[Comprehensive] Magical Uchiha spitting fire online

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Chuuya Nakahara, who said "Go to hell" with disgust, still put down Mr. Dazai who was hanging on the rope very upright.

Just now, the man who was strangled to the point of death fell to the ground neatly, touched his neck, and then smiled like he was almost on the verge of death.

"It's so scary, so scary." Osamu Dazai said in a brisk tone: "I thought I was really going to die."

...Aren’t you just running to die?

I wanted to complain, but in this situation, Nakahara Chuya finally forgot to pursue me because of Dazai Osamu's actions. If I take the initiative to find a sense of presence, then I am really tired of living.

I didn't need to open my mouth. Chuuya Nakahara took my place and complained about Osamu Dazai with a look of disgust on his face: "Don't you just want to commit suicide? Why don't you just hang yourself like this?"

"Although my interest is suicide, it is definitely not a painful way to die."

People who are seventeen or eighteen years old and have already entered the youth category seem to be pretending to be cute and puffing up their faces. Maybe it’s because Dazai Osamu has done too many shocking things, including just one or two. An adult man made such an expression that I thought was childish, but I subconsciously thought there was nothing wrong with it.

"Idiot Chuuya-kun won't be able to understand the subtle differences anyway."

"Why don't I kill you now? You will definitely be painless and die in an instant."

The two of them started quarreling without saying a few words. They were quarreling like a three-year-old child, saying "slug" and "green mackerel" at the same time. The two of them had a great time arguing.

When Nakahara Chuuya called Dazai Osamu a "suicidal maniac bandage wasting machine", Dazai Osamu covered his face in an exaggerated manner and took a step back: "Damn it - he is obviously just a little mafia, how can he have such a bad mouth? ——”

"I think you really want to be killed by me."

"Then, bad Chuuya-kun."

Dazai revealed his eyes from between his fingers. His caramel-colored eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his eyes were raised: "Were you bullying my subordinates just now?"

The picture of childish ghosts quarreling suddenly changed, and the topic turned back to me, who had finally managed to minimize my presence.

"what?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya was stunned for a moment and turned to look at me. He looked me up and down, and the man who had been chasing me for so long muttered as if he had discovered who I was for the first time: "Your subordinate?...Ah, the one you picked up when you picked me up You're about to die, right? I heard something, what is it called, Uchiha? Uchiha Chidori?"

"It's a frightened bird."

Dazai Osamu corrected.

"It doesn't matter to me whether your subordinate calls the Scaring Bird or the Chidori. I just want to know why my things are in his hands."

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and Dazai Osamu put down the hand covering his face and showed a very relaxed smile.

"That one, I took it."

"As expected, it's you, you bastard!" Nakahara Chuuya flew up and landed on Dazai Osamu's smiling face. He stepped on Mr. Dazai's face with a hard sole that could make a "tapping" sound on the floor. After a pause, he said gloomily: "I'll just tell you, how could a kid who just joined the port mafia have the guts to steal my things."

"What? Chuuya, you just guessed wrong."

Dazai Osamu, who was trampled on the face and fell to the ground, still looked stubborn and wanted to make people angry. From my angle, I could see a slightly mocking arc on his lips: "A gangster who just entered the port." You beat the little gangster mercilessly, how pitiful you are."

"Huh? That's his fault, right? If he hadn't used his powers on me first, how could I have been serious about such a kid."

When they were talking about this topic, I just raised my arm to wipe the blood flowing from the top of my eyebrow bone. Although the wound opened by the gravel was not very deep, it was not easy to stop the bleeding. To be fair, I didn't actually receive any beatings. The injury was not as severe as Nakahara Chuuya's, who received a Dragon Fire Jutsu head-on. It's just that the injury is on the face, which makes it look much more miserable.

"Hey, Uchiha."

Nakahara Chuya withdrew his foot from Dazai Osamu's face. After leaving a shoe mark on the other person's fair face, he "tsk" impatiently and walked quickly towards me. As someone who has seen the melee strength of this slender boy at close range, I weighed the success rate between escaping now and giving in, and decided to bow my head in front of Nakahara Chuuya.

He lifted my chin, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it roughly on my face.

The wound was accidentally touched by him, and the pain made me hiss and take a breath.

"I'll teach you a lesson. Let's forget it this time. There will be no next time."

His pressure on my minor injury, which was nothing at all, caused severe pain. I nodded to him dizzy and confused, and then Nakahara Chuuya let go of his hand holding my chin. As soon as he let go, I immediately covered my head and shrank to the side.

Zhongyuan Zhong also patted the dust and blood on his gloves and casually put the coat that was mostly burned by my fire escape on his shoulders. He stood up straight, glanced between me and Mr. Dazai, and then said "tsk" again: "Seriously, Dazai. Where did you pick up your subordinates? First, that troublesome dog Akutagawa, and then Here comes an Uchiha who uses fire powers."

Osamu Dazai took out a roll of bandages from his coat and threw it to me. I saw that he was sitting casually on the floor with his legs crossed, but when he saw that I took the bandage without intending to use it, he simply He got up and used this thing to bandage my wounds with great interest.

