[Comprehensive] Hei Shijae also wants to fall in love! ! !

During the day, somewhere in an unknown corner of Yokohama.

The sporadic light spots gradually condensed, and after a while, the huge blue light ball was torn apart from the inside, and the two people inside the ball fell to the ground, temporarily losing consciousness.

On the other side, in a certain hotel.

The violent explosion put the entire hotel into a state of first-level alert, with a cordon around the night, a crowded crowd, and loud voices calling for help.

Nakahara Nakaya woke up on a big bed in a hotel.

The fuchsia light, the pink wall, the strong fragrance pierced the tip of his nose, and the bright light from the head of the bed shone brightly on his eyes, making it impossible for people to open their eyes to see the surrounding situation clearly.

However, there was a familiar current running through his body—his powers came back.

Relying on his excellent sense of hearing, Zhongyuan Zhong also slightly closed his eyes, raised one hand and lightly touched the bright light above his head.

The ability is activated, and the strong light disappears.

After a few seconds of relief, Nakahara Zhongya opened his eyes, got up and looked around the surrounding environment - a big pit, scattered bedding and sheets, and even a complete teacup could not be found in the messy room.

Nakahara Chuya looked down at the clothes on his body belatedly, and he was relieved after making sure that the clothes were neat.

His memory is a little confused now.

The only thing he remembered in the daze was that when he was soundly asleep, a black figure appeared in front of his bed, and later it seemed to be a dazzling blue light and the power that could even tear his body apart.

after that...

He seemed to see the figure of Osamu Dazai, and in a daze, he seemed to have kicked someone in the head. At that time, his abilities seemed to have recovered, and when he kicked, it seemed, it seemed to be quite hard.

That person should... still be alive.

His head was dizzy, and his body was also filled with a faint smell of wine. Did he drink too much last night?

Zhong also immediately denied this idea. His drinking capacity has always been amazing, and his alcohol taste is even more friendly. Even if he drank too much the day before, he would definitely not have the aftereffects of a hangover.

The only possible explanation is - someone drugged the wine he drank yesterday.

'La la la, la la la, la la la la, la la la la la! '

A sharp and piercing ring came from beside his ears, and Nakaya raised his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a mobile phone, a pink-green mobile phone, with a lot of diamond powder studded on it.

It wasn't until the third ringtone came from the phone that Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth and picked it up.

The owner of the phone did not set a password.

After a light swipe, there is a familiar big face portrait, the tasteless hairstyle, the annoying face and the glaring white bandage, isn't it just Osamu Dazai himself?

Is this Osamu Dazai's phone?

Looking at the coquettish little mobile phone in his hand, the corners of Nakahara Chuya's mouth couldn't stop rising.

In the past, I didn't notice at all, Osamu Dazai still has this hobby?

With great interest, Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned against the bed and watched the sliding phone screen again and again, looking at the messages inside.

Looking at it, the curvature of Nakahara Chuya's lips gradually disappeared, and his expression became more serious. He sat cross-legged on the bed with his legs together, staring at the latest text message and fell into deep thought.

[Don’t come to me again, I’m really not interested in a guy like you who has no money and no looks and knows to follow me as a dog licker all day long, and the 3000 million has already hit your card Li, don't bother me in the future, it's disgusting and annoying to watch. 】

The sender's note name is - dear.

Honey.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also copied the mobile phone number and pasted it on the interface of a certain letter, and the contact card that was searched was - a big face covered with bandages, and That extremely arrogant name—Yokohama's No. [-] lockpicking king.

"..."

A not-so-good idea came to mind.

Maintaining his remaining sanity, he found the phone number of the owner of this mobile phone, returned to a letter interface again, entered the number to search, and suddenly found it.

It was the familiar handsome face, and even with that extremely stupid dark green headband, it still couldn't hide the handsomeness in this man's eyebrows.

He was right.

only...

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned against the head of the bed with a gloomy and frightening face.

The clothes he wears, the contact information of everyone stored in his mobile phone, and everything he sees outside through the glass window undoubtedly do not tell the same fact—this is no longer the world he is familiar with, or he Everything before was a dream?

After a short rest, Nakahara got up and left the hotel.

After walking out of the hotel door, Mu Ran looked back and saw the name of the hotel clearly - she had never heard of anything like Hotel.

