Chuuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai disliked each other as soon as they met.

Maybe it was just a natural incompatibility or the influence of the environment, but in short, there was no peace whenever Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya were on a mission at the same time.

Quarrel and fight.

This happens all the time.

The subordinates of the two men regard this as a necessary part of their daily schedule, and those who have followed the two men for a long time all know that it is best not to make their presence felt when the two men are arguing or fighting, otherwise it would be really difficult to resolve if they are dragged into it.

And now——

After the ochre-haired girl said that she was Nakahara Chuuya, she almost intimidated all of Dazai Osamu's subordinates. Their mouths were slightly open, and their chins remained in a state as if they could not be retracted.

Zhongyuan Zhongye???

She said she was Nakahara Chuuya? ?

They were sure that there was nothing wrong with the eyes, and Duo was not wrong. But looking at the girl's face and the clothes that were obviously women wearing kimonos, and her body lines that were slightly different and softer than those of Nakahara Chuuya, they couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Central Plains cadres...

Isn't the Central Plains cadre a man? ! !

Realizing the consequences of this, their pupils suddenly dilated.

They took a step back as if they knew a huge secret, looked at each other, and decided to bow their heads to express silence.

Of course, the two people who are still arguing don’t care about the people around them at all.

Dazai Osamu: "Slimy little slug, what nonsense are you talking about? You want to beat me up openly. A painless death is what I pursue. If I die in your hands, I will die of your disgust."

Atobe Nanako: "Hey, what is the mackerel pursuing? It's pursuing death. It feels good to be crushed to death by gravity. Do you want to try it?"

Dazai Osamu: "I've already said that dying at the hands of a slug is too disgusting."

Atobe Nanako: "I'll kill you."

Dazai Osamu: "If you want to kill me, Chuuya is still a hundred years ahead of you."

Atobe Nanako: "Killing you won't take any effort..."

Subordinates: ...It starts again.

They glanced at each other and found that each other's faces were masks of pain.

Who is going to stop those two?

But the people on the other side were totally out of the situation.

They watched as the girl who had just been like a monster turned around and started arguing with the black-haired boy. It seemed that the argument was still very intense, and she didn't pay any attention to the current atmosphere.

"Boss." A man came forward to explain that he had been a member of another organization before joining this one, and had also attended some gatherings, in which the black-haired boy was the one who followed the boss of the port mafia.

"That's Dazai Osamu of the Port Mafia," he said.

Hearing this, the man's expression became serious.

He knew Dazai Osamu because of the combination of the Double Black. And the other member of the Double Black.

——The center of the Central Plains.

Dazai Osamu's partner.

He has extremely strong fighting power, and people who have seen him say that he has ochre hair and red supernatural powers. All these characteristics appear on the girl who just attacked and is now arguing with Dazai Osamu.

"That wouldn't be..."

"But, but I've never heard that Nakahara Nakata is a woman?"

"Perhaps the intelligence was wrong..."

They discussed in low voices.

But the two people standing in the middle of the mall noticed the laughter and conversation between the people over there.

The ochre-haired girl frowned: "Human...?"

Hearing these two words, Dazai Osamu glanced at Atobe Nanako calmly, and then suddenly changed the subject: "Come to think of it, you still owe me a few reports from the last mission."

Sensing that Dazai Osamu was about to do something naughty again, Atobe Nanako stopped the "war" and immediately became alert. She looked at Dazai Osamu: "So?"

So don’t blame me, the cosplayer, for the transaction in the other world.

Atobe Nanako thought.

But Dazai Osamu said: "If it is Chuuya from another world, then it is Chuuya. If you want to complete the work, then you should complete the work I assigned to you. Even though he is a god, but--"

Dazai laughed: "Chuuya is my dog."

Atobe Nanako: …

Atobe Nanako: My fist is really hard.

Atobe Nanako knew that Dazai Osamu would definitely make her angry, but she didn't know she would be so angry. This was almost shameless and childish, and it was the part of her personality that was covered by the script that began to get agitated.

“I’ll kill you!!”

Before Atobe Nanako could react, her body had already moved. The heel of her shoe, along with the strong wind, kicked towards Dazai Osamu's face.

Nanako Atobe's impulsiveness is still related to the coverage rate in her body.

"As expected, you're still a little slug with a lot of brains and muscles..." Dazai Osamu's laughter can still be heard faintly.

"Bang——"

The foot landed in front of Dazai Osamu. Dazai Osamu turned to the side, his expression remained nonchalant. He smiled mockingly, "Chuuya always listen to the master."

