Chief Jae's Detective Path

The sky outside the window was blue and transparent, like Chuya Nakahara's eyes.The golden sunlight shines on people through the windows, making people drowsy with warmth.

Osamu Dazai sat in the study of Nakahara Nakaya’s house, bathed in the golden sunlight, holding a novel by Sakunosuke Oda in his hand, and there was a cup of coffee and several plates of desserts on the coffee table in front of him. For the first time in several years, he felt to the feeling of doing nothing.

He had arranged everything before his death, and the world no longer needed him.Even with an unplanned organization like the king, the Central Plains Central Committee can handle it well.They are the best partners, so Osamu Dazai can pursue death after arranging everything. He understands and trusts Chuya Nakahara. The tacit understanding between them cannot be blocked by life and death.

Zhongye...

Osamu Dazai looked at the sky outside the window and was distracted, thinking that he saw Chuya Nakahara's face when he woke up this morning.Fortunately, the two of them slept well, and there was no embarrassing episode of who was in who's arms—it was just that the faces were a little close, what's the matter?

So Osamu Dazai, who woke up earlier than Chuya Nakahara, calmly faced Chuya Nakahara's face in a daze.

Hmm... In just one year, Chuya's face has not changed at all, his skin is still so delicate, whiter than a girl's, his orange-red eyelashes are dense, like a small brush, and his temperament is more stable Yes, but this is also within his expectation... The above thoughts filled Osamu Dazai's mind. He stared at Chuya Nakahara's face for a while, and then began to count Nakahara Chuya's eyelashes boredly. fell asleep.

Chuya Nakahara was awakened by the biological clock in his body, he opened his eyes, and saw Osamu Dazai's well-behaved sleeping face in front of him, which gave Chuya Nakahara a critical blow to his heart.

This is not the first time Chuya Nakahara has seen Osamu Dazai's sleeping face, rather he is the one who sees Osamu Dazai's sleeping face the most.Osamu Dazai, who became the leader, faced the risk of being assassinated every day, and Nakahara Nakahara was always by his side to protect him. Sometimes Osamu Dazai would take a nap in the leader's office.However, this is different. Even when Osamu Dazai was sleeping soundly, heaviness and fatigue lingered between his brows.

Now, Nakahara looked at the corners of Dazai Osamu's slightly raised lips, kept breathing gently, gently lifted a corner of the quilt, got up from the bed, and went to the guest room with his own toiletries.

When Osamu Dazai woke up again, he was the only one left in the room, and the temperature Nakahara Nakaya left on the bed had disappeared. If it wasn’t for the traces of someone sleeping on the other side of the bed, he would have suspected that last night was a field dream.

When he returned to his room and found that the bathroom had been used by other people, Osamu Dazai was silent for a while with complicated emotions, picked up the toiletries to wash up, and then went downstairs to eat the breakfast made by Nakahara Nakaya himself.

Osamu Dazai, who was immersed in memories, was awakened by the hunger in his belly when he recalled breakfast.

He looked up at the time, only to realize that the whole morning had passed.Osamu Dazai didn't want to try to starve to death. He stretched himself out of the sofa and wandered downstairs to look for food in the refrigerator.

The large double-door refrigerator was packed to the brim, and Osamu Dazai took out the bento that Chuya Nakahara had left for him and warmed it up.

After lunch, Osamu Dazai was bored and walked around the room twice.

From the TV cabinet in the living room, I pulled out the game controller and game board that I used to play with Chuya. After playing two games by myself, Osamu Dazai put them back in a dull manner. Sure enough, the game is only interesting if you play with Chuya .

It's a pity that since he became the leader, Zhongye's social animal side has become more and more obvious.When he was under Mr. Mori before, Nakahara would play games with him, or go to have a drink with friends.Since becoming his top cadre, Zhongyuanzhong has become more and more busy, not only to complete the task but also to protect him.

Osamu Dazai, who was cheap and obedient, clicked his tongue and sighed pretendingly.

Standing up from the carpet in the living room, he felt that the room was too empty for a moment, and the familiar feeling of loneliness once again surrounded Osamu Dazai.He stood in the living room for a while, then walked into the kitchen, stared at the knife rack silently for a while, and then looked away again.

He would not commit suicide at Zhongye's house in Zhongyuan, which is why Zhongye was relieved to leave him here alone. After all, Zhongye cared about his safety the most.Osamu Dazai also felt that he committed suicide after sending Nakahara Chuya out. After reuniting with Chuya, he was not scolded or beaten?But if he dares to use a kitchen knife for anything other than chopping vegetables, he will definitely be beaten, and maybe the old and new grudges will be settled together.

Osamu Dazai, who hates pain, refuses to do such stupid things. It is his hobby to dance disco on Chuya Nakahara's bottom line. Even the defected self in another world has never escaped.

Thinking of another self, Osamu Dazai looked at the kitchen utensils and touched his chin, opened the refrigerator again, looked at the sufficient ingredients in the refrigerator, recalled the 'food' he tried to make in another world, and suddenly felt eager to try.

