Miss Tsushima

In autumn, the temperature gradually drops, and the temperature difference between day and night is large. In the evening, you can especially feel the bleak coldness. The yellowed leaves lose their moisture and fall lightly to the ground.

Nakahara Chuya's leather shoes stepped on them, making a crisp cracking sound. He came to the gate of the casino under the name of Mafia at the port. The moment he opened the door, the memory of the last meeting with Tsushima Hiiragi was vivid again. Floating up, his hand paused in the air, and finally grabbed the doorknob and walked in.

This is the casino managed by A, one of the five cadres of Port Mafia. A this? People?, can't do anything, but it's very good for enjoying and making money. It's completely different from the bleak and cold outdoors. As soon as he steps in here, the heating surrounds him softly, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. As comfortable as it is, under the dim yellow light? The sound of rolling dice, shuffling cards, mahjong, and all kinds of noise fills the ears.

Different from when he came with Tsushima Hiiragi back then, in the past few years, Chuya Nakahara's reputation as "Port Mafia Gravity Envoy" has long been resounding in black and white. This time he stepped in? He attracted The croupier who was dealing the cards noticed that the croupier quietly sent a message to the person next to him. After a while, the manager came to receive him.

The puffy manager quickly ran to Zhongya Zhongya with a vigorous pace that didn't match his figure, and looked at him cautiously, "Master Zhongyuan, Mr. A is not here today, may I ask if you are here today?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, "Are you okay? I just came over to take a look casually. You don't need to say hello to A. You can go on your own."

Why not? It would be better to say that A is not here, Zhong Yuan Zhong also whispered in his heart, he has no mission at all, and he has nothing to do? He came to A, simply because he was suddenly idle and had nothing to do. I don’t know. How did I come here.

If A happens to be here, he doesn't know what to say to him, and Zhong Yuanzhong is relieved that he is not here now.

The manager took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and led Zhongyuan Zhongya to the VIP area located further inside. Although Zhongyuan Zhongya said that there is no need to trouble, he did not dare to just put this big Buddha here casually. leave.

He firstly prepared wine and food for Zhongyuan Zhongye attentively, and then found a group of beautiful and sexy young women to play bridge with Zhongyuan Zhongye. Jump.

Okay? It's not easy for the overly enthusiastic manager to know that he? Doesn't need these 'special services'. After dismissing these Yingyingyanyans, the surroundings calmed down, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Suddenly quiet? He leaned back, his heart was filled with daze and depression, and he sat on the soft sofa in a daze.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't even think about what to do here, but just came here subconsciously,

His ears were filled with the sounds of laughing and chatting, shaking dice and fighting wine. He looked around, and there was a joyous atmosphere everywhere. He was the only one sitting here blankly.

It was also here that I met Tsushima Hiiragi for the last time.

At that time, he said a lot of things to Tsushima Hiiragi, and now I think it is ridiculous in retrospect.Miss Tsushima looked at him with a smile, her eyes were always gentle and tolerant, just like when he was in Tsushima Hiiragi, he was still the boy who saw her for the first time five or six years ago.

But why is Osamu Dazai different?

Nakahara Chu also clenched his fingers in regret, why is Osamu Dazai different?In the eyes of Ms. Tsushima, he will always be a child. Why is Osamu Dazai, who is the same age as him, different?

He remembered the time when he saw Tsushima Hiiragi on the street not long ago.

She raised her hand to shade the sun, the sun shone through her palm and fell on her snow-white face, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that she was almost transparent when she was under the sun.

Like snow that will melt in a second.

Zhongyuan Zhong also shaved his hair in boredom, and his eyes fell on the marble coffee table in front of him. The manager prepared the wine glass for him. When he raised his hand and poured the red wine into the glass, there were crisp footsteps around him.

It was the sound of high-heeled leather shoes stepping lightly on the ground, and the fluffy skirt of pure black lace appeared in his sight. Zhongyuan Zhong also put down his wine glass and looked over.

Snow-white enough to make people think of a vampire's face, with blood-colored eyes shining like rubies.

It's been a long time? I've seen Celestia.

She looked much taller than before, and her doll-like face grew more and more enchanting. Celestia stopped two steps in front of Zhongya Nakahara.

She silently looked at Nakahara Nakaya's eyes, crossed her hands under her chin, tilted her head with a smile, and swung her spiral-like black twin ponytails cutely, "Mr. Nakahara, how long has it been?" Gone."

She didn't intend to greet Nakahara Chuya, so she didn't wait? Nakahara Chuya replied, and Celestia asked straightforwardly, "Have you met Miss Tsushima?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and looked at her. Her smile seemed to be carved on her face, and she couldn't see her true feelings.

"In the past few years, Miss Tsushima? Have you been here, and you haven't? You have been here, and now you are here suddenly. Are you here to miss the past with Miss Tsushima?"

Celestia used honorifics, and her words were very blunt. From her cold smile, Nakahara Chu also tasted a hint of sarcasm, "I have advised you a long time ago, it is better to keep a distance from Ms. Tsushima? "

"Sure enough, the closer you get to her, the more you'll be hated by her." She fiddled with her fingers, the steel fingertips on her hands reflected a cold light, "After all, Mr. Zhongyuan is the type she hates the most, I didn't? Wrong."

