Chapter 2 Then I Found You

Under Nakahara Chuuya's shocked expression.

Hayana Kotori nimbly crawled under the desk, reached out and grabbed the leg of the chair he was sitting on, and pulled him back to his original position.

The chair, carrying its weight, rubbed against the smooth floor, making another loud and sharp squeak.

“…What are you doing!?”

Nakahara Chuuya's face flushed and he was secretly angry.

…

His back was pressed against the back of the chair and his legs were forced apart.

The whole person is sitting on the chair in the splits.

He lowered his head and looked at Hayana Kotori with his eyes wide open, as if his head was burning.

Looking at the almost cooked Nakahara Chuuya, Takanashi Hayato continued to pull the chair as usual, her slender white arms possessing extraordinary strength.

"Hide for a moment."

Nakahara Chuuya: “…”

Nakahara Chuuya tried to stop him, his voice unconsciously getting louder: "This isn't a matter of hiding or not. Don't you have any awareness of being a girl?!"

"I won't do anything to you, don't be afraid."

She didn't act rude to him.

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"...No!" He was extremely principled in this matter. "Find someplace else to hide."

Hayana Takanashi also got angry. She felt that Chuuya Nakahara was usually a straightforward person, so why was hesitant and not trusting her now?

"You know what I am like. I'm definitely not a mean person."

"...That's not possible. Hide somewhere else!"

“…”

"Where are you hiding?"

Hayana Takanashi had no choice but to stop pulling the chair.

Nakahara Chuuya choked and looked around the office. The only place he could hide was under the table.

"Anyway, this won't work!"

Nakahara Chuuya was very determined and reached out to pull Hayana Kotori out.

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With a slap, she slapped away Chuuya Nakahara who came to grab her hand, and then Kotori Hayato pulled the chair back to its original position.

Nakahara Chuuya's face flushed red, and he backed away, leaning against the back of the chair. Embarrassment was written all over his pretty face, like a decent woman who was being teased. This was completely different from his usual sharp and decisive mafia look, like a wild leopard.

He was behaving so abnormally.

Dazai Osamu could tell something was wrong without even looking.

Takanashi Hayana looked at Nakahara Chuuya's split-legged sitting position: "..."

"Put your legs back together."

Nakahara Chuuya gritted his teeth and said, "Absolutely not!"

"oh--"

The girl threatened calmly, "If I'm caught, I'll unilaterally cut off all ties with you for two hours."

Look at the two fingers raised by the other person.

Faced with such childish and unreasonable behavior.

A vein popped out on Nakahara Chuuya's flushed forehead, and he lowered his voice frantically.

"It was that bastard Mackerel who discovered you! Why did you break off relations with me?!!"

Even Zhongyuan Zhongye couldn't understand it.

He even had a terrible headache.

"Because...if I break off my relationship with Dazai after being discovered, you will definitely let me be discovered by him."

Nakahara Chuuya: “…”

What she said made a lot of sense and I couldn't refute it at all.

Nakahara Chuuya: "You... move a little further in..."

"I'm already at the very back. Don't waste time. Someone's going to push the door open soon... Hurry up!"

"What are you afraid of? Seriously... I already told you I won't make fun of you."

“…#Shut up!”

*

“Knock knock~”

The black-haired boy in a well-tailored suit opened the door directly, and a strange light flowed in the kite-colored eye that was not wrapped in bandages.

He was not disappointed when he saw that Nakahara Chuuya was the only one in the office. Instead, the curve of his mouth became even higher.

"Yo~ Chuuya~"

"I almost didn't see you because of the documents."

The boy with black curly hair had a clear voice with the magnetism of voice change. He stroked his chin with his fingers as if thinking.

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at the 10cm-high pile of documents on the table and tightened his grip on the pen. "Is your arm broken? Knock on the door with your mouth."

"If I knock on the door with my hands, you won't be able to hear me, right?" Dazai Osamu spread his hands.

A good-looking young man who looked like he deserved a beating: "After all, his ears aren't very good, and he often can't hear what I say."

“…”

"Asshole, be careful or I'll throw you out!"

Dazai Osamu blinked.

"Did you stutter when you spoke just now?"

"……No……"

Nakahara Chuuya's voice escaped from his throat.

The reason for his stuttering speech was that Hayato Takanashi, who was hiding under the table, felt suffocated and wanted him to find a random excuse to get rid of Dazai Osamu.

So she stretched out her finger and poked Nakahara Chuuya's calf, using it as a secret signal to remind him not to waste time.

The sudden contact of fingers, the gentle touch climbing up from the calf to the brain, the trembling touch made Nakahara Chuuya's hair stand on end, and he almost jumped up from the chair.

Don't make sudden physical contact, idiot!

You shouldn't have believed her promise!

He endured it and felt that his breathing was not smooth.

The calf under the fingertips was tense, the muscles were dense and hard, as if it was accumulating strength and ready to kick at any time.

He wouldn't kick me, would he?

With this doubt in her heart, Hayana Takanashi continued to poke secret signals on his legs even though she was having difficulty breathing.

[Support people to leave, support people to leave]

[I feel so suffocated, so suffocated]

“…”

Nakahara Chuuya stared at Dazai Osamu, who was looking around like a kindergartener, with a sullen look on his face. "If you have something to say, tell me. If not, leave."

