【Taizhong】Madman

The sweetheart's name is Nakahara Chuya.

This was the only piece of information that Osamu Dazai got from the little villain who cherished words like gold after he felt his knees were about to be kicked green.And this bit of information is also very difficult, in addition to being thick-skinned and courageous and indeed having a handsome face, the heart surgeon who was held hostage by a knife almost sat on the ground and rolled and cried. This last resort is useless Out.

Osamu Dazai: "It's OK to take you back to my house, and it's OK to see you for free...but at least tell me your name?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also dripped water with a gloomy face, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the steel blade and the fragile neck were a little closer, and an ominous red mark soon appeared on the pale skin.He asked blankly, "Do you want to die, or do you want to know my name?"

Osamu Dazai's life is in the hands of others, but he still has a resolute expression on his face that is not afraid of death, and because that expression is too righteous, it seems that there is still a bit of righteousness of "death under the peony flower, even a ghost is a romantic" . "Anyway, if I obediently listen to your words, I will definitely be silenced afterwards. In this case, of course, it is worthwhile to know the beauty's name~"

Zhongyuan Zhongye has been working as a killer for so many years, and has met countless people of all kinds, so it stands to reason that the cold and calm layer on his face would not be easily broken.But at this moment, in the cramped alley behind this high-end apartment building, he was still shocked by the stinking shamelessness of this handsome man in front of him, and he didn't know how to refute for a while, so he opened his eyes slightly. Beautiful ice-blue eyes, with a little blood stained on his face who doesn't know who it belongs to—and judging from Dazai Osamu's unusual mental state and condescending angle, he still feels that the man in front of him is threatening his life with a knife. The little villain is kinda cute now.

So he lowered his eyes, and continued to act boldly: "And you see, if you kill me in this kind of place, how to deal with the body is secondary, but your injury is no longer good enough to delay, right?"

"?!"

Nakahara Chuya's eyes suddenly became dangerous at that moment, so sharp that it almost made Osamu Dazai feel that he was going to say goodbye to this colorful world in the next moment—fortunately, this little villain didn't know what he thought of at the last moment Instead of doing anything, he just stared at him closely, but he didn't speak either.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes slightly, and tried to make his voice sound the same as before: "You are too vigilant—after all, I am also a doctor in the heart surgery department? The operation to rescue patients who have been involved in car accidents or gang fights has been done. I don’t know how many, if I can’t tell the amount of bleeding and injury from the blood on your clothes, then I can retire.”

The chief surgeon at this age?The suspicion in Nakahara Nakaya's eyes didn't lessen because of his explanation. His eyes wandered twice on Dazai Osamu's handsome face that must have fascinated many little girls, no matter how you look at it. I think this person is in his early twenties, about the same age as me——

But being in his early twenties is obviously more than enough to be a killer, and to be a surgeon... isn't he a little too young?

Osamu Dazai, who stood obediently on the spot, knew the art of talking to the point, and knew that talking too much right now would be counterproductive, so he just stood still and let him look at him.

After a suffocating silence, Nakahara finally moved the dagger away slowly, turned to aim at the waist of Dazai Osamu, and poked impatiently: "Go quickly."

After thinking about it, he added softly: "...Chuya Zhongyuan, my name."

Osamu Dazai heaved a sigh of relief calmly, and turned into a playful smile because he got his wish (or the trick succeeded).Then he unbuttoned the camel windbreaker, and quickly wrapped the little Mr. Killer inside.

Zhong Yuanzhong almost stabbed him in the stomach: "What are you doing—"

"—Hush," Osamu Dazai raised a finger with a smile, and touched his lips like a superficial touch, "If you don't cover it up like this, the property manager will be scared to call the police when you go in later of."

...Oh, yes.Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked and became quiet.While trying his best to endure the strange feeling of being hugged by a stranger, he threatened Osamu Dazai with a knife under the cover of his windbreaker not to try to play tricks. It wasn't until he walked through this alley and walked around to the door of the apartment building that he realized later. Respond to a question consciously.

The property manager will be frightened to call the police, why aren't you so frightened that you want to call the police?

However, before he had a deep doubt about this question, Osamu Dazai gently moved his hand on his shoulder, reminding him to pay attention to the steps under his feet (did he see me as a woman?! Nakahara thought angrily in his heart.), and then walked Entering the bright and unmarked glass door, and walking towards another elevator that has not been overhauled in the building, the expression is ordinary, as if he really just brought a lover home for the night.

