[Double Black Taizhong] Poisonous Possession

The sky has completely darkened. Tonight is the full moon, and it coincides with the fine weather with no clouds in the night sky. The bright moonlight is spread on the sea level, and the reflections of the building lights complement each other.The night in Yokohama is very beautiful, the prosperity and tranquility are blended together in a delicate balance, forming its unique temperament.

After leaving the warehouse, Nakahara Nakahara drove Dazai all the way to the beach. After buying two cans of hot coffee from a vending machine by the roadside, he threw one of them to Dazai who was leaning against the fence and blowing the sea breeze. Zhi: "So this day is over, do you remember anything?"

"I remember some episodes, but I still can't remember most of them." Dazai Osamu took the coffee, opened it with one hand, and took a sip. "Is there any place Chuya recommends to take me?"

Nakahara also looked at the bright full moon in the sky, thinking to himself how beautiful the moonlight is tonight, then he thought about it, and decided to leave the remaining two options to Osamu Dazai to choose.

"First of all, the headquarters building of the Port Mafia, the place where you and I usually work together, you should have a lot of memories there." Zhongya Zhongya held his fingers on the railing, hesitated for a while before continuing, "And It's the dungeon where you were tortured, that's the center of the memory you want to avoid, so..."

"It sounds like it would be more efficient to go to the dungeon." Osamu Dazai chose the latter straightforwardly, as if he didn't see his concerns.

"Then let's go." In fact, when the question was asked, Nakahara had already guessed the answer of Osamu Dazai. He drank the coffee in his hand and threw the empty can into the nearby trash can. The building happens to be right around here, so there may not be much time for you to mentally build up."

Although he said so, on the way to the dungeon, Nakahara Nakaya still consciously reduced the speed of the locomotive, giving Osamu Dazai enough time to prepare and a chance to repent.But he also knew that Dazai Osamu would never back down in front of him.

As the target building approached, Osamu Dazai still maintained a calm posture without saying a word, but Nakahara could also feel the heart beating unnaturally faster and faster in the chest clinging to his back .

"Dazai." After the locomotive stopped in front of the main entrance of the building, Nakahara took a deep breath, pressed the hands around his waist, "Don't force yourself, in fact, I think it would be better to recover gradually."

Osamu Dazai let go of his hands and jumped out of the car as if nothing had happened. He shrugged and smiled at Nakahara Nakaya who turned his head to look at him: "Although I am really not in a hurry, you seem to be in a hurry. If you don't recover, I can only continue to procrastinate on many tasks, can't I? Mr. Sen must be very busy during this time, after all, I am very confident in my ability. "

"Let's go, Chuya." Dazai Osamu didn't give him time to argue, and stepped into the dark building first.

Seeing Osamu Dazai's calm and decisive back, the uneasiness in Nakahara Chuya's heart began to grow and revive again. He scratched his hair anxiously, and finally chased after Osamu Dazai quickly.

This time they entered the building normally through the main entrance, and the whole building was empty, apparently completely controlled and cleaned by the port mafia.Nakahara didn't tell Osamu Dazai that within ten days of the other party's coma, he had turned the bottom of the remnants of the Iguchi family together with the European forces they had taken refuge in.

The last time Zhongyuan Zhongye made such a big fuss was back in the Longtou War, but at the beginning he only knew how to destroy everything with violence, and now he has learned to use the power of the port mafia to annihilate the enemy.

Ever since he stepped into the building, Osamu Dazai fell into a strange silence. The elevator was going down very fast, and before Nakahara had time to say anything, the elevator door opened with the sound of "ding". Opened up in front of them.

The moment he saw the dungeon outside the door, Osamu Dazai suddenly widened his eyes and took a step back, leaning his back against the elevator to barely maintain his balance, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Hey! Dazai!" Nakahara Nakahara, who had been staring at Osamu Dazai's reaction, was also taken aback. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's arm, out of fear that he would not be able to control the strength of the strength, and originally out of a desire to protect the opponent However, his behavior turned into a fuse that further exacerbated the situation.

"Woo..." Osamu Dazai let out a whimper from the depths of his throat, his kite-colored eyes lost all color, his face was pale, his forehead hair and the clothes behind his back were soaked in cold sweat, "It hurts, it hurts." pain……"

Nakahara quickly let go of his hand, turned around and pressed the door close button of the elevator, he helped Dazai to sit down slowly, knelt down and held Dazai's face and forced him to look at him: "Dazai, look at me. Calm down, it's okay, I'm here."

