Port Mafia Play House

Osamu Dazai has almost no memories of skin-to-skin contact between humans.

As a rare person with supernatural powers who can eliminate supernatural powers, he is doomed to live in a bloody storm of being used and being used the moment the supernatural powers are discovered.

Everyone wanted him to be a no-brainer trading item and wait for the delivery date, so he betrayed.

As long as there are a few light words, someone will work for him, why not do it?

On the day the deal was established, blood spattered his face, Osamu Dazai took the complete suicide manual, and stepped over the so-called parents' corpses as if nothing had happened.

That was the only thing he brought from "home".

Human beings are stupid and rebellious creatures. This is the only truth that Osamu Dazai learned in the first 12 years of his life.

Osamu Dazai's gaze rested on the connected palms of the two.

The hands that held him were not warm, even a little cold, but the touch stayed at the fingertips and never dissipated for a long time.

【You are sad. 】

Ji Guang said.

【why? 】

he asked in a daze.

[Could that cub know magic? 】

Although he has been with Hayakawa August for more than ten years, Yoshimitsu dare not say that he completely sees through this young man.

But what is certain is that Hayakawa rarely has such strong mood swings in August.

Most of the things that most people do, to him, it's like a breeze blowing across the water without even making a ripple. He looks gentle and tolerant, but that's just an illusion.

You can't say he doesn't care, but the truth is, he doesn't feel anything, and he doesn't empathize with the other person.

Even facing Nakahara Chuya and Oda Sakunosuke, this is the case most of the time.

The man was terribly gentle.

Also terribly indifferent.

Hayakawa August did not answer his question, he opened the door of the apartment, warm lights shone from it, and a baseball game was broadcast on the TV.

Nakahara Chuya and Oda Sakunosuke stood at the dining table, as if preparing ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast.

"Yo, you're back." Sakunosuke Oda noticed his existence first, and waved his hand, "Ah, is this kid Osamu Dazai you mentioned on the line..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Hayakawa August who walked quickly embraced him.

"Uh..." Oda raised his flour-stained hands to avoid touching him, and asked in confusion, "August, what's wrong?"

August didn't speak, let go of him, and then hugged Nakahara Chuya next to him, with his head hanging by his neck.

"What's going on!" Chuya exploded at once, "Did this kid bully you!?"

He looked towards the door angrily, raised his fist, and looked like he was about to step forward to question.

August shook her head - pressed his hand softly.

"No..." he whispered, "I just... miss you."

After finishing speaking, he resumed his usual tone, and said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you, this is Osamu Dazai, the child that Mr. Mori entrusted to me to take care of, and he may be staying here for a few days in the future!"

Oda Sakunosuke waved his hand calmly: "Oh, welcome, Dazai, I am Oda Sakunosuke."

He turned to August and said: "The higher ups have given us a holiday. I don't know when to go back. I've been at home these days."

"Hey—" August flattened his mouth, "Why didn't you say it earlier, I would not have come back if I knew it earlier, and I was rushing to work and squeeze out the vacation."

Oda was helpless: "I didn't tell you because I knew you would do this, okay, okay, let's go out to play again on weekends."

August's eyes lit up, and she said in a long voice: "Really—then I'll check the hotel and the ticket—"

Nakahara Chuya was skeptical, but he suppressed his temper and stepped forward to reach out his hand to Osamu Dazai.

"I'm sorry just now, you are welcome, I am Chuya from the Central Plains."

Osamu Dazai was still in the aftermath just now, when he saw Nakahara Chuya's outstretched hand, he flicked it back subconsciously.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

A cross appeared above his head.

What a nasty brat.

Osamu Dazai showed a fake smile: "Hi, I'm Osamu Dazai."

He pretended to be surprised, "Chuya, how old are you? Why am I taller than you?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

This guy is definitely not a good person!

When meeting for the first time, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chu also maintained a superficial peace, and jointly confirmed a fact in their hearts.

—I don't get along with that bastard.

August brought a pair of slippers for Osamu Dazai, took off his coat, and sat down on the sofa.

"By the way..." He blinked, "The scheduled housekeeping can only clean up the utility room tomorrow. Dazai will sleep in the same room with Chuya today, how about it?"

The two were startled at the same time, and said in unison.

"do not want!"

"why!"

August let out a chuckle, and tilted his head, "Ah... so, then, Dazai will sleep in the same room with me tonight?"

Osamu Dazai: "..."

Dazai put Chuya on Nakahara's shoulder with a smile, "Let's share a room with Chuya, I think it's fine."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

I feel bad at all!