Nakahara didn't say a word, and let her talk, Celestia stroked her skirt and sat on the sofa opposite, "How about playing a few cards with me? Ms. Tsushima likes playing with I'm playing cards."

Zhongya Nakahara sat up straight, pinched the fingertips of the black gloves, and took off the gloves. Celestia broke up a box of cards and shuffled them, skillfully turning out various patterns, and finally, brushed them like flowers. Swipe twice? Distribute the cards neatly on the table.

She motioned Nakahara Nakaya to take the cards first, then picked a few cards and pinched them in her hands, her eyes fluttered across the cards, and she said as if she didn't care, "The last time I saw Miss Tsushima was you The time I came with her, I wondered, why would she be with someone like you? "

Celestia said seemingly unintentionally, without taking her eyes off the cards, her fingers painted with black nail polish hovered over the cards in her hand, "What card are you holding? A? K? "

She paused, paused the chat, played a few cards, and continued talking,

"But thinking about it now, she probably made up her mind at that time to keep a distance from you, right?"

"You haven't seen each other since that time? We've met each other again." A smile with a certain chance of winning appeared on her face,

"Q? It doesn't seem to be, then, nine o'clock? You lose."

She stopped asking Nakahara Chuya, and directly laid the cards on the table and tapped them with her fingertips.

Nakahara Chuya silently placed the nine o'clock in his hand on the table. Celestia shuffled the cards again, and said while dealing the cards, "I originally thought that Tsushima Hiiragi should have died."

"But you're here today, so it means she's still alive? Well, isn't it?" Her gaze shifted from the card to the expression of Nakahara Chuya, who was tense, "It seems that she is indeed still alive Okay, okay."

"A person like her? She can still live to this day." Celestia took a picture of Q, "There must be someone who can keep her? Has it appeared? A woman like Tsushima Hiiragi ?, there will be someone who? cares?...do you know? What kind of person?? Ah, you lost again?"

Celestia covered her mouth exaggeratedly, smiled, and cleaned the cards on the table again, "Is it older than Ms. Tsushima? Isn't it? Much younger than her... Then... Oh, Mr. Nakahara, Mr. You lose again."

Nakahara also picked up the wine glass, preventing Celestia from shuffling the cards again, "Let's end here today." He picked up the glove next to him, put it on, straightened his hat, and stood up .

Nakahara Chuya doesn't drink well? After drinking a glass of red wine, he felt dizzy again. Didn't he not notice Celestia's deliberate clichés? It's just that he is depressed today, and he doesn't care about Celestia. Don't care, let her reason and guess, just play cards with her mechanically.

After finishing the game in a hurry, Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked to the toilet and flushed his face with cold water. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that a black figure appeared leisurely behind him.

Celestia walked into the "toilet" without changing her expression.

Zhongyuan Zhongye was startled awake from the wine, or did he drink too much?He looked at Celestia in disbelief, who was wearing a dress, and then looked up at the sign of the restroom? Men's restroom? That's right.

Celestia told Chuya Nakahara with physical actions, no? Nothing was impossible, until he walked to Chuya Nakahara to wash his hands, Chuya Nakahara's jaw hadn't been retracted yet.

"No? What's good? Is it strange?" Celestia smiled and said, "Neither have I? Said, I'm a woman?"

Celestia was standing by the dryer, and the dryer was starting to make a loud airflow sound, his voice was between the noises, "Mr. Nakahara, I have one last... question, I just forgot asked."

"Are you still looking forward to that? A woman?"

Celestia turned her hand over so that the airflow could dry his hand more evenly, and he didn't even look back, "Did I guess right again?"

"A woman like Tsushima Hiiragi, what is worthy of others' admiration to this extent?" He muttered to himself.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his back to him, and turned off the rattling faucet, "You asked me so many questions, there is a question I want to ask you."

"Since you want to know the news about Tsushima Hiiragi so much, why don't you go to her yourself, instead of knocking around from me?"

"Obviously not for her? Come here again to look for your business? You care so much, why do you pretend you don't care at all?"

"You obviously want to see her, why don't you go?"

Nakahara also raised his head, and Celestia's distorted expression was reflected in the mirror for a moment, and he added the last sentence.

"You clearly yearn for Ms. Tsushima, why do you pretend to be indifferent?"

Nakahara also turned his head, staring deeply at the expression? Celestia, who has changed a little,

"Because you dare not."

Celestia was silent, okay? It took a long time before she made a sound, "It is because of your personality that Ms. Tsushima hates you."

"Whatever you say." Nakahara Chuya said, "No matter what Ms. Tsushima thinks of me, even if she hates me, my heart has not changed."

"I understand myself clearly, and I can face myself calmly."

"Then, I'm much stronger than you, who deceives even his own heart."

"Isn't it too sad to even lie to myself?"

Nakahara Chuya finished speaking, leaving Celestia with an ugly face behind, and strode away from here.