Osamu Dazai stared at Nakahara Chuya with out-of-focus eyes for a while, as if he finally recognized who the person in front of him was, mist filled his eyes: "Chuya? Chuya..."

Nakahara was also in disbelief when he saw tears fall from Dazai Osamu's eyes, and the other party trembled and kept calling his name, followed by a series of cries of pain and an increasingly painful expression.

"It hurts, it hurts..." As if his spirit had finally reached his limit, Osamu Dazai's body limp in Nakahara's arms, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Chuya...why, why don't you come...save me?"

Nakahara also heard Dazai Osamu's last murmur before he lost consciousness.

He froze in place, as if struck by lightning.

The more Nakahara thought about it, the more he felt that taking Osamu Dazai to the dungeon was a decision that couldn't be more wrong.

After waking up, Osamu Dazai not only failed to recover his memory, but his symptoms further aggravated.He became full of fear of everything around him, kept a high level of vigilance all the time, tried to commit suicide more frequently than before, and began to stick to Zhongyuan Zhongye every step of the way, even sleeping with Zhongyuan Zhongye. Also accompany the job.

The Central Plains has also tried various methods to get rid of this situation, but none of them succeeded in the end.

For example, on a few nights, he made up his mind to shut Osamu Dazai out of the room, burying his head in the pillow and ignoring the other party's hasty shouts and knocks on the door. After all, the movement outside the door gradually weakened, but he still stayed the whole night. Neither fell asleep.Originally thought that Osamu Dazai would give up after repeating it a few times, but every morning when he opened the door of the room, he could see Osamu Dazai who was leaning against the door and guarding the door all night.Nakahara, who hadn't been able to fall asleep for several nights in a row, looked at Osamu Dazai who was also on the ground with black eyes, rubbed his temples and sighed, and finally acquiesced in his behavior of rubbing against his bed every night.

For another example, after this state lasted for about half a month, the unbearable Nakahara finally took the opportunity of a mission to lock Osamu Dazai at home, and went to Europe to enjoy three days of pure time.Of course, before he left, he thought that everything was ready, medicines and sharp utensils were put away, and the refrigerator was filled with Dazai’s favorite canned crab meat, which was enough for Dazai to survive the three days he left. Live better.

Who would have thought that when he returned home after the mission, he opened the door and found blood was pouring out of the bathroom, Nakahara also rushed in anxiously to take a look, and Osamu Dazai, who had obviously lost a lot of weight, actually cut it with the metal lid of a can of crab meat. His wrists and arms were hanging limply in the bathtub filled with warm water. Fortunately, he came back in time, and the other party still had a sigh of relief.

Zhong Yuan was also completely convinced, he really has nothing to do with Dazai.I don't know if he was frightened by Osamu Dazai's extreme behavior, or because of a trace of unknown guilt in his heart, in short, Nakahara has gradually moved towards a tendency to condone Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai, who felt the change in Chuya Nakahara's attitude, began to climb up the pole quickly, fully interpreting the phrase "make progress with an inch".Osamu Dazai, who had just carefully pulled the sleeves or hem of Chuya Nakahara's pajamas to fall asleep, soon achieved a leap from hugging his arms, hugging his waist, and sleeping with Nakahara Chuya in his arms.

Now every morning at 6:30, Nakahara Nakaya, who was woken up on time by the biological clock, opened his eyes and saw Dazai Osamu's sleeping face close at hand. , the corners of his mouth subconsciously curved a little bit, looking innocent and well-behaved.

Nakahara Nakaya pulled away the other party's limbs wrapped around him, not surprisingly waking up Osamu Dazai, who was already a light sleeper.Osamu Dazai looked at him with half-closed eyes, stretched out a hand from under the bed, grabbed Nakahara Chuya's wrist and pulled it back, muttered something for some reason, then closed his eyes to seek the priceless return to sleep.

Nakahara also rubbed the soft black shaggy hair helplessly, and Dazai Osamu rubbed it into his palm in a daze, just like a pet dog coquettish to its owner.Thinking of this, he suddenly froze, recalling the request he made in the game hall in his mind.

Almost a month has passed since the incident, and Osamu Dazai's symptoms have been significantly relieved compared to the beginning.Although the point of being clingy to him has not changed, at least I have learned to stay at home and wait for him to get off work, instead of looking for death all day long. It is really like raising a big clingy dog ​​at home.

