Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four

Thoughts (1)

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From Xia Jiang: "Senior, I like you."

Central Plains was also struck by lightning, and Huang Ba, who had been peaceful in his body for a long time, was frightened, and the chair and carpet under his buttocks were crushed into a ball of slag by gravity.

He exited the SMS interface and opened it again, his fingers trembling so much that he couldn't even hold the phone.

His newly bought Apple machine fell from his left hand into his right hand, leaked out from his right hand again, and slammed on the floor of the bald carpet that was smothered by the supernatural power.He didn't even react to stop the phone with his supernatural power, probably because his brain was too frightened to turn around.

The sound of the phone falling was so crisp that Zhong also had a bad feeling.

Zhong Ye picked up the phone, looked at the screen, and cursed angrily: "Bastard!"

The blue light tempered film he just attached was of such high quality that even if it fell from the table, the tempered film remained intact—but the screen of the phone was shattered.

After accidentally breaking the phone screen, Chuya calmed down a little.

He clicked on the text message editing page, and added Dazai, who was remarked as "green mackerel", as a recipient.

From Nakahara Chuya: "Asshole, it's you!"

Zhong also scolds people very fiercely, but he is also kind of cute.His cursing vocabulary is repeated over and over, which is bastard and idiot. The current highest level of vocabulary is "green mackerel".

After a while, the reply came.

From Dazai Osamu: "Oh, Chuya is quite smart."

"This dead mackerel." Zhong also gritted his teeth and replied, "Nonsense, Xia Jiang is on a mission with you today."

From Dazai Osamu: "Yeah, I even remember Xiao Xiajiang's whereabouts so clearly."

Just as Chuya was about to refute, the next text message came.

From Dazai Osamu: "Chuya's thoughts are already very clear."

Zhong also froze suddenly.

He heard his heart beating and his breathing was heavy.He seemed to still be able to feel the heat on his face and the blood surging in his body.

Chu also blinked his blue eyes in panic.

He suddenly realized that every cell in his body was declaring a fact.

——You like Yuan Xiajiang, Zhongye in the Central Plains.

And this matter, it seems that everyone except himself has seen it.

The two bosses, Sister Hongye and Mori Ogai, have been hinting to him that boys will always have such a period.

what period?

Of course, it is a period when the heart speeds up and beats for one person.

Sister Hongye asked him to deliver jelly to Xia Jiang.

The leader reminded him to bring a Hokkaido steamed bun to Xia Jiang, and he must deliver it himself.

And this fellow Dazai simply brought the whole thing up.

From Dazai Osamu: "Chu no reply to me, that's great~ I really want to see this kind of innocent young man who is struggling emotionally. By the way, Xiao Xiajiang doesn't know yet~"

Zhong Ye suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Dazai sent him a photo.

The tea-haired girl in the photo was wearing a blanket and fell asleep exhaustedly on the bar counter.

From Osamu Dazai: "Should I tell Xiao Xiajiang?"

Zhong Ye's breath stagnated, and his heart once again reached his throat.

From Dazai Osamu: "If Chuya begs me in the tone of a young lady, I will delete the text messages on Xiao Xiajiang's phone~"

Zhong Ye exerted force with one hand, and there were two clicks, and the phone became a piece of scrap metal.

With blue veins on his forehead, he took out the spare old mobile phone from the drawer, plugged in the calling card and turned it on.

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Dazai deleted the text message, removed the phone card, and stuffed it back into Xia Jiang's phone.

Text messages will not be recorded by the phone card, but it is better to be safe.

Dazai took a screenshot of the text message between himself and Chuya, and put it in an encrypted folder called "310 Four Moments of Embarrassment for Slug".After Dazai exited the folder, he changed the 310 four in the folder name to 310 five.

Because it was Chuya, Dazai's iris eyes that were not wrapped in bandages were full of joy.

His voice was gentle, but it was like the whisper of a demon.

"Xiao Xiajiang, I know you're pretending to be asleep."

If it were someone else, Dazai would have been frightened into a cold sweat at this moment.

He does this often, acting without rules, making it difficult to predict what he will do next.

Dazai gives people opportunities to make mistakes. After making people tremble with fear, he may open the safety catch and shoot the other party, or he may lightly say "Just kidding, I will keep it secret for you".

To get along with this kind of person, you have to be on tenterhooks all the time.

Xia Jiang straightened up, the blanket slipped off his back.

She turned her head to Dazai Osamu, her eyes glowing with a cold light similar to that in the early morning.

The girl's tone was cold, and she asked, "Have you finished checking my phone? Please return it to me after checking."

Dazai responded in a polite manner: "No, Xiao Xiajiang's phone has a password, and I can't unlock it."

