Chapter 18
Chapter 18
"I'm going back." Nakahara Chuuya looked at the time, then stood up and said to the other people in the store.
"It's only eight o'clock. High school girls won't go home so early." Ah Dai Niao leaned on the old sofa in the store. She raised her eyes when she heard him speak and said exaggeratedly.
Zhongyuan Zhongya was too lazy to argue with him. He deliberately made an impatient expression and waved his hand, then walked around his seat and headed for the door.
The mafia in a black coat stood in front of him, as if he didn't see the threatening look in Nakahara Chuuya's eyes, and smiled happily: "Do you have a girlfriend? You look like a fool in love now, and you are eager to go back and meet your lover."
Hearing the word "girlfriend", a blush appeared on Nakahara Chuuya's face. The young man in front of him was also the founder of the organization he belonged to, the Port Mafia's internal mutual aid organization called "Flag Association". His real name was unknown, and he was called "Pianist".
"Don't talk nonsense." Nakahara Chuuya just finished a business trip today and rushed back from Europe. He hasn't gone back to rest yet, but came to the flag meeting to meet these people first. He feels that he has been very conscientious.
As for why he had to go back so early, the pianist was right in what he said, he was indeed in a hurry to go back and meet someone, but the person he was meeting was not his so-called "lover", but a boy of the same age as him.
He suddenly appeared in this world one day. His real identity was the protagonist of a long-lasting and popular national comic. Yayoi Nishitaka now lives downstairs from his house.
How should I put it? He's the kind of person who's very cute and even more likable than the ones in the comics.
“Since you’re Chuuya’s friend, why don’t you bring him here for us to see?” The handsome young man leaning against the pool table said softly with a charming smile on his face, but no one present bought it.
After hearing what the PR officer said, Nakahara Chuuya calmed down. His cobalt blue eyes passed over the PR officer's charming face and he said calmly, "He is not from this world. Don't drag him into this."
The calmer you are, the more you care.
No one stopped him, and Nakahara Chuuya left the billiard bar. The black car at the door appeared at the door on time as if it had calculated the time. The driver got out of the car to help open the door, and drove Nakahara Chuuya to an apartment of the Port Mafia.
After getting into the elevator, Nakahara Chuuya took out his cell phone and looked at the message that Yashiro had just sent.
The content is a photo of Yayoi Nishitaka wearing an off-white apron and doing something in the kitchen.
Or it could be said that this was a message sent by someone using Yashi's phone. This angle looked more like a candid shot, and the picture quality was not very good, it was blurry, but it had a weird feeling.
Nakahara Chuuya almost immediately determined that this strange feeling of uneasiness was caused by the person who took the photo. As for who the photographer was, were there any other possibilities besides Dazai Osamu?
Moreover, he had already blocked a total of seventeen numbers, including Dazai Osamu and the phone numbers he borrowed every time. He couldn't block Yayoi as well this time.
“Tsk.”
Lieutenant Nakahara turned off his cell phone. The elevator had already reached 17A. He took out the key from under the mat at the door, opened the door and walked in.
There were clinking sounds coming from the kitchen. Nakahara Chuuya was mentally prepared for this matter. The last time he heard about Yayo's experience in cooking, he knew that he must not let Yayo enter the kitchen.
The air was filled with the aroma of food, which was something Chuuya Nakahara had not expected.
The room was a bit messy, with many clothes scattered on the floor. Lieutenant General Nakahara picked up the two pieces at the door and put them on the cabinet at the entrance to the room. When he turned around, he was tripped by something.
The thing was huge and black, lying on the ground groaning.
Nakahara Chuuya lifted up his coat and saw Dazai Osamu with his eyes turned into circles. He said in a very weak voice: "I really can't eat anymore..."
Nakahara Chuuya: ...What is this thing?
Yashiro in the kitchen heard the sound and came out. When she saw Nakahara Chuuya, she showed a surprised expression: "Chuuya, you're back!"
