I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

"If Mr. Xingmu can't hold on anymore, it's better to go back and rest."

The dark and cold sea hit hard on the hull of the ferry docked at the port, mixed with the fishy wind blowing recklessly, the young doctor couldn't help shivering.Osamu Dazai who noticed this made a suggestion.

"It's okay." Beijo Xingmu took a light breath, then shook his head.

Poor health is really bad, but this matter is really important.If it weren't for the experience points, whoever loves to eat will eat it! !

"Hey, mackerel, does your method really work?" Nakahara Zhongya sat on the steps, his soft and beautiful hair was blown messy, and his cobalt blue eyes seemed to sparkle in this dark environment with light.

"Didn't you all choose to do it?" Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and turned his head to look at him, "You usually believe it at this time."

"Cut." Zhongyuan Zhong didn't really want to pay attention to his complacent ex-partner, he jumped down the steps smoothly and walked in front of Beitiao Xingmu: "This mackerel must not be counted on, so if you encounter danger, you can Just hide behind me for now."

The young doctor stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then nodded.

[I must be friends with Chuya! ! 】Some people look calm on the surface, only the system knows how excited he has become.

Hmm... It seems that the host really likes this kind of people.I thought he was greedy for other people's money, but now it seems... not all.

I have always insisted that as long as the host completes the task well, the rest will follow his system, and I am also very happy about this matter.

After all, according to its data, friends should be very important to human beings.

"What do you mean I can't count on you!" Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked at Hojo Xingmu: "Did Xingmu-jun forget that I was arrested on purpose to rescue you!"

"Otherwise, you may have been studied by the bald eyed man with blond hair, blue eyes and big stubble."

Hojo Xingmu: "..."

Although he knew that he was referring to the bounty offered by the black market in Europe, it was still strange to hear him say that.

But what's wrong with it, I can't tell at all.

"Hey, dead mackerel! Who rescued him!!" Nakahara Zhongya shouted with wide eyes and disgusted face.

"Even if Chuya opens his eyes so wide, it won't change the fact that all the credit lies with me." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, with an expression of "I really can't do anything about you".

The two were fine when they were separated, but their IQs were definitely at the level of elementary school students when they quarreled together.

Hojo Xingmu looked at the two with no expression on his face, but in his heart he really wanted to eat melon seeds with the system.

Zhongyuan Zhongye broke out the word "well" on his forehead, and finally couldn't help mentioning it.

The subordinate who came to report the news not far away stood a few steps away in embarrassment, some didn't know whether to step forward, and finally gritted his teeth and walked in front of Hojo Xingmu.

The young doctor unconsciously tensed up when he came over, but still tried to stay where he was and waited for him to finish speaking.

"Please help me tell the Central Plains cadres that all preparations have been made, and now we are waiting for that group of people to come." The subordinate in a black suit said with his hands behind his back.

"Okay, I understand." Hojo Xingmu nodded lightly, indicating that he would tell.

The subordinate who got the guarantee didn't stay any longer, and turned around and left here very coolly.

Hmm... mainly because watching the Central Plains cadres fighting with people is too scary.Especially when words like "slug" and "short" come from there from time to time, I always feel that I will lose my job if I stay for a second longer.

Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai fought for a few more minutes, then stopped and walked over in a tacit understanding.

Beijo Xingmu really likes to watch the two people get along with each other. He always thinks that the phenomenon formed by human beings because of getting along for a long time is very interesting, so he can't help but look at it a few more times.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who felt his gaze, was also a little puzzled: "Is my hair messed up?"

"It's nothing, Mr. Chuya is in good condition."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai, who heard Hojo Xingmu's praise, poked his head over, his kite-colored eyes sparkling: "What about me?"

Of course you can't!

"Mr. Dazai is also in very good condition." The young doctor smiled slightly, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes were full of spring, which was very good-looking.

Therefore, even Osamu Dazai didn't know that he was actually rejected, so he proudly put on a poss: "Of course, my state is the best at all times!"

Beijo Xingmu Qianqian rolled her eyes in her heart - she should have recorded this person going crazy after eating the poisonous mushroom and played it on a loop on the big screen on the streets of Shibuya!

Osamu Dazai has always been a person who can take it easy, and his expression becomes normal in the next second. The short fluffy chestnut hair is played with an elegant arc by the sea breeze, and the iris-colored eyes are as black as thick ink.

[If he keeps like this, I don't know how many people will be willing to accompany him to die in love. 】Hojo Xingmu couldn't help but said to the system in his heart.

Well, Osamu Dazai is really difficult to deal with, and he is also really good-looking.

The system that is not very proficient in human emotions does not understand Hojo Xingmu. This is a compliment mixed with admiration and dislike when "meeting opponents", and he blurted out without going through the code: [Then the host means that he is willing to die in love with him? 】

【…】

【Who wants it!I don't make enough money! ! 】Although Hojo Xingmu's behavior of giving up his life at a young age is not completely incomprehensible, he definitely does not agree with it.

