The literary vest is wrong!

"That's it, I accidentally fell here while doing a mission..."

Zhong Yuan put a clean towel on the young man with a complicated expression. Seeing the other party blushing drunk, he took the towel and covered his head in a daze, "Then how did you go back?"

He fished the man out of the water together with Osamu Dazai, and took him back to his dormitory out of the conscience of not allowing people to lie on the street. On the way, the other party became more sober, and when he asked, he found out that this man was as old as himself. The unremarkable boy turned out to be Nakahara Chuya from another world.

But it can't be said that they are completely different, at least in terms of hats and wine, as well as body and height.

By the way, there will be peers who look different, the one he saw before is the same as himself, maybe it's because the world is completely different?

From the mouth of the same body, Zhong Yuanzhong has also learned that the other party's world does not have supernatural powers, and he is just a poet who writes poems.

"Well...it's okay, Mr. Secretary will come to find us." "Nakahara Chuya" shook his head carelessly, shaking all the water out of his hair, "But before that, I still need to find Mr. Kenji ——I don’t know where Mr. Kenji has gone.”

After wiping his hair, the blond boy picked up his wet hat and wrung it from the side, looking helpless, "The hat is still wet..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated to speak: "Well, do you want to change your clothes first?"

The clothes on my body are still wet, and I should pay attention to the problem of the hat first, I will catch a cold, "You should also wear my clothes properly."

"Nakahara Chuya" glanced at him, and two words came out of his mouth: "Ah, I didn't expect the same body to be so short. I thought I could see a taller Nakahara Chuya."

The boy put on a regretful tone, Zhongya raised his forehead, I'm really sorry that he is so short, in fact, he didn't want to.

"Zhong is obviously taller than you~"

Just as they were communicating, a word that was not worthy of beating came from the side, "It's just that they are dwarfs—ah, two dwarfs, it's really scary, I will definitely have nightmares at night!"

"Nakahara Chuya" squinted his eyes, looked at the person who was as wet as him, looked him up and down for a while, and said with some hesitation: "Why do you have an annoying fishy smell on your body..."

Osamu Dazai "swimmed" over as if he had no bones, pointed his two fingers at his face, and said shamelessly, "Because I am the super invincible and very handsome Dazai Osamu!"

Zhongyemen: ...

While "Nakahara Chuya" picked up the wine bottle he put on the table, Nakahara Chuya walked over with a blank expression, grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar, and dragged him out of the room: "Suicidal maniac!" Get the hell out of my dormitory!"

"Yiya Chuya killed Kunikida-kun, help—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also dragged the man outside, closed the door, and after a while outside was quiet, he clapped his hands, opened the door again and came in, exhaling deeply.

"It's clean..."

Immediately, he saw the blond-haired counterpart stepping on the chair with one foot in a daze holding the wine bottle, looking at him with a strange look: "Zhong, Zhongyuan, did you kill Dazai?"

"No, although I really want to do this." Nakahara Nakaya's eyes were painful, "But it's a pity, I just threw him back into my dormitory."

"Nakahara Chuya" slowly stretched out his thumb: "Good job."

Without the annoying Osamu Dazai, the two of them will be happy.

"Nakahara Chuya" changed his clothes, and hung his hat on the hanger to dry—ah, he also borrowed a hat from his peers, after all, the head is empty, and he is really not used to it.

Now they are walking on the streets of Yokohama, going to the location of the Armed Detective Agency. It seems that he will stay in this world for a while, and he can't eat and drink at the same body's house all the time. It is better to go to the place where the other party works. See if there is any way I can help.

"I see, Nakahara, you and Dazai are colleagues, so I know the one I know as a colleague." The young man held his precious wine bottle and said, "Your Dazai here is really amazing, and he is different from the one over there." Same."

Nakahara Chuya: "What's the difference?"

"Nakahara Chuya" began to count the things "Dazai Osamu" did: "Every time he gets close to him, he hides, either hides behind Oda Saku or looks for Ango, and sometimes calls Dan to come... Really , will rely on others to protect his peach blossom bastard."

"Isn't it just scaring him to hide in bed and cry, as for seeing me, is it like seeing a ghost?"

