My name is Dazai

Nakahara Chuya sat next to Dazai with arms folded, looking out the window vigilantly.

Since Dazai assassinated and usurped the throne, he hardly ever came out.

This time with the power?A meeting of the business department.

Ability?It is true that the Department of Affairs invited Dazai, but this matter is not so important, and it is not surprising that Dazai refused.

But Dazai agreed to the invitation inexplicably seeing the invitation, and the snow fell heavily outside the window, and the snowflakes swept over with an all-encompassing silence.

The visibility of the vehicle is not high, and there is likely to be an ambush.

After all, they are moving, and all that is needed to ambush is to wait and see.

You must not let your guard down at this time.

The fact that this guy mackerel usurped the throne made him very unhappy, but anyway, he is the current leader of the port mafia, and even if he is killed, there is no other suitable candidate to succeed him.

As a cadre of the port mafia, protecting the leader is a must.

Dazai sat in the middle of the car.When Nakahara looked back, he thought he would see Dazai staring blankly into the void again, but this time it didn’t seem to be the case, Dazai’s eyes were focused but staring out of the window, as if he was looking for something .

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

But he didn't have time to think about such things in the next second.

The impact of the explosion blasted the car in front of him into the air. For example, there were several cars among the ィカカペペック, and the other party couldn't tell which car Dazai would be in. Dazai probably turned into a grilled mackerel by now.

No, Dazai's intelligence probably wouldn't allow him to encounter such a thing, unless he did it on purpose.

Dazai was still looking at the snowflakes outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Doesn't seem to care what happened outside.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened the car door, and the windbreaker in his hand drew a round arc.

It opened amidst the filthy sadness, and the stray bullets that hit it were instantly returned.

"Who wants to defy gravity?"

Blizzard, blizzard.

Chuya's words were quickly swallowed up.

But in white?In the vast expanse, a red light shone slightly, attracting everyone's attention.

After calming down for a while, Dazai opened the car door and walked out of the car. No one expected that the assassinated target would just walk out without anyone's escort, calm as if he was just a passerby.

In the blizzard, Dazai wrapped up his scarf, tucked his hands into his sleeves like a high school girl, and gathered his coat.

His physical strength was not good, and he walked forward step by step in the snow that had been falling for a while.

Only?After a few steps, Dazai was a little out of breath from the wind and snow, and snow got into his shoes.

He walked quietly, for about five or six minutes, he came to a place with an iron gate.

В thirsty and Huanba school.

It says "Seagull Academy."

Dazai padded his sleeves, took out the hairpin hidden in his hair, inserted it into the keyhole, and opened the lock with a casual poke.

Then he opened the door with some ingenuity.

Dazai raised his hands and breathed a sigh of relief on them.

He felt that he was getting closer to Tangun.

He never saw the power?Asked by the В bran Kan from the social affairs department, he was yelling "promise them" in his mind.He originally thought that Tangun had special abilities?Inside the service department, but he didn't see it.

Originally he returned disappointed, but looking at the heavy snow, he seemed to feel Tangun.

When he was attacked, he even felt that something was calling him.

so cold.Dazai walked aimlessly in the academy, leaving a string of lonely footprints on the snow.

He went under a tree.

There has been a lot of snow under the tree.

Dazai looked at the bulging snowdrifts in the Вcarrying haze, and his whole body was completely cold from the soles of his feet to his heart.

He knelt down on the ground, reached out and inserted his hands into the snowdrift, and then started digging the snowdrift directly with his hands.

The outside of the snow was still soft, but after digging for a while, it became hard.

It seems that someone has crushed the snow.

What is buried in the snow.

Dazai felt as if he was going to vomit.

Tangun...Tangun...

Don't act like he thought.

Dazai dug the snowdrift with his fingers. After digging for a while, he touched something like hair.

white?The white hair and snow are the same color.

"Tan, Tangun?" Dazai's voice sounded like he was about to cry, he called softly.

His whole throat seemed to be blocked with a stone.

Dazai's hands trembled.

Then continue digging the pile of snow little by little.

After about half an hour, a complete corpse appeared in the snow.

Between teenagers and youth, there is white?Men with colored hair?His hands were folded on his stomach, and snowflakes fell on the eyelashes of his tightly closed eyes.

Dazai lifted the corpse's head.

The whole body had been frozen stiff, as if it had been thrown in a freezer for several hours, and there were bruises on the back of the neck, probably because it had been wrung out and died.

But the limbs of Tangun's corpse were not stiff. Compared to death, he seemed to be asleep, like a sleeping beauty in the snow.

He did find Tangun, but he found a Tangun who was dead and completely chilled out.

"Tangun, wake up." Dazai's voice was trembling, he gently shook Tangun's shoulder, "Please wake up for a while... I finally found you... Please tell me something Say..."

He has found his lover, but the other party has been dead for a long time.

He and Tangun missed out.

He and Tangun totally missed it.

He and Tangun had completely missed each other's death.

Dazai felt that his whole body was split open, his nose was sore, although he didn't shed tears, but the despair of his whole body was hard to describe in words.

