if chuya hadn't become king of sheep

13 years old

July and August are the time when the summer festival and fireworks festivals are popular. Although the camp is for training, everyone's minds are alive, and maybe there is a rest time to go out and play.

Probably to understand everyone's thoughts, Liu Lianer reminded them to wear bathrobes in the group, and there happened to be a summer festival in a nearby town.

Chuya has quite a few bathrobes at home, and the worry is which one to take with him.Take a look at the pure black yukata Sanada chose, just as Chuya was about to reach out for his own pure black yukata, Ryoko Sanada stopped him.

For some reason, Sanada Ryoko was even more excited when the two children went to sleep together.

"Don't wear black to look old-fashioned." Ryoko Sanada pondered for a while and held up another light orange striped bathrobe, with a big cherry blossom outlined in black at the tail of the bathrobe, "How about this one?"

"Yes." Zhong nodded noncommittally, as long as he could wear anything.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening after packing the suitcase, and when Chuya was going to sit quietly for an hour before going to bed, a phone call came.

"Chuya Chuya! Let's go out and buy yukatas." Akaya Kirihara was full of energy after finally getting through Hell Week.

"You haven't?"

"I don't have this kind of thing at home. I have been to several summer festivals in the past and they all wear casual clothes, but there are women's ones." Kirihara sighed.

The Sanada family often wears traditional costumes, whether it is kimono or yukata, there are many of them, or with family crests, and there are several familiar shops, so I agreed to it anyway.

Arranging to meet at a commercial plaza, Nakaya caught sight of Dazai who had removed the plaster and freed his hands next to Kirihara waving at him, and took a deep breath. If he had known Dazai was here, he would definitely have considered whether to come or not.

"Yo, Chuya~" Dazai greeted Chuya when he saw him.

"You don't have a bathrobe either?" Chuya asked blankly.

Dazai blinked his eyes and wrote "Do you think I will?", Mr. Mori's life is very Western-style, and his house is full of western clothes. It is impossible to have such a thing as a yukata.

"Shouldn't you bring enough money?" Chuya asked doubtfully, remembering Dazai's tricks when he went to buy tennis equipment.

Dazai proudly took out the black card that once bought clothes for Chuya, Kirihara took out the wallet from his pocket and opened it to look at the banknotes inside, "This should be enough, right?"

When Kirihara raised his leg and wanted to walk into the mall, Chuya grabbed his collar and pointed in another direction, "This way."

Following Chuya, the three of them walked out from the bustling commercial plaza, crossed a street and stopped at the door of a store, opened the door and walked in, where there were all kinds of bathrobes hanging.This is a relatively large kimono shop. There are yukatas hanging in the space after entering the door, and further inside are some kimonos of different styles.

"Dazai really didn't lie to me." Kirihara exclaimed.

Chuya twitched his mouth and looked at the two, "So Dazai told you to call me out?"

"Yes." Kirihara nodded, "He said he called you but didn't answer, let me call again."

Knowing very clearly that there is no missed call from Dazai on his mobile phone, Nakaya glared at Dazai, and when Kirihara walked to the front and was immersed in the joy of choosing a yukata, Nakaya pulled Dazai back.

"Don't lie to Chi Ye again."

"I didn't lie to him to do anything outrageous." Dazai blinked, this was a little joy in his life.

After being silent for a while, Zhong also looked at Kirihara's back helplessly, "He doesn't think too much, what if he gets used to you like this."

"That's right." Dazai rubbed his chin, and then his eyes lit up, "Then let's have a transformation plan for Chiya Kirihara!"

"What are you talking about me?" Kirihara Chi also turned his head when he faintly heard his name.

"It's nothing." Chuya leaned on his forehead and sighed, what should he do to save Kirihara Chiya, "Chiya, what are you going to do in the future?"

"Of course he is a professional tennis player!" Chiya Kirihara replied without hesitation, his eyes brightened.

Professional tennis players are pretty good, and you don't have to worry about Kirihara being cheated if you speak with your strength, but...

"Your English is so poor, you can't communicate when you go abroad." Osamu Dazai completed the rest of the sentence.

Apparently, Kirihara had already thought about this issue, and said without worry, "Anyway, there is an interpreter, and I will not leave my interpreter half a step except for competitions."

After Kirihara finished answering, there was a moment of silence in the air, and Kirihara blinked because he didn't wait for the future plans of the two, and asked proactively, "What about you two?"

"Me?" Dazai rubbed his chin, "An envoy to maintain peace in Yokohama?"

Kirihara nodded and understood, it was the police.

"Go to the part-time place where you work now." After being asked by Dazai that day, Chuya thought for a long time, and finally he preferred to work in a detective agency, "Being a detective?"

"This is also a good job." Kirihara nodded and suddenly thought of an idiom that he had just learned recently, "Then you two are happy friends."

"Ah?" Zhong also froze for a moment, not quite understanding Kirihara's brain circuit.

"Hurry up and pick out your yukata, we've been standing in the store chatting for several minutes." Dazai pushed Kirihara to continue walking.

In the end, Kirihara chose a algae green yukata that matched his hair color, and Dazai took a crescent white one.

