Sente Eiji's Black Friday

"Whoosh-"

Planes from abroad landed steadily.

Half an hour later, a petite figure got out of the special car, with big dark circles under his eyes, and an unfinished coffee in his hand, and walked into an apartment building in a dusty manner.

He waited anxiously after pressing the elevator, and glanced at the text messages sent by his subordinates on his mobile phone from time to time.

The text message stated that Natsume Eiji suddenly went to the apartment they shared not long ago, suspected of moving the luggage that had been kept there.

Evacuating each other's lives after breaking up should have been a customary rule among ex-couples, but Nakahara didn't want Natsume Eiji to move things away at all!Doesn't that mean they're still each other's family? !Then why don't you even want to leave this last thought to him! !

"Ding-dong-"

The elevator door opened, and the cadre, who was so anxious that he almost burst his coffee, walked in, but he didn't want to bump into a big box going out.

The person behind the box took a step back after being hit by him, and then there was an apologetic voice: "Ah, sorry, can you let me pass first?"

No one answered, and there was an eerie silence on the other side.

Did you just get out of the way?

Natsume Eiji felt a little strange, just in case he put down the box and took a look...

Good guy, why did Chuuya come back so soon! !

The pupils of the blue-haired man trembled, and it happened that the young man opposite him also reacted, clenched his fists and showed a fierce look, and it seemed that he was about to rush over and beat him.

Eiji, who was already a bit guilty, panicked, shrank his neck and yelled without thinking: "You are a dog——!"

With a flash of golden light, the familiar Chihuahua "Paji" fell to the ground and was almost covered in coffee.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Nakaya stepped on his coffee-soaked clothes, watching Eiji with a fierce look in his eyes.

After a few minutes.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm just afraid that you'll beat me up when you get angry." Eiji Natsume sat in the driver's seat, holding the puffy little orange dog in his arms for a wild rua, with a very sincere apologetic smile, "After all, Chuya's The ability is too strong, even I would find it tricky!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his little head in the other direction, and whimpered angrily, to the effect that "I'm so violent and unreasonable in your eyes".

"How could it be! Chuya is the cutest puppy in my eyes!" Natsume Eiji coaxed half-truthfully, and then changed the subject at the speed of light, "So in order to apologize, I will take you home to wash your clothes, by the way Let's have another meal, how about it?"

Central Plains Chuya:!

The Zhongye dog immediately laid down obediently on his lap.

Eiji rubbed his little head amusedly, and at the same time casually glanced at his clothes piled up in the co-pilot, to confirm that there was no certain bracelet inside, and then turned his gaze back and started the car.

In the newly rented apartment, Eiji put Chuya Inu down and let him play by himself, and went into the bathroom to wipe off the coffee stains on his clothes, then threw the clothes into the washing machine to wash and dry, and finally went to the kitchen to prepare Lunch.

Zhongyuan Zhong also kept staring at him while he was washing his clothes, and he walked out with a sigh of relief when he saw that he picked out his underwear and folded it aside without changing his face.

However, I was still a little lost.

The little orange dog lay down on the sofa sullenly with its puppy legs.

Underpants, which are too intimate clothes, are taken for granted, but why did Brother Ying refuse to let him return to his human body under the pretext that he didn't have any clothes to change?

Can't he borrow his own clothes?Although it will be very inappropriate, but...

but what?The Central Plains can't tell.

He just felt that Eiji suddenly became distant, and he refused to have more interaction with himself, and the reason was not just that they had broken up, but more like...

It's more like he's ready to go somewhere far, far away.

Is it an illusion?Because I was too lonely after breaking up, so the illusion?

Nakahara was also thinking uncertainly, because of the anxiety in his heart, he unconsciously sniffed on the sofa, secretly lusting after the smell of Eiji, but...

A discordant and unfamiliar smell suddenly broke into the nostrils, and the little orange dog froze suddenly, then stood up sullenly, pawing back and forth on the sofa with suppressed rage, and finally pulled out an unsightly golden hair.

