Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

"........."

Nakahara didn't hear any reply from Osamu Dazai, so he assumed that Dazai didn't care how he treated him.Nakaya stuffed his hands into the trouser pockets of his suit trousers and slowly turned his back to Osamu Dazai, his voice softened a little from the alienation. "Anyway, we hate each other. It seems that it's okay to carry regrets and be angered. Our relationship will not get better anyway."

With this sentence as a conclusion, just as Chuya was about to leave, he heard Dazai Osamu's sleepy voice from behind.

"Don't you think it's a little unfair to me?"

Isn't it fair?

"What's unfair?" Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head and asked frankly with doubts in his pure blue eyes. "Do you still want to change our hated relationship?"

"Of course not!" Osamu Dazai frowned after speaking quickly. Even though he knew what he said, he didn't intend to change the relationship between the two who hated each other, but he always felt a little unwilling. "I hate Chuya who will never change in my life! But..."

"Then it's over." Hearing Dazai's categorical reply, Nakahara Chuya nodded reassuringly, and interrupted Dazai in a calm tone without looking at the annoyance on Dazai's baby-fat face. If Zhizhi said, he gathered up the long black trench coat he was wearing. "I don't intend for us to hate each other. To you, it will make you feel that you can trick me more."

Osamu Dazai knew part of what Nakaya said was true. Compared to the well-known relationship between them who hated each other, it seemed that it would take a lot of trouble to change someone to vent their anger.But this kind of tone that we all hate each other anyway, and it doesn't hurt to be angered by me, is really a little too shameless.

It seemed that all their possibilities were rejected at once, making Osamu Dazai instinctively admit that hating him would not change, but at the same time feel unwilling.

He obviously didn't intend to get along well with Zhong Ye, let alone develop other relationships.

Nakahara didn't care why Osamu Dazai suddenly lost his voice. In his opinion, Dazai would never say "I agree with your point of view" obediently. His silence at this moment is enough to be regarded as acquiescence.Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to continue wasting time here.

"How long will you stay there," Zhong Yuan said indifferently, stepping out of the high ridge of the wooden house. "Our mission is getting more and more complicated, don't waste your time there, you bastard, I don't want to stay with you for a second!"

I don't want to stay with you for a second.

Osamu Dazai's curled eyelashes fluttered, and confusion appeared in his kite eyes: both Chuya and he often said this sentence to each other, and in order to show their disgust, they would add more excessive words.For example, "Seeing the little slug is so bad, it makes me want to commit suicide again today." And so on.

Never once did he really feel bad.

When Osamu Dazai thinks back to the time when he quarreled with Chuya in the past, he has never felt unhappy. He even thinks about the little slug's frantic look but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are flamboyant, and he feels light and happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Little slug..."

By the time Osamu Dazai realized what he had said, the little man had stopped and turned his head, the tail of his orange hair limply resting on his shoulders, his eyes still shone with a light blue light despite his confusion, The tone of the response was hard and fierce.

"what?"

"I..." Osamu Dazai opened his lips. He didn't know what he was going to say. He was about to call Chuya's name for a moment, but he would definitely be laughed at by the dwarf, Dazai curled his mouth . "I hate little slugs the most!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered disdainfully: "I am the same, bastard."

Different.

Osamu Dazai moved the corners of his lips, and only one side of his iris-colored pupils was exposed, staring at Chuya, who was extraordinarily dazzling and even more dazzling in the golden light of the early morning.This time, I really felt something was different.

*****

Dazai couldn't understand what was different, and he kept looking thoughtfully at Chuya on the way back to the hotel.

"Did you keep staring at me to find fault?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled. "Although I've wanted to beat you to death for a long time, the mission is the priority."

Speaking of which, I don't know if he will continue to stay in Hong Kong after the mission.Nakahara also thought the same way, after saying this sentence lightly, he didn't bother to look at Osamu Dazai who was suddenly stupefied.

The location of the wonton shop is on the hillside by the river, and you can see the scenery in the distance when you stand outside the door.Zhongyuan Zhongye was walking, and when he looked up, he could see the vibrant scene of people on the side of the road in the township: the elderly people sat on benches in groups of three or four, sitting in the sun, eating melon seeds, gossiping about their daily life.Young women and men, carrying bamboo baskets and hoes, greeted each other smilingly and prepared to do farm work.

The little girls with red headbands surrounded their grandparents' knees, innocently.

People who go to the market, chat, and eat breakfast gather into a stream of people, making the town extremely lively.It's not like a dead empty city at night.

