Be a Superstar in Yokohama

018: Little blood and guests

Nakahara Chuya doubled his bathing time today.

Because of Hakari's habit, the first person who arrives home always turns on the air conditioner and humidifier. Now the room is warm, and Nakahara just comes out wearing a bathrobe and doesn't feel cold.

Holding two cups of hot cocoa, he casually walked to the living room, put down the mug, and sat down on the sofa.Hakari sat on the side, but his eyes did not fall on the TV, but he was communicating with the doctor who replied to him before.

When asking questions, he blurred some information, and didn't mention anything about the blood race, coming to this world, etc., otherwise it would probably be regarded as a role-playing post.

However, considering his amnesia and other circumstances, the doctor suspected that he might have a dual personality, and suggested that he seek a professional psychiatrist for a diagnosis.

Yu Shou checked this disease, it is a kind of mental illness, just reading the introduction can't help but make him look solemn.

Although I don't know if the blood race will suffer from diseases like humans, it seems not surprising that I have mental illness in my own situation.

After all, he has been a wandering soul for so long, unable to contact and communicate with anyone, living in the cold all day long, without feeling pain or touch... Just the residual impression has already made him feel irritable and anxious.

If he has memory... Hakari really doesn't want to think about this possibility.

It's a miracle not to be crazy, but it's normal to be crazy.

The doctor said that the dual personality may have appeared to protect himself, and Hakari accepted this statement more than other causes.

What would happen if the disease were cured by human means?Will he regain his memory?

After careful consideration, Hakari decided to give up treatment and happily be a mental patient.

After telling the doctor netizen about his decision, he unexpectedly received a friend invitation, and his situation seemed to interest the other party.

Hakari also doesn't mind adding one to his friends list. Knowing a doctor is not a bad thing for him, and the other party's tone is gentle, and he looks like a caring and good doctor.

Hearing the footsteps beside him, Hakari turned his head, Jianzhong also used the movement of moving his neck to cover up the unnatural turning of his head, and asked indifferently, "Is there any smell?"

Hakari blinked, his dark red pupils reflected Chuya's actions, and understood what he was asking.

He leaned over and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose.

"Zhong also changed the shower gel, this time it's citrus-flavored." He said cheerfully.

"Who asked you this!"

Hakari stretched Nakahara Nakaya's smooth arm in front of him, lowered his head and sniffed for a while.

"It still smells like it did before."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "What is the smell?"

"Well..." Hakari analyzed carefully, "It's different from others, it tastes delicious."

"If it's not shampoo or the scent it's contaminated with, could it be deodorant, uh—"

Hakari, who had been hit again, looked over aggrieved, and didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

And I'm already mentally ill, it's not good to play my brain.

The person concerned returned to the room in a panic, and Hakari picked up the hot cocoa, sipped it, and suddenly laughed softly.

——Chung is so cute.

December 12th, Christmas Eve.

Lupine is an old pub, located in the basement, not inconspicuous, usually only regular customers come here.

"Tomorrow is Christmas..." the copper-haired young man sighed.

There is mistletoe hanging on the door at the entrance of the bar, and there are many more Christmas decorations in the store. No matter how dull people are, they will realize what festivals these two days are.

"Having a headache about presents for the children?" said the dark-haired teenager next to him, a quasi-cadre.

"The presents for the children are all ready, and I'm thinking about Ango."

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, and took out two palm-sized gift boxes with cartoonish wrapping paper from the inner pocket of the windbreaker, "It seems that this year's gift can't be delivered to him, and he obviously bought it together when buying gifts for the children."

Two gift boxes.

Osamu Dazai was slightly stunned, quickly took away the gift box with his name card written on it, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture.

"The gift will not wait until it is out of date, I will send it to Anwu to see!"

"No need." The young man with glasses who was coming down the steps of the door set his eyes on the two of them, "I also brought you Christmas presents. I just came back from a business trip in Europe, and the Christmas atmosphere over there is really strong."

He took a seat next to Oda Sakunosuke, and took out two well-packed gift boxes from his satchel.

He also reminded Osamu Dazai, who was about to move his fingers: "Christmas presents will not be opened until Christmas morning."

Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand, lay on the bar counter and muttered, looking at the two of them through the amber liquor.

He muttered: "Isn't it just me who is not prepared?"

The boss put the wine glass in front of Ango Sakaguchi, and Ango Sakaguchi took advantage of the situation and said, "Then you can pay for today's drink."

At this time, Osamu Dazai took out two gift boxes tied with hemp rope with a "clang clack clack": "I have it too!"

There are messy pictures on the wrapping paper with a white background.

Ango Sakaguchi was shocked by the weird packaging of the gift box, and it took him a while to recover his voice: "Is this on the packaging... the spell of exorcising demons?"

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly realized and nodded: "It's a gift of safety."

"No... that's not what I meant."

"I drew it myself!" Dazai Osamu introduced excitedly, "It's your portrait."

"very creative."

"Mr. Odasaku, do you really think this is a portrait?" Ango Sakaguchi held the gift box tremblingly.

"Isn't it?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"Yes." Osamu Dazai confirmed.

Ango Sakaguchi sighed while resting his forehead. He always felt that if he entangled with this topic again, he would lose. He simply raised his glass and said, "Anyway, let's have a toast to Merry Christmas."

"cheers--"

The three of them continued chatting, their topics were not restrained and had no theme, and they would go to strange places while chatting.But it is precisely this kind of atmosphere that has become the relaxation of the three working in Mafia in their spare time.

There were more customers in the bar on Christmas Eve than usual, and some regular customers came to the boss with an album.

