How to put on the character of Wen Haozai in front of Buteizai

The door of the room was kicked open from the outside to the inside, revealing a chaotic scene.

The shoes that should have been placed on the shoe cabinet are scattered everywhere, and one, two, or three pieces of clothes are piled up together. It is hard to tell which ones are clean clothes that can be worn, and which ones have just been replaced and have not been cleaned?

Looking forward from the direction of the gate, you can see the place next to the window on the right, where there used to be a vertical cabinet.But now the cabinet fell directly on the ground for some unknown reason, leaving a few deep scratches.

The person under the cabinet stretched out his hand, waved it towards the door a few times and said, "Well, I can't get up now, if it's convenient, please help me lift this cabinet."

After hearing this, Dazai Osamu and Yong Jianheyi did not directly step forward to help, but walked slowly around the young man a few times, and then looked at the other party's current situation.

"So, are you a thief?" Osamu Dazai, who was silent for a moment, put his chin on his right hand and asked with great interest.

...? ? ?

The young man was obviously very confused by Osamu Dazai's question. He tilted his head and said softly "huh?" Then he said in that self-deprecating tone: "This is really a good question, but I'm not a thief, this is also my home~ "

After he finished speaking, he shook his head and looked very brisk, almost humming the ditty directly.

"But how do you prove it?"

Osamu Dazai asked: "Just as a drunk person would not admit that he was drunk, a thief cannot directly admit that he is stealing, right?"

Anyway, the "self" in my impression is not familiar with the residents on the sixth floor, so I am not afraid of revealing anything.

And after all, they are in someone else's house now, and they don't know much about the situation, so it's normal to be a little wary.

"Go to my room. On the second floor of the desk is the certificate of title, with my information and photos on it." The young man shrugged his shoulders and smiled wryly: "In this way, you shouldn't doubt my identity!"

Osamu Dazai nodded to Yong Jianhe, and then he couldn't walk in the direction pointed out by the young man.

This room is also a standard single youth's room, full of messy clothes and beds, a trash can full of paper towels and scraps of paper, and a sexy European and American woman with flaming red lips posted on the back of the door.

"Can't you see it? It's so wild!" Osamu Dazai fixed his gaze on the fitness equipment placed under the closet. Although he didn't try it directly, he could tell that the weight of the equipment was not light.

Then he walked straight to the desk on the left side of the room without stopping, then pulled open the second drawer, and began to pick and choose among the pile of documents.

After he found out the certificate of ownership of the house, he looked up and saw the desktop computer on the desk—the host computer was turned on, which meant that the computer had not been turned off.

Hooking the mouse casually, the desktop of the desktop computer lit up directly, and then he found that the computer was locked.

It seems that privacy is very important~

Osamu Dazai thought so, but thinking that the person was still waiting outside, he didn't stay here to try to crack the code.

He left the room with the property title certificate, and while opening it, he compared the young man under the cabinet with the photos.

The same blond hair; the same squinting smile; the same nonchalant demeanor... well, they are indeed the same person, the only difference is that the person at the scene is more mature than the one in the photo.

No no this is also very normal, after all, it has been many years.

Having made a judgment, Osamu Dazai threw the certificate of title on the side table, then squatted down and asked the blond young man, "So now do you need my help to lift the cabinet?"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands on the edge of the cabinet, and he could exert force at any time as long as the other party agreed.

"Mmm, um, um, of course!" The young man kept nodding his head, and his quick movements were about to throw out an afterimage.

Osamu Dazai didn't talk nonsense when he got the reply, he put his right hand on the edge of the cabinet slightly, and then lifted the cabinet up with one hand.

Well, it's a Hercules man~

Obviously, the blond-haired young man was also shocked by the other party's behavior. While his pupils constricted, his mouth opened slightly. It was obvious that even though he had escaped from the suppression of the cabinet, he did not regain his composure.

Watching Osamu Dazai's actions, Yuken Heyi fell into deep thought.If I remember correctly, Osamu Dazai seems to be the brain power school in physical arts...

Is this called gymnastics? !

Seeing the young man who obviously didn't come back to his senses, Dazai Osamu said casually: "What are you still doing here? Hurry up and come out!"

Could it be that you are used to being pressed by the cabinet, so you just treat it like a nest and don't plan to come out, right?

After being reminded, the blond young man quickly crawled out from below, then stood aside and glanced up and down at Osamu Dazai who put down the cabinet with amazed eyes.

"You are amazing..." The blond young man was filled with emotion.

Osamu Dazai shook his hand casually, and said calmly: "It's nothing, this is basic practice..." Then he paused, and added silently: "It's the same as what I saw in school before. Compared with the youth tennis players who play tennis at speeds of over 200km/h, they are really far behind..."

