I'm really the Chosen One

There is a storm in the eyes, the face is so dark that water can drip, and the hair has grown a lot, covering the face in the darkness, like a beast that chooses people and devours them.

His eyes were about to split, Nakahara Chuya's voice trembled a little, his eyes turned black with anger, he looked at Osamu Dazai who still had his head down, "What does this mean?"

On the screen, the boy's blond hair is scattered, the neckline of the kimono is open, and the whole person is clamped in his arms. The black shackles are like black snakes biting the boy's wrist.

It must be very sad!

Recalling Dazai Osamu's unusual silence along the way, Nakahara Chuya's voice was difficult, his fingers picked up the neckline of the black-haired boy and raised it high, like Shura climbing up from hell.

"You already knew that, didn't you?"

The black-haired boy didn't respond, his eyes stayed on the phone for a while, he tapped the buttons a few times, and then waved the brown-haired boy's arm away with a flat face.

The iris-colored eyes met those of the red-haired boy, and Osamu Dazai raised his phone, "I did guess this possibility."

.........

The blond boy had been reclining quietly on the sofa. The heating in the room was sufficient, so warm that it would not make people feel cold, but the boy's toes were tangled together.

So pathetic and so cute!

"It's really pitiful, I want to take out the things in your mouth, don't make noise!"

Humming happily, accompanied by the melodious music, Fyodor slightly raised Ryo Hanu's chin, and took out the wet muffler from the boy's mouth.

Startled by the sudden voice, Hanyu Ryo's body froze instantly, and the movement of his hands also stopped. He found a hairpin in his hair.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and the golden hair sticking to his skin brought discomfort, but Hanyu Ryo didn't dare to move, and opened his mouth.

"Hush—"

The lips were pressed against a finger, and the temperature was very cold, which stopped Ryo Hanyu from speaking, and his heart jumped into his throat.

Lips trembling unconsciously, Hanyu Ryo prayed in his heart that he would not find out, his heart flustered.

"Be patient for a while, I don't want to let go of your hand, you are really a naughty child!"

As if distressed, Fyodor leaned down, his cold fingers had already touched Ryo Hanyu's cheek, and with the other hand he pried apart the blond boy's fingertips and took out the hairpin.

what to do?

Han Yuliang's brain was stunned by these words, and his fingers still kept the posture just now, not daring to move. Will he be beaten?Will it be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks?

"I..." wanted to open my mouth to defend, but found that I was caught on the spot, and there was no room for excuses.

"Do you like mice?"

Faced with this death question and answer, Hanyu Ryo miraculously remembered the letter from the first confrontation, and there seemed to be a mouse mark on the envelope.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that I could live, so I forced a smile against my will, "I really like it!"

His brows furrowed for a moment and then widened. Seeing the blond boy's smile that was uglier than crying, Fyodor seemed to really believe Ryo Hanu's nonsense.

"If you like it, come and play."

Attracted by the man, little mice crawled out nimbly, making creaking sounds and the sound of their paws scraping across the table, getting closer and closer.

"........."

His body moved a bit, and he buried his face in the sofa to hide the expression on his face, arched his legs in a defensive posture, and couldn't help but let out a slight sob from between his lips and teeth.

"This made me cry, weren't you pretty amazing just now?"

With a snap of his fingers, the mouse rustled away, and the abnormal sounds in the room stopped abruptly, leaving only the boy's shoulders shaking and rubbing against the fabric and low sobbing.

Hanyu Ryo: There are perverts here, I can't beat them, I want to go home!

The boy was still buried in the sofa aggrieved, feeling that he seemed to be a little too frightened, Fyodor's eyes became deeper and deeper.

The movement naturally brushed the blond boy's messy long hair away, as if they had known each other for a long time, "I'll let you go when we get to Russia, and you can go wherever you want!"

His temples twitched twice, his cheeks were flushed because he was facing down, and with a strong nasal voice, he said timidly, "I don't want to go, you can't do this..."

Although it was an outspoken objection, Hanyu Ryo had no confidence at all, he really didn't want to go at all, and this unequal situation made him feel more and more powerless.

"They have already given up on you, you have no place to live here!" Fyodor raised his eyebrows, "Don't make me unhappy!"

There seemed to be a hook in his eyes, wantonly implicating his body, Han Yuliang shrank his body and stopped talking.

"Good boy!"

