[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

Zhongyuan Zhong also only felt as if he was in the rainy season.The damp water vapor and the unavoidable heat in the stuffy room made him feel that there was a fire in his body, and as time went by, the fire became more and more intense.

But the more he struggled, the more bored he felt, until he stumbled upon a piece of ice emitting a slight chill.

It's like a hungry traveler lost in the desert found the oasis he dreamed of, he didn't even care about his demeanor, he was entangled like an octopus.

"Hmm..." Human beings are creatures that push their feet. After alleviating the burning anger in their hearts, the cadres in the Central Plains were dissatisfied with the cold ice cubes in their sleep. He was still tightly wrapped by people. .

This is really the practice of violently mobilizing things!Unconsciously, Zhong Yuanzhong also condemned, if the layer of fabric can be removed, how cool it would be to stick the whole body straight to the ice cube!

Alcohol made him weak all over, making this strongest physical master of the port mafia, also known as the Central Plains cadre of the walking demolition brigade, look like a big cat that has been smoothed so that his whole body becomes limp. My softest snow-white belly.

Struggling to get up, he used both hands indiscriminately, trying to remove the last layer of obstruction between him and the ice.

Mr. Dazai, the former cadre who was treated as an ice cube, was immediately angered by the doctor's anger when he was touched by the little dwarf's method.

How should I put it, Osamu Dazai suddenly felt that he was probably favored by the goddess of luck. He was really lucky to be able to see this once-in-a-century beauty.

Zhongye usually has two states after being drunk, one is messing around, and the other is just like the current state, like a little milk cat, lying softly on the bed, as if a piece of paper has been stripped Like a blue crab with a hard shell, just looking at it will make you feel your index finger wide open.

Being in the tidal wave exuding the intoxicating fruit fragrance one after another, even he seems to be drunk to death in this beautiful scenery.

"Chuya, is it hot?" The gorgeous voice became deep and hoarse, and Osamu Dazai, who had always been advertised as a rationalist, felt that he was going to indulge in that blue tide.

"Hot..." Compared with his usual energetic appearance, Zhong Yuanzhong at this moment is more like a child who has been wronged and ran to his parents to complain coquettishly.

"How about taking off your clothes when it's so hot?" The deep voice was full of temptation, "If you take off everything that is in the way, you won't be hot."

His drowsy head was working hard, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought this was a good idea, "You are right, Mr. Ice Cube!"

Pounced on the only cool thing around him, using all four claws together, he was about to take off the last obstacle on Osamu Dazai's lower body.

Osamu Dazai swore that at the beginning, he just wanted to quietly carry the drunken little boy upstairs to have a good rest, at most he would eat a little soft tofu.

However, when he finished taking a shower in the bathroom and returned to the only big bed in the whole room covered in steam, before he stepped in, he was entangled with all fours by the short man who suddenly rose up.

Because the room was too stuffy, Nakahara Nakahara Dazai took off his cumbersome sacrificial robe with a brute force when he was taking a shower alone in the bathroom.

At the moment when those strong legs were entwined, the crystal clear ankles that felt like they would be broken when grasped flashed by.Osamu Dazai felt that the room was a bit suffocated. Before today, he never even knew that he was an ankle control.

Proportional to the petite height is the pair of thin legs that can satisfy all leg controls.

He can even see through the dark blue blood vessels and the blood that symbolizes the flow of life under the abnormally fair skin that has not been exposed to light all year round, just like the eternal fire in those blue eyes, which is inexplicably attractive Looking at Osamu Dazai.So much so that he couldn't help lowering his head, leaving thin hickey marks along the slender blood vessels.

From the perspective of this pair of thin legs, you would never have imagined that such a pair of legs can be used as the strongest demolition machine with any force.

As if dissatisfied with the small movements of Mr. Ice Cube, Zhong Yuanzhong is like a little beast whose nap has been interrupted again and again, with a moaning murmur in his throat, blue eyes Opening slightly drunkenly, with an "owwow" sound, due to the balance problem in the drunk state, the bite that should have been bitten on Osamu Dazai's shoulder, because of an angle problem with Nakaya, he kissed straight down.

Then!In the Central Plains, it seems that he has discovered a new continent. Between the two soft gaps is the source of the spring water he has dreamed of!

Excited by this discovery, Zhong Yuan, regardless of Mr. Ice Cube's weak resistance, sticks out the tip of his thirsty tongue, and is about to plunge into the source.

The master who has always boasted that she has never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers will not allow the slightly childish kiss of the little dwarf.

With a blackened smile, Osamu Dazai said sinisterly: Chuya, you asked for this.

Once something called 'desire to conquer' pops up, it can no longer be suppressed.

It was as if two ferocious beasts were constantly testing each other's strength, and then, after the two fought for the initiative several times, Osamu Dazai stroked the pair of sexy waists on Kamichuya's back along the way, and suddenly came The pleasure came from the tailbone, and Chuya couldn't even hold back the cock on his lips. His whole body went limp, and Osamu Dazai, who took advantage of the opportunity, saw the right moment, and he turned around and pinned him on the bed, his voice hoarse The temptation said, "Doesn't Zhong also want to be cooler?"