As the boy spoke, a little disgust appeared on his face: "It always looks like a mackerel floating in the air, it's so ugly."

As he said one by one, Nakahara Chuya's expression gradually became shocked, "Is your Dazai Osamu like this?"

Nakahara also thinks back on the things that have happened since he met Osamu Dazai for so many years. He was either ridiculed for being a little dwarf or for being aesthetically pleasing. Either his wine cabinet was smashed or his motorcycle was bombed, and he was always thrown away by the other party. He even asked him to write the mission report, his face gradually distorted, and even his tone was extremely difficult: "Why is this one on my side so..."

So cheap?

The blond-haired boy stopped talking, even his footsteps stopped. He put his hand on Nakahara Chuya's shoulder, and said with great pain: "Maybe, this is the price of growing tall..."

They fell into an eerie silence at the same time.

This silence lasted until they came to the Armed Detective Agency. On the way here, Zhong Yuanzhong had already called and explained the matter of the peers, so the boy was welcomed by the members as soon as he entered the door.

Maybe it's because of Nakahara Chuya's extra conscientiousness. Compared with Osamu Dazai, who skipped work all day long, he received a lot of praise from the members of the detective agency, and he was very kind to his peers. Surrounded up.

"They're all wearing hats. They really look like Chuya Nakahara." Yosano Akiko came out of her infirmary in the spirit of joining in the fun, and saw the young man surrounded by members at a glance, "Also I don't know if he has a chance to accept my treatment?"

Nakahara Chuya's ability is too powerful, and it is rare for her to be injured. Even if she is really injured, she can't do it because of the identity of the opponent.

Edogawa Ranbu passed by with a bunch of snacks in his arms, and replied after hearing the words: "Now Yokohama is not in danger, how could he be injured, and the hater is not weak-ah, both haters are."

Yosano Akiko touched his chin: "Is that so, what do you think of Mr. Ranpo?"

"I don't think much about it, it's none of my business anyway." Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes and took a look, then went to his desk with snacks in his arms, "It's just a peer."

He had already seen it four years ago when he met the guy who ran to die, so it was no surprise.

"Is your name Chuya too?" The young man looked at "Nakahara Chuya" curiously. The cute young man with small freckles approached him with bright eyes, "Does Mr. Zhongye also know how to plant rice seedlings?"

Rice transplanting? "Nakahara Chuya" was stopped by the question, his eyes rolled, he glanced at the peer on the side, asked with his eyes, and got a helpless look.

Well...it seems that his peers have also lit up the skill of planting rice?

"Central Plains Chuya" twitched the corners of his mouth, and was about to deny it: "I..." No.

"You will definitely do it!" Miyazawa Kenji happily grabbed the hand of "Nakahara Chuya", "I am so happy, as expected of Chuya-kun, my name is Miyazawa Kenji, let's do farm work together next time !"

The words of "Nakahara Chuya" slammed, and the cat's eyes widened instantly.

In the next second, he excitedly held Kenji Miyazawa's hand, and said loudly, "I know how to plant rice seedlings! Teacher Kenji, please take me with you!"

"Huh?" Zhongya Zhongya looked at the peer who changed his mind in shock, as if it was the first time he had seen this person, he looked at "Chuya Zhongyuan" in disbelief.

Chuya Nakahara thought about it for a moment, and remembered the "Mr. Kenji" he heard from "Chuya Nakahara" not long ago. He thought it was someone else, but he didn't expect his full name to be Kenji Miyazawa!

It's amazing, what does Miyazawa Kenji look like in another world?How could he make his peers look like this?

But soon he knew - the blond-haired peer took out a thin book from his arms as if by magic, and began to chat with Kenji Miyazawa with great interest.

"This! It's the poetry collection of our teacher Kenji!" "Nakahara Chuya" opened the small book, and his tone became much lighter, "Look! Teacher Kenji is super powerful! Of course, Kenji here The teacher actually knows how to do farm work, and it’s super amazing!"

Miyazawa Kenji also gave him face, and followed him with a happy face: "Oh! Although I can't read it, it looks very powerful! Does my peer know how to do farm work? Does he have a cow at home?"

