[Bungo Stray Dogs Double Black Taichung] Trouble Maker

The heavy breathing still remained in the ambiguous atmosphere that was forcibly terminated. Dazai Osamu was pushed back to his seat, watching Nakahara Nakaya took out his mobile phone to call Mori Ogai, and reported Fenris' supernatural power.

"It's useless just to know what this guy's ability is. After all, I don't know his name, appearance, and whereabouts. More importantly, it is impossible to confirm the specific scope and scope of his ability. The judging criteria, whether it needs to hurt him or be guided out of control as long as it is within the visible range, we are too passive..." Zhongyuan Zhong also hung up the phone, leaning on the back of the car seat, seemingly distressed.

Osamu Dazai on the side did not interject, not knowing why he was sulking.

"Hey, why are you silent?" Zhong Yuan also turned his head and asked tentatively.

"Did Chuya's EQ do discount promotions in the mall?" Osamu Dazai asked with a puzzled expression, without any intention of joking.

"what?"

"100 minus 80."

"... Osamu Dazai!!!"

There was such an intimate behavior with Osamu Dazai in the car, and the influence could not be completely eliminated. Nakahara also had a dream. He dreamed that Fenris came to him again, releasing Alpha pheromone in his home, which was more concentrated The choking smell of saccharin made it hard for him to breathe, and he could only grab the sheets on the bed, almost suffocating, the guy walked all the way to his bed, covered by a black cloak, he stretched out a hand Come, the dagger in his hand was shining coldly, about to stab himself in the chest.

Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up with a start. The moment he opened his eyes, he took out the gunk that he was carrying with him from under the pillow, supported the side of the bed with his other hand, and stood up. A stone's throw away.

"How did you get in here again?" Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that he might not have woken up yet, trying to confirm that the guy who looked malicious by his bed was indeed a real person, put away the knife, turned over and sat up again , he touched his forehead, another cold sweat broke out.Being soothed by the pheromones of his Alpha will still have short-term sequelae. If Osamu Dazai hadn't comforted himself with pheromones last night, he might have been unable to sleep all night. Just thinking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong gritted his teeth angrily. I want to find out that bastard Fenris early and beat him up.

"It's easy to get in and out of Chuya's house, not to mention you sleep like a dead pig." Osamu Dazai answered Chuya Nakahara's question, not forgetting to comment on his sleep, proudly showing off the spare key in his hand .

"Bastard, you destroyed a door of my house last time, and I haven't settled with you yet." Nakahara Nakaya was not surprised at all that Osamu Dazai had a spare key to his house, and he described Osamu Dazai's crimes one by one: "Also, have you moved the emergency contacts in my phone?"

"Don't you feel grateful?" Osamu Dazai not only doesn't think it's shameful to tamper with other people's mobile phones and change the settings, but he is very proud, and sincerely asks Nakahara Chuya for credit: "If it wasn't for me If you changed the settings because of the foresight gang, you might die at home that night."

"Dead Qingmao, who do you think will die at home!" Nakahara Nakaya got up from the bed, trying to kick the obtrusive guy on the side of the bed out of his sight, just a little away from Dazai Osamu's smiling face In the distance, Osamu Dazai raised his hand and grasped Nakahara Chuya's ankle accurately, and said calmly and sarcastically: "How many times do you have to say Chuya to grow your memory, I know everything about your attacks, including your breathing rate." Chu."

Nakahara also scolded Osamu Dazai harshly, and pulled back his foot, looking as if he was deflated reluctantly. It is not a matter of a day or two for Dazai Osamu to like to tease him. He also moved to the edge of the bed, and stepped on him with the other foot that was about to land when he got out of bed.

Osamu Dazai thought that Chuya Nakahara wanted to continue kicking him in retaliation, but Chuya Nakahara did not choose to attack him, but stepped between his legs that he had no intention of defending at all, and got off the bed with his strength .

"Little dwarf, you are too cruel!!!"

