Observation Diary in Yokohama

After hearing Dazai Osamu's words, Hoshihara Kazu also had a bad feeling.

Although he knew that the target of a certain gentleman was not him, but as a part of the plan, he still couldn't help but sympathize with the person who was about to be unlucky.

Mr. Dazai seems to have never been so happy.It seems that since meeting Mr. Zhongyuan, his mood swings have become very big.

No matter what kind of expression and demeanor I saw before, there was a very introverted feeling, the kind that floated on the surface.It's like a leaf falling on the water, with only ripples and no other movements.

The Dazai I see now is much more vivid, giving him a feeling that can be touched.

Thinking of this, Hoshihara Kazuya raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a not-so-obvious smile.

Turning his head, he could clearly see the vivid expression of the neighbor sitting next to him.

The golden sun shone obliquely on his body, casting a hazy light on him.The slightly curly short black hair is very smooth, looking like fine silk.His eyes, which had never been deeply emotional, also lit up at this time.

Hoshihara Kazuo also understood that this person is very happy now.

To be precise, it's not the joy of someone's presence, but the joy of finally finding a good toy.

It seems that the colleague who suddenly appeared is really a bit miserable.He didn't know when he offended Mr. Dazai, and he couldn't help sweating when he thought of the situation he was about to face.

Combined with the text messages sent over, you can make a bold guess.During this free time, my colleague must have made some important decision, and chose to tell them about the self-broadcast room, and also notified him of the corresponding live broadcast time by the way.

but……

Hoshihara Kazuya's expression became subtler, with an indescribably weird expression.

Knowing that he was digging a hole when he was in the elevator, he still jumped into it foolishly.After the dance, I buried myself. I don't know what kind of self-sacrifice and self-sacrifice this is.

Besides... it's not like there's no second option.

That is to treat the sentence "I will cheer you up" as a polite sentence, and just ignore it.

I don't know if I was so angry that I couldn't turn my mind around.I really hope to know the final truth, and some new neighbor who came back to God is not too socially dead.

Reining in his divergent thoughts, Hoshihara Kazuya's raised mouth corners were also subconsciously flattened, returning to that plain look.

He stood up and patted the shoulder of his companion who was still leaning on the seat, indicating that he should go now.

"Mr. Dazai, it's getting late now, you can choose to go home."

Hearing these words, Osamu Dazai widened his eyes, his kite-colored eyes were full of disbelief, as if he was shocked by this decision.

"Eh? Xiao Xingyuan, are you right? It's still early, and you can still wander outside for a while. Could it be that you went back so early because there are some incredible people hiding in the house?"

Seeing that he was going to say something even more shocking, Xingyuan Kazuo also quickly interrupted him.

"No, of course not! Mr. Dazai, it's better not to make random guesses. You just think that I am too attached to my family and don't want to go out for too long, and today I have fulfilled my promise to Mr. Dazai."

"It's still too much." He silently added.

After saying this, Xing Yuanhe just quietly stared at the neighbor who was trying to fool him.

When Osamu Dazai saw this situation, he felt a little pity.

I thought I could have fun all day today without any burden (payment crisis), but as the big head, he has already made a firm decision, so he has no position to continue to rely on it.

There is no need.

Appropriate showing weakness and acting like a baby can promote emotional progress, but if it is too much, it will not work, it will make people immune, and it will become useless next time.

"Hey, hey—" Osamu Dazai curled his lips rather bored, "Since you have said to be careful and go home, let's go now, as expected, love will disappear. You know, the little Hoshihara before is so cute , will never refute every decision I make."

"No, love will not disappear, love will only transfer." Hoshihara Kazuyagi replied with a face, "Now my love has been transferred to the matter of going home, so can the old love Mr. Dazai leave now? Don't think that just because you've been sitting here, you can make me change my decision."

"Oh, scumbag." Dazai Osamu looked disgusted.

Hoshihara Kazuo also felt his fist harden.

Sure enough, the brat only needs to be beaten up to be honest :)

After successfully returning home, Xing Yuanhe also let himself lie on the sofa motionless like a salted fish.

He took off his glasses and threw them on the glass table in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes, his calm face was obviously more tired at this moment.

After lying down for a while, he got up with difficulty, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the text message from his new neighbor, and after thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to reply a message.

[Hoshihara Kazuya: Then please trouble Mr. Nakahara, I will definitely join you on that day. 】

I took a look and found that there was nothing wrong, so I clicked send in the future.

