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"Huh? Why are you crazy?" Zhong Yuan frowned and looked at Sakura, "I definitely don't take you as my property, don't listen to his nonsense."

Osamu Dazai sneered: "This wristband is really ugly, miss, you should throw it away quickly."

"Shut up suicidal bastard!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also really angry, a red light appeared on his body, and a huge boulder floated into the air.

His blue eyes stared at Osamu Dazai dangerously: "There are some things that you can't talk nonsense, shut up for me, don't you understand human speech?"

"Chuya." Sakura looked at the blue belt on her wrist, lowered her sleeves to cover it, and gently tugged at the corner of Chuya Nakahara's clothes.

The red light on Zhongye's body gradually disappeared, and the gravel slowly fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I couldn't control it." The orange-haired boy looked down at her, and there was some complexity in his blue eyes.

"You, do you think so too?"

Zhong Yuanzhong is not stupid, the little girl can live alone in Radium Bowl Street for several days without any incident, which already shows that she is not as weak as she looks.

But even so, after experiencing the disappearance of the little girl, he still couldn't help but bring her the blue wrist.

He thought he was just trying to protect her, but when Osamu Dazai told her from the sidelines, he suddenly understood a little bit.

In addition to protection, it is undeniable that he also has some thoughts that can deepen his connection with her.

But in fact, this should not be the case. After all, their acquaintance time is very short.

"Chuya." Sakura lightly poked his waist, "Don't think too much."

Greed for getting and fear of losing are emotions that everyone will have, and this is not a bad thing.

The waist was poked a little itchy, Zhong couldn't help laughing, grabbed her hand, but couldn't immerse himself in the inexplicable emotion before.

"Miss, you trust others too easily," Osamu Dazai sat on the railing, resting his chin on his hand, "You will be deceived if you do this."

Sakura blinked: "Like you?"

"Hey, is the young lady complaining about me? Is that right?" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Does the little lady actually make complaints about people?"

Sakura tilted her head, confusion appeared on her delicate face.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows: "She is clearly saying that you can deceive people."

"The little dwarf actually made his own claim to speak ill of me. As a dog, don't bark."

……

Then the two fought. Of course, Osamu Dazai was unilaterally beaten.

Nakahara Chuya happened to have a lot of anger in his heart, if Sakura didn't listen to Dazai, he would have blown Dazai up on the spot.

"Stay away, don't get hurt." Zhong Yuan also turned his head and instructed.

A petite and cute little girl, no matter how you look at it, people can't help but worry about her.

"Little dwarf, do you only use brute force?"

"Huh? Do you want to meet him?"

Sakura stared silently for a while, and then didn't know how to develop, and the three of them went to the game hall together.

"Let's have a showdown, let the little lady see who should listen to whom."

Sakura's confused face: It's none of my business, right?

But Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai have already started playing games, and the battle looks very intense.

Sakura tentatively stretched out her hand and pressed a few buttons on the game console, the character was crooked and couldn't stand still.

"Your operation is too bad." The person who was playing games next to him seemed to be angry, and frowned, "If you don't know how to play, don't come, really, it's because of people like you that I will not come here every day." The second team lost..."

Sakura: "..." Huh?what happened?

"Uncle, what are you talking about?" Zhongyuan Zhong glanced over unhappy, and threatened fiercely, "How many rounds shall we play?"

"That uncle, I want to play a game with you too!" Behind the game console, Osamu Dazai raised his hand cheerfully like a primary school student.

"Are there so many brats in the game hall today?" The uncle smiled disdainfully, "Okay, come on, kids don't cry out of anger."

Sakura: "..." Facial paralysis continued.

Then, Yingli saw this uncle being tortured to death by two people in the game.

The key point is that Dazai is very naughty, and he always doesn't give it a good time. He always pretends to give the opponent hope of winning, and just walks and plays, like a cat catching a mouse.

Seeing the uncle's tortured expression full of psychological shadows, Sakura suspected that when the wait was over, he would never want to touch a game console in his life.

Sakura, who didn't understand the game, silently looked away, covered her mouth and yawned.

Suddenly, her gaze was attracted by another person who was playing a game.

The man was eating and drinking while playing games, and there was a lot of fried chicken next to him. After playing a round, he even picked up a large bottle of Coke and took a sip into his mouth.

"Cool!"

Sakura: "Ah..."

There was envy in the blue cat's eyes.

"What are you looking at, it's time to go." Nakahara started rubbing her head again.

Sakura looked up for a while, then suddenly shook her head and opened her mouth to bite.

Chuya Nakahara, who found his fingertips bitten before he could react: "..."

"Hey, hey, let go, bite, what's the point of biting your fingers!" The orange-haired boy's face suddenly turned red, neither moving nor moving.

