【Taizhong】Desperado

When he woke up the next day, Zhong also found an unexpected guest in the room—a silver-haired young man who had never masked his face.Holding a water glass in one hand and bread in the other, he was kneeling by the bed and staring at himself without blinking.

"You're awake, Mr. Nakahara." He took a bite of the bread, swallowed it with water, and said, "Breakfast is on the table. If you're hungry, eat it. You don't have to wait for Mr. Dazai."

Made it sound like he and Osamu Dazai had to have breakfast, but who the hell wants to eat with him?

No, no, these are not the point!The focus should be on who the hell is this kid who eats Mr. Dazai in one mouthful?

"Mr. Dazai said that Mr. Nakahara wants me to say three sentences when he wakes up." He said, "The first sentence, my name is Atsushi Nakajima."

"The second sentence, I am the beast under the moon."

"The third sentence, wait for him to come back and explain the rest of the questions."

Facing Atsushi Nakajima's friendly and warm smile, Nakaya suppressed other questions for the time being. He was a little thankful that he didn't have the habit of sleeping naked, and now he wouldn't be seen naked by a stranger (he hates naked people very much. Contact, even if only by the other party's eyes).He told Atsushi Nakajima to turn around, quickly put on his trousers and vest, and then put on the black gloves neatly arranged on the bedside table.

"Ha, he knows me quite well, it seems," Nakaya picked up a glass half filled with cold water, turned around, then looked at Nakajima and asked, "But where is Dazai now?"

"Maybe it was a walk, or something..." Nakajima recalled with a frown, "Mr. Dazai slept all night... er, the floor, and went out early in the morning yawning."

Oh yes.He remembered that after returning to the room last night, Dazai didn't say anything, threw a blanket on the cold and hard floor and fell asleep.

It seems that Dazai really doesn't have the slightest interest in his subordinate, the two of them are purely flirting with each other, and once they turn behind the scenes, there will be no more eye contact.

Chu also thought that he was really a crazy fool, how could he have such strange thoughts and unnecessary sighs.He must be firm, Dazai may really be a very attractive and powerful ruler, but he is still only his helper in this task.

He walked a few steps to the closed window, and opened the double-layer glass window with a click. The bright sunlight at nine o'clock illuminated the yellow wall and red brick roof of the old building opposite, and the stone brick street was quiet and deserted. no one.

The Kindred are only active when the sun is setting and the moon is rising, so daylight is human time.

Nakajima was still squatting beside the bed, thinking that Akutagawa was going to kill me for a while, complaining that Mr. Dazai was responsible for it, and moaning several times in succession. This small nagging gave Chuya a headache just after waking up. ...But a few thoughts suddenly flashed in his mind. With a serious expression, he suddenly walked up to Nakajima, pointed out the window and asked, "Hey, boy, can you also act during the day?"

"Yeah," Nakajima nodded as a matter of course, "it's like this... People like us are not afraid of sunlight..."

Zhong Zhong, who heard the affirmative answer, also realized the seriousness of the problem: a creature who is not afraid of sunlight but possesses the power of blood clans may be the strongest existence for both sides, and it is a sharp blade.

"...Boy, why did the Guild club want you?" He stared at Atsushi Nakajima and continued to ask.

"Uh……"

Nakajima opened his mouth, but was interrupted by a pleasant and hearty voice just as he was about to speak.

"It's because of those guys, they fell in love with the special blood of the moon beast." Dazai, who hadn't been seen since early in the morning, appeared from the door at some point. When he saw Chuya, he even raised his hand and said, "Yesterday! Did you sleep well late, have you had breakfast, Chuya?"

"His blood?" Ignoring the boring nonsense, he asked straight to the point.

"Nathaniel Hawthorne, a fanatical believer who is determined to dedicate himself to the Guild Club, is also an outstanding medical researcher. He needs people who have both human and blood genes to provide Guild with serum, the serum from the blood of the beast under the moon It will be used to transform more people with the special attribute of the moon beast, and then take back Prague to avenge the blood race."

For human society, this may be a resistance worthy of support, but at the cost of sacrificing Atsushi Nakajima.

Nakahara Chuya now fully understands Akutagawa Ryunosuke's position.

Then he grabbed Dazai by the collar who had finished his explanation, and of course asked him very, very uncomfortably where the hell he went to in the morning.

A person walked around in a dangerous place as if nothing had happened, but he didn't bother to explain anything. Osamu Dazai attributed everything to his morning walk with a smile.

"Do you think it's funny where we're at?"

Nakaya has seen through it a little now. People like Osamu Dazai must have a natural personality. Even if he uses his own iron fist for 10 minutes, it may not be good. Let's save some effort.

"Isn't the mission just a game?" Dazai's face was only short of the four big characters "Game World" written on his face, and he turned his happy eyes to Nakajima, "Isn't the game just fun? It will definitely be more fun in the future, right, Aunt?"

"Uh, this...maybe..."

Nakajima had no intention of intervening in the heated discussion of principles between the two of them, and now he misses Akutagawa Ryunosuke's watery silence, only that kind of atmosphere makes him not so embarrassed.

"Very good, shut up!" Suddenly feeling that such a conversation is so fucking childish, Chuya gave Dazai a look to signal him to stop, "Seriously, how did you find this kid?"

"Last night at the cafe," Dazai explained, "while talking to you, I actually sent a message to Nakajima for help."

That being the case, what the hell was all those conversations yesterday about making myself look like an ignorant retard?

"The reason why I still talk so much with Chuya is because it's really interesting to observe your reaction." After a pause, Dazai added another knife.

"...Oh, you don't have to fucking explain this to me in the future!"

