Personality was once a disqualification in the world[Comprehensive]

"If you take the elevator alone at night, you will find that there are dead people in the cracks in the elevator. If you walk alone at night and hear someone calling you from behind, you can't turn your head back; you must not open your eyes when you hear the sound of a broom at night, otherwise Babadou will die. Appear above your head; if you meet a woman wearing a mask, you must quickly throw it away, otherwise she will cut your mouth."

Heiwu said: "Nakajima... is a bit pitiful."

The new member Leia is a guy who likes to tell ghost stories to others, and Nakajima becomes his victim.The one who is currently being persecuted the most.

"Nakajima, the book is upside down." Black Mist reminded.

The white-haired boy lowered his head.Only then did Hei Wu realize that the other party was not reading at all, but fell asleep.He'd never forget the laughter and screams that filled the room before Lea was kicked out of the boy's room early yesterday morning.

Disturbing the people... This kind of guy should be locked up in the prison and raised for a few days.

Hei Wuxin said that although he is not afraid of ghosts, Leah's behavior has seriously affected the mental development of the minors of the enemy alliance.

Sure enough, this kind of guy should be dragged out and killed.

calm.Calm down, his personality is super easy to use.

Laia was introduced by an "old friend", and the introducer said: Although he looks very unreliable, he is a very useful guy.

...But he has already crossed the law on the protection of minors in this way.

"Naka-Island-Dun-!"

Look, we have a giant baby here.

The boy's head paused, and then he raised his head in confusion.

Leah's ghost stories kept him up all night, and he was in no mood now, just wanted to catch up on sleep.

The young man with white hair paced back and forth, "Where are my clothes? Where are my clothes?" He circled back and forth like a child.

Nakajima's rusty brain finally turned around.

"Ah, sorry... I forgot to wash it."

Or the kind that soaked in water in the washing machine.

When he turned on the washing machine, a foul smell entered his mouth and nose.

Cried.

He found a sunny place, moved a big basin and slowly washed the clothes that were stinky because they had been soaked in water for too long.

black clothes.

black clothes.

black clothes.

...Is this the only one in his closet?

Nakajima suspected that he might have a good discussion with Kurogi about future purchases.

He's a mature adult after all.

——Ah no, the word "adult" is open to discussion.

The young man in the dark windbreaker walked over swaggeringly, "Good morning! Mochizuki-kun!"

It is two o'clock in the afternoon.

Although I don't know where the other party knew this name... "Please don't call me that." Nakajima lowered his eyes.This feeling is really bad.

The young man looked hurt, "Why? Why why why? Hey! Am I hated?"

What a natural look.

"No." Nakajima said in a low voice, "Can you open it a bit, it blocks the light."

The dark trench coat was removed a bit.

Nakajima covered his eyes for a while, and then slowly returned to his normal state.He rubbed his hands and began to scrub his clothes.

"You added shampoo as laundry detergent." Leia shook the blue bottle.

Only then did Nakajima realize something was wrong.

"Ah... it's over."

Even the dead handle wooden hanging will definitely beat him to death.

But there is no difference between laundry detergent and shampoo... He thought about it briefly.

Then the water had to be poured out again.After Nakajima finished washing those black clothes, he sat on the side seat a little tiredly.

"What...why did you fall asleep here?" Nakajima didn't understand why this young man could fall asleep on this kind of balcony...he was shocked.

But if you fall asleep at this temperature, you won't catch a cold.

Nakajima silently stared at the other party's undisguised, carelessly exposed face.

Traces of fire.Large dark scars covered half of his face, only the facial features were placed there normally.

Scars that are different from classmate Hong...

Classmate Hong's scar was caused by boiling water.

How can I make my face burn like this...

He sighed.

Come and call him at five o'clock later, everyone looks very tired recently.

After resting for a while, Nakajima picked up his phone and found a text message from Morning.Recently, classmate Hong likes to send him messages...but the content he can answer is pitifully small.

[Nakajima: I'm fine. ]

[Nakajima: I'm fine. ]

[Nakajima: Don't worry, Hong-san. ]

……

"How did it work?" asked the AFO.Wearing a well-fitting suit, he observed back and forth in this secret experimental base.The creatures contained in the containers have strange shapes, some have three heads, and some are a pool of liquid.

"It's quite difficult to use, as expected of an intelligent creature." The woman who put on a white protective suit pulled out a piece of "meat". "It seems that I am not suitable for scientific research. Damn, I thought I could be a scientist."

"The researcher will be here soon. He is from the Matsumoto Research Institute...he is already on our side."

