Chapter 28
【what happens? Why is Chuuya's attitude so good all of a sudden? ? 】
[Because of the sheep's bracelet]
[Chūya is so loyal, it's normal for him to help Yang out of their old friendship.]
[But Chuuya just asked where Ru woke up? 】
[Hardcore fans who stayed at the hotel on the first day of the show will remember the location! In a small forest
[Shit, Chuuya really doesn't suspect that Miru and I are from the same laboratory.]
[It may be true. Shen Du's current life is still unknown. Our forum is almost becoming a daily topic.]
[By the way…assuming that A-Ryu really came from the Arabara Tu experiment, then what does he count as to Chuuya?]
【younger brother? 】
[Weila Lain: My family is so happy, I now have two Oudoudou]
The live broadcast room was extremely lively, with dense barrages of comments floating past.
Shen Du looked straight ahead at Liu, but he was actually a little confused.
Mr. Nakahara Chuuya was not on his radar. There was no despair in his eyes, so he did not need to take the initiative to approach him.
The bracelet was also successfully explained, and the two of them should not have any meaningless interactions other than work.
"No, I don't eat at night."
"If there is nothing else, I will leave first, Lord Zhongyuan."
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
The orange-haired boy holding the document choked, as if he had been hit by an arrow in the chest.
"You don't have to call me by my last name, just call me by my first name like before!"
"I see."
Shen Du Jianliu said calmly, "Mr. Chuuya."
“Um…are you, uh, going home now?
"Let me take you back."
Nakahara Chuuya raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat. He put away the folded copy completely and continued to talk with an unnatural look: "It's so late now. It's not convenient to go back alone. I just happened to park my car in the garage downstairs before I went on a mission."
Shen Du Jianliu maintained his original posture and said nothing.
Is he showing kindness to himself?
The sickly-looking white-haired boy tilted his head, his eyes passing over the other person's pocket where he put away the papers, his purple eyes flickered with a gleam of thought under the light of the corridor.
"OK, thanks."
There is no reason for Shen Du Jianliu to reject the kindness of others, especially the kindness of "talented people", which can often bring a little effect of spreading hope.
Unfortunately, he was not a hopeless person, and the effect was limited to a small extent.
"I want to go to the office to get some documents and hand them in first, is that okay?"
"certainly."
Nakahara Chuuya readily agreed to the white-haired boy's request.
So, he followed Kamado Kenryu into Ishizaki Yamato's office.
The other party's office was pitch black under the thick night, the windows were tightly closed, the moonlight poured into the windowsill through the dark gauze curtains, and the black leather sofa was piled with things.
As soon as they entered the room, a strong smell of alcohol wafted into their nostrils.
Nakahara Chuuya wrinkled his nose, and his deep blue eyes swept over the wine glass placed on the desk not far away. Kamado Miru walked to the corner as if nothing had happened and opened the locker where Ishizaki Yamato kept his two pairs of shoes.
Mr. Dazai's clothes and other daily necessities can be left here for now, just take the report.
The orange-haired boy not far away had already come closer because of shock, especially noticing the two pairs of black leather shoes in the cabinet that were about to materialize into two wavy lines...
As if he recalled something, Nakahara Chuuya was hesitant to speak, looking at Shen Du Jianliu with reluctance and heartache, and even a little bit of feeling of regret as if it was you that day and I was not wrong.
[Captain Ishizaki's locker is still very messy]
[There’s nothing I can do. The sofa can’t hold A-Liu’s things. I can only make do with this.]
[I suggest Jianliu to live in my house. My bed is big enough to sleep two people. Love you.jpg]
[Chuya's face is full of colors hahahahaha]
[He wouldn't have misunderstood, right? This is not my bastard's office.]
[Interpretation of Chuuya’s expression: This child looks clean, yet he looks sickly. How can his life be so messy? He must have lacked a loving education! 】
Shen Du Jianliu didn't care about the barrage.
He took out his department transfer documents and put the empty water cup into the cabinet.
I can use this as an excuse to look for Haruki Kojima again in the future.
After leaving Ishizaki Yamato's office, Kamado Miru glanced at the orange-haired boy beside him and said calmly, "Next I will find a branch of the Intelligence Department to register and apply for my own office."
"You can be home in 5 minutes at the latest."
“Requesting your own office?”
Nakahara Chuuya was not dissatisfied with the waiting. He asked with a slightly surprised and even relieved tone: "Isn't this your office?"
"Yes, from my former boss."
"Ah..." That's good.
"The department you mentioned moved to a new location not long ago. I just went there two days ago. Come on, I'll show you the way."
"Okay, thank you very much."
