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"They called me a fallen angel, a demon, and threatened me to leave Aomori."

Zhong also said that he suddenly relaxed his body and let himself slump on the sofa, "Thinking about it now, I still feel a little funny."

Chuya raised his index finger, "At the beginning, they were so devout when they offered prayers to me without any response. After I responded and fulfilled their wishes, they rejoiced and even shed tears."

Chuya raised his second finger, "But after I defected and reached Aomori, they shot at me, threw sharp tools, said that I was a fallen angel who brought disaster, threatened me to leave Aomori, and their faces were full of disgust with pure malice."

Nakaya raised his third finger, "And after I returned to the Port Mafia, I saw them tearfully begging for my forgiveness, apologizing to me, rebuilding the shrine, and worshiping me piously again. "

He sighed, "Human beings are really complicated."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, his tone was unexpectedly soft, "So, what happened afterwards?"

"Get out!"

Nakahara Nakaya was also stunned. He looked at one of the old women in blue clothes who was shouting loudly. Almost half a year ago, the old lady brought a basket of fresh fruits and prayed and cried at the shrine to bring her husband back to life. Nakaya Her wish was fulfilled. At that time, every wrinkle of the old woman's smile stretched out.

Zhong also opened his mouth, "...why?"

His voice was very soft, and was dispersed by the surrounding noises. Osamu Dazai followed his gaze and aimed the gun at the old woman, "Chuya, get out of here first."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard screams in his ears, and he obviously wanted to cover his ears, but he seemed to have lost control of his limbs, and he couldn't even raise his arms.

"So many people with guns broke into Aomori looking for you! Where did you go! If it wasn't for you, those guys wouldn't have destroyed my house!!"

"Where were you when we asked you for help?! My child was lost in the forest, and I prayed countless times in front of you. Why do other people's wishes come true but not mine!"

"My husband has become an immortal monster! The wound won't bleed, and the wound heals very quickly. Even if he accidentally loses his breath and opens his eyes again soon, he has become an immortal monster!! Become a monster!!"

"If it wasn't for you, how could so many people come to Aomori, rummaging and shooting unscrupulously, our life was twisted into a mess! Where were you when you asked for help and made a wish!"

"I made a wish to you, begging you to bless my newborn child, but the child died in the end!"

Naka also felt a warm touch from his ears, and at some point Oda Sakunosuke covered his ears with his hands, and Osamu Dazai pulled him behind him to block him, as if this way Naka could not hear or see Same.

"You have brought disaster! An ugly demon in human form!"

But to no avail, he could still see the waving arms of his disciples, and hear the accusations and anger driving him away.

Zhong also wanted to refute, it was obviously none of his business, it was you who made the wish to me, and I was clearly fulfilling your wish.

I saved you.

also thought of.

Osamu Dazai fired, and pushed Nakahara Nakahara, who was stunned, into the arms of Oda Sakunosuke, with a cold face: "They can no longer communicate, let's go."

When turning around, Zhong also heard someone shouting, "He has done something to us! We worshiped him so sincerely, yet he actually did something to us!!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill the demon! Kill the demon!"

Chuu also thought, I really don’t understand human beings.

Almost fleeing, they returned to Yokohama. In the safe house in Yokohama, Chuya never spoke.

Oda Sakunosuke wanted to say something, but he could only move his lips, unable to say anything, distressed by his clumsiness.

Osamu Dazai dragged out a box of soda from nowhere, checked the production date, picked up a bottle and threw it at Chuya, "Orange flavored."

Zhong also took it casually without drinking.

Osamu Dazai walked over and sat in front of Chuya, "Chuya, calm down, you did nothing wrong, this is Mr. Mori's trick."

Zhongyuan Zhong also asked, "You said before that I do what I think is good, is this what you mean?"

Osamu Dazai didn't really want to say it, but under Chuya's calm gaze, he still said, "It's sort of."

"Humans are very complex creatures, so don't think so much about a single-celled slug like Zhongye."

Oda Sakunosuke said, "Leave them alone, Chuya, don't shake your heart." Oda Sakunosuke was a little worried.

