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What the hell is a little movie?Actually let these two guys hide it from him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also held such doubts, and in the following time, he frequently looked at the hat on the top of Zhongyuan's hat, whether it was when he took the hat brother and the "maid" to the mall to buy ingredients, or when he returned home and cooked in the kitchen. During the meal, even at the table, I watched while eating. I almost threw the crab meat and the crab shell into my mouth when peeling the crab.

It wasn't until he felt a different touch on his lips that Nakahara Zhongya realized what he was doing. He put down the crab shell in embarrassment, met Verlaine's gentle eyes, and suddenly his scalp went numb.

What is he doing!

Zhong Yuanzhong also put the peeled crab meat into the bowl of the hat, and coughed lightly: "Look at what I am doing?"

Verlaine: "It's so cute."

Zhongyuan hat: "It's so cute to see how my brother is in a daze."

Suddenly being described as cute, Zhong Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Do you still want to eat it? If you don't eat it, I won't shell it for you."

This big and small moment is immersed in hard work.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed in his heart, and smiled helplessly.

After the meal, Zhong Yuanzhong also sent Verlaine back to the port of Mafia, and continued to deal with his work by the way—he was called back temporarily during the day, and there were still many things to deal with.

It was already midnight when he came back, the room was pitch black, and Zhong Yuanzhong also went to take a shower tiredly, to wash off some of the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood on his body, and then walked into the room lightly.

The boy was sleeping soundly buried under the quilt, and the hat that was usually attached to his head was placed on the bedside table at this moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at it, and was about to lift the quilt to go to bed, when his feet stopped when they touched the sheets.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he slowly retracted his foot, moved to the side of the bedside table, and slowly took the hat on it into his hand.

The pitch-black hat didn't have any fancy decorations, and it was similar to the style he usually wears. Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at it over and over again, but he didn't see why.

"It looks like an ordinary hat..." Nakahara Chuya muttered in a low voice.

Why do Verlaine and the hat look very strange, what else are you watching, uh... a small movie?

He looked at it several times in doubt, and finally tried to put the hat on his head, but the result was still the same as an ordinary hat, and no small movie appeared.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave up, he put his hat back, shook his head, and was about to go to bed.

The boy who was sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly said, "Brother Zhongye..."

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong also tensed his body subconsciously, and responded, but saw Zhongyuan's hat turned over, and there was no movement again.

...He thought he had been caught moving his hat.

No, it's okay even if it is discovered?Isn't it just a hat, take it to see what's wrong?Zhong Yuanzhong also felt helpless about his nervousness.

"Forget it, go to sleep."

Zhong Yuanzhong also patted his head, which was a little tired and drowsy due to work, and lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

The hazy drowsiness soon eroded his consciousness, and Zhong Yuanzhong also fell asleep in a daze, half dreaming and half awake as if he had a dream.

He dreamed that he seemed to be surrounded by white soft cotton, and the soft touch made him sink deeply inside, so comfortable that he didn't want to come out at all, but gradually, this soft comfort faded away, and the surrounding cotton became very hard And crowded, almost suffocating him inside.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a hard breath and opened his eyes, and found something laying on his face, his eyes were blocked, and he reached out to grab it blankly, and caught the child's tiny arm.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Oh shit, the hat fell asleep on his head again.

Being held by the boy's hands and feet, Zhong Yuan couldn't even turn his head. He stretched out his hand, touched the phone from the bedside table, and checked the time.

Well, it's five o'clock and he's only slept for three hours.

Although it was still two hours away from the task time assigned to him by the leader, if he could sleep, he should sleep for a while.

Zhongyuan Zhong also carefully grabbed the boy's hands and feet lying on his face and neck, trying to pull them off his body, but for some reason, the boy's strength was extraordinarily strong in his sleep, as soon as he exerted force, the hat followed suit , His head hurts and his neck hurts from being strangled.

"Hat? Hat?" Even if he didn't continue to sleep, his neck would be strangled to the point of suffocation. Zhong Yuanzhong also called softly, "Hat, wake up, brother will be strangled to death by you."

"Hmm..." Zhongyuan's hat smacked his lips, as if he had woken up a bit, and relaxed a little. Just when Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to pull him off, it suddenly tightened again, even stronger than before.

Nakahara Chuya: "!!"

He almost couldn't catch his breath and choked.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, and had no choice but to use the last plan, activate the ability, and use gravity to lift the boy holding his head away.

This time it was considered easy, and Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, he was about to stop the gravity and get up to wash and go to work, with another weight on his head.

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "??"

Again? !He couldn't believe it!

But just when he was about to do it again, the person on the head let go of his hand, rolled twice on the bed, rolled himself into sushi with the quilt, and could faintly hear Zhongyuan's hat whispering in his sleep.

