【Taizhong】The Aesthetics of Legs

"Thank you for your patronage, the total is 1280 yen." The cash register made a crisp ding-dong sound, and the proprietress of the ramen shop held her face intoxicated as she took the money from Osamu Dazai, "It would be great, if my son could be like you It would be nice if they were the same length and so handsome."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyebrows modestly: "Where, I believe that your son must be a good-looking talent."

"Speaking of which, is it your friend who came here today?" The proprietress pointed suspiciously at the students with "bad" faces outside the door, then looked at the well-behaved and weak boy in front of her, and quietly covered her mouth and moved. In the past, "it's not that the aunt is meddling in other people's business. It's better for those people to keep less contact with each other. Don't imitate the young ones."

"Excuse me." Dazai Osamu looked back at the door. Ikeda, who was leaning on the door rail, was holding his phone anxiously. He squinted his eyes, and a trace of darkness slipped through his eyes.

"Here, your change." Just as the landlady stretched out her hand, Osamu Dazai grabbed it, and she almost yelled out in fright.

"Shh~" Osamu Dazai gestured for silence, and tilted his head with a smile, "There is no need to give these small change. In contrast, can you do me a favor?"

Under the earnest gaze of the other party, the proprietress gradually calmed down, looked around, and replied in a low voice: "You really encountered some trouble?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head and let go of the proprietress's hand. At this time, the proprietress suddenly found that there was an extra note in her hand.

"This is......"

But this sentence was not answered, the boy's back dissipated at the door of the store like a gust of wind, leaving the proprietress alone staring at the change and the note in her hand at a loss.

"Damn...why can't I get through? What the hell is going on over there!" Ikeda sent a text message angrily. When he saw Osamu Dazai come out, he immediately closed the phone and put it back in his pocket, pretending to be very familiar with him. , "Hey, Dazai-kun, what's the matter, do you think it's aggrieved to invite us to eat?"

"Can I go back?" Osamu Dazai said expressionlessly.

"Go back?" Ikeda glanced at the followers around him, and they all showed the same subtle expressions as him, "No, no, it's still early, otherwise, why don't you go somewhere with us? We'll let you go play How about going home?"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Osamu Dazai agreed or not, he dragged him forward, and a follower followed quietly, whispering in Ikeda's ear: "...It seems that he has disappeared."

"Hmph, troublesome guy." Ikeda snorted coldly, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

Like many goofy routines, Ikeda finally brought Osamu Dazai to an abandoned warehouse at the port.

The darker and more hidden the place, the more suitable for violence. This is an eternal truth. Not only do you not have to worry about being discovered by others, but you can also satisfy your secret sadistic feelings.The ugly expression exposed in the dark is the truest appearance of human beings.

"Osamu Dazai, do you know why you are here?" The door of the warehouse was pushed up by a few servants, Ikeda was smoking a cigarette, and suddenly kicked the soda can under his feet, the sound of bang bang resounded in the dim warehouse . "Actually, I also want to let you go back. Your body is already so weak that it doesn't make sense for me to beat you up again. Ah, how about this? Tell me what's wrong with you? Tell me and let me go." You go back."

Osamu Dazai, who was standing in the center, turned his body sideways and tilted his head. The moonlight poured down from the damaged roof, covering his whole body with a halo.

"I don't know." Very calm tone.

"Cut." Ikeda spat, stepped forward and grabbed Dazai Osamu by the collar, "Yoshiko Araki, remember! There must be such a woman among your many women!"

"I remember the names of all the women I have met with." Dazai Osamu was not intimidated by the other party's aura, and looked straight at the other party, "I don't know her."

Osamu Dazai's eyes were calm, without any sign of lying, for a moment Ikeda almost believed it.

"What are you kidding! She hardly answers my calls because of you! Who doesn't know that she is hanging out with you! Quick! Take out your phone!" Osamu Dazai hesitated, took out the phone, and the other party snatched it.

"Ha! As long as it's your number, she will definitely answer it right away, and then it will be up to you... how bad you are!" Ikeda frantically dialed the phone number, almost wanting to worship his own wisdom.

At the same time, Liangzi, who was doing homework in the room, suddenly heard a bell ringing in her schoolbag. She put down her pen and walked over with a puzzled expression.

"Hey?"

"Busy!?" Ikeda looked at the phone in disbelief, but there was a clear and clear female voice notifying that the line was busy.

"Heh." The corners of his mouth curled up in the dark.

Ikeda turned his head furiously, Dazai Osamu was still the same as before, with a very innocent expression, without any trace of a smile.

hateful......

"Um, uh, I'm from Hongyuan Ramen Restaurant."

"Ramen restaurant? I didn't call it Ramen." Ryoko frowned, "Did you type it wrong?"

"No, no, that's right, that...is a Mr. Dazai..." The proprietress pressed the phone with her neck, unfolded the crumpled note, and followed the original words on it word by word Repeatedly, "It is said that there are varieties that Ms. Logi likes in our store. I would like to ask, what kind of ramen do you like? We may be able to deliver it to your door."

