[Comprehensive] World Treasures

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He didn't know whether Bafang Meiren was drunken nonsense, or a cryptic confession with a little sincerity.The boy held her shoulders, struggled hard for a while, and said slowly:

"…I like you?"

Bafang beauty squinted her eyes, waited for a long time and finally waited for a sentence, her heart beat faster, taking advantage of the great opportunity, she took a deep breath.

"But I regard you as a good brother!!"

Then, unwilling to face the next scene, he simply closed his eyes, and fell on the back of the small sofa, face down, so that if Zhong Yuan Zhong was also angry, he would not hit his face.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

What else could Zhong Yuanzhong do, he just gritted his teeth and reached out to help her, so that she would not really hit her head.

The boy himself didn't take this sentence seriously, but it cannot be denied that he was a little shaken when he heard Bafang's question.

Fortunately, the bar was already noisy, and Bafang's sound was not that loud. No one should pay attention to this awkward little corner.

The Central Plains is not a treasure, it failed.

Bafang waited for a long time, surrounded by the noise of bars, closed his eyes and felt a little regretful.

——Of course she wasn't drunk, she only drank so little, how could the treasure of the world get drunk so easily.

It’s just that if you say that when you are sober, you are likely to be blocked by Chuya Zhongyuan for the rest of your life.After all, she quite likes Chuya Zhongyuan on the level of friends, and she doesn't want to lose the only honest friend in Hong Kong and black.

...The reason for being so reckless is because after that mission ended, she summoned Jiang Xuezuo's words in her room again.

He told Bafang that the swords have the ability to perceive in various worlds, but only need Bafang's call to come to the world.

Jiang Xue stood on the left and clarified all the information from Xiongying, and proposed that Sanriyue, who had appeared in that world, could go back once.

——It takes a lot of spiritual energy.Although Sanriyue is also busy with some external affairs of Honmaru recently, it is still possible to spare a little time.

Bafang immediately asked him to go back and explain the situation to Sanriyue. Jiang Xue lowered her eyes and wrote down her instructions, and after a moment of silence, she added:

"If you need to teach you how to use a sword, you can also call me."

……

Now is not the time to think about those things. Since Jiang Xue brought the words, Sanriyue will try her best to tell her parents that she is not dead. What Bafang needs to do now is to quickly fulfill the requirements of Shengguang.

Bafang was worried here with his eyes closed, and Zhongyuan Zhong was also worried about how to send her back to her own room.

Although, although I stayed in her room before, there is a difference between men and women after all, so I can't take her to my resting place, right?

"Hey Bafang, are you feeling better now?"

Zhongye drank the wine in the bottle by himself, waited for Bafang to sleep for a while, checked the time, it was almost midnight, and asked in a low voice.

Bafang slowly opened his eyes, blinked at him, and nodded dully.

"I asked my subordinate to pick you up, he's at the door."

Bafang rubbed the space between his brows to prop himself up, took a quick step away from Chuya's supporting hand, and then walked out pretending to be wobbly.

Come out of the bar, the night swallows the glow of the neon lights.

The night is dark, the market is asleep, and the door of the bar separates the world inside and outside, making a clear distinction.

Standing at the door, Dazai Osamu waved at the two of them while holding the mobile phone with the screen still on, and turned the key flexibly in the other hand.

The scene was very embarrassing.

"...Why are you here, bastard Dazai!"

Bafang's sharp eyes quickly grabbed the hem of Nakahara Chuya's back clothes, who was about to step forward to fight, but Dazai shrugged indifferently.

"Because I asked that subordinate to go back first. Ah, it seems that someone is following him. Why don't you go and help me? You can leave the pick-up and drop-off to me."

Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue, turned his gaze to the dark darkness, and glanced at Bafang Beauty hesitantly.

Bafang had lowered his head, but when he heard their conversation, he raised his head to look at Dazai, and the eyes of the two met silently in the air.

There was a smile in Dazai Osamu's black eyes, as if he had seen through Bafang and pretended to be drunk, probably meaning that if she refused, he would tell Chuya.

Bafang: ...Damn it.

"I'm fine, Zhongya will help first."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, took off his coat and put it on her body, and left.

"Wow, what a rare gentleman, what a pity...Let's go, beauty."

Bafang always felt that he knew something, but he couldn't ask, and he was already pinching Dazai's villain in his heart.

Although Dazai is not of legal age to drive a motorcycle, the port mafia is not a righteous organization anyway. Hakata stepped onto Dazai's motorcycle, put on his helmet and wrapped his arms around Dazai's waist.

"Still angry?"

"Mr. Dazai, do you have something worth my trouble to be angry with?"

Osamu Dazai laughed, and the two of them fell into an eerie silence, only the howling wind intertwined their breaths.

The bar is close to the Port Mafia, and it is considered a half subsidiary of the Port Mafia, so it is not far from Bafang's residence.