"Cooler?"

"Yes, as long as you behave well, Chuya, I will make you very comfortable." Worried that his thin words would not win people's trust, Osamu Dazai burned his body, which had a lower body temperature than ordinary people due to years of suicide, to his whole body. Like a ball of hot coals, Nakaya approached, "Look, as long as you lie down obediently, I will make you very comfortable."

The restless right hand, taking advantage of the inattention of Zhongye, who was confused by his own words, quietly followed the smooth waistline all the way to the groin, rubbed him twice with his familiar hand, and breathed When it was obviously heavy, he said temptingly, "It will be more comfortable than now."

"More comfortable than now?" Nakahara Chuya tilted his head, like a crew member who was bewildered by the graceful song god of the siren siren, he walked step by step towards the dense net carefully woven by the siren.

"Of course, Chuya, don't you believe the promise I made to you?"

If Chuuya was awake, he would sneer mercilessly, "I'm sorry Dazai, you don't have any credibility in my heart at all.

But, he was drunk.In the heart of Nakahara Nakahara, who is in a mess, Dazai at this time is equivalent to Mr. Ice Cube who is happy to help others.

Nodding trustingly, "I see." With a silly smile, "Mr. Ice Cube, you are really a good person."

For the first time in his life, Mr. Dazai was in a complicated mood when he was issued a good friend card by a little man. Was it as sweet as he remembered?

Don't look at Zhong Yuan, who has learned all the bad habits of men, such as smoking, drinking, and playing cards, but he is 100% sure that under the guidance of the eldest sister, he has dealt with emotional problems seriously. , love life is still a blank.

Although the 22-year-old Mr. Dazai is also a glorious great magister, his proficiency in five-fingered girls is far beyond that of an emotional idiot.

Coupled with Chuya's defenselessness against the man named Osamu Dazai, he has groped the sensitive points of many dwarfs in his daily life.

Under the huge pleasure, Zhongya Nakahara was like a dehydrated fish on the chopping board at this time, and even faintly cried, "No, no more, hurry up, stop!" The round toes are all because of this pavement The pleasure/sensation that comes gives me the thrill of curling up.

However, Mr. Ice Cube, who had been treating each other tenderly just now, suddenly became tough, "Soon, Zhongye, you like it. If you don't like it, you can push me away at any time, right? You know I can't beat you."

The feeling of swelling before the outbreak and the pleasure and sensation brought about by the meticulous care of the sensitive points all over his body have already made Nakahara Chuya's mind go blank, and then...in his crying begging for mercy, The critical point finally arrived, after a white light flashed in front of Zhongya Zhongya.

The whole person looked like he had just been fished out of the water, his orange shattered hair drooped wetly between his foreheads, and Zhong Yuanzhong was still immersed in the suffocating pleasure just now.

Then, under the dazed eyes of the man, he was hugged by the man, and then his hairy head was pressed between the crotch by the black-haired youth.

Osamu Dazai spoke in a hoarse voice, "Chuya, this is great, obedient children have candy." Suggestively, he stretched out the engorgement that was flowing with transparent liquid, and stuffed it into the soft and warm lips, "Dazai Pai special popsicles, exclusive to the Central Plains in summer~"

Before Zhongyuan Zhongye could reply, there was a loud 'bang' from the window frame, but it turned out that it was an unusual child who jumped in from the window frame instead of going through the main entrance.

After Enkidu separated from Osamu Dazai, it was very difficult to find a beggar who can be seen everywhere in this town in the vast crowd.

Fortunately, the green-haired boy cannot be called a mortal to some extent.The spear that was stabbed by Gilgamesh to correct, question, and impeach Gilgamesh for not fulfilling his mission is the meaning of Enkidu's existence.

In order to be able to compete with the hero king who has two-thirds of the blood of the gods, Anu, who is regarded as his own father in a sense, can be said to let Enkidu win the battle against Gilgamesh, and use what he can think of to win the battle against Gilgamesh. The green-haired boy opened all the hacks.

As a god-made weapon with divine clay as the main body, when the earth feels sympathetic, everything as small as an ant to a tree that blocks the sky will become his eyes.However, the huge amount of information and scenes from multiple angles and different perspectives can easily drive a weak-minded human being crazy.

Of course, this small side effect is not too difficult for the determined divine blood creation.

The only troublesome thing is to retrieve the beggar boy whom Enkidu donated a bag of coins out of pity to him who had a relationship with him once among the thousands of information.

After finally finding the target from thousands of messages, when Enkidu rushed to the slums where fish and dragons were mixed, the last scene he saw was a dark-skinned beggar who was still alive and kicking in the afternoon lying on the ground in a messy grass hut. In a pool of blood, a few gangsters holding wooden sticks saw the green-haired boy who suddenly barged in.

