Dazai is so cute

Nakahara Chuya discovered early in the morning that Shuji Tsushima hadn't recovered his strength at all, and was trying to hold on.Put the boy on the bed, reached out and pinched his leg, and said disapprovingly: "It's uncomfortable, don't push it hard."

"........."

Shuji Tsushima didn't speak. He looked at Chuya Nakahara, and suddenly reached out to caress Chuya Nakahara's right cheek: "Why did you save me, Chuya?"

Sure enough.

Chuya Nakahara sighed inwardly, reached out to cover Shuji Tsushima's left hand, and said seriously, "Because you are the most important person to me."

"I never thought of leaving you, let alone abandoning you."

"It's my fault for not discussing with you, but I never mean to leave you alone."

"Xiuzhi." Zhongya Zhongya half-knelt beside the bed, looking up at the child in front of him, "I'm not as smart as you. I don't know."

He gently clenched the hand of the young man in front of him, and a trace of pain flashed across his cobalt blue eyes.

"...I don't know."

Nakahara didn't know why Osamu Dazai chose to die, why Shuji Tsushima hurt him, or why Shuji Tsushima chose to commit suicide.

He knows nothing and is always the one left behind.

All he could do was try his best to protect the child in front of him.

But even so, he is always one step slower than death.

Watching important people die twice, 'Osamu Dazai' or 'Shuji Tsushima' has become his obsession.

Shuji Tsushima moved his lips, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

'Dazai Osamu'... When I jumped down from upstairs, did I see Nakahara Chuya who was desperately rushing over?

--Saw.

Then why did I choose to jump off the stairs on the day I came back from Chuya?

——Because this is... the last gift for God-sama.

You see, I've killed the person you hate the most, the person you hate the most is dead, so... be happy.

At least...be happier than when you were by my side.

However, what I...'Dazai Osamu' didn't expect was that God-sama was not happy.

Even, Lord Shenming is still in pain.

"...Zhongye."

Shuji Tsushima moved his lips, and decided to confess - after all, this idiot can't bear it alone, can he?

"—even if [filthy] doesn't need [disqualification in the world], will you protect me?"

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "——!"

The meaning of this sentence made Nakahara Chuya's eyes widen.

The young man with red hair instantly looked up at Shuji Tsushima, his cobalt blue eyes were full of disbelief.

"... Dazai?"

Shuji Tsushima curled his lips: "Yes."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned.

Seeing his stupid look, Shuji Tsushima reached out and pinched his nose: "Wow~ the little slug is stunned cough cough cough..."

Nakahara Chuya quickly got up and patted Shuji Tsushima on the back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not in good health."

Shuji Tsushima took the opportunity to hug Chuya Nakahara: "Chuya."

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya stroked Shuji Tsushima's hair.

"...No, it's nothing." Shuji Tsushima sighed silently, and hugged Chuya Nakahara tightly, "It's nothing~"

Nakahara also knew that Tsushima Shuji had something to hide from himself, but it didn't matter, they still had time, and they would know sooner or later: "Are you hungry, I'll bring you some porridge?"

"Okay~" Shuji Tsushima smiled brightly, "I want Chuya~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded helplessly.

"Shuji."

Shuji Tsushima looked up: "Hmm...?"

The touch on the lips is instant.

"It's interest."

Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled and left the room.

Shuji Tsushima was stunned, his fingers subconsciously covered his lips, and the corners of his mouth raised subconsciously.

…so good.

*

"Leaving Meteor Street?"

A week later, Aina and Alan spoke in unison at the dinner table.

"Leave... But, how to leave...?" Aina carefully glanced at Chuya Nakahara, and Shuji Tsushima, who was lying on the recliner and reading a book.

By the way, those books were also obtained by robbing warehouses in other districts in the Central Plains.

"There must have been people who left Meteor Street before." Shuji Tsushima flipped through the book. The text in the book was not Japanese, English, or any language he knew, but because there was a system... or the Holy Grail, Tsushima The text Xiuzhi saw was in Japanese, "There is more than one."

Ina's eyes widened.

how do you know? !

"Phantom Troupe." The black-haired boy turned a page of the book nonchalantly, "They walked to the edge of Meteor Street and left here."

"I'm afraid all the members are high-level telekinetics, especially the leader'Krollo Rusilu."

Mind, this is the unique ability system of this world.

They are divided into enhancement system, transformation system, realization system, trait system, operation system and release system.

And the ability of Kurolo Luxilu, which looks like the realization system, is actually a trait system.

Seeing that these titled books are actually treasured materials from warehouses in various regions, Shuji Tsushima said blankly, "If you want to leave here, you can either learn from the Phantom Troupe and go to the edge of Meteor Street, or..."

"Either...?" Aina repeated subconsciously.

"Grab the airship." Nakahara Chuya calmly followed Tsushima Shuji's words.

"Yes, as expected of Chuya~" Shuji Tsushima nodded, "The airship comes about once a month..."

"But," Aina didn't seem to be leaving here, she looked excited, "The airship never lands!"

The airship that throws garbage at Meteor Street will only hover in mid-air every time, and there is no chance for the people of Meteor Street to touch it. Moreover, the airship is only close to the outer periphery, and the central area of ​​Meteor Street is populated by prominent figures, like The sixth district they live in is just an area that can't go up or down!

Shuji Tsushima, who was interrupted, looked a little unhappy. He closed the book and said lightly, "We have our own way to go up."

"The last time the airship arrived was three days later." Shuji Tsushima raised a polite smile, "It's up to you whether to follow us or not."

"Well, anyway, you are also people with the ability to read, so it's the same everywhere."

Chuya Nakahara carried Shuji Tsushima back to the room, and asked, "Do you know they are people with the ability to read?"

"To be honest, it's a bit obvious." Shuji Tsushima didn't hide anything, "People with supernatural powers are okay, but Nian is equivalent to life energy. For magicians, it's as obvious as a light bulb at night." The only difference lies in the lighting. Light and dark.

"Speaking of which, why did China take in those brothers and sisters?"

"Ah," Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a while, "When I went to rob the warehouse, I happened to see them being sent to the bed, so I saved them."

"...Wow~" Shuji Tsushima pushed his ocher head against his shoulders and neck twice, and said lazily, "Don't rub it, itchy."

The black-haired boy swollen his cheeks: "Do you have skin hunger!"

"Only for you." Nakahara Chu also chuckled in a low voice, his cobalt blue eyes were slightly deep, and the young man lowered his head and bit Shuji Tsushima's neck fiercely.

"hiss--"

Physiological tears filled his eyes, Shuji Tsushima shrank subconsciously, but he didn't push Chuya Nakahara away.

"What are you doing...it hurts..."

As if marking his own belongings, Zhong Yuanzhong also gently rubbed the piece of skin bitten by himself with his teeth.

Shuji Tsushima was unhappy: "Are you a dog!"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed in a low voice.

"Wang."

The author has something to say:

Mengmengzai: Hiss... (Tactical back)

Gudazi & Gudajun: ... Heh.

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Jiageng ~ I did what I said!