The daily life of black Shizai and Buteizai after the interpenetration

22-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

It was getting dark, Nakahara Nakahara was also walking ahead, and the 18-year-old Dazai Osamu who had just turned into an adult followed behind with his windbreaker.

On the way, Zhong Yuanzhong also bought a lot of things and handed them all to Osamu Dazai.He turned his head and glanced at the people behind him. Osamu Dazai was putting one hand in his pocket, Chuya Nakahara's windbreaker was hanging on his arm, and the other hand was carrying a pocket. This idle appearance was particularly inconsistent with the bandages on his face.

Nakahara Chuya let out a "poof" laugh. This 18-year-old Dazai Osamu is like a standard mafia. He wanted to play tricks on this kid so he gave Dazai Osamu all the things, but he didn't expect that Dazai Osamu didn't complain at all. No.

"What are you laughing at?" Osamu Dazai looked down at him.

"Laugh at you for being handsome!"

The future of the 18-year-old Osamu Dazai has changed. Perhaps he no longer needs to whitewash his background, nor does he need to become a social animal in an armed detective agency.But... After all, he is no longer in that world, so what about the future?

"You clearly know it in your heart, Chuya." Osamu Dazai said, "In your heart, I am handsome."

"Fuck you! Little mackerel, you are as shameless as that Dazai."

Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to be talking about his thoughts, he hurried forward a few steps, his face was a little red, and he didn't want Dazai to see it.

"Hi! You're really here~"

Gojo Satoru's voice appeared again. This guy led his two students on different time trajectories. Listening to the current tone, it seemed that this time he brought good news.

"It's you again." Nakahara Chuya and Dazai stopped, and he subconsciously asked, "Did you find our Dazai?"

"Chuya really cares about that Dazai Osamu."

When the sour taste comes up, the 18-year-old Osamu Dazai is indeed very protective of food.

"Yo~" Gojo Satoru immediately understood when he heard this, and he immediately said, "The 22-year-old Osamu Dazai is also following the 18-year-old kid."

"Hmph, the dead mackerel that people hate." Nakahara Nakaha let out a "bah" in his heart, and then he felt sorry for his 18-year-old self. He knew what Osamu Dazai was like, and I'm afraid the 18-year-old Nakahara Nakahara would also be killed Osamu Dazai is going to be mad.

However, since he knew that the 22-year-old Osamu Dazai was fine, he was relieved.

"You must have used the method I mentioned, right?" Gojo Wu confirmed, "There are people you are thinking of in these two worlds, right?"

Osamu Dazai looked at Gojo Satoru and didn't answer, but this was also a tacit consent.

"I see that you are all safe, and our mission has been completed. Then I wish you a pleasant journey, let's go back first. If there is anything, I will come to inform you~"

Gojo Satoru didn't tell the truth, but wished Dazai good luck. After all, Zhongyuan Chu is also very difficult to deal with.

After the three conjurers left, Nakahara Chuya stretched his waist, this time with his heart in his stomach, and he walked home again with peace of mind.

"Zhongye~"

"what's up?"

Too lazy to care about this little mackerel, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't look back.

"I said before that I changed it again because I was thinking of you." Osamu Dazai said.

"Oh, how?"

"Zhong is the one I am thinking of."

……

"Oh."

"Did you miss me there?"

"Of course there is!"

"Then what are you thinking about me?"

"I hope you don't grow taller all the time!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled, his smile was as bright as the afterglow of the sun.

18-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

"Uh……"

Nakahara was pressed against the table by Osamu Dazai, his face was facing the computer screen, and on the screen was the enlarged face of Mori Ogai, so clear that he could even see what he ate at noon.

"Wow~"

Just now Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai were arguing like children sumo wrestling, but they accidentally dialed Mori Ogai's connection.

Osamu Dazai was not embarrassed, he never was embarrassed at all.

But Zhong Yuan was so embarrassed that he wanted to die.

"I... I pressed the wrong button." Nakahara Chuya's pupils turned into peas for a moment, but as far as his appearance is concerned, even if the pupils are turned into peas, he is cute and tight.

His head was suddenly held down by Osamu Dazai, Chuya Nakahara's peasy eyes instantly focused, and he turned to look at Osamu Dazai, only to hear Osamu Dazai say: "Ah, Chuya, our secret has finally been discovered~"

"Secret? What secret do we have?"

Central Plains was also at a loss.

"That's what you see, Mr. Mori." Osamu Dazai looked confident, as if hinting something to Mori Ogai.

"Oh..." Mori Ogai was not surprised at all, but seemed to be expected: "Next time, take the computer farther away."

"Ok."

Osamu Dazai said.

"Since the bandages on your face have been taken off, then I won't bother you, please continue."

Then, with a "pop", Mori Ogai disconnected the video, and the computer screen went quiet, as if someone was peeping.

"..."

Zhongya Nakahara was still lying on the table, but several capitalized periods hurriedly floated in front of his eyes, and he blinked his eyes for a long time before turning his head and asking, "Hey, Dazai."

"Ok?"

Osamu Dazai gently poked his head towards Nakahara Chuya, as if waiting for Nakahara Chuya's question.

"What is the boss talking about? What does it mean to bother us... what does it mean to take off your bandages?"

"Oh, he thought I was that 18-year-old Osamu Dazai here."

