Oba Hazo's Time Traveling

[Yezang's perspective]

'Before going to Hokkaido, I found Odasaku once. '

Dazai knew about this, but he never raised any questions about my relationship with Odasaku. Should I say he was letting go or turning a blind eye? He would whine in my ears about [Mr. , but kept silent about Oda. '

' At most it was: Ah, you went to Oda Zukuo yesterday, and I replied yes, and he stopped talking. '

'Even I don't know why I went to Odasaku, maybe I took his words seriously, and if I was too tired, I went to him to rest for a while. I tried it once or twice, but for some reason, Even the insomnia that has plagued me for a long time has been solved, and I don't need to be in a daze at the lines on the ceiling while drinking wine late at night. '

'So before I go to Hokkaido, I have to look for him once anyway. '

……

Before Odasaku entered, he smelled a very strong aroma of curry.

The apartment building he lives in is quite old, and it is also accompanied by a series of problems such as aging pipes. Every meal time, the fragrance of meals wafts in the corridors.

It is said that a neighbor mentioned it to the apartment manager, hoping to repair the exhaust fan, but nothing happened.

He opened the door and said, "I'm back."

Ye Zang, who was wearing a goose yellow apron, held a small dish for tasting in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand.

He is very comfortable here in Oda.

That is to say, he would not panic, put down the plate in a hurry, greeted Oda, and said with a flattering and flattering smile: "You are back."

Instead, he tasted the taste calmly, put the small dish back into the sink slowly, and said casually: "Welcome back."

"Yeah." Oda said.

While taking off his coat, he asked, "Which house is burned today?"

Ye Zang said, "The Thai green curry in the downtown area."

Ye Zang's intelligence is all-round. His sense of smell is sensitive enough. If he wants to, he can pick out the right ratio from thousands of spices to perfectly restore the taste of curry.

Just relying on his tongue, he can become an incredible chef.

In fact, Dazai can also do this, but he seldom cooks serious dishes. The hard and delicious tofu, as well as the vigorous stewed chicken that makes people lose consciousness are all his masterpieces.

"Ah." Oda Saku said, "That one is delicious."

Ye Zang smiled, it wasn't a smile from the heart, but there were small dimples on his cheeks.

"I know."

He said, "Come on, it's ready to eat."

He took out the clean white plates from the cupboard (the cupboard was integrated with the sink), put a plate of steaming rice on Odasaku, and poured curry sauce on it.

The rest are stuffed into small glass boxes one by one, and sent to the freezer of the refrigerator when the curry cools down. If you eat a big pot of curry every day, you can eat it for more than a week.

When he was serving curry, Odasaku took out the small round table, and he also took the bedding and placed it on the other side of the narrow room, a little distance from the small round table for eating.

He didn't ask Aye if he ate or not. The latter didn't show his love for curry, but if you asked him, he would definitely show a surprised expression and say, "That's really embarrassing", and then eat it pretending to be happy stand up.

'He came here to rest. '

Odasaku understands this very well.

After Aye finished working on the cooking table, he washed his hands and hung the apron on the hook attached to the side of the refrigerator. Odasaku was eating curry seriously, looking at the mattress and praised : "You are so considerate."

Then turned her back to him and changed into pajamas.

He has two sets of pajamas here in Oda.

After lying down on the soft quilt, Aye smelled the sun on the quilt. He suddenly turned over and said, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

Odasaku paused: "Where are you going?"

"Hokkaido."

A Ye added: "One week, or two weeks."

"Hmm." Oda Saku thought for a while and said, "Hokkaido is very cold now."

"seems like it."

"That," he said, with uncanny poise, "put on more clothes."

Ye Zang buried his head in the bedding.

"Ok."

he whispered back.

……

April 1

Night.

On the evening of the 2nd, Nakahara Chuya received a message from Mori Ogai that he was going on a business trip to Hokkaido with Ye Zang. He almost hung up the phone when the phone rang again.

The second visitor is [Nakahara Chuya], someone he trusts and even admires a little bit. He only said one sentence solemnly:

"Aye will leave it to you."

What else can Zhong Yuanzhong say, he originally wanted to say "I will try my best", but the words on his lips turned into "I will protect him".

This change made him a little irritable for no reason, as if he was carrying some heavy burden that he didn't want to touch, [Nakahara Chuya] seemed to have expected his reaction, didn't say much, just said "please" and "thank you" and then went on again Hang up the phone.

Zhongyuan Zhong was not appeased at all.

He doesn't really want to recall Ye Zang, they are really unfamiliar, the only meeting is that time, [Nakahara Chuya] took him away from Dazai, and he left the impression that it was someone who had nothing to do with Dazai A frail man with a resemblance.

Not Mafia at all.

But [Zhongyuan Zhongya] told him that Aye was a relic from the sheep era, and he was the only person standing behind him, which gave Yezang a wonderful definition.

