Disturbing the favorability value will result in retribution

"Mr. Chuya, please calm down." Long Chuan Qingyuan stood up and grabbed Zhongya Chuya, pushing him back to the seat with difficulty.

Although it is a bit crazy, it can still be controlled anyway.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

Longchuan Qingyuan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was Osamu Dazai calling.

Before he could do anything, the phone was snatched away.

Zhongyuan Zhong also snatched the mobile phone from Long Chuan Qingyuan's hand, pressed the connect button, and shouted into the mobile phone, "Why are you calling my people!"

"Chuya?!" Hearing Chuya's voice suddenly, Osamu Dazai was taken aback. He looked at the name on the screen of the phone, and there was no wrong call.

"Get out." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the phone out mercilessly.

As a last resort, Long Chuan Qingyuan jumped up, fished the phone into his arms, and hit his back directly against the wall.

"Good skill!" Apparently Zhong Yuanzhong was still not sober.

"Mr. Ke Zhongye, we are almost drunk, let's go home." Long Chuan Qingyuan coughed twice, stood up straight and said.

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked in confusion, and walked towards Longchuan Qingyuan.

A gust of wind blew up by the ear, Nakahara Chuya's arm directly brushed the side of the ear and patted the wall, and the person in front of him moved closer.

"Mr. Zhongye?" Longchuan Qingyuan blinked suspiciously.

"Why did Dazai call you?" Nakahara Chuya frowned slightly, staring straight at Longchuan Qingyuan, with an unfriendly tone.

Feeling that it was tiring for Zhong Yuan to raise his head, Long Chuan Qingyuan unconsciously squatted down.

"I happened to meet Mr. Dazai before." Longchuan Qingyuan said tentatively.He only knew that the relationship between the two was bad, but he didn't know how bad it was.

"then you……"

Before he finished speaking, the head of the person in front of him sank and fell forward.

Long Chuan Qingyuan quickly reached out to catch Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye, and straightened up.

He also drank a lot, and now he is purely on vigilance to stay sober.As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye fell down, the feeling of drunkenness rose instantly.

Eyelids gradually sank, Long Chuan Qingyuan hurriedly shook his head to stay awake, and somewhat staggered to help Zhong Yuan Zhongya onto the sofa.

Looking at Nakahara Chuya who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, Long Chuan Qingyuan blinked and groped to pick up the phone from the ground.

When he raised his head, he accidentally bumped into the glass table, and physiological tears welled up in the corner of his eyes.

While rubbing his head, Longchuan Qingyuan turned on the phone.Looking at the address book and thinking for a while, Long Chuan Qingyuan dialed Dazai Osamu's phone number.

"Senior Dazai, can I trouble you to come?"

The voice in his ear was a bit soft, and Osamu Dazai looked at the phone, then at the empty house, and stood up.

After a while, Osamu Dazai opened the room of the box, and saw Nakahara Chuya lying on the sofa, and "Longchuan Qingyuan" who was lying on the table and couldn't see his face raised his eyebrows.

Sweeping the empty bottles on the table again, how much wine has been drunk.

Long Chuan Qingyuan, who was lying on his stomach, slowly raised his head, looked at Osamu Dazai and blinked twice, "Senior Dazai, you are here."

Osamu Dazai stepped forward, stretched out a finger and poked Long Chuan Qingyuan's cheek, "You actually asked me to clean up the mess, you are so courageous."

"I want to ask Senior Dazai to send Mr. Chuya back home. I don't know the address of his home." Long Chuan Qingyuan spoke slowly, and he still swallowed his voice, "I'll just go back by myself."

Osamu Dazai stared at Longchuan Qingyuan for a while, his fingers changed from poking to pinching.

His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, his pupils were out of focus, and his cheeks were pink. Only then did Osamu Dazai realize that he was so white.

"Is it Dazai's voice?" Zhong Yuan, who was lying unconscious, also suddenly spoke, leaning on the sofa and trying to sit up.

Longchuan Qingyuan blinked, Dazai Osamu was gone, only the corner of the black coat outside the door showed his presence.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who sat up, looked around in confusion, "Illusion?"

"Mr. Zhongye, are you awake?" Long Chuan Qingyuan looked over.

Glancing at the empty wine bottle on the table, Nakahara Chuya inserted his five fingers into his slightly long orange hair from front to back, "I drank too much."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood up and said to Longchuan Qingyuan, "Do you want me to take you back?"

Thinking of Dazai Osamu who was still outside the door, Longchuan Qingyuan shook his head and stood up, "Mr. Chuya, go back and rest early, I can go back by myself, see you tomorrow."

Since Long Chuan Qingyuan said so, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't say anything, and walked towards the door, "See you tomorrow."

Longchuan Qingyuan walked to the door, looking at Zhongyuan Zhongye's stumbling figure, he was a little worried, is this really all right?

Someone came up from behind, and a hand stretched from the neck to the chest.

"I just said that it's okay for Chuya to go back alone, even if he collapses on the main road halfway, nothing will happen." Osamu Dazai said.

"That's still bad."

"Go, I'll take you back." Osamu Dazai pulled Long Chuan Qingyuan and walked out.

His supernatural powers are not effective against Osamu Dazai, right?Why are you so enthusiastic?There is a conspiracy?Alcohol paralyzed his nerves, Ryukawa Qingyuan couldn't continue to think, and could only follow Dazai Osamu.

Stopping and stopping, not knowing what time it was, the two finally arrived at Longchuan Qingyuan's house.

"You live here?" Osamu Dazai said, looking at the two-story prefabricated house.

"For the sake of paying off the debt, I can only afford to live in this kind of house." Long Chuan Qingyuan walked up to the second floor unsteadily, took out the key and opened the door.

"Not bad." Dazai Osamu's words were a bit ambiguous.

