【Taizhong】Misplacement

PartB

B8

What is "that kiss yesterday afternoon?"

Osamu Dazai really didn't react at first.First of all, in his consciousness from ten years later, yesterday's tentative "touching the lower lip" action at most is not a kiss at all, what is it?The kind of people who press people in their arms, make a slight sound of lips and tongues, and after separation, each other's eyes have an ambiguous and sticky brilliance; the second is to pick up these things ten years ago from yesterday afternoon. When he got up, he had to seamlessly connect without any flaws, and he had to spare half of his energy to investigate some clues about his coming here. Lin Lin always finally came down, and he was really busy with Dazai who "hasn't been a big brother for many years". I straightened out the lazy tendons that I had been spending the past few years growing mushrooms at home, and the dark circles under my eyes that I didn't get out after staying at home all night playing games returned to my eyes again.

So for a while, I didn't realize what Zhongyuan Zhongye was talking about. To be fair, I really can't blame him entirely.

Of course, it was only a moment before he realized it, just a blink of an eye, but Zhong Yuanzhong, who is used to all kinds of scenes of him not changing his expression and telling nonsense in a serious manner, can he not understand?

Suddenly, the anger that was so hard to suppress just now came out again, the young mafia was furious, and the dark red supernatural power appeared faintly, causing the angry young man to crush it with his foot. Two tiles on the ground—even if the ability can control the shrinkage, it is not a problem to step on two or three tiles in the non-traditional sense—Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his molars hard, his face was dark and cloudy, while Angrily thinking that if I don't fight with this green mackerel, I can't live a day without fighting, and at the same time I am angrily thinking that I am obsessed with such a stupid thing that the other party has forgotten so early, it sounds like I am like Like those high school girls, they seemed to be really looking forward to something.

But this kind of thing is not easy to get angry.Because he is no longer a child, wouldn't he be angry at this time...

Osamu Dazai let out a soft "ah", and tapped the palm of his right hand with his left hand: "Could it be that yesterday...was Chuya's first kiss?"

"..."

If you get angry at this time, wouldn't it be...

The veins on Nakahara Chuya's forehead throbbed wildly.

"...!!!" Just now Zhong Yuan, who was still conscious that he was no longer a child, "clicked" and smashed the floor tile under his right foot, and finally couldn't hold back his feet and scolded, "First kiss?! Dazai Osamu, who are you scolding?" !!! Do I look like that?!?!"

Osamu Dazai smiled innocently, "Hey, isn't it?"

"Is this a question that should be used with interrogative sentences?!" Zhong Yuan was so angry that he burst into flames, and asked back, "You think you are the only one who is popular? Please wake me up! Lao Tzu's suitors can line up from the port to Tokyo Tower, the number of people is no less than you!"

Osamu Dazai nodded, with a bit of deliberate pity and disapproval in his expression, reminding him: "Chuya, you have to play tricks on children."

what?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for two seconds, and then he realized that this bastard was making trouble with his height again, and the only ones who would fall in love with him openly and secretly were only elementary school students! !

fuck you! ! ! !

Zhong Yuanzhong was also so angry that his head was smoking, and he didn't have the slightest awareness that the initial problem had been shifted without a trace, but also thanks to Dazai's interruption, the previous seriousness and anxiety after the problem with the ability was completely squeezed out The cerebral cortex and the left and right ventricles were damaged. The cadre candidate who had been expressionless after leaving the hall turned into a short-tempered little man who was usually short-tempered and aggressive.

The 28-year-old Osamu Dazai, who has become very familiar with coaxing in these years, also returned to normal when he met the young version in front of him, so he squinted and smiled, and easily turned back the topic that had gone away a long time ago: "So are you serious? clue?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat cross-legged on the ground, and brought up this topic after such a fuss. Compared with forcing himself to think and reason just now, he finally felt a little more calm. He frowned and went through yesterday's itinerary again. He stroked his chin and said, "After we separated from you, I went to the port office to process some documents. At that time, no suspicious person approached me, and I also made sure that no one activated abilities nearby."

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai sat lazily on the chair, crossed his legs, carelessly wrapped a few tips of his slightly curly soft hair on his fingers, "and then?"

"Then I rode my scooter to the bar to meet up with Kajii and the others, and drank until about eleven o'clock in the evening."

"Tsk tsk, isn't Mr. Mori not allowing you to ride a motorcycle during working hours?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Chuya Nakahara, a little slug driving without a license."

There was a slight smile at the end of his voice, like a delicate little hook on a fishing rod. When he pulled up the fishing rod, the hook gently scratched Zhongye Zhongye's heart.

Zhong Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.He raised his chin, and the words he said were very straightforward and arrogant: "Yes, so I rode after get off work."

