Bungo Stray Dog is now a boyfriend

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I just met that person, damn it, his dignity as an executioner is actually in the hands of that kid!As expected of a partner, even the way of greeting is exactly the same.

"Huh?" Chuya still didn't stop, "Will the shirt be torn?"

This is what he bought for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"Chuya, please treat me as an old senior, please!" Aso grabbed Chuya's unbuttoned hand, "I will pay you for the shirt!"

"No need." Zhong also buttoned up his shirt, how could Mr. Aso, who usually strictly enforces the law, be so strange.

Zhong is also ready to face the coming pain, 30 whips, and it is a whip dipped in salt water and pepper, it is impossible to say that it does not hurt.

Aso is worthy of being a veteran who has been in charge of punishment for more than 20 years. The first whip left Chuya with long bloodstains on his back and a big hole in his shirt.

Members of the port mafia are absolutely not allowed to use supernatural powers when they are punished. Chuya visibly flinched when he received the first whip, and was shot and stabbed by Lantang, who opened up the dirty inside of his body. The feeling of being destroyed is different, the pain comes from torture tools that I usually disdain.

In the execution room, apart from the loud whip, there was no other sound.

It's just... the normal whip is dipped in chili water, it doesn't have that kind of burning pain, it's just the pain of bruising. Did Mr. Aso forget to dip the whip in chili water?

Thirty whips, but only 2 minutes.

The back of Zhongye's white shirt was blood red, and the clothes on the back had turned into rags.

"Put on the coat." Aso put the coat on Nakaya's body, causing Nakaya to break out in a cold sweat. He had just been whipped and suddenly covered his back with clothes. Was Mr. Aso helping him or hurting him?

"Mr. Aso has worked hard, it's so late, let's go to bed early." Of course, there is no addition to the whip, and of course he will not say it, whether it is intentional or not, it is better not to mention it.

Saying that is asking for trouble.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.

Zhong also met Xiaohe when he was leaving the port mafia building. It was already winter, and Xiaohe only wore a yellow sweater and a thin coat, and his white skirt fluttered in the cold wind.

Zhong Ye was trying to pretend that he didn't see the quick steps away from Xiaohe, but Xiaohe reached out and grabbed the corner of his coat.

"Chuya, thank you for what happened in Tokyo this morning." Xiaohe's face turned red, it seemed that he had been waiting in front of the building for a long time.

It really was her!It was too prescient for Dazai to keep him from liking Xiaohe.

"Xiaohe, when you heard my voice this morning, did you accidentally call out my name?"

If it is said that Xiaohe is an enemy of the port mafia, Zhong also absolutely does not believe it. If this is the case, then she is too good at pretending, and it is even more impossible to come here to throw herself into a trap.

"Hmm... It seems that Chuya's name was really blurted out at that time," Xiaohe's expression became awkward, "Did I accidentally cause trouble for you?"

The work of the port mafia is very hard and dangerous, if it is troubled by her unintentional words...

"It's nothing, just asking casually." The pain in the back is also in the reminder, and you can't have anything to do with Xiaohe anymore. "Aren't you supposed to study at Dongda University? Why did you suddenly return to Yokohama? Go back, don't let your mother worry .”

Xiaohe's face became even redder, Chuya saved himself twice in a row, he must say that sentence!

"Chuya, I like you!"

Xiaohe let out a long sigh of relief, and finally said it.

"Chuya, since you saved me two years ago, I have loved you. Your embrace on the day of my father's funeral was the greatest comfort to me. Today, you saved me again in that building , I have already been admitted to Dongda University, even at Dongda University, I have never failed in my professional courses, and I have never smoked, drank or gone to nightclubs, please accept..."

Xiaohe couldn't restrain his feelings more and more, and burst into tears.

It's so embarrassing, in front of the boy I like.

"Xiaohe, study hard, it's good, keep going, just stay away from people like me in the future, you deserve a better life." Confessed, the first time I received a confession from a little girl like this, just , he could not accept it.

"Chuya, I don't care that you are a member of the Port Mafia, and I won't cause you any trouble, stay away from you, I don't want it! As long as Chuya wants it, I can..."

"I have a lover."

Refusing a girl's confession, this trick is the most effective.

Sure enough, Xiao He seemed to hear a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and his facial expression was dull for a while.

"who is it……"

"Osamu Dazai, my lover."

Is it taking Dazai to top the vat to make Xiaohe completely cut off his thoughts about him, or is it a wish that he blurted out, Dazai, he will laugh at his own existence after he is whipped.

What's even more tragic is that he actually still likes him.

Xiaohe's hands that wiped his tears visibly trembled.

So it turns out that I have been telling Chuya's lover the little secret that I like Chuya, why is Dazai still so gentle to me, obviously I am... the third party.Dazai still encouraged himself tirelessly, maybe half of the reason for her being able to go to Dongdae University was Dazai's credit.

