Height is a wound that cannot be mentioned in the Central Plains.

Nakahara Chuuya himself doesn't understand the reason for his height, and Dazai's height is constantly increasing compared to Hatsumi, which makes Nakahara Chuuya very jealous.

Maybe... I'm still in the growth stage?

Dazai Osamu: "Shorty, shorty."

Dazai Osamu: "Still a disgusting slug—"

The anger value rises again.

Nakahara Chuuya suddenly threw a punch.

It was like a murderous punch.

“Go to hell!”

As if provoking one Nakahara Chuuya was not enough, Dazai Osamu continued to provoke the second one, "God Chuuya is also a dwarf - so much shorter than me." As he said this, he measured the length with his hands.

"God slug—"

The ochre-haired girl: “…”

The two ochre-haired men punched at the same time, but Dazai seemed to have expected it and turned around to avoid it. The two men reacted quickly and changed their attack in an instant.

But when the fist was only an inch away from the back of Dazai Osamu's head and could press his head into the wall in the next moment, the ochre-haired girl moved.

It's like it's subconscious.

The ochre-haired girl pushed away the hand that was hitting Dazai Osamu, and Nakahara Chuuya was forced to stop the punch due to the girl's sudden interference. He looked at the girl in surprise, but met the girl's eyes that suddenly burst into ferocity.

Nakahara Chuuya was stunned.

But the next second, it was as if nothing had happened. Nakahara Chuuya looked at the girl again, but her expression seemed as if nothing had happened, and the action just now was just a mistake.

The expression revealed was just his trance.

The girl seemed a little silent at this time.

Dazai Osamu, who should have dodged and turned around, knew that he could not block the dwarf's attack this time, but the fact that the punch did not land gave him an opportunity and he jumped far away.

"Shorty." Dazai Osamu jumped to the other side of the office and continued to provoke.

This time, the ochre-haired girl did not show any disgusted reaction like Nakahara Chuuya. She lowered her head and looked at her hands in silence, then slowly raised her head and looked at the smiling Dazai Osamu.

"Hey." The girl suddenly spoke.

Dazai Osamu, who was still lazily provoking Nakahara Chuuya, looked at the girl.

Originally, when Nakahara Chuuya thought that the girl was going to say something, he suddenly saw a strange smile on the face of the brown-haired girl, and then Nakahara Chuuya saw the girl suddenly soar into the air.

"Go to hell—"

Her expression was like that of a real villain, with a split mouth and the fierce light in her eyes, just like that of a ferocious beast.

Dazai was stunned for a moment: "Huh——?"

Dazai Osamu took two steps to the side and said, "Naka, Naka?"

The office shook violently.

"What happened in the office?"

"You are new here."

"Eh—I am indeed new here."

"That was a conversation between the Nakahara officers and the Dazai officers." The black-clad subordinate standing in the corridor was used to the situation in the room, and even stepped back very consciously, and then spoke to the newcomer earnestly, "Don't interfere in the affairs of those two adults, they have their own way of dealing with it."

The new man was a little confused, but he followed the instructions of his senior very well and looked away like his senior did.

Just ignore it.

……perhaps?

After a while, the room became quiet.

Nakahara Chuya in the room looked at the girl sitting at the table with some hesitation. The girl seemed to notice his gaze, and their two pairs of blue eyes collided. Nakahara Chuya was stunned. What he saw was a pair of eyes that were familiar yet unfamiliar to him.

There seemed to be nothing in those eyes, which was different from his. Although he had just learned about the girl's situation from Dazai Osamu's words, he still felt differently.

Just like just now.

The girl really looked like a god, at least in terms of temperament. The fabric of the kimono she was wearing was not made in any factory in the world. The clothes were exquisite and beautiful, just like the day when Chuuya Nakahara first saw the girl, he had this feeling, the girl's eyes were emotionless, just like a real god.

Dazai Osamu lay on the sofa, gasping for breath like a salted fish. He leaned his head against the sofa back, as if he had just gone through a great battle.

Dazai Osamu raised one hand as if he was speaking in class. He said lazily, "I'm just telling the truth. Chuuya is narrow-minded."

He raised his eyelids and looked at the girl: "The other god Chuuya is the same."

The girl said coldly: "I'll kill you."

Nakahara Chuuya: ...It feels like the other me is quite irritable.

Dazai Osamu looked as if he no longer cared.

The room fell into silence until Nakahara Chuuya raised his head and looked at the girl and spoke. He hesitated: "You... are me from another world?"

The ochre-haired girl nodded.

His thoughts were a little complicated, especially when he was facing his other self in this state. Nakahara Chuuya felt awkward for some reason, but he still spoke: "Are you a god?"

"The God of Wilderness."

When he heard these two words, Nakahara Chuuya was stunned, but finally he relaxed his brows with some understanding.

A possibility.

At this moment, Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but think of the thing inside his body.

