Who wants to be shy with you!
Nakahara Naka's eyes are also fast, and he slapped Dazai's hand on the quilt, and his painful arm shrank quickly, and Nakahara Nakaya also strongly covered the quilt on himself, and didn't give the bastard mackerel at all.It's dawn, it's time for you to roll.After Zhongyuan Zhongya finished speaking, he secretly cursed.Why doesn't that sound right?
Before Nakahara could come up with a clue, he heard Dazai's quibbles.Am I the one who sleeps and leaves?
Osamu Dazai rubbed the back of his hand aggrievedly, and the young man who had slept well was fair and translucent, with black and slightly curly hair, full of youth.The slightly hoarse and soft voice brought the acting skills of only 7 points to full ten, soft and cute.How can the little slug think of me like this, at least keep it warm for another half an hour.Zhongyuan Zhong also gave the title of Little Devil Actor in his heart.It's a pity that as the object of the little devil's play, he will be ruthless to the end and give the most direct response to the alarm clock, table lamp, and pillow directly smashed over.Wen Cun fart, with the help of one night, why do you need to say so ambiguously?
Nakahara also took a deep breath: Get out of !!!!
Nakahara Nakahara also threw Osamu Dazai out.,After getting up and bathing, he changed into a three-piece suit.,After getting dressed neatly, he habitually went to the kitchen to open the fire and omelette.,The sound of being fried in oil.。
skillfully turned the egg over, and in the few seconds of waiting, he also lifted his eyelids, and saw the clean range hood reflecting his appearance: the orange hair was short, not yet long, the slightly curly hair was swept on the cheeks, and he was in the way of the other side behind the ear, the appearance was delicate and childish, and the pupils were clear and bright.The shape of his eyes is not as narrow as that of the 22-year-old, round and slender, somewhat like cat pupils.It's been a long time, 16-year-old self.Zizizizi.The fried omelette has a beautiful orange yellow, and the fragrant smell fills the kitchen, and he also looks away from the mirror of the range hood, and puts the breakfast on the plain white plate, absentmindedly thinking about some of the things that are not there.Osamu Dazai should have sensed that he had a problem.,Why is he still holding still.,Maybe the partner doesn't matter to Dazai.,It's just a fun existence.。
ShhNakahara was also in a slightly unhappy mood and brought breakfast to the table, poured the empty glass into the mellow milk, and was about to start when he suddenly heard a cheer of joy.Wow, Nakaya actually prepared breakfast!
The fiery and arrogant little slug is unexpectedly a good man at home.Home?
Zhongyuan Zhong also took a bite of the fried crispy omelette and glanced at him: Thank you, I don't have your share in praising me.And you seduced the woman Tachihara likes yesterday, so go to her house to eat.Huh??
But the young lady and I only made a deal.She played with me, and I gave her the bag she wanted, which was an equivalent exchange.The slightly curly black-haired teenager dragged out his voice and stretched out his slender fingers aggrievedly.And there are obviously two copies prepared in the middle!!
Dazai, this bastard is really scheming, wait a minute, when will he prepare two copies!!
Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously wanted to refute, and his ice blue eyes took the first step to see two servings of fried eggs and two servings of milk on the table, his mouth opened for a long time, and finally the corners of his lips picked up a wanton smile.Oh, did you see this breakfast?
Do you think he's blind?
Osamu Dazai nodded vigorously: Of course I saw it!
Nakahara also poured another breakfast into the trash can in front of Osamu Dazai and continued nonchalantly.I won't give it to you if you see it?????
Nakaya, why are you getting more and more floating!
According to the itinerary, after taking over the reconnaissance mission, it is time to collect intelligence to facilitate the customization of the battle plan later.However, due to the breakfast incident, the mackerel who didn't eat breakfast was angry, and followed Nakaya weakly, trying to arouse Nakaya's conscience with his complaining eyes.What a stubborn mackerel.Nakahara doesn't need to look back to imagine the little appearance of Osamu Dazai drooping his eyelids, ignoring him, ignoring him, ignoring him endlessly, those gentle iris eyes are wet, soft and moist, aggrieved and innocent.With his red lips and white teeth, the effect of bluffing people is quite good.Zhongyuan Zhong also knew the nature of the little devil for a long time, so of course he would not be deceived by him.casually pulled the half-palm black glove on his hand, and didn't look back.How long do you have to load mackerel, it's mission time.Dazai snorted: When you get to the middle of it, you also have a big conscience and realize your mistakes!
Lao Tzu has a fart mistake, mackerel, you childish ghost.Oh.Nakahara also rolled his eyes, and replied in a tone that Osamu Dazai was weak and dragged out the tail note.Then this task may not be completed in this life.As soon as Zhongyuan Zhong's voice fell, the voice of the mackerel behind him was raised in vain, revealing a strong accusation.It's too good in the middle!
Boom.Pretend to be a fart.And there's more!