To Dazai, what kind of existence is Tangun?

Not the sun, Tangun's warmth was never harsh or hot.

More like a lamp that would turn on in the dark, he would always be waiting for Dazai.

It's not the earth, Tangun didn't tolerate it enough

Just talking about Tangun's "no bottom line" towards Dazai seems not suitable to use this kind of words to describe it.

For Dazai, what kind of existence is Tangun?

Doesn't fit any great words to describe it.

It is a cup of warm water in the cool weather of autumn.Put your hand on the wall of the cup to absorb the warmth, and after taking a sip, your whole body will be warmed up.

But now...

He touched Tangun's cold and stiff cheek, silently lowered his head, buried his whole body in the hollow of his neck, his shoulders twitched slightly.

What he was looking forward to was the survival of Oda Tsukuru, and the reunion with Tangun.

He had already thought about what to do after reuniting with Tangun.

Holding Tangun coquettishly, telling his distress.

Wanting to tease Tangun, watching Tangun being spoiled by him and having to clean up the mess for him.

It sounds nasty, but it's the love between them.

Tangun is dead, no matter how good he imagined, these are just like bubbles, non-existent fantasies that will burst with a poke.

On the tree, snowflakes gather to form a human figure.

The goblin from the snow clawed at the branches, not daring to make a sound.

Excuse me, who are you?

Xuenv looked at the man lying on her dead body, expressing great sorrow, and was sure that she had never seen this man before.

And the age is not like the one he met before his death...

So why are you so sad?

Xue Nu fell into doubt.

Zhongyuan Zhong also knew one thing a long time ago.

Port mafia bosses are perverted.

From the previous predecessor, В carrying Zhiying, to the predecessor В, carrying Jufu Chiwu, to the current guy who looks wrong no matter what...

"So, you put this corpse in the office, are you a souvenir from that time?" Nakahara Nakaya's face burst into blue veins, "Do you want me to go to the morgue and find you a few more for you to open?" A harem?"

It was just assassinated once, so why did it feel like a strange switch was turned on.

When he found Dazai, Dazai was hugging the corpse, and he seemed to be about to pass out. He didn't know whether it was an emotional breakdown or Blizzard let his body temperature pass away.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that this guy had found a suitable person to die in love and planned to get a lunch together.

He knew that Dazai's state had not been right all along, maybe the leader of the gang was really not suitable for human beings, but there seemed to be some light in Dazai's eyes before, although it was getting weaker and weaker, it did exist.

Although he scolded him for self-love, Nakahara Chu also doubted whether Dazai knew this person, or why he reacted so strongly, "But none of them are Tangun." Dazai said softly.

There is a white in the wooden coffin?Men with hair?Sleeping deeply, the top of the coffin is a layer of glass, from which the face of the person in the coffin can be seen.

He stroked the coffin with his hand, and the expression on his face was almost empty.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt cold on his body, and a chill chilled his whole body to the bottom of his heart.

It's not because of the low temperature in the leader's room now, but because of Dazai В relying on food and talking about it.

"Chuya, there is something I want to leave to you." Dazai sat back in his seat, and wrote down Tangun's name and birthday on a piece of paper.

Even if the world changes, these two things should remain the same.

He must investigate exactly what kind of death Tangun suffered this time.

They still have Tangun's face in their hands, it's better than looking for it without knowing anything.

Not much information, but definitely not too little.

Nakaya took the note, and was not surprised by the information that seemed to appear out of nowhere, Dazai was the kind of guy who seemed to know the information out of nowhere.

"The Port Mafia...will make him...or they will pay in blood."

Dazai turned his head sideways, looking at the coffin beside him, with a strange tenderness on his expression.

Then he turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya, the gentle expression on his face disappeared.

Only?There is terrible indifference.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took off his hat and saluted: "Obey, leader."

The author has something to say: Small theater—Tangun (probing): Dude, why are you crying?

Dazai (sobbing): Is this actually a play where the love between humans and ghosts is unfinished?

Tangun (retracts): Why is the first reaction to play?ran away.

Dazai (pull): Come back to me!

This article is also known as Tan, the big guy in women's clothing.

The main line that comes to mind at the moment is the combination of the boy Hanako-kun and fictional reasoning.

Possible Tanguns - Canary Tan and JK Tan for the leader.

Tangun had completely lost his sense of shame about women's clothing.

That certain rooftop in the comment area who said he was going to write about supernatural powers... write it for me! ! ! ! !

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I made complaints about Tan Fumi's name...the name is true...but I think Tan Yixiong and his father's naming skills are not very good. I named my son Taro, Jiro... I don't think I need to say how vulgar this name is.

Part of the reason why Tangun is a witch instead of Dazai in the episode about Witch Dan is that San San Dan himself is a bit annoyed by religion.

And the witch = Butei, the Holy See = Hong Kong.black, so...

Witch Fukuzawa Yukichi/Kunikida and the evil "cross out" QB "cross out" black cat, in order to attract cats and make a contract with the evil "cross out" QB "cross out" black cat...

Wouldn't it be more interesting this way?

Hey hey hey.