So the request he said casually for revenge was really fulfilled?

Chuya Nakahara was in a delicate mood. He glanced at Osamu Dazai who had fallen asleep again, and finally, without thinking too much, he pulled out the hand that was being held, and gently got off the bed to wash up.

And Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to meet Zhou Gong in his dream, opened his eyes again at some point, his eyes were so clear that he looked like he had just woken up.He put the hand that held Nakahara Nakaya's wrist just now to his lips and kissed lightly, then he yawned contentedly, and followed his instinct to fall asleep.

On the other side, Zhongyuan Zhong also rushed to the headquarters building of Ganghei early and started his new day's work.Since Osamu Dazai’s accident, Hong Kong and Heijutsu have been running continuously almost every day. Poor employees with thick dark circles under their eyes can be seen everywhere in the building and look like they are about to spit out after working overtime.

Logically speaking, the extra workload should have been undertaken by Zhongya Nakahara as his partner, but he is really not good at reading those paperwork and reports, and there is a pet dog waiting for him to take care of at home.In the end, our industrious leader of Hong Kong gangsters, Mori Ogai, took the initiative to take over most of the work, and there was little change in Nakahara Chuya.

"Nakaya-kun..." Nakahara Nakaya, who was called to the chief's office early in the morning, was startled by the face that suddenly appeared from the pile of documents. Mori Ogai probably couldn't do it for more than a month. After a good night's sleep, he was lying on the desk at this moment, completely ignoring the image of the leader, and beckoned to him weakly.

Seeing such a miserable scene, Nakahara Chu also felt that he was sorry for Mori Ogai from the bottom of his heart, so he put on a more respectful posture than usual, walked to the desk and bent down, quietly waiting for the other party the next instruction.

"Dazai-kun hasn't recovered his memory yet?" Mori Ogai asked with concern, "I called Dr. Kondo last night, and he said that Dazai-kun should be able to recover in about a month. "

"The condition has improved, but the memory has not recovered yet." Zhong Yuanzhong also answered truthfully, but somehow he suddenly remembered what happened just now, so his voice paused and his expression became a little weird, "But...it should be It's almost back to normal, right?"

Seeing his strange reaction, Mori Ogai didn't continue to ask, but let him go with a meaningful smile.

"Then I'm looking forward to good news from Chuya-kun."

During the whole day that followed, Zhong Yuanzhong also tried hard to recall and think about the ins and outs of this incident, and the sense of disobedience always became stronger and stronger as he dug into it.When the sun was setting, Nakahara Chuya, who had cleared his mind, had vaguely come up with the answer.

He returned home from get off work on time as always, calmly gave Dazai Osamu a hug who rushed to the door to greet him, then took off his coat and hat and hung them at the entrance, walked into the kitchen and started cooking ingredients.

"Crab porridge tonight." Nakahara Chuya said in a flat tone, and it was no surprise that he received cheers from Osamu Dazai who was waiting at the table.

Although I don’t want to admit it, Chuya Nakahara’s culinary skills have indeed improved by leaps and bounds during the month of taking in Osamu Dazai, especially the crab meat-related dishes, which have been trained to the point where they can be called specialties. What I’m going to do today Crab porridge is no exception.

Zhongyuanzhong also skillfully removed the crab shells and removed the meat. A set of procedures followed the smooth flow of water, which was pleasing to the eye. It took no more than 10 minutes before and after, and two bowls of delicious crab porridge were brought to the table.

He raised his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai who was wolfing down on the other side of the dining table, took a mouthful of porridge slowly and blew, and said casually like a daily chat: "Ah, by the way, when I went to Seya District for a mission today, I was in the street. I saw the exact same choker as the one you gave me in a small shop next to it, where did you buy it?"

"Seya District? That shouldn't be the case." Osamu Dazai swallowed the crab porridge upon hearing this, and replied without hesitation, "I was in Tsuru..."

Halfway through the speech, he realized that something was wrong, and carefully raised his head to look at Chuya Nakahara, who was facing him, and the other party nodded at him with a "kind" smile on his face: "What's the matter, continue."

"You just keep pretending for me, Osamu Dazai."

When it was over, the little dwarf was really angry.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes and showed a flattering smile without hesitation, but unfortunately the other party didn't like him at all, put down the bowl and chopsticks and put his hands on his chest, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Tell me, when did you remember it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, indicating that the other party should be lenient in confessing and lenient in resisting strictness.