Osamu Dazai wailed with a prolonged voice, bent down to cover the place where Nakahara Chuya had just brutally dropped his foot, and knelt down on the floor with a mournful expression. Satisfied, he hummed an out-of-tune song and walked to the bathroom.He already knew why Dazai Osamu received his call that night. It must have been in the car that day. He changed the emergency contact settings while he was asleep. This bastard is very handy in doing things like this.

In this way, Osamu Dazai has already helped him twice by mistake, and there is no need to stop and care about things that are good or bad. Besides... why did Osamu Dazai change the emergency contact on his mobile phone to him? Should the ability to seduce women be tested on him?Or……

Osamu Dazai is also worried about himself...?

"By the way, Chuya—because what people must say before they die must be very important. If I can know, maybe I can learn some important secrets from Zhongya. The real reason why I changed the emergency contact on the Internet to myself." Nakahara Nakaya took a mouthful of toothpaste foam in his mouth, and looked at himself in the mirror who was sweating coldly in his sleep so that his shirt was tightly attached to his body. The month's pregnancy will not be reflected in the body, and Nakahara Nakaya looked at the mirror from the left to the right, and when he confirmed that his body was not exposed, Osamu Dazai pushed open the door of the bathroom, and then explained.

Being dragged into the bathroom by Nakahara by the collar and beaten until the bandages on his hands were scattered all over the floor, Osamu Dazai quietly shut up. He can always interrupt Nakahara in the most critical period and try to beautify How could this cheap bastard care about him? It's his wish to be mad or sell himself as soon as possible, right?

When Chuya Nakahara was sitting at the dining table enjoying the breakfast brought by Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai sat opposite him aggrievedly, wrapped in loose bandages layer by layer, on his skin that is not often seen in the sun except for the innocence left by the failed suicide The remaining scars are fair enough to be comparable to a woman's skin, which is really enviable and jealous.Nakahara Chuya raised his eyes and glanced at Dazai Osamu, who was working hard, and then lowered his head without saying a word. This time, Dazai Osamu seemed to have his IQ on the line. He didn't bring crab porridge for Nakahara Nakaya to eat, but it was very nutritious milk soup.

Objectively speaking, Osamu Dazai has added a layer of guilt towards Nakahara Chuya. If it is said that Nakahara Chuya ate cold crabs and lost their children due to his negligence, then he is a murderer Not too much.His hands have long been stained with human blood, and the corpses lying at his feet can pile up into mountains, but he never thought or planned to cause any substantial damage to the Central Plains.All pranks are based on the recognition of the opponent's strength. He knows, he understands, and he also believes that with the strength of Zhongyuan Zhongye, he will not be really tricked, and he will not die because of it, so he recklessly goes to the other party again and again. To tease Zhongya in the Central Plains.

It was part of his prank to bring crab porridge to Zhongyuan Zhongye that day. He just wanted to see Zhongyuan Zhongye's deflated appearance. How could he know that Zhongyuan Zhongye was pregnant, so he stubbornly ate all the crab porridge.

Yeah, why did Chuya Nakahara finish the rest of the crab porridge after returning home at night?Based on his temper, he should use this to vent his anger and throw it as far as possible to express his revenge on Osamu Dazai. How can all this be explained?It was the first time for Osamu Dazai to feel that there was a gap between himself and Nakahara. For the first time, the so-called tacit understanding and familiarity could not solve anything. He couldn't see clearly this little man who was so clear to him in the past, Ozaki Hongye was right, Nakahara Chuya was indeed hiding something from him, Osamu Dazai thought it was the pregnancy, but it should not be the only one.

What exactly is Chuya Nakahara trying to hide from Osamu Dazai?

"By the way, the clue here in Chuya is broken again, right?" Osamu Dazai turned one arm over and over again, finally tied a not-so-ugly flat knot with one hand, then put down his sleeve, breaking the strange The tranquility, the first to ask questions.

