Bungo Stray Dog is now a boyfriend

Article: "(Bungo Stray Dogs fan) Bungo Stray Dogs Now Boyfriend" Author: Avogadro Constant

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The boyfriend standard of the 21st century, he can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, beat mistresses, and fight hooligans.

Osamu Dazai: No, my current boyfriend can blow up halls and kitchens to destroy corpses and wipe out traces, and can fight on the streets invincible, such a cruel person, the mistress has to stay away when she sees him, you mean a hooligan?I'm sorry, but he's just a hooligan with really bad taste.

Chuya Nakahara: Existing boyfriend?You can hang yourself on a beam to commit suicide, and you can jump into the sea to feed seafood, mistress?Oh, he's pretty much in love with Death now, rascal?He's the most qualified hooligan I've ever seen, the kind who is exempt from inspection.

People who eat melons:  …

Osamu Dazai, Chuya Nakahara: The latest definition of current boyfriend, boyfriend who is embarrassing and embarrassing, boyfriend who pays attention to the present world, boyfriend who is treasured in the present world.

People who eat melons: How did you hook up together?

Call for Wenye and Shuanghei! CP too, hey ^_^ Please accept the little angels~

Content tags: strong, powerful, sweet, modern, superficial

Search keywords: Protagonist: Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya┃Supporting actors: Mori Ogai, Ozaki Momiji, Hirotsu Yanagi┃Others: Bungo Stray Dogs, Two Blacks

Article: ☆, wedge

In an unremarkable izakaya in the center of Yokohama, a young man in a sand-colored coat was drinking. It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the man still had no intention of leaving.

"Beautiful lady, are you sure there is really no good wine here that can make people die quickly and without any pain?" The man played with the empty wine glass in his hand, and said negative and world-weary words lightly.

"Sir, this...really not." The girl's expression was a little embarrassed. The man came here more than an hour ago, and the first sentence was "Beauty, please bring me a glass of whiskey mixed with qinghuajia, oh, don't forget Add Bing." After being categorically rejected by her, the second sentence was "Would the lady be willing to commit suicide with me on this moonlight night?" At that time, she was quite frightened, shouldn't it be Could it be a critically ill patient who escaped from a psychiatric hospital?Bandages were wrapped around his wrists and neck, and he appeared to have suffered fairly serious injuries.Fortunately, after these two questions were rejected by her, the man ordered a bottle of ordinary whiskey and drank it until now.

"Excuse me, is there someone waiting for you, sir?" the girl asked. She is on duty tonight. Normally, she can leave work after the last customer leaves, but this man has no intention of leaving at all. A subway is coming, and she doesn't want to spend money to take a taxi back.

The man did not answer his question, but talked about the history of this izakaya: "This izakaya was originally run by an aunt, who committed suicide seven years ago, with a Walther PPK and a bullet, she happily reached the world the other side."

"I've read about this in the newspapers before. Now Yokohama's weapons control is too loose. An izakaya proprietress actually has such a lethal weapon. Also, I heard that this izakaya used to have some connections with the port mafia. relationship!" The girl's gossip soul was also ignited.

The man showed an exaggerated surprised expression and said, "Really?"

"Actually, I also heard about it. About seven years ago, some people wearing black clothes and sunglasses often appeared here, but it has been a long time since these people passed by here."

"Miss, have you ever seen the mafia before? It's amazing!" The man seemed very interested in this topic.

"Don't look at me with such curious eyes. Even if I meet, I may not recognize them. The port mafia has always been a very mysterious existence in Yokohama. I'm just an ordinary migrant worker. How could I know them?" The girl Feeling a little hot on the face, the appearance of the man in front of him is definitely that of a handsome guy. If he hadn't come in and said something so scary, she would definitely strike up a conversation with him immediately.

"That's right, of course a beautiful girl like you won't have anything to do with those people!" The man said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, may I know your name, sir?" the girl asked with a blushing face.

"Chuya Chuya, my name."

"Mr. Zhongyuan, it's a pleasure to meet you tonight. May I ask what unpleasant things happened to you? Why do you want to commit suicide?" the girl asked.

"Yeah, but I was hit. I'm so sad that I'm dying. It's a relationship problem."

"Is Mr. Zhongyuan broken in love?"

"Oh, almost, my lover, kicked me out tonight and told me to die quickly. I just played around with him for a while." The man said with a bitter face.

"That's really too much." The girl said, anyway, it's really too much to let people die, and they drive people out of the house at night, and this gentleman looks so gentle, especially when he smiles, the tea-brown The eyes are the rhythm that wants to drown people in it.

"That's right, it's too much. He's obviously a violent slug, an arrogant little man who still doubts my thoughts. Let's go back to the furnace and improve my poor IQ first!" The man complained after taking a big sip of wine.