Osamu Dazai didn't intend to entangle him in this aspect, but only urged him to continue, "When drinking, you always meet a lot of people. Is there anyone you feel suspicious about?"

"...Let me think about it." Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and reviewed last night carefully, and began to count them one by one, "I didn't go to the venue to dance, so there are actually only a few people who have contact, the bar owner, the bartender Master, I know a few people who say hello, and... ah." He blinked suddenly.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "Huh?"

"...We also met one of your ex-lover." Thinking about it again, Nakahara Chuya's face darkened half again, but at least he didn't get angry again, maybe he was used to this kind of thing tragically, " He is the resident singer of that bar. He has long black curly hair, and he is walking on high heels that are about 1.7 centimeters high. He is about [-] meters tall, with heavy makeup on his face, so I don’t know what he looks like, but he has a good figure, with a slender waist and long legs. I Passed by her at the door, she should be calling you at that time."

"The description in... is very detailed, and you observed it carefully?" Osamu Dazai had nothing else to say besides this. After all, things about work and his short partner, no matter which one you think about, there are traces. It can be followed, but when it comes to the question of which women he met by chance at this time ten years ago——

This is embarrassing, isn't it?Not to mention ten years later, even if it is really him, he probably won't be able to remember anything in a few months.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes at Tianling Gai, and said with disgust: "You take it as my pleasure. Next time, I will give you my mobile phone number to any random woman. Be careful, I will really immerse you in Tokyo Bay." !"

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Osamu Dazai smiled naturally, "Is there anyone else?"

"There's nothing else...well." Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a while, "Oh yes, when I called you, I went out to smoke, and someone lent me a fire."

"After that, I really can't think of anything else." Nakahara Chuya concluded.

Osamu Dazai quickly calculated what Chuya just explained in his mind, and roughly determined a few people who were highly suspected. He thought about making arrangements in a moment, and first investigated the family backgrounds of these people to the bottom of the sky.

No, it's better to arrange it now, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and to regenerate some ghosts and monsters next to it.

Osamu Dazai made up his mind.

"In this case, you should pass today's ability test first. I will report to Mr. Mori for you, and you can explain yourself to Miss Hongye..." He was thinking about something, and after he knocked his knees twice casually Standing up, passing by Zhongya who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, he walked towards the tightly closed door, signaling the end of this lonely little black house, "Zhongye had better be more honest these two days, and do the basic training of abilities first. , see if there is any improvement, and then understand the current limit, so as not to encounter something suddenly... um, right?"

Nakahara Chuya raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, jumped up on his knees, patted the dirt on his pants, and asked behind Osamu Dazai, "Does that mean it's nothing to do with me now?"

"If Zhongye is willing to come to my office and help me deal with other documents that I don't have time to read because of your sudden appearance, I welcome it." Osamu Dazai held the doorknob, "Ah, but forget it, let Zhongye To see the documents, I might as well go to Taro who is downstairs at the gatekeeper's place."

Taro is a Shiba Inu raised by the janitor.

But the strange thing is that the people behind him didn't respond extraneously after hearing his ordinary joke. Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and then he heard the sound of "click" pushing away the insurance, and behind him at close range The place rings.

It was accompanied by the calm voice of the dwarf who was ten years younger and belonged to the present age.

"Now that I've finished discussing my matter, why not talk about your matter?" Nakahara Chuya's voice was steady without any fluctuation, "For example... who are you, or something like that."

The corners of the 28-year-old Osamu Dazai's mouth slowly curved into an arc, and he remained motionless. His finger on the doorknob touched the polished and smooth alloy. His slightly pale complexion unexpectedly matched the cold metallic color.

He didn't look back, smiled and asked leisurely: "Which game are you playing, Zhongye?"

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to shoot. Although I can be sure that you are definitely not the Osamu Dazai I know, but some places are indeed familiar to the point of horror." This beautiful, young cadre candidate also laughed, Showing a little canine teeth, "I just want to find out who you are, what is your purpose, and where did Osamu Dazai go. But that is on the premise that you are not playing tricks-be careful, my The marksmanship is not as precise as that green mackerel bastard, and it is possible to hit the arm but smash the Tianling Cap."

When Osamu Dazai heard this, he almost couldn't laugh out loud.It seems that in his impression of ten years ago, Zhong Ye seemed to be either so arrogant that he wished the whole world knew how powerful he was, or he was so angry that he jumped and rolled his eyes, with blue smoke rising from the top of his head The irritable state, methodically threatening people like now, is more like the cohabitant he is more familiar with and more intimate ten years later.

No, thinking about it this way, he began to miss his own Dazhongya a little bit.Ahhh, speaking of which, if they hadn’t come here suddenly, they would have spent the long-lost common holiday, taking a lazy nap, eating the snacks they bought the day before, and watching interesting movies that they didn’t have enough time to watch. , and being able to do those comfortable exercises without restraint...the result is good, now whether it is a snack movie or Zhongye, it is all cheap for a certain nasty little devil.