The prince who rescued the princess from the dragon, the prince and the princess lived happily together.Chuya rescued herself from the bad guys, she could only look at him from a distance, she was not a kind of person at all, in the abyss, the spider thread that Chuya unintentionally dropped became her lifelong belief, Dazai was very smart , looks good, has a nice voice, has a super gentle personality, Zhong also likes him, it's normal.

It turns out that I was hopeless from the beginning, am I too confident?

"Mr. Chuya, I wish you and Mr. Dazai happiness!" Xiaohe said this blessing from the bottom of his heart, give up, Chuya will not belong to him at all.

After Zhongye heard Xiaohe's words, his back hurt and his teeth hurt at the same time, exactly the same as what the girl named Ah Fu said.

"Thank you," Zhong also tried not to sound so awkward, "It's so late, let me find some people to take you home."

Xiaohe wiped away her tears. As the daughter of an excellent subordinate of the port mafia, she must be strong.

"No, I can catch the last bus."

Saying that, Xiaohe turned around and left Chuya, and ran quickly to the subway station not far away. It was just a broken relationship. The photography club of Tokyo University was waiting for her to submit photos of Yokohama's winter scenery.

Zhong also wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Even without the whip dipped in chili water, it would still be enough for him to drink a pot. Are the disinfectants and bandages still available?

Never mind, buy some more.

Members of the port mafia were punished for making mistakes, and the hospitals under the organization were not allowed to accept them. With my appearance, other hospitals may call the police because they suspect that I have been abused. Alas, for the sake of confidentiality, let’s do it ourselves.

It's just the back... Just wash it with alcohol and bandage it casually.

Dazai doesn't know where he is fooling around right now.

When Zhong Ye returned home with the big and small bags, he saw a familiar figure lying on the sofa.

"Osamu Dazai, are you here to mock me?" Naka also threw the convenience bag beside Dazai angrily.

"Chuya shouldn't be bothering with those girls today," Dazai put the handy bag containing disinfection tools on the table, "or because Xiaohe is there."

"I said it wasn't because of Xiaohe!" Dazai, that bastard, kept talking about Xiaohe. He just rejected Xiaohe's confession, and let Dazai take the blame by the way.

Zhong Ye carefully took off his coat, probably blood was also stuck on the coat, but luckily it was black, so you couldn't see it.

That cheating Aso!

Now my shirt is stuck to my back, like super glue, when I tear it off, it's like tearing my skin.

Asshole, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Chuya gritted his teeth and took off his shirt. Damn, he never said that caning is the easiest thing!

"Dead green mackerel, if it's not dead, help me deal with it!" Zhong also found that Dazai had suddenly disappeared, and wanted him to help with the medicine.

"My labor fee is very high." Dazai came out of the room he had been renting, holding another set of disinfectant supplies and tweezers, "How can Zhongye pay me?"

"The old way, free your rent." Nakaya sat on the edge of the sofa with his back to Dazai.

"What a stingy slug." Dazai took out the hydrogen peroxide. This dwarf only knows alcohol, and he wants to die of pain when using these things for such a large area of ​​infected wounds.

Seriously, the old guy Aso had obviously let his subordinates show mercy, why did he still beat him up like this.

30 lashes, not a single lash was missing, there was really nothing to see on the back, the criss-crossed welts, the ripped flesh, and the blood flowing down to the belt.

Chuya obediently waited for the violent disinfection and dressing change brought by Dazai, and suddenly felt a warm and moist object on his back, which was fleeting.

"Dazai, are you a pervert?" I really don't know how Dazai slapped his bloody back.

"Aso didn't dip the whip in chili water, so he's finally sensible," Dazai tugged at Nakaya's hair, "Get down, if you don't want the blood iodine mixture to get into your pants."

"Hey, blow on my back and watch!"

"When I was Dr. Mori's assistant, there was a person with the same injury as you. Someone blew on him, and he said it didn't hurt that much." Of course Dazai would not tell Chuya, it was his lover who blew him up .

"I can't bear even this bit of pain." I don't know if it was affected by Dazai's words, but Chuya really didn't feel so much pain.

Dazai followed Mori Ogai when he was a doctor, and he didn't learn deep operations, but this minor injury was nothing to worry about, and Chuya's injury was treated properly soon, he wouldn't be at this time Playing tricks on his partner, no, it was impossible.

My little partner, compassion will hurt you, the lesson this time is just a small reminder from the leader.

Nakaya struggled to get up from the sofa, Ri Dazai helped him treat the wound for a while, and Dazai didn't know where he went.

"Dazai!"

The house is quiet, it's so cold outside, what the hell is Dazai doing, there is still food at home, so he shouldn't be shopping for food.

The author has something to say: Do you think this chapter of Dazai is super gentle?

In fact, Dazai's words to Chuya, although he often teases others, is never ambiguous at critical moments.

The same is true for Zhongya, using Dazai to reject Xiaohe, this trick is beautiful.

