Are you Yokohama people like this?

It is said that he is a very ruthless mafia.

Standing not far from the pier, Tong also stopped and looked back at the men in black clothes following him.

Everyone stood two meters away from him, not too close or far away, just in a position that was relatively safe for them but could quickly follow instructions.

Although the credibility of this rumored source is still open to question, it has to be said that on the first day of being forced to take office, Tong, who was always treated as a cookie by his family's elder brother, also experienced first-hand the awe of others. Fresh feeling.

Facing these subordinates wearing black mass-produced clothes, Tong Ye refused in his heart.

For Tong Ye, whose return date is uncertain, he has tried his best to let himself accept the fact that he has changed from a good law-abiding boy to a mafia walking under the shadow of the law in the blink of an eye.

Even the incident of being forced to drink alcohol not long ago made him forcefully forget about it with tears in his eyes.

Tong also firmly believes that this is just a slightly different dream world, just like he accidentally walked into Teacher Mei Lin's dream world by chance.

The only difference might be that the dream lasted a little longer, but as long as he followed the original track, he would wake up again one night and find himself still lying peacefully on his little bed.

So there is no need to panic about everything, as long as he can play the role of Tong who is slightly different from him.

Tong Ye secretly exhaled a long breath, and walked firmly towards a figure sitting on the discarded building materials at the pier.

It was still early, the sun had not climbed up from the horizon, there were hardly any pedestrians or vehicles approaching this abandoned pier, the surrounding was empty, and there was still a bit of fog in the air, and Tong couldn't help feeling that the atmosphere had become gloomy for a while Depressed a lot.

He barely stopped, and his eyes fell on the black-haired curly-haired boy with a black coat on his shoulders, who was concentrating on playing the game console.

Because the situation was a bit complicated when he came here for the first time, Tong also hadn't had time to figure out the temperament of Mr. Dazai, who was five years younger than the one he knew.

And according to what he got from Mr. Nakahara, the relationship between him and Mr. Dazai, who is 17 years old, seems to be extremely bad.

The degree of mutual dislike almost rises to the confrontation between the two branches within the organization.

But right now, Tong also had to contact this person again because of the mission.

. . . I hope you don't reveal your secrets.

The cheerful game sound effects became the only sound in the silent pier. Two groups of forces from the same origin and different streams gathered together in one place, silently creating a solemn atmosphere.

After a while of silence, Tong also took the lead in saying hello.

"Good morning, Dazai-san... come down from above."

Tong Ye: "..." Ma Dan, almost narrowed the road when I came up, the habit is terrible.

"Good morning?"

As if he didn't hear Tong Ye's strange language structure, Osamu Dazai raised his eyes to look at him, and casually threw the game console into the hand of a silver-haired old man in a suit standing behind him, and then jumped off the abandoned building materials .

"It's not too early, my lord Tong Ye. You have already arrived 7 minutes late for the appointed time. If you were on a mission, you might have died twelve times, my lord."

"..." Confirmed, this is a purebred Osamu Dazai, and the severity has soared to twice that of his youth.

Tong also wanted to just go back like this, but he also knew the truth of saying too much and making mistakes. In order to prevent others, especially the monkey-headed boy in front of him from getting caught with pigtails, Tong also decided to make a quick decision and implement the cruel personality design.

He smoothed back the broken hair on his forehead with five fingers, ignored Osamu Dazai's thorny words, and said very maturely and steadily: "What is the task today, let's solve it quickly, I want to go back and catch up on sleep."

His performance surprised the people present. Everyone was prepared. This young man who has always fought against Osamu Dazai in the past will be enraged by these few words, and will take the lead before entering the official mission. A warm-up exercise.

Unexpectedly, this time the boy turned out to be surprisingly good-tempered, and from his hair to his toes, he seemed to exude the breath of a mature man silently. glance.

He felt inexplicably terrified by this loving glance, and didn't get the expected reaction. Osamu Dazai stroked his arm in silence, stared at Tong Ye thoughtfully for a while, and suddenly hooked a very With an innocent and bright smile, he said:

"Tong Ye, did you forget to take your medicine when you went out?"

Tong also responded with a bigger smile: "The doctor told me that it is better to stay away from a certain snake spirit disease than to take medicine."

"Could it be the slug that Tong Ye was talking about?"

"Hey, guess what."

Osamu Dazai slowly retracted the smile on his face, that handsome face with a bit of greenness gradually turned colder at a speed visible to the naked eye, he quietly looked at the black-haired boy in front of him, for a moment of silence, suddenly He showed a somewhat lonely expression.

Tong also glanced at him in surprise, not knowing why this man suddenly showed such an expression.

"Tongya." Dazai Osamu suddenly called him softly.

Tong also felt a little nervous for no reason: "Why, what's the matter?"

