Observation Diary in Yokohama

Fortunately, the two people sitting in the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat didn't quarrel for long, and soon stopped the meaningless running on each other, and it also gave Hoshihara Kazuya and the cat on his lap some time to breathe .

Osamu Dazai glanced at the rearview mirror, and naturally saw the distressed look of a silly, sweet neighbor.Shrinking his body, lowering his head, his hands kept stroking the fluffy little black cat on his lap.His eyes are dodging around, not daring to look straight ahead, always feeling guilty.

I'm afraid even he himself didn't realize that as long as he was nervous, his earlobes would turn red.

It's the same now.

Osamu Dazai felt satisfied when he saw the scene he wanted to see.Maybe this is some kind of bad taste, even he himself would be surprised by the idea.

It wasn't difficult for the people in the back seat, he glanced at the white-haired conjurer sitting in the co-pilot with a lollipop in his mouth, and looked down upon him with disdain.Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort the neighbors, he was cut off again.

"Eh? Good-hearted man, you are not shy, are you?"

Hoshihara Kazuya, who was suddenly cueed, was shocked and sat up straight in an instant. Even the hand touching the cat was placed on his lap peacefully, motionless, like a student who was distracted in class and was suddenly called up to answer questions .

Although the tone of the white-haired young man's words was very casual, but as the only ordinary person in the Shura field, he was still very self-aware, and he would not relax himself just because of this moment.He couldn't participate in this kind of thing at all, but was brought up again...

OK, he probably got it.

Pursing her thin lips tightly, her hands couldn't help but bend slightly, as if to hold her tightly.His eyes flickered slightly, and his back quietly straightened a lot.

"Mr. Gojo, stop joking. I'm not shy." After a pause, Hoshihara Kazuya seemed to feel that there was something wrong with this sentence, and continued to add: "I'm just wise not to express my opinion, and Mr. Gojo and Mr. Gojo What Mr. Dazai said is correct. As a bystander, I have no other opinions to raise."

"Then what am I saying is right?" Wujo Satoru continued.

Kazuya Hoshihara: "..."

He knew it would be like this.After being forced to watch a "movie" last time, he knew a little about the young conjurer.The force value is high, but the character of the person is a bit bad.

No, the badness is a bit too much.It's just a little bit bad, that's... because there are more bad tastes.It's a fight with Mr. Dazai.

I don't know what strange things were thinking in my mind, the atmosphere in the car became silent again, and the two people sitting in front seemed to have no interest in answering.

Hoshihara Kazuya thought for a while aimlessly, his eyes wandering.Inadvertently, he suddenly met the playful eyes of Gojo Satoru in the rearview mirror, and in an instant, all his mind returned to his original position.

"I think Mr. Gojo said that the secrecy of the hospital is very good. This is absolutely true." After holding back for a long time, Xingyuan Kazu also said such a sentence.

After speaking, he felt that he might be done for today.

Listen, what is this saying.

Bo Hong immediately climbed onto Kazuya Xingyuan's ear, although she was still pretending to be calm.

"Oh~" Gojo Satoru said in a long voice, "Indeed, some hospitals I know have very strong secrecy."

He clearly knew that was not what he meant.

Xing Yuanhe also only dared to slander in his heart, but did not dare to speak out.He hesitated to speak, and always felt that if he continued, what he experienced all day today would become black history.

"You're right. Mr. Dazai can leave now, I'm afraid I'll be late for work."

A blunt topic change.

Gojo Satoru evaluated in his heart.So far, he still knows it.After a young man changed the subject, he wisely chose not to speak again.It's okay to be cute, but it's not good if it's too much, because it won't benefit the relationship in the future.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, just checked the seat belt silently.Seeing that the ground was very solid, he felt relieved.

"It's done, I'm very skilled at driving, and I will definitely let you arrive on time."

When he said this, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was also very firm, miraculously comforting, and sounded very credible.

Xing Yuanhe is also skeptical.He has never been in Dazai's car, and he doesn't know how his driving skills are, and he has never heard of it.Seeing Mr. Dazai's confident appearance, it should be a very good one, definitely right?

I don't know what's going on, but I always have a bad feeling.

He silently put his hand on the seat belt of the back seat, pulled it over, buckled it up, and hugged the cat tightly.

Seeing Hoshihara Kazuya's obvious distrust, Osamu Dazai was not angry, but raised his finger slightly, and tapped the steering wheel rhythmically.

"Boom, boom, boom"

With a light and heavy sound, it slowly knocked into my heart.The atmosphere in the car also became tense, and there were some restless elements floating in the air.

"Are you ready?" Dazai Osamu asked happily.The iris-colored eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of the mouth rose a few tiny degrees, and the fluffy slightly curly black hair seemed to be golden under the sunlight.

He was in a good mood.

This is the feeling of Hoshihara Kazuya.

He gripped the seat belt tightly with one hand, and supported the cat on his lap with the other.The body tensed up, and the expression on his face became very serious.He replied softly: "Ready, Mr. Dazai can drive at any time. It's just..." Can you just drive a little slower?

It's just that before he could say the words behind, he saw Dazai Osamu's smiling expression in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but feel a chill behind him, and silently swallowed the second half.Now you are the driver, you are the father, dare not move.

Osamu Dazai was very relieved to see that people understood his hint.Before starting, he took a serious look at the white-haired young man slumped in the co-pilot, and kindly reminded: "Are you ready?"

Gojo Satoru didn't even bother to give his eyes, and just replied in a casual tone: "I haven't seen what kind of driving skills, you can do whatever you want."

"That's it." Osamu Dazai understood, "It's just that you haven't seen me driving."

"Ok?"

Gojo Satoru didn't understand this sentence, and looked over in surprise.I looked around through the black sunglasses wantonly, and found nothing out of the ordinary.It's just that this is the unconvinced young man.

Before he could chew and swallow the candy, the car started off unexpectedly.If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have choked to death here today.

The car moved forward like lightning, and when it encountered a curve, it did not slow down and drifted past.When cornering at extreme speed, people sitting inside can also say hello from the open windows and the railing outside.

Overtaking is also relentless.The accelerator pedal was pressed to the bottom, and the car passed through the gaps in the traffic flow.

Gojo Satoru had to admit that he had never seen Osamu Dazai's car skills before.Is this the driving skill of Qiu Mingshan Rider?Fart, I'm afraid this is not the bus to Santuchuan!

Now he regrets it a bit, what kind of car to take, is it not good to use spells?

I hope that such a fiery news will not appear in the circle of conjurers tomorrow.

#一个白发魔术师 during the daytime passion/passion driving almost unfortunately went to Santuchuan#

What a disgrace.

Hoshihara Kazuya's face is pale now, his lips are bloodless, and the fingertips holding on to the handrail of the car have long since turned from healthy pink to white, and his hair is messed up by the wind blowing in from the outside, like It's like just getting out of bed, disorganized and without image.

He suppressed the desire to vomit, and he had to hold Xiao Bai tightly with the other hand.

Regret, the person concerned is very regretful.

Why take a car, it is better to let Mr. Wujo take it with you.The latter will only suffer from dizziness sequelae, while the former is fatal!It's really super terrible!

What kind of Qiu Mingshan Rider is this? This is the Santuchuan Rider, right?

There is no need to worry about the performance of the underworld this year.

If he is guilty, please let the police punish him instead of Osamu Dazai to take him to work.

Help.