I write dog blood in Yokohama

I feel that Osamu Dazai is avoiding me a little.

I don’t know if it’s my own illusion. Since I finished drinking last night, that guy has lost his voice. The most typical example is that he didn’t come over to check the 10 words I memorized. I thought he proposed it on the first day , I will definitely come over and torture myself.

Based on the character of the other party, it shouldn't be right?

I rubbed my chin, got up from the sofa with a splitting headache, damn it, my head was so dizzy, what happened last night, I don’t quite remember...

Alcohol hurts people, sure enough, I still can't adapt to the alcohol with too high a concentration, I even forgot how I came back, I only have a vague impression of Oda Saku coming back behind my back, he seems to be very helpless Asking about my new home I was confused and couldn't tell the location, but in the end Osamu Dazai said the location with a clear expression on his face, so I was sent back to the dormitory by the No.1 male god.

Other things are completely unimpressed.

My throat was so dry that it felt like there was fire in my throat. I coughed a few times and stopped thinking about the mess. I stood up and planned to go to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water to moisten my throat.

It's a pity that after walking two steps, I staggered and almost fell on the ground on the spot. My eyes were fluttering, and there was also a nosebleed from the tip of my nose.

Here comes the side effect of the ability.

I quickly took out a few pieces of paper to plug my nose, and opened the refrigerator to drink a few sips of water. I had a rest at home this morning, but the side effects still haven't been greatly relieved.

There is no way, most of the gunshot wounds on my right leg were healed with supernatural powers yesterday, but it is strange that I didn’t suffer backlash today. If my ability is used to assist something, the person being assisted will definitely be affected a little, but the effect is not great That's it, even if the whole leg is healed, it will only be uncomfortable for a while the next day.

It’s almost afternoon since I got up in the morning. I didn’t eat a bite of food. Looking at the empty refrigerator (only one bottle of mineral water was placed), I couldn’t help but think about how to solve my lunch. As expected, I had to go downstairs Did you go to the convenience store across the street?

Hey, I really don't want to go down. Fortunately, I don't have a task for myself today. I dragged my tired body and put on my shoes and went downstairs. At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

"Hey."

"Hello? Uh, your voice is so weak, are you sick?" It was Nozawa's voice on the other end of the phone: "I heard that you moved the dormitory again? If I didn't see that 201 was completely vacated today, I'd go to I don't even know now!"

"The people who came to clean up said that you left something there. If I didn't happen to see it, they would have thrown it away."

"Where is your home, shall I send it to you?"

Nozawa babbled and said, I understood the general meaning, and I just finished memorizing this word today, so I nodded quickly: "Okay."

It's not bad to be a Sawaren. Since I moved to a decent high-end dormitory, I don't have to be wary anymore. I sent the address to him, but I was a little confused.

It's been a long time since I lived in that small dormitory, and I have almost no memory of it, except that I kept it pretty clean.

With my picky and searchy personality, I took away all the bedding that came with the dormitory at that time. Was there anything left behind?

Hey, no matter what you say, before Nozawa isn't here, let's go to the supermarket across the street and buy something to eat.

I have already left the apartment. Of course, there is no reason to go back now. This area is much more prosperous than the small street where I lived before. In addition to convenience stores, there are also large shopping malls and drugstores...

Wait, do you want to go to the drug store to look for painkillers and the like?

I took out my pocket, thinking of the only thing I had left... the card of the boss of the black mud essence, I looked away with some hesitation, until I bought two 100-yen rice balls, I was still tangled up a lot.

I never thought that a person I knew would come out of the drugstore on my own initiative.

"Baxun?" Nozawa's surprised voice came from the opposite side, and the familiar boy was wearing a formal suit, holding a box and beckoning to this side: "Great, so you are here."

I was also a little surprised. I walked over and looked at the cardboard box in the other party's hand. It seemed that it was indeed the box I used before. Nozawa had already stuffed things in, including the medicine in his hand.

"Here you are, and the cold medicine and painkillers I bought just now. The voice on your phone doesn't sound right? Really, it's not worrying at all."

"I suddenly have a temporary mission, and I'm in a hurry." Nozawa hurriedly handed me the plastic bag containing the medicine, and didn't stay where he was: "You have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

"..."

I opened my mouth, stretched out Erkang's hand and watched the other party leave like this, not knowing what to say to deal with his long string of words.

Nong Sawa, although he is a cannon fodder, he is really a good person!

I couldn't help but think emotionally, next time I invite the other party to a meal, and the same goes for Oda Saku who carried me home last night. I put the medicine and the plastic bag containing the rice balls together, and held the carton upside down. up the weight.

