Turned from "Chapter 10" · 27 years old

The blue sky was like washing, and as far as the eyes could see, a pair of unknown birds brushed against the tung leaves.

After finishing the deal, he raced directly to Aomori. Nakahara Nakaya just wanted to find Osamu Dazai to find out the most original truth about him and his past, present, and various things.

He was so angry that it seemed that there was an active volcano that had been suppressed for a long time.

The rich fragrance of flowers blows over the face, embracing the guests who haven't seen for a long time.Looking up, it is still a familiar wooden plaque, but people's mood is completely different.

Nakahara took a deep breath, opened the door and walked into Tsushima Flower Shop.

"Welcome to Jindao Flower Shop. May I ask what you need—Mr. Chuya?" The wind chime rang, and the woman who raised her head to greet the customers looked at the visitor in surprise, "Mr. Zhongya is here to see the wife or the young master of?"

It was the long-lost Miss Pingyuan, or Shizuko Ota.

The woman's long black hair was curled, tied into a high ponytail and sideways, her nails were dyed bright red, and her lips were full of rouge.

Zhong Yuanzhong also evaluated the woman from top to bottom, and came to the fact that he didn't want to admit it but had to admit it: the seven years that Zhizi Pingyuan spent with him were fake from beginning to end, and he would even have a disturbed conscience The deception is actually being deceived, but he has been foolishly believing the outright lie for so many years.

From the personality to the name to the background, every love word spoken when getting along, the flushed cheeks when nervous, and the flying eyebrows when happy, are all fake.

Nakahara also rubbed his temples to relieve the dull pain in his brain: "I'll find Osamu Dazai, if it's not Mrs. Tsushima." He still couldn't face the person who deceived him as if nothing happened, unlike the impulsive approach ten years ago It's fine to do it.

"I said Mr. Chuya, the young master's name is Shuji Tsushima. Mr. Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency has been dead for a long time." Shizuko Ota smiled at Nakahara Chuya, and the primrose in her hand was still dripping with dew. , drop by drop into the wooden table.

"Tsk, it's almost that guy anyway."

"There is no Osamu Dazai here! The young master is the young master of the Tsushima family and will be the future head of the family. He should not have anything to do with the mafia!"

"Really?" A voice came from behind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned around, just in time to catch eyes with the person who pushed the door.

A kimono made him look slender, his chestnut hair was draped obediently on his shoulders, and the modified eyebrows and eyes softened the edges and corners of his face, making him look gentle.

From Zhongyuanzhong's point of view, this kind of Osamu Dazai is like a puppet made by a puppet master for more than ten years, not like a living thing.

The rocks and rocks are green, and the walls stand thousands of feet, as clear as ice and as clean as jade.

It is as quiet as Zhilan and Yushu, and it is just as clear and beautiful.

But as soon as the man opened his mouth, he split the orchid and jade tree into desert: "Oh, the two dogs didn't fight when they got together. They are really loyal to each other, you two."

A mocking tone, a cold face.

"Osamu Dazai, what do you mean, you want to get beaten up!" Nakahara Chuya's protest did not stir up any splashes in the inexplicably tit-for-tat atmosphere between the two in front of him.

Osamu Dazai's words contained thousands of tons of gunpowder in every sentence.

"And Miss Ota, I'm not some young master, I'm just a failed prisoner."

"Who am I to do with dogs?"

"I want to find my next family after I have a previous family. It's really loyal to beg for mercy."

"At any rate, you still have seven years of deep feelings. You are so rude, you are indeed beasts."

"Now, immediately, get out!"

"If it wasn't Madam's mission, who would make false claims with the disgusting mafia." Shizuko Ota finished speaking under Dazai Osamu's horrifying gaze before leaving the door behind closed doors.

False with the disgusting mafia?

Nakahara Zhong also burst out laughing, so this is the truest thought of "Pingyuan Zhizi" under the skin.

And now, Nakahara Nakahara, a disgusting mafia cadre, is looking at the young master Tsushima who once served in the port mafia.

Nakahara Chuya's inner arrogance was half extinguished in an instant after seeing Dazai Osamu's expression on Ota Shizuko.

Since Dazai's defection, Zhongyuan has rarely seen Dazai with such a deadpan expression. This appearance looks like... when he went to the government with the leader to negotiate with the government, those who were either cold-faced or with a smile on their face Like someone with a warm smile and unrelenting eyes—like a politician.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but tremble with nausea from the thoughts in his heart.

The two looked at each other, and Osamu Dazai looked at Nakahara just like a businessman looking at the oiran he just bought.

After a long time, Osamu Dazai concluded with a point: "Slug is really trained by Mr. Mori as a good dog, it's too boring."

"Dazai Osamu, do you really respect people?"

"Slugs are not human~"

"you!"

Osamu Dazai's face which had been cold all the time suddenly became lively, he smiled and bullied others with his height, he lowered his head and rubbed Nakahara Chuya's hair: "Chuya is still so impulsive and easy to be deceived, it's been more than 20 years, as always. "

"Dazai rules you!" Nakahara finally pulled out his reason for coming from the volcanic ashes, "What did you do seven years ago—uh!"

The mouth was blocked, the unfinished voice was drowned in the kiss, and the person was imprisoned in Dazai Osamu's arms.

【ETC.】

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