But what was weird was that no one came to eat at the wonton shop that was still busy yesterday.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head strangely, glanced over the sign board of the Wonton Shop and then looked back abruptly, his gaze was filled with astonishment as if it was about to overflow: the word Wonton Shop was actually erased.

What appeared in front of him was just a small black wooden house, surrounded by white flowers fluttering in the morning wind, it was like a mourning hall!

Nakahara took a step back in disbelief, and Osamu Dazai happened to come out from the threshold. Behind him was a huge black-and-white photo of four people: the old man, the woman in the turban holding the old man and crying at night, and the live broadcast I've seen boys and girls with braids.

"........."

Osamu Dazai saw that Nakahara Nakaya was so frightened that he couldn't speak, he felt a little better, and he was able to put aside the things he couldn't figure out for the time being. "Why, Chuya just found out?"

Did you guys already know that?

"Of course." Osamu Dazai read the words in Nakahara Chuya's eyes, and proudly put his hands on his hips. "I'm not a small-brained slug. I've been alert since I noticed something was wrong."

"You bastard, don't keep barking like a slug!!" Nakahara Zhongya scolded. "When did you find out?"

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai tilted his head and thought for a while, "It probably started when I walked out of the wonton shop yesterday. After Chuya left first, I found some interesting things on Uncle."

interesting stuff?

"Could it be the ashes of paper money?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked provocatively with the corners of his lips curled up. just died.

Having said that, Zhong Yuanzhong was just a joke to change his mood. What he never expected was——

"That's right."

Nakahara Chuya's provocative blue eyes paused, the color of surprise had overturned the provocative light in his eyes, he was so stimulated by Dazai Osamu's words that he forgot what he just said "too lazy to beat you", and directly pulled Dazai Osamu over .

"What are you talking about? Seriously you bastard!!!"

"I'm not joking, Chuya." Osamu Dazai was pulled so excitedly by Chuya, showing an innocent look.He reached into the pocket of his windbreaker and took out a paper towel that was folded squarely. "look."

Chuya Nakahara tossed Osamu Dazai's collar and snatched the tissue. In a hurry, Nakahara Chuya's technique was a little rough, and he couldn't wait to open the folded tissue and saw the black inside.

His eyes froze for a moment, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at the young man with a tired smile.

"That's right, Chuya. This is the black ashes from the burning of paper money. You should know that paper money will have a unique smell after burning." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "I smelled it when uncle came out yesterday. The smell of him."

Did it happen yesterday?He didn't notice it at all.Zhong Yuanzhong also squeezed his palm tightly.

"So yesterday, after I deliberately angered you and drove Chuya away, I entered the kitchen on the grounds of comforting the sad old man, and found these things in the shadowed corner of the wooden table. When Zhongya acted alone, he also found a lot of useful things. Something." Dazai Osamu thought for a while, "The combined discoveries of the two of us far exceeded the progress bar given by the official. So yesterday I deliberately touched the situation of Chuya twice, and purposefully divided the progress bar. Also hit the time period of the ability."

It turned out that all of this was deliberately arranged by Dazai.

The more Zhongyuan Zhongye listened, the more he felt that the young man was thoughtful and terrifying. He had already discovered a lot before he knew it, but he quietly led him to continue following the script.

"So the time when I got the supernatural power was when I left you and walked out of the hotel." Nakahara Nakaya pondered for a moment, and answered without waiting for Dazai to ask. "I saw something incredible - a red moon."

Thanks to Osamu Dazai's deliberate touch, a person like Nakaya who hates using his brain can accurately tell the time when he got the power.

"Red Moon's words should be suggestive abilities." Osamu Dazai thought through Chuya's answer. "So after Zhong also saw the red moon, he found that everything around him was still, only the wonton shop was crying?"

"Yes."

Talking about the unimaginable experience again, the Central Plains is like an icehouse, and I am the only one in the world who is active, and the surrounding silence is like a mass grave. The feeling is really fresh in my memory.

"By the way." Zhong Yuanzhong also added: "Not only this, I also saw the proprietress turned into a ghost and attacked me, but I couldn't move."

"Madam boss?" Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at the kind woman wearing a turban in the black and white photo. "It looks very kind."

"Yeah." Zhongyuan Zhong also responded in a low voice, his face was not very good, and he recalled yesterday's experience carefully again, somewhat absent-mindedly. "If I was hit by a supernatural power, then what I saw yesterday were all hallucinations?"

"No." Osamu Dazai shook his head, his crystal clear eyes were bent, as if he had thought of something interesting. "It should be said that there are falsehoods and realities. When Zhongye has doubts in his heart, he will be caught off guard when there is a murderous beast."