Fyodor knew that the blond boy was probably frightened by him, but it didn't matter. Anyway, there was only one result, and that was to obediently follow him.

Hanyu Ryo gritted his teeth bitterly, this good boy wants to stab you with a knife and stab you to death!

"Grumble-"

The source of the sound was his stomach, his eyes couldn't see but his hearing was more sensitive, Ryo Hanyu was shocked by the loudness of the sound.

The mood that had been eased broke down again, his chest was sore, he wanted to shout out, but he was afraid of angering this moody pervert.

His eyes filled with tears again, Hanyu Ryo blinked hard, trying to force the tears back.

The tone was gentle, and the boy was gently lifted up. His black hair intertwined with the boy's blond hair, "Do you want to eat cake? I have prepared strawberry cake for you!"

"...don't eat!"

Opening his mouth angrily, Hanyu Ryo thought that it would be best to starve himself to death, but also thought it would be too ugly to starve to death, so he couldn't help feeling sad.

Instructing his subordinates to bring the cakes that had been prepared from the kitchen, Fyodor took off his gloves and cut them into small pieces with a silver knife and fork.

It was still the sweet taste, it kept drilling into the nose, and opened the mouth with gnashing teeth, taking the cake in front of it as the culprit.

The boy's arrogance seemed to have recovered a bit, so Fyodor couldn't help but want to tease him again.

"You're so cute, aren't you afraid that I'll put medicine in the cake too?"

The opened mouth froze, the fragrant cream had already touched the lips, they were soft, for a while Hanyu Ryo didn't know whether to eat or not.

The atmosphere became visibly serious, Fyodor seriously counted the number of times the boy's lips trembled, lowered his eyes and smiled purely.

"Of course not!"

Ryo Hanu: Help, there are really perverts here!

Successfully being pleased by the boy again, Fyodor raised his hand to touch the cream on Ryo Hanyu's mouth, moved it to his mouth, and licked it with the tip of his scarlet tongue.

Frowning, sweet and greasy, I don't know what to eat!

A loud noise came from overhead, and then the cruise ship began to shake violently, as if a huge object had fallen onto the ship.

The eyes are still dark, and the unsupported body is like duckweed in the sea, hitting the hard objects next to it with the shaking of the cruise ship.

Some edge touched his forehead, and there was a stabbing pain, warm liquid flowed down, soaking the black cloth in front of his eyes, Ryo Hanyu tried to blink, his eyes were blood red.

Although there was some pain, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart. Such confusion must have encountered some unexpected situation, and maybe he could still be saved.

"Hey, didn't I let you sit on the sofa?"

After just going out for a while, he found that Ryo Hanyu had dropped everything on the floor, Fyodor narrowed his narrow eyes.

There was another violent shaking, as if the whole cruise ship was about to flip over, Fyodor grabbed Ryo Hanu's back collar without changing his expression, and supported the sofa to stand firm.

There were sounds of walking back and forth on the deck, very chaotic, Ryo Hanyu moved his body.

He casually took out a tissue and wiped the blood on the boy's forehead, and put it close to the boy's ear, his expression condensed.

"You guessed it right, I'm curious how they found it, cutie, do you know?"

His gaze cut across Ryo Hanyu's cheek like a knife, as if he wanted to see through his heart, he turned his head sideways and gasped for breath.

"I do not know."

"........."

The probing sight made people ignore it even if they wanted to, Hanyu Ryo shouted in despair, "I really don't know."

Not seeing any trace of lying, Fyodor ignored the chaos outside and tapped the blond boy's face with his fingertips bit by bit, his eyes gradually congealed.

"Understood, Osamu Dazai made one, the gift he gave you is really good!"

Twirling the blond boy's earlobe with his fingers, the sapphires on it glistened, which unsurprisingly made the boy tremble even more.

There was a smile on his lips, obviously the plan had been completely disrupted, but he didn't have the slightest worry, "Why are you so afraid of me?"

It didn't matter whether Hanyu Ryo answered or not, he spoke again on his own.

"It's not easy~ I really might not be able to leave now, what should I do?"

Regardless of the boy's struggle, he stuffed the muffler into his mouth again, and Fyodor pressed a pious kiss on Ryo Hanyu's eyes through the black cloth.

"I'm also very upset. I can't make you too comfortable, can I?"

"Uh...uh..."

No, I'm not feeling well at all!

Shouting silently in his heart, Hanyu Ryo felt his leg bent down and an arm stretched in, and then his whole body was hugged horizontally.

