She had an ominous feeling.

Osamu Dazai continued: "Yanjiang was so fierce yesterday, he even hit him when he was chasing him."

"Although the loss of the port mafia is considerable, it is worthwhile to see such a magnificent scene."

Nakahara Chuya, a person with supernatural powers who can manipulate gravity, is considered to be the most aggressive.

Su Woyan, in a country that Newton can't control, the magical girl who made Newton's coffin board repeatedly lifted.

The fight between these two people was more exciting than could be imagined by the brain.

Osamu Dazai thought, if he hadn't appeared in time yesterday, maybe the entire port mafia would have been demolished.

Of course, after he appeared, he was mercilessly beaten by Nakahara Chuya's men.

Su Woyan covered his face.

She decisively threw the blame on Osamu Dazai.

"You bastard... why are you hiding this kind of thing..."

"It's too much, Yan-chan!" Osamu Dazai saw through her thoughts in a second, "Aren't you going to ignore your own faults and not talk about it?"

Su Woyan didn't intend to reason at all: "It's your fault!"

Osamu Dazai scratched his hair, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his expression, but his words were smooth: "Yes, yes, what Yan Jiang said is correct."

Su Wo said: "...?" Wait, where is this guy's mouth that makes people angry?

Osamu Dazai got up and walked towards the door: "Well, I'll go find Chuya and apologize."

Su Wo said, "Hey, wait—"

The wooden door opened and closed and re-embedded into the door frame.

Apologize?

With the relationship between the mackerel and the slug, it is absolutely impossible for the former to show a sincere apology to the latter.

Osamu Dazai would only add a handful of new firewood to the raging anger when Nakahara Nakaya was angry.

In the Lupine bar, the orange light for lighting shrouded the two people in front of the bar.

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook the ice hockey whiskey named "Godfather" in his hand, mockingly said: "Aren't you afraid of being caught by the 'little lover'?"

A man dressed in black and more authentic than Nakahara Chuya's wine tapped the table lightly: "Mojito."

Fuku, who dragged Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai, who had already taken off the bandage, put the bandage back on after facing the crisis of disfigurement.

Osamu Dazai chuckled, "Chuya is very angry—about what I didn't tell Chuya."

"Ah, when I think of Chuya's angry and helpless look, I can't help but feel very happy."

Zhong Yuanzhong also swallowed back the interrogative sentence "Are you sick?" that came to his lips.

He didn't ask such a stupid question - it was obvious that Osamu Dazai was sick.

The Gravity Messenger said: "It's not very angry, it's just that my emotions were a little out of control at the time."

They are still sinking in the fear of the 16-year-old pink-haired girl being destroyed in the thick fog five years ago.

"After hitting you, my mood calmed down."

No, the reason for him to calm down was not at all that the next criminal beat Osamu Dazai.

But after he knew the truth, he suddenly understood that the Su Woyan he saw was a completely unfamiliar existence to him.

That's just someone from another world, another person who is familiar with the Central Plains, another Su Woyan.

They are not familiar and do not know each other, so there is nothing to be angry about.

Osamu Dazai is a girl who guards the baby and does not show it to others. To Nakahara Chuya, it does not have that meaning.

Therefore, Zhong Yuanzhong quickly persuaded himself to be calm.

Nakahara also punched Osamu Dazai, pushed the king/bastard leader against the wall, and cut his neck with a knife.

In this seemingly crazy time, he is actually extremely calm.

"It's so easy to calm down, Chuya."

Osamu Dazai raised his head and stared directly at the lamp, even though the light was dazzling, he did not move his eyes away.

"I thought……"

Halfway through his speech, his eyes slowly opened wide, with a little surprise in them.

Osamu Dazai stopped his swaying feet, restrained himself, and sat upright on the chair.

He turned around and looked at the people coming down some old stairs.

There was a smile in Dazai Osamu's eyes: "Ah, what a coincidence."

If Zhong Yuanzhong read it correctly, before he smiled, this guy actually had an expression of about to cry for a moment.

The leader of the port mafia, the personification of Yokohama's night, who is at ease with all problems, seems to be at a loss at that moment.

Oda Sakunosuke held a cigarette between his fingers, but he had never smoked it. It was given to him by a construction worker he met on the road.

He seemed to be planning to wait for the cigarette to finish burning before crushing it in the ashtray.

This is a person who is very gentle and unexpectedly has a natural dull attribute.

"Good day." Oda Sakunosuke sat down in front of the bar, putting his sand-colored coat aside.

The old bartender didn't wait for him to order, he had already served a glass of ice hockey whiskey and put it in the coaster.