"Uh, actually it was just this morning..." Osamu Dazai's mind was spinning fast, and he decided to test Chuya Nakahara's reaction first, but he knew it after seeing the other party's eyes of "Do you think I'm a fool?" I'm afraid it's not that easy to solve.

"Well, I actually remembered it after I came back from the dungeon."

Osamu Dazai felt that this answer was dangerous enough, but Nakahara Nakahara remained silent, with a sharp light in his blue eyes, as if he wanted to see through him thoroughly.

"Okay, okay, let me confess!" Osamu Dazai sighed, and raised his hands like an arrested criminal to show his defeat, "It was that time in the game hall, you said that I would be your dog for the rest of my life After I asked, I remembered it, and then I only acted in order to be able to stay with Zhongye for a while."

Finally heard the answer that matched the guess in his heart, Nakahara stared at the opposite person who closed his eyes as if he was waiting to die with a half-smile, and was surprised to find that the emotion in his heart was more inclined to anger than anger. funny.

In fact, the second answer that Dazai Osamu just said was also within Nakahara Chuya's expectations. He just relied on his understanding of Dazai Osamu to restrain himself from responding too quickly so as to deceive the other party's reaction. Unexpectedly, the fact is really the most amazing answer he expected.

He stood up and walked to Dazai Osamu, and directly punched him in the abdomen, Dazai Osamu didn't hide, and was honestly knocked down to the ground by him including the chair.

Nakahara Nakaya moved his hands, which had already taken off leather gloves before cooking, and his knuckles made a crisp sound. Then he leaned over and straddled Dazai Osamu, and picked up Dazai Osamu who was lying on the ground and pretended to be dead. collar.The other party finally opened his eyes and looked at him, with a very tragic expression: "You do it, don't stop until the breath subsides, just leave me a breath."

Nakahara Chuya laughed angrily at Dazai Osamu's heroic appearance, and he punched Dazai Osamu's handsome face mercilessly, causing the opponent to turn his face and groan, and spit out a little blood foam.

"Do you think it's over if I beat you up?" Nakahara Nakaya grabbed Osamu Dazai's hair, pulled the other party's gloriously injured face to his eyes, and said viciously.

Osamu Dazai could only show a helpless smile at Nakahara Nakahara's ferocious eyes, and for a while, he couldn't think of any effective countermeasures to quickly extinguish the opponent's anger other than being beaten obediently.Nakahara Nakaya stared at him for three seconds, but suddenly changed from grasping to pressing, and pressed the back of Dazai Osamu's head to give him a rough and abrupt kiss.

In the first 16 years of his life, Osamu Dazai has never been so confused as he is now. Nakahara Chuya's lips fell on his soft thin lips with scorching heat, ironing the originally cool lips. fever.It was such an unskillful kiss that none of them even closed their eyes.Osamu Dazai and Nakahara were also staring at each other deeply at such a close distance, as if they wanted to engrave each other's appearance into their pupils.

Nakahara Chuya opened the distance before Osamu Dazai could react. He raised his eyebrows when he looked at the other party's kite-colored eyes filled with astonishment, and showed a flamboyant smile.

"Osamu Dazai, aren't you an idiot?"

"This is really a good surprise attack." Dazai Osamu, who came back to his senses, rubbed his lips and smiled, he propped up his body and leaned into Nakahara Chuya's ear, "However, kissing is not the way to connect, Chuya .”

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hands to hold Nakahara Chuya's cheek, lowered his head and closed his eyes and kissed it tenderly.Different from the kiss just now, he deftly licked Zhongya Zhongya's lips with the tip of his tongue, then skillfully pried open the other's teeth along the gap, and exchanged a deep kiss with Zhongya Zhongya.

The inexperienced Nakahara was also kissed by Dazai Osamu. It was not until he blushed and felt that he was about to suffocate and lack of oxygen that Dazai Osamu calmly ended this extremely lung capacity-testing kiss. There was also an ambiguous silver thread between the corners of their lips.

"That's called kissing, little slug." Osamu Dazai teased the other party with his lazy and sexy voice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gasped in embarrassment, his expression was full of resentment and dissatisfaction: "Dazai Osamu, why are you so fucking proficient?!"

"Yes, Zhong is too innocent~"

"Why don't you say that you are romantic?! Go to hell, scumbag!"