look closely at this figure, you will find that your legs seem to be shaking.

But this kind of attire that clearly belonged to Dazai was enough to fool the drunk Nakahara Chuya.

Under the aggressive method, he rushed to the door without thinking, raised his fist, and put on a ferocious smile on his face.

"Die, mackerel—!"

When he was about to rush to the door, a foot stretched out silently, and at the same time reached into his arms at an extremely fast speed.

Gravity was eliminated at the moment of contact, and Zhong Yuanzhong also staggered, but his arms were empty, and then turned his head to see the back of a black-haired boy wearing only a white shirt and black pants.

and wild laughter.

"Hahahahaha, stupid slug!"

Nakahara Chuya's eyes widened, and he wanted to chase subconsciously, but just as he lifted his feet, he was hugged.

"Yes, I'm sorry—!"

Frightened by the sudden burst of murderous aura on Chuya Nakahara, the bartender who was wearing Dazai's windbreaker and was forced to tie a bandage on the same place closed his eyes and apologized loudly. He hugged Nakahara Chuya's leg tightly.

After all, compared to Nakahara Chuya, who has just joined mafia, Dazai, who has already shown his frightening means, is more deterrent.

On the other side, Dazai, who successfully kidnapped Mori Yui, returned home.

With brisk steps and humming, he skillfully pried open the room that belonged to Mori Yui, and then put her on the bed.

After doing all this, he stood by the head of the bed, looking down at Yui Mori on the bed.

The girl was lying on her side, her cheeks flushed because of drunkenness.As if realizing that she was back on the comfortable bed, she unconsciously rubbed the soft pillow against her cheek, her long black hair was spread out on the sheet, making her even more petite than her already curled up body.

She closed her eyes, as if she was about to fall asleep.

So Dazai looked at it, but felt a little unwilling.

He casually pulled a chair over and sat down, leaned forward, put one hand on the edge of the bed, and watched Mori Yui very closely.

"Knot, clothes, sauce."

He pronounced her name word by word, and with this frequency, poked her cheek.

The movement of sleeping sideways would have accumulated flesh on her face, and with Yui Mori's age, her cheeks looked chubby.

When the fingertips exerted a little force on her face, the sunken curvature could be clearly seen, but as soon as it was moved away, it would return to its original plump state again.

Originally, Dazai just moved casually, but unexpectedly found that the hand feels good, so he poked it a few more times, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

"Yuki-chan~Yuki-chan~Yuki-chan~"

He kept calling her name.

It was clearly intended to harass, but Dazai's voice was subconsciously lowered.

Naturally, this small movement only caused her eyelashes to flutter a few times in response, and did not wake her up.

But her reaction attracted Dazai's attention, the hand that was poking his cheek moved up, and began to fiddle with the curly eyelashes deliberately with his fingertips, and got a new pleasure.

But Dazai has always been easy to like the new and dislike the old, and soon, he lost interest.

"Ah, really."

He sighed, withdrew his hand, and silently looked at the sleeping face who was very close to him.

Dazai was thinking about recent events.

Something doesn't seem quite right, he thought.

In fact, Dazai revealed to Mori Ogai that Nakahara Chu can also be immune to the ability of Yui's eyes, he did it on purpose.

With this restriction, Mori Ogai will feel more at ease with Mori Yui.

Then, there will be more time left for her, and Dazai will be able to find a more suitable way to push her up.

Otherwise, if it continues, either Mori Ogai will set up a trap in advance, or Mori Yui's eyes will go blind first.

This is not okay, Dazai thought.

Compared with Mr. Mori, he still thinks Yui-chan is more pleasing to the eye. If he is out too soon, he will not be able to continue watching the show.

Of course, he did this for a little reason, because he didn't want to see Yui Mori go blind.

If the other eye is also blind, wouldn't it be a disabled person directly? This kind of ending is a bit miserable.

After all, they have lived under one roof for so long.

However, Mori Ogai's actions were somewhat unexpected to Dazai, and Nakahara was also arranged to be Mori Yui's colleague, not his.

Another thing that surprised him was that Mori Yui and Nakahara Nakaka also quickly became acquainted, and even had a vaguely intimate relationship.

Thinking of this, Dazai felt a little uncomfortable.

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"What's so good about that little dwarf~"

he muttered softly.

No one knows, the reason why Yui and Nakahara didn't find Dazai today is because Dazai has always followed behind them.

Seeing these two people racking their brains, furious, but still unable to find themselves, Dazai felt very happy, if it wasn't because he was assigned a sudden task midway, he would probably have followed like this forever.

As a result, what he didn't expect was that when he finished the task and came back to look for it, he found that these two people had given up looking for it.

Actually!give up!up!

And also drank wine!

As if you have completely forgotten yourself, you cling to me intimately, I hug you, and then you become a drunk.

Of course Dazai was very unhappy.

He hated to see this scene.

That little guy in Zhongya, why?

Obviously, Yui is his [toy].

……

Once again, it must be emphasized that a hangover feels bad.

Especially when I woke up with a splitting headache and walked out of the room to see the mackerel that didn't reflect on my behavior at all, I felt my head hurt even more.

In this case, I chose not to suppress myself, so I beat him up.

Unexpectedly, when we went out and approached the mafia building, Dazai started acting like a demon again.

His normal gait turned into a limp, and he sobbed while wiping tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes.

"Yuki-chan, even if you treat me like this, I won't hate you."

I clearly felt that the secret gazes of people entering and exiting the mafia building on me and Dazai began to become strange.

Damn, this guy!

I turned around and covered his mouth, preventing him from continuing.

"Dazai."

I squeezed out a smile, called out to him, and motioned him to turn his head with me and look at the trash can not far from us. The hand that had blocked his mouth turned into a motion of grabbing his collar.

I calmly said: "Tell me, which category do you want to enter? Hazardous garbage or non-recyclable garbage?"

Dazai and I looked at the trash can together, pondered for a while, and said solemnly: "It's harmful."

Very good, it seems that this guy still has self-knowledge, I nodded and was about to stuff him into the trash can.

"But even so—"

Dazai suddenly raised his voice.

"I won't let that dwarf succeed either!"

"What the hell are you talking about, you bastard!"

Nakahara Chuya who appeared suddenly kicked him, but Dazai dodged it. Facing Nakahara Chuya's attack, Dazai shouted back without hesitation:

"I'm talking about you, Chuya! I didn't know how to respect my seniors when I just joined Mafia, and even tried to insert myself into other people's relationships in a cunning way—"

"Shut up!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also yelled back, "You bastard, I haven't bothered with you about publishing that journal, and about you teasing me yesterday—!"

"Ha, isn't that because you don't know how to keep a proper distance, and you want to be so close to Yui-chan?"

When I noticed that the eyes of those people gathering on me became more and more wrong.

I:"……"

Ah, my head hurts even more.

Can you put both of them in the trash can?

Damn it, my reputation! !