I'm breaking up with Gin

Later, people from all parties rushed to the scene, and the port Mafia asked the winery to give an explanation for the unreasonable increase in workload caused by the commotion and the kidnapping of important members of the organization.

Kagaya felt that the title of that "important member" was too watery to complain about.

After all, Mori Ogai just used his supernatural powers to spy on Kurt for convenience, and he didn't really trust him.Those two subordinates were just showing off. It is not that easy to get real power, you need to wait for a chance.

The Gin Distillery and others went back to the fifth building with Zhongyuan Zhongya to discuss compensation matters, and the look they looked back before leaving made people feel cold.

"That being the case, how about fair play?"

——Osamu Dazai said so yesterday, but due to various circumstances, the other two agreed.

In the dimly lit bedroom with no lights on, Kagaya opened the corner of the curtain and looked downstairs, sweat dripped from the corner of his mouth and forehead.

There were three people standing downstairs in the early morning. Outside the wall, Osamu Dazai was teasing Chuya Nakahara, who was about to burst out with veins on his forehead, jumping repeatedly on the verge of death. The figure and the gin also came.

"..."

These guys, seriously?

Kagaya quietly lowered the curtains, tried not to attract the attention of several people, sat down beside the bed and sighed, how can he go out, this is the first time in his life he wants to ask for sick leave to skip class.

"Kazuya, if you don't get up again, you will be late." There was a knock on the door, and Natsume Soseki's voice was a little excited.

Because Kagaya is usually too well-behaved and self-conscious, he has no chance to say this urgent sentence when he wakes up early and cooks. It seems that life is complete and full of happiness. Natsume Soseki squinted his eyes contentedly, and there seemed to be flowers floating in the background behind him.

After 3 minutes, the door opened, and a neatly dressed Kagaya appeared in front of him.

Today he didn't wear his school uniform, but put on that black suit.The above mechanism can be used very skillfully now, he thought about it for a while and mentioned to Zhongyuan Zhongya to replace the anesthetic with poison.

Walking into the kitchen and seeing the neatly arranged breakfast, Kagaya looked up at the wall clock in a strange way: [-]:[-], you didn't get up late.

Natsume Soseki led him to sit down at the table, put the tableware in the boy's hands, and said with a smile: "I prepared breakfast, the taste should not be as bad as the previous few times, come and taste."

Kagaya glanced at the scorched and strange shape in front of him, from the yellow center in the middle, he could barely identify the object as an fried egg. He looked up at his adoptive father in horror, and his adoptive father still nodded with that kind smile to let him try.

He stabbed it tentatively with a fork, and the fried egg made a crisp sound when it touched the plate, but it didn't pierce through.

Although it's the old man's will not wanting to let him down, but this...will go to the hospital for gastric lavage if he doesn't die, right?

Staring at the object that could not be eaten for a while, Kagaya took a deep breath and jumped off the chair, took the apron and walked into the kitchen, turning his head and frowning seriously: "I will dispose of these foods, Natsume, you are not allowed to enter in the future It's the kitchen."

Natsume Soseki nodded with a stick on his crutches.

When going out, the boy was carrying three opaque bags of the same style in his hand, with food boxes inside.

The moment the door opened, the three of them looked over, staring at the boy and waiting for his choice. The atmosphere was tense, and they suddenly spoke in unison.

"come over."

"..."

The boy who was under tremendous pressure couldn't help shrinking his neck, his eyes flicked over them one by one, and finally fell on the silver-haired man among them. After hesitating, he raised his foot and walked towards him.

Nakahara Chuya frowned and wanted to stop him, but was stopped by his ex-partner next to him. Although he didn't want to admit it, he understood the meaning of the other party telling him not to wait a moment with just one look.He stood beside his car with his arms folded, looking at the boy who was walking towards the gin with displeasure and vigilance written all over his face, and would take action immediately if there was any change.

Yesterday Osamu Dazai also said a few rules that need to be followed in fair competition. It is nothing more than that you should cultivate your relationship with your children as much as possible on the basis of not disturbing your children's lives. It will depend on your children's choices after a month.

Qin Jiu looked at Xiao Douding who walked up to him, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, it seems that this kid is still very sensible.

He opened the car door to let the boy sit in, but the kid only put one of the bags in his hand into it, raised his head and smiled innocently: "Thank you, this is a bento."

After speaking, he ran to Nakahara Nakaya and Dazai Osamu, and also gave them the bags in their hands, and finally climbed on Nakahara Nakaya's motorcycle consciously.

Gin saw the familiar bento box in the paper bag, sat in the driver's seat and didn't speak.

Kagaya proposed to his boss in the voice of Osamu Dazai chattering about how comfortable and smooth he rented a car: "Mr. Nakaya, can you use gravity to protect me when the wind is strong today?"

With a winner's smile on his face, Nakahara Chuya raised his hand and stroked the top of the boy's head.

"of course."

The candidates for sending their children to school have been announced today, but the other two have no intention of going back home.

The red locomotive has two tails firmly attached to the back, and it drifts left and right, not to be outdone, as if it is about to stage an initial letter, and the continuous sound of the horn is really sweating for other drivers who are tired of avoiding on the road.

Finally, when we got near the school, the cadres of the port Mafia, who obeyed the traffic rules, slowed down and the situation improved.

Stopping at the entrance of Lihai University, Zhongyuan Zhong also took the boy who was already a Buddhist student out of the car, and struggled to cope with the young girls who came up, encouraging him every day: "Study and work hard, I will pick you up after school."

"Well, see you in the afternoon."

