Idol coser Mr. Sokin

The hot water coats the glass with hazy water vapor.

The water from the shower dripped down on his body, Zong Jin brushed his half-long hair behind his head, and still splashed the warm water on his face, and slid along the arc of his cheeks until his chin dropped.

Clothes are stacked on the sink outside the glass, and a simple choker is placed on top.

Zong Jin half-opened his eyes, which were slightly tilted towards the sky blue, and reached out to turn off the water and opened the bathroom door.Picking up the towel next to him and drying his hair, he twisted a strand to observe the end of the hair.

The ochre-colored hair didn't even have split ends.

It was indeed the same as last time, the disposable hair dye did not fade even after a day.

Even Senku Gothic's hair dye couldn't last that long.

Zong Jin walked to the vanity mirror in the bathroom, wiped away the mist with his hands, and looked at his eyes in the mirror again.

The color is about the same as when I was wearing color contact lenses, but I can't find the lenses from the eyes.

The traces of makeup also disappeared, and removing makeup is equivalent to removing loneliness.

Putting on a bath towel and putting on new casual clothes, Zong Jin walked out of the bathroom with disheveled hair.

In the room, the red-haired young man was sitting at the table and typing something in his notebook. Zong Jin walked in and asked, "I've finished washing, do you want to go?"

"Ah."

Nakahara Chuya finally typed a few words and stood up, "The hair dryer is on the bedside table. If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

Zong Jin looked at the bedside table and the bed, and Zhong Yuanzhong had already quickly taken his things into the bathroom while he was silent, so the room became even quieter.

According to what Sen said, he was temporarily taken in by Zhongya Zhongyuan.The guest room of Zhongya's house in Zhongyuan was not cleaned up, so Zongjin was taken directly to the master bedroom. Although he asked, Zhongya didn't seem to mind sleeping in the same room.Hearing Zong Jin's question, Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised, "No, if you don't mind, I'll just sleep on the sofa." So there is still a blanket on the sofa now.

but.

Who can make Zhongyuan Zhongye sleep on the sofa!

Zong Jin would rather sleep by himself!

There was the sound of water in the bathroom, Zong Jin was blowing his hair, Nakahara Nakaya took a bath at about the same speed as him, and came out of the bathroom when Zong Jin's hair was almost dry.

Zong Jin saw him casually drying his hair with a towel, then sat down in front of the computer again, typing something seriously.

"..."

He remembered that he would be so busy when he was working.

"Om—" When the sound of the hair dryer suddenly rang in his ears, Zhong Yuanzhong almost jumped up, "Hello——"

"Sorry, did I scare you?" Zong Jin

Reaching out to touch Nakahara Nakaya's hairy hand, he looked over with concern in his eyes.

"...No, I'll blow it myself later." Seeing what Zong Jin wanted to do, Zhong Yuanzhong also spoke a little louder because the sound of the hair dryer covered him.

Zong Jin turned off the hair dryer with an innocent face, pointed at the screen and asked, "Will this end in a while?"

That was the report of the urgent task in the afternoon, and the observation report about Zong Jin.

In the afternoon, Nakahara Chuya had already dictated part of the content to Mori Ogai before he was recalled and sent out. For example, Osamu Dazai touched Sokin without stopping, and he was sure that Sokin had the same supernatural power as him.

This made Zong Jin come over to avoid the ending of going directly to the interrogation room.

The leader asked Zhongyuan Zhongye to take in Zongjin. In addition to keeping the factors of instability under his nose, it also meant to let Zhongyuan Zhongye monitor in disguise.Zhong Yuanzhong is also aware of this, but he doesn't know if Zong Jin understands it.He didn't worry about this at first, but later found that the gap between them as "the same person" was too great.

What constitutes a person is related to his upbringing, and their experiences seem to be very different.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, the Central Plains has not found that Zong Jin is a threat to the port mafia. The report does not need to be written too much or too detailed. He is more thinking about how to say it.

Excluding the end of Zongjin's report, there is only half of Chuya's urgent mission report left.

Zhongyuan Zhong also fought for it with a towel on: "15 minutes is enough."

Zong Jinbanyueyan: "I'll dry you up in 15 minutes."

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Zhongyuan Zhong also turned back to continue editing the document.

Zong Jin tilted his head and couldn't help snickering.

Is this the default compromise?

Sure enough, he turned on the hair dryer again and was not stopped.

"Om—" The sound of the hair dryer echoed in the room, and it was almost done soon. Zong Jin yawned, put the hair dryer away, and climbed onto the sofa, happily put on a blanket, ready to fall into a comfortable sleep.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced sideways, without turning his head: "Go to bed and sleep."

"..." Zong Jin yawned and burst into tears. According to the setting, Zong Jinzhong had no reason to refuse. After all, it was all him, so it was okay to sleep together.

But Zong Jin felt that it was not good for him to sleep with a character he liked.

Even if the other party is a cardboard person!

Letting Zhongyuan Zhongye sleep on the sofa is even worse!

So he brushed and added some new settings to himself.

"No... I like sofas." He said as he pulled the blanket over his head, quickly

Happy to fall into the fragrance of dreams.

"..."

It didn't take long for Zhong Yuanzhong to turn off the computer and stand up. He walked to the sofa and saw the ochre-colored hair faintly exposed by the blanket.

He stared at it for a while, looked at the vibrating phone screen in his pocket, turned off the lights silently, and left the room.

Zong Jin would wake up naturally after sleeping for six hours. He woke up peacefully, blinked in the dark, and heard the sound of another person's shallow breathing.So he got up lightly, and after tidying up, he went outside to find a place not far away, where there was little chance of disturbing the people, to practice opening his voice.

Although now he speaks with Nakahara Chuya's voice as easily as drinking water, but these basic skills still cannot be left behind.

There is nothing to do with the basic skills of dance, and can only be replaced by warm-up dance.

When he was sweating profusely and returned to Zhongye's residence in the Central Plains, just in time to bump into the young man getting up with a grumpy face, the other party was gnashing his teeth and holding the phone, Zong Jin had no doubt that if the strength was more focused, the poor phone might die directly here.

When Zong Jin opened the door, his azure blue eyes, which were originally filled with displeasure, looked sharply at him, but they quickly restrained their aggressiveness, and Zhongyuan Zhong also calmed down his aura a little, and he didn't look so fierce.

"You sent something to the detective agency?"

Hearing this question, Zong Jin immediately knew what happened this early in the morning.

He did send something, it was when he met Dazai on the stage, the black coat he used to wear while visiting the exhibition, and personal items such as the backpack were also included in this world.In short, under Osamu Dazai's coaxing + rhetoric, Zong Jin agreed to temporarily deposit these couriers at the detective agency. Zong Jin handwritten the order, saying that he would pay the commission fee when collecting.

But he had to pay for it himself, I believe Osamu Dazai couldn't have noticed it.

So this is not the reason why Osamu Dazai came to harass Chuya Nakahara so early in the morning! !

Probably because Zong Jin stayed there for too long, Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up competing with the phone, put it down and said, "If you need help, you are welcome."

Don't be fooled by that guy Dazai!

"Ah, no, thank you." Zong Jin blinked, and then he recovered and closed the door, "I brought breakfast, do you want to eat?"