"But sir, why did you give your lover such a weird nickname?" The girl felt that she had made a mistake in her judgment. Maybe this guy was a vicious guy, and maybe it was really his own fault for her lover to kick him out.

At this time, the wind chimes in front of the izakaya rang, and a new customer came to the store, dressed in black, wearing a slightly retro black fedora hat, long orange hair tied casually on the side of the neck, exuding a harmonious He's about as low in stature as a low air pressure.

"Because this guy is a hopelessly rotten bastard!"

The girl asked curiously: "Mr. Zhongyuan, do you know each other?" Good-looking skins are not the same. The only handsome men in the world are divided into dozens of different styles by face controlers. The newcomer in front of him is blue. The eyes are as pure as the sky in Yokohama just after it rained, pure without a little impurity, working overtime and meeting two different types of beauties, this is not a loss.

"Mr. Zhongyuan? You bastard, you better explain to me what's going on!" The orange-haired man slapped his palm on the table and said.

"Dazai, don't be angry, I'm just a rotten bastard in Zhongyuan, Dazai is the real handsome man."

"Stop playing this kind of word games with me, Dazai, I'll kill you if you use my name again in the future!" the orange-haired man threatened viciously.

"Wait, who are you..." The girl was confused by the current situation, and the man gave her a fake name just now. Fortunately, she didn't have the cheek to ask for contact information, otherwise he might have given her the same name. Incorrect contact details.

The man in the sand-colored coat put down his wine glass and said, "Stop making trouble, I am Dazai, Dazai Osamu, and the short-tempered little man next to me is Nakahara Chuya. I just made a little joke with you, please forgive me."

"It's okay, you two are good friends. Mr. Dazai was kicked out by his girlfriend tonight. Mr. Nakahara can let him stay at your house for a while." Then I can go home. The girl didn't say this Exit, she doesn't like men who like to cheat, no matter how good-looking they are.

"Even if he was expelled, he asked for it! Dead green mackerel, looking smug all day long! The only value of your existence is to help the country consume excess bandages!"

"Chuya, we are ex-partners! That's how you judge me." Dazai clutched his chest in pain.

"Don't forget that it's your former partner. Now I'm not. You should find your current partner."

"But I still prefer our current relationship," Dazai suddenly stood up and whispered in Chuya's ear, "I prefer..."

"Shut up, be careful, I'll really kill you!" Chuya covered Dazai's mouth that smelled of alcohol. He, Chuya Nakahara, a cadre of the port mafia, had good looks, ability, and style. Such a bear thing!

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No.: ☆, snail

Seven years ago, the Port Mafia Building Office.

"Speaking of which, why do I have to carry out missions with this little guy!" Osamu Dazai was quite dissatisfied now, his wailing echoed in the huge office, he won Chuya in the shogi game yesterday, and the eyes of this little guy almost wanted to eat him alive.

"Do you think that I need you to accompany me to carry out tasks of this level? Clearing out hostile organizations and taking people like you is just a hindrance, you bastard who only wants to commit suicide all day long!" Nakahara Nakaya said to Dazai Ji roared, he didn't want to experience Dazai's triumphant look and malicious ridicule yesterday again.

Mori Ogai watched the two young people's quarrel with great interest, crossed his hands under his chin, and smiled inscrutablely.

"If you want me to work obediently, please change your partner, the leader, and the pleasant air around this little guy will become dirty!" Osamu Dazai clasped his hands together in a begging tone to Mori Ogai, and the dwarf could not be ruled out. The possibility of retaliation.

"Huh? Hurry up and get busy with your suicide business, I wish you success as soon as possible, and step into your ideal road to hell!" Nakahara Nakahara resisted the urge to beat Dazai away and sincerely said to Mori Ogai put forward his own suggestion: "The enemies of the port mafia this time are just a group of stray dogs from Kyoto. I will be responsible for eliminating these street rats who only know how to hide. In Yokohama Dare to hit the mafia's idea, let them understand that fighting against Hong Kong gangsters is the thing they regret most during their escape career."

"It's not that simple, Nakaya-kun." Mori Ogai pointed to the information in Nakaya's hand.

According to the data, they attacked the hotel owned by the mafia a week ago, killed the hotel staff and important customers, intercepted the "port" trading valuable important commodities three days ago, and invaded the weapons of the organization's wharf last night warehouse, stole all the weapons and equipment in the warehouse, and killed the guards.

Since Mori Ogai took over as the leader of the port mafia, he has cleared out the forces of many opposing organizations. The sharpness of his wrists completely dispelled the idea of ​​those who wanted to take advantage of the change of the gang leader in Hong Kong. Aroused Mori Ogai's killing intent.If you dare to break into the territory of the Yokohama underground organization and do mischief, then let them experience the strength and methods of the mafia.