The only banknotes left on him had just tipped the waiter, and the penniless Zhong also found a second-hand store to sell his mobile phone, and took the little money to a shopping mall specializing in luxury goods.

When he came out again, he had all the clothes, shoes, and hats, and the hairstyle was the most popular tinfoil iron. The mobile phone in his pocket was the latest ultra-thin model with a full touch screen. It had a beautiful appearance and a strong signal. Swipe to open the voice assistant to do whatever you want.

I found a quiet coffee shop and sat down casually in the corner. There was a cup of freshly ground cappuccino on the table.

Years of combat career in the mafia and the experience of fighting wits and courage with Osamu Dazai in these years made him quickly find the best solution at the moment.

The Internet speed of the cafe is as smooth and smooth as ever.

The man in the corner is holding a pen in his right hand, and is skillfully typing and sliding on the phone screen with his left hand. After a while, the small paper has been completely occupied by dense fonts.

Nakahara Chuya was the first to search for himself.

After pressing the search button, the webpage froze for a moment, followed by a bunch of unsightly photos, all kinds of killer shapes, and a row of prominent red bold fonts on the top line of the search page

——[Why did the young master of the dilapidated rich family frequent nightclubs? 】

Nakahara Chuya's second searcher was Osamu Dazai.

The page opens smoothly.

Moreover, when you enter the three characters 'Dazai Osamu' on the webpage, a bunch of red envelopes will fall out of thin air from the top. A small black hole immediately appeared below, and then grew until it took over the entire computer screen.

With a beep, the man's colorful head shot down.

Familiar avatars, familiar faces, and familiar voices linger in my ears.

"To meet is to be destined, and if you and I can meet today, it must be a destined person."

"Don't worry, come, take a look at this latest toilet cleaner, it's convenient and affordable, you deserve it."

"Do you like Mr. Dazai too?!" A surprised voice came, and then a young-looking young man sat down opposite Nakahara Nakaya. He was dressed in overalls, and he should be an employee here.

His eyes were shining brightly on Chuya... To be precise, he was staring at Dazai Osamu's photo on the screen of Chuya Nakahara's phone.

The young man looked around for a while, then took out a distorted leaflet from his pocket, flattened it with his elbow, and put it in front of Zhongye: "Our store is also holding an event recently, sir. look."

"As long as you are willing to record a short video, you can drink all the coffee I have here today! The content of the video is to congratulate Mr. Dazai on his birthday from the bottom of his heart, and finally say to the camera sincerely, 'Mr. Dazai, I like you very much , I will definitely support your creation with all my strength!'”

The dark hole flickered.

"..."

"what?"

"What creation???"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked blank.

Seeing Nakahara Chuya's reaction, the boy thought he was a little shy, so he got up and pulled up Chuya's sleeves, shook them gently, and said:

"Come on! Sir, don't be shy, if you don't shout out loudly, how will Mr. Dazai know your deep love for him?!"

"And, this is a chance to win a big prize!"

"Do you know where he is?" Zhong Yuanzhong also slammed the table.

Hearing the words, the young man frowned, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Hey, it's really sad to say it, I haven't seen Mr. Dazai's handsome face for 10 minutes, and his cool and handsome body is still there." The three points of laziness and four points of casualness contained in the eyes are combined with a very faint breath of black belly."

"10 minutes? Where did you see it?"

Nakahara also looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find Dazai Osamu, and... In this cafe, except for him and the boy in front of him, the others seemed to be girls.

"Hey!"

"It can be seen that you really love Mr. Dazai, come, come with me." The boy followed his steps as he motioned, and the two went to the back kitchen together, where there was a large human figure in the center Stand up.

"..."

"What about people?"

"It's right here. Look, although this figure stand can't show Mr. Dazai's heroic appearance at all, it's good to feast your eyes occasionally! And, do you know?!"

The boy seemed to have thought of something that excited him, and his eyes were amazingly bright at this moment.

"As long as you take a photo of Mr. Dazai's birthday wishes and post it online, you may meet Mr. Dazai himself! Hey, I'm telling you in secret! That's the warm Mr. Dazai!"

"And you and I are one of the few male fans!"

"..."

"Where's your boss?" Zhongyuan Zhongye asked impatiently, exhausted.

"I'm the boss!" The young man gave him a bright smile, and at the same time showed Zhong Yuan Zhong also a tour of his collection room in a very friendly manner.