When it comes to official business, the two can stop fighting for a short period of time. Nakahara Nakaya raised his head, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick off the milk stains on his lips, rolled it up and swallowed it in his mouth. His eyes seemed to be slowed down several times, the tip of his soft and nimble tongue was bright red, even stained with the milky white of milk, just looking at it was a visual feast, Osamu Dazai had to admit that he liked Chuya Nakahara enough, But he couldn't move, because he was Osamu Dazai, the traitor Osamu Dazai who defected from the port mafia, Osamu Dazai who only knew how to tease his partner, Osamu Dazai who was hated by Chuya Nakahara.

"Don't put on such a smug expression, do you have a clue there? Don't forget that the last clue came from me..." Nakahara Chuya also had the strength to continue fighting with Osamu Dazai after eating, and he put down With the spoon in his hand, crossed his arms in front of his chest, looked at the messy bandages of Osamu Dazai with disgust, and replied.

Osamu Dazai stared at Chuya Nakahara's face for a while, then raised his finger to point to the side of his face, and gave Chuya Nakahara his eyes.It was stained with unresolved milk stains, maybe it was accidentally splashed on the cheeks, and it was shaky at the moment, and it was still hanging on it with a little bit of strength.According to the tacit understanding between the two of them, Nakahara should be able to understand Dazai Osamu's meaning immediately, and after wiping his face, he muttered and cursed, "The dead green mackerel is nosy".

However, these so-called natural things didn't happen, Nakahara was also slightly taken aback, watching Osamu Dazai pointing to the side of his own cheek, poking his finger on the soft face, a depression was formed.

"What the hell, can't you just say it?" Nakahara Chuya scolded for a moment, a possibility flashed in his head, Osamu Dazai was asking for something from himself, and he was embarrassed to speak?I didn't expect such a thick-skinned guy to have a thin skin again. What is he asking for?The words that Zhong Yuanzhong also blurted out became smaller and smaller as he spoke.

"So, Chuya, you are so stupid that you can't even understand this?" Osamu Dazai bluntly expressed his dislike, and once again put his fingertips on his cheek, the same position, the same look, this More banter.

Nakahara Chu also secretly cursed a "dead hooligan" in his heart. He scolded him, but he didn't feel any resistance at all. He didn't expect Osamu Dazai to take the initiative to such an extent, as if his unilateral nervousness got a little bit Response, even this is enough, he likes to kiss Dazai Osamu, the kind of close contact between two people who can even breathe clearly will make Nakahara also have a kind of "this person may also like me" illusion.He is not a fool who likes to deceive himself and others, and he does not intend to live in fantasy. If Osamu Dazai does not accept him, he can live alone. Love is not an indispensable element for him.

Of course, you will get a response, which is the best.

Nakahara stood up under Dazai's sneering eyes, across the large dining table, raised one knee and knelt on the table, leaned forward and put the whole person in front of Dazai, instantly reducing the distance between the two. Pulling it to a few centimeters, he grabbed the collar of his coat with both hands, and dropped a milky kiss on the place where Osamu Dazai poked twice with his fingertips.

The lips, which were a hundred times softer than the soft flesh of the cheeks, pressed against it, as if being rubbed against the cheeks by cotton, there was obviously no obvious tactile sensation, but it was like being scalded by fire, burning the mind.Osamu Dazai also realized that the ambiguity he had just caused misleads Nakahara Chuya, and he had an unknown joy.He knew why the tacit understanding and familiarity between the two of them no longer worked here, because they didn't add the element of "liking each other" to it. If they had no other intentions, how could Zhong Yuan Zhong think that he was implying a kiss?

Come on, the two beasts already have ambitions for each other, and all it takes is a little blood to hook all the plots.

Osamu Dazai stuck out his hand under Chuya Nakahara's eyelids, gently rubbed his cheek, and showed the milk stains on his fingers in Chuya Nakahara's field of vision. , in the eyes of the Central Plains, it is a perfect score.