After Kagaya bid farewell, he couldn't wait to walk into the school gate, leaving the suffocating three-person configuration.

Watching the figure of the boy carrying a small schoolbag disappear at the door of the teaching building, Zhongyuan Zhong also declined a love bento with double ponytails, stepped on the motorcycle and was about to leave for work in Mafia, the port, the girl sadly covered her chest and shed tears: "Why? , do you already have a lover?"

That child in Kagaya never shed tears, Nakahara also saw the girl crying and didn't know what to do, "Why are you crying, I don't have anyone I like but..."

"But he already has a son who can make soy sauce. A water snake like him who doesn't understand women's beauty and loveliness is not worth being sad about."

Dazai Osamu suddenly jumped out to pick up the conversation, knelt on one knee in front of the ponytails and took out a flower stacked with tissue paper like magic, which immediately made people stop crying and blushed.

The woman stopped crying anyway, and Zhong Yuanzhong clicked his tongue, "Isn't Kazuo your son too!"

The two ponytails watched them stare blankly at the place where their souls came out of their bodies, then suddenly returned to their senses and bowed before turning around and running away: "I'm sorry to bother you."

Nakahara Nakaya looked at the man's back with blank eyes, frowned and thought for half a minute, and finally came to his senses, his face was stinky and disgusted, and it was self-evident.

"Bastard Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai squatted there smiling very happily, spread his hands innocently and said: "You said the words, it has nothing to do with me?"

It was almost eight o'clock at this time, and there were not many people at the school gate.

Suddenly, he saw the black car parked not far away, the window was lowered halfway, the silver-haired man was watching them coldly with a cigarette in his mouth, Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth and glared, "Hey, Kazuya has already gone to class, you are still here What are you doing here?"

Gin made a nasal sound, disdaining to answer his question.

"As long as I can stay close to Xiu-chan, the pain of losing Kazuya in my heart can be reduced a bit..."

Osamu Dazai stood up, stepped forward and leaned against Chuya Nakahara's motorcycle, his eyes quietly watching the direction of the teaching building, the deep scars and nostalgia in his eyes made Chuya Nakahara intimidated.

Recalling that he only got along with him for a short time a few months ago, he didn't know much about the young man carrying Gatling. He could only get the impression that his physical fitness was exceptionally good. Thinking of that person's possibly extremely chaotic private life, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned. Mei: "What kind of person is Kazuya's father?"

"He is the one who fascinates me more than death. He is my apocalypse."

Nakahara Chuya pupil earthquake.

Osamu Dazai covered his eyes, secretly looked in the direction of the black car through his fingers, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "He may not be outstanding in appearance, but I don't get tired of watching him all night, he is gentle but strong, Makes me feel conflicted, if the world and he can only choose one of them..."

The voice paused and did not continue, as if returning to the cruel reality from the good memories, the smile was also tainted with bitterness.

"A world without him is like without color, it's so boring."

This super high evaluation made people stunned for a while, and it was rare for Zhongyuan Zhong not to talk to his friend with fire/drug/flavor, "Sorry."

"By the way, he is very good at cooking!" Osamu Dazai suddenly escaped from the despondent state in a second, and recovered his unfocused appearance. "Although I can no longer eat the dishes carefully prepared by Kazuya, but is there still repair sauce?"

As he spoke, he took out the caring food that Kagaya gave him in the morning, and opened the bento box with a happy face.

Chuya Nakahara's eyes twitched, seeing that the two had no intention of leaving at all, he took out his mobile phone to call his subordinates, gnashing his teeth: "Satou, ask for a leave of absence for me."

The ashtray in the car was almost full, and the gin snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. In the past, the addiction to cigarettes was not so strong, but now it is a little out of control.

Osamu Dazai's thought-disrupting confession made him very irritable, his eyes fell on the paper bag on the passenger seat, he stared at it for a few minutes, and finally reached out to take it and open it.

The bento box is a style commonly used by Kagaya. He skillfully opened the lid, and saw the horrible-looking sushi and fried eggs. The ketchup was smeared all over the place like blood splattered: "..."

Gin put the lid back on with a blank expression.

What is he expecting?

Dazai Osamu’s pleasantly surprised voice came from outside the car window, “Ah, it’s indeed Xiu Jiang, I’m sure I’ll die immediately after eating this kind of food! Well, it tastes so good, it tastes like his father’s.”

The knuckles were so hard that they turned slightly white, Gin stared at the lunch box and frowned in silence for two seconds, and finally reopened it.

Picking up chopsticks to pick up a piece of sushi coated with unknown sauce, the winery killer opened his mouth to take a bite, chewed slowly, and swallowed. He threw the food box aside and stopped moving: "It's unpalatable."

The taste is totally different.

"Don't die here, bastard mackerel!"

To stop that annoying suicidal maniac from using car oil as a dipping sauce, Nakahara Nakaya looked at his extremely normal breakfast, pressed down on the brim of his hat and felt that he didn't need a month at all, Kagaya must have chosen him.

Seeing these strange men blocking the school gate all the time, the gate guard did not dare to go forward alone, so he had no choice but to inform the school and prepare to call the police at the same time, and stepped forward with an electric shock baton.

"Well...what's the matter with you guys?"

The author has something to say: Natsume Soseki: What are you arguing for? It’s in my account book. Mori Ogai: Huh?Why didn't you come to work today?

感谢在2020-09-1923:59:10~2020-09-2023:58:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 in Zero Night;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Tianwei Jiushu; 8 bottles of Jiujiang children; 1 bottle of meat kangaroo; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!