Zhongyuan Zhong also lived for more than ten years, and it was the first time he encountered such an annoying existence.

"Hey!" He said angrily, "Your own bed, come down and do me a favor!"

Osamu Dazai sat on the swivel chair in front of the desk, hugged his knees and turned around: "No——Mr. Hayakawa said to let "Chuya" settle me down. "

He deliberately put the accent on the word "Chuya", and smiled slyly: "Or, Chuya wants to live up to Mr. Hayakawa's expectations..."

"... "

Nakahara Chuya "thumped" down the quilt, clenched his fist and raised it in front of Osamu Dazai, gnashing his teeth: "I warn you, if you dare to do anything to August, you will die!"

Dazai was unmoved: "Hey, do you care more about what I will do to Mr. Hayakawa than yourself? He is really a well-behaved brother as he said."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Don't stop me!I'm going to beat him up!

Osamu Dazai suddenly smiled: "Chuya, is it someone with supernatural abilities?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also subconsciously said: "What are you... none of your business."

"I don't know..." Dazai raised his chin with a smile, "But just now, I know. Chuya is indeed a person with supernatural abilities..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Sooner or later, I will tear you apart, this dead mackerel."

"Don't be so violent." Osamu Dazai said, "Don't worry, I am also a person with supernatural powers. What is Chuya's supernatural power?"

He raised his hands and put on a harmless look: "I'll come first, I'm disqualified in the world, and invalidate the abilities I come into contact with."

"Gravity manipulation..." Zhong Yuan said with a smirk on his face, "Change the gravity of the things you touch... Shut up, bastard, I don't want to chat with you at all."

"Is that so..." Osamu Dazai was thoughtful, "But, I have a lot of things I want to talk to Chuya about."

"For example, the stickers on the shoes at the door, that pizza shop always likes to distribute leaflets randomly, it's really annoying, if I remember correctly, that shop should be on Leibo Street..."

In the middle of Dazai Osamu's words, he was suddenly strangled by a hand-an unspeakable chill spread in the room, the pain penetrated into the nerves, and breathing became difficult.

He raised his head with difficulty, and met those cobalt blue eyes that seemed to be covered with frost.

It was filled with killing intent.

"Talk more nonsense..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also whispered, "Kill you..."

"You won't..." As if thinking of something interesting, Osamu Dazai grinned, "You have to thank me, I can tell, Mr. Hayakawa is the same, by the way—"

He pursed his lips happily.

"Mr. Hayakawa, has he seen his "beautiful" brother, this side of him now? "

"... "

Zhong Yuan also let go of his hand and took a deep breath.

He calmly said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "I don't have any ulterior motives."

"Just a little curiosity."

"Curiosity killed the cat..." Zhong Yuanzhong said unkindly.

After finishing speaking, he ignored it and packed his schoolbag and made the bed by himself.

Osamu Dazai watched him put the papers into his schoolbag, and asked curiously, "Are you in school?"

"Of course..." Zhong Yuanzhong said impatiently, "Compulsory education is until the age of 15, don't you know?"

"Hey, but Chuya's ability, it looks very strong in a fight."

If it is used to kill people, it will definitely save Hayakawa August a lot of trouble.

"So what..." Nakahara didn't understand his subtext, and complained, "August said that I should at least finish high school, but I don't want to go to college, and Oda-san still hopes that I can go to Waseda...then Is it a school that people can get into!"

He murmured: "Who invented the subject of mathematics? I really want to travel back in time and give him a punch! But in this case, it seems that mobile phones and the Internet will never be born. In the final analysis, it is all the fault of compulsory education." , as long as people learn the subjects they like..."

Osamu Dazai listened silently, feeling an unspeakable sense of confusion in a trance.

He couldn't help asking: "Do you know Mr. Hayakawa's occupation?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Being a doctor in an underground clinic."

Osamu Dazai: "Then do you know that he has killed someone?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, and nodded.

"Well..." he said seriously, "That's why I want to become stronger and protect him."

These words are really naive, so naive that Osamu Dazai doesn't even need to think about it, he can utter more than a dozen rebuttals with just one mouth.

protect him?Does he need your protection?How do you protect him by killing someone else?Don't you think your so-called protection is cruel to others?

But he was silent for a while, and finally only said two words.

Osamu Dazai: "Come on..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also grinned: "I want you to say..."

Osamu Dazai: "By the way, talking with Chuya, it's really relaxing^_^"

Especially compared to someone.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."