After spending two days working in the school's club, and after arranging everything in the tennis club, Yukimura set off with a Dazai who was the right choice and the right choice with a natural integration.

More than two hours later, everyone came to the hot spring hotel opened by Liu Lian's family in Hakone.

The rooms in the hotel are Japanese-style tatami mats. Because they are friends of the owner’s son, the rooms given to them are particularly good. It is a room on the first floor where you can walk to the eaves and see the backyard by opening the paper sliding door on one side.Eleven people in the tennis club were divided into two rooms, and the two rooms were facing the door.

Yukimura chose the room on the left, followed by Sanada and Yanagi, Mouri thought for a while and chose the room on the right.Afterwards, Marui ran quickly to the left, and Nioh and Yagyu blocked in front of Kuwabara and also entered the left.

"The room on the left is full." Kirihara said, counting the number of people.

"Oh, Mrs. Wen." Kuwahara cried.

Dazai Osamu patted Kuwahara sympathetically, "Kuwahara-senpai should think of the best, only five people on the right are more spacious."

I'm not surprised by the final result, anyway, everyone wants to sleep with Yukimura.

It was going to be a one-week camp in Hakone. On the first day, Yukimura decided to let everyone take a rest, so after tidying up things in the room, everyone dispersed to do their own things.

"This is a hot spring hotel, so there must be a hot spring!" Kirihara rolled excitedly on the tatami, "Let's go to the hot spring."

"No, the hot spring is so hot." Kosaburo Mori slumped on the tatami and fumbled for the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, "I want to lie here until dinner."

"It's daytime now, Akaya, you can explore outside, and go soaking in the evening." Dazai looked at the translucent paper sliding door.

"Then you!" Kirihara glanced at the other three people except Mouri.

Osamu Dazai turned his back on Kirihara, pretending to be sleeping.Nakaya lowered his head and tapped the phone screen solemnly.

"I'll go with you." The good old man Kuwahara stood up resignedly, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to come back if he didn't follow Kirihara.

It was getting dark gradually, and Kirihara hadn't come back yet.

Zhong also looked at the two mobile phones thrown on the tatami and frowned, neither of them brought any contact tools.

Standing up and walking towards the door, I happened to see Kuwahara running back in a hurry at the door.

"Where's Akaya?" Chuya looked around to see if there was anyone around Kuwahara.

"Chi, Chiya, he yelled that there was a ghost who didn't know where he went." Kuwahara touched his bald head in distress, "Did he not come back?"

Chuya blinked and didn't realize it was serious, but he went to the room with Kuwabara and asked everyone to find someone together.

Those who had been lying in the room all afternoon, and those who had just returned from a stroll outside were stunned when they heard Kuwahara's report.

"Is there a ghost around here?" Liu Sheng froze.

"No way, I've never heard such rumors." Liu Lian Er said puzzled.

"What did Chi Ye bump into?" Ren Wang patted his partner, but he was already stiff all over.

He looked at Liu Sheng with some surprise, but he didn't expect him to be afraid of ghosts.

"Let's look for Chiya first, he probably won't run far." Yukimura said.

Everyone came to the place where Kuwahara and Kirihara separated and began to search separately.

Zhong Ye, who was looking in one direction, suddenly heard a voice from behind, "That?"

Zhong Ye glanced back and saw no one, and suddenly his hair stood on end.

"Are you looking for the curly-haired boy?"

A hand touched Zhongya's arm, and he grabbed it subconsciously without even looking at it, and then fell over his shoulder and pressed it to the ground.

After the dust settled, Chuya saw that it was a blue-haired boy who was pressed on the ground by him, and let go immediately, "Sorry!"

"It's okay." The boy sat up with his arms propped up, "I'm used to it."

Seeing the break in his elbow, he reached out guiltily and pulled him up, "I didn't see you."

"My sense of existence is relatively low. It's normal not to see it. Let's not talk about this, are you looking for that curly-haired boy?" The blue-haired boy patted the dust on his body.

"Have you seen Chiya?" Nakaya's eyes lit up, "His name is Kirihara Chiya, and he has hair like kelp."

"I bumped into him on the road, and then I said sorry and he ran away like seeing a ghost. No matter how I shouted from behind, I just didn't look back." The young man showed an extremely distressed expression, "He was in front and I took Go ahead."

For a long time, no one moved.

"It hurts." Zhong also realized that it must be very painful to be thrown over his shoulder.

"I'm fine." Rejecting Chuya's support, he tried to take two full steps and then froze.

"Why don't I carry you on my back." Zhong also suggested that he should be responsible to the end.

"No, no need." He still wanted face.

After a few minutes of slowing down, feeling that the pain in his body had eased a lot, the boy walked out.

"My name is Chuya Zhongyuan, what's your name?" Zhongye asked on the road.

"Heizi Tetsuya." Heizi said.

Finally, under a tree, he saw Kirihara Chiya squatting there with his neck curled up and his head in his arms. Chuya called out, "Akaya!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Kazuki Kirihara immediately raised his head, and the next second he saw Chuya, he rushed over and gave Chuya a hug.

"Do you know? There are ghosts in this forest, they were chasing me just now, but they disappeared later!" Kirihara said in a trembling voice.