"Boss, this is Liulijiang's album that I bought in line today. I can't wait to go home and listen to it. Can I play it here?"

The owner of the bar took the album and not only agreed to show it, but also moved out a very retro TV and put it on the bar to play the MV.

The clear voice of the idol sounded, and the three people at the counter also listened intently for a while, and sighed that it would be more artistic to listen to it with the snow scene.

Before the topic turned to "what celebrity do you like", Oda Sakunosuke watched the MV on TV and said "ah".

Looking at the other two, it was a weak young man with his eyes blindfolded on the screen.

"It's him." Osamu Dazai thought of the little star who was fooled by him on SNS, but couldn't get any routines out of him, his eyes darkened, "Just became an entertainer, does Odasaku know him?"

Oda Sakunosuke said: "I saw it on the show, a late-night food show. He also likes the curry shop I often go to. The boss is very impressed with him and even showed me his show."

He thought of something, and said casually: "He said on the show that he likes Mr. Chuya very much."

"It was said on the show?" Ango Sakaguchi was surprised.

"Wow~" Osamu Dazai immediately became interested. He found the program with his mobile phone, leaned the mobile phone next to the wine glass and stood it, and pressed the play button after the full screen.

He knew that Jiulan Yushou was also related to Zhong Yuanzhong, but he didn't expect to say so daringly, it would be hard for Mr. Mori not to notice.

However, within a few minutes of the show, the schadenfreude on his face, ready to watch the show, disappeared.

"Pfft—the duo-black group of underground idols." Ango Sakaguchi laughed and thumped the table.

"The job of a quasi-cadre is not easy." Oda Sakunosuke sighed, "Dazai, do you need me and Ango to help you?"

Osamu Dazai put the phone on the table expressionlessly and made a "snap".

He now believes that this little star doesn't know the identity of Chuya Zhongyuan at all, and he didn't contact him deliberately.

To have misunderstood Chuya's identity to such an extent... Interesting.

Osamu Dazai lost most of his interest in that blood race after chatting a few times, but he didn't expect such a surprise.

He clicked on the private chat interface of SNS, and found that the other party left him a message today, saying that he had prepared a Christmas present for him, and put it in a certain store, so he could pick it up by himself.

And I sincerely thanked myself for teaching him, so he successfully appeared in the MV, and put this album and present together, hoping he can see it.

Osamu Dazai looked at the TV aside, recalling that short performance.

Is he really as silly and sweet as Zhong Ye?

Dazai still couldn't quite believe it.

He thought about the recent rumors in the organization, and said in a gossip tone: "Anwu just came back from Europe. I didn't know that this little star is a little lover who was raised by Chuya. Many people in the organization know about it."

He pretended not to know, and hypocritically smeared: "It's really too much to lie to the other party that he is an underground idol. Maybe Yushou-kun is trying to earn money to support Zhongya."

Ango Sakaguchi, who was laughing, was choked, and it took him a while to recover. He said in disbelief, "Mr. Chuya?! How is this possible."

Chuya Nakahara is only 17 years old, and he will not turn 18 in four months.But the most important thing is that Zhongyuanzhong is not at all like someone who would do such a thing.

Taking care of lovers is indeed very common in Mafia, but that is Mr. Nakaya, and there is no sign of love in him at all.

I have been on a business trip for a while, so there is so much information?

Thinking of the workload ahead tomorrow, Ango Sakaguchi suddenly felt that the wine in front of him was tasteless.

Oda Sakunosuke accepted it well, and he didn't have much contact with Nakahara, as a low-level member, he was used to this kind of thing.

From here the topic of the three of them turned in a weird direction.

And Nakahara Chuya, who was discussed by them and smeared by Osamu Dazai, had just finished a small gathering with his friends at this time.

Hakari heard the doorbell and went to open the door, and saw a blond young man in a jacket coming back with Nakahara Chuya on his back. The blond young man was dressed in a rock style and wore a pair of sunglasses on his face.

After seeing Hakari, the blond young man grinned brightly and said enthusiastically, "Hey, it's the first time we meet, Hakari, I'm Chuya's friend Dumb Bird."

"you know me?"

Dumbbird laughed: "I watched your show! Come on, come on! I wish you an early debut."

"Thank you." Zhongye's friends are also good people.

Hakari looked at Chuya Nakahara, and he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Zhongyuan Zhong also broke away from the dumb bird, and stood swayingly, looking much more awake.

He stared at Dumbbird, with some belated awareness, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're pouring me wine again."

Dumbbird giggled: "Everyone really wants to hear Zhongye sing. Yukari, the person has been delivered, so I'll go first~"

The rest of the two returned to the room. There were not only sumptuous dishes sent by the restaurant, but also some decorations such as Christmas trees with lights. They were all made by Nakahara Chuya and Hakari in the past two days.

But looking at the situation in Zhongye, Zhongyuan, he has already eaten outside.

Hakari asked suspiciously: "Will Chuya still eat later?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked towards the master bedroom.

"Eat, someone will come later, I'll change clothes, if the doorbell rings, you just open it."

It turns out that there are guests coming tonight.

Hakari nodded and waited in the living room for a while, and the doorbell rang soon after.

He went to open the door again, but was stunned when he just opened a crack in the door.

There were two people at the door, one of them had a breath very similar to Zhong, while the other's breath...

He suddenly pushed open the door, raised his head, and looked at the black wavy long-haired young man with a stern face and a familiar atmosphere all over his body.

Hakari blurted out: "Father."

Nakahara Nakahara, who just walked out after taking a shower, also heard this sentence suddenly.

"what?"

Was it because he was drunk and had auditory hallucinations?Otherwise, how did you hear Haruki call Rimbaud——father?