He stared at the familiar golden hair condescendingly, and gradually let out an angry grunt in his throat, and suddenly swung his paw and slammed the golden hair into the trash can.

——What is going so far!Brother Ying, that bastard, is just getting back together with his ex-boyfriend! !

Wow, he is so mad! !Sure enough, children can't lie, the second brother Ying likes that black monkey! !

The angry Chuya began to demolish the house unconsciously, and it was not enough to tear down the sofa. He then found the balcony and bedroom with a stronger smell, and scratched at the obtrusive thing that had the mixed smell of Natsume Eiji and a certain ex-boyfriend Bite again.

This kind of erha behavior should have been stopped immediately, but Yinger was busy with the roar of the range hood, so he didn't know anything about the miserable situation of his house that was gradually becoming chaotic.

——Until there was a rustling sound of the door being unlocked, Dazai Osamu walked in with a smile and swayed the wire, and immediately met the eyes of the Chihuahua who was tearing up and down on the sofa.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

——It is known that Natsume Eiji likes dogs, but he will not let his human ex-boyfriend stay for a long time, what should the two of them do now?

The answer is obvious.

After a while of silence, one person and one dog moved at the same time!

Osamu Dazai rushed to the kitchen with a whoosh to touch Eiji, but Nakahara Nakahara howled angrily and bounced over like a small cannonball. He stepped on the wardrobe and jumped down, kicking him on top of his head, causing him to stagger.

"hiss……"

Osamu Dazai grimaced in pain, pulled the cushions on the sofa casually and started whacking the mole.

Not to be outdone, Zhongyuan Zhong broke out into an angry roar of "Wow, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!!!!"

One person and one dog jumped up and down and fought like this. During the period, there were scoldings from humans and howling from small dogs. The scene was called a chicken-and-egg fight.

After hearing the voice, Natsume Eiji finally rushed out, staring at the messy living room in astonishment: "...What are you doing?!"

The surprised yell made the obedient baby Zhong Ye froze immediately, and the sinister Zaizhi took the opportunity to pounce and hugged the man who was still wearing an apron as he wished.

Of course, with a flash of golden light, Zhong Yuanzhong also reappeared in the living room, naked all over, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Osamu Dazai covered Eiji's eyes long before his transformation, and now he was holding Eiji firmly, screaming in his arms, "Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Natsume Eiji: "..."

Why is this sentence so familiar.

"Who, who is a pervert! It's not that you suddenly...!!" Nakahara Chu also blushed, reflexively wanted to hide in the bedroom, but he didn't want to let Dazai Osamu discredit him, so he could only hide in desperation Go behind the sofa and try to justify.

Naturally, Osamu Dazai would not give him a chance to defend himself. Seeing that Nakahara had hidden the key parts, he put down his hand covering Eiji's eyes, and then started the next round of complaints at the speed of light:

"Eiji Eiji! When I came in, I saw this perverted slug tearing up your sofa. I tried to stop him, but he actually bit me!"

He pulled Ying Er's neck off and asked him to look at the scratches on his hands, his tone of aggrieved voice seemed ready to cry at any time: "Look! Is he over the mark!"

"..." Natsume Eiji glanced at the scratches on his hands that didn't even ooze blood, and then at his weak and delicate appearance, inexplicably wanted to laugh.

"Dazai Osamu, don't let the villain sue first! I didn't scratch you hard at all!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also expressed how he could not take precautions after being tricked so many times, and immediately retorted angrily, "Brother Ying, don't believe him! He was the one who beat me with the cushion first!!"

"But before that, Chuya kicked my head for no reason, didn't he!"

Osamu Dazai looked extremely aggrieved, rubbing the back of his scratched hand with red eyes, "Why, why did the middle school target me like this? I didn't do anything after I entered the door, but you came up and treated me so rudely!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him dumbfounded, his fingers trembling when pointing at him angrily: "Why are you pretending to be pitiful there?! It's disgusting!! Who kicked you for no reason? I saw you pick the lock talent--"

"Ah——! How could this be! Chuya actually called me disgusting! It really makes me sad!"