He was furious.Perhaps this is one of the joys of tasks in the eyes of men.

But who does he think of Zhongyuan Zhongye?A companion who can entertain freely during a mission?

Or is it all because of his dominant nature?Nasty, arrogant.Looking at the satisfied expression, they think that with such hormones and genes, they can control everything, as if the world is under their control.

And the subordinates must listen to them.

There is no reason to say it, just like the vampires follow the instinct to drink human blood-will they explain why to humans before they have a full meal?

No, it won't.

Instinct is the last thing that needs to be explained to this world, because it itself is endowed by the evolutionary law of the world—it is there, and the weak may prey on the strong, but there is nothing you can do about it.

Therefore, Zhong Yuanzhong may have once sincerely envied his colleagues who are dominant, but when he saw with his own eyes that those dominants despicably used their nature to make their subordinates bow their heads and commit themselves to him in tears, those feelings of envy have long been slowly worn away. .

But in the end, just because he doesn't like domination doesn't mean he's happy to be subordinate.

Mori Ogai joked to him several times: Chuya, I think you are more like a dominator, just put on the cloak of subordination.Deep in your soul you must be a ruler who is prouder than anyone else.

But so what?He would not be half happy to hear such an evaluation.

Maybe in another five years, or a little longer, seven or eight years, he will be dragged down by his own hormones - whenever he encounters a dominator with a particularly intimidating aura during a mission, even with the strong support of those dominating colleagues, he will You must also force yourself to take inhibitors to suppress the weak nature in the blood.

He has already forgotten when he started to live such a life, it seems a long time ago, and it happens all the time... He is very clear that most of the blood hunter's subordinates are like him, relying on hurting themselves The body to achieve the purpose - the sequelae of excessive use of inhibitors is the gradual loss of the natural physiological needs, until finally the loss of the ability to bind.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke is very lucky. Not only did he find his other half, but he is also a very special and powerful character (of course he is also a ruthless character that is not inferior to others).

Nakajima Atsushi is a dominator who exudes soft light... Nakaya looked at the silver-haired Moonbeast and subconsciously thought, what is it like to be with such a dominator?

?The feelings about union in my imagination are warm and comforting. Two healthy souls comfort each other and are tender and tender. No compliment words in the world can describe the beauty... A physical union based on love should be the happiest in the world It's something.

So wonderful...like drinking the purest and sweetest spring water at the top of a mountain.

However, Osamu Dazai's disgusting smiling face flashed in his imagination.

It was like a calm lake surface was suddenly rippled by a falling leaf, and the beauty on the other side of the lake seemed to be completely distorted, and then the dream was shattered and everything disappeared.

"...Ya, Chuya!?"

Dazai's voice pulled him out of the trance of non-existence.

He gradually turned his gaze to Dazai, and now there was a sense of tranquility in his eyes.It’s just that when he came back to his senses, he was still wondering why the face of Osamu Dazai suddenly appeared, and the existence of Dazai in his imaginary spiritual world was...very real, just a moment of trance, making him seem to really know Domination tastes the same as subordination.

I was so ashamed that I wanted to bang my head against the wall to wake myself up.

He had no choice but to regard the feelings in his head just now as a dream.It's just that he couldn't judge whether this dream was a good dream or a nightmare.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, are you okay? Your complexion is a little pale." Nakajima politely expressed his concern, without any physical contact beyond the boundary, he just brought a glass of water and bread, "You haven't eaten since you got up in the morning , do you want to eat some?"

"Thanks..." Maybe it was really a hallucination caused by hypoglycemia.Zhong Yuanzhong also took the food handed by the other party, changed his comfortable position in the sofa seat, and sighed, "I'm probably really hungry..."

And the one who was pissed off by Dazai Osamu, an annoying guy...

Then Chu also ignored Dazai and stopped looking at him.Instead, he turned his gaze to the round clock on the wall, and ate a tasteless breakfast while thinking about the next task.

"Atsushi, have you talked to Akutagawa about this incident?" Dazai broke the silence between the three.

"Uh," Nakajima swallowed his saliva, and smiled weakly, "Come on, make a phone call..."

"Oh? What's his reaction?" Dazai asked with great interest as he twirled the exquisite ring used for camouflage.

"He said that before this kind of thing happens in the future, he hopes that Mr. Dazai can seek his opinion first, instead of confessing to him later... He... Akutagawa seems to hate this order very much."

Few people would like the tough attitude of cutting first and playing later.

It's just that if you don't do that, Atsushi Nakajima might not be able to appear here at all now.

"If he really spoke to me in such an indifferent tone, I will miss the situation when he chased after me and called my husband," Dazai said with a laugh, as if thinking of some interesting picture, he patted the table down, " It's all your fault, Don, you changed that guy."

"Oh sorry, Dazai-san..."

"Why are you apologizing to me? You should also get rid of the bad habit of being sorry, Moon Beast," Dazai said with a smile on his face, as if an elder was enlightening a younger generation. His slender fingers pointed directly at the tip of Nakajima's nose, " Because, this is his choice, it is what he wants."

"Really? Thank you."

Nakajima lowered his head and thanked him softly. Even if he didn't see his expression, Nakajima could tell that this guy was smiling uncontrollably.

Two thumps.

Suddenly, someone knocked on their door.

Who will it be at this time?Zhong Yuanzhong also put down his half-eaten food, and became alert.

"Sit here," Dazai stood up, put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "I'll go and open the door."

Dazai walked towards the door and lazily amplified his voice and asked who was outside the door.

"Mr. Dazai, it's boring to ask questions when you know the truth," the voice outside the door replied in a gentle manner, "Didn't you release the news to the outside world, telling us that Moonbeast is here now?"

to be continued