[Comprehensive] There are always big guys who covet my abilities

After finishing speaking, Akiko blinked at me meaningfully, and under my black-haired eyes, she walked out the door with her bag, looked at the clothes that were dried in her hand: "Dazai, go out first."

Dazai had a face of reluctance: "But Dr. Xie Ye said that now is the world of off-duty adults." He took the clothes I was holding and shook and laughed, and he was very embarrassed. Can I help?"

I grabbed my clothes and lifted my leg to kick him out of the door. Seeing Dazai lying dead on the floor, I rolled my eyes at him: "Feel the kick I kicked you, you think I haven't regained my strength person?"

After changing his clothes, he packed up his things and walked out of the medical room. Dazai was sitting on a swivel chair playing games. I knew the game console as Tanizaki. He went to my place to pick up the small backpack but was snatched away by a hand.

I looked at Dazai with unfriendly eyes. The game console he played before had been ruthlessly thrown on the chair. Now he stood in front of me with a calm and reliable look: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"No need," I calmly refused Dazai and pointed to the game console on the chair, "I think it's better for you to take care of the game first, you're about to be beaten to death."

Dazai glanced at the game console with a nonchalant look: "It's okay, today is the day I officially join Buteisha, come celebrate with me, I'll treat you to dinner~"

I complained to him speechlessly: "Is it just the two of us going to celebrate?"

Dazai nodded unusually hearty: "That's right, I can only share it with you, Zhiyin-chan at this time."

"No, I'm not hungry." I was a little uncomfortable listening to Dazai's words. His words were too ambiguous, but my relationship with him was far from that good.

Feeling restless, he snatched the backpack from Dazai's hand and walked outside the detective agency: "It's getting late, you should go home early."

"Wait for me, bosom friend." Dazai caught up and patted my head. Under my death gaze, he put his hands in his pockets and looked at me tenderly: "At least let me take you home."

I:"…………"

In the days that followed, apart from rejecting Dazai's funny and ambiguous behavior from time to time, it was also very interesting to solve the case funny with everyone in the detective agency.

It's definitely not my illusion. Since Dazai joined the detective agency, the atmosphere has become more funny than before. More than 01:30, especially Kunikida. Every time I see Dazai making him blow up, I am very worried about his hairline. The young man said It's too pathetic not to be bald or something.

After coming out of the bathroom and drying my hair, I opened the glass door. I was stunned when I saw the figure outside the door. The black top hat covered the ochre-red hair, which was a little longer than before. It was still the same mafia outfit as before, but He is more mature and stable than he was three years ago.

Nakahara Chuya, who I haven't seen for more than three years, is standing on the balcony outside my room at this time, his blue eyes slightly widened, as if shocked that I would suddenly open the glass door.

I also looked at him in shock. I felt a little embarrassed when I met him again in this way after not seeing him for more than three years. I smiled uncomfortably and greeted him: "Central Plains..."

Who knows that I just called his name, Zhong Yuan took a step back as if he was frightened, and almost fell from the balcony railing, he stabilized his figure and pressed his hat with embarrassment: "Don't get me wrong, I I didn't intend to enter your room, I just passed by here accidentally."

I:"……..."

With the gentlemanly demeanor of the Central Plains, of course he would not trespass into my room. I absolutely believe in him, but if he accidentally passed by the balcony outside my room, isn't this reason too weird?

The atmosphere was strangely silent, Zhongyuan looked at me for a while, he seemed to want to say something but swallowed it, and finally he turned around and seemed to be leaving.

"That..." As soon as I made a sound, Zhong Yuan's figure stopped, and he turned around: "What's the matter?"

In fact, I couldn't think of what was wrong with me at all. Finally, when those blue eyes lost their luster, I asked him: "When did you come back?"

"I just came back tonight," he said with a nonchalant expression on his face, "I will go to the leader tomorrow to report on the progress of the mission."

"Oh, have you eaten yet?" I wanted to slap myself just after asking, how did you ask Hasegawa Zhiyin such a stupid question? !Don't even look at what time it is, he must have eaten!

But to my surprise, Zhong Yuan's expression gradually warmed up. He touched his neck uncomfortably and said in a muffled voice: "Not yet."

"Well, do you want to eat some ramen together?" Under Zhong Yuan's gaze, I pointed to the snack street with warm yellow lights not far outside. "There is a ramen restaurant in the snack street that tastes very good."

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs." After Zhong Yuan finished speaking, he jumped off the balcony. I was a little speechless watching his neat movements. I don't know if it was my illusion. I felt that he was more innocent and shy than before.

After changing his clothes, he picked up his wallet and went out. When he saw Zhong Yuan leaning against the tree, he walked quickly to his side: "Sorry, I kept you waiting."

"It's okay." Zhong Yuan turned his gaze to me and frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with my attire: "Aren't you cold in wearing so little?"

I blinked blankly and looked at the sweater and trousers I was wearing: "It's not too small, it's already very thick to wear like this."

Zhong Yuan pointed out silently: "It's winter now, at least we need to add a cotton coat."