Nakahara Nakaya's forehead was pounding suddenly, and he was about to go crazy at Osamu Dazai, when he suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance.Nakahara Nakaya's ice-blue pupils narrowed, and he quickly turned around and exchanged glances with Osamu Dazai.Mackerel?
Osamu Dazai's casual expression dissipated, and he bowed slightly: Go ahead.This guy isn't worried at all, it's a tiger away from the mountain.Nakahara also hesitated for a few seconds, but still chose to trust Dazai's judgment, a dark red light appeared on his body and rose in the air, and he glanced at Osamu Dazai condescendingly, and went in the direction of the sound without hesitation.Nakahara was also gone, and Osamu Dazai looked at the sky thoughtfully.In the blue sky, a blue giant sword appeared in the white sky, and it would ripple slightly when it was blown by the breeze, as if it were a projection.Osamu Dazai's long eyelashes fanned: Wow, it's not good, I'll pick up something quite interesting.On the other side, when the Central Plains Middle School also arrived at Radium Bowl Street, the already dilapidated street housing had already experienced another wave of destruction.The object shows signs of being burned by fire and destroyed by an unknown object.It is not difficult to see that there has just been a big war before.Nakahara also controlled gravity to land, and found Akutagawa, whose eyebrows were passed on to women but not men, from the remnants of the broken wall, and a trace of surprise flashed in his ice blue pupils: Dazai met Akutagawa on the day he became a cadre at the age of 17.So I asked Akutagawa if he wanted to go with him.Probably this is providence?
Let him find Akutagawa first, to avoid the little ghost head being harmed by Dazai again?
But Akutagawa appeared here a whole year early, and he was inexplicably a little uneasy about this.What's more.Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the figure that fell not far away in confusion, and there was an unknown ghost.He wore a hooded jacket with raw edges, a white T-shirt underneath, and a pair of whitish jeans, and his features exuded a wild and untamable ruffian.Combined with the above points, Nakahara Naka somehow remembered Osamu Dazai's evaluation of him: street gangsters, or the kind that intimidates elementary school students to collect protection money.But looking at the appearance of the red hair, it should be about 16 years old.Anyway, thinking of that mackerel will not be a good memory.Nakahara also took a sip, avoiding Akutagawa, who was covered in injuries and unconscious, walked to the side of the red hair, looked at the other party's pale and tired but uninhibited face, raised his foot and was about to kick the other party to see if he was dead or alive.After all, compared to the scarred Akutagawa, this person seems to have just fallen to the ground to rest.Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his toes, his ankles were held by a warm hand, and the part where his palm touched his ankles burned crimson flames, which were isolated by the dark red light that appeared unhurriedly, and the owner with slender ankles raised his eyebrows, a little surprised and surprised.Neither the owner of the hand, nor the owner of the slender ankle moved away.Disturbed your rest?
Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head unscrupulously, looked at a pair of dark golden eyes, and slightly froze.The dark golden pupils of the mood were filled with inconspicuous killing intent, and the faint red light was like a blooming red flame, which could burn away some of the noise and hostility.seems to be a king who is proud to the bones, with the most indifferent dignity and indifference.At this moment, Nakahara Nakaya seemed to be able to understand why Osamu Dazai would accept Akutagawa in the first place, which is really a good look.Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled lightly, and with his hands in his pockets, he squatted down angrily, his ice blue eyes were arrogant, and he said word by word.You, do you want to come with me?
The author has something to say: My outline is written here, and I have to think about how to write it later~ nerve-wracking.And I'm too Chinese, too middle, too middle, too middle!!!
I thought everyone understood, so I didn't emphasize that suddenly a baby came and said that Zai was black-bellied, and I was really super hit, okay!!!!!
I'm crying to you, I!
The next update is on Wednesday, thank you for feeding my baby Chapter 7 Happy New Year The street is very empty, the cold wind blows in winter, and you can even hear the roar of the wind whistling in your ears.As if fed up with Nakaya's condescending look at him, the red hair threw away Nakaya's slender ankles and sat up without much patience.I refuse.The voice is a clean, lazy teenager's voice.Zhongyuan Zhong didn't react and retracted his feet, his ice blue pupils glanced over, and found that the red-haired boy was obviously stunned after he spoke, as if he was not used to his voice at this time, and the faint ice blue color added a little depth: Generally speaking, people are more familiar with their own voices than their whole person.But his slightly stunned appearance is a state that he still can't get used to after a period of time.It can be said that he was in a weak mood just now, and at this moment, because of this unhappiness, at the same time that the dark golden eyes showed a visible sense of irritability, and at the same time, raging flames burst out around his body, as if he was an angry lion, and instantly rushed to Nakaya's eyes!
It's amazing, can you control the flames according to your mood?
Zhongyuan Zhong also said words of praise in his mouth, but he stood motionless, and at the moment when the flames surged in front of him, the dark red light blocked the flames in the sky!