He could feel his fingertips being licked softly and moistly.

Sakura bit her fingertips and grinded her small white teeth, finally reluctantly let go.

Ah, sure, Chuya is really different from others, and the taste is different.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to calm her down loudly, but for some reason, he couldn't get angry, and the volume unknowingly decreased.

Sakura replied honestly: "It should be delicious in my imagination."

"What?!" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his voice suddenly, and when he found someone looking over, he hurriedly lowered his head guiltily.

"Very, delicious? What to eat?" For some reason, Zhong Yuan stuttered a little.

Sakura looked at him suspiciously, and made a promise: "Don't worry, Zhongye, no matter how hungry I am, I won't eat you."

After thinking about it, she added: "Try to."

Zhong Yuan's eyes flickered: "Hey, you..."

"Chuya, I'm hungry." Sakura sat there and began to touch porcelain, rolling her face on the game console, with a blank expression, "Hungry."

"What, so I'm hungry..." The orange-haired boy had a strange expression, like he was relieved but also disappointed.

"Are you really hungry?" The little girl looked like a child who was cheating, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help teasing her.

"Hungry." The little girl nodded vigorously, her light blue eyes became watery as if they were shining.

Full of pure anticipation, and a little soft grievance that is hard to detect.

This grievance may not even be noticed by the little girl herself.

Being looked at like this, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't bear to tease her anymore, "Okay, I'll take you to eat..."

Suddenly, he seemed to see someone, quickly pulled up the hood of the sweater, and turned his back to avoid the direction of the door.

Sakura looked towards the gate of the game hall, and two people she had met before walked in, both members of "Yang", one was Shirase and the other was Yuxing.

"Miss, I've avenged you~" Osamu Dazai seemed to be bored with the abuse, and finally he was willing to run back, and when he turned his head, he saw Nakahara Chuya dodging.

Osamu Dazai looked around, and also found Shirase and Yuxing, his iris-colored eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth to start messing around.

"Mr. Chuya Zhongyuan, why are you hiding here? Did you see someone?"

The intentionally raised voice quickly caught Shirase Yuxing's attention, and the two ran over immediately when they saw Chuya Nakahara.

"Chuya, I finally found you." Shirase urged, "Shogo and Akira were captured by the port mafia, Chuya, go and save them."

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, and quickly grasped the key point: "Why were you arrested? Did you go to the factory on the other side of the river to steal alcohol again?"

Shirase got stuck.

Zhong Yuanzhong also understood: "Didn't I say that it is very close to the territory of Hong Kong gangsters, so don't go there casually?"

Shirase just felt guilty for a moment, and immediately became confident again: "It's just to get some wine, and you are so powerful, shouldn't you protect us?"

Youxing also said beside him: "Yes, Chuya, just like before, let's save them."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned deeper: "I have plans for this matter."

Sakura watched this scene silently.

"Miss, you see." Osamu Dazai no longer smiled, and his kite-colored pupils showed a deep color, "As the king of sheep, he was forced by sheep. It's a strange scene."

"If this continues, sooner or later, the king of sheep will be completely swallowed by a group of sheep." Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai showed an interested smile again.

As if looking forward to seeing that interesting scene.

Sakura glanced at him slowly.

"Because Chuya doesn't really regard himself as the king of sheep." Sakura said, "Chuya is very gentle, he acts as a protector."

"And," the little girl suddenly clenched her fists and put them on her chest, vowing, "If Chuya is going to be swallowed one day, it must not be a sheep."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Miss is sure, can you tell me why?"

Sakura shook her head: "I can't say that." She was very firm.

She won't say, she's a little, really just a little greedy.

At most, at most, it is to the extent that I want to lick it a little.

On the other side, Shirase was already very emotional: "Chuya, don't forget, if the sheep hadn't taken you in back then, you would have died long ago!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also drooped his eyes for a moment of silence, but his sleeves were suddenly tugged.

Zhong Yuanzhong is almost familiar with the feeling of being pulled at the corner of his clothes.

"Zhongye," the little girl called him, "I'm hungry, don't you want to take me shopping?"

"Ah, yes." Zhong Yuan was stunned, and responded, and was about to leave the game hall with one hand in his pocket, but was stopped.

"Chuya, did you really betray Yang and join the port mafia that captured Shogo and the others?" Shirase pointed at Osamu Dazai who was standing idly by the side.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes with an innocent face: "Hong Kong gangsters have no intention of doing anything to the sheep, you want them to come out so much, I can call right now."

Shirase: "How is that possible!"

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and made a random call: "Hello, Mr. Mori?"

After a few words, he hung up the phone, and almost the next second, Shirase's phone rang, and the members who received the notification were released from Hong Kong and hacked.

Just when Shirase was dumbfounded, Sakura started to tug at Chuya Nakahara's cuff again.