Osamu Dazai interrupted him loudly before he finished speaking, and exaggeratedly clutched his heart, looking extremely distressed, "It's clearly his fault! It's clearly his fault! Eiji... "

Some pure and unaffected little white flowers fell weakly into Eiji's arms.

Natsume Eiji: He hesitated to speak but stopped, stopped and wanted to speak, and finally the grandfather of the subway looked at his mobile phone.jpg

"Tai Zai Zhi——!"

However, the scene of the white lotus undoubtedly hit Zhongye's explosive point. The orange-haired young man was so angry that he lost his mind, and he was about to activate his ability while naked and roaring.

Osamu Dazai buried his face in Eiji's arms, grinning from the corners of his mouth to his ears, but carefully, uneasy, and coquettishly tugging at the corner of Eiji's clothes with his hands: "Look, Eiji, he wants to hit me even if you're here. ——Hmmmmm??”

The small mouth that kept babbling was suddenly covered, Dazai Osamu looked at Eiji in surprise and puzzlement, and happened to meet his blind eye.

"Shut up." The blue-haired man unceremoniously exposed his true colors, "Don't think I don't know, the mess in the living room is all because of your help!"

Osamu Dazai's eyes widened immediately, and he murmured unconvinced for a while.

But Eiji ignored him directly and turned to look at Chuya instead.

The orange-haired young man was proudly looking at Dazai Osamu and sneered at him because of his rare embarrassment, but he didn't expect that the disaster would fall on him in the next second: "And you, Chuya, did my apartment provoke you? Chihuahuas should not have husky attributes, right?"

"I..." The redness on Zhongya Zhongya's face immediately deepened, and he lowered his head in shame, but because of this, he saw the mess on the sofa and his "masterpiece" at a glance, and he felt even more ashamed all of a sudden.

But thinking of the reason why he was dazzled by anger in the first place, he felt full of bitterness and unwillingness, even his eyes were sour.

But now, what else can he say?What position does he have to say?

"...I will pay for it."

In the end, he could only open his mouth and spit out such a dry and unfamiliar sentence.

"Hmph." Osamu Dazai snorted coldly, struggled to grab Eiji's hand, and said with a look of disgust, "We don't care about money from little dwarfs!"

"Master Dazai." Eiji pressed his shoulder with restraint, but didn't say anything against him.

Nakahara also pursed his lips, and seemed not very surprised by the result, but Osamu Dazai, who was originally full of ambition, was suddenly startled, and his eyes shot over.

He stared at Eiji blankly, and before he could say anything, the washing machine heard the music of the end of drying.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, and said in a completely indifferent tone: "Your short suit has been washed, Chuya."

"Master Dazai!" Eiji, who didn't know why Dazai looked at him just now, aggravated his tone, pressed his shoulders and pushed him away, then took Nakahara Chuya's clothes for him, and said softly: "Sorry!" Also, let me treat you to dinner next time, okay?"

"..." Nakahara Nakaya grabbed his clothes silently, went to his bedroom to change, then walked out silently, followed Eiji to the door.

Such a well-behaved and obedient appearance undoubtedly formed a stark contrast with Zaiji Sakusei, and it also made Eiji feel relieved, feeling very relaxed that he would leave directly.

However, in the next second, Zhong Yuanzhong, who had already stepped out of the door with one foot, suddenly turned around and hugged him, and tiptoed to kiss him hard on the lips.

"Hiss..." Eiji gasped in pain, raised his hand to cover his mouth reflexively, stared at Nakahara Chuya with a confused face, "Chuya?"

"Sorry, Brother Ying... this is the last time."

The orange-haired young man rubbed the blood on his lips, and the sapphire-like eyes flashed with water for a moment, and then he was blocked by the brim of his hat when he lowered his head, and he could no longer see the slightest clue.

The petite Hong Kong Black Gravitator left silently.

Natsume Eiji leaned against the door to watch his back, and after a while, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "... Don't you hate people like dwarfs?"

"What?" Ying Er was stunned for a moment, then turned around in disbelief, and closed the door smoothly.