"you……"

Just when Zhongyuan Chuye was about to ask something, the black-haired boy on the sofa became restless again.

He deliberately stepped on the floor with his shoes, making a banging sound.

Nakahara Chuuya: “…”

He tried to control his temper: "What do you want to do now?"

"I really don't want to share the same air with those two Chuuya." Dazai Osamu did it for a long time and suddenly opened his mouth and gasped, as if he had an asthma attack.

After saying this he suddenly jumped up.

Nakahara Chuuya looked at him warily to see if he was up to anything.

"I'm leaving first." He was walking along fine, but before leaving, Dazai added, "Remember to finish your work."

He drawled out his voice in an evil tone: "A dog should behave like a dog."

"you--"

But Dazai Osamu's legs seemed to be equipped with two tires, and he ran away in a flash. When Nakahara Chuuya wanted to catch up with him, he just walked out of the door and saw his subordinate in black kneeling on one knee in front of him with a stack of documents in his hands.

Nakahara Chuuya: “…”

Nakahara Chuuya: "Dazai!!!!!!"

Dazai Osamu has already disappeared.

Nakahara Chuuya then angrily took the stack of documents back to the office. Suddenly he realized that this was still Dazai Osamu's office, and he became even more angrily.

"That bastard..." Nakahara Chuuya muttered to himself, gritting his teeth.

And a flash of black hit his eyes.

He raised his head slightly.

The girl sat on the table without moving.

Nakahara Chuuya suddenly remembered the time when he was beating Dazai Osamu and the ochre-haired girl tried to stop him, and he couldn't help but frown.

"You just..." Nakahara Chuuya was a little hesitant. When he opened his mouth to ask the question, the girl turned her head and looked at him.

The scarlet-gold pattern that outlined the shape of a ferocious beast was fully revealed in front of Nakahara Chuuya as the girl raised her hand.

"Tsk..." Nakahara Chuuya stopped talking again.

"What happened just now?" he asked.

When Dazai Osamu was beating him just now, the girl clearly seemed to be trying to stop him. She gave Nakahara Chuuya the feeling that the relationship was not like the one in this world. The relationship between Nakahara Chuuya and Dazai Osamu as the gods in another world was probably the same as theirs in this world, but also different.

Nakahara Chuuya is not a fool, his mind works fast in such a situation. It is said that the only person who understands oneself the most is oneself, and the only one who understands [Nakahara Chuuya] is Nakahara Chuuya.

She was protecting Dazai Osamu.

Maybe it was just a subconscious action.

Nakahara Chuuya thought.

——Under what circumstances would you protect someone?

The first is the mission to be the leader of this world. Although Nakahara Chuuya wanted to kill Dazai Osamu countless times, he also had to complete the mission. Now he is working with the port mafia, so he has no chance.

But the gods don't have such concerns.

The gods who live in shrines and just listen to the wishes of mortals every day, if Dazai Osamu were facing them in this world, he probably wouldn't do such a thing.

Then the second one.

——protection circle.

No matter how bad or wrong the relationship between [Nakahara Chuuya] and [Dazai Osamu] may seem on the surface, [Dazai Osamu] is within [Nakahara Chuuya's] protection circle.

But Zhongyuan Zhongye couldn't imagine it at all.

Dazai Osamu is in his own protection circle?

Once he thought of Dazai Osamu's disgusting expression, Nakahara Chuuya could strike again. It would be best if he could smash that disgusting face.

But the relationship between the girl and Dazai Osamu is more like surface. All conflicts and quarrels are accumulated on the surface, but the final truth is the result of pulling Dazai Osamu into the protection circle.

Nakahara Chuuya wanted to ask but was a little hesitant, looking a little irritable. He walked around the room anxiously.

The room became much quieter after Dazai Osamu left.

The sunlight poured in from the window, and the room was still extremely bright.

His blue eyes flashed with restlessness, as if he had thought of something. He hesitated between confirmation and reluctance to confirm, and finally sighed and made up his mind.

"What is your relationship with Dazai Osamu?"

Hearing this, the ochre-haired girl raised her head slightly.

His eyes met with Nakahara Chuuya.

The sun is still strong.

The shadows in the room change with time.

Nakahara Chuuya waited patiently for the girl to speak.

The ochre-haired girl looked a little strange, but she still said it.

She replied: "...Miko."

Nakahara Chuuya was silent.

Nakahara Chuuya was shocked.

The Central Plains is incredible.

His eyes widened. "Dazai Osamu? Miko? Yours?"

"Yes." Nakahara Chuuya heard the girl's voice.

"…Why don't you consider changing one?" In shock, Nakahara Chuuya said something a little rude, "Are there any other shrine maidens in the shrine?" Otherwise, how was the shrine built?

But the next sentence the girl said made him even more confused.

"There are no other miko." Her voice was tinged with gritted anger, an emotion that seemed directed at herself. "She is the only one."

“I picked it myself.”

She added.

Nakahara Chuuya's mind went blank.