My name is Dazai

It is not enough for the person behind you to run fast.

After all, no matter how fast Tangun ran, his speed would be slowed down by Dazai, and the other party's gaze was far faster than Tangun's running speed.

Tangun was also not familiar with the surrounding terrain, so he shouldn't have turned at random or tried to hide somewhere cleverly.

That would be to lose your current advantage.

"Go to the right." Tangun ran and heard the boy speak.

Tangun pulled him around without thinking.

The other party will not harm him.

After all, Tangun felt that he rescued him from some gangster, and he had no reason to trap him.

Although he turned sharply, the other party was at a distance from him, which was of no use.

Dazai guided Tangun around a few turns, and hid behind a garbage storage.

Tangun and Dazai squatted in the corner, waiting for the man to walk away cursing, and then came out.

"Ah... so dangerous." Tangun stretched his waist, and then patted some floating dust on his clothes.

"You are not afraid." Dazai followed behind Tangun.

"Do you have to be afraid of danger?" Tangun smiled, "You are from Yokohama."

"Not really, but I have been in Yokohama for the past few years." Dazai replied.

Tangun sighed: "As a foreigner, I know that Yokohama's alleys are not allowed to go casually. After living here for several years, how come you still don't know?"

"Yeah, why don't you know?" Dazai repeated Tangun's question.

Tangun didn't continue to ask, he didn't know Dazai very well, and there were too many accidents, there was always a possibility that Dazai would be here.

"What's your name?" Dazai took two steps forward, "I'm Dazai."

"...Tan." Tangun murmured in his heart, is there really someone with the surname Dazai?

But this is the dangerous Yokohama, so it's not surprising that the other party refused to reveal his real name. Tangun was even a little relieved that this stupid boy who had no sense of danger actually knew to use a pseudonym.

"Yeah." Dazai nodded.

Then the two of them had nothing to say.

Tangun walked down the street to get out of the residential area, and Dazai followed behind him.

Walking to the door of a family, the two stopped at the same time.

This family has a big white plum tree. Although it is planted in the yard, plum blossoms can be seen outside the yard.

The courtyard wall was built very high, and a layer of iron fence was added on top, which fully revealed the owner's dislike for those who had bad intentions against his Baimei.

"It's so beautiful." Tangun noticed that he and Dazai were looking at the plum blossoms, and added, "This kind of tree that blooms in winter is really resolute."

Dazai didn't know what he was thinking, he just stared blankly at the beautiful plum blossom, and didn't answer Tangun's question.

A white petal fell along the wind and landed on top of his head.

Dazai reached out to pluck the petal from the top of his head, but touched someone's finger.

The two tacitly wanted to take the petals down.

Tangun and Dazai's fingers touched each other, Tangun let go, and put the petal on top of Dazai's head again: "Please."

Dazai looked at Tangun, put down his own hand, and pressed against the petal.

He's obviously a boy, but he's really cute.

If the other party's gender was not male, Tangun felt that he would probably ask for a relationship on the spot.

"...Plum blossoms... I guess I like them." Dazai finally answered Tangun's previous question, "After all, they are beautiful flowers, even I would appreciate them."

It's just that the meaning behind plum blossoms really doesn't suit him.

Dazai didn't think he had any tenacity.

Hearing Dazai's words, Tangun reached out and touched the wall. The wall is very old-fashioned, and there are uneven places on it, which is convenient for him to use his strength.

He stepped on the sunken place, grabbed the protruding part with his hand, climbed up three times and grabbed the wall with one hand, and then he grabbed a branch of a white plum blossom with the other hand.He rested his elbows on the wall, looking down at Dazai.

Dazai looked up at him.

"How about this branch?" Tangun said with some satisfaction.

The flower he grabbed happened to be the one that attracted him and Dazai at the same time.

Dazai looked at the smug white cat, although the little cat looked very smug, but because of the lack of effort, although it had enough strength, it still trembled from scratching hard.

It was obviously showing off, but it turned out to be a bit embarrassing.

Dazai's mood became better: "Yeah, that's all."

Tangun tried his best to fold it, but he found that the joint of the bark was a bit tough and couldn't be torn off without force, so he grabbed the wall tightly and pulled back.

The whole plum blossom tree trembled and made a rattling sound. At this moment, the window was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a trendy hair color poked his head out and waved his hand angrily: "Hey! ,What are you doing."

Tangun suddenly let go of his hand, allowing his body to lean back and be pulled towards the ground by gravity.

Just as he was approaching the ground, he withdrew one leg and landed smoothly.

This action is very scary, and it is easy to scare the uninformed, after all, he looks like he will land on the back of his head.

He looked at Dazai proudly, but Dazai blinked, and the petals on his head remained motionless in their original position, as expected.

Tangun was greatly frustrated. It was the time when young people needed the approval of their peers. For the sake of their peers, they did not know how many dangerous things they could do.