It's very light, and I think it has some clothes in it, which is really good!

Satisfied waving goodbye to the other party, I suddenly felt that my footsteps had strength. It turned out that I was really lucky today. People I knew had to meet one after another. No, Nozawa ran away in a hurry. The crossroad next to us An open-air red sports car galloped from the entrance.

The red-haired figure in the car seemed to have spotted me, and stopped just as it passed Nozawa.

"Senior Zhong... Zhongye!!"

I looked at the familiar orange-haired boy in surprise. Seeing him open the car door and get out, I hurriedly put the cardboard box on the ground, and ran over to say hello to him: "Long time no see."

awesome.

This is simply God helping me, I can ask about the salary card, and the portrait that Senou Diplomacy gave me, so I can solve it together today.

I looked at the other party with bright eyes, facing my friendly wave, but Nakahara Nakaya seemed a little unwilling to see me, he looked away and glanced over his head, raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat, for some reason he didn't Looking at me, he said lightly, "Mmm."

I:……

You don't seem to provoke him, do you?

Forget it, let's blow a rainbow fart to the male god first: "Senior Chuya, your car is very cool!"

I said enviously, "I like it."

I don't know which word provoked the other party. The boy choked up and let out a low "oh", but just from the tone of his voice, he could still feel that he was quite proud of that car.

"Oh, yes." I looked at the male god Zhongye in a little confusion, thinking that I had already sent him a text message asking him to do so yesterday, so I simply said straight to the point: "Senior Zhongye, about my e-mail yesterday..."

"There is one thing, I must, let me tell you."

Speaking of this, Nakahara Chuya's expression became even weirder. His expression suddenly became complicated, and he looked at me hesitantly, as if he didn't want to hear it, but after frowning, he still turned his head awkwardly. The hat covered his ears: "Speak."

"Okay, that, that's..."

"that is……"

I scratched my cheek, and said loudly under the encouraging gaze of the other party, "Please let me draw a portrait for you!"

silence.

Unusual silence.

The air was quiet for a few seconds before Nakahara Chuya looked at me with a face of "Is that all?", "It's gone?"

"Huh?" I looked back at the other party in confusion, otherwise.

Oops, does he already know that he wants to ask about the salary card? I originally planned to draw him a picture later and then mention it. What I said in the street is a bit impolite. If the other party really knows, I will draw it for him later. It is more reasonable to ask for the painting after the painting is finished.

Could it be that the male god Zhongye also joined the script team and knew what he wanted to say in advance?

"...No, it's nothing." Facing my puzzled gaze, the orange-haired boy seemed relieved, his expression softened again, and he said helplessly, "When?"

Hey, I accepted it so quickly.

I didn't talk nonsense, and replied directly: "Now, is it okay?"

"Now? That's fine." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded slightly, with both hands in his pockets: "Where are you drawing?"

This is a good question.

First of all, the studio is definitely not good enough. It’s too far away and I don’t want to go there. Today is the weekend, and the door may not be open. I have to go home to get the key to go there. It’s very troublesome.

I'd better go home, I'm exhausted, with paper balls stuck in my nostrils, I just want to go home quickly and finish painting early, just a few days ago I just brought the tools from the studio to my house.

With that in my heart, I said naturally: "Please come to my house."

"…what?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also froze for a while, his expression became strange again, and he seemed to say with restraint: "You, invite me to your house?"

"It's Baxun."

I corrected the address, but I asked back in my heart: Yes, what's wrong!Although I'm lazy, I don't want to do housework at all, but the house is pretty clean now, after all, I just moved in...cough.

Looking at the other party at a loss, in my own understanding, Zhongyuanzhong is also a very safe group of people, and there is no problem at all letting the other party know my home address.

Could it be that you dislike me for not doing housework?

Damn it, Dazai's black mud boss must have told him!The orange-haired boy looked like he was going to get angry, I lowered my head in embarrassment, and couldn't help but say guiltyly, "I'm sorry."

"Well, you can go to the hotel or not."

"Hotel..." Nakahara Chuya murmured, and it took a second to react before turning his azure eyes, and raising his voice slightly: "What?!"

"You said hotel!?"

That's right, the hotel is a bit too weird!

I also disapprove in my heart, there is no painting in the hotel, there is no artistic conception at all, and the lonely men and widows, they are very silly when they say it.

"Don't you want to?" I immediately retreated to the next best thing, carefully took the orange-haired boy's arm, and said honestly: "Sure enough, come to my house, Senior Chuya."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."