"It seems that these fugitives are either protected by an unknown expert, or there are powerful people within their organization that allow them to launch so many attacks without us discovering them." Osamu Dazai put down With the information in his hand, his tea-brown eyes stared at the wall behind Mori Ogai without focus, "Well, no matter what kind of existence is quite a headache, the territory inside the organization is not something that people can come and go when they say it." Just leave the vegetable market, there is no useful information about supernatural powers, if there is a big tree behind them that can be relied on, it will be intriguing... I need to investigate the incident and see if I can get anything useful information."

"Dazai-kun, let you and Chuya solve this incident together. Go to the location of the incident to investigate and see if you can find any clues. Although the enemy's hands and feet are clean and neat, if it is Dazai-kun, I believe you can find something interesting." I will hand over the Silver Hand to you, and I hope that I will receive satisfactory results in the near future, just like the last time I resolved the resurrection of the former leader."

Ogai Mori handed the letter signed with his name to Osamu Dazai, and watched the two young men walk out of the office one after the other.

Interesting combination.

Autumn in Yokohama is as clean and cool as ever. Under the autumn wind, the ginkgo leaves on the roadside fly like golden butterflies to the black asphalt road, to the shoulders of pedestrians, to the sea with white waves, and to the central plains. Also the black top hat.Nakahara Nakaya looked at Osamu Dazai who was walking in front, his thin body was covered by a large black coat, and a white bandage was wrapped around his head. Looking at his sloppy look, street bums looked more pleasing to the eye than him.

"It's really an eyesore!" Chuya couldn't bear it anymore. Ever since he left the leader's office, Dazai Osamu was like a walking corpse, ignoring a word. Zhongya actually understood that he already had a detailed plan in his heart, but he was too lazy It was just talking to him, since the leader asked him to cooperate with Dazai, he could only obey.The leader's order can never be violated, this is the iron law of the port mafia.But this guy is so annoying to death from his clothing taste to his inner personality.

"The weather is really nice today. I seem to hear someone talking. Is it you, Chuya?" Osamu Dazai seemed to have noticed the existence of Chuya Nakahara just now, and turned around to look at Chuya, "Sorry, Nakaya , Just now I was thinking about how to throw myself into the sea handsomely. I didn't notice that you were still following me, but I also blame you for being too short. Look, I need to observe carefully to see your existence. Dazai looked down at the brim of Nakaya's black hat exaggeratedly, as if observing the expression of an insect, almost without a magnifying glass in his hand.

"I can't listen to a single word that comes out of your mouth. If it wasn't for the leader's order this time, I wouldn't bother to talk to you. You can die as you please, you bandaged bastard! And don't look at the snail with that kind of eyes Look at me!" Chuya felt that his fist was ready to beat Dazai into a lower existence than a snail walking on its back.

"Hey, Chuya, let's go to the location of the incident to investigate together, starting from the nearest weapon depot." Osamu Dazai changed his face in a blink of an eye, as if he was a model partner, and even cordially rolled up Chuya's arm.

"Okay, if you finish the task earlier, you don't have to stay with a guy like you. I really don't know what the leader thinks, let you work with me, and I'm not afraid that I will accidentally let you sacrifice honorably in the process of carrying out the task Is it?" With this guy's nasty character, Chuuya was really afraid that he couldn't control himself and let him meet with the sea god Poseidon in the depths of the sea.

At this time, an old man in a black windbreaker came to meet him. Time has left deep marks on his face, but his eyes are still sharp like a falcon hunting for prey. His gray hair is meticulously combed behind his head, and he has a slender figure. It looks like a gentleman walking along the River Thames in England in the [-]th century.

"Hi, Mr. Morita, long time no see, you are still so personable." Osamu Dazai smiled and waved to the old man.

"Dazai, the leader has entrusted you with an important task this time. As the person in charge of the area where the incident occurred, please let me know if you need my help this time."

Morita is a two-term veteran of the port mafia. He has survived in the mafia organization for so long and has some methods and experience of his own.

To them, the replacement of the leader of the port mafia is just a change of company boss. As long as the mafia can dominate the cruel underground world in Yokohama, it means that he has the capital to be the leader, and he is willing to deliver for what is worth it. The leader of the organization of life offers his allegiance.This time the enemy attacked the arsenal under his jurisdiction, and he should be responsible for it, and he is also happy to serve the young people who have just joined the organization.I heard that Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara have a bad relationship, but it seems that the facts are not as rumored.

Morita's eyes fell on Dazai Osamu's arm holding Chuya, "It seems that you two young people have a good relationship!"

Chuuya shook off Dazai's hand in disgust, and said, "Mr. Morita, don't get me wrong, this guy and I are only temporarily cooperating because of the leader's order." No wonder Dazai was so close to him suddenly just now, this is definitely disgusting him on purpose Woolen cloth.

"It's normal for young people to fight and fight. I've heard a little bit about Chuya's incident before. It's quite remarkable. He was only 15 years old with such a powerful skill. When I was young