Nakahara Nakaya subconsciously picked the wrapping paper on the soda with his nails, "Immortal monster, that old woman said so, so, do they think so too? Rimbaud, dumb bird, doctor...do they think so too ?”

Central Plains, who was raised by the leader of the port mafia and was smeared in a world like white paper, also sat there blankly, like a small animal wet by the rain, "I did it wrong Yet?"

"you are right."

"You are at fault."

The voices of Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu sounded at the same time, Oda Sakunosuke frowned, "Dazai...?"

Osamu Dazai said, "Chuya, you are at fault," his tone was firm, "Your fault was that you were too kind to them, Chuya, as I said, you are a human being, and you cannot be perfect, only a god can." Perfect."

Only the gods... can be perfect?

Nakahara lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and pulled himself together: "Then what should we do next? Should we stay in Yokohama?"

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "Well, Ango is already preparing our files, and is also in contact with the official side. Let's hide for a while, and we will go to the Armed Detective Agency after the port mafia is quieter."

"Armed Detective Agency," Nakahara Chuya sighed, "Miss Akiko is right there. I haven't seen her for a long time. I don't know if she still remembers me."

"Chuya, your tone seems to miss your long-lost daughter!"

"Shut up if you can't speak!"

Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a glass of soda, "Finally cheered up, sure enough, that kind of expression doesn't suit me."

In the port mafia chief's office, Mori Ogai was playing chess with Alice. He gently dropped the sunspot, smiling, "This is the first step."

The three of them hid in Yokohama for another period of time. I have to say that although the three of them have good military strength, they are indeed a bit embarrassed to face such a large-scale pursuit.

This time they stopped near Chinatown.

"Dazai, how did you make so many mouse holes?" Nakahara Chuya's voice was full of confusion, he really couldn't figure it out, obviously he had lived in Yokohama for so many years, and he had been with Dazai for so long. How did Osamu Dazai manage to have his safe house no matter where in Yokohama it was right under his nose.

"This is not a mouse hole," Dazai Osamu snorted, "This is the crystallization of Dazai-sama's wisdom, a little slug with an empty head like Chuya must know nothing."

"You stinking suicidal maniac has no right to accuse me!!" Zhong Ye countered.

Oda Sakunosuke comforted him skillfully, and said words that were not nutritious but really effective: "Okay, okay, don't argue, we will talk about this later."

Osamu Dazai dug out the medical box from nowhere, opened the medical box when Nakahara Chuya questioned the expiration date, and raised his chin at Nakahara Nakaya, "Extend your arm and let you see Dazai-sama's ability to tie bandages."

"Only this is the only thing I really think you are very good at." Nakahara Nakata complained, "Even if you are fleeing, you have to insist on tying bandages on your body. What kind of love for bandages is this? It has reached the point of perversion. Bar."

Osamu Dazai raised his hand: "Odasaku, Chuya, he insulted the God of Bandages! Hurry up, Chuya, apologize to the God of Bandages!"

"How could there be such a god!"

Dazai complained while treating Nakahara Chuya's wound. Oda Sakunosuke rummaged through the safe house and found a comb and a rubber band by accident. He said to Nakahara who was being bandaged by Dazai, "Chuya, let me help. You can comb your hair, I have combed the children's hair before, and I can barely be considered a little bit."

Because of the escape during this period, Chuya's hair has indeed not been properly cared for for a long time, and it has become messy. Chuya nodded indifferently, "Then please help me."

There are no big windows in this safe room, only a small gap, the gap is not covered at the moment, the moonlight shines in through the gap, for Oda Sakunosuke, who carefully combed his hair and carefully grasped the strength, and Naka, who bickered with Osamu Dazai Also, Osamu Dazai, who was carefully bandaging Chuya, sat three of them just within the range of the moonlight shining in, as if the moonlight covered them with a layer of veil, and it seemed that the moonlight connected them.

Out of the corner of his eye, Nakaya noticed the moonlight, stopped arguing with Osamu Dazai, and looked up, "It's almost dawn."