When they passed by the small window of the property management, the middle-aged uncle on duty tonight glanced out, and then smiled at Osamu Dazai: "Good evening, Mr. Dazai."

Dazai stopped and smiled politely: "Good evening, Mr. Toyama."

"It's the first time I saw you bring your girlfriend home." Because he was really familiar with each other, the middle-aged uncle teased him with winks.

Nakahara Chuya's eyebrows twitched, and he almost wanted to jump out in a rage and kill the blind property first, and then go back and kill the black-haired doctor who was a head taller than him.But the hand tightly pressed on his shoulder reminded him that the property was not unreasonable—he was wrapped in the arms of this man, and the warm camel windbreaker not only blocked him from the wind, but also blocked his eyes. Most of his face, and what the bartender said, almost everyone knows that this thick-skinned doctor is an outright straight man, so judging from this and his size, ordinary people will indeed immediately think He is a girl.

But it's one thing to know intellectually, and quite another to be resentful emotionally.Zhong Yuanzhong also weighed it for a moment, and felt that he could not treat himself badly, so he bent his elbow and gave the man who was hugging him hard.

Osamu Dazai broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead: "..."

This is really a grievance like winter thunder and summer rain and snow, and there is no way to argue, and there is no place to avenge himself.

After dealing with the property in a few words, the two of them finally got into the elevator in this seemingly intimate posture, and returned to Osamu Dazai's apartment on the sixteenth floor without incident.Opening the door, Dazai walked in first, followed by Chuya with a knife on his lower back.After turning on the light, Osamu Dazai consciously went to get the spare medicine box at home. Then Nakahara Chuya stood in the entrance and looked around. It can be seen from the tight line of his upper arm that he still hasn't let down his vigilance in the slightest. .

Osamu Dazai took the medicine box and went back to the living room. When he looked up, he looked vigilant like a small animal. After he endured and endured, he still couldn't hold back his words and teased him: "Come and sit here, I don't need guards." Yes, how can I bandage you while you are standing there?"

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave him a sinister smile, then slowly raised his hand——

There was only a sound of "噗", and the dagger pierced Dazai's ear into the wall behind him.

And after piercing it in, the handle does not tremble.

Osamu Dazai: "..."

Osamu Dazai succumbed to the evil forces and obediently changed his words: "...Please come here and sit down."

Zhongyuan Zhong also lazily walked over and pulled out the dagger, pretending to be perfunctory: "Sorry, my hands are slippery."

Osamu Dazai wiped his face: "...it's okay."

While talking, Nakahara Nakaya walked back in front of Dazai, frowned, took off the blood-stained overcoat, and threw it on the ground aside, revealing the black tights that were also soaked in blood inside, and then said expressionlessly. Sitting down on the sofa in front of Dr. Dazai.

However, as soon as he sat down, he frowned again—it wasn't because of the wound on his body, but because someone's gaze was really a bit unscrupulous.If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't want to move because of his injury today, and he really needed a doctor, Zhong Yuanzhong would have thrown him out of the window from the sixteenth floor.

The scar is gone and the pain is forgotten, he thought bitterly, it must have been created for this guy.

On the other side, Dr. Osamu Dazai didn't realize that he had been virtually killed a hundred times in the human brain.Right now, he couldn't help whistling for the smooth and graceful muscle lines outlined by the tights of this villain, and walked around his patient's whole body with rogue eyes without any medical ethics, admiring it After thinking about it for a while, he picked up the prepared surgical scissors just a second before the vicious sweetheart broke out (no one knows why he put this thing in his home), and planned to cut the skin that was stuck together with blood. Clothes cut.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly simulated a simple plan in his mind. When he was about to strike, he saw that Zhongyuan Zhongye had a gunshot wound on his shoulder blade, and asked with a frown, "I said..."

"No date." Zhong Yuan quickly interrupted him, "I said I'm not interested in flirting with straight men!"

Osamu Dazai: "...huh?"

The two looked at each other silently, and after a few seconds, Zhongya Nakahara realized something from the other's innocent expression.He slowly, slowly pursed his lips into a straight line, and looked at Osamu Dazai with dead eyes.

So even though Dr. Dazai was rolling with laughter several times in his heart, he could only pretend that nothing happened just now, and continued what he said just now with an upright expression:

"It may be a little painful in the future. There is no anesthetic at home, so bear with it yourself."

TBC