With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"Where's that bastard?!"

Osamu Dazai saw Nakahara Nakaya standing at the door who had kicked open the door. He lifted the brim of his hat slightly with one hand, revealing a pair of piercing blue eyes.

Osamu Dazai held the dinner plate in front of him, looking scared, of course he was pretending.

"Who knows~"

He drew the end of his voice, and spoke in a tone that would definitely annoy Nakahara Chuya.

"Then I'll take you first." Nakahara Chuya's eyes turned bright, and Dazai Osamu shouted, "Hey Chuya, I'm obviously not the one who provoked Nakaya, wow, Nakaya, you are really angry from embarrassment ! Absolutely!"

Osamu Dazai, who was madly pulling hatred while running, perfectly interpreted what it means to be immortal, but this small building may not be able to keep.

"Even if you are the leader, you are still so irritable and irritable!"

"Since you and him have teamed up to deceive me, you should be prepared to bear it."

Osamu Dazai was leaning against the wine cabinet, and he firmly grasped the famous wine on it as a shield.

Probably because as a leader he seldom do it himself, the other Nakahara Chuya is not as strong as the one he knew... Osamu Dazai even thought about it casually, but he was familiar with every step and every move of Nakahara Chuya Of course he can easily dodge.

It's the same person after all.

"Ah, Chuya is indeed so poor that he doesn't even have the money to pay for this bottle of wine."

Osamu Dazai figured everything out.

After all, the Central Plains in front of him is also an outsider.

Although he murdered and set fire, he would obediently compensate and help the old lady to cross the road...

Osamu Dazai chuckled, adding another fire to the smoldering Central Plains with his fists in front of him.

But Zhong Yuanzhong also calmed down.

The flames on him were getting smaller and smaller.

Now it was Osamu Dazai's turn to be dumbfounded.

It's over, it's over, there is still a big gap between him and the irritable dwarf he knew in this level.

Nakahara Nakaya calmly snatched the wine from Dazai Osamu and put it on the counter, not forgetting to raise the corner of his mouth to show a murderous smug smile.

Dazai Osamu secretly made a mistake, so he decided to sell his teammates: "Your leader is going to kill someone, are you really not afraid of being hammered into rotten fish cakes if you are still watching?!"

Nakahara followed Osamu Dazai's gaze, and sure enough, he saw the white-haired man walking out of the corner, and he raised his hand guiltily to get a haircut.

"...That Chuya."

He opened his mouth as if mentally prepared.

And Dazai Osamu had already taken the opportunity to sneak out of Nakahara Chuya's attack range, he waved his hand with a smile, "Chuya~ besides lying to you and fooling you with supernatural powers, he knows everything but doesn't say anything! After a good interrogation, maybe the person closest to me is an undercover agent!"

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin, and nodded his head in a serious manner.

"That—true—yes, it's too—"

Before the syllable of pity was uttered, Dazai Osamu was smashed head-on with a bottle of wine, Nakahara Nakaya and Ye turned their heads at the same time: "Shut up!"

"Cut~"

Osamu Dazai turned around, and the hem of the windbreaker fluttered with his movements, "Well... I have already paid enough, and I will not be in charge of it... What should I do, why not go back to the detective agency. "

He gave a low chuckle.

Immediately, he walked away from the incident with brisk enough steps.

"Okay, so how do you quibble."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at Ye, his voice was indifferent, implying volcanic anger that had not yet erupted, and the expression of the other party he had a panoramic view of was covered by white hair, Ye blinked slowly, somewhat mechanically Blinking, "...I was wrong."

On the surface he hesitated, but in fact he was confident.

Zhongyuan Zhong was almost laughed out of anger.

"I just."

Seeing Nakahara Chuya's expression getting colder and colder, as if ice shards were falling down.

Ye sighed.

"Actually, I just think it's too cruel for Chuya."

"what?!"

Zhong Yuan suddenly raised his head to look at him, because the movement was too large, even his hat was lifted by the wind, Ye Yanjiu flashed to Zhong Yuan's side and raised his hand to catch it.

"that is……"

Ye stood behind Zhongyuan Zhongye, and pressed back his somewhat messy hair. It was probably because he had done this kind of thing a lot before, and Zhongyuan Zhongye didn't resist, allowing him to straighten his somewhat long hair again. , placed on one side, and even Ye put the hat on for him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the man's somewhat cold breath from top to bottom, and the ice-snow-like coldness that could only be faintly felt when he got close, and his mood was subtly calmed down.

In terms of pleasing people... Ye can be said to be the kind who gets full marks without knowing it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought indiscriminately.

"After all... Dazai has just been sent away, and I will be sent away... Well, the wine that Chuya can drink has already been finished."

Ye seemed to think of something, and gave a low laugh. His voice was gorgeous and elegant, with an aristocratic accent... Although it was the tone that Zhongyuan Zhong also used to describe "sickness", but I have to mention What's more, when he deliberately wants to attract people, his charm is also full.