"fine."
Under the guidance of the prospective cadre Nakahara Chuuya, Kamado Kenryu quickly completed the registration for transfer to other departments.
The two of them can now return home happily.
He followed the other party in the elevator to the underground garage. Out of courtesy, he respectfully asked the orange-haired boy whose title and status were higher than his: "Mr. Chuuya, do you need me to drive?"
"What are you thinking about?"
How could Nakahara Chuuya let Kamado Miru drive? He glanced back at the frail and sickly figure of the white-haired boy, his expression somewhat helpless: "I won't let you be my driver."
"But you can drive?"
"Um."
A super high school level racer, a super high school level driver, a super high school level car instructor...
He has all the relevant talents.
"Self-taught?"
"Um."
Repeating this sentence over and over again seemed a bit cold. Shen Du Jianliu glanced at the wailing comments without any expression, and added in a flat tone: "I have known it since I was born."
This skill was the same as the so-called self-taught physical skills. After the experiment, it had become an instinct in his body.
The ochre-haired boy was silent for two seconds. He started the car, and his right hand in a black glove rested on the joystick. His beautiful blue eyes reflected an obscure depth in the dim car: "Do you want to regain your memory?"
Shen Du saw Liu Qing blinking his purple eyes but didn't answer.
He originally had all his memories, and the transformation surgery preserved his original personality.
Moreover, the goals and meaning of one's life are very clear and there is no need for a third party to interfere.
“…Forget it.” Nakahara Chuuya sighed and stopped talking about this topic. Instead, he asked patiently, “Where is your home?”
"I'm sleeping somewhere between Naka Ward and Minato Mirai. I'll show you the way along the way."
"OK."
Nakahara Chuuya nodded, he stopped talking and stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car.
Blackness completely enveloped the sky, tiny starlight spread across the night sky, and the bright moon illuminated a platinum night road ahead of the car during the brief silence of the two young men.
Seeing the car going further and further away and the number of residential buildings around it decreasing, the orange-haired boy asked uncertainly, "Are you sure you're not driving in the wrong direction?"
"Yes."
"Mr. Chuuya, please turn left at the next intersection."
"Turn left? There's only a small park with few people over there."
"Well, please park next to the park."
"……?"
Nakahara Chuuya stepped on the brakes in confusion and slowly parked the car on the side of the road: "Why are you going to the park? I can drive directly to your building."
Amid the bewildered look on the face of the ochre-haired boy, Shen Du Jianliu thanked him very sincerely, opened the door and got out of the car without any change in his expression, and walked slowly to the back of the fountain in the center of the park.
This time the homeless man was not there, and he did not take a newspaper to cover himself, but sat directly on a secluded and empty wooden chair.
The white-haired boy performed the entire action in one go, which was almost identical to what he did in front of Dazai Osamu, causing Nakahara Chuuya's eyes to look a little dull.
He pulled the handbrake, opened the door and got out of the car with Kamado Kenryu, walked through the small circulating fountain and came to the park bench.
"What are you doing sitting here?"
Shen Du saw Liu tilting his head to look at him. The light next to the chair cast a swaying silhouette under the boy's fair eyes, faintly revealing an unhealthy grayish-white color.
The trust in his purple eyes added a hint of innocence to his frail and handsome face.
"I'll sleep here tonight, Chuuya-san."
"Thank you for bringing me back."
【Mei Er opened the family】
【Chuya: Huh? (Cat stretching its neck.gif)]
[Dazai: Finally someone understands how I felt at that time]
[Although the scene is quite funny, I don’t know why it’s a bit sad]
[Every time I see Shen Du sleeping here, I feel like he is mistreating himself]
[+1, oh, I feel sorry for the kid]
A certain orange-haired boy wearing a top hat obviously said the same thing as what was said in the comment. His azure eyes were full of disbelief: "You're sleeping here!?"
"What about your home?!"
Kamado Jianliu sat on the bench, confused. He thought for a while and replied calmly: "Port Mafia is my home."
“…”
"No, I mean a dorm or an apartment or something like that."
"Didn't PortMafia arrange accommodation for you? With your current achievements, you can definitely apply for a high-end apartment to live in, right?!"
"No."
"…Then what about your meals? What about your other daily needs?"
"There is a cafeteria and a bathhouse at the headquarters, and a public toilet at 335.6 meters."
The air stagnated for a moment because of his answer.
The handsome orange-haired boy didn't know how many times he had remained silent.
Even though Shen Du Jianliu only answered a few short sentences, he could understand from them what kind of life the other party had been living so far.
This guy seems to know everything, but in fact he probably doesn't even have the most basic common sense.
