Zai He follows his mother's surname

Late night,? Port Mafia Apartments.

Even the port mafia has employee dormitories. After all, a profession like the mafia is not a type of profession that you can sleep in other places with peace of mind.

What's more, the port mafia can't possibly be short of staff housing,? Especially,? when they have picky guys in the upper echelons.

While "staff dormitories" might sound reminiscent of school eights and the like,?, and they are—but those aren't meant to be associated with high-ranking members of the Port Mafia.

The dormitory of cadres occupies the area of ​​one floor, is it strange?Counting the port mafia, there are only five cadres, and some of them may not live there: like Mr. Lan Tang,? He is fully capable of living outside.This is true both in terms of ability and financial resources.

Of course, there are also good babies who will stay at the port mafia.

Zhongyuanzhong is obviously the place to hang it. The cadre dormitory of the port mafia not only has a good environment and complete facilities, but it is also close to the place of work. Why not do it?

Although he often needs to go to the field.

But these don't prevent you from returning to your own residence after a day's work.By the way, Zhongyuan Zhongyuan has already planned to buy a house. After all, the dormitory of the work unit is not his own.

So,? Although it is a bit burdensome for him who has joined the port mafia for less than two years, it does not prevent him from having this idea.

Of course, today's focus is not on this.

"...Why are you here?!" Zhong Yuanzhong also clutched his chest, leaned against the door of his own bedroom, felt that he had been greatly frightened, and couldn't help shouting.

Imagine: late at night, you come home alone and turn on the light without any precautions. At first nothing happened and everything was normal. Someone is in your bed.

It was a person who was scared out of his wits when he saw this scene!

Originally, this was a common thing for Zhong Yuanzhong, but today the bulge on the bed has changed - he is moving in Gu Yong Gu Yong!

It was very sudden.

"Ha, it's so noisy, Chuya." Shuji Tsushima yawned in blue pajamas, rolled over on the bed with a blue-spotted pillow and a small bow tie, and sat up in a daze He rubbed his eyes: "Ha...what's the matter?"

It looked like he wasn't awake at all.

"I want to ask you this, right? Why are you here?" Seeing this, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help lowering his voice. Even so, the dissatisfaction could still be heard.

"Huh? Open the door and come in haha——" Shuji Tsushima yawned again, not understanding why Chuya Nakahara would ask such a question: Is it a complicated question about snapping fingers?

He barely woke up, looked up at the time: "Is it this late already? Chuya, you are so slow."

Central Plains Chuya:? ? ?

Why can someone speak so confidently? It's taken for granted, shouldn't he come in without his permission now, isn't he right?ah? !Also asked why he was so late? !

But seeing someone dangling from sleep to death like a tumbler, it is really impossible to get angry with him.Zhong Yuanzhong, who realized this, only felt helpless.

Well, it seems that something probably came to me, otherwise, at this time, someone would have turned over and fell asleep, why would he be here to wait for him.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuan was not so angry for the time being: Although Shuji Tsushima frightened him and made him very upset, but since he couldn't sleep well, it was evened out.

"So, what do you want from me?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who was still upset, asked angrily.

"Well, what's the matter...Let me think about it." Shuji Tsushima said slowly, closing his eyes and resting his head on the pillow.

Nakahara Chuya, who was sitting by the bed and watching the other party fall asleep: "..."

Snapped.

"Ouch! Hiss—" Shuji Tsushima, who was awakened by a brain collapse, rubbed his forehead, and now he was completely awake.

"Hurry up if you have anything to say, and go back to your room after you finish talking." Zhong Yuan Zhong also said ruthlessly.

"Uh, even if that's the case, don't be so ruthless." Shuji Tsushima complained.

"Come on, I didn't use much effort."

"Hmph." Shuji Tsushima fell backwards with a hugging pillow in his arms, turned over, and there was a place on Nakahara Nakaya's side that was big enough for an adult to lie down on, and then Shuji Tsushima sou Lift off the quilt at once.

Nakahara Chuya: "...what are you doing?"

What's the matter with this sense of sight of a kid throwing a temper tantrum?Hey, don't be so childish!

"I'm not happy, hmph, Chuya told me to go and I'll go, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me!" Shuji Tsushima said angrily without turning his head.

Zhongya Zhongyuan -_-||: "..."

There are too many speechless times today.

"Ha," Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, and got up, "It's up to you."

"what?--"

"So, what's the matter here tonight?" Nakahara Chuya interrupted Tsushima Shuji before he could speak. He didn't want to hear someone question how he could be so cold-blooded and ruthless, and didn't know how to coax him.

