My name is Dazai

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up's that is actually a man......" Sitting on the bar counter, holding a glass of wine in his hand, weeping bitterly.

"Are you an idiot? You haven't found out about this kind of thing." Zhong Yuan took a sip of his wine and raised his middle finger at Tangun.

"Woo..." Tangun was already drunk, but Zhong Yuanzhong, who had an average capacity for alcohol, was still quite sober.

Tangun originally wanted to ask Ango to come out, but Ango was still working overtime, and it was useless to make a phone call.

What's more, Ango's personal mobile phone is not yet with him.

So he can only find Chuya in the Central Plains.

The actual relationship between him and Zhongyuan Zhongye is probably something that many people didn't expect and don't know.

But the facts are like this, probably this is the legendary friendship.

However, the relationship between the two people must not be good on the surface. After all, one of them is an assistant to the assistant officer of the special agent department, and the other is a cadre of the port mafia. It can be said that they stand on opposite sides.

It is inevitable that some people will murmur if the relationship between the two is too good.

But today Tangun was not in the mood to take care of these things, so he called Chuya directly to drink.

Drinking and listening to Tangun's black history, how could he not agree to such a good thing?

Zhong Ye took another sip of wine: "I said, you should beat him up. Anyway, the Supernatural Secret Service Division is not open to the public, and he can't complain if you beat him."

"I don't want to hit..." Tangun rested his head on his arm.

"...Then you didn't hit me back then?" Nakahara Chuya slapped the counter and pulled Tangun's collar.

Apparently, the guy started drinking too.

"I can't bear to beat him..." Tangun was like a cat whose skin had been picked up, with his limbs hanging limply, allowing him to pull him up too.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a drink break, and tapped his ear with his little finger: "Huh?"

"I'm not willing." Tangun seemed to be infected, and also hiccupped.

"Hey, you bastard...is actually a love brain!" Nakahara Chuya shouted.

"I'm not in love!" Tangun shook his head, but felt dizzy, "Hey, why do these words sound so familiar?"

"If you're cheated, just beat him up! Why, do you still count on the liar's conscience?" Chuya let go of his hand, as if he didn't want to see Tangun's love brain.

Tangun fell onto the chair by gravity, feeling a pain in his buttocks: "But..."

"It's nothing." Zhong Yuan waved his hand, "If you don't want to hit him, fuck him."

Tangun: "...Huh?"

Chuya poured himself another glass of wine, and poured it on Tangun by the way: "One of my subordinates was cheated by the Internet before. Later, he was curious about what the other party looked like, so he asked a hacker to investigate, and it turned out that the other party was a liar. Or dress up as a woman..."

Tangun was silent.

"Why don't you ask 'then what'?" Zhong also found out that no one was talking about it, and he was quite angry.

In response to Zhong Ye's request, Tangun said, "And then?"

"He just crawled along the network cable... Hiccup, no, he found the other party along the network cable, and then hit him on the spot." Zhong also raised his hands, flexed his fingers and moved them up and down, as if explaining what "crawling" is.But this action is really funny, with a sense of joy.

The corner of Tangun's mouth twitched: "...As expected of the mafia."

Using hacking technology to crack the other party's privacy, breaking into the private house... Tsk tsk, you have already committed several crimes in just one sentence.

"I'm not afraid of you knowing, anyway, you have no proof." Chuya said arrogantly to Tangun.

Tangun lay down on the table and gave Chuya a middle finger.

"Tangun, did I say to fuck him directly?" Zhongya got drunk, so he started to come up with bad ideas.

He probably wouldn't come up with such an idea on weekdays, but he felt inexplicably angry.

"No." Tangun lay on his stomach and shook his head.

"Why?" Zhongya slapped Tangun on the back of the head and pushed him to the table.

Zhong Ye, who is drunk, always likes to use hands and feet, and beating people is even more normal, otherwise why would no one want to accompany him out for a drink.

That is to say, people like Tangun who can fight with him and can stand up to fight will be with him when he is depressed and has no other choice.

"That's Zhichan!" Tangun said vaguely.

"Zhijiang? Tch, why does this name remind me of that mackerel." Zhong said uncomfortably, "But that guy can indeed do women's clothing."

It's hard to say why he immediately thought of Dazai Osamu, probably because of his intuition as a partner and victim for many years. Tangun put his cheek on the table and looked at Chuya Nakahara with misty eyes: "Mackerel? Who is it?" ?”

"Huh? That's... a shameless bastard! He makes trouble for people all day long and talks about suicide, but he's always alive and kicking! If you want to die, die quickly! Isn't that guy's vitality too tenacious!" Nakaya After finishing speaking, he directly picked up the wine bottle and drank from the mouth of the bottle.

Tangun: "..." Does this keyword sound familiar?

Chuya suddenly turned around and grabbed Tangun's tie: "I said, your expression is not quite right? It looks like you have eaten fish guts."

Then he widened his eyes, and quickly realized something: "Wait, that guy who lied to you could be Dazai! Where is he! Tell me, tell me! I'm going to kill that guy! How dare you Blow up my car! It's my new car! I haven't driven it a few times! If I get to catch that bastard mackerel I'll..."

Tangun pushed Zhongya away: "You think too much, but you are surprised to hear that there are such people in the world..."

There was no answer in either.

He was pushed down on the bar by Tangun, and he was already snoring.

Evidently drunk.

Tangun stood up, picked up a bottle of wine on the bar staggeringly, and walked out of the bar.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve~ After a day of work, orz small theater——Chuya: Wait, Tangun, you guy didn't pay!

Tangun: Listening to gossip for so long is considered a payment!

Chuya: Obviously you called me out for a drink!Why should I pay? !And you guys are not afraid that something will happen to me if you leave me in the bar?

Writer Ango (random entry): Tangun only has Dazai in his eyes, and I was one of the poor people he threw into the bar.

Chuya: Anyway, that guy settled the bill for you!

Dazai: Well done, Tangun, you have captured my essence, and the dwarf will sponsor our dating expenses from now on!

Tangun: ...

Chuya: Bastard mackerel!