"Are you so hungry?" The orange-haired boy instantly understood her silent urging.

"Well," Yingli nodded, her small face was full of seriousness, "It's more important to buy food for Yingli."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also amused by her calm tone, and felt relaxed.

"Chuya, you would rather take her to buy food than save Shogo and Akira?" Yuxing stared at Zhongya Zhongyuan in disbelief.

She wanted to step forward and hug Nakahara Chuya's arm, but Nakahara Chuya avoided it.

"Naka ​​is not your tool," Sakura stared at Yuxing, "and you only care about his ability."

Greedy for his strength, fearful of his departure, but unwilling to make efforts to deepen the relationship, and only blindly threaten with the so-called kindness.

But there are no such good things in the world. Sooner or later, this fragile relationship will burst like a bubble in the sun.

"You're talking nonsense!" Youxing was a little annoyed, "Zhongye, she came here to alienate your sheep on purpose, she must be from the port mafia, don't be fooled by her!"

"Hey, I'm very happy if Miss is from Hong Kong." Osamu Dazai, who was casually watching the show, suddenly became excited, "I must take Miss and become my subordinate!"

Sakura sighed: "Mr. Childish, don't play anymore at this time."

Osamu Dazai shrugged and paused for a while: "Okay, for the sake of the young lady."

The little girl looked up at Zhongye, her water-blue eyes were as clear as a mirror, clearly reflecting the expression of the orange-haired boy.

"Chuya," she said slowly, "Actually, this is your business, and power is also yours. What you do should be your own choice."

Sakura let go of the corner of his clothes, and before he could reach Dazai Osamu, the orange-haired boy grabbed his wrist.

"Let's go, don't you want to go shopping for something to eat?" Zhongyuan Zhongya put the little girl's hand back to the corner of his clothes and said softly.

Sakura blinked cat pupils, and responded softly.

The three of them walked out of the game hall, and Shirase kicked down the chair angrily behind him.

"Want to eat cake?" On the street, Nakahara Zhong also noticed that Sakura's eyes were staring at a dessert shop without blinking.

Sakura was thinking of the cake Kusuo Saiki bought for her that was broken before taking a bite. Hearing Nakahara's question, she subconsciously nodded.

"There are a lot of people," Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look, "You wait here first."

"Okay." Sakura replied obediently.

The orange-haired boy walked away, Sakura waited on the spot, Dazai Osamu sat on the next step, one leg was slightly bent, and his kite-colored eyes examined her.

After a while, Sakura turned around and looked over: "What's wrong? Mr. Childish."

"I'm not called Mr. Naive, I'm called Osamu Dazai." The black-haired boy said, with fluffy and curly hair hanging on both sides of his fair face, when he was quiet, he looked a little cute and childish.

"Mr. Dazai." Sakura politely and quickly changed her words.

"Miss shouldn't be so kind, take care of that little man." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, curling his lips in dissatisfaction.

Sakura looked at him quietly.

"Hey, is Miss really the kind of person who will save anyone she sees?" Osamu Dazai seemed curious.

"But judging from Miss Xiaoxiao not stopping me from shooting that GSS person, Miss Xiaoxiao doesn't look like that kind of person."

"Or," he raised his eyes, his eyes seemed to hide an abyss, "in the eyes of the little lady, I shot and killed him, is it also a kind of 'rescue'?"

Sakura hesitated for a moment, "Is this very important to you?"

Sakura didn't think it was necessary to ask such a question, but if she remembered correctly, this was the second time Dazai Osamu asked her such a question.

"Is it important?" Dazai Osamu was noncommittal, "Maybe it is very important, the answer is not very clear even to me."

He clasped his hands together as a gesture of begging, and the only iris-colored eyes that were exposed were shining brightly: "Please, young lady, just treat it as satisfying my curiosity!"

Sakura thought about it.

"I never thought of saving anyone in the past," Sakura said slowly because she had to answer while thinking, "and I also think that I am not qualified to save others."

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, but Sakura could feel that he was listening attentively.

"It's not up to me to save this kind of thing. When they don't have relative desires in their hearts, I can't provide them with any help."

Having said that, the little girl let out a soft breath.

"So it's not so much rescue as it is because they sent out a cry for help."

Osamu Dazai's voice sounded: "Me too, did I call for help?"

Sakura looked at him, there was no expression on his face, as if he was tired and lazy, but also as if he was thinking.

Sakura nodded seriously: "Yeah."

After a moment of almost suffocating silence, Osamu Dazai smiled suddenly.

"So the little lady's ability is to be able to hear other people's voices?"

Sakura blinked, and found that it seemed, it seemed, almost, there was nothing to refute.

"The cake is back." Footsteps came, and Zhong Yuanzhong had already returned with the cake box.