"Nakahara Chuya" said: "Of course Mr. Kenji will too! But with his current appearance, we won't ask him to do farm work."

"Hey, let's not talk about this, let's read Teacher Xianzhi's poems together!"

Just when "Chuya Nakahara" was selling Amway in the armed detective agency, "Kenji Miyazawa" he was thinking of appeared on the streets of Yokohama.

A cute boy wearing a beret and a small cape is dragging a suitcase and walking on the street. He has a relaxed and curious expression, looking around while walking.

"This is... where is it?" "Kenji Miyazawa" puffed up his cheeks, with a deep expression on his small face, "Oh, I seem to have lost my way, where did Chuya-kun go?"

The boy who looks very young walks alone on the street dragging a suitcase half as tall as himself. It is always easy to attract the attention of some people. It may be a kind person who comes up to ask him about his situation, or it may be a child A malicious little bastard.

It was the latter that "Kenji Miyazawa" encountered first in Yokohama.

"Little brother, have you lost your way?" A few men with malicious intentions gathered around, smiling treacherously, "Where are you going? Brother will take you there?"

"Kenji Miyazawa" looked up at them, as if he couldn't see their malice, he raised a bright smile and replied crisply: "Yes! I'm lost! But I don't know where I'm going, me and my The companion has gone away."

"I got separated, so I need to find someone, easy to handle!"

The leading man smiled: "Brother, I grew up in Yokohama, so I'm familiar with this place, and I still have a small network of contacts. Who do you want my little brother to talk to?"

"But... that's the kind of thing, you have to get paid, you know, little brother, brother, we don't work for nothing."

He put his hand on the shoulder of "Kenji Miyazawa", "Can little brother come up with something?"

The boy was stunned, and tilted his head in distress: "Me? I don't have any money either..." He has just arrived in this world, and he still doesn't know what the currency of this world looks like.

When those people looked disappointed, "Kenji Miyazawa" added: "However, Mr. Secretary gave me some gold goods before going out! Gold, it should be usable anywhere, right?"

The eyes of this group of people lit up instantly.

gold!That's gold!This thing is universal no matter where it is!Who is this kid from a rich family, the money he gives for traveling is actually gold!

It seems that the young master's lost companion should be a bodyguard or something, but he even got rid of the bodyguard, and he still looks like a naughty young master.

"Of course, of course!" The man rubbed his hands, and he hooked the boy's shoulder in a "friendly" way, "Come here, here, here, my brother will take you around Yokohama, see if you can find your companion haha .”

The other person stepped forward very attentively to help the boy pull the suitcase, but the other person avoided him before touching his hand.

"I can take it myself! Thank you brother!" "Kenji Miyazawa" laughed, "There is nothing inside, not heavy!"

Man: "It's okay, it's okay, you're still young, I'd let my brother help you with this little weight."

The name of the Armed Detective Agency in charge of Yokohama Twilight is very famous in Yokohama, and they dare not rob it directly in broad daylight.

Although the kid doesn't look like a fighter, it will be easier to run if the suitcase is taken away in advance.

"but……"

"Kenji Miyazawa" spoke.

At this moment, they had already turned into a small alley, and seeing the boy still refused, their faces immediately changed.

"Whether you like it or not, give it to me!" The man reached out fiercely, pushed the boy away, reached out to grab the suitcase, and opened it roughly.

As "Kenji Miyazawa" said, there was indeed nothing in the suitcase, except for two changes of clothes, there were only a few books, and there was no gold at all.

Is it on the body?

The man threw away the book impatiently, and reached out to grab the boy who fell to the ground.

"It's too much..." The boy stood up suddenly, dodged the opponent's hand, picked up the book that was thrown on the ground by the opponent, patted the ashes on it, and turned to look at the men who surrounded him.

"Books are very precious things."

The book in the hand of "Kenji Miyazawa" shimmered and turned into a pistol in the blink of an eye, aiming the black muzzle at the man there.

"I, I hope everyone can have happiness, but if you become a bad person and get caught in prison, it shouldn't be considered happiness, right?"

There was some unhappiness in the boy's light green eyes, and he said something seemingly innocent in his immature voice: "So brothers, don't be bad guys?"