Happy death in the reincarnation world

Although I thought of a solution, I still didn't have the slightest idea to actually do it.

The scope was too wide, and he didn't even know where to narrow it down. He could only use his power to mobilize all resources to investigate matters related to the "book", trying to find clues.

This abnormal behavior was quickly noticed by Osamu Dazai.

A few days later, he was called to Osamu Dazai's office.

Osamu Dazai, who originally wanted to have a chat with Chuya Nakahara, frowned the moment he saw Chuya Nakahara, "You, Chuya...what's going on recently?"

That appearance was really not like the Zhongyuan Chuya in his memory.

A head of smooth orange mid-length hair was not well combed, and hung on the head in a rough way, barely suppressed by the hat.Although the beautiful blue eyes were still clear, there was a hint of gloom.The two heavy dark circles under his eyes made him look poor in spirit.

"It's nothing." Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head halfway, but his heart was a little impatient.

For him now, every minute is extremely precious.

There are only three days left until Osamu Dazai "died", but the current investigation is still in vain.The notebook used for recording was densely packed with information, and Zhongyuan Zhong could only use the most primitive way to check point by point in Yokohama.Where his subordinates couldn't go and couldn't investigate, he went there himself.

The daily rest time is compressed to the minimum, and the spirit is highly concentrated. If he is not a god himself, it must be difficult to support him in such a high-pressure environment.

"Although I really want to ask you what you've been investigating recently... I think you won't tell me." Accompanied by Dazai Osamu's voice, was the sound of a chair being pulled away. Not long after, a hand fell on him The top of the hair, gently, with a familiar smell, so reassuring.

Nakahara Chuya's heart trembled suddenly, and he raised his head subconsciously to look at him, but Dazai Osamu pulled his hand away first, as if the action just now was just Nakahara Chuya's delusion.The next moment, someone pulled up his wrist and half-forced Zhong Yuan to walk towards the cubicle in the office.

"Eh? Dazai, what are you...doing?"

The compartments are opened, and it is a very comfortable lounge with decoration.

It is rumored that Osamu Dazai has never left the office since he became the BOSS of Hong Kong gangsters. This is not false. Osamu Dazai chooses to spend most of his time in the office every day. Even after get off work, he rarely chooses to go home rest.

After all, Osamu Dazai is also a human being, and as a human being, he cannot escape from sleep.This lounge was built after he became the BOSS.Osamu Dazai usually rests here.

Under Dazai Osamu's semi-forced leadership, Nakahara Nakaya was thrown onto the bed, his head was still dazed, and he heard Dazai Osamu's undeniable voice: "Sleep."

"Don't make trouble!" Nakahara Chuya struggled to sit up on the bed, and couldn't help complaining about Dazai Osamu, this guy can play with authority!Relying on the identity of BOSS, dare to talk to him like this.

What's even more exasperating is that he is now Dazai Osamu's subordinate, and he can't resist at all!

"I still have things to do, I really don't have time to sleep..."

However, Osamu Dazai didn't listen to Nakahara Chuya's reasons at all, and put him on the bed again: "You are doing things like this, which will only affect your work efficiency. I don't want the five major cadres in Hong Kong and black to be unable to even take basic physical care."

"Do you have the right to say that about me?" Nakahara Chu also mumbled. It was not known whether his body was really overtired, or Dazai Osamu felt particularly at ease in his heart. His head touched the pillow, and he fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds.Under the soft quilt, her already petite body looked even more petite and cute.

The sleeping Zhong Yuanzhong also put away his sharp spikes, soft and docile like a cat.

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara's sleeping face quietly, his eyes dimmed a little bit.

He stretched out his hand, and gently put it on Zhongyuan Zhongya's face, rubbing it carefully.

"Chuya, I..."

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhongyuan Zhong also woke up from his sleep.

It is incredible that the body is relaxed after getting enough sleep, and the noisy thoughts that filled the brain are now gentle and peaceful, placed in a corner, and will not run out anytime and anywhere like in the past, while making sharp calls to remind him again and again ——He didn't have much time, so he had to find a solution to the incident quickly.

A gentle orange light came from one side, and Nakahara Nakaya turned his head to look to the side. Osamu Dazai took off his coat at some point, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and leaned against the bedside with a book leisurely. Watching quietly, turning a page from time to time.

It's been a long time since I saw this scene...

Noticing Chuya Nakahara's gaze, Osamu Dazai put down the book and smiled back at him: "Are you awake?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded subconsciously.

Osamu Dazai put the book back on the bedside table, sat up from the bed leisurely, picked up the windbreaker and put it on, and said, "Then go home."

"Where are you going?" Zhong Yuan asked in a daze.

Osamu Dazai glanced suspiciously at Chuya Nakahara: "Of course it is Chuya's home, what time do you think it is?" He stretched out his watch and handed it to Chuya Nakahara as if showing off: "It's already past seven o'clock oh."