Today is Qixi Festival, and the chocolates in the supermarket should be on sale again. A single dog like me can only buy some chocolates by himself and go crazy with the natal people on the screen.

Here I wish the little angels who read the article can find their own happiness in the future. I don’t know what age the little angels are. If you are a student party, you should focus on your studies. I love you~(づ￣3￣)づ

Chapter: ☆, Chapter 62

Chuya dialed Dazai's cell phone number, and this time he got connected, which was rare.

"Dead mackerel, where are you?"

"Chuya, it's snowing in Yokohama, I'm watching the snow from the roof."

"Look at your sister, be careful not to catch a cold like this, hurry back!" Zhong also noticed that Dazai's coat was still hanging on the hanger, you idiot!

"I'm on the top of the building, come and stay with me, and treat it as my reward for helping you deal with the whiplash." Dazai watched the snow falling on the thousands of households in Yokohama from the top of the building, but he didn't feel any dream, far away Against the backdrop of the night, the sea here is black like a beast that devours all existence.

After all, it’s not as violent as the snow in Sapporo. I don’t know if Ms. Saeki is with Mr. Otani.

Zhongye also embraced himself for the first time in Xuezhong.

In Yokohama this year, the snow fell very early.

"Dead mackerel, why are you on a nerve!"

Behind Dazai, Chuya was holding an umbrella and holding his coat, yelling at Dazai.

"Chuya, look, what do I look like now?" Dazai stretched out his arms to completely expose himself to the wind and snow.

"Like... a devil lost in an absurd jungle." Zhong also expressed his true feelings. The current Dazai, whether he jumped from upstairs, shot at the lights of Wanjia downstairs with a gun, or tried to Pile the poor snow on the roof of the building into a huge snowman... It's not surprising.

Angel, devil, or neurotic, he would rather have that unreliable neurotic, at least like a person.

Chuya walked up to Dazai and roughly put his coat on Dazai. In short, Dazai should not be allowed to die casually now.

"Chuya, don't like Xiaohe." Dazai took the umbrella from Chuya's hand and said in a forceful tone.

"Are you sick, Dazai?"

"Who knows?"

Chuya came out in a hurry, and he didn't have time to put on his hat, and his orange hair was not tied with a headband, and the cold winter wind blew his hair up.

"Dazai, Mr. Aso, did you do something wrong?"

"Does Zhong also want to be grateful to me?"

"Are you eating Xiaohe's jealousy?"

"Xiaohe? You're just not allowed to deal with her."

"Why did you hug me to the bed when I was so drunk, why didn't you dare to look at me when I was taking a shower, why did you make me breakfast, why did you change my medicine so gently, why did you let me go to this kind of place to watch this kind of thing with you Broken scenery!"

There was also silence in the answer.

"Why did you go to Sanxi Garden with me, why did you flirt with me at the fireworks show, why did you keep... giving me hints about that..."

Still silent.

"Osamu Dazai, why didn't you answer!" Nakaya grabbed Dazai's tie fiercely, "You are right, I am a hopeless idiot, but I treat you..." I really like it Terrible.

Zhong didn't have time to say the second half of the sentence, because in the next second, Dazai bowed his head and kissed him, with cold lips, forceful biting, intrusion, and entanglement.

Nakaya stretched out his hand and hooked Dazai's neck forcefully, bastard, how much did he like him to accept his kiss so calmly without even a confession.

Since when did you start caring about Dazai?The trip to Sanxi Garden, CO religious organization incident, Sapporo's dream land, his intentional or unintentional loneliness when he drank his own whiskey secretly, the dragon head war a year ago, or when Dazai blocked the gun for himself in the country A drug trafficking organization incident , or Dazai's absolute trust and redemption in himself in the death puppet incident.

No, maybe earlier, Lantang smiled and said to himself that he wanted to live and that he wanted to be his dog, and that he was beaten so helplessly that he was a cry of worry. The hand that was stretched out to him when plotting against him...

Osamu Dazai, what kind of existence do I have in your eyes, partner?Enemy?friend?lover?

I don't want to ask, I'm afraid I'll get a frivolous answer like "I'm kidding you, maybe Chuuya takes it seriously".

Whatever, at least at this moment, he can still feel Dazai's repressed desire, let's continue to sink, he...is not a good person in the first place.

The umbrella in his hand had been thrown away a long time ago. He waited for this moment for too long. Dazai held the back of Chuya's head, and ran his fingers through his messy hair. Chuya's back was injured and he couldn't hug him. A wise choice to hold the other hand to his partner, too warm, and get a strong back grip.

The tacit understanding between partners is not just fighting and work, there are many more, such as... kissing.

My little partner is still too innocent, whether it is the hand clumsily around his neck, or the shock and jerky response when he stuck his tongue in just now, no matter who makes him the one who makes me want to pry it open all the time. Check his head to see if his brain is filled with the stupid slugs of red wine.

"Enough, Chuya," Dazai carefully wrapped Chuya in his arms, "Enough is enough."

"Dazai, go home."

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