Nakahara Nakaya, who came home after get off work, stood in the hallway and watched the smoke coming from the kitchen, his head was full of question marks, his first reaction was to rush into the kitchen, "Dazai?!"

"Chuya, are you back?" Osamu Dazai, who had found joy in trying again and again, greeted in a relaxed tone.

Seeing the intact Osamu Dazai and the kitchen, Nakahara also calmed down. He looked at the trash can in the kitchen which was still empty before he went out and was now full, opened the refrigerator door, and looked at the half-empty refrigerator. The veins on his forehead twitched.

He took a deep breath and told himself that it was just some ingredients, Dazai Osamu was bored and acted like a monster, which only harmed the ingredients, and it was worth celebrating.

Then he found himself happy early.

Osamu Dazai brought the fruits of his afternoon to the dining table, and strongly invited Chuya Nakahara to have a taste.

Nakahara also thought of the spoiled ingredients in the refrigerator, looked at the dishes made by Osamu Dazai that seemed to have no problems, and finally looked at Osamu Dazai's face full of interest.

"Dazai, have you been poisoned?"

"Eh?!" Osamu Dazai said dissatisfiedly, "Is this the kind of person I am in Nakaya's eyes?"

Nakahara Chuya crossed his arms and stared at him with squinted blue eyes.Osamu Dazai wouldn't poison him to death, but he couldn't be sure about making him have diarrhea or something.

Facing Nakahara Nakaya's questioning eyes, Osamu Dazai said angrily, "Nakahara is too much! This is my first time cooking!"

Zhong Yuanzhong is also more vigilant, so is he really the first test subject? !

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara's reaction, and curled his lips, "Since Chuya doesn't believe it, I'll eat it myself!"

"Wait!" Chuya Nakahara stopped him, compared to Osamu Dazai's body, let him come.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat down at the dining table as if he was facing a big enemy, stared bitterly at the stewed chicken in a casserole on the table, weighed a spoonful of soup, and took a sip carefully.Osamu Dazai quickly lifted the spoon and fed the whole spoonful of soup into Nakahara Chuya's mouth.

"How is it?" Osamu Dazai sat opposite Nakahara Nakaya, with his arms resting on the table top, leaning forward, and said expectantly, "This is my specially improved version for Chuya!"

Nakahara also coughed, felt the changes in his body, and heard Dazai Osamu's words like asking for credit, "cough cough...cough, what kind of effect should it have?"

Osamu Dazai rested his chin on the back of his hand, observing Chuya Nakahara's reaction, like a curious child, he replied briskly: "In the next few days, I will feel full of vitality!"

Zhong Yuan would not be deceived by his harmless appearance, and continued to ask: "What about the side effects?"

"It's just a small and insignificant one that will lose the memory of the past few days." Osamu Dazai made a small distance between his thumb and index finger, and said with a smile, "Isn't it a good deal?"

What a bargain!Zhongyuan Zhong also swears in his heart, "Where did you learn it?!"

"I created it myself!" Osamu Dazai said proudly, "I named it Vitality Stewed Chicken!" He was a little regretful, "But this is the first time I do it, the effect may not be so good. It will only be full of vitality , will not lose memory."

"...Thank you!" Nakahara Nakaya gritted his teeth and said, just wanting to stuff this pot of chicken soup into Dazai Osamu's mouth.

"You're welcome!" Osamu Dazai waved his hand generously, ready to move towards the pot of chicken soup.

Zhong Yuanzhong also decisively picked up the soup and put it back in the refrigerator, then rummaged through the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator, quickly fried two steaks, mixed a bowl of salad, and served as dinner for two people.

Osamu Dazai looked at the dinner on the table with a lack of interest, divided the tender and juicy steak with a knife and fork, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Chuya, where is my crab?"

"It's sent to the staff canteen." Zhong Yuanzhong also chewed the steak viciously, "You don't even think about encountering any crabs this week!"

"Why is this so?!" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, "Chuya, you are abusing me!" He complained heartbroken, "It's a pity that the first time I cook is for you to eat, Chuya, you are too much !"

Zhong Yuanzhong also fiercely inserted his fork into the steak in front of him.Dazai Zhizhi calmed down the flags and drums knowing the current affairs.The two finally finished the meal peacefully.

That night, the insomniac Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai who was sleeping soundly with the quilt on the bed, and felt that his revenge at night was still light.

Zhong Yuan didn't feel sleepy until the sky turned white, and immediately fell asleep against the clock.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also soundly asleep when he suddenly felt something approaching, making his nose itchy.He frowned and turned over, but that thing chased after him persistently.

"Ah!"

"Morning, Chuya." Osamu Dazai put away the leaves in his hand and said calmly, "If you don't get up, you will be late!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a moment, picked up the phone on the bedside table and glanced at the time.It's already afternoon!If it weren't for going to Tokyo one day earlier today because he was going to meet the King of Gold tomorrow, he would be really late!

Osamu Dazai looked at the back of Nakahara Nakaya hurriedly got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the room slowly.