I came to the main world after being dressed as ifton

here is……?

After finding the small report of the book, Akutagawa Ryunosuke quickly notified Akutagawa Gin, and then through his sister, contacted the port gangster who was looking for Atsushi Nakajima.

Nakahara Chuya, who heard about the development of the matter, slapped the table, and took the lead and slipped away with Akutagawa Ryunosuke before the others could react.

It just so happens that this month's work has just been completed, so it's better to find a place to relax than to stay and face the forecast reports about the future that will be moved in front of me.

It happened to be able to bring back a certain direct subordinate who had been on vacation for two years and ran away after returning to the post after completing the third task.

It is said that the fastest runner in the world is Cao Cao, because it is said that Cao Cao is here, and now the Central Plains also enjoys a similar feeling.

However, as soon as he opened and closed his eyes, before he was fully ready, the environment in front of him was completely new.

It looks like a big dressing room here, all kinds of large white suits and accessories for matching are neatly stacked in the closet, so Atsushi Nakajima's outfit of thousands of miles of white with a little black It is particularly outstanding symmetrically.

Coats, sweaters, collars...

socks, pants, shoes...

Every piece of clothing, inside and out, up and down, is washed and ironed and put here.

"Is this being stripped naked by someone?!" Nakahara Chuya's pupils trembled when he discovered this, and felt that the filth in his body was a little ready to move out of control under the excitement.

grass!Do you have a sense of public morality?

That's just a child, a child who is two years away from becoming an adult!

Take action on minors, start in three years, dear! !

At this time, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw the diary with a red and white cover on the desk aside. The familiar color scheme and cover made his legs weak subconsciously.

But the orange-haired youth quickly reacted from the fright, because he found that the cover was clean, and there was no such thing as the "Complete Suicide Manual" that made him reflexively feel stomachache after seeing it. A few large characters.

The owner of this diary is also very obvious, a fan of Dazai Osamu's mackerel.

If it is said that because of the position difference between the leader and the cadres, Zhongyuan Zhongye can only curse in his heart because of the position difference between the leader and the cadres. On the surface, he still needs to be respectful. The title of Osamu Dazai during the partner period.

It's just that the youth who was full of energy and scolded him at that time has disappeared now.

Nakahara Nakahara shook his head when he thought of this, and muttered "what are you thinking about these things now?" He picked up the notebook on the table and the clothes belonging to Atsushi Nakajima in the closet, then opened the door and rushed outside .

It's a little too spacious, right?What the hell is this place...

Walking in the silent corridor, seeing the empty street outside from the window, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it with a little headache.

……

Useless……

Whether it is pulling with brute force; or destroying with tools such as saw blades or pliers; or using some corrosive props... no matter what method you choose, you can't destroy the iron chains that bind your limbs.

I also thought that the connection point is easier to break, but when I followed the chain to find it, I found that there is no so-called end, let alone break through this weakness.

Atsushi Nakajima, who discovered this, sat paralyzed on the ground, his suppressed body, which was similar to that of a patient, became a little out of breath due to long-term exercise.

But he had no choice but to wipe off the sweat on both sides of his cheeks with a wry smile, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Should I be called a collector! You can find all kinds of strange abilities like this..."

It seems that I can't get out for the time being.

Atsushi Nakajima, who still had some self-knowledge about his abilities, stopped his pretentious steps, and lay on his back on the plush carpet with his hands spread out, staring at the ceiling above him in a daze.

White walls...white floors...white lighting...white trim and furniture...

This is a world composed entirely of white. What kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder can match such a white room that can be called a neurosis?

Maybe it was because of looking at the white light for a long time, Nakajima Atsushi felt dizzy in his head, and physiological tears began to fill his entire eye sockets because of looking directly at the light source.

The feeling of soreness and swelling seemed to fall down the cheeks in just a blink of an eye.

stab - stab -

Similar to the sound of the movement of the mechanism that has become a little rusty due to age, the door of the room that Atsushi Nakajima could not touch was slowly pushed open from the outside, and a brown head appeared in front of him .

"Atsu-kun, I'm here to pick you up!" Osamu Dazai, who had changed into a new suit and had braids in his hair, walked slowly from the door, squatted down and gently cupped Atsushi Nakajima's cheek with his palm.

If a cup is filled with water, if the movement range is too large, it will be directly sprinkled on the ground.

Because of the same reason, tears already filled the entire eye sockets, and after Osamu Dazai turned the arc slightly, they finally couldn't hold back and fell one after another.

At the same time, the silver-white eyelashes were sticking together strand by strand due to being wet, looking like a big cat that became very embarrassed because its fur was soaked after falling into the water, looking pitiful and funny.

Eh~ I actually cried~

Looking at Atsushi Nakajima like this, Osamu Dazai thought, "It's okay if it's a girl, but I don't have the patience to coax you if it's a big boy!" This thought flashed in his mind.

He was thinking about it, and pinched Atsushi Nakajima's cheek in a frivolous tone, "About the clothes you are wearing now, Atsushi, are you playing cosplay~"

While talking, staring at each other's thighs, the style of buttons and pantyhose, coupled with the pair of legs that have become slender and straight due to regular exercise, will definitely cause a series of similar comments on the Internet. "I can!" "Let's play for years!" or "awsl!" This kind of cries can be called idiots.

I don't know if this is serious clothing or the kind of clothing used for fun.

ehhhhh-

It was only at this time that Atsushi Nakajima came to his senses, his cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and he fidgeted restlessly, trying to find something that could cover him up a bit.

To be honest, if you just stay alone, you will get used to wearing that kind of clothes.

After all, no one else saw it except myself, so just treat it as if it didn't exist.

But the meaning of being seen by other people is completely different, let alone being discovered by acquaintances. This kind of development can be called on-the-spot execution, which is more effective than any black history.

"Too, Mr. Dazai, isn't this...you listen to my explanation!" Nakajima's mouth was so bald that he couldn't speak, he opened his mouth stammeringly and kept shaking his hands.

He was so anxious that his whole body was smoking, and Atsushi Nakajima, who couldn't explain it for a long time, jumped up, and then simply closed his eyes not to look at the other party under Dazai Osamu's half-smile expression.

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone from his pocket first, and after taking several photos in a row, he gave Atsushi Nakajima a thumbs up and encouraged him: "Although shyness has a special flavor, but Don't be so nervous! After all, Dun Jun, you still look good in this outfit~"

"Mr. Dazai—" You are going too far!

Atsushi Nakajima jumped up in a panic, and then rushed forward to snatch the phone back from Osamu Dazai's hand. Under such a huge sense of shame, even the original filter seemed a little shaky.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about Atsushi Nakajima's little anger, he raised his hands high to avoid the palm of Atsushi Nakajima who was pounced on him, and at the same time quickly uploaded the photos taken in the mobile phone album to the encrypted cloud.

After doing all this, he stepped back, and when Atsushi Nakajima staggered to the ground, he grabbed the opponent's waist, and the free hand quietly moved from the place bound by the iron chain. erased.

"What are you guys doing...?"

When the iron chain that bound Atsushi Nakajima's right hand slowly dissipated, a low, hoarse male voice, as if soaked in red wine, came from outside, and the orange-red haired youth was looking at the room with a question mark on his face. of two people.

What the fuck is going on?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that the scene was very fucked, whether it was the intimate behavior of the two people, or the fact that Osamu Dazai cheated on the corpse.

What kind of human suffering? !

The author has something to say: Originally, Jiu didn't come so soon, since you want to watch it, you can do it in advance.

PS: Chiu just ran into Da Zai who came to steal the house, Shura Field~ Shura Field~