"Oh, you're very irritable."

Dazai Osamu patted his chest, with a frightened look on his handsome face: "Be careful not to scare me to death~"

Hayana Takanashi: "..."

Did this guy do this on purpose?

Nakahara Chuuya: “…”

Nasty and tough mackerel!

[Hurry up, it’s so uncomfortable]

Hayana Takanashi urged Nakahara Chuuya again.

If I had known earlier, Dazai Osamu would have found it.

Now hiding under the table, with Chuuya Nakahara's legs stretched out together, inside the cramped and narrow space, Hayana Takanashi felt like she was about to be squeezed into a paper man.

If Dazai Osamu doesn't leave, she will grab Nakahara Chuuya's legs and bite them!

It was obvious that Nakahara Chuuya also knew her situation.

His patience ran out, his cobalt blue eyes narrowed dangerously, locking onto his prey like a cheetah.

"Are you—coming here to cause trouble?"

Being teased by a young boy who was also a cadre, the gravity user of the Port Mafia, who became one of the top five cadres at the age of 17 and had been in office for a year, Chuuya Nakahara shook his fist.

He looked like he was going to attack Dazai if he didn't explain the reason.

Facing the dangerous expression on Nakahara Chuuya's face, Dazai Osamu was not intimidated at all and said casually: "I'm looking for Hayana, do you know where she is?"

Unexpectedly, the other party would reveal his true intentions so easily, and the boy's expression froze uncontrollably.

He said unhappily, "I don't know."

“Eh~~~~”

"Hey you! She's not here with me!"

"Yeah?"

Dazai Osamu stroked his chin, looking thoughtful. After a while, he clenched his right fist and knocked on the palm of his left hand, saying alertly, "I know!"

Nakahara Chuuya: "Go find it if you know! Stop bothering me here."

Dazai Osamu refused to leave: "Don't you want to know, Chuuya?"

Nakahara Chuuya, whose legs were about to be poked with a hole by the person under the table: "..."

"……In no mood."

Why is that damn bluefin tuna so difficult today?

Or did he do it on purpose?

Did this guy already discover that Hayana was hiding under his desk?

Nakahara Chuuya's expression changed slightly, and he looked carefully at the boy standing opposite him, waving his arms and acting funny.

The conclusion is: it is hard to see through.

It's completely impossible to tell what he's thinking or what he wants to do.

“How could this happen!?”

Dazai Osamu waved his hands in front of his eyes, with an artificial expression of disbelief on his face.

"You're obviously paying attention to Hayana, right? Last time we were drinking together..."

--bump! ! !

Dazai Osamu was halfway through his words when Nakahara Chuuya slammed his fist on the table with such force that a dent was made on the surface of the solid wooden table.

Hayana Kotori, who was hiding under the table and got a head full of sawdust, said: "...Puff! What the hell? The sawdust went into my mouth!"

"Hey, Dazai—"

Nakahara Chuuya spoke calmly, his expression tense as his inner thoughts were almost exposed.

"Do you want me to hunt you down to the ends of the earth?"

If Hayana Takanashi hadn't been under the table, he would have kicked this bluefin tuna in half for speaking inappropriately in that situation!

Emotions flashed in his iris-colored eyes, and Dazai Osamu raised his hand and gently gave him a secret signal.

【Where is Hayana? 】

Nakahara Chuuya: “…”

Depend on!

Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but swear.

Mackerel had already seen through it, and was still making fun of him and Hayana like monkeys!

If I don't expose Hayana, this bastard will definitely continue to reveal his secrets.

If Hayana is exposed, she will break off relations with him.

Nakahara Chuuya already knew exactly what Dazai Osamu was planning.

The two men confronted each other for a moment.

The two sad and fierce eyes met, and sparks of lightning burst out at the point of contact, and sparks flew everywhere for a while.

"I'm going to blow myself up. I'm here. Stop arguing."

Unable to hold it in any longer, Hayana Kotori spoke out helplessly.

Hearing this——

Nakahara Chuuya stood up and pulled the chair away.

The next second, she was stared at by the eyes of Chuuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai who were bending over.

Dazai Osamu's face takes up most of the space.

Because of moving the chair, Nakahara Chuuya came over later and only took up a small half of the time.

The girl squatting under the desk had her hands around her legs like a porcelain doll, her long black hair tied into a ponytail, her hair neatly arranged in front of her forehead, her small ears fully revealed because of her hair, and her legs under the black skirt looked even whiter and longer.

Because the space under the desk was small and cramped, the girl's beautiful face turned a faint red like her lips, and her obsidian-like gentle almond eyes were filled with water and shimmered with the golden color of the sunset.

Like a princess waiting to be trapped by a dragon.

Dazai Osamu's fine eyelashes trembled slightly, and his gloomy iris-colored eyes flickered.

"What is Hayana doing here?"

What are you doing? Don’t you have any idea?

Although she was complaining angrily in her heart, Hayana Kotori didn't show it on her face. She grabbed the hand that Dazai Osamu offered to pull her out.

She said angrily: "Playing hide-and-seek with you."

Holding the girl's fair hand that was placed on his palm, the boy clenched it tightly with his hand that was half wrapped in a snow-white bandage. The corners of his mouth were half-raised, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The low voice caused a tremor deep in people's hearts.

"Then I found you—"