"Brother Zhongye...hat, fly...you have to hold on tight..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed, and leaned over and reached out to touch the boy's fleshy face, poking at this little fleshy face that looked almost the same as himself, he was in a particularly good mood, and softly responded to the boy's dream words: "What? , Because it’s called a hat, so I dreamed that I became my hat? Usually I don’t let my hat get blown away.”

"Don't worry, even if you open the dirty hat and blow it away, you will pick it up later, don't hold my head so tightly—"

As he spoke, his tone suddenly slowed down, with some hesitation and uncertainty, he repeated what he had just said to himself: "Because my hat was blown away?"

Speaking of which, isn't Osamu Dazai's son Dazai's bandage's ability nullified?Why when I saw him during the day yesterday, the child was holding a bandage and hanging a hat with Yumeno Hisaku?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that it was because he didn't get enough sleep that he thought of this kind of thing, and he swayed into the bathroom to wash up like sleepwalking in a trance.

...Oh, so this is what Verlaine told the hat that he didn't know yet.

seriously! !

……

It was already noon when Nakahara Hat woke up, and he had no memory of how he hugged his brother's head tightly in the middle of the night. After eating the meal that Nakahara Nakaya had prepared, he went out and took a seat sent by Mori Ogai. He picked up his car and wobbled towards the Mafia building at the port.

Chuya Nakahara didn't know where he was working again today, so he put him squatting in the Mafia building anyway, and after meeting Mori Ogai and saying hello, the boy trotted to the basement.

Verlaine had just finished training some newcomers to Mafia at the port in the morning. He was sitting at the table eating, and when he saw the boy coming in, he waved to him.

"Brother Verlaine, good afternoon." Zhongyuan hat ran over, and was picked up by the eldest brother and placed on his lap. He sat down obediently, looked around, and asked, "Where's Jiu Zuo?"

"Maybe he was called away by Mr. Sen." Verlaine replied casually, he didn't care much about other people, at most he just knew whether the other party was still in this space, "I asked Mr. Sen for a game console, do you want to play? "

The man took out one of the latest game consoles on the market from the drawer, and stuffed it into Zhongyuan Hat's hands: "If you don't like to play this one, then let him send someone to send someone else over."

"It's okay, I like it very much, thank you brother." The boy took the game console, opened it and looked at it.

This game console is probably not cheap. Although it is a small thing for the Mafia, it looks expensive and flashy. There are also many games in it, and they all cost a lot of money to buy.

Zhongyuan hat casually opened a game, looked at the villain loading bar on the screen, and murmured: "Bandages should be very enjoyable to play, and I always feel that using bandages is more flexible than using two hands. I said I came to find I'm playing flower cards, when will I come over..."

"I heard it!" Just as he finished chanting, Dazai's bandaged voice came from the door, "Since the hat misses me so much, then hand over the game console!"

Zhongyuan hat raised his head, raised the game console in his hand and waved: "Bandage, you are here."

Dazai's bandage is rare today without covering his face. Behind him is Dazai Osamu who is listless and exuding a decadent atmosphere, and Yumeno Hisaku who has restored his original dress but is empty-handed, and after that is Nakahara Chuya.

"Brother Zhongye, are you done with your work?" Zhongyuan hat signaled Verlaine to put him off his lap, ran to Zhongya Zhongya, raised his head and stretched his arms to show his brother his game console, "Verlaine The game console my brother gave me."

"...I'm not done with my work, so I came to see you." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a little complicated, "Since he gave it to you, then you can play, or you can play with the bandage if you want, remember not to Snatched by the bastard Dazai."

As soon as Osamu Dazai came in, he slumped on the sofa like a salted fish—although he didn't have to stay in the detective agency and be yelled at by his current partner to urge him to work, but staying in this kind of place made him completely unmotivated.

Hearing Chuya Nakahara's words, Osamu Dazai called out, "Chuya, do I look like the kind of person who can snatch children's game consoles?"

"You are!" Zhong Yuanzhong cursed angrily, turned his head and talked to Zhong Yuan's hat again, "I'm here to send these guys here, and I will continue to work later, you..."

He hesitated for a moment, looked at the people around him, but still didn't ask: "You should pay attention to your own safety. If you need anything, you can tell the leader."

Nakahara Hat blinked and withdrew his hand, turned his head and looked at Bandage Dazai.

[Ah, have you been discovered? ]

"Brother Chuya," said the boy, reflecting Chuya Nakahara's appearance in his calm eyes, "do you know that a hat is a hat?"

Nakahara Chuya's expression froze, and he changed the topic: "Then I'll go first..."

Dazai Bandage said: "Oh, Brother Chuya only found out now~ Everyone knows it!"

Dazai Osamu followed suit and said, "As expected of a slug without a brain, you stupid little dwarf."

Nakahara Chuya: It’s hard, the fist is hard.