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"I don't believe it."

After a few seconds of silence, Dazai let out a chuckle again, his head tilted, and his shoulders heaved accordingly. The black-haired man spoke again as if talking to himself, and picked up what he had just said.

"It's no wonder. After all, this kind of excuse sounds too rough. Even a single-celled organism may not simply believe it, let alone a slightly advanced slug."

At such a time, Dazai, who still doesn't forget to speak, tapped his face with his slender fingertips, "But even though Chuka asked me that, you already have a guess in your heart, right?"

"After all, I know Chuya's habits, movements, expressions and even breathing very clearly." Dazai gently stroked his lover's face, "The pain and struggle in your eyes when you look at me are almost overflowing .”

This kind of look is not a look that simply came to ask for proof.

Just as I know every expression and movement of Chuya Nakahara like the back of my hand, Chuya also understands Dazai far better than others.

Although there is still a gap between Dazai and Dazai who relies on his brain for food, in most cases, he can't figure out what this man is thinking, but at critical moments, Chuya's intuition is more accurate than anything else.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not an idiot, on the contrary he is exceptionally sharp and sophisticated.

Most of the time he doesn't think, it's all because Dazai is by his side, the complicated Dazai is far better than Nakahara Chuya in terms of analysis, making plans, and detecting conspiracies, no matter the speed and rigor, as long as he follows this man's If you arrange to leave, you don't have to worry about anything at all. Of course, Zhong Yuanzhong gradually began to rely on this man, and instinctively obeyed the other party's instructions.

Ever since I was 15 years old, I have been in a close relationship with each other, and I have never separated even after being noisy until I was 22 years old, so this kind of dependence has evolved into a habit over time.

Just as Nakahara has been pampering Osamu Dazai in terms of fighting and life, why isn't Nakahara Nakaya being pampered by Dazai?

However, this does not mean that Zhong is not good at thinking. As long as there is a slight breakthrough in some concealed things, it is only a matter of time for him to deduce the truth-although the time spent is compared with Dazai and Ranpo. It is much inferior, but compared with ordinary people, it can be regarded as excellent.

Therefore, with the understanding of Dazai and such obvious facts, Nakahara Chuya probably already had the answer in his heart in a day.

Chuya probably wants more explanation than proof, right?

Sure enough, under the frivolous and unscrupulous attitude of the black-haired man, Chuya couldn't calm down after all. He took a deep breath, but grabbed the man's collar fiercely with his hands, his face was gloomy, and his blue eyes Sharp as a knife:

"Dazai, I don't want to talk about things with you, let me explain clearly, what is going on with my memory?"

"If you don't know where to explain it, then tell me about the pill you fed me that night."

medicine.

Temporary delusion, something commonly used in hypnosis.

"Don't lie to me again!" Zhongya's voice gradually increased, "Even if my brain is not as good as yours, I'm not an idiot!"

Dazai paused slightly, "Ah, ah."

His tone sounded distressed and helpless, but his kite-colored eyes were calmly staring at the sharp blue eyes in front of him, "Hasn't Chuya basically remembered this? It's really bad...don't look at me like this, okay Well, I admit, it's a little hypnotic drug, so, so what?" He asked frivolously.

so what……! ?You guy, do you take this as a trivial matter! ?

Chuya suddenly widened his eyes, his pupils constricted, his face was stiff, and the hand holding Dazai's collar kept tightening.

Osamu Dazai leaned forward suddenly, his kite-colored eyes brimming with coldness and madness, and the corners of his upturned mouth froze at a just right angle. He stared closely at Chuya Nakahara's face, coaxing, bewitching, pressing on step by step. He said, using the same sweet tone as always, speaking softly.

"Chu also likes everyone in the detective agency, right? The daily life in the bright world is not bad, right?"

"We can always be together too, so why bother with the old mafia? Take a step back, if Chuya hates life now, then we can get out of here and go somewhere else, we can try to Live in another area for a while, or we can go abroad for a honeymoon together."

The black-haired man stretched out his hands, grasping both of Nakahara Chuya's hands tightly, and kissed each other's hands with nostalgia.

"Anyway, our resumes have been washed out. We have stayed in the detective agency for so long. It seems good to try other jobs. Does Chuya have any ideas? Anyway, as long as I stay with Zhongya, it will be fine, except Mafia Outside the party, you can go wherever you want.”

Zhongyuan Zhong also's eyes were full of pain and struggle, as if he was meeting the sick man in front of him for the first time, he was unbelievably sad, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a voice from his throat, "So I really..."

"It's true that he didn't expressly agree to leave the Mafia with me," Dazai said.

It's just a guy who is good at weaving lies, trying his best to present the false truth for his lover.

The orange-haired little gentleman took a sharp breath, feeling his fingertips trembling.

"You guy, have you already started planning!?"

The Central Plains also has a certain resistance to drugs, and their will is much stronger than ordinary people. With this method of hypnosis and brainwashing, they concealed everyone, including Ozaki Koye, who was in charge of torture, and quietly coaxed a loyal Mafia cadres, one night alone is not enough.

Since when?

Zhong Yuan, who had no memory at all, felt terrified even thinking about it. If this man, whose mind is more delicate than cotton wool, wanted to do something to him, he would have no way of noticing it. At the same time, the anger burning in his chest became more and more raging. .