"What, let me be amazed." Tangun stroked his hair, looking very distressed.

Dazai watched the white cat climb up the wall easily, this is not easy, it requires speed and strength.

As for Tangun's dangerous actions, in Dazai's eyes, they are not dangerous. The life of the port mafia is a thousand times or ten thousand times more dangerous than this.

And the cat who can go up the wall doesn't have to worry about him being unable to get down.

He watched the white-haired boy jump off the wall, his clothes and hair fluttered upwards due to resistance, and then slowly hung down.

The flowers that fell due to his actions are sprinkled one after another, and his distressed expression has a sense of innocence that is completely different from the atmosphere of the port mafia.

He reached out and stuffed the branch with a large plum blossom into Dazai's hand, then he held Dazai's hand tightly behind his back, and pulled Dazai to run with the vivacity and vigor of a young man: "Run, don't let that uncle catch you!" Come to us!"

Tangun's hand was very warm, when he held Dazai's hand, Dazai could clearly feel Tangun's body temperature.

He held the white plum branch that Tangun handed him in the palm of his hand, and Tangun wrapped his whole hand again.

He and Tangun passed through the shaken plum blossom petals, Dazai always felt his heart beat faster when he was pulling him.

This is not the same as the rapid heartbeat felt in the port mafia. This is probably the kind of rapid heartbeat full of youth, right?

Dazai felt that his rationality and sensibility were separated, while calmly dealing with today's events from the perspective of a bystander, while staring at Tangun intently, feeling the feeling of his heart beating faster.

He looked at Tangun, and what appeared in his mind was Tangun's smile when he put the white plum in his hand.The white hair slowly slid down Tangun's cheeks. It was originally a light hair color, which was a bit dazzling in the midday sun, but those sky blue eyes were not covered by the backlight. The white hair reflects light and looks even more beautiful.

Dazai gently covered his chest with his hand that was not held by Tangun.

"I'm sorry, uncle!" Tangun apologized loudly without any sincerity.

"Hey!" The uncle didn't seem to be very good at cursing, so he could only shout over and over again, "I didn't forgive you!"

This time Tangun did not take Dazai for a few steps, but stopped after a block.

He thought of what he did today, and suddenly became embarrassed, he turned his head to look at Dazai: "Uh, don't get me wrong, I'm not like this usually."

Tangun's personality is more outgoing, but he is far less crazy than he is today.

He thought it was probably because he had a good first impression of Dazai, so he got along very well with him, so he couldn't help but make a fuss.

Dazai lowered his eyelashes a little, but his eyes were still looking at Tangun, this action made him look tolerant and gentle.

Tangun felt that there was no need to explain, not because of the inability to communicate, but because the way Dazai looked at him was too gentle, so gentle that he knew that even if he was really crazy, Dazai would not hate him.

Dazai took the branch of white plum, put the flower under his nose and sniffed it gently, his movements carried a natural elegance and lightness.Instead of sniffing carefully, he put it under his nose for a few seconds before removing it.

Dazai laughed, and he laughed with a bewildering feeling. Judging from Tangun's years of love experience, Dazai definitely belongs to the type who can easily capture a girl's heart.

Tangun felt that if he knew how to take pictures, he was confident that he would be able to win an award if this photo was taken.

"Thank you." Dazai moved closer to Tangun, and rested his chin on Tangun's shoulder.

Tangun and Dazai had known each other for less than an hour, and the zero social distance and intimate movements should have made Tangun tense up, but Tangun didn't.

He just tensed up for a moment, then relaxed.

"You're welcome." Tangun stretched out his hand, and then thought about whether he would feel uncomfortable hugging Dazai Dazai now?Although Dazai is holding him, will the people of Yokohama be very vigilant?Will he be startled if he hugs Dazai himself?

He didn't think much about it. Although boys do this kind of intimacy rarely, it's not impossible.It's not unusual for best friends to hug each other for comfort.Judging by the bandages on Dazai's body, he should not be doing well.

So Tangun maintained this half-hugging posture and didn't move any more.

Then he didn't dare to move.

Because he felt his waist and abdomen being pressed against by something hard.

Tangun looked down and saw a gun pressed against his stomach.Tangun's mind went blank, this hardness, this shape, seems to be a gun... and here is Yokohama, a chaotic place, this gun might be a real gun.

Dazai raised his head with an innocent look, which made Tangun feel very divided: "I like you very much, how about being my girl...boyfriend?"

"If you don't agree, I'll shoot~" Dazai gestured with his hand for a pistol, and scratched his face, "Just kidding, if you don't agree, I'll attack you in another way."

Tangun: "..." That's what you said, but the muzzle of the gun in your hand didn't seem to move at all.

Do you give people choices?

"Don't look at me like that, it's just that I'm a little impatient, so I can only use this method to make a quick decision." Dazai defended himself.