'Just treat it like someone you haven't met. '

Zhongyuan Zhong also decided: "He is a civil servant with no force and intelligence, and he may be a bit cowardly." '

'I guarantee his safety while in Hokkaido, that's enough. '

……

April 1

Ye Zang came to the port mafia in the car of [Central Plains Chuya].

Chuya here is still at the hasty age of 16, and he loves his nimble and cool Harley more than four-wheel drive vehicles, while the older one, that is, [Nakahara Chuya], who is eighteen or nineteen years old, loves him His two-wheeled motorcycle was replaced by a sports car.

There are many reasons, including that Harley can only let Ye Zang sit in the back seat and hug his waist. He has good speed and physical sense, but occasionally he is worried that the night wind will blow A Ye's hair into a mess.

After the age of 17, he never took Ye Zang on a motorcycle, but liked to take him for a ride in a sports car.

He watched Ye Zang pack out a suitcase and put it full of winter clothes. The winter in Hokkaido is very cold.

When we got to the tarmac, Zhong Yuanzhong was already waiting there.

[Zhong Ye] said cautiously: "I leave it to you."

A Ye was behind him, did not speak, his eyelids were drooping, and others could only see the fine eyelashes, he was a shy and handsome man in every sense.

"what."

The commercial plane took off at nine o'clock, and it would take one and a half hours to Hokkaido. Aye turned on his computer and did some work.

Rather than saying it was quiet, it was better to say that there was a frozen atmosphere pervading the business jet.

Zhong Ye was okay, he felt a little embarrassed, but he could still bear it, after all he had the thick nerves of a Yamato man, but this was a torment for A Ye.

He moved in embarrassment and decided to find something to talk about.

"I sorted out the information." He started with the things at work.

"Mr. Mori should tell you about the upcoming dragon war. In our world, after four months of war of attrition, the situation has gradually become clear. Among the local forces in Yokohama, the port mafia is the most powerful, and the most concerned foreign forces are Russia's 'bad rat'."

He tried his best to describe it in a business-like manner. Judging from Aye's understanding of Chuya in the Central Plains, he is a serious person and doesn't like to listen to jokes.

Sure enough, Zhong was also attracted.

'The chief didn't tell me that much. ’ he thought to himself, ‘He asked me to ask [Dazai] directly. '

But he sat blankly in his seat for a long time, but he couldn't find a reason to speak.

"What's the matter with the bad mouse?" Chuya asked.

Ye Zang put the computer on the table, and he adjusted the position, but no matter how he looked at it, the posture was too awkward for two grown men to watch the screen at the same time, so he said to Zhong in embarrassment:

"Please, sit beside me."

There is also a single sofa beside him, and the armrests of the two sofas are next to each other.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat up without hesitation.

Aye said: "Unlike Britain, France and the United States, Russia is not considered one of the victorious countries. In 2000, because of conflicts between the Tsar and other nobles in the country, the country fell into civil strife, so they withdrew from the war prematurely."

"The aftermath of that civil strife is Russia's policy towards supernatural beings."

Zhong Yuanzhong also seems to have heard of this: "They don't seem to like people with supernatural powers very much."

Ye Zang nodded and said, "That's right." He clicked on a few pictures.

"The official government adopts a strict supervision policy on people with supernatural abilities. This is on the surface. In fact, if they are determined to have supernatural abilities, they will be imprisoned in prisons in Siberia."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also noncommittal: "Ordinary prisons can't trap people with supernatural abilities."

Ye Zang added: "It's a powerful person with supernatural abilities."

"But you are right. Some people with supernatural powers have the power to fight against the city after awakening, and some people in China sympathize with or even worship people with supernatural powers. Therefore, many institutions that are at odds with official organizations have been created."

"In general, Russia is no better off than Japan at the moment."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the screen.

"Bad Rat is one of the organizations that are wanted by the government." Aye paused, "It ranks quite high among the supernatural organizations in Russia."

"No one knows why they entered Japan, at such a sensitive time."

He said softly, "It's as if... foretold the death of Ping Nei Xiaoyao."

"Bangdang-"

No one knew what was going on, the strong air flow slapped the wings of the business jet, the cabin shook violently, A Ye opened his eyes wide in surprise, the computer that was parked on his lap almost flew out.

And his people have to leave their seats.

He wasn't wearing a seat belt.

"!"

Arms that were not slender but full of strength stood in front of him, and the young Zhongyuan Zhong also stood up abruptly from his position, blocking Aye's tendency to lean forward.

His whole body almost crashed into Chuya's arms.

"Are you okay?" Chuuya asked.

"I..." Aye was in a daze, "It's okay."

He stepped back into his seat seemingly lightly.

"..."

Zhong also pressed his hat.

The lingering scent of mint lingered on his collar.