Zhong Yuan, who was already used to his partner Sao's operation, decisively pre-empted the attack, and didn't even delay him taking out his pajamas from the closet.

Speaking of this, the pajamas Mrs. Tsushima gave are really amazing—at least it was the first time Nakahara Chuya saw a pajamas that would pop out of thin air when he put them on. There was quite a shock.

#许可是什么特别的异能力# At that time, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought so, and quickly accepted this fact. Up to now, he has become accustomed to it and has become a part of his daily life.

"Oh, that, of course there is something to do," Shuji Tsushima turned back again. He was about to lose his temper just now, but when he saw that Nakahara was also changing clothes, he turned back silently, "It's a It’s something that has been giving me a headache for a long time.”

"Oh, is that so? That's really strange." Zhong Yuan also changed his clothes, and got into bed with the pillow that suddenly appeared while talking.

"Your reaction is also flat, right?" Shuji Tsushima resolutely turned over when he noticed the sinking beside him, lying flat and dissatisfied.

"Anyway, it's the problem of the novel, right? Tell me, what trouble did you encounter this time? Is it because you don't have enough inspiration to let me accompany you, or is there a plot that requires my advice?" Nakahara Nakaya pulled another hand while talking. Cover the bed with a quilt and turn off the lights.

"You'd better hurry up, I have to get up early tomorrow." Nakahara, who was lying in bed, did not forget to warn him, lest Shuji Tsushima would do something wrong and delay his sleep.

"Oh well, let's make a long story short," Shuji Tsushima sighed, if Chuya Nakahara hadn't come back late today, he would have dragged him to talk about working overtime, "That's right, what do you think? Is the princess a black dragon, or some other color?"

"...Ah?" Nakahara Chu, who never expected to hear such a question, was stunned for a moment, and then tried to see Shuji Tsushima in the faint moonlight, as if to make sure he was joking: "You Stayed up for so long just to ask this?"

He finally understood that this was a relapse of a certain person's old problem: in simple terms, at a certain moment, he would struggle for a long time because of certain things that were indifferent in the eyes of bystanders.

Ever since I met Shuji Tsushima, and since Shuji Tsushima began to write novels, Nakahara has gradually realized how complicated it is to be a writer’s family and friends: to help collect folk songs, take the writer out to find inspiration, and balance by the way The writer feels that he is too good or has a mentality problem.

Of course, based on Chuya Nakahara's understanding of Shuji Tsushima, he couldn't help but wonder if Shuji Tsushima is the only one like this in this world.

"After all, it's a very important question." Shuji Tsushima smiled a little embarrassedly. Unfortunately, he couldn't see his expression in the dark. Obviously, he himself didn't think this question should be like this.However, it was such a small problem that had troubled him for a long time.

"Oh, well, it's very important." Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded as usual, and then pulled the quilt: "Black - go to sleep!"

"Huh?" Shuji Tsushima didn't react for a while, "Is it so decisive?"

"Haven't you already said it yourself? Go to bed soon, and be careful if you talk again, and I will beat you."

"Well, okay..." Tsushima Shuji said aggrievedly, he slowly covered the quilt and lay down:

"Good night."

"……Good night."

Silent all night.

When Shuji Tsushima woke up on the second day, there was no one around him, which made Shuji Tsushima very disappointed, and he could not help but complain to Mori Ogai:

He keeps saying that he has led everyone astray, but in fact Mr. Sen's brainwashing skills are not far behind!You see, even if there is a possibility that going to bed late and waking up early will lead to poor growth in the future, isn't Nakahara Nakahara working overtime because of Mori Ogai?

Yes, in Shuji Tsushima's view, all the work that is not in the working hours can be classified as overtime work-for example, the time to go to work at 07:30 but to prepare in advance.

"It's too early." Shuji Tsushima, who woke up at eight o'clock, looked at the alarm clock and commented on Chuya Nakahara's behavior of leaving early.

The work of the port mafia, especially the paperwork, is not difficult for Shuji Tsushima. How long will it take to deal with it after looking at it?What's more, in the entire port mafia, except for the leader Sen Ou, how many people dare to comment on this matter?

Therefore, even Shuji Tsushima, who has become a cadre, still lives slowly.

This refers specifically to getting up in the morning.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-07?19:26:35~2021-06-08?18:50:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Kyushu? 8 bottles; Hexi Wenyu, Qiansiyin? 5 bottles; Jiahe, don’t cry? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!