Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

After being disconnected, all the feelings, memories, words, thoughts, etc. about "Yayoi Hanano" in life were forcibly removed, and even the sense of disobedience could not be detected afterwards.

As long as the lines are not reconnected, even if she softens her heart and initiates an intersection, it is only temporary, and once she leaves a certain distance, she will be forgotten again.

That ignorant person can only wait for her to give him a look or a few words... No, he doesn't even know what "waiting" is.

Every time I have to re-introduce myself, every time my memory and feelings are refreshed, every time is... "meeting for the first time".

The existence of fetters contains not only the past, but also... the future.

How could there be such a passive ability that coexisted cruelty and compassion in this world?

Osamu Dazai looked at the crying girl gently, the indifference and indifference lingering between his brows dissipated the moment he spoke, "Eh? Chuya, you actually scared such a beautiful lady to tears, don't you feel bad conscience? ?”

Nakahara Nakaya, who was being disturbed by the girl's crying, glared at him, choked with anger at the exaggerated accusation in his eyes, "Stop talking nonsense! I obviously didn't do anything!"

Those inexplicable emotions in the bottom of my heart were dispelled by this moment of distraction, and the rationality that was gathered again made the thinking work quickly.

At first... It seemed that he caught her first?

He wasn't quite sure, because the sudden approach of a stranger would only make him decisively break his bones—as for where, did he need to say?

In the past few years, few people have been able to approach him without him noticing, and he glanced at the cracked and cobweb-like traces on the ground—this was the moment when he vented his anger on the unreliable leader. It's caused by control.

If the instinctive defense is triggered, this mountain top will be turned into ruins.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had been thinking for a long time without an answer, turned his eyes back to the girl and frowned, "How did this guy appear out of nowhere?"

Perhaps it was because the vigilance in the voice was too obvious, he saw the girl's shoulders trembling from crying slightly paused.

She raised her head slowly, the tears on her cheeks and the red tip of her nose made her look very embarrassed - he hadn't seen such a shameless woman crying for a long time.

The wet green eyes were crystal clear as if washed by rain, and they were staring at him dully.

After a long while, she seemed to think of something, a trace of self-mockery flashed across her face, she stood up and wiped her tears with her sleeves—roughly as if she was wiping the table with a rag.

"I... I said it all... My name is Yayoi Hanano..."

The crying words were interrupted several times by hiccups.

Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to say who cares what your name is, but for some reason she couldn’t say it, maybe it was because she looked...

He didn't know how to describe that feeling, and in the end he could only groan stiffly under the eager gaze of the girl.

The courage she had finally mustered up was punctured by this simple and perfunctory syllable. Yayoi Hanano drooped the corners of her eyes in dejection, and said hopelessly, "I am Dazai's friend."

This kind of identity introduction made Chuya Nakahara's facial features twisted in discomfort, and the conscience in his heart made him unable to help reminding, "He is not a good person...don't be fooled by him."

Osamu Dazai, who didn't have the label of "bad guy" on his face, curled his lips noncommittally.

Yayoi Hanano subconsciously wanted to refute, but swallowed the words, and could only change the subject, "Yes, yes, you just said 'leader'? Is Dazai the leader of the port mafia now?"

Just as Zhong Yuan was about to nod, that damn letter of abdication popped up from his memory again.

——Are you kidding, he won't admit that kind of inexplicable thing!

If one day he really wanted to be the leader, it would not be his turn to step aside!He himself can sit in that position openly!

The result of being unable to control his anger for a moment was that he growled ferociously, "That's right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, and sure enough, the girl flinched in shock from him.

The two fell into an awkward silence.

"--puff!"

Nakahara also glared at the noise maker angrily.

Osamu Dazai quickly covered his mouth, blinked innocently, and apologized insincerely.

Zhong Yuan was also the most impatient with his exaggerated appearance, "Can't you explain it to me?"

Whether it is the abdication letter or the current situation, it is too inexplicable.

Except for the group of students who left just now, the people left now gave him a strange and uncomfortable feeling. Although he didn't quite know what it was, he trusted his intuition.

"Ah...that's not important," Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and sighed in a low voice, "Don't you hurry up and say a few more words? I don't know if you will have such good luck next time."

There was a trace of indifference when the vague syllables came out from between the fingers, but the next second they became obviously brisk.

"After all, it's rare to meet such a beautiful girl."

"...Can you have less waste in your mind?" Zhong Yuanzhong almost wrote the words "Where did this scum come from" written on his face, and the meaning of rejection was very obvious.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai suddenly became excited, "Huh? Are you sure? Then..."

"Dazai."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the girl with a half-smile.

Yayoi Hanano felt a little guilty when he saw him, "Don't bully him."

He had heard these words many times before, but he never thought that he would not be spared after such a long time.

Osamu Dazai pondered for two seconds, then said with a smile, "Don't be so biased, Yayoi, anyway, he will wait later..."

"—— Dazai!" Yayoi Hanano interrupted nervously.

She didn't want the current Zhongyuan Zhongya to know anything about her abilities.

But this kind of restraint, in the eyes of others, represents some kind of excessive preference, as if carefully protecting him from being polluted by anything.

Favored for his abilities before the thread was broken.

But why can he still get your favor after breaking the bond?

guilt?guilt?Do these things still exist in your heart?

--impossible.

No one is more sure of this than he.

The superficial smile faded away, and Osamu Dazai looked into the girl's emerald eyes slightly coldly, "What does it matter if you know?"

Yayoi Hanano pursed her lips, and couldn't help turning her head away to avoid his sight.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head suspiciously, "Anyway, you have absolute control."

A gleam of light flashed across the tea-brown eyes, like a blade protruding from a muddy swamp.

"Or... have you forgotten what happened?"

The blood on Yayoi Hanano's face suddenly faded, and all thoughts were involved in the vortex of memory and were smashed to pieces.

She took a few steps back reflexively, and opened the distance between the two of them under the blank gaze of the mafia cadre. After realizing what she had done, she never dared to stand back to her original position.

"...Sorry," she pulled the corners of her mouth dryly, showing a forced smile, "yes, I'm not used to getting too close to strangers."

The fear floating in those green eyes made Zhongyuan Zhong also think that he was a beast that lost his mind, and would pounce on her at any time and tear her to pieces.

--Will not.

A pinprick-like pain came from his temple, and something vaguely hit the cage crazily. His outrageous behavior was immediately trapped by invisible chains on his limbs and neck, tightening like a punishment.

—I won't hurt you.

The most straightforward reaction in the girl's subconscious made Osamu Dazai smile slightly, and the moment the subtle and viscous malice spread to the corners of his mouth, it was completely covered up by pure doubts, and no one noticed the strangeness.

"A worthless 80.00% that can't bring any benefits...is it worth your maintenance?"

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