His heart is full of despair, he won't really be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks in anger!

His elbow hit his chest, and his blond hair got tangled up on the buttons because of his restless movements. The panicked expression of the teenager made Fyodor a little helpless.

After all, he didn't really persecute the boy, and even the bleeding wound on his forehead was caused by those two uninvited guests.

The body was put into a confined space, and there was no way to make any big movements. Hanyu Ryo judged that it should be a cabinet, and his rapid breathing calmed down a little.

"I'll just take the key. This chain is quite magical. There is a bomb inside. If you can't open it, it will be fine in a week!"

Realizing that he wasn't joking, Hanyu Ryo twitched his mouth, this man is really a pervert!

Fiddled with the boy's slender, white fingers, and looked at the tangled hair on the buttons with some headaches.

"Your hair doesn't want me to go!" Deliberately interpreting this scene as the boy didn't want him to go, Fyodor bent down and blew on the boy.

"Leave my hair as a souvenir. You can't leave empty-handed. It will be different next time!"

The gentle voice said the most vicious curse for Ryo Hanyu, a lock of hair was slightly tensed and then loosened, Ryo Hanyu heard the sound of the dagger being unsheathed.

The boy held his breath in horror, obviously not understanding what he said at all, Fyodor was a little bit dumbfounded, and tightly clutched a strand of blond hair in his hand.

"It's just hair. Am I that bad in your heart?"

It was only when the cabinet door was closed that he felt alive again, gasping for breath, just now he really thought he was going to die.

The cruise ship shook for a while and then gradually calmed down. Hanyu Ryo, who was knocked unclear in the cramped space, sniffled and scolded Fyodor again.

It was all because of him that he became so miserable!

There were footsteps, heavy and hurried, not like that of the bad guy, Ryo Hanyu could only move his body hard, making noises to make people notice that he was locked in the cabinet.

There was a knocking sound from the closet, without too much hesitation, Dazai Osamu opened the closet directly, and saw the blond boy inside as expected.

"Uuuuuuu..."

The blond boy couldn't bear it any longer, his tears couldn't stop flowing, mixed with the blood on his forehead, he looked miserable, he was bullied thoroughly.

Removed the obstructing muffler, it was covered with glistening body fluid, the corners of the mouth were a little red, no need to think about it.

"Chuya..." He still looked pitiful, his clothes were wrinkled from being moved around, and his hair was messy.

Without helping the boy take off the eye bands, Osamu Dazai carried the boy out of the cabinet without much effort.

Feeling the light weight in his hands, the boy leaned his head against his chest, revealing his slender neck, as if it would break if it was bent lightly.

"It's pathetic, but I'm not Chuya!"

"... Dazai?" His voice was still choked, Hanyu Ryo seemed to be holding on to a life-saving straw, and his emotions on the verge of collapse made him refuse to let go.

Buried in someone else's arms and crying silently, Hanyu Ryo finally regained his sense of shame and stopped crying, but the sequelae of crying for too long is that he can't stop crying for a while.

"Chuya... hiccup...?"

"Being bullied so badly!" Without answering the boy's question, Dazai Osamu sighed expressionlessly, and the cold tone made Ryo Hanyu shiver again.

"I'm not feeling well, Dazai..."

Limbs were trembling due to the long-term curling up, Hanyu Ryo pursed his mouth and protested softly.

"This chain is a bit troublesome. You may have to wear it for a long time."

His eyes narrowed, of course it was a lie, there was no lock that he couldn't open, but the breath in his heart would always come out.

Although he knew that the boy was innocent.

"Are you angry?" Frowning, the tip of his red nose twitched, Hanyu Ryo keenly felt that Osamu Dazai was very angry.

"Yes, I'm angry!"

Let the boy lie on his body, vigorously rubbed the skinned and swollen lower lip of the blond boy, and heard the boy's innocent cry of pain.

"He did this too?"

For some reason, Hanyu Ryo felt that the current situation was very dangerous, so he licked his lower lip, "I bit it myself."

The fingers were still groping, gradually reaching the back of the neck, Hanyu Ryo shivered sensitively, "Don't touch me!"

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

Pulling out the person under the young man, Zhong Yuan Zhong also had anger and gunpowder smoke on his body. Now he can't see the young man being bullied, even a little bit.

"Chuya!" Although he had already been comforted(?), Ryo Hanyu sobbed again when he saw his first good friend in this world.