Hearing this, the blond young man couldn't help showing a look full of "what kind of monsters and ghosts are there around you?"

A tennis ball with a speed of 200km/h will be photographed and recorded by a speed camera and then a ticket will be issued on the highway, right? !

"By the way, what are you doing? Don't talk about it, and suppress yourself..."

Osamu Dazai said in a concerned tone, and then casually suggested: "Anyway, we are quite free now, do you want to help find it together?"

"Is it messy? I don't think so..."

After listening to Dazai Osamu's words, the blond young man tilted his head, then pointed to the living room and said in a natural tone: "It's okay? This kind of chaotic and orderly arrangement is full of the uniqueness of a home. It’s warm, and it’s not like you can’t really find what you want.”

Looking at the messy living room, Osamu Dazai showed dead fish eyes—order in chaos?Sorry, I didn't see...

I just feel that if this living room is looking for part-time workers to help, maybe the price will have to be raised by at least half in order to hire suitable workers.

"Besides, it's my personal hobby to stay in such an environment and find what I want. Don't you think it's very romantic to wander through the collection while hiding?" He seemed not to notice Osamu Dazai Said happily like the desire to complain about being about to break out.

Osamu Dazai shook his head, and then turned into a joker: "So your romance is being suppressed by a cabinet...?"

"Ah... this... was a mistake!" The blond young man scratched his head in embarrassment, looking around in embarrassment.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen, the corner supporting the balance of the cabinet was accidentally kicked off, causing him to be directly crushed underneath.

Osamu Dazai just sneered silently in his heart at the blond-haired young man's words and thought about others, and then pretended that he had successfully pulled his eyes away.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai did not continue to question, the blond young man silently breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't realize that his expression was completely seen by the other two.

"By the way, let's get to know each other..."

The blond young man suddenly changed the subject, and then stretched out his right hand: "My name is Katori Haruyuki, and I'm a gym trainer. Anyway, thank you for your help this time!"

"I'm Osamu Dazai, if I really want to thank you, let's go out for a meal together one day~" Osamu Dazai shook hands with the blond youth, and then raised his opinion with a smile.

The blond youth nodded, and then shifted his gaze to Yong Jian He Yi.

Seeing this, Yong Jianheyi casually declined: "You don't need to thank me, after all, I can't help with my old arms and legs."

"But at your age, when you should be enjoying family life, you are willing to come down to help because you heard the news. Such enthusiasm should not be ignored~"

Katori Haruyuki rolled his eyes with a smile, and said in a very enthusiastic tone: "If possible, I hope to get to know you, after all, in life, I don't even know a friend with good character, isn't that too sad? "

"Forget it, I can't say it anyway... My name is Yong Jian He Yi, please give me your advice!" Yong Jian He Yi didn't support the opponent's three-inch tongue , and quickly said his name.

At this moment, a reflected light came from the outside.

Maybe it's because it's dusk now, and the sky outside is relatively dark compared to daytime, so the reflections coming from it are particularly obvious.

Osamu Dazai and Haruyuki Katori, facing each other and facing the window sideways, naturally saw this, but Yukun Hoichi, who was standing with their backs to the window, didn't notice anything because of the angle.

"what is this......?"

Could it be that something happened outside?

Osamu Dazai thought so, and then walked towards the window without going.

Perhaps because of being dazzled by the light, while walking in the chaotic room, Osamu Dazai accidentally stepped on a tin cup lying on the ground......

He fell backwards, then turned over on the ground, hugging his waist that was burned by the model, screaming "Ouch~ Ouch~".

Ugh, it hurts so much! ! !

Katori Haruyuki reached out and pulled Osamu Dazai up, and then asked in a low voice: "How do you feel? Is it serious?? Do you need me to get some hot towels for you???"

"Very much needed, thank you!!"

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth immediately, and then nodded quickly, "This fall was so hard that I wondered if my waist was twisted..."

He frowned and complained, and then kept rubbing his waist with his palms.

The author has something to say: I found it so strange that Dazai also kept throwing big failures in the last copy, causing himself to fall, explode, and fall down the stairs... As a result, this copy is the same. Another big failure.

Obviously no one else would do this, did the app just get on with Dazai?

In addition, I found that I forgot to write a plot, but now I can’t add it after writing it, so I just put it in Zuohua.

Dazai saves people with one hand.

Katori Haruyuki (pounce on and hug.jpg): Hey, I thought I was going to lose qwq, thank you! ! !

Osamu Dazai (Avoid in dislike. jpg): Stay away from me, I don't hug boys!

Katori Haruyuki (Smiley.jpg): What a coincidence, I don’t like boys either~

Osamu Dazai (dislike.jpg): Isn't this nonsense?If you like boys...