"Taizai!!"

The girl's movements seemed to carry a hint of anger.

It was as if I had been wanting to punch him for a long time and had been preparing for it.

In terms of verbal combat, it is almost impossible for Nakahara Chuuya to gain the upper hand, but in terms of force, Dazai Osamu is no match for Nakahara Chuuya. The two of them usually maintain a strange balance between the two.

But now the balance is tipped to one side.

“Again, they’re fighting again…!!”

"It looks like it was Lord Nakahara, otherwise who would fight so fiercely with Lord Dazai..."

The members of the port mafia naturally accepted the fight between the two men and made a judgment at the same time.

It’s better to ignore it.

They thought calmly.

It is impossible for Lord Dazai and Lord Nakahara to stop fighting or stop quarreling.

They were already familiar with each other.

It wasn't until Dazai Osamu was thrown into the pit and the ochre-haired girl was called a series of names ranging from slug to dark dwarf to muscular idiot that the fight between the two finally had a vague result.

The ochre-haired girl narrowed her eyes and said, "I'll kill you if you keep talking nonsense."

Dazai Osamu: "Tsk, I just don't want to die at the hands of a dwarf..."

The ochre-haired girl: “…”

The ochre-haired girl: Look at my bad temper.

Dazai seemed to notice the faint cross on the girl's forehead, and seemed to be angry again. But this time, Dazai didn't know what kind of mood he was in, but he didn't continue to quarrel with the girl.

"But we still have to finish the work first—" He suddenly changed the subject, "Otherwise, Mr. Mori will be very nagging."

Dazai Osamu's sudden change of expression did not surprise the people of the Port Mafia. They were even prepared when they heard this and rushed out in the next second.

They were already used to the two adults suddenly asking for tasks to be completed while they were playing.

There have been many times before when they were fighting and suddenly started working. The two adults were not stupid, and although the fight was intense, it did not prevent them from having a high degree of tacit understanding on certain things.

The girl who had just been fighting with Dazai Osamu didn't seem to have any interest in their actions. She just stood aside and watched expressionlessly. Her eyes fell on the several teams fighting forward, and then she slowly retracted her gaze.

"Does Chuuya usually see these things?"

The girl frowned and answered, "Yes."

Dazai Osamu put his hands in his pockets and said, "I thought gods didn't need to see anything and just needed to close their eyes and sleep."

The girl hesitated for a moment and replied, "It's like this most of the time."

"Eh?" Dazai Osamu stretched out the syllables and made a strange sound, "Really? The life of a god is just sleeping?"

"Someone advised me to sleep..." The girl seemed to think of something, "She seemed to want me to sleep too."

Dazai Osamu thought casually.

Who let the gods sleep? It's really strange.

Since you are with God, you should let God fulfill your wishes.

He thought so again.

The riot in the mall was cleared up quickly, and the goods were taken away as Dazai expected. The port mafia was transporting the goods out in batches, while Atobe Nanako and Dazai stood by and watched.

"Chuya, the work is done, and I am going to commit suicide vigorously." Dazai Osamu slowly stretched his waist.

The girl glanced at Dazai Osamu and said nothing.

"Where is this world's Chuuya Nakahara?" the girl suddenly asked. "He's in the Port Mafia." Dazai Osamu seemed to have thought of something and continued.

“So Chuuya has to go back to the Port Mafia too?” Dazai asked, “Although, in Chuuya’s world, it’s impossible for Chuuya to join the Port Mafia…”

Atobe Nanako lowered her head in silence, and finally spoke: "Let's go and take a look."

This was not unexpected for Dazai Osamu at all. Instead, he smiled broadly, as if he was in a good mood because something exciting would happen in the upcoming trip.

As if noticing his good mood, the girl looked at him hesitantly.

Dazai narrowed his eyes: "What's wrong, Chuuya?"

The girl asked hesitantly, "To commit suicide?"

Dazai Osamu was stunned.

As if he had thought of something, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His black hair was soft and fluffy under the lighting, clean and harmless. His one exposed iris-colored eye was quiet, eerily reflecting the girl's figure.

It was like darkness, and it was as if he himself was the darkness, so terrifying that it made people feel despair.

Just standing there, I took away the colors of the surroundings.

He's just black.

"Come to think of it, the little slug didn't answer my question just now," he said.

His tone was gentle, like a question between ordinary friends. But the two people present knew that this was not the end.

Something is hidden in the undercurrent.

I only saw him slightly curling his eyelashes and raising the corners of his mouth.

"Do you know me?"