--Why?I obviously trust you so much.

However, this kind of trust, in exchange for what?

Regardless of his own wishes, his partner and lover deceived him, coaxed him, abducted him, and took him forcefully away from the leader he swore to give his life to serve.

Even put on such a natural look.

His head hurt a lot, and the truth that was uncovered pricked him like a needle.

Always treat him very well, even if he met again after defecting for a long time, sister Hongye never blamed herself; she still respects herself like a child, and even Akutagawa who is so excited and shy because of his casual praise; he used to The loyal subordinates under his command; and he admired him from the bottom of his heart, and even voluntarily became the leader of the opponent's chess pieces.

The memory was opened, and the annoyance and regret more intense than before came overwhelmingly.

Ah, how could he defect.

How can you defect.

After the sheep were over, the port mafia became everything of Zhongye, who had nothing.

His work, his shelter, his family, his beliefs.

This kind of pain was pushed to the apex again when she found out that the culprit was her lover.

"I'm sorry, Chuya, this is my fault, I apologize to you."

The black-haired lover apologized, and the expression on his face was well adjusted to look guilty.

Zhong Ye was extremely angry, but looked at the person in front of him blankly, "You lied to me."

"I swear, there will never be a next time."

"When you say such things, take back the joy in your eyes." Zhongyuan Zhong also roared violently, his expression turned ferocious, "Why did you do this kind of thing, why did you defect, why do you make your own decisions? I bring out the Mafia too!"

"Because I can no longer stay in the Mafia, have I told you about it? About my best friend, and the reason for defecting." Being questioned one after another, Dazai was silent for a while, and said: "No matter what I do I have to leave, but I don't want to leave Chuuya, I can't bear Chuya not being by my side."

"Just this time, please, Chuya, this kind of thing will never happen again." Dazai grabbed the hand of the little orange-haired gentleman, his kite-colored eyes were filled with pleas that made Chuuya feel stinging, and his tone was fragile It seems that it can be destroyed by accident: "Forgive me this time."

Nakahara Chu also doesn't hate the detective agency, everyone is gentle and good, a companion worthy of his entrustment, and he also loves this bastard man named Dazai, and his feelings are true.

It is precisely because of this that Zhong Ye is in great pain.

Because for him now, no matter what he chooses, it is a despicable betrayal.

Anger, struggle, and annoyance intertwined in my heart, but more of it was spurning on myself.

After being dragged away by Dazai for so many years, you didn't realize that something was wrong until today, are you an idiot, Chuya Nakahara!

If it had been earlier, earlier, before he had put his trust in everyone in the detective agency and regarded this place as his new shelter...!

Nakaya wanted to withdraw his hands, but Dazai held on tightly.

"Let go! I...don't want to see you now."

"Zhongye—"

"I said let go!? You bastard, don't appear in front of me from now on!"

Chuya exerted all his strength violently, trying to pull his hands out. In terms of strength, Osamu Dazai was no match for himself in the Taishu school.

Now he just wants to give Dazai a hard punch, and then go out to find a bar to sit and drink alone without looking back, and before he makes a choice, he never wants to see the bastard's face in front of him again.

However, the right hand was pulled out smoothly, but the glove on the left hand was accidentally torn off during the dispute.

Dazai Osamu was holding onto a black leather glove of Chuya Nakahara, his eyes fixed on the ring finger of Mr. Tangerine Hair.

His complexion sank visibly, and a hint of gloom flashed through his iris-colored eyes.

"Wait, Chuya, where's your ring?"

This sentence directly poured a basin of cold water on the angry Zhongyuan Zhongye. His expression froze, and with a snap, he instinctively covered the base of the fingers of his left hand with his other hand.

But it was too late.

Zhong also realized this, and seemed a little caught off guard. His mind went blank for a moment, and he opened his mouth instinctively, wanting to explain, but the man in front of him didn't give him a chance at all.

"Ah, so that's the case, has Chuya already thrown away the ring?"

Dazai stood up in a murmur, and looked down at the orange-haired young man, his face was expressionless, and even his eyes became cold and dead.

"It seems that you have already made a decision... Then why do you still come to question me? Is it just to see how embarrassed I am to keep you? You are really evil, Chuya."

No, it is not.

I don't know why the ring disappeared, it was just an accident.

Chuya wanted to explain, but Dazai pushed him further, stretching out a hand to hold Chuya's chin firmly, relying on the difference in height, he easily raised Chuya's face, and once again robbed the other party of his speech Opportunity.

"I did take you out of the Mafia regardless of your wishes, but this kind of deception is only once. I love you so much, and I tried every means to find us a new shelter and let you have a new bond. The life of several years is all real, even if it is not as rich as in the mafia, but you are also very happy, right?"

"I love you, I thought you loved me too, but in the end—"

Dazai lowered his eyelashes, looked at Chuya's stunned face, and spoke softly and indifferently.

"And you throw away our ring, and would rather go back to being a random dog at Mr. Mori's feet?"

The author has something to say: not a knife, the only warning is not to feel sorry for Dazai.

So fucking spoiler, I have to hold back (struggle).

When winter comes, pigeons cannot get up.

Although the brain plot has come to the end, but the hand is not strong enough, there is still a lot of homework, no, it is not an excuse QWQ