Osamu Dazai parked the car somewhere casually, then got out of the car and walked Bafang to the gate of the residence, turned around and left without saying a word.

"... Dazai."

Along the way, the question that was suppressed in my heart was exported, but another question was changed.

"Why are you committing suicide?"

Bafang spoke softly, but Dazai didn't seem to hear, so she continued talking.

"I was angry because you didn't value your own life. Whether it's the port mafia or my original world, casualties are a common thing...I don't want to see my friends die."

Bafang watched him walk into the darkness, his heart skipped a beat, and he had already stopped him when he came back to his senses.

"Dazai."

The evening wind blew, raising the corners of his clothes.

Dazai turned his head and saw the girl standing at the gate, still wearing Nakahara Chuya's coat, and sighed.

"...Be careful, see you tomorrow."

...

The port mafia training started early in the morning, and Osamu Dazai slept peacefully last night, so he was in a good mood this morning, not as expressionless as he was a few days ago.

But this does not mean that the training will be easy. To put it another way, because Osamu Dazai is in a good mood, he has more energy to torture others.

He sat on the cargo box and looked down at the distraught young man below.

"Akutagawa-kun, it's ugly lying on the ground, stand up."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa knelt on the ground and coughed heart-rendingly while clutching his abdomen, but he still struggled to stand up.

Osamu Dazai's teaching method is really not worthy of the word "teacher", Bafang twitched his lips when he opened the door and saw this scene.

"Mr. Mori agreed with me to train together, and I will teach Akutagawa-kun close combat."

Bafang quickly walked up to Akutagawa and squatted down, wiping the blood off his face for him.

Regarding his dormitory, Bafang had already negotiated with the headquarters warehouse. Although he didn't know why the lady in the warehouse looked at her with loving eyes, it somehow improved Akutagawa and Silver's quality of life.

Akutagawa was about to turn his face away, unwilling to let her touch his embarrassed self, when he heard Bafang's voice.

"Dazai is right. If you want to survive, you need to work hard. Although his teaching method is too extreme, I will not let it go."

Bafang stood up, took a step back and made an attacking gesture.

Inexplicably, she thought of Mr. Aizawa who had taught her not long ago, and she uttered similar words.

"Now, attack me."

……

"You say you have to be merciful, but beauty kisses you, at least you have to do it yourself."

Bafang Meiren frowned and looked at her palm, feeling guilty for knocking Akutagawa unconscious.

No, wait a minute, is it my own strength or Akutagawa-kun is too weak, and it's just a defensive move——

——It was an instinctive reaction of the body, not intentional! ! !

Dazai Osamu slowly walked over from a corner of the training room, squatted down to check Akutagawa's injuries, and then called his subordinates to take Akutagawa to see a doctor.

"Wow... it's a heavy hand."

"I'm sorry, I'll be gentler next time."

"Forget it, he's just an indifferent person anyway, he's too weak."

Osamu Dazai stood up while supporting his knees, and smiled at Bafang.

"How about a fight with me, beauty?"

Bafang beauty pondered for a moment and responded, but she was startled when she started to make a move.

She thought that Osamu Dazai was defined as a military adviser in the port mafia, but she didn't expect that he could fight so well, not to mention his flexible movements, and occasionally he could predict the movements of all directions.

So... This person's IQ and military strength are not low, why should he be world-weary, if it's really impossible, being a villain and conquering the world is also the goal?

Osamu Dazai's attacks looked sloppy, but all his movements were precise, hitting the weakest places in his body.

The two had agreed in advance that they would not use their supernatural powers, but Bafang was quite confident in himself in terms of physical skills, and after going back and forth, he was ruthless.

Both of them had scars on their bodies, and Bafang took the opportunity to attack the bandage that seemed to be in the way, grabbing it while Dazai was defending, and then pulling it hard.

A white bandage was wrapped around her hand, and Dazai's cheeks with some baby fat made him look cute.

... Bafang stared at him for a while, suddenly felt familiar.

She seemed to understand why she had a strange feeling when she saw Dazai for the first time——

"Do you... have any relatives like elder brother? The kind who like to go to the dress shop."

Dazai stopped to straighten his messy hair:?

"I always feel like I met you somewhere."

Bafang muttered something in a low voice, she tidied up the bandages on her hands, and handed them to Dazai.

"Neng, return it to you."

Dazai took it, and an unknown flower appeared in the other hand like a magic trick. He slightly bent down and pinned the flower in Bafang's hair, and said something incomprehensible: "Don't consider me as a target?"

Bafang: ...?

Bafang opened his mouth and was organizing his words when there was a knock on the door of the training room.

The subordinate who came bowed down and saluted the two respectfully, and then said to the two:

"Master Bafang, Lord Dazai, the leader has an invitation."

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