Nakahara's body froze, and he remembered the conclusion about "ghosts" he had gotten before.One of them is very suitable for his current situation: Human beings bitten by ghosts will become ghosts.

If this fact holds true, then perhaps being scratched can also be counted among them.So if Dazai came one step late, the consequences would be disastrous.

Nakahara also turned his head in amazement and looked at Osamu Dazai, who was calm and calm. The latter smiled with his eyes bent, and his hair was fluffy and slightly curly, like a soft and harmless small animal.

"Little slug is really careless, I can't do without it. Don't be too thankful, I'm just worried that little slug will become a ghost and we won't be able to go back."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong lowered his head uncomfortably, "Oh."

Osamu Dazai got into the theme at the right time, and cunning flashed in his iris-colored eyes. "Because Sato and Hinoki are gone, the only violent slug is the last card, of course I have to watch you more closely. Let's sleep together today for safety's sake!"

"Hinoki and Sato disappeared??"

"??????"

Chuya Nakahara, what the hell are you focusing on! !

Osamu Dazai folded his arms around his chest in a bad mood, and his tone was even worse than the coaxing tone before. "That's right, the little slug didn't notice it at all, did it?"

"But I met Sato when I went back to the hotel after seeing the dirty kid." Zhongya Nakahara thought more and more something was wrong. "At that time he..."

"At that time, he was no longer Sato." Dazai Osamu took over Chuya's words and said lightly. "There are spider marks on his tiger's mouth. And I sprinkled perfume in the room. Sato, who stayed in the same room with me, should have the smell of perfume. But Sato didn't have it after he came back. So I drove him away with the excuse of losing his temper." Go out, and then fake the scene of our quarrel to see how the person behind the plot plans to deal with us beyond the information he gave."

Nakahara also thought of the dirty boy he saw in the bushes. At that time, he was about to ask, but Sato rushed over by coincidence.Now being awakened by Osamu Dazai, it is obvious that Sato at that time did it on purpose.

"...So Sato was replaced by another person at that time?" Nakahara Chuya woke up instantly. "That dirty kid!"

"Looking at it now, our speculation yesterday may have been wrong." Osamu Dazai held his chin and pondered. "Maybe everyone here may be 'ghosts' or it may be fake. Of course, ghosts and monsters may be added in it. But the child may be the only human being in the village."

So finding that child becomes very critical!

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's find the child first." Nakahara Zhongya knew nothing about the child's current situation, so he wanted to leave impulsively.

It was blocked by an arm wrapped in a plain white bandage to the tiger's mouth.Nakahara Chuya was about to get angry when Osamu Dazai's lazy tone came out first.

"Zhong Ye is really not afraid to startle the snake by rushing forward, isn't he worried that the child will be killed by you? Zhong Ye."

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, the eagerness in his eyes did not disintegrate. "if not?"

"That's why I said that the little slug's brain capacity is small." Dazai Osamu made a look that really deserves a beating, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took a step back to avoid the punch. "Since I already know that people in this village have problems, I will definitely take precautions against those around me. So I put monitors and locators on both Sato and Hinoki."

Nakahara was also taken aback, remembering the experience that Dazai always put a bunch of strange equipment on his body without anyone noticing: "Where did you get so many weird things?"

"Well, it's just a precautionary measure." Osamu Dazai spread his hands. "Come back to business, so it's easy for us to track down Sato and Hinoki. At least they haven't found any traces of the kid now. But if Chuya is reckless, it's not just Hinoki and Sato looking for him."

...It is true that he was reckless.Under such circumstances, Osamu Dazai is more reliable than expected.

Chuya Nakahara thought this way, and when he changed his mind about the bastard Dazai, he suddenly heard Dazai briskly "ah".

Osamu Dazai pointed his head with a smile on his index finger: "So now the only one we can trust is each other. In order to prevent us from being dropped, let's make a code that only we understand!"

"Code?" Central Plains also suddenly had a bad feeling.

This bad premonition came true in the next moment.

"The secret code is - I like you the most!"

"???????"

Chuya Nakahara's head went blank for a second, and he raised his head expressionlessly to look at the smiling Dazai Osamu: "Have you been outsourced?"

"No!" Osamu Dazai raised his head angrily. "I'm here to disgust you, disgust you!"

"..." Nakahara also pointed at Dazai. "Then why are your ears red?"

Osamu Dazai paused with joy when he heard the words, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the tip of the ear under the slightly curly black hair. "I was disgusted, disgusted!!"

"..." Nakahara Chuya: "Why are you blushing?"

How can I-

Just as Osamu Dazai was about to refute, he suddenly felt his face was hot, covering his face with both hands felt so hot that he could cook an egg. "I, I was disgusted!! It's so disgusting!"

