Deep fried mackerel!

Nakahara, who came out of the villa, also went straight to the Mafia to find his mentally retarded subordinate-Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

As for the rest of the Mafia, he couldn't think of meeting them until he was sure who was his sad child.

And as for Ryunosuke Akutagawa...

For him, although this is a parallel world, since the space-time tunnel can be opened, people's memory will be more or less biased.

Even moving closer to a certain world, this can also explain the reasonable phenomenon that Osamu Dazai in this world is addicted to taking expired medicine and jumping into the water when he sees it, that is - because of his arrival, the whole world is being gradually destroyed. assimilation.

And Akutagawa is undoubtedly his best helper.

Although they don't want to admit it, their feelings for Osamu Dazai are very similar in some respects.

The Akutagawa of this world did not live in the Mafia, but bought a house in Yokohama.

Although it is not as luxurious as Osamu Dazai's house, at least he has a home, and he can have a place to rest when he is tired.

When Chuya arrived, Akutagawa was lying on the bed playing minesweeping, with a serious and serious expression, as if he was holding real mines.

"..."

Really retarded.

In order not to startle the snake, Zhong Yuan gently opened the window, and turned over neatly.

When he goes back, he must flay Osamu Dazai alive!He has never been so cowardly in his life!

Although Akutagawa was lying on the bed, his movements were slack, but the extremely strong concentration he exuded was impossible to ignore.

Around him, black lights shone.

"Is it fun?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood in front of the bed and looked closely.

"Yes."

"Can you win?"

"Yes."

"What kind of feelings do you have for Osamu Dazai?" Nakaya took off his hat, put it on his head, and covered his black hair.

Akutagawa stared straight at the game screen: "Yes."

"..."

It's you!

Zhong Ye also lost his temper. He snatched the iPad, and said solemnly after passing through the customs: "I came to find you——"

Before the words fell, Akutagawa jumped up suddenly, stepped back dozens of steps, forced himself to the wall, and said angrily:

"Senior Chuya! Heh! You dare to step into my room? Don't think I don't know, you are a waste of Mr. Dazai who wants to occupy Mr. Dazai alone!"

"Not only that, but you also put Miss Junzi in a mental hospital, but it's because she doesn't have the ability to kill people. She deserves it when she dies, but—"

"Mr. Dazai belongs to everyone!"

"You never want to monopolize Mr. Dazai!"

"Shut up!" Nakahara couldn't take it anymore, he took out a thick hemp rope from under the bed, and walked step by step towards Akutagawa who was huddled in the corner.

Akutagawa in this world has no supernatural powers, no experience in slums, and no scenes of fighting in mafia gangs.

In this life, he lived an ordinary life.

As a result, now he can only be slaughtered.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed the man down to the ground, and dragged a swivel chair from the side.

After a lot of tossing, Akutagawa on the swivel chair couldn't even move a finger except for sticking out his tongue and shaking his head.

Helpless and pitiful.

"What are you doing! Central Plains Chuya, don't take advantage of your power to be arrogant!"

"To shut up!"

Nakahara also kicked towards the chair, and Akutagawa on the chair came to the center of the room accompanied by several 360-degree circles.

The intense dizziness made his eyes stare, and the cold sweat on his forehead overflowed.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't make it too difficult for him, he stopped the rapidly spinning chair with his hand, and said in a flat tone, "Let's talk calmly."

"Ouch!!!" Akutagawa vomited all over, disgusted by the feeling of being slaughtered and being forced to spin wildly in circles, he struggled to raise his eyes, and said angrily: "Oh, even if I die, other admirers of Mr. Dazai will also die. I won't let you go!"

"Akutagawa, I have to tell you something—"

"Oh, isn't it because Mr. Dazai is willing to throw a lot of money for you, what's so great about it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also kicked him in the chest, and the latter's four paws were facing the sky and his head was facing the ground.

"I said, let's talk calmly." Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the blade on his lips, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

The two stood in a stalemate, Akutagawa's cheeks were flushed due to the backflow of blood, but the arrogance in his bones made him unable to bow his head.

The two sides are deadlocked, and no one dares to break the deadlock first.

As time passed, the amount of blood accumulated in Akutagawa's head began to exceed the standard, and it was even suspected that his head would explode on the spot in the next second.

Zhong also snorted lightly.

A sharp knife streaked across the air, and a silver-white light flashed past.

The rope fell off, and Akutagawa fell to the ground completely.

He was embarrassed and helpless, but he was not afraid. From the beginning to the end, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said with a smile: "If you were crying and begging me just now, I would chop off your hands."

He turned the knife in his hand, his tone was flat, as if he was talking about today's weather.

Akutagawa coughed up blood, and reluctantly climbed up while holding on to the floor.

However, due to insufficient oxygen supply, he only lasted for less than a few seconds before he hit the bed heavily and looked sharply at Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"How about this, let's have a battle between men, if I win, I ask Chuya-senpai not to take a step closer to Mr. Dazai from now on, and completely sever the relationship with Mr. Dazai."

"What if you lose?" Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled and asked back.

The latter glanced at him vigilantly, and said solemnly: "Senior Chuya, no matter what you mean, Mr. Dazai is the bottom line, and I will never do anything to hurt him!"

"So what do you mean, if you lose, you can do anything, as long as it doesn't hurt Osamu Dazai?" Chuya Nakahara answered, he really didn't want to waste time entangled in such mentally handicapped problems.

"Yes." Akutagawa gritted his teeth and stood up, taking out the iPad hidden behind him: "Compared to it, only one round will determine the outcome!"

"Minesweeping tests not only IQ and strength, but also a person's flexibility and agility, as well as...the degree of loyalty to Mr. Dazai."

"If you can prove that you are worthy of Mr. Dazai, and even if you can get his affirmation, then I, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, will naturally respect you."

"what ever."

Seeing that he agreed, Akutagawa went downstairs to fetch a few bottles of red wine, a high-end gaming table, and a self-portrait of Osamu Dazai.

He bowed reverently to the photo, and then hung it in the center of the room, surrounded by flowers and candles.

"..."

The corner of Zhongyuan Zhong also twitched slightly.

He still prefers to use violence, the kind that goes out and fights directly.