Mr. Dazai is angry every day

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Download the *liuqingchao system?What kind of instant sight is this when the Begonia flower enters Zongmanga!

Nakahara looked around warily. The shelves had no hidden functions. She could tell at a glance that she was surrounded by salesmen who were madly selling fruits to her, and boys with their butts pouted and hesitating before snacks.

Their expressions didn't change, and Zhong could be sure that they didn't hear that mechanical voice——

Is she the only one who can hear it?

-"That's right. I can talk to you directly. You can call me the Dirtytalk system, or you can call me dk. The system has detected that your standards are on the verge of collapse, so the host only needs to do tasks according to the system's requirements. You can quiet your ears."

"..."

-"The system will give an appropriate time to block negative voices based on the level of dk, the selected object, pure love and dirtytalk index~"

and many more.

Still looking for a partner, let others say dt?What a fucking shame! !Could it be that she found a person who threatened to say shameful words, and then broke the neck of the person? !

That's right, she is the new generation of murderers?

Although she is a mafia, she also has principles!

-"Host, you can think about it carefully. If it doesn't work, you can let someone try to say dt. You can try to see if what the system says is true~! The system will always wait for you to get fat."

This kind of rambunctious tone, no matter how you hear it, reveals Dazai's gloating and the need to be beaten for watching the excitement.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that she needed to calm down.

But before she could calm down, the low whizzing mechanical sound disappeared, replaced by dense negative voices rushing towards her face.

"I really want to die...Why did I live to be 24 years old...I'm still a service rice bug...I can only eat at home..."

"The boss is targeting me. I don't want to work anymore. But without a job, my family needs me to support..."

"I really want to die..."

Noisy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and unconsciously clenched his fingers tightly, pinching the cigarette case in his hand and deforming it.Until the sound of prompting came from around.

"Your smoke..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also came back to his senses, glanced at the squashed cigarette case, his brows crossed with irritability, and reached out for another pack of cigarettes: "I will pay together. You don't have to worry."

The salesperson's cute and handsome face was embarrassing, and he rubbed the edge of the tray with his hand, as if hesitating whether to continue selling the product. "That way you can..."

"Want to make extra money?"

The salesperson opened his wide eyes suspiciously, and his blue cat pupils were smudged, as if he was looking at a bright and bright Milky Way.Rang Zhong also aroused a rare conscience in his eagerness to try.

Maybe the system is a prank by Dazai?

But if she can really clean her ears, sleep well, do things in a stable manner, and return to the previous state of 100% vitality...she is really excited!

Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed lightly, with an unspeakable expression on Mingyan's arrogant face: "That's, for example, that, something like "separate *legs*", "I will be gentle with you"... um... …say to me."

The latter took an exaggerated step back, hugged himself tightly, and said righteously: "Although I, Yato, are just a nameless little god, I am not such a god!"

Ah, is it really abrupt?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also annoyed at his lack of composure, and took back the black card with his hand: "Sorry, I was reckless. I wanted to give you money as compensation after insulting you. I'm so sorry."

"?????"

Molested people, still get money, is there such a good thing? !

The salesman threw the tray on the ground with a "slap", and patted his chest, which was neither majestic nor strong, with righteous words: "Please insult me ​​vigorously! I'm not afraid of being abrupt! Come on, come and insult me!"

"........."

Nakahara also pushed away the approaching Yato, embedded him in the ground, and reflected on his restlessness again.

*****

Zhong Yuan Zhong also returned to the headquarters of Hong Kong Hei, lying bored on the sofa in the office, lazily flipping through the information he got from Sister Hongye.The information contained information about the missing person, without exception——

All are students of the same school.

"Advanced Nurturing High School." Nakahara Chuya followed the name of the school with his gaze, and read aloud: "Ayanokouji's school?"

If I remember correctly, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka is in a school with the highest strength. From the beginning of admission, the class will be divided into classes based on grades. In the end, the students in the class will compete with each other, and the students who fall behind will be expelled.

Zhong Yuanzhong also played with the pen in his hand, turned it around, his icy blue eyes casually glanced across the materials full of black characters, and the last deceased was named Ludi Meiya, an orange-haired girl from Class D of Senior One.