"...Tch, there is a batch of 30-year-old fine wine among the goods intercepted at the dock last time. Don't worry, there are still some wines for memorial service."

Nakahara Zhong also watched him circle around in front of him again, putting on his usual light smile.

"Then can you share the wine with me this time?"

"what?"

How can anyone clamor to drink wine in honor of their own death?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he still underestimated Ye.

Then I belatedly realized that I was being led away by Ye again, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that he was like boiling water that was about to boil, and then he was forced to pour several times more than the amount of water, and the cold ice was suddenly cooled down swallowed up.

Very angry, but not angry at all.

Forget it.

The Central Plains also compromised.

"...What do you drink? Don't think that this matter is over. You concealed me, deceived me, and plotted. If you don't make it clear, you will be locked up in the interrogation room."

Zhong Yuan actually wants to know more.

Is the leaf in front of him real, or is it the phantom that dangled before his eyes from time to time a long time ago.

Separate your soul from the supernatural power, store it in his body, which is also a "container", and create the illusion that he is still alive in front of his eyes...

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't know whether to praise him for his real ideas, or to be angry at the illusions and deceptions he set up specifically for him.

But he just stared at Ye like this.

It seemed that as long as he appeared in those blue eyes of his, this man would have nowhere to hide.

"Where do I want to start listening?"

"Start with why I'm here."

Ye took Zhongyuan Zhongya to the beach.

The sparkling ocean is endless, and the sound of the pier is loud and noisy.

The sea breeze is fishy and salty.

"What did you bring me here for?"

There is no difference between the Yokohama sea in the two worlds, the same sea and the same blue.

"Well... from here, and then there, is the direction of the country I was born in."

Ye looked up into the distance.

"Huh? Are you missing home?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought this was incredible.

"That's it."

Ye smiled and turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya's side face, "I was just thinking that the first time I met Chuya was like this, obviously very angry with me but helpless."

Nakahara Chuya: "...you have the nerve to say it?"

"Oh, even my height hasn't changed much. At that time, my me and Fei Jia guessed that if we had a chance to meet again, Zhonghui would be as tall as me..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard him say the words in the most plain and everyday tone that made him wish he could kick him down.

"...Do you think the sea breeze is too comfortable, and you want to go down for a swim?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that if he died too early, he must be pissed off.

"Don't be angry, Chuya."

"My birth was the continuation of supernatural powers, and what they thought was the "resurrection" of Yente. "

"But the only thing I've been looking forward to every tomorrow is that I still wake up with the consciousness of "I", not Yente. "

He tells about his past self.

That boy who doesn't understand anything, that confused person who stays with Fyodor and helps him judge the world, and keeps wandering in order to "restore the world to its original state".

The "angel" bathed in prayers and choir songs during the day.

"...I can understand." Nakahara said, "No one wants to wake up one day and be swallowed by another consciousness."

Ye yawned.

He looked a little tired.

Even the cool sea breeze couldn't wake him up.

"...At first, I might just want to understand why Miss Benia looked at her wedding diamond ring with such an expression that I had never seen before, and then I thought that I always use "like" to describe me How I feel about Fei Jia, but ah, I don't even know what liking means. "

"Then why do I use 'like'. "

"It's an unsolvable question, isn't it?"

He didn't turn his head to look at Zhongya Zhongyuan again, his gaze was very far away, as if he wanted to see the boundless sky, or the endless sea, or watch them continue to extend far away, maybe they will meet at a certain angle Yes, the line of communication between the sky and the sea.

The Central Plains also made a sudden effort.

His figure flashed past Ye's side very quickly, and then he grabbed the hem of his clothes. He led the man over the fence and fell towards the blue sea.

A dark red light glowed on Nakahara Chuya's body.

He slowed their fall.

"……this problem."

Zhongyuan Zhong also slapped his face, looking straight into those eyes, he raised his chin slightly, this angle made his expression in Ye's eyes look indescribably evil.

"When you lied because you were afraid I would be upset."

"Don't you already know what liking is?!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also loosened his grip on gravity.

He looked at Ye's figure like a pure white and innocent white bird.

"Correct."

Ye reached out to touch Zhongyuan Zhongye.

It was different from that time when he deliberately tried to dive and waited for Nakahara to collapse while still flying over to pick him up.

He held Nakahara Chuya's ankle, and quickly released it.

"Go into the water and reflect on it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked down at him, and then showed a bright enough smile.

Ye looked up at him, letting himself keep falling.

"Can I become a teacher—"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also watched him fall into the water like a bird with injured wings, splashing water, looking down from a high position, it was like a gorgeous flower blooming with him as the center.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that people like Ye, whose brains and thinking can be twisted into twists, had to go into the water to wake up.

and many more.

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered something very important.

That is...Ye doesn't seem to be able to swim.

After all, in his hometown, most of them are ice and snow.

He cursed secretly, and then flew down quickly to catch people.

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The author has something to say:

It was supposed to be archived! !I pressed the wrong! !ah ah ah...

Forget it, lie flat and let me laugh.