No matter how majestic and domineering he is, he will keep a low profile in the future, and then leave the port of Mafia, so that stinky rat can't find him.

"Did Zhong Ye beat him up?"

The blond boy buried himself in his chest and wept, his body trembled, without the arrogance he had before, Zhong Yuan's body stiffened, and his palm gently stroked the boy's back.

"I'm sorry, Ah Liang, let him run away!"

His blue eyes darkened slightly, and Zhongyuan Zhong also brushed the boy's hair that had stained his cheeks behind his ears, his face was full of apologies.

Although he knew that there was a high probability that Fyodor would not be caught, but after hearing that he had run away, Hanyu Ryo remembered the curse he had made before he left.

Lying on the chest of the red-haired boy, he said sullenly, "I hate him!"

Perhaps because he was too nervous just now, Hanyu Ryo didn't notice the black cloth in front of him until a finger was attached to the back of his head and it was taken off.

A pair of big palms covered the eyes, avoiding the damage caused by the direct light. After a while, he let go of his hands, and Ryo Hanyu really let go of his heart.

There were still tears in the young man's green eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red. It was obvious that he had cried for a long time before, and now he was dizzy.

"The cruise ship is about to sink!" The blond boy looked at the blond boy with his arms folded expressionlessly, and walked out first.

"I won't go back!" With his head lowered stubbornly, the black-haired boy and the brown-haired boy looked straight at him, making him feel like a vexatious brat.

"I can't understand...I'm stupid, I don't want to go..." Ryo Hanyu squatted down with his head in his arms, unable to describe the panic and uncertainty in his mouth.

He might really not be a good fit in Port Mafia!

Looking down at the blond boy sobbing, Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, then raised his hand to lift the boy up by the waist.

"It's not a big deal, Boss knows that I left a locator on you, and the bomb in your hand hasn't been dismantled yet!"

Han Yuliang doesn't care, his brain capacity is not enough, he doesn't want to be so passive every time, what if no one cares about him?What if he does get caught in Russia?

At that time, he will definitely be regarded as a guinea pig, and Yi Yan and his senior brother are not here.

"I don't want to go back, Chuya!" Carried by Osamu Dazai on his shoulders, the chains on his hands restricting his movements, Ryo Hanyu looked pitifully at the red-haired boy.

Zhong Ye is so good, he will definitely understand him!

"I'm sorry, Liang, it's better for you to stay at the port of Mafia." Unbearably looking away, Zhongyuan Zhong also avoided the boy's eyes calling for help.

Rubbed the boy's forehead, we can still protect you here, if you leave, there is really nothing you can do.

Hanyu Ryo was still throwing a temper tantrum, being carried on his shoulders and fidgeting around dishonestly, neither of these two people was listening to him.

"I said I won't go back, you put me down!"

Being bumped up and down, coupled with the grievance of being ignored, Ryo Hanyu opened his mouth viciously and wanted to bite the black-haired boy's back.

The forehead was lifted up to avoid the danger of being hit again, Nakahara Chuya pursed his lips, "Be quiet, or you will be the one who hurts!"

His body was thrown into the car, Hanyu Ryo wanted to get up, but without the support of his arms, his body could only lie on the seat and could not move.

"Don't bully him!"

Coldly warning the black-haired boy, Nakahara Zhong also hesitated for a while, then went to the back and closed the car door.

The body was turned upside down, there was not much space in the car, the feet were lifted up and placed on the lap, and the head was resting on Dazai's shoulder, Ryo Hanyu moved his arms.

The young man's wrist was already worn out due to long-term rubbing, and some places even ooze blood. Coupled with the wound on the back of his hand, it makes people feel distressed to look at.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a clean towel and carefully wiped the red and swollen wound, like treating fine porcelain, for fear that more strength would increase the pain of the young man.

Taking a deep breath in pain, his face wrinkled into a ball, Hanyu Ryo dodged the hand that was about to reach out, moaning and chirping, refusing to stay obediently.

The bandaged arm raised the boy's jaw, forcing him to raise his head. He carefully observed the wound on the boy's forehead, and found that it was only a flesh wound.

"Don't want to unlock it anymore?" Dazai Osamu slapped the boy's upturned buttocks hard, smiling gently, like a spring blossoming.

"Damn Osamu Dazai!"

Hanyu Ryo wanted to stand up and give Dazai a shot, to let him know that a man's butt cannot be patted!