So, living has infinite possibilities!

A few exclamation marks in a row are enough to show Beitiao Xingmu's rejection from the bottom of his heart, the system wanted to say something but was interrupted: [Just based on this sentence, I will ignore you for half an hour, keep disconnecting! ! 】

system:【? ? ? 】Help, why did it make the host angry? Hey! !

It also got angry, and decided to ignore Hojo Xingmu twice as often as he ignored himself, and then started to disconnect and play dead.

It was still 5 minutes away from the action time that the man said, and Nakahara Nakaya stepped forward to act and direct the scene, while Hojo Hoshimu and Dazai Osamu watched from a distance, in case something unexpected happened.

Hojo Hoshimu, who had no watch or mobile phone, was bored looking at the frothy seawater, counting the seconds silently in his heart.

The group of people came as promised—with a sharp sound of wooden warehouses, a port mafia fell to the ground.

But they all knew it was fake, they had already expected that these small groups would make a surprise attack, and each of them put on a bulletproof vest, so there would be no casualties tonight.

——If the system is still online, he will definitely say so.

Hojo Xingmu sometimes thinks it's good to be a string of codes?At least in many things it has an optimism and naivety that it no longer has.

Hojo Xingmu, who was thinking this way, looked up and saw that Nakahara was also manipulating gravity without hesitation to shoot the bullet back into the members of the small organization.The man fell to the ground almost instantly, and a large piece of thick and bright red blood soon flowed out.

As a doctor, Hojo Hoshimu could tell at a glance that the bullet had hit his heart, and he would die within 2 minutes due to lack of oxygen supply.

"Eh? Isn't Xingmu-kun surprised at all?" Osamu Dazai looked at the boy's side face from the corner of his eyes: "I've even drafted my words of consolation. It would be a pity if I didn't have any room to use it."

"Port Mafia will not let anyone provoke you." Beijo Xingmu pursed his lower lip tightly, "So it is not surprising that there will be such a result."

"Mr. Xingmu."

Hojo Hoshimu's dark red peach blossom eyes looked at Osamu Dazai suspiciously.

"Is there anyone... Oh, forget it, I must be the first to say it." Osamu Dazai scratched his hair casually, and looked at Hojo Xingmu seriously and without emotion: "Has anyone ever said that you This is not at all like the child raised by the president and Mr. Natsume."

It was "the child" not "the child".

Beijo Xingmu's face remained unchanged, he raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Everyone has multiple sides, just like the weak will resist, and the strong will cry. Dazai-kun is also engraved with darkness in his bones, but he ended up saving On the human side?"

"My life is not limited to the time spent with my master and senior brother. It is the slums that really affect me and even make my condition worse. So I am sorry that I am different from what you imagined."

"What kind of "Hojo Xingmu" do you want to meet?"

Osamu Dazai stared at him for a few more seconds, and then said maliciously: "At least it's not Xingmu Jun's appearance that I can't see clearly."

"You can apply for a change of partner with the president, and my illness has improved a lot, hasn't it?" Hojo Xingmu looked at the scene of fighting over there, and replied lightly: "Or, if you are afraid that the president will disagree, It’s okay for me, too.”

"Don't change your partner!!" Osamu Dazai's expression suddenly changed, and he became his usual laughing and joking look again: "If I change my partner, won't there be no one to accompany me to commit suicide?"

"Also, has Mr. Xingmu's condition really improved?"

"I don't know, but I think the high probability should be controlled by me." Beijo Xingmu blinked lightly, and returned to his usual appearance: "I will not accompany Dazai-kun to commit suicide."

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and then puffed up his face: "Didn't Mr. Xingmu promise this in the mafia prison at the port!"

"I'm sorry I can't remember clearly," the young doctor frowned guiltily and told him, "It's better to record it next time, Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai: "So is Mr. Xingmu real or fake?"

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Hojo Xingmu shook his head, just about to tease him, when a person from a small organization in the distance noticed the two: "It's the Armed Detective Agency!"

They were obviously impatient after so many people died here, and even blamed everything on the supernatural power user, so he asked a few companions around him to hold sharp short knives and ran towards this side.

"Mr. Xingmu, please hide well." Dazai Zhizhi, who knew very well how poor Xingmu Hojo was, made a bitter face, and finally decided to go by himself.

Hojo Xingmu watched him fight with others not far away—it was someone who had stayed in the port mafia, so he didn't have any skills. is not at a disadvantage.

It's a pity that they all ignored the little man hiding in the dark. He was looking at this side with hatred on his face, and the moment Dazai Osamu relaxed his vigilance, he raised his knife and stabbed there.

It's a pity that before he could take two steps, he was hit in the face by the ice and heavy medical box and fell down.

Hojo Xingmu rubbed his sore wrist, silently boasting in his heart about the heavy medical kit that he had always despised.