Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

Leibo Street is very empty, the cold wind blows bitterly in winter, and you can even hear the roar of the wind whistling in your ears.

The red hair seemed to have had enough of Zhong Ye's condescending look looking down on him, and impatiently threw away Zhong Ye's slender ankle and sat up. "I reject."

The voice is a clean and lazy boyish voice.

Zhong Yuanzhong retracted his foot without any reaction, his ice blue eyes glanced over, and found that the red-haired boy was obviously stunned after speaking, as if he was not used to his voice at this time, the faint ice blue was slightly Added a little depth: Generally speaking, people are more familiar with their own voice than their whole person.But his slightly stunned appearance is a state that he still can't get used to after going through a period of time.

Just now, it could be said that he was in a low mood. Now because of this unhappiness, the dark golden eyes showed a sense of irritability visible to the naked eye. At the same time, raging flames burst out around his body, like an enraged lion. Pentium arrived in front of Chuya!

"It's amazing, can you control the flames according to your mood?" Zhong Yuan Zhongya said words of praise, but stood motionless at the same spot. The moment the flames surged in front of him, the dark red light blocked the flames that reached the sky!

The galloping fire was like hot magma hitting the dark red light, and Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled wantonly, maintaining the posture of putting one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, slowly and arrogantly raised the corners of his lips.

"You just had a fight with Akutagawa. I don't want to take advantage of you and give you a chance to say that I am invincible. I will definitely fight you well next time we meet. You are not the only one who is not happy."

Although Nakahara Chuya has a 16-year-old body, he still has a 22-year-old soul in his bones. Both combat experience and physical skills are much higher than the real 16-year-old. Therefore, fighting with a 16-year-old red hair is indeed a bit bullying.

But what Zhong didn't know was that the other party was also a 24-year-old soul with a 16-year-old body. What's more unfortunate is that although Zhongya Zhongyuan is a high-level Hong Kong black cadre and the ceiling of Yokohama's combat power, the red hair is also a certain world. The third king, the 13th red king.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood still, but he saw Hongmao slowly stand up from the flames, his thin and handsome figure was unusually tall and straight in the red flames.He saw that the red hair looked at him with strange eyes, then lowered his hair and looked at his pale and slender palms in a daze, repeating the movements of closing and separating.

Are you still in a daze at this time?What a weirdo.

Zhong Yuanzhong also tilted his head, looking at the red-haired man who maintained a dull expression after opening his eyes, and looked extremely domineering, "What do you say?"

The red hair didn't say anything in the end, silently withdrew the flame, turned around and left Radium Bowl Street slowly.

This is considered to be a tacit consent or to be too lazy to pay attention to him, Zhong Yuanzhong also gave a "tsk".He watched as a long-haired girl who had been hiding beside the building for a long time called her brother and ran over to help Akutagawa who fell unconscious on the ground.Although the girl was wearing shabby thin clothes and her little face was dirty, her bright and clean eyes were very clear.

It's silver.

But Akutagawa seems to be seriously injured, and he doesn't even have the energy to open his eyes and stare at others.The current Akutagawa is still very weak, and Rashomon has not yet evolved into a black monster, and now he can only transform into a knife.In the later period, he became stronger after being transferred by Osamu Dazai. Thinking about it this way, Dazai seems to have contributed a lot.

As for Akutagawa's wound, it should have been done by the red hair... Judging by the personalities of the two, it's really hard to say who did it first.

Nakahara was also thinking, when he heard a slight sound behind him, he turned his head and saw Dazai Osamu who was wearing a windbreaker against the light, walking slowly over.

The black hair is still interspersed with plain white bandages that block half of the eyes. She has a round, baby-fat face with sharp jaws. The pupils in the round eyes are gentle and smiling, looking against the light, delicate and beautiful It looks like a doll carved from jade.

Nakahara just glanced at him before turning his head. Osamu Dazai walked to his side silently. He was a little surprised to see Akutagawa, and the unsatisfactory eyes came from nowhere, and even the tone of his words showed disappointment.

"This is your new partner? You're really arrogant. You lie on the ground when you meet for the first time, and you can't stand up enough to put on airs~"

"........."

Osamu Dazai, will you die if you don’t find fault?

Zhong Yuanzhong also slightly raised his jaw to threaten: "You owe a beating again?"

"Wow, it's not okay to threaten a cute and weak partner. I have said that I am most afraid of pain~" Osamu Dazai stood side by side with Nakahara Chuya in a soft voice, with his eyes bent and his slender fingers Write a "three", a kind reminder. "It's a third chance, Chuya, you have to think about it."