In order to prevent the boy's legs from kicking around, Zhong Yuan stood up slightly, and pressed his knees on the boy's white instep, controlling the strength so as not to hurt the boy.

Holding down the boy's body with his free hand, he took out a box from the interlayer and handed it to Osamu Dazai who was still teasing the boy, with a gloomy face, "Hurry up and open the lock!"

The movement of the struggle became bigger, originally it was only a slight sway, but now it disregarded the bound hands and feet, and gritted its teeth to sit up.

The wrist that had already been wiped was suddenly torn away forcefully, and the second injury obviously worsened the wound, but the boy still pursed his lips and endured the pain.

"Doesn't it hurt?" His brows were raised tightly, and Zhong Yuanzhong also scolded loudly, unable to conceal his anger, and his hands pressed harder.

"Disobedient, most likely deserve a beating!"

His fingers lightly patted a certain part of Hanyu Ryo's waist, and immediately the boy collapsed limply, Dazai Osamu stared blankly at Ueyuyu Ryo.

His body was sore and numb, unable to exert himself, Hanyu Ryo turned his face to the side, letting his hair cover his cheeks, "But... there is a bomb, it will explode!"

His eyes became warmer, realizing that the boy was thinking about everyone's safety, Dazai Osamu rubbed the blond boy's waist, and brushed away the hair that covered his face.

"...He said he would open it by himself in a week." The thick eyelashes were trembling like two black butterflies flying.

"Little Ah Liang, my skills are quite good!" He took out the tool from the box, raised the boy's hand, and touched it lightly with his lips, which was extremely pitiful.

The already gloomy face was even uglier, and the furrowed brows could kill a fly, and Nakahara took a deep look at Osamu Dazai.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it!" Osamu Dazai smiled with his lips curled up, and there was no apology in his kite eyes.

If he hadn't been concerned about the bomb on the boy's wrist, he would have beaten up the bastard who took advantage of the opportunity immediately.

Hanyu Ryo still curled up and curled up into a ball, but stopped moving around, and followed the command of the black-haired boy cooperatively.

Even because the wound was touched when he opened the lock, he just frowned very carefully, anyway, he was very obedient.

Indeed, Zhongyuan Zhong also let go of the boy's feet, afraid that his feet would be numb due to pressing for too long, so he touched the boy's face, "You are so good!"

"I'm not a child anymore!" Retorted weakly, Han Yuliang looked at the red-haired boy accusingly, "You just touched my face with the hand that touched my feet."

"........."

"Hahaha——" The shoulders couldn't help shaking a few times, Osamu Dazai covered his mouth and tried to laugh softly, so as not to be held grudge by someone who was choked and speechless.

"Don't laugh, what if the bomb goes|explodes?"

Turning his head cautiously, he looked frantically at the chain that was constantly shaking along with the shaking of Dazai Osamu's fingers.

Squeezing his left eye, Osamu Dazai hooked the chain with his finger and turned it around on his hand, "Isn't it open!"

"I am the number one lockpicker in Yokohama for nothing!"

Flauntingly handing the chain to the blond boy, Osamu Dazai was complacent, and unexpectedly received a pair of adoring eyes.

"I want to learn too!"

This skill is so cool, you won't be afraid to go anywhere after you learn it, Hanyu Ryo wants to learn it very much, and looks at the black-haired boy enviously with his green eyes.

"No matter what, let's wait until the injury heals first." Rubbing his temples, Nakahara Nakaya looked at Ryo Hanyu, who was easily distracted, and sighed, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

"Go back and take a good rest first. After recovering from the injury, I will take you out to buy delicious food."

Randomly rubbing the broken hair on the young man's forehead, the young man gave a cold snort, and Nakahara Nakaya suddenly embraced Ryo Hanyu into his arms, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

"Fortunately, you are fine and you were not taken away."

Shocked by this sincere expression of emotion, Hanyu Ryo felt the slightly trembling body of the red-haired boy, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Opening his mouth clumsily, and not knowing how to comfort him, Hanyu Ryo could only gently pat the red-haired boy on the back.

Frowning in distress, he remembered that in the TV series, they comforted people like this, and they also sang, but he couldn't sing.

Leaning lazily on the soft cushion, Dazai Osamu squinted his eyes and looked at the red-haired boy who pretended to be pitiful and sympathetic. Only a fool like Ryo Hanyu could believe his poor acting skills.