Is a regular customer.

It seems that during this year, Oda Sakunosuke will often visit this bar.

The awkward atmosphere could not stop spreading.

Even the dull Zhongyuanzhong couldn't stand this kind of depression.

All he wanted to do was grab his coat and hat and leave, find some relaxing place to relax.

But he can't do this, he needs to guarantee Dazai Osamu's personal safety at this time.

After all, the person who just walked in is a capable member of the Armed Detective Agency.

Osamu Dazai said, "Chuya, you should go back first."

Zhongyuan Zhong also naturally wanted to refuse: "No, you..."

Osamu Dazai cut off the cadre's words: "It's okay, this guy won't attack me."

"It's better to be like this." Zhongya Zhongya picked up his coat, and he still didn't forget to warn before leaving, "Hey, Armed Detective Agency, if you dare to touch a finger of my leader, you will be crushed by gravity."

Odasaku nodded calmly and said, "I will remember."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." This guy's reaction made people wonder how to complain.

He even doubted whether the other party had listened to his warning seriously.

"Anyway, remember it for me!" Zhong Yuan put on his hat, turned and left the bar.

Between the two sitting in front of the bar, the atmosphere did not improve with Nakahara Chuya's departure.

Odasaku thought like this: It's too bad, I have to say something.

"Hey, Oda-sa—"

The first half of the syllable of "zuo" got stuck in Osamu Dazai's mouth and was not fully pronounced.

He seemed to want to call the person beside him "Oda Saku" familiarly, but remembering what happened here a year ago, Osamu Dazai still shut up.

"Oda-kun." It was replaced by such a well-regulated, seemingly not very unfamiliar title.

Dazai Osamu is a person who smiles every day, and seems to have no manners.

He will use some honorifics, such as "Sir", "Miss" and "Sir".

But the person who is called always feels that he is not taken seriously, which probably has something to do with this guy's frivolous tone and attitude.

Being able to hear the meaning of "politeness" from his mouth is almost equivalent to the difficulty of spitting out ivory from a dog's mouth.

Osamu Dazai spoke first to ease the atmosphere between them: "I, recently found a very important person."

Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of whiskey, nodded and said, "That's it, it's a very good thing."

Of course, seeing Oda Sakunosuke's sluggish expression, I don't know if he is really admiring the other party.

"It's a girl with pink hair, very beautiful and a very good person."

Dazai Osamu brought up the topic with a smile:

"She and President Fukuzawa seem to be acquaintances, what a wonderful fate."

"Is that right, Oda-kun?"

This deliberate, embarrassing ease didn't last long.

The young man with vicious eyes came down: "Mr. Oda, Mr. Kunikida is looking for..."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa had already seen Osamu Dazai, and the clothes on his body suddenly swelled up with teeth and claws.

"The man in black!"

Oda Sakunosuke got up to stop him: "Wait, Akutagawa..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's supernatural power has no effect on Osamu Dazai.

But what Oda Sakunosuke is most afraid of at this time is that the child grabs the stool with the cloth and beats Osamu Dazai violently.

But someone is faster.

A slender white leg protruded from an invisible corner, kicking Ryunosuke Akutagawa down the stairs.

When Ryunosuke Akutagawa fell, he used supernatural powers to stabilize his figure, then stretched out the cloth and stabbed at the person behind him.

However, the cloth was blocked by a pink translucent barrier, and it couldn't get any closer.

Su Woyan stepped out and asked, "Osamu Dazai, how much do you like Odasaku as a dog?"

"Drink behind my back, huh?"

Oda Sakunosuke raised his head innocently.

Osamu Dazai waved his hands again and again: "No, Yan-chan, listen to my explanation!"

But the bar owner presented the last straw that broke the camel's back very "knowing the times".

"Sir, your Mojito."

Osamu Dazai: "...?"

The author has something to say: Yanmei felt that the leader Zai was losing his temper, so she went out to arrest people.

Just caught the leader Jae who was secretly drinking.

Plot explanation: In the IF line, Tonosuke Oda, a member of the Butei club, meets with the leader Zai who pretends to be a high-level informant for Akutagawa.

Then there were stabbing dialogues such as "Don't call me Oda Tsukuru" and "There is no reason to be called that by the enemy".

He still pointed the gun at the leader Zai.

Yokohama Love Story (5)

Su Gayan grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar and lifted him from his seat.

"You still said you didn't drink!"

Osamu Dazai struggled and waved his arms: "Yan-chan, Yan-chan, listen to me—"

"I just ordered wine, I haven't drunk it yet, really!"

Oda Sakunosuke heard the name "Yan-chan"

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