After the circle before the message turned into a green tick, he threw the phone aside and didn't care about other things.

As for whether to remind about Dazai Osamu's plan, he didn't think it was necessary, after all, people were divided into relatives and distant ones.

Thinking of this, he completely put this matter behind him, and now he just wants to take a good rest.I don't know what's going on recently, I always feel not in a good spirit.The whole person is also a little groggy, although he usually doesn't show it.

Just let yourself fall asleep and think about nothing because nothing matters.

After Zhongyuan Zhong also sent that text message, he felt a little nervous for no reason.When he reacted, he still felt a little unbelievable, such emotions would appear on him?

Ha, like a joke.

He forced himself to forget about the text messages he had sent, and devote himself to the work in front of him. After all, he has been away for a while and accumulated documents that cannot be completed in a day or two.

But obviously, this action was a failure.He found that he had no way to devote himself wholeheartedly to it, resulting in extremely low efficiency in doing things.

After continuing this work efficiency for a while, Zhongyuan Zhong also dropped the pen in his hand as if discouraged.

Looking at every word on the pile of documents on the table, it seemed to be mocking him.

After staring at the file for a while, I found that I couldn't read it at all and was even a little bored.Having come to this point, he decided to put the document aside and obey his heart, and began to wait for a reply.

The hand that took away the black leather glove knocked on the table, making a "dong dong" sound, which was especially obvious in the quiet office.Every hit is on the point, and it seems to have a little rhythm when you listen carefully.

The expression on Nakahara Chuya's face became more and more serious, because 53, [-] seconds had passed, and he still hadn't received a reply on his cell phone.At this moment, he couldn't help but began to wonder if it was time to replace the mobile phone in his hand.

Unbelievingly, he turned on the phone, refreshed the text message interface several times, and found that there was still no new message popping up.

At this time, he finally had to admit that there was really no reply.

Hasn't Hoshihara Kazuya checked his phone yet?Or the SMS was not sent successfully?Could it be that the phone is still missing?

My head is full of questions.But he can't make a special phone call to ask about this matter during this time period. No matter how you look at it, he looks a little ill-intentioned.

After thinking about it, the culprit for such a result was the dead mackerel. If he hadn't said that he wanted to support the live broadcast or something, he wouldn't have fallen into such a passive situation.

So now we can make a bold guess that the reason why his mission target has not responded may be because the mackerel is in the middle of it, the purpose is to see his jokes.From the moment he proposed to support the live broadcast, he had already fallen into the trap.

A pit dedicated to him.

Now that there is no reply, it is impossible to determine whether they have received the news.If the live broadcast starts at that time, but he doesn't see those two people, then why did he spend so much time organizing and mobilizing people?

In order to become a live broadcast internet celebrity?

Thinking of this ending, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but shudder.

hateful!

This is all a mackerel's trick, just to see his jokes on that day.As a person who is already familiar with all the plots, it is absolutely impossible to continue jumping into the pit foolishly.

So what he has to do now is to turn passive into active. Only after he has mastered the initiative can he not fall into an embarrassing situation and fight against the mackerel.

So now he must not be in a hurry, let alone make phone calls or send text messages to insinuate, it will appear that he is very anxious.Whoever gets anxious first loses the game.

Having worked with Mackerel for such a long time, and having dealt so much later, he still has some understanding of its methods. What this person lacks most is patience.

and so……

They are all fully prepared, and it is impossible to fail.

This time he can finally defeat the mackerel and reach the pinnacle of his life.

Thinking about it is very beautiful XD

"Ding Dong"

While Zhong Yuanzhong was also thinking about the next steps, the phone on the table finally lit up, and a piece of latest news popped up on it.

[Hoshihara Kazuya: Then please trouble Mr. Nakahara, I will definitely join you on that day. 】

When he saw the news, Zhongyuan finally felt relieved.

Since the text message was received, it meant that all the plans were on track.

Then... mackerel, just wait for a slap in the face!

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The author has something to say:

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I am a little tired of writing this book, all the data makes me feel heartbroken, and the code words are also a bit exhausted. Maybe I am really not suitable for this style of writing, and I can’t get it in the plot and characters. Sure, sometimes what you write is dry (Dogeza

In addition, there are three incidents, try to stick to daily updates, and this article will definitely be finished, but it shouldn’t be too long