"Ah Liang, are you okay?" Sakaguchi Ango has been anxiously waiting for the result since he got the news.

The blue eyes just glanced at this frail man sharply, seeing the guilt hidden in his eyes, "You know it too, right?"

"Anwu, I'm so miserable, I actually..."

Seeing the familiar figure, Hanyu Ryo wanted to turn around and spit out his bitterness. Only Ango could understand his pain.

"Be honest!" Picking up the fair-haired boy's white and tender ears, he pulled back his face that was still about to turn away, and his eyes passed Sakaguchi Ango coldly.

"Don't pull my ears!!"

The boy complained again from afar, and Ango Sakaguchi shrank his fingers, but he didn't make another sound after all.

Walking down from the car with his hands in his pockets, Osamu Dazai walked past Ango Sakaguchi without looking sideways, "He's really angry now!"

Wrists and forehead were wrapped in white bandages, circle after circle, Hanyu Ryo felt that he was going to become another Osamu Dazai.

"Sister doctor, can you stop tying so many loops, it's very inconvenient." With his face wrinkled into a bun, Hanyu Ryo scratched his hair.

"Hey, where's my hair??"

In disbelief, he stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head twice, and sure enough, a piece of hair was missing, and some stubble was still sticking to his hands.

Tears began to pool in his eyes, and Ryo Hanu swore that he would pluck Fyodor's hair.

Who would cut their hair from the root as a souvenir, the scalp must have been exposed, it is unforgivable!

"Am I bald?"

The young man's heart was broken by one sentence, his palms were on the top of his head and he refused to let it go, his mouth was so puffed up that he could hang a pot of oil on it, eager to get a negative answer.

He choked out a sentence dryly, covered his eyes unbearably, and tried hard to make his words believable, "Ah Liang is so handsome!"

"........."

There is zero credibility, thank you!

"Hanyu-kun, I remember saying before leaving that you will reconsider whether to stay after you come back. How do you think about it?"

The wine-red eyes are still emotionless, and the slightly long hair modifies the whole face to be more majestic. He is a person who is born to be a leader.

Glancing at Mori Ogai, Hanyu Ryo confirmed that he was not joking, he had just indulged for two days before being called here.

"Will you send someone to kill me after I leave?" With index fingers facing each other, Hanyu Ryo refused to raise his head, implying something, "It's... that kind..."

Hanyu Ryo's hairstyle has changed again, the braid that was originally braided from the middle is no longer usable, now he is braiding a strand of hair from the left to the right, which perfectly conceals his baldness.

Out of the bad taste of the signer, a bunch of dull hairs are deliberately picked out in the covered place, and the name is called to bless it to germinate and grow up quickly.

"Why do you think so, if I really kill you, someone will really be angry."

Amused by the blond boy's question, Mori Ogai raised his chin and looked at Ryo Hanyu with interest, "How is it? Is there any place you want to go?"

"Rin Taro, come and play with me!" The blond curly-haired girl couldn't bear the silence of the air, and tugged at the man's sleeve.

"Alice-chan, wait a minute, I'll play with you later~"

The idiotic smile just now turned serious when it turned around, as if nothing happened, seamlessly connected, "Hanyu-kun, have you made up your mind?"

Biting his lower lip, Hanyu Ryo remained silent for a while, then shook his head, "I haven't decided where to go yet?"

Sure enough, a successful leader must learn to change his face. Hanyu Ryo knows that his cultivation is not enough, maybe his potential has not been discovered yet.

Hanyu Ryo attributes the reason why things are not going well recently to the fact that he may not be old enough, maybe it will be fine when he reaches Mori Ogai's age.

His mood suddenly became much more comfortable, and when he left the port of Mafia, his journey as the Son of Destiny might have just begun.

"Hayu...kun?" Pushing his glasses, Ango Sakaguchi hopped into Ryo Hanyu's office, knocking over the documents on the desk in shock.

"Why did you suddenly cry so strangely?" Hanyu Ryo jumped onto his exclusive seat as usual, hugging himself with both hands and making a frightened look.

The height is just right, the hardness is just right, it is the best choice for fishing.

Looking at the bandage that the boy hadn't taken off, Ango Sakaguchi's eyes were a little dim, and he smiled bitterly, "Ah Ryo, I'm sorry!"

"It's my stupidity, and it's not your fault, why are you sorry?"

Feeling at a loss when someone apologized seriously, Hanyu Ryo jumped up in fright, scratched his hair in embarrassment, and unconsciously told the truth.