In order to disgust me, you deliberately came up with this disgusting code, and your ears and face were red with disgust.It's really hard to sacrifice for you.

In contrast, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his reaction was too cold, and after thinking about it, it didn't seem to matter.Anyway, it was Osamu Dazai who was disgusting.Seeing how disgusted he is before he even speaks...

Nakahara also showed his teeth provocatively, and said to Osamu Dazai, who was furry like a kitten, in a low voice: "Okay. If you want to use this code."

"..." Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, his pretty and soft face still had a hint of pink, very cute.

"Wow." Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned over and whispered in his ear. "I like you the most."

The young man's voice was slightly hoarse and low, with an upturned ending that revealed harsh ridicule, and those bright and arrogant blue eyes revealed a sense of provocation.It is clear that there is no ambiguous meaning in it, but it makes Dazai's heart "thump".

Osamu Dazai took a step back, his round eyes flashed in bewilderment, and his little face was flushed.

"Oh." Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly, "Are you so disgusting?"

Osamu Dazai fluttered his eyelashes in bewilderment, still talking hard. "Ah, yes, I'm so disgusted that my heart is pounding and I feel like vomiting!"

"Oh, that's really great." Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corners of his lips in disgust, feeling that he was also a little disgusted but he held back. "In the future, I must tell you more that I like you the most, and I will disgust you to death."

"…………"

Osamu Dazai pressed his heart that accelerated, and suddenly felt that he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.Obviously it was to disgust that super straight man who is invincible in the universe, but a certain straight man didn't react at all! !

No, this is not over!If the little slug isn't so disgusting, he won't be called Osamu Dazai!

*****

So Osamu Dazai, who had a bad stomach, euphemistically called "turning passive into active and waiting for the enemy to come to him by himself" as a combat routine, and he also chose to stand still in his request.

No, not just standing still.They also cover the same cup in the same room and sleep together huddled together.

For example now.

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his body, not very impatient: "You don't need to hug me to sleep, do you? Take your hand on my waist away!"

A certain shameless mackerel not only showed no intention of restraining himself, but also pressed himself a little tighter, feeling in his heart that Chuya's waist is really thin and his skin is really smooth.He buried his face in Zhong Ye's shoulder. "I'm so scared that I need to hug Zhongye to sleep well!"

"........."

Is this another bloody mutual disgust routine?

Nakahara didn't ask Osamu Dazai where that Miss Reiko was. Usually it's the same thing for them to fight each other, but now it's bad if they are accused of being interesting to someone they like.In addition, Chuya was really sleepy, and he really didn't bother to pay attention to Osamu Dazai's stickiness.

I fell asleep after a while.

Osamu Dazai glanced at Chuya, who was gradually relaxing his breathing, and called Chuya's name in a low voice. After receiving no response, he squeezed the hands holding Chuya closer so that there was no gap between him and himself. , the breath belonging to Zhongye came from the tip of his nose.

The aftertaste of clear cedar is a bit bitter.It really fits the temperament of Zhongye.

But there is no habit of spraying perfume in the place he is familiar with, and neither does their common dormitory.

The thin fragrance on Zhongye's body was faint, like deodorant.If it weren't for such a close distance, you wouldn't be able to smell it at all, and some people would be eager to welcome and refuse, making people tickle.It should be another Zhongye smell,

"Zhongye..."

Osamu Dazai whispered, gently buried his head on Chuya's shoulder, smelled the faint fragrance and fell asleep in a daze.It's just that the dream wasn't very soothing and beautiful. He saw Zhong Yuanzhong, who was wearing a four-piece suit, sitting on the table while bathed in sunlight.

From the point of view, he should be sitting at the dining table watching Zhong Ye's performance.

Nakahara Chuya was still wearing black leather gloves, slowly lowered his head, biting his fingers with his teeth and pulling out the gloves one by one, revealing his white and slender fingers.His fingers glowed with a cold white light and slowly slid across his chock and crossed bow tie.The long black trench coat was slowly taken off by that cold white hand, followed by the small vest.

The buttons of a thin and transparent white shirt on his body were unbuttoned by his white and slender fingertips, and his snow-white skin was exposed from the shirt, glowing white.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be naturally provocative. After unbuttoning the four buttons, he slowly pressed his entire upper body on the dining table.The bright red fruit was loomingly exposed, and the collarbone was beautiful and alluring. His hand was pressed on the dining table, and one hand reached out and grabbed the tie and pulled him away.

Osamu Dazai saw Chuya's red lips opening and closing.

"Want milk, fried eggs, or—"

"I?"