"Sure enough, it's Ayanokouji's class."

Mr. Mori should know that Ayanokoji belongs to Class D, so it stands to reason that he only needs to hand it over to Ayanokoji.Why should she intervene?

Is it—

Nakahara also thought of Dazai Osamu, who has made great achievements recently. When that idiot mackerel faced the boss, he didn't restrain his attitude at all.Was it really targeted by Mr. Mori on purpose?

Deliberately distracting himself, in order to warn Dazai,

Still want to implement some plans and Dazai rule game.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a bad thought, and the pen she was playing with in her hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and the loud sound made her shudder.Nakaya leaned out and fumbled for a pen beside the sofa, and picked it up.

The mood didn't get any easier.

If Mr. Sen really wanted to do something, if he pushed himself away, it meant that the target was not her.So Mr. Mori wants to attack the people around Dazai!

Zhong Yuan sat up from the sofa with a "chuckle": "I have to tell him..."

"Who are you going to tell what?"

The sleepy voice was lifeless and faint, revealing the coldness and laziness unique to 18-year-old boys.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also excited by the sudden voice, and turned his head to see a black figure standing in front of the door at some point: "Dazai? You don't make a sound when you walk!"

"It's clear that Chuya himself is too focused on his own thinking."

Dazai Osamu was wearing a black coat, with blood on his delicate face, and he was sad and lazy. He yawned casually, and slowly approached the sofa where Nakaya was lying.

The corners of the lips seemed to be raised up.

Osamu Dazai lazily rested his elbow on the armrest of the sofa, his one-sided iris-colored peach blossom eyes were slightly bent, and looked condescendingly at the beautiful ice-blue eyes: "Is this also my fault?"

You bastard is deliberately seducing people.

Zhong Yuanzhong curled her lips uncomfortably, and she sat up and leaned back on the sofa behind her: "I don't blame you, who do you blame? Dead mackerel. I was scared, no matter how you look at it, it's your fault."

and many more.

How strange it is to say this sentence, it seems that she is acting like a baby to Dazai unreasonably.

Zhong Yuanzhong also squeezed the body of the pen, trying to calm down: "What are you doing here?"

"Since Chuya said it was my fault." Dazai smiled so obediently with his eyes bent, and his tone was a little coaxing: "Then let me listen to the head of the little slug Chuya, why is he so troubled? For a long time, ah, the little slug has no idea of ​​its own brain capacity."

You don't need to worry about her brain capacity!

wrong!

"Who is a little slug!" Zhongya Nakahara grabbed the pillow at hand and threw it on Dazai's body: "I'm fine, if you don't cause trouble for me, I'll..."

The latter words were interrupted by Dazai approaching.

Nakahara Nakaya's head was completely blank, he forgot even the provocation, and was about to flee from Dazai Osamu's side as soon as she moved her foot. Unexpectedly, as soon as her left foot moved, Dazai Osamu grabbed her ankle before she could move her right foot.

The tender skin is wrapped in black silk, and a pair of beautiful legs look slender.But in the battle, it is full of explosive power. A hard kick can make the opponent's heart spit out.

Fierce and lustful.

Osamu Dazai turned his eyelashes away and his voice was hoarse.

"Want to escape?"

"chuya."

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his caught right foot: "Run away. Let me go! Being caught by a disgusting mackerel makes me sick. I told you to let go!"

The raised volume somewhat betrayed her nervousness.

Miss Nakahara kicked Dazai Osamu on the shoulder in anger, Dazai Osamu squinted his eyes, and directly dragged Nakaya's right foot and dragged him under him.

No longer in a hurry, he pressed the bandaged hand on the right side of Chuya's head, the soft leather sofa sank due to Dazai's weight, and Dazai's fingers passed through Chuya's collar, pulling him up slightly.

"What's wrong, so sensitive to my approach?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also not convinced: "I am not sensitive, because the fishy smell on your body is so disgusting! I hate you approaching because you are disgusting!"

"But what to do?"

"Sister Hongye should have told you, she told you to take care of yourself..." Osamu Dazai's lips curled up slightly, and he moved a little closer during his speech, paused intentionally, and the smile on the corners of his lips was weak.

"Use me."