Dazai climbed Mount Kongtong overnight

Nakahara Nakaya viciously pulled away Dazai Osamu's hair and bandages and bit his neck, ready to inject all the pheromones in his body into his body.

He fiercely and impatiently injected the pheromone, injected... Where is his pheromone? !

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded, he was stunned for several seconds before he realized, shame, anger and annoyance flashed in his blank eyes.

The moment he met Osamu Dazai, his pheromone lost its effect, and he couldn't feel it at all, let alone control the person who injected into Osamu Dazai's body to turn him into himself.

This is simply invalid markup.

And Osamu Dazai also took advantage of the moment when Chuya Nakahara was stunned, and completely broke free from his restraints, turned around and pressed the stunned, ashamed and angry Chuya Nakahara back hard on the sofa.

When Zhongyuan Zhongya came back to his senses, he was holding a black muzzle in front of him, and it was loaded with a "click".

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't pay attention to the muzzle of the gun, and moved his gaze upwards.

The slender, pale hand holding the jet-black hand wooden warehouse is very powerful, and the bulging blue veins indicate that the owner is really angry now.

Further up, there is a wrist wrapped in a snow-white bandage, and a slender arm exposed in a mess, covered by a dark suit.

Further up, he saw the red scarf draped over the opponent's shoulders, which in the eyes of Chuya Nakahara represented the sign that Osamu Dazai became the leader.

Nakahara Chuya's line of sight and attention paused a little on the red scarf, but his thoughts were quickly attracted by the blood-stained loose bandage on it and the bleeding neck covered by Osamu Dazai with one hand.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's serious expression froze instantly.

Before, he was really cruel and thought about killing the bastard directly, and of course the blood came out of the bite.

To be honest, Osamu Dazai looks really miserable now. He was very thin, his skin was very white, and he was covered with bandages. Now he is bloody... the scene looks like a murder scene.

Obviously one second he was still angry and thought about killing him, and the next second Zhong Yuanzhong felt guilty again, but the next second he became angry again.

Moreover, even so, he did not find where Dazai Osamu's glands were.

Even Beta should have glands, but they are not so obviously developed, and you can still find them if you look for them.

Is it because the pheromone lost its effect after meeting Osamu Dazai, so he couldn't feel the existence of the gland?

Nakahara also had an intuition that something was wrong, and it was a very important matter, but before thinking about it for a few seconds, Osamu Dazai, who was pressing on him, interrupted his thinking.

"What are you doing, Chuya, I hate pain." Osamu Dazai looked down at him, and put the cold muzzle of the gun directly on his forehead, "Chuya, what are you doing to the leader?"

Nakahara finally moved his eyes to the end and saw Osamu Dazai's expression.

Those were a pair of cold eyes without any emotion or wavering, as black as ink, even full of murderous intent.

Zhong Yuanzhong's hands hanging on both sides couldn't help clenched into fists, his chest heaved violently, but finally he lowered his eyes, and his bright orange hair and blue eyes dimmed instantly.

"I'm sorry, leader, I offended you, and I'm up to you to punish me." He read out the script he had written in his heart in a stiff voice, expressionless, and tried hard to control his emotions and behaviors, repeatedly brainwashing himself. Chief This is the chief This is the chief.

Osamu Dazai didn't move or speak.

The two remained in a stalemate for a few seconds, and Dazai Osamu's irritated "tsk" broke the condensed air.

"I can treat what happened just now as if it never happened, just as if I was bitten by a dog, so don't let other people know." Osamu Dazai said.

He got off the sofa and kicked Nakahara Nakaya on the sofa: "Has your brain been burned out by the susceptibility period? What's the use of biting me, I'm not an Omega."

Ordinary people will not feel pain or even be anesthetized or feel pleasure when they are bitten due to the influence of pheromones. Even Beta is the same, but the impact is not so great, but there are still some.

But Osamu Dazai is different, he is separated from pheromones, and also separated from love.

All he felt was horror and pain.

"...Don't mention Omega anymore." Nakahara Zhongya sat up from the sofa, forbearance warned in a deep voice, "You'd better get rid of that idea, I will find a way to solve my own affairs."

After speaking, he stood up, wiped the blood from his mouth vigorously, and strode out the door.

He couldn't stay in this room with Osamu Dazai for one more second, otherwise he wasn't sure what would happen afterwards.

However, before finally leaving, he held the doorknob with one hand, and paused for a few seconds before looking back at Osamu Dazai, and at the white neck of Osamu Dazai who was bitten by his teeth.

"...You remember to bandage the wound well." After he finished speaking, he opened the door completely and left quickly.

Two days have passed since Chuya Nakahara lost control and bit Osamu Dazai's neck to try to mark him. In the past two days, Osamu Dazai has been working at his home, and Nakahara Nakahara, who is avoiding seeing him, doesn't know what is going on with him now.

It's just that the information obtained from various people who have entered Dazai Osamu's room and sent documents from the side is not unusual.

Nakahara Chuya was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Osamu Dazai's neck had been wrapped in bandages all along, as long as the bleeding stopped, no one else would notice anything wrong.

Osamu Dazai also told him not to tell other people about it, saying that he was bitten by a dog.

Even so, Nakahara Chuya originally thought that the other party could not give him a little punishment on the surface, and would secretly try to teach him a lesson. Osamu Dazai did this kind of thing before.

but.

Is it because he is afraid of affecting his susceptible period?

Nakahara didn't know either, and Nakahara often jumped back and forth between the mentality that he was the person who knew Dazai best in the world and that he didn't know Dazai at all.

He was so anxious that he didn't fall asleep at all in the past two days, he had been studying the method of spending his susceptible period alone, and he couldn't forget the scene in the evening when he pressed Osamu Dazai on the sofa, bit his neck and tried to mark... …

No matter how entangled in pain, the susceptibility period has arrived.

Zhongyuan Zhong also closed the door of the room long ago, and ordered his subordinates to guard the surroundings, absolutely not allowing any Omega in.

And now, he was curled up on the bed, enduring the pheromone riot in pain, with a bunch of used inhibitors thrown around him.

So hot, so painful, so annoying.

It's hot, it's hot, it's hot.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

Zhong Yuan Zhong was also drenched with sweat, his cheeks were flushed, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his slightly long orange hair was wetly attached to his neck with a black choker, and his blue eyes were starting to blur.

The time was stretched in the infinite heat and pain, coupled with the strong red wine smell pheromone that made him a little drunk, his thinking began to gradually blur.

No...can't get out of control...wake up...so hot...

There was something...something inside him screaming and screaming to destroy everything...

Just when his sanity was about to be completely snapped by the pain of his body being torn apart by the riot pheromone, he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of the door being opened, and then the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, gradually approaching him step by step.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also awakened, his rationality became a little bit clearer, but he still didn't dare to move, even afraid that moving his fingers would destroy the room in an instant.

Someone came in and stood by the bed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also vaguely heard the other party sigh, feeling dizzy that the bed under him seemed to be shaking and sinking because of the person sitting down, and then the light in front of him was completely blocked by the person.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide, but all he saw was darkness.

Then, a white and bandaged hand stretched out from the darkness and touched his face.

So, in an instant, the out-of-control desire for destruction and scorching pain that were about to explode in his body left him.

Nakahara Chuya's patiently trembling body and painful eyebrows gradually relaxed, and his sanity slowly returned.

He closed his eyes without looking up.

But he knew that Osamu Dazai was here.

It must be Osamu Dazai, and it can only be Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai will definitely come to rescue him, Osamu Dazai will not leave him alone, this is the only thing Nakahara Chuya can be sure of.