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> "Are you envious, Chuuya-kun, my subordinates are all very useful."

No, it's not useful.

Your men just killed everyone in the mission of destroying the warehouse and kidnapping the insiders. It hasn't come out yet, I estimate that he is probably still being lectured by Mr. Guangjin.

I see that Dazai Osamu seems to have no idea about this, and is still showing off the subordinates he picked up to Nakahara Chuuya. In order not to embarrass my boss, I had to swallow back all the words I was going to complain to him about.

"Then why did you give my things to him? Did you also give me my people?"

"I gave away my things." Mr. Dazai chuckled casually while wrapping the bandage: "Before this, I gave my tie to Jingniao. After all, it is a symbol of recommendation, Jingniao It should be worn 'well'."

What? What is the symbol of a recommender?

Wait, no one told me about this?

I glanced down at the empty collar, and I felt inexplicably guilty for Dazai Osamu's emphasis on the words "good".

I do indeed have the tie he mentioned with me... it is in Nakahara Chuuya's waist bag that I use as a ninja bag.

But it's definitely not good.

I didn’t listen at all when Dazai Osamu taught me, and even now I don’t know how to wear a tie. The tie he gave me was balled up in a mess and stuffed at the bottom of my ninja bag.

And when I was sorting out the ninja tools before going out this morning, I also thought about whether I should throw them away later because they were too much of a hindrance.

Bandages were wrapped around my face layer after layer. After a while, I became almost the same as Osamu Dazai. A small injury that could stop bleeding by pressing it with a handkerchief was covered by Osamu Dazai as if I was blind. Eye. Perhaps it’s the same fluffy black curly hair, coupled with the bandages tied in the same shape, that easily gives people the illusion that Osamu Dazai and I look very similar at first glance. I raised my hand and touched my blocked right eye. The lack of distance awareness caused by half of my sight being blocked made me shake my head uncomfortably. Dazai Osamu's smile was inexplicably amusing: "It's a pity——" No matter how envious I am, I can't give it to Zhongya."

"I don't want your people." After Nakahara Chuuya looked over, his expression suddenly became indescribable: "Wow... this Uchiha Jingniao must be your illegitimate son. Although it was the wound caused by me, But this look is really unpleasant, where did this little Dazai come from?"

"Eh - not at all."

Osamu Dazai retorted seemingly seriously: "I should have been cuter when I was a child."

"Do you have any misunderstandings about yourself? Recognize yourself. You were rotten from the inside when you were fifteen."

"That's too much, Chuuya-kun. I was very cute when I was little."

"I would rather believe that you are referring to another Osamu Dazai with the same name but whom I don't know."

"The other Chuuya who has the same name but whom I don't recognize must be meters tall."

Then Dazai Osamu got kicked again.

The last kick was pretty hard. Until Nakahara Chuuya carried half of a coat that was burnt to black and torn, warned me again "No next time" and then turned around and walked away, Dazai Osamu had not been able to get out of the place where he was kicked by Nakahara Chuuya. Climb out from the pile of broken bricks and rubble.

In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and pulled him out. Then he shook off the dust all over his body and turned over to sit up.

The dust on the black cloth was very obvious, but Osamu Dazai didn't seem to mind at all. He just dusted himself off and smiled again as if nothing had happened.

"Did you see that that rough little guy just now is my partner."

To be honest, I think Nakahara Chuuya looks irritable, but inside he is actually a pretty good person. To put it bluntly or not, if I had Nakahara Chuuya's strength and was stabbed in the foot by Mr. Dazai like this, I would also want to kick him like this.

Dazai Osamu propped up his chin and looked at me: "Speaking of which, Jingniao. How could you be suddenly approached by Chuuya? Where is your partner? Didn't Akutagawa stop him?"

"Akutagawa..." I mumbled, "He hasn't... come out yet, has he?"

Even though Osamu Dazai had no idea what was going on, he nodded with a clear look: "I understand. I killed many people indiscriminately without following orders, and now I am being taught a lesson by Mr. Guangjin, right?"

Wow.

Guess exactly.

However, from Dazai Osamu's tone, it seemed that this was not the first time Akutagawa's unorganized, undisciplined and arrogant behavior had happened.

"As expected. The child's strength and character are not bad, but his understanding is horribly low. I have taught him this kind of thing many times, but he still does it again every time." Osamu Dazai said in a lazy tone: " If he hadn't killed indiscriminately like this, Akutagawa wouldn't have been called a 'rabid dog' by people within the Port Mafia."

As he said that, Osamu Dazai changed the topic: "So, it's better to change the education method for that child Akutagawa. I just have some inspiration for the new education method."

Oh, Akutagawa is going to be in trouble.

The last time Dazai Osamu said he had an inspiration, he bound me and Akutagawa to form a team. This time he has an inspiration... It seems that there is no need for me to complain.

I thought sympathetically.

Akutagawa might be tortured by Mr. Dazai.

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