"I sometimes wonder if Tong also likes to be with that annoying little guy more than me, even if it's because we spend most of our time together arguing and bickering, but that's not my intention of……"

The black-haired curly-haired boy lowered his eyes as if hurt, the bandage wrapped around his right eye and his paler face made the boy more fragile and helpless.

Tong also couldn't help being shocked when he saw this situation. He has always judged the character of the boy in front of him based on the young Mr. Dazai he knew well.

After all, Mr. Dazai's black belly in his cognition almost accounts for 80.00% of that person's image, and the remaining 20.00% is contributed to Zha and Er respectively.

However, the words of the young man just now silently touched Tong Ye's heart. After all, he is a 17-year-old underage boy. In the world of ordinary people, he should be just a senior who is a year older than him. How can there be an adult? Those fancy intestines.

And just now, this person had confided to himself very weakly the pain of being neglected and excluded by his friends, and Tong couldn't help feeling the same. After all, in this kind of place, it was not easy to find a partner who was close to his age.

Although I don't know the reason for the bad relationship between Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Dazai, but I think there must be some misunderstanding.

After all, Mr. Zhongyuan is so gentle and considerate to people. This morning, he was worried that he would get up late when he went back to sleep at home (in fact, he was really late), so he called to wake him up, and even sent a car to take him to the pier.

Otherwise, according to Mr. Dazai's standards, he might have to die a hundred and eighty times.

When thinking like this, Dazai Osamu seemed to finally get out of the lost mood, but his expression was still a little faint and lonely:

"Sure enough, Tong Ye still likes Zhong Ye more than me... Obviously it was Tong Ye I met first."

As he spoke, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly he turned his back under Tong Ye's surprised gaze, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice:

"Forget it, it's fine like this, even if we quarrel every time we meet, at least Tong is still willing to pay attention to me, anyway, no one likes someone with a gloomy personality like me."

Hearing this, Tong Ye's heart suddenly stirred up waves.

He didn't notice the sudden movement of Hirotsu Yanagi covering his face speechlessly standing behind the boy with a black suit jacket on his shoulders, he stepped forward excitedly, and firmly grabbed Osamu Dazai's hand hanging by his side.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tong Ye tightly clenched Dazai Zhi's slightly cold hand, staring at Dazai Zhi who showed a surprised expression because of his actions, and said in a serious tone:

"Whether it's Mr. Nakahara or Mr. Dazai, in my heart they are both very powerful people, please don't belittle yourself like this!"

"...Sir?" Osamu Dazai repeated hesitantly.

"That kind of thing is not important at all!" Tong Ye said excitedly, "Mr. Dazai, you must have more confidence in yourself, don't think about what you have all day long, you will definitely become a person who contributes to society in the future, even though It's a bit scumbag in terms of emotions, but at least this face will never let you overturn!"

"Contribute to society? I...?"

Tong Yekuang nodded. In his heart, the members of Wujuan are almost on the same level as the people's police, or even higher than that.

Although he has never expressed it in words, Tong also sincerely admires everyone in Butei.

Therefore, no matter whether he agreed to participate in the strategy game, or he is suspected of being rewarded by the light group to get into this strange dream, Tong also firmly believes that everyone in Wuzhen will do his best to solve the problem of the light group after realizing it. .

And even though Mr. Dazai in his youth was really not a thing sometimes, Tong Ye still believed that Mr. Dazai could still be saved.

Illness should be cured from childhood.

Tong also gave Osamu Dazai a "confident" look, and the serious and innocent look on his face made Osamu Dazai stop suddenly.

After holding back, he finally couldn't hold back, he turned his head abruptly, and his shoulders trembled silently and violently a few times.

Tong also asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Dazai?"

As soon as the words fell, Osamu Dazai turned his head slowly in the next second, and only a touch of emotion could be seen in the depths of the exposed iris eyes.

Osamu Dazai held Tong Ye's warm hand back sincerely, and smiled softly: "Tong Ye, thank you, I didn't expect that I would be able to open my heart with you this day, will we be friends in the future?"

Tong also patted his hand, and nodded to him like a good buddy, "Don't worry, if there are brothers who will eat a bite of meat in the future, you will definitely be missing."

"Tongya, you're so kind, but I've been paying attention to it just now, why do you keep saying honorific words to me?" Osamu Dazai laughed without any intention:

"It's the first time I've heard Mr. Tong Ye from Tong Ye's mouth. In the past, I was obviously called black mud spirit, bandage spirit, mud monster, etc. Why do you suddenly become so respectful?"

...So it turns out that he still called him that?

Tong Ye felt a little complicated for some reason, so he waved his hands and said in an ambiguous way: "...I'm learning honorifics recently, and I want to try to apply them first, black mud essence or something...Actually, I was arguing with you before Let’s play, don’t bark anymore, and won’t bark anymore.”

Osamu Dazai still had a smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Tong Ye was afraid that he would ask more questions, so he quickly pretended to look seriously at the sky that had begun to turn pale, and changed the subject and said:

"Don't we still have to do the task? Let's get started."

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