A cool hand caressed his face, and his thumb gently pressed the blood on his lips. The owner of the hand had a pair of black hole-like hollow but deep eyes: "You hate me like just now, don't you?"

He didn't repeat his question, but continued to ask in a strangely calm tone.

Natsume Eiji looked into his dark eyes, didn't seem to find anything unusual, just smiled as usual: "If you're talking about picking locks, acting, messing around and using me as a tool for acting, then I will indeed I find it annoying."

Osamu Dazai's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Then—"

"But it's Dazai-sama who did this after all, so it doesn't matter!" Eiji immediately added boldly, clasping the back of Dazai's head with his upper hand, and touching his forehead with a smile.

Warm breaths intertwined with each other, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly, and the tips of his fair ears turned red uncontrollably.

His eyes lingered on Ying Er's lips for a few seconds, his eyes turned red suddenly, he lowered his head and plunged into his arms, stretched out his hands and grasped his clothes tightly, his weak voice trembling imperceptibly: "I miss you so much ah."

"...can you hug me again?"

Natsume Eiji paused, and looked at him for a while with a distance.

"Are you going to put a bug on me, or chili powder?"

As he asked so vigilantly, it was obvious that some cats who love to play had made ptsd.

Osamu Dazai felt incomparably wronged for a moment, and at the same time, he also had some uncontrollable fear and panic.The feeling of not wanting to be hated made him turn pale and shake his head vigorously, clutching Ying Er's hand so tightly that the knuckles were turning white: "No! I didn't...I, I didn't want to do that to you! I won't do that anymore !"

The young man began to cry, his usual eloquence didn't seem to exist, he only knew to keep denying, as if he was still the immature and dependent child in front of Eiji.

Even, because he has lost it, he knows how tightly to hug him. Now he is more concerned about gains and losses than before.

I was afraid that in the blink of an eye, this person would leave him again.

So he didn't dare to dream, let alone move forward, even if his ugly heart was burned by jealousy.

Natsume Eiji quietly looked at the young man who was about to cry after being misunderstood. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly stretched out his hand and hugged him gently.

"Okay."

He comforted along the young man's suddenly stiff back, his tone more gentle than Qiushui.

"I was just joking with you, Dazai-sama."

"..."

It took a while for the young man who was frozen like a stone statue to come back to his senses, and hugged him back almost eagerly, with a slight sob in his throat.

"Xiu Zhi." He said in a low voice, sounding like he was acting pitifully and carefully.

"Huh? Dazai-sama wants me to call you Shuji directly?" Natsume Eiji asked knowingly with a smile.

Osamu Dazai didn't answer, but buried his head in his arms even harder.

Natsume Eiji chuckled a few times, rubbed his head and said slyly: "I can't call such an intimate name for nothing. Dazai-sama has to promise me a condition."

"……Sourness."

It took a few seconds for Osamu Dazai's muffled voice to come from his arms, but he obviously didn't dare to die any more, so he quickly asked, "What conditions?"

"Don't worry, it's a very simple condition for you." Eiji smiled with his eyes bent, took a step back and leaned over to look at Osamu Dazai, and kissed him gently and affectionately under his dimly bright eyes his forehead.

"Promise me that in the rest of your life, you will choose the good side."

"..."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes, and stared at him deeply with blank and desolate eyes.

After a long time, he raised his hand to caress the forehead that was imprinted with soft touch, and nodded slightly under the warm gaze of the man.

The next day.

Natsume Ei of the Black Lizard, headed by 20 people, left the port of Mafia without notifying anyone, and his life and death are unknown.

Hong Kong and black leader Mori Ogai rejected all applications to search or kill him, and classified the matter as confidential, and no one is allowed to raise it in private.

A few days later, Osamu Dazai, one of the five cadres, blew up the garage and wine cabinet of his colleague Chuya Nakahara, and defected, and his whereabouts are unknown.

When Hong Kong and Hei people were talking about the disappearance of these two big figures, no one noticed that a low-level member named Oda Sakunosuke hadn't appeared for a long time.