Back at his own home, Long Chuan Qingyuan sat directly on the ground, looking at the ceiling and finally regained consciousness.He actually took Osamu Dazai home.

In the room, Osamu Dazai looked here and there, touched it, and finally sat down beside Long Chuan Qingyuan, and yawned, "It's so late, I'll just sleep here."

"Ah?" Longchuan Qingyuan sat up, "There is only one quilt."

"I don't mind." Osamu Dazai blinked.

But I don't mind.

Although he didn't say it, Long Chuan Qingyuan's expression said everything.

Osamu Dazai counted with his fingers, "Today you let me go, and you called me out at night, and I came out, and you didn't tell me that you became Chuya's subordinate..."

Headache.

Long Chuan Qingyuan rubbed his temples, lay back, whatever.

Not long after lying on the narrow bed, Osamu Dazai felt the person next to him leaning towards him, and a hand stretched out to wrap him around him.

Waking up the next day, Long Chuan Qingyuan blinked at the quilt wrapped around his body.

"You rolled up all the quilts." A resentful voice on the side remembered, "If I catch a cold, you will be responsible."

"Ah..." Long Chuan Qingyuan rubbed his soft hair, "Obviously Senior Dazai must sleep here."

"Following the middle school is also bad. It is obvious that Dazai-senpai and Dazai-senpai called me before. I said that I dare not go west." Osamu Dazai showed a dissatisfied expression.

Longchuan Qingyuan glanced at Osamu Dazai, is this really him?

Pressing Longchuan Qingyuan's head with one hand, Osamu Dazai stood up, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"There should be canned food in the refrigerator." Long Chuan Qingyuan stood up and touched the top of his head.

Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up when he heard the canned food, and he immediately opened the refrigerator to search for it.

"Wow, there are canned crab meat!"

Osamu Dazai, who opened the can and ate with a spoon, looked like a large dog.Long Chuan Qingyuan opened the drawer and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the unchanging furnishings.

"Speaking of which, do you have the habit of hugging things, you hugged me very tightly last night." Osamu Dazai raised his head and said.

Recalling what happened last night, afraid that Osamu Dazai would turn over things while he was asleep, he did consciously grab Osamu Dazai.

Touching his neck embarrassingly, Longchuan Qingyuan said, "Ah, I don't sleep well."

"That's not ordinary bad." Osamu Dazai commented.

He went to work today with Osamu Dazai.

He should have put on a black suit, but after smelling the alcohol on it, Long Chuan Qingyuan changed into his own.Do you want to buy a few of the same style?

"Mr. Zhongye, good morning!" Long Chuan Qingyuan greeted with a smile when he saw Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"I just wanted to call you. If I have a headache, I won't call today." Nakahara Nakaya said.

Mr. Nakaya is really a good boss.Long Chuan Qingyuan couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"I'm fine, I don't have a hangover reaction." Longchuan Qingyuan smiled, "Where's Mr. Nakaya?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, it was the first time someone asked him, "It's good."

"I hope to have the opportunity to drink with Mr. Zhongye in the future!" Long Chuan Qingyuan said.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a moment, no subordinate has offered to have a next time after drinking with him, let alone that he must have gone crazy when he was drunk yesterday.Isn't it great?

For a time, Zhongyuan Zhongye's favorability for Longchuan Qingyuan increased greatly.

Back in his office, Long Chuan Qingyuan pondered for a long time before turning on his phone. He was taken to drink after get off work yesterday and was with Dazai, so he had no time to write a report.

Sure enough, I saw a missed call with no number displayed.

Long Chuan Qingyuan thought for a while, and reported what happened yesterday truthfully.

On the black Porsche 356A, when Gin saw the incoming email, the atmosphere around him became even colder.

"Is it from Canadian whiskey?" Vodka asked cautiously.

"Drive." Gin put away his phone and said coldly.

"Yes." Vodka quickly shifted his gaze to the steering wheel. It seems that it is indeed Canadian whiskey. He actually made the mistake of forgetting to send the report. Brother Gin looks very angry. Next time we meet Canada, he will definitely be beaten. Let's think of a way to see how to calm down the eldest brother.Look for Shirley, that's right, as long as you find Shirley, Big Brother will be happy!

"Why did you call here?" Longchuan Qingyuan was a little surprised when he received Wujo Wu's call.

"I think I'm still in the stage of getting back together, so I should make more phone calls."

"Get down to business." Long Chuan Qingyuan said, "There is no one around."

"Do you remember Zenyuan Maki? The girl from before. I would like to ask you to teach her Taijutsu when you are free." Gojo Satoru said.

From the Chanyuan family?Long Chuan Qingyuan blinked his eyes in doubt.People from the Chanyuan family should be able to enroll in the manga in Kyoto, right?

"Is there anything special about her?"

"She is bound by heaven and curse. There is no teacher in school who can beat her in physical skills. You also know that I am very busy and have no time to teach her. By the way, I have already told them about my relationship with you." Explained, don't worry, they will keep it secret."

Among the people Wujo Wu met, apart from the perverted Fuheshier, Longchuan Qingyuan was the person with the strongest physical skills, except him of course.

Long Chuan Qingyuan looked at the document in front of him, "If I had time before, I'm afraid I can't now."

His relationship with Wujo Satoru had long been exposed to the port mafia, so there was no need for him to hide.Maybe because of this relationship, he is still useful to the port mafia.

The world of conjuration is completely supported by the Yusan family, and they have a lot of connections with the government and the Communist Party.

"Hey." Gojo Satoru's voice gradually changed, "Then I'll go find you!"

"Wait!" As soon as the voice finished, the phone was hung up.

"This person..." Long Chuan Qingyuan clenched his phone tightly, gnashing his teeth and popping out a few words.