Nakahara Chuuya took a deep breath and asked his last question: "Did the person who recommended you to join PortMafia say anything?"
"He was dead in the stall where he recommended me, you know."
Shen Du Jian Liu's expression remained unchanged. The blazing white street light shone directly on his bloodless face, making the boy's lips look even paler. "He died right in front of me, and gradually lost his breath."
"So I buried him near the cliff."
The secluded little park became completely silent.
Only the chirping of insects echoed in the air among the lush and verdant trees, and the splashing of the fountain served as an accompaniment to the loneliness.
I don't know how many seconds passed, Nakahara Chuuya strode forward, grabbed the thin arm under the white-haired boy's coat and lifted him up: "Don't sleep here."
Shen Du Jian Liu: “?”
"Come with me."
Shen Du Jian Liu: “…Oh.”
Nakahara Chuuya's tone was calm but not to be refused. He stood up with the other party in a daze, and was taken to the commercial street in one breath. He watched the handsome orange-haired boy book a hotel for him for a few nights.
"Just stay here for a while. I'll take you to apply for an apartment tomorrow."
"Forget it, I'll make a phone call for you now."
***
The above is the cause and effect of Kamado Miru’s new residence.
That's right.
That night, Nakahara Chuuya took out his mobile phone and directly contacted the relevant department.
PortMafia's human resources department and finance department, which review and approve relevant documents, are located on the 7th floor of the main building. After 18:00, there are special night shift workers on duty.
Through telephone communication, they received an unexpected news -
Shen Du Jianliu's residence is already in the approval process.
The apartment has been booked now. If nothing goes wrong, he will be called tomorrow to inform him of the building number that he has selected.
In other words, Shen Du Jianliu can now choose a vacant floor of his choice, take the key and move in directly.
"Maybe you have applied for it before?" Nakahara Chuuya looked surprised.
Shen Du Jian Liu shook his head.
He doesn't care about these meaningless things at all.
Whether you have a comfortable place to sleep or not, it does not affect what you have always been doing.
"That makes sense... Could it be that the boss just sent you the assignment notice?"
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
I guess not.
Besides the orange-haired boy in front of him, there was only one other person who knew where he lived.
He glanced thoughtfully at the computer with its back to this side, lowered his purple eyes, did not reject Nakahara Chuuya's kindness, randomly selected an apartment, and obediently came to the residential building in the other party's car.
The other party's kindness was of the same nature as when Mr. Eguchi dragged me to rent an apartment. Letting down other people's kindness would not help in spreading hope.
Shen Du Jian Liu didn't intend to spoil the other party's fun.
…
PortMafia is a high-end residence located in a prosperous area of Yokohama. The gate is heavily guarded, the green environment is clean and beautiful, and you can hardly see any idle people nearby.
Nakahara Chuuya directly pulled the white-haired boy into the community without any obstruction.
He parked his car under the apartment building chosen by Kamado Miru: "This should be it."
"OK."
Kamado Miru unbuckled his seatbelt and whispered goodbye obediently, "Mr. Chuuya, thank you so much for today."
"You don't need to tell me all that... Just go in and take a look. If you have any questions, be sure to call me."
"Um."
After bidding farewell to Nakahara Chuuya who looked worried, the white-haired boy also left the place without any expression and turned to walk into the door of the newly assigned apartment unit.
His room was on a higher floor, with a neighbor's house directly opposite. From the clean corridor and the matted doorway, it could be seen that there were signs of people living there.
Shen Du Jian Liu withdrew his gaze indifferently.
He lowered his eyes and took out the key. At this moment, the elevator not far away suddenly opened by itself, and a black-haired boy with his hands in his pockets walked out.
"cough……"
The other person was dressed in black, with slightly messy hair hanging in front of his forehead, and the ends of his hair on the sides of his ears were dyed with a little gray-white.
He coughed lightly with his lips pressed against his chest, and red blood flowed down his thin jaw into his collar.
Despite this, the boy was still tightly dressed in his black coat, with no intention of unbuttoning his clothes. His eyes did not show any emotions such as collapse or pain due to the injuries on his body. Instead, they were filled with a tenacious fighting spirit.
When the black-haired boy discovered a strange figure in the room opposite his house that had been vacant for a long time, he was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly towards Shen Du with a very calm expression, and greeted him politely.
Shen Du Jianliu also nodded in return, but stopped inserting the key.
Because his vision was once again blocked by a large barrage of bullets after a long time.
…
The unsteady black-haired boy has turned his head back, but——
"thump!"
When he turned around to open the door of his house, he was so exhausted that he fell heavily to the ground.
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