Facing such a Yayoi, Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but smile and responded: "Well, the leader also said that I don't need to go abroad in the next six months. Next time I will find a fun place to take you."
"Okay." Nishitaka Yayoi went back to the kitchen to put out the fire, then walked towards the living room while untying the apron around her waist. When she passed by Dazai Osamu, she lifted him onto the sofa.
"What are you doing..." Nakahara Chuuya was hesitant to speak and sat on the only other sofa in the room. Yayoi leaned on the armrest of the sofa where Dazai Osamu was sitting and spoke to Chuuya.
"Tutoring." When talking about what she was doing, Yashiro's expression became calm.
After he came back humiliated from his last trip with Matsuda Jinpei and the others, he began to intensively study his cooking skills.
He had never been to the kitchen since he was a child, and after he became independent, he lived with his childhood friend. Later, when he joined the camp, he no longer needed to waste energy thinking about trivial matters such as what to eat.
First time cooking
It was You Xunran who was sick. Halfway through, You Xunran heard the noise and ran out. After she found out what he was doing, her expression was a bit complicated. In the end, she refused to let him taste a single bite.
Nishitaka Yayoi only now understood Kokunran's painstaking efforts, but he could not accept this failure. After returning, he began to make up for it. He watched food videos every day, even in the middle of the night. In the end, he ran out with Dazai in the middle of the night for a midnight snack.
——After the last incident at the police station, Dazai Osamu suddenly moved back home, contrary to his usual practice of not seeing him for ten days or half a month. I can see him almost every day.
There was nothing wrong with Yayoi living with others, but he was also thinking about moving out from Dazai's place.
Before, he came to the two-dimensional world penniless and alone, and Dazai Osamu took him in. Now he is rich. Although he can't buy a house, he can still rent a decent apartment.
Of course, after these days of practice, Xigao Yashi has a new understanding of his cooking skills. There are only two possible results: it looks good, but it is inedible; it looks like the food of an ancient god, but it actually tastes surprisingly good.
These are all the feedback from the test subject Dazai.
Seeing the creative-looking thing that was probably food, he was filled with curiosity and sincerely hoped that it would kill people. In the end, it tasted pretty good until he accidentally ate the beautiful group next to it, and it became like this.
"I think I've found the trick." Yayoi said, he was very optimistic, "I'll treat Chuuya to a meal when I succeed."
Nakahara Chuuya subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he saw Yayoi's eyes, he felt that he really couldn't refuse him. He looked at Dazai Osamu's expression, estimated that this level was probably okay, and said with a fearless attitude: "Okay."
Those eyes shone brightly, and Zhongyuan Zhongye had nothing to say.
He had bought Yashi's peripherals before, and the official release was all in a package. Although the protagonist would have more resources, there were still other people in it after buying a whole set. Nakahara Chuuya only wanted to buy Yashi's peripherals, and he actually found a group buy.
Although he bought an iron door, the wealthy Nakahara Chuuya was still called "Yashi Mommy" by the leader of the group on the other side of the network cable. She also taught him a lot of relevant knowledge when he knew nothing, opening the door to a new world.
For example, if you like him, you should spend money on him.
Zhongyuan Zhongye also agreed with this point. It is indeed a very happy thing to spend money on things you like. A few days ago, the group leader left him a message again, showing him the official new valley and asking him if he wanted to buy it.
Nakahara Chuuya looked at the new peripheral handle illustrations, which were still the same old ones, with heart-shaped, prototype, square and various other shapes. He no longer had any interest in them.
He looked at Yayoi, and the boy took out a blanket from the room and covered Dazai with it, then turned around and smiled at him.
What other peripherals do you want to buy?
"Yashi, can you drive? I'll give you a car." Nakahara Chuuya said casually, tucking his hair behind his ears.
Of course, it is more fulfilling to spend money on real people. !
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