Xia Jiang took the phone, entered the password in front of Dazai, and threw the phone into his hand.This series of actions was smooth and smooth, and she was calm and calm, showing no fear of being secretly spied on.But her displeasure was expressed ten to ten.

"So confident." The dark-brown curly-haired boy rolled his eyes with a smile, and he held the phone back with his fingertips. "No need, I trust Xiao Xiajiang."

Xia Jiang jumped off the chair, turned his head and was about to leave: "Your belief is meaningless, Mr. Dazai."

Just as the brown-haired girl was about to step up the stairs, someone came down.

It was the man Dazai took to organize the restaurant at the port.

His hair color is darker, it seems to be closer to red copper color, and it doesn't look ostentatious at all.He had unshaven stubble on his chin, and the expression on his face was a little dull, not as lively as Dazai, just a very ordinary old man who was tortured by the pressure of life.

... Well, he shouldn't be very old, as you can tell from the condition of his skin.

Such a good young man, why did he make himself look so slovenly?

"Yuan, hello." Oda seemed very strange why Xia Jiang appeared here.

He had only met Xia Jiang once, but he was able to call out the girl's surname without any hesitation, which meant that his memory was very strong.

The scabbard in Xia Jiang's hand swung out, drawing a golden-blue half-arc.

Oda, however, seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and took two steps back to avoid the sudden attack.

Dazai, who was sitting in front of the bar, shook his glass, raised his head, and the warm orange light was reflected in his kite-colored eyes.

"Odasaku, that sentence is forbidden~"

Oda's brain circuit may be the abnormal one within the normal range...or is it biased towards normal within the abnormal range?In general, it is difficult to find an exact description for Oda's brain.

He made a good judgment in an instant, and he didn't doubt why someone listed "Hello" as a forbidden word at all.

Oda greeted again earnestly: "Gen, good evening."

Xia Jiang swung his sword again, and she read it right, Oda's movement to dodge was ahead of schedule.

She raised her head and told the man who broke into the bar in a cold tone: "Mr. Oda, I don't like my last name."

Dazai, who witnessed this farce, said with a smile: "Oda Tsukuru, just like me, just call her Xiao Xiajiang~"

From the moment he saw Oda, Dazai's mood became very gentle, and even the smile on his face became much more real.When Dazai called out "Odasaku", his tone seemed to rise a bit, and the happiness could be heard from his tone.

Oda stalked for a moment, he couldn't use this way of addressing unfamiliar young girls.

"Xia Jiang, I'm sorry." He changed the subject and asked, "Are you also a guest of this bar?"

Dazai quickly answered: "No, I just brought her here today."

The boy opened his bright kite-colored eyes and said, "I have a hunch that I must bring her here so that the two of you can get to know each other."

Oda didn't refute, he took off his sand-colored coat and put it on the vacant chair.He is a frequent visitor to the bar. After he was seated, the bartender handed him a glass of ice hockey whiskey—a drink called "The Godfather" before he said anything.

Dazai's premonition was terrifyingly accurate.

Oda knew this very well, so when Dazai said "hunch", he let him go.

The girl sitting on the chair with the knife frowned: "Mr. Dazai, you are such an annoying person."

"How?" Dazai turned to look at her.

He is really in a good mood, if he is in normal times, he will definitely go back with sticky words.

Oh, and it's also possible to say "You think you don't hate it?"

"Please don't introduce friends to me without authorization." Xia Jiang pursed his lips tightly and said, "Mr. Oda and I are obviously not suitable to be friends."

"I don't think it's suitable either." Dazai propped his cheek with one hand, and the light in his kite-colored eyes was flowing. "But there is no way, this is my premonition, Xiao Xiajiang."

Xia Jiang was silent.

She didn't agree, but she didn't know how to complain about this sentence.

"But it doesn't matter, you will like to be friends with him very much, Xiao Xiajiang." Dazai said, "This is my personal experience."

Oda drank silently, as if the two people next to him were not arguing about him.

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Different from the three people in Lupin who were relaxed, drinking and making noise, Chuya's side was in chaos.

Old hats are carefully placed on the table.

Nakaya's citrus-colored hair was upturned and unrestrained. This was the hairstyle he scratched out with his own hands when he collapsed.

The desk was full of documents piled up like a hill, but he wasn't working on his work.Both work and Xiajiang are very heavy, and together they can completely stuff Zhongye's head to a standstill.

Mr. Zhong Yuan, a model worker of the port organization, is leaning against his desk at the moment, tilting his head and vomiting his soul.

The office door opened a crack.

Mori Ogai, who didn't get a reply to the message he sent, went downstairs to find his most reliable subordinate.

He looked at the scene inside, and immediately exited and closed the door.

At the same time, Hongye received a message.

From Mori Ogai: "Momiji-kun, should I give Chuya-kun a vacation?"

Hongye: "...?"

Has the black-hearted boss found his long-lost conscience?