I waved my hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's not cold if you wear it like this," and walked forward first, "Come on, I didn't eat enough for dinner and now I feel a little hungry."

Zhongyuan followed me a few steps out of the gate of Senjing District. I was actually a little embarrassed walking on the snack street. After all, it was late at night, and it was a little uncomfortable to eat with a grown man. .

But soon my thoughts were taken away by the tempting smell of takoyaki. When I regained my senses, Nakahara had already handed the takoyaki in his hand to me. He seemed embarrassed and turned his head away from me: "Don't you want to eat takoyaki?"

"Thank you," I reached for the fork and blew it into my mouth. "I seldom eat takoyaki since Masaharu went to Tokyo." Seeing that there was still a bamboo stick in the paper box, I picked it up and handed it to him. Zhongyuan, under his puzzled eyes, handed the takoyaki to him, "The takoyaki in this store is super delicious, you should try it too."

"Oh...okay." Zhongyuan took the bamboo stick as he looked at me with a reddened face, forked a whole one into his mouth and got scalded as a matter of course, he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and chewed a few times before swallowing. down.

Judging by his expression, he should be scalded. I don't know why I was a little worried but also wanted to laugh: "Are you okay?"

Zhong Yuan obviously became angry from embarrassment: "It's okay, I'm not that fragile yet."

Sitting near the front desk of the ramen restaurant, Zhongyuan and I ordered a tonkotsu ramen alone. At this time, there were not many people in the shop, sitting in twos and threes at various positions. I don’t know if Zhongyuan’s dress is too mafia-like. Because of this reason, no one dared to sit at the front desk.

When the ramen came, I picked up a spoon and took a sip of the soup, sliding it into my stomach to warm it up and expel the cold feeling outside.

Zhongyuan quietly ate his ramen and didn’t speak, and I didn’t intend to speak. When I first met Zhongyuan, I remembered his confession to me before he left and my promise that he would give him the answer when he came back. I was a little confused whether to provoke this topic.

But after thinking about it, it was a confession made three years ago. It took too long. Maybe Zhong Yuan has forgotten or he has someone he likes again. Bringing up that confession will make the two of us feel embarrassed. Thinking of this, I took a sneak peek I glanced at Zhong Yuan and saw that he was still buried in eating ramen, so I decided not to mention it.

"How have you been in the past three years?" A dark question came from beside me. Hearing this question, I turned my head to look at Zhongyuan, and Zhongyuan stared at the ramen as if he could see a flower.

"It's not bad." I put down my chopsticks and thought for a while, "I'm doing decent grades in my self-study college, and I'm quite happy working in a detective agency."

Zhong Yuan glanced at me quickly and retracted the moment he caught my line of sight: "That's good."

"What about you? How was your trip to the west?" I regretted it as soon as I asked, after all, one of the five major cadres of the Hong Kong gangsters in the Central Plains. Asking him like this is tantamount to inquiring about his work, lest he misunderstand and explain quickly." Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to inquire about your work, I just casually asked you as if you were a friend."

"I didn't mean to blame you." Zhong Yuan put down his chopsticks and looked at me, obviously a little unhappy with my nervousness. "The trip to the west was not very smooth. The rebellion is not easy to suppress, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed there for three years," said At this point, he was gnashing his teeth, "That group of rubbish that will be regenerated no matter how crushed it is, is really annoying!"

Looking at Zhong Yuan, who was obviously in a certain mood, I didn't know what to say, so I comforted him dryly: "Oh, anyway, it's good that you're back now."

As soon as I finished talking about Zhongyuan’s, it exploded into a tomato. He picked up the chopsticks and poked the ramen in the bowl uncomfortably: “Is that what you think?”

"Hmm." I was a little surprised, isn't it normal to think like this as a friend?I would never expect him to stay in the West for the rest of his life.

After I finished speaking, Zhongyuan bowed his head and ignored me. I continued to eat ramen with a face of indifference when I saw this. When I walked out of the ramen restaurant, the time on my mobile phone was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Opposite the ramen restaurant is a small milk tea shop. Several people are queuing up. I looked at Zhong Yuan: "Thank you for inviting me to eat ramen. Do you like milk tea? I invite you to drink milk tea."

Zhong Yuan glanced at the milk tea shop and took off his coat and handed it to me: "It's cold outside, you put it on first and I'll go buy milk tea."

I was a little moved by the gentlemanly demeanor of the Central Plains. Even though I haven’t seen him for three years, his gentlemanly character has only increased, so I waved to him: “No, I’ll just go buy it. I’ve said I’ll treat you.”

Zhong Yuan still maintained the posture of handing over his coat: "It's okay..."

"Zhiyinjiang didn't expect to see you here," I turned my head when I heard the voice, and Dazai walked up to me with two drinks and handed one of them to me. "It's better to have a hot drink in such a cold day."

"Thank you," I took a cup of hot milk, and looked at Dazai suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

"I just passed by here after dinner and was going home," he looked at me suspiciously as if he had just discovered Zhongyuan next to me: "Ah~? Zhiyin sauce, why are you with the port mafia?"