Osamu Dazai sneered, "That scientific madman, doesn't he care which camp he belongs to? Be careful that one day he will betray you temporarily."

"If you talk about betrayal, you are the most likely one. Dazai." The Faceless Man said.He opened the experiment record book, "It's better to use the human body."

"Because of your unscrupulous arrests, there are now patrolling policemen on the streets outside. I heard that the Heroes' Association has set up a team to deal with you... Ah yes, Yagi Toshinori did it."

"Shimura Nana's students are no longer good." The most sinister enemy in history laughed at the No.1 hero in society today. "When I first accepted the power of [OFA], I was still optimistic about him, but now I have been completely dragged down by the creature [human]."

"That's why it's called a murderous society." She smiled, "I didn't just write it for fun."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nakajima came to the balcony, and Leia was still lying there lazily.

"It's five o'clock, please wake up." He gently pushed the other person's shoulder.

The young man's body fell limply.

Yokohama, during the day.

"How does it feel to sleep, Dazai?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.The red-haired man first made milk powder for the youngest child, then approved the homework for the boys and girls who were attending elementary school, and then came to wake the other party up.

Dazai Osamu fell asleep on the roof after shirking all the work to his colleagues.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is warm and mesmerizing.

The 20-year-old Osamu Dazai ran out from the workplace as usual, and before he ran out, he piled all of his today's workload on the desk of his colleagues.

Osamu Dazai became the youngest cadre of the port mafia at the age of 16. At that time, he took his good friend Odasaku to "elope" out of Hong Kong in order to carry private goods.Due to his bad experience in the past, basically no place is willing to accept him after he came to the society.Dazai Osamu’s friend Ango Sakaguchi, a social animal who works for the government, made a suggestion: Stop your activities for about two years, and my department will try to re-evaluate your safety factor during this period. Evaluation, if there is no problem, the identity permit will be reissued to you at that time.

How did he answer it?

Ah, right.

"So everyone is such a fake person." He laughed twice at that time.

Under the care of Ango Sakaguchi, Osamu Dazai came to a small administrative unit under the government under his anonymity. The daily tasks in this kind of place are extremely simple.But even for such a simple thing, Osamu Dazai, who adheres to the principles of "don't do it if you can't do it" and "push others to do it if you have to do it", has become the worst-performing employee in the company.

In order to support his family and Dazai Osamu who "eloped" out of Hong Kong with him, Odasaku had no choice but to pick up his hobby of writing again and develop it into a career.But for a young writer like him, writing is simply not enough to eat, so he had no choice but to go out and do some part-time jobs.

...It's almost the same as when I was in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.

No, there are still.

Dazai finally replaced the black windbreaker that Chief Mori had contracted for him.But the bad habit of bandages remains the same.

Obviously they are not injured, but they just like to tie those messy bandages on themselves.

When he met the other party for the first time, he worried about whether he was injured during the mission.It turned out that he was self-indulgent.

Osamu Dazai climbed up from the roof, the sun at five o'clock was already a bit dim, and the chill came over.

"It feels like I had a pretty amazing dream."

"Didn't you dream of dying in love with some countess?" Oda Saku said "jokingly" with a wooden face.

"No," the young man jumped off the roof and landed on the balcony on the highest floor, "I dreamed of Mochizuki-kun."

"Actually, I think you just give him a call and he'll come back." Osamu Dazai gave the reason for the other party's departure before——the other party went home because of a quarrel between Tofu Nao's antenna party.

Oda Saku didn't believe it, but he continued with this old stalk.

"Ah, ah—" The black-haired young man showed a falsely astonished expression, "Maybe the manager between the two worlds will cut off the communication abruptly."

"That's really a ruthless administrator." Oda shouted.

"So, now, can you put away the dry clothes on the balcony before you come down? I really can't move my hands." One hand is my daughter, the other is a bottle.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai replied.He came to the balcony, then deliberately tore off the clean white shirt, and quickly threw it on the ground outside the third floor.

"Don't throw away your clothes just because Xianchuan robbed you of crab meat yesterday." Odasaku sighed.

"No, I'm just slipping."

—so why have you started working on his trousers already?

Nakajima thought Leah had passed out.

Why do you pass out?Is it heatstroke?But summer hasn't arrived yet?

He knelt on the ground and probed the other person's breath in fear.

Breathing... no breathing.

He immediately stood up and wanted to call for help in the front hall, but he didn't expect a slightly cold hand to grab his wrist.

"Good evening, Mochizuki-kun."

It's past five o'clock...let's say it's night.

Nakajima was relieved.

"Night, good evening."

Scared him to death.

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