Tsk, he doesn't need you to remind him.And what's the meaning of your winning expression, bastard.

"It's not him." Zhong Yuanzhong replied without thinking, "The other one."

Osamu Dazai made an expression of "that's how it is", and glanced at the two brothers and sisters not far away. "Then what do you want him to do?"

"Keep it, anyway, there is a shortage of people in Hong Kong."

Osamu Dazai and Chuya were silent after speaking, and they suddenly seemed to understand the reason why Mr. Mori agreed to give Chuya a chance to find a partner.

——That perverted Lolicon is really keen on employing child labor.Disclaimer: It's still the kind of apprenticeship for free.

*****

Osamu Dazai reported the situation to Mr. Mori, Chuya Chuya threw Akutagawa to the hospital under Hong Kong Hei, and Yin stayed in the hospital as an escort as a matter of course. relief.

Strictly speaking, the leader still made money.

Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned against the clean wall, watching the doctor busily vacate the bed for Akutagawa, check his body, and finally the doctor tremblingly brought the report, Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the report in black and white: In addition to bone fractures and soft tissue minor Other than scrapes, no major injuries.

"I see." Zhong Yuanzhong also said in a calm voice. "You go to work."

The doctor in the white coat left quickly, and before Zhongyuan Zhongya held the report into a ball, he saw Yin holding the hem of his clothes standing in front of him, and the girl born in the slums was as thin as a bone , with a pointed chin, and with loose long hair, she looks very cute.

Zhong Yuan's sharp eyes softened a little, "Your brother is fine."

"Well, um." Silver nodded in a bewildered manner. "Thank you."

"Don't be nervous." Nakahara Zhongya gently touched the girl's head with the hand holding the report card, and there was soothing tenderness in his deep voice. "Ask whatever you want."

Yin Xiao blushed slightly, and lowered her head in bewilderment, "Will you accept me and brother as subordinates?"

subordinate...

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head towards the direction of the corridor. At the same time, the black-haired boy coming from the backlight in the corridor raised his head as if aware of it, and his eyes met briefly. Zhong Yuanzhong turned his head calmly and said.

"When your brother wakes up he'll make a decision. You'll know then."

Whose subordinate to be... let Akutagawa make his own decision.He is not good at being a life mentor or something.Although Dazai's teaching is really a bit slanted, but if he is Akutagawa's teacher, he may not be more suitable than Dazai.

Zhongyuan Zhong also handed the report sheet to Yin with his black leather gloved hand, straightened up and leaned against the wall, and Chong Yin waved his hand casually.

"See you next time."

"Goodbye."

Nakahara Nakaya nodded slightly, walked towards Osamu Dazai who was waiting in the corridor, and stopped beside him. "Let's go."

Osamu Dazai looked at the little beauty who was watching Chuya with interest, and curled up his black hair with his slender fingers suspiciously. He couldn't understand: "When did the little slug learn to steal? Your dear partner can't go there." Just make a phone call, and the little beauty will watch you off?"

The ghost is eager to see through! !Stealing ass! !

Chuya Nakahara was angry, and attacked unexpectedly with a left uppercut. Osamu Dazai, who had been predicted for a long time, jumped back and avoided it. He tilted his head with ease and showed a provocative innocent smile, and took a few steps back. "Ah, I don't want to have a black face at the New Year's Eve party~"

"New Year's Eve party?"

"Well, Mr. Lisen notified me on the phone just now." Osamu Dazai nodded, his kite-colored cat pupils showing wicked cunning. "Probably Mr. Mori knew that violent slugs had nowhere to go on New Year's Eve, so he showed mercy—hey, I didn't hit~"

A punch missed, and Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fist, this bastard!

In a fit of anger, the bastard, who was dodging left and right with ease, approached without warning, so close that only two people could hear him.

"Actually, if you don't know where to go for New Year's Eve—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked suspiciously at the beautiful face that was magnified in front of him in vain, thinking that the bastard little devil had found out in his conscience that he really wanted to give him some advice, so he heard the second half of what he hadn't finished speaking.

"You can straddle me."

Nakahara Chuya opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then nodded in agreement. Osamu Dazai paused for a moment with his playfully curved eyes. To the empty corridor.

Use the "sit astride" that Osamu Dazai strongly suggested to give him a violent beating.While beating, make a satisfactory evaluation.

"Dazai, since when did you become so powerful, and what posture do you recommend me to beat you with? Not to mention, this posture is quite easy to beat."

"?????"

Osamu Dazai: Go to hell, violent slug :)

*****

At the New Year's Eve party.