"Hey, which lost young master is he?" The youths who looked like gangsters said in a sly way, "Why, you came to this slum to visit your little lover, didn't you?"

At this moment, Enkidu felt as if he was watching another silent pantomime, and everything around him became black and white, except for the bright red blood on the boy named Ada.

Ignoring the harsh and sharp voices around him, he walked to the corner in a daze, "How did he die?"

"Huh? Are you a fool?" A gangster sneered, "Who doesn't know the prestige of our boss in this area, and that kid, Ada, wants to steal this big bag of gold coins for himself. The boss is kind and says he knows that kid It's not easy, so I kindly gave him ten copper coins. He didn't even appreciate it!"

As if saying that he accidentally killed an annoying fly, the little gangster replied innocently and cruelly, "If you don't give him a little color, those oily people in this area may not know who the boss here is. Who is it!"

Enkidu suddenly understood, whether it was Nakahara Chuya's repeated stop or Dazai Osamu's meaningful smile before parting.

As if taking anger at his innocent self during the day, Enkidu suddenly felt as if his chest was on fire after facing the dirty and obscene words kept uttered by a group of gangsters chattering in his ears. There was an unquenchable flame, and he moved.

Countless light spots converged on the young man's slender and white fingers. When the gangsters suddenly stopped talking, it was as if they saw an extremely terrifying monster. Before they could make a sound, they were swallowed by the light and completely dissipated. In this piece of heaven and earth.

"Monster! Youkai!" A shrill voice came from the voice of an alcoholic who happened to pass by here.

After being indifferently swept away by those green eyes without any mechanism, the drunk man successfully rolled his eyes and passed out.

Relying on the anger in his chest, Enkidu locked the positions of Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara through his sense of publicity. He rushed straight to the center of the town, and he urgently needed someone to confide in.

Then, through superb martial arts, he leaped lightly and entered through the window.

"emmmm..." Enkidu was suddenly surrounded, looking at the disheveled Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, and the bedroom that seemed to have been ransacked by robbers, except for the big bed under the two of them. Qidu didn't know whether he should apologize for disturbing someone's good deed first, or should he care about the personal safety of his two little friends first.

After being stunned for half a minute, the green-haired divine-blooded creature finally blinked after restarting, "I'm sorry to bother you." After speaking, he turned around and straightened the window frame that seemed to be crumbling because of too much excitement. about to leave.

Carefully packed his half-eaten meal, Osamu Dazai stood up, pulled the blanket aside to cover up a place where he hadn't calmed down, as if it was just an ordinary greeting, "Yo Young man, didn't Mama Zhongyuan teach you to enter the room through the front door? Cub, you let Dad down very much."

"Father, if I understand correctly, you are not angry, are you?" The small and exquisite nose sniffed the smell of chestnut flowers that had not dissipated in the air, and then looked at a certain curly-haired young man with bruised eyes, nose and swollen face. , "emmmm...Is there something I want to ask you before leaving?"

Osamu Dazai:? ?

"Aren't you afraid that you haven't eaten Zhongyuan Mama yet?"

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Osamu Dazai: "Go away!"

The window is there, just jump down for me, Dad doesn't have you, an unfilial son who sprinkles salt on his wounds!

The 22-year-old magister who was stabbed in the wound rushed away angrily.

After Enkidu tactfully rejected the fifth dandy who came forward to talk to him, hoping to spend a good night with the beautiful woman, Osamu Dazai finally finished packing and walked down the tavern upstairs on the creaking wooden ladder.

"Your chili is really hot enough." Looking at the young man's left cheek tightly wrapped with gauze, the tavern owner joked.Facing such a fierce battle, he could feel the creaking sound of the big bed made of high-quality sandalwood across the floor.

Osamu Dazai smiled at the tavern owner's joke, no matter how much he vomited blood in his heart, he still had to look like a winner in life and nodded.

"Why don't you have a drink? Although this store doesn't have the dish soap you mentioned, my white wine is not cheap anywhere!"

"No." Osamu Dazai rejected the enthusiastic tavern owner with a smile, stretched out his finger, and pointed to the focal point of the entire tavern, "I have an appointment. However, if you can have a glass of white wine made from dish soap, I might consider giving up the beauty and tell you what's on my mind~"

The small eyes of the tavern owner were full of disbelief. At his age, he would still be molested by a young man in his early 20s?However, he looked at the delicate green long-haired boy who looked like a doll, and then at the back of the young man striding away, and looked up and down probing, tsk tsk, this is really not a person by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.

Such a handsome guy with a sickly beauty, even he thought he could single-handedly fight him, but after spending most of the night with that orange boy with a low ponytail upstairs, his waist is not sore. Get up from the gentle village without pain, and have another supper?

This kind of man who hugs left and right... is really a male hormone that can't be placed anywhere.

I think he was also the man who was called the little motor on the bed back then.