"Seven o'clock? Have I actually slept for so long?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback. He didn't expect that he would sleep for five hours in one go.

"That's not true. Zhong also slept like a pig. He was so heavy that he couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed. He talked in his sleep instead of snoring. It was really noisy."

"Who, who snored! Also, don't talk nonsense, I don't talk in my sleep!"

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai looked at him with a half-smile, and said in an exaggerated tone deliberately: "I don't know who fell asleep and called 'Dazai' and 'Dazai' over and over again. Is Zhong also a child?"

"Are you kidding me? Even if I'm talking in my sleep, I will never call your name!" Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a hard look.

Osamu Dazai shrugged, showing a "believe it or not" expression, and said: "Hurry up Chuya, I'm starving to death!"

"Wait!" Nakahara Chuya realized something was wrong: "You are not going to my house, are you?"

"Otherwise?" Dazai Zhizhi took it for granted, "I haven't eaten to accompany you, so shouldn't I be invited to dinner as an apology?"

"It's not that I asked you to accompany me..." Having said that, Nakahara Nakaya got up from the bed resignedly, and drove Dazai Osamu to the nearest supermarket near his home.

It wasn't until the two returned to Chuya Nakahara's apartment and saw Chuya Nakahara skillfully put the ingredients on the cooking table and put an apron on himself, that Osamu Dazai recovered from his surprise and looked at Chuya Nakahara with a strange expression: "I thought you were going to find a high-end restaurant to treat me to a meal. Ah, I didn't expect Chuya to be able to cook too... how disgusting!"

Chuya Nakahara paused while cooking the crabs, and then he suddenly realized that he in this world had not cooked for Osamu Dazai.Different from his world, after defecting, Osamu Dazai went to live in his house with a "silly face" and spent a lot of time with Zhongyuan Zhong. Even without Dazai Osamu's final confession, the two had long been accustomed to living together Life.

In the back, Osamu Dazai didn't care about eating and drinking, but he started to pick and choose, what to eat today, and what to eat tomorrow.

After Osamu Dazai entered the Armed Detective Agency and moved out of his house, he still ran over to stay every three days, and asked Nakahara Chuya to prepare him a lunch for the next day.

Just like a stupid couple.

Looking at the ingredients on the cooking table, since his Dazai Osamu likes crab meat hot pot the most, he even said that he never gets tired of eating it, so Nakahara also bought vegetarian dishes for the hot pot, and avoided the food that Dazai would avoid.

Nakahara also gave Osamu Dazai a blank look in embarrassment, dragged him back to the living room to sit, and didn't allow him to step into the kitchen for half a step, then returned to the kitchen and continued to work, explaining by the way: "It's always harmful to the body to eat outside. No, I live alone, so what if I know how to cook?"

Looking at the ingredients being processed in his hands, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but sigh.

Now is obviously not the time to do this...

The hot pot with strong aroma is brought to the table. The light golden soup is full of fat crab meat, carrots, cabbage, mushrooms... Decorated with various vegetables, taking a sip of the soup is so delicious that the tongue will fall off Come down, the refreshing taste makes people unable to help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at Osamu Dazai who couldn't stop his chopsticks after taking a bite, Chuya Nakahara's brows and eyes became more gentle.

Until this moment, the man in front of him overlapped with Osamu Dazai in his memory for a moment.

It is impossible to say that there is no distress.

No matter which world's Dazai Osamu, to him is Dazai Osamu.They have the same voice, the same appearance, and the same thinking, but there are some mistakes in their life trajectories.

Osamu Dazai of this world has completely fallen into the quagmire.But if it is said that he is unfortunate, it is not always the case.

At least, he had a chance that his Osamu Dazai would never have - a chance to redeem Odasaku.

So if possible, if there is an opportunity, I really want him to live, and then witness the birth of Oda Saku's novel with my own eyes.

"Hey, Dazai, I have a question to ask you." Nakahara Chuya suddenly said.

Osamu Dazai, who was stuffing crab meat into his mouth, paused, and looked curiously at Chuya Nakahara: "What's the matter?"

"That's right..." Zhong Yuan also sorted out his thoughts in his mind, and asked tentatively: "If, I mean, if there is a secret, if more than four people know it, everyone will die. At present, there are three people who know the secret It is known, so if I want to find the fourth person, what method is more appropriate?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at Nakahara Nakaya, and said with a smile, "That's why you've been so busy these days?"

"No, I'm just making a hypothesis! Assume you know? Well, it's just a game, don't blame me for everything!"

"It's really a strange question." Osamu Dazai put down his chopsticks, dragged his chin with one hand and said lazily: "So are you a player in this game?"

"Eh?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Forget it?"

"That's all right?" Dazai Zhizhi said naturally, "Don't you know this secret?"

"The fourth person, isn't it you?"