As expected, Nakahara didn't see the mackerel, and he expected that Osamu Dazai would use the beating as an excuse not to come to the party.

"Zhongye."

Nakahara Chuya was complaining about Dazai Osamu from the bottom of his heart, when he suddenly heard Hongye elder sister calling him, he raised his head to see the elegant and beautiful elder sister in an elegant evening dress waving at him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised a decent smile and walked over with the red wine.

After drinking for three rounds, the party finally dissipated, Zhongyuan Zhong also took care of the follow-up matters, and glanced at the time: it was already 23:30.

It's time for New Year's Eve.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought indifferently, and returned to the shared dormitory wearing a long black trench coat with the coldness of the night - only seeing darkness.

Osamu Dazai is still in the hospital?

Nakahara was also puzzled, and reached out to touch the light switch. There was a "pop", and the dark and cold dormitory suddenly became bright again. By the way, he also saw Osamu Dazai, who was wrapped in bandages and standing at the window blowing air.That solitary figure, thin and thin, seemed to be able to jump out of the window at any time.

"Asshole, why don't you turn on the lights in the dormitory?"

Nakahara also cursed angrily, took off the long windbreaker and hung it on the hanger, then took off the small leather shoes, walked slowly to his side, looked at the scenery that Osamu Dazai was looking at, and disgusted him with his usual provocative voice. road.

"What is there to see in the dark? You were beaten up during the day?"

"No way." Dazai Osamu's lively voice seemed to be the same as usual. "I was just thinking, it's so annoying that I actually lived another whole year~!"

"Tch." Zhong Yuan Zhongya said: "I saw a naked mackerel hurting the spring and autumn in front of my eyes, and I was disgusted too!"

"Wow, Chuya went too far! It's fine if you hit me, now you should comfort me!" Osamu Dazai pouted and turned his head angrily, "It's my fault that I've acted for so long pretending to be sad!"

"Who's going to comfort a mackerel, are you crazy or am I?"

"Of course it's Chuya~"

Nakahara Chuya stared at people and noticed that the bastard Dazai Osamu's black hair was dripping with crystal liquid, and there were still water stains on his body. Looking at the ground, a small puddle of water had already formed. "Dazai Osamu, don't you even wipe your hair after taking a shower? Look at the floor!"

"Ah." Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, followed by Nakaya and looked at the ground.Curly and dripping hair, like an innocent child. "Among all idiots..."

Shut up, bastard, I love the cold wind after taking a shower, and want to throw the pot on me?

Nakahara was really too lazy to listen to Osamu Dazai's foolishness. Before he finished speaking, he pulled his bandage in disgust, dragged him forward, dragged him to the sofa and sat him down, and then went to the TV cabinet Get the hair dryer over there.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and called him in a low voice: "Chuya, are you stupid?"

"Shut up!" Nakahara Chuya curled his mouth in disgust, plugged in the plug, and walked behind Osamu Dazai. "You think I'm willing? It's just that the place where I want to live is ruined by you. If you blow it dry, get the hell out of here!!"

Osamu Dazai pressed in a low voice: "I don't want to hit it, so blow it to me."

"I told you to shut up!!!"

Nakahara Nakaya let out an angry roar, Dazai Osamu was rarely quiet, Nakahara Nakahara snorted coldly, turned on the hair dryer and turned it on to the hot gear, stroking Dazai Osamu's dripping black hair, stroking Dazai Osamu's hair with his slender fingers, "Hoohoo" the wind blew, and Osamu Dazai obediently curled up on the sofa like a kitten, motionless.

While waiting, he also dried his hair thoroughly, and when he put the blower aside, he realized that Osamu Dazai had fallen asleep, his slender and curly eyelashes trembling fragilely like butterfly wings.The appearance of curling up into a ball is inexplicably pitiful.

Nakahara Chuya took out a quilt from his room to cover his jade-white slender body, and there was the sound of fireworks outside the window in vain, and it was only then that Nakahara noticed that it was already 12 o'clock.Unfortunately, his annoying partner has fallen asleep.

It doesn't matter, anyway, he doesn't expect this bad guy to be able to say thank you properly.

but--

Zhongyuan Zhong also hooked the corners of his lips viciously, and said the wish (zu) word (zhou) to his dear partner, "It's New Year's Eve, mackerel, in the new year, I wish you a successful suicide and a long life in the future Nanshan."

After saying a word, Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched his waist, turned off the light, and walked back to his room. The moment the door was closed, there seemed to be an inaudible response from the living room, with a faint smile.

"Happy New Year, Dumb Partner."

The author has something to say: Happy New Year! ! ! ! 1

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