The surging fire was like a blazing magma crashing against the dark red light, and Nakahara also smiled arbitrarily, maintaining the posture of putting one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, and slowly and very arrogantly hooked the corners of his lips.You've just fought Akutagawa, and I don't want to take advantage of you and give you a chance to say that I'm invincible.I'll definitely have a good fight with you next time we meet, and it's not just you who won't be happy.Although Zhongyuan Zhongya is a 16-year-old body, he is still a 22-year-old soul in his bones, and his combat experience and physical skills are much higher than the real 16-year-old.But what Zhong didn't know was that the other party was also a 24-year-old soul, with a 16-year-old body, and even more unfortunate was that although Nakahara Nakaya was a high-level Hong Kong black cadre and the ceiling of Yokohama's combat power, the red hair was also the third king in the world, the 13th Red King.Zhongyuan Zhong also stood in place and didn't move, but saw the red hair slowly stand up from the flames, and his thin and clear figure was unusually tall in the red flames.He saw that the red hair looked at him with a strange look, and then lowered his hair and looked at his pale and slender palm in a daze, repeating the action of closing and parting.At this time, you are still in a daze?
What a weirdo.Zhongyuan Zhong also tilted his head, looking at the red hair who maintained a dull expression after opening his eyes and looked extremely arrogant, what do you say?
The red fur didn't say anything in the end, silently withdrew the flames, turned around and slowly left the Radium Bowl Street.This is considered a tacit acquiescence or too lazy to pay attention to him, Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed.I saw a long-haired girl next to her, who had been hiding next to the building for a long time, shouting her brother and running over, helping Akutagawa, who had fallen to the ground unconscious.Although the girl wears shabby thin clothes and dirty faces, her smart and clean eyes are very clear.It's silver, that's right.But Akutagawa seems to be seriously injured, and he doesn't even have the strength to open his eyes and stare at people.Now Akutagawa is still very weak, and Rashomon has not yet evolved into a black giant beast, and now it is only to the point where it can conjure a knife.Later, he became powerful after being taught by Dazai's governance.,Think about it this way.,Dazai seems to be indispensable.。
As for the injuries on Akutagawa's body, it should have been made by the red hair, judging from the personalities of the two people, it's really hard to say who made the first move.Nakahara also thought about it, and when he heard a slight sound behind him, he turned his head and saw Osamu Dazai, who was wearing a trench coat and jacket coming against the light, and slowly walked over.The plain white bandage that still passed through the black hair blocked half of the eyes, the round little face with some baby fat, the jaw was sharp, and the pupils in the round eyes were gentle and smiling, coming against the light, delicate and beautiful like a pink carved doll.Nakahara Nakaya only glanced at it and turned his head, Dazai Osamu walked to his side silently, seeing that Akutagawa was a little surprised, and the unsatisfactory eyes came from nowhere, and even the tone of his voice was full of disappointment.Is this your new partner?
It's really arrogant, I can't get up when I first meet, and the shelf is big enough~ Osamu Dazai, if you don't find fault, will you die?
Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his chin slightly and threatened: Are you beaten again?
Wow, it's not okay to threaten a cute and weak partner.I said that I was most afraid of pain~ Osamu Dazai stood side by side with Nakahara Nakaya in a soft voice that was not salty, bent his eyes, and his slender fingers made a three, kind hint.It's a third chance, Nakaya, you have to think about it.Tsk, he doesn't need you to remind him to know.And what does that look like you're winning, bastard.Not him.Nakahara replied without thinking, another one.Osamu Dazai made a look like this, and glanced at the brother and sister not far away.So what do you want him to do?
Keep it, anyway, there is a shortage of people in Hong Kong.Osamu Dazai and Nakaya were silent after they finished speaking, and they suddenly seemed to understand the reason why Mr.
Mori agreed to give Nakaya a chance and find a partner.That Lolita's pervert is really keen on child labor.Disclaimer: It's still free apprenticeship.Osamu Dazai reported the situation to Mr.
Mori, and Nakahara Nakahara also threw Akutagawa to go to the hospital under the command of Minaguro, and Gin naturally stayed in the hospital as an escort, and the fee was reduced on the grounds that Mr.
Mori joined Minakoro as a congratulatory new member.Strictly speaking, it was the chief who earned it.Nakahara also leaned against the clean wall, watching the doctor busily vacate the bed for Akutagawa, check the body, and finally the doctor trembled and brought the report, Nakahara also glanced at the report in black and white: except for broken bones and minor abrasions on soft tissues, there was no major injury.I know.Zhongyuan Zhong also said in a faint voice.You go get busy.The doctor in the white coat left quickly, and before Zhongyuan Zhong, who was also holding the report, was crumpled together, he saw Yin standing in front of him with the corner of his clothes, and the girl born in the slums was thin into a handful of bones, with a pointed chin and long hair that was very well-behaved.Zhongyuan Zhongya's sharp eyes softened a little, your brother is fine.Hmm.Silver nodded wildly.Thank you.