Osamu Dazai thought in his heart, while turning around slowly, he met the eyes of Chuya who turned his face without any ambiguity.

Then, the 28-year-old Osamu Dazai came to this time and space ten years ago for a day and a half, except for the fact that he came to this time and space itself, this is the first time something unexpected happened to him. is almost indifferent.But under the motionless eyes, there was a cluster of icy burning anger and a small amount of confusion that could not be detected.Obviously, the indifference, anger and confusion are directed at "Dazai Osamu" and Dazai Osamu.Facing the indifference of strangers in his partner's skin, the anger towards his partner whose whereabouts are temporarily unknown, and the slight confusion of that subtle familiarity, the eyes he casts him are actually quite serious and complicated, which is very different from the one in Dazai Osamu's impression. Time is not quite the same.

What the 28-year-old Osamu Dazai didn't know was that at this moment, Chuya's eyes were very similar to the eyes of the 28-year-old Chuya when he looked at Dazai Osamu for the first time in another time and space. The eyes of two people in different time and space Over a long period of ten years, the coincidence score is not bad.

... Dazai Osamu blinked again, and after deliberating to pronounce a simple syllable, he still couldn't hold back, sighed, and laughed slowly, "How did you find out?"

What kind of mood did Zhongye treat himself ten years ago?Before facing the scene just now, he subconsciously thought that Chuuye felt that he hated each other from the bottom of his heart at this time, because at this time Zhongye was frizzy and unreliable, and he hadn't matured much—referring to In private, it is a different matter from work, so the two of them have no more communication except for tasks and occasional mutual ridicule and provocation. Of course, he is sure that he is indeed a "companion" in Chuya's heart at this time, but it is just The type of "good understanding, terrible compatibility", and after he defected, even this tiny connection was severed.

So ten years ago, I was still satisfied with my own strength, thinking that I could understand the hearts of most people, but because I was too familiar with He Zhong, I never took a good look at Zhong Ye's eyes.

Looking through the memories that belong to me, how do you see yourself in those years that you have experienced?

Osamu Dazai found silently that he couldn't remember.

And in this unique miracle, he re-viewed all this with the mentality of an elder ten years later, and unexpectedly made a new discovery——his ten-year-old partner hates himself for real, and cares about himself. of.Thinking about it carefully, the self on the other side should have guessed the purpose of this soul exchange, what would that young "self" say?

It will probably be an extremely angry sentence, "Even Zhong is really annoying, that is my own partner, and I will never do such a thing as watching him die - can someone else avoid the risk? Hey!" .

It's amazing. Osamu Dazai, 28, thought to himself.Whether it's the event itself or a by-product of this event.

"Intuition accounts for most of it. You are very similar, I was really almost deceived." Nakahara shrugged, and said bluntly, "But I always feel that something is wrong, and different is different. No matter how you Imitation, but it still shows my flaws... For example, the tone of voice reminds me of goosebumps from time to time, and you told me to "practice the ability well, so as not to..." At that time, you actually wanted to say "so as not to fall when you meet the enemy." A dead end without a place to die, right? The Osamu Dazai I know is always outspoken—"

He paused, and then added: "Of course, I have also cursed back countless times with such vicious words as wishing you an absolutely painless and ugly death."

"What's the matter, except that his intuition is as keen as the big one, when will Chuya pay attention to such details?" Osamu Dazai looked very upset with his face puffed up, "I was also indoctrinated by Chuya that 'already It is impossible for a person who has changed to return to his original self one day' this old-fashioned philosophy of life."

"What's big and small?" Nakahara Chuya seemed to be unhappy with Dazai Osamu's self-talk as he frowned, "The time for small talk is over. Answer my three questions just now, right now."

"Hey, didn't Chuu already vaguely guess it?" Dazai smiled slightly.The young cadres on the outside have slightly curved eyebrows, a handsome and familiar smile, and a sense of meaning inside.

"You..." Nakahara Chuya frowned even tighter.

"Introduce yourself."

Osamu Dazai stepped forward with a smile, without changing his face, he directly touched the black muzzle of the PPK in Nakaya's hand. A vicious thermal weapon was tightly pressed against his chest, and the muzzle of the gun pressed against his straight black suit. There are a small circle of wrinkles, but the expression on the face is still relaxed, as if inviting the most beautiful and pleasing person to drink at a bar.

"I am Osamu Dazai—this is absolutely true, and there is absolutely no possibility of falsification. The reason why Chuya is confused is that I come from ten years later."

Osamu Dazai, a 28-year-old soul, looked at the young Chuya who opened his eyes suddenly, and smiled happily with the corners of his mouth bent.

"Long time no see...partner."

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