"Dazai-kun?" Ryoko became interested, and curled her curly hair with her fingers, "Then tell me what kind of ramen you have in your store?"

"Why is the line busy all the time!!!" Ikeda tremblingly held the phone.

"I've said it all, I don't know the so-called Ryoko Araki." Osamu Dazai took a step forward and pulled out his mobile phone little by little, "If this misunderstanding brings you any unpleasantness, I can treat you to something next time."

"Ah? Are you taking me for a fool?!" Ikeda became annoyed, knocked down Osamu Dazai's cell phone, and crushed it with his foot.

His eyes were fierce and cruel, crushing the broken glass on the soles of his feet: "No matter what, it's impossible to just let you go today."

Osamu Dazai glanced at his cell phone, but still didn't have much reaction.

"What? Are you still thinking that the short guy Chuya Chuya will come to help you?" Ikeda sneered.

"Chuya?" Osamu Dazai was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't understand why Chuya's name was mentioned at this time.That young master who was born in the underworld who often met at the office door, but never looked at him directly, had a good-looking face but was full of hostility, causing trouble everywhere, but he was not qualified to say that he was nothing.

"You know him, right? Nakahara Chuya, he followed him from school to that ramen restaurant?" Ikeda patted his head, gloating, "It's a pity that his hat is so conspicuous that he was caught halfway. My people found out, and now I don’t know where I’m still suffering.”

Ikeda seemed to be showing some great deeds.

"There are quite a few people who went to surround him this time, and they even brought weapons. If he is so good at fighting, he should be lying on the ground and can't get up now!"

A cell phone rang, and Ikeda looked at Osamu Dazai reflexively. Dazai shrugged and looked at the soles of his feet. Only then did the other party realize that Dazai Osamu's cell phone had been crushed by him. He took out his cell phone in embarrassment. I am happy.

"Look! Said Cao Cao Cao Cao is here... Hey? You've got it done, right! How do you get that dwarf..."

Before Ikeda finished speaking, the warehouse door was pulled open with a "shua".

He held his mobile phone and turned his head blankly, with the light behind him, there was a person standing there, but it was definitely not his follower, and it took him a lot of effort to make his brain recognize who the other person was.

"Who is the dwarf you are talking about?" The mobile phone in his hand was crushed bit by bit, and the glass screen shards fell from between his fingers. , the breath of chaos exuded from the ice blue pupils.

Central Plains has never encountered such a thing as being attacked, so he has suffered a lot. He hasn't experienced the feeling of tinnitus and the feeling of vomiting in the abdominal cavity for a long time. After graduation, you will never be suppressed again.

"How is it? It feels good to lie on the ground occasionally." The hat was buried in the mud, and the other party looked at Nakahara Chuya who was panting on the ground like a defeated dog, and tapped his shoulder with an iron rod.

Bastard, Zhong Yuan also clenched his fists, feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen.

【Waste that can't live on their own doesn't need to waste the family's resources. 】

Zhong Yuanzhong also sometimes feels that his life is a failure, whether it is his family or his relationship with the people around him, he has no close relatives, nor particularly close friends.

From the filth all over the place, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

"It really looks like a lost dog, look, look, Zhongyuan is going to cry, that Zhongyuan is going to cry like a woman, well, he should be a woman, he has long hair and is so short, Ha ha ha ha."

[People who have no strength will be wiped out by the family. 】The vision in front of him began to dim.

"It's a bit like hahaha when you say that."

【Those without power will be bullied. 】The hands supporting the ground gradually became weak.

"Snap it down, hurry up!"

【Without power, you will die. 】Consciousness gradually blurred.

The Patriarch's words have never been wrong, so he will fall here.

[In the face of absolute violence, any form of resistance is pale and powerless, whether it is a group fight or an assassination, as long as it is crushed, it will be fine. I need you to do this. 】

Nakahara Chuya's heart skipped a beat, and his lowered head suddenly lifted up.

"How, how is it possible! There are more than ten people! You can't defeat them all!" Ikeda pointed at him tremblingly, "Weird, monster!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the broken mobile phone on the ground, moved his joints, and stepped forward step by step: "You are the one who started the crime, right? The one who planned the sneak attack?"

The aura around him was dangerously close to darkness.

"Don't, don't come here." Ikeda stepped back tremblingly, and accidentally bumped into someone. He turned around and saw that it was Osamu Dazai, so he pulled his sleeve and said, "Hey, hey! He's here to save you, right? , I, can I let you go?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged, pulled off the opponent's hand little by little, and smiled slightly, that smile was not warm at all, making people shudder.

"I thought he was looking for you."

Nakahara Chuya rushed forward and pinched Ikeda's neck to the ground, his eyes shone coldly in the darkness.

"Don't worry, I'll kill you bastard step by step."

TBC