"Dazai rule you—"

Nakahara also suddenly realized Osamu Dazai's original intentions, and he felt as if he had been tricked. Although this was not the first time he was tricked, it was the first time he was tricked into kissing himself!There was only the first half of the roaring words, Osamu Dazai moved his hand back to the side of his face, lifted the hair around his ear, controlled the back of his neck, and pressed the gland with his own smell with his fingertips. body, the other hand completely pulled him from the opposite side of the dining table.

Regardless of the overturned lunch box on the ground, Osamu Dazai completely controlled the surprised and angry Nakahara Nakahara between the table and himself. Although his physical skills were not good enough, if Nakahara Nakahara did not resist It meant that it was easy to be pulled over, and Nakahara, who sat in Dazai Osamu's arms to maintain a good balance, finished the three words stuck in his throat.

"Dead pervert." Zhongyuan Zhong also called it that way.

When Osamu Dazai was wiping the milk stains on Nakahara Nakaya's cheeks, he saw the red earlobes hidden under his overly long hair. It has to be said that he hid it well enough, his face was expressionless, and the roots of his ears were already red.

"Chuya is like a weak woman being bullied by me now." Osamu Dazai clasped Chuya Nakahara's waist, lowered his head to look into his eyes, and Chuya Nakahara put one hand between him and himself, trying to hold him If the distance was wider, when he heard Osamu Dazai's remarks, he slapped him on the face.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes are very beautiful, and they are incompatible with the environment of the mafia and the status of a mafia cadre. Even the best museums in the world can hardly find such gems. They are like cat's eyes, sharp and sharp. It is also like the best-colored sapphire, as transparent as the sky falling into the ocean, condensing the most clear pupils, untainted by the world.It seemed that he could know all his thoughts at a glance, but it was hard to guess at all. It was a treasure housed in a glass cover, which could be seen clearly but could not be touched.

"There must be a limit to joking, you bastard." Nakahara Chuya finished the slap, didn't relieve his anger, and added another slap, and then struggled to get out of Dazai's arms, Dazai naturally couldn't hold it back He had no choice but to put more force on the fingers pressing on his glands. The smell of rum in the air quickly covered the smell of oranges. Of course, Zhongyuan knew that this was taming with pheromones, but he didn't at all Intending to give in, he stared at a pair of eyes full of anger.

"Nakaya won't like me, will he?" Osamu Dazai said suddenly, and Nakahara, who was directly poked in the center of his mind, didn't answer. The hand on his neck accurately stopped the blow that could disfigure him, and then he took Nakahara Nakaya into his arms, and rubbed the slender little man into his arms, preferably deeply embedded in his arms. , are difficult to separate.

The tacit understanding is finally useful now, Osamu Dazai doesn't need a verbal answer from Nakahara Chuya, even a verbal rebuttal is useless, and it's useless to pretend not to dodge his eyes, Nakahara Chuya is also in his arms Muscle tightness and shortness of breath don't lie, those are enough answers.Perhaps Nakahara Chuya didn't like himself much, as long as he had such a tendency, it was enough to satisfy Osamu Dazai.

From this second, he can finally face Chuya Nakahara's feelings openly and squarely.

Nakahara was also hugged inexplicably, he knew that Osamu Dazai liked to tease himself, so what kind of ridiculous trick was this?For bitter tricks?Play the emotional card?But it is undeniable that he doesn't hate this hug. Dazai has no intention of letting go, nor does he speak. Reaching out his hand hesitantly, to respond to Osamu Dazai's hug.

He thought, whether it's teasing or not, just indulge this time.

Nakahara just woke up, and Nakahara didn't put on his clothes. He only had a thin white shirt on his upper body. After the struggle and movements just now, it was a little looser now, and it hung empty on his body. Osamu Dazai was buried on his shoulders, breathing heavily. The heat is scattered in the neck, and Zhong Yuanzhong also seems to feel some heat flow down the shoulders and into the collar, which is like an illusion.