Sakura's eyes lit up, she didn't care to look at Osamu Dazai, and hugged the cake box tightly with both hands.

"Why do you feel like you have been hungry for several days." Zhong Yuanzhong also complained.

"Can I eat now?" The little girl had no expression on her face, but anyone who knew her a little could know how happy she was now.

"Let's eat." Zhong Yuanzhong also took apart the disposable plastic fork and gave it to her.

Sakura was about to open the cake box, but suddenly stopped.

She saw a man passing by, eating a bag of potato chips.

"Chuya." Sakura looked up at him.

Zhong Ye sighed, and rubbed her head hard: "I know, I know, why are you only thinking about eating?"

"Will it delay your work?" Yingli still remembered that they should have something to do.

"It's nothing," Dazai Osamu said in a calm tone, "Basically, the person we are looking for has been determined."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say a word, but his expression seemed to agree with this.

Sakura nodded confusedly: "Oh..."

In the supermarket, Yingli pushed a trolley and put bags of potato chips of different flavors into it.

"Can you finish buying so much?" The orange-haired boy frowned slightly.

"Then, Chuya, can I still buy more?" Looking at the snacks in the cart, Sakura asked in a low voice.

The little girl had a soft voice, and a pair of cat-like water-blue eyes carefully and secretly glanced at him one after another.

Expected and guilty.

Like a small animal planning to steal it.

Nakahara Chuya: "... yes."

This is too foul.

The little girl's eyes were full of joy, and she put a pack of new-flavored potato chips into the trolley.

"This?" Unknowingly walking to the beverage shelf area, Sakura looked up for a while, and recognized a row of Coke that she saw others drinking in the game hall.

"Is it really that delicious..." Because it's not easy to fill the stomach at Mera's house, Sakura tentatively reached out to get a Coke.

... not enough.

Sakura stood on tiptoe, but found that she still couldn't reach it.

A low laugh sounded from behind.

Sakura looked up and saw a young man with slender knuckles take down a bottle of Coke and put it into the trolley.

"Miss, you should have called us here at this time." Osamu Dazai smiled.

Sakura nodded, "I see."

"By the way, miss, do you like canned crab meat?" Osamu Dazai excitedly raised a few canned food in his hand.

Sakura thought for a while: "I haven't eaten it, maybe it's delicious."

"That's right, so get some more!" Osamu Dazai was very quick, and Sakura watched silently, feeling that the shelves of canned crab meat were almost emptied.

"Hong Kong gangster bastard, I won't pay you the bill!" When meeting up with Zhongya Zhongya, the orange-haired boy was furious.

"Cut." Osamu Dazai curled his lips.

Satisfied with a big bag of snacks, Sakura unscrewed the Coke bottle and took a sip.

"Hiss." The little girl took a deep breath, covered her mouth, and stared wide-eyed, as if frightened.

The two teenagers next to him laughed at the same time.

"It's delicious." After recovering, Yingli smashed her mouth and took another sip from the plastic bottle.

"Miss, you can try drinking it in one gulp." Osamu Dazai encouraged with malicious intentions.

He seemed to especially like seeing the unexpected expressions of the little girl.

Sakura shook her head vigorously, looking at him vigilantly with her round blue eyes, and then hiccupped uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha." Osamu Dazai laughed for a while for some reason, then patted her head as if sighing.

"Miss."

"Huh?" Sakura tilted her head and looked at him.

Osamu Dazai paused for a while, then pulled her hair.

"Miss, I wanted to tell you before we met, did you dye your hair? Shouldn't it be?"

Sakura felt that he didn't mean to say this, but before she could say anything, the orange wig was pulled off her head.

"Hey, what are you doing to her!" Zhong Yuan was also aggressive.

"Ah, it turned out to be a wig, fortunately, fortunately," Osamu Dazai patted his heart exaggeratedly, "I was thinking about what to do if the little lady couldn't think about it for a while and dyed her hair the same color as the dwarf. too disgusting."

"You curly-haired bandage pervert is not qualified to say that!" The two seemed to be fighting again.

Yingli unpacked a bag of potato chips, and clicked: "Well... you still have to find someone?"

So, a truce.

Sakura didn't know how they knew. In short, they came to a factory-like place and said that the real murderer behind the scenes was here.

The search for Huangba spit, and the resurrection of the former leader of Hong Kong and Black were all done by the same person.

"You can just wait for us outside," Nakahara said, with a serious expression, "it may not be safe inside."

Osamu Dazai, who likes to make trouble, actually echoed Chuya Nakahara's words this time: "If you are a young lady, you should stay outside."

Sakura is not the kind of person who will beg to follow: "Okay."

She stayed outside, obediently waiting for the two of them to settle the matter.

"Ok?"