"I understand this!" Zhong Yuanzhong also roared: "I mean what did he misunderstand?!"

"He mistook me for the 18-year-old Osamu Dazai~"

Osamu Dazai continued to be confused by Chuya Nakahara, not answering directly, like playing with a child.

But he can't treat Zhongya Zhongya as a child, they have to do what adults do.

"Then... what do you mean by taking off the bandage?"

Central Plains also asked.

"Oh, your boss is not good at Chinese."

After finishing speaking, Osamu Dazai threw Chuya Nakahara onto the bed, and the two continued their unfinished fight, as if sumo wrestling at home.

In fact, they are all expressing their inner joy for reunion.

It's just that the expression of joy is different.

"Go to hell, kill you, old mackerel!" Nakahara Nakaya shouted while grabbing Osamu Dazai by the collar.

"I suggest you drink more milk, little slug~" Osamu Dazai looked up as if begging for death.

"What do you need to say? I drink every day!" Nakahara Nakaya realized what he had exposed after finishing speaking.

"You really think you are short~" Osamu Dazai vowed not to give up today.

"You die for me!"

"I'm on the way to die every day, but I can't die, it seems that it's because you are still alive, why don't we die for love ~ Zhong Ye."

Therefore, Osamu Dazai took out a copy of "One Hundred Perfect Ways to Die for Love", which is an extra chapter of his suicide manual.

22-year-old Chuya Nakahara——

After finally returning home, Zhong Yuan put the hat on the shelf, then turned around and said, "Hey, I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

"Yeah, it just occurred to me, Chuya, your injury is still not healed?" Osamu Dazai leaned on Chuya Nakahara's shelf, he looked out of place among the rows of hats.

After all, he thought it was gimmicky.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked down at his body. That's right, for him, the battle was only two days old, and his injury is indeed not healed yet.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said that he took off his coat, and he hurriedly climbed into his closet. He has been sleeping here for the past two days, and he didn't have time to tidy it up, so it was still very messy.

"What are you doing?" Dazai asked.

Nakahara also turned his back to Osamu Dazai, he knelt in the closet and hurriedly made the bed: "I, I have been busy these two days, so I don't have time to change the sheets. I didn't know which little mackerel slept here before, it stinks to death .”

Looking at Osamu Dazai from the corner of the eye, Osamu Dazai was listening to his words and laughing, but the man tripped over something under his feet as soon as he took two steps, and looked down, it turned out to be a pillow.

Seemingly familiar, Osamu Dazai bent down and picked up the pillow. He thought about it carefully, and finally recalled the past. For him, this pillow was the one he used at Nakaya's home in Zhongyuan two years ago.

Seeing this pillow lying alone on the ground, Osamu Dazai understood. He knew Nakahara Chuya's awkwardness too well. It was probably Nakahara Chuya lying in the closet, cursing, "Little mackerel, it stinks!" One side threw the pillow out.

At this time, Nakahara was also feeling more and more guilty. He saw all the movements of Osamu Dazai, and felt a stream of hot sweat dripping from the top of his head. After that, he thought he was very smart and raised his head to seize the opportunity : "I was so drunk yesterday that I didn't even notice the pillow fell off!"

"Oh~" Who would have thought, Osamu Dazai threw the pillow into the closet with a "whoosh", hitting Nakahara Chuya right on the back of the head, and then asked, "What is Chuya doing? Do you want a pajama closet today?"

"I'm in the pajama closet these days."

"Alright."

"What are you doing? Ah, hello! What are you doing?!"

Nakahara didn't understand either, but when he turned his head, Osamu Dazai jumped on him.Osamu Dazai actually climbed into the closet and smashed Chuya Nakahara completely.The 18-year-old has already grown up, and the wardrobe can't accommodate his 1.8-meter-one height. In addition, Nakahara Chuya, the two of them squeezed together in the closet, and Nakahara Chuya even felt that his wardrobe was about to be crushed. .

"Zhongye."

"What are you doing?!"

There was a huge face hanging above Chuya Nakahara's head. It was Dazai Osamu who propped up his arms and locked Nakahara Chuya firmly in the closet. The man looked down at Chuya Nakahara's eyes, and suddenly raised a Come, take off the bandages on your eyes, like undressing.

"You, you, what are you doing?"

Nakahara also looked at Osamu Dazai's eyes under the bandage, those eyes were like the ocean and the universe, deep and mysterious.

"Zhong is also a smart person, you should understand what I mean?"

"What, what do you mean?"

"In the past two years, I have felt more and more that you are mine and belong to me alone, so I came back here."

"..."

"Do you understand this time? Chuya."

"..."

Nakahara looked at the face of Dazai Osamu who was close at hand, and his eyes suddenly went dark. It was Dazai Osamu who threw the bandage on his face, covering his blue eyes and beating heart.

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The author has something to say:

【small theater:】

18 Dazai: The bandages have been taken off, I confess my love first.

22 Dazai: Are you confessing your love?

18 Dazai: Otherwise?

22 Dazai: You overestimated the IQ of 22 Chuya.

18 Dazai: Beating a dog depends on the owner, be careful, only I can say that the 22-year-old Nakaya is stupid.

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22 Chuya: What is he talking about?

18 Zhongye: He is provoking you.

22 Zhongye: Then I won't beat him to death? !

18 Zhongye: Yes, beat him to death quickly!

22 Zhongye: I'll go right away.