"So I don't like people who are too smart, it's not fun at all, as if we are puppets you manipulate!"

The rambling was to vent his depression of lack of IQ, Hanyu Ryo straightened his face and spoke very intently.

"Ango, I'm leaving!"

As for why he didn't tell Chuya or Dazai, because Hanyu Ryo felt that he might not be able to leave.

His pupils shrank, and Ango Sakaguchi was really surprised, feeling a little mixed, "Why did you tell me?"

He was happy that the boy would bid farewell to him, but he was worried that he was the murderer who indirectly caused the boy to leave.

"Didn't you tell your friends when you left? That's not considered leaving without saying goodbye!"

After being silent for a while, I found my own voice, "Have you figured out where to go?"

Han Yuliang sighed deeply, shook his head, felt a little sad, and his whole body became much more depressed, "No!"

The whole world is so big that there is no place for him, these words seem familiar.

"If you don't know where to go, I can tell you a place!" Bending down slightly, he whispered in the ear of the blond boy, "The Supernatural Secret Service is very suitable for you!"

Infected by Ango Sakaguchi's emotions, Ryo Hanyu also lowered his voice, leaned closer to his ear, and looked around vigilantly, "What is the Supernatural Secret Service?"

The warm breath in his ear caused Ango Sakaguchi to raise his head suddenly, with a flustered expression on his face, he retreated to his seat, "You can check the information by yourself, and have a brief understanding."

Curling his lips regretfully, Ryo Hanyu took out a pack of candies from his pocket and put it on his desk, "Okay! Ango, you are such a good person!"

No, he is not a good person, Ango Sakaguchi denied in his heart, he did not raise his head until the boy left, his nails dug deep into his palm.

What he made was the right choice, even if he gave up the boy for the sake of stability, he would not change it.

Walking out of the office frowning, Hanyu Ryo always felt that Ango was different from other people in Msfia at the port, but he didn't look like he would be harmed.

Then there is one last thing, pointing his index finger at the sky, and stealing his knife back.

Since his wrist was covered with bandages, his knife was kept in Zhongye's room, and he was threatened not to touch it. It's extremely disgusting!

"Chuya, I'm learning how to pick a lock in Dazai's room, do you want to come pick me up?"

After sending a text message, Ryo Hanyu gave him a thumbs up. As expected of him, he is really too smart!

The phone rang, and sure enough there was a text message back there, roughly meaning to tell him not to go to Dazai's room in the future, and add a sentence at the end to clean him up.

Wrinkled his nose, snorted coldly, he will leave today, so he won't be afraid of being punished!

Cleverly climbing up to the window, he got in through the gap that he had secretly opened earlier, and threw the dusty shoes outside.

Although he sneaked into other people's houses, he was also principled and would not move around casually.

"My knife!!"

The knife was not hidden, it was placed on the counter in the bedroom, the stains on it had been wiped clean, Hanyu Ryo hugged it in his arms.

Frown, don't think that I will forgive you!

Knocking on the door, the person who opened the door was not the man with messy hands and feet, but the person he didn't want to see, and his face suddenly became a little hideous.

"Where's A Liang?"

"Not here, whoops, have you been cheated?" First he was stunned for a moment, then leaned against the door gloatingly and smiled, Osamu Dazai reached out and rubbed the broken hair on his forehead.

"You're too badass, that brat, run away!"

Seeing the red-haired boy who had already understood the truth, Osamu Dazai walked in without closing the door, "You can really tell what that kid is thinking at a glance!"

He took out a bottle of wine, opened it with a corkscrew, poured a glass, and sat on the chair with his legs crossed.

Gritting his teeth, Zhong Yuanzhong reluctantly walked in, and had to rely on Osamu Dazai's locator to determine the boy's location.

He gritted his teeth and dialed the phone, and when he got through, he scolded loudly, "Where have you been?"

"I'm not going back!"

Ryo Hanyu has already run out of Mafia port, so naturally he doesn't accept Chuya's threat, no matter what, he wants to have fun first.

Holding the ice cream with rich ingredients, Ryo Hanyu licked it happily, "Chuya, next time we meet, I will treat you to ice cream!"

"If you dare to leave, don't let me catch you, or you will die!" These words were squeezed out from his lips, and even through the phone, he could hear the strong anger contained in them.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, the light in his eyes fluctuated under the yellowish light, Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips, and took the