Chapter 97
The next morning, Shen Du Jianliu opened his eyes in the pain he had long been accustomed to.
He glanced at the small clock next to him.
5:20.
It was still early, and the heaviness that felt like every blood vessel was injected with iron and lead had eased a little, but the breath still carried the smell of blood.
I can hear the occasional breeze blowing in from the windowsill, gently ruffling the curtains, the faint sound of people talking and cars honking on the street outside, the sound of the sewer flowing, and the sound of the kitchen faucet dripping after being condensed into drops of water after being left alone for a night...
These subtle sounds were infinitely amplified, like tiny silver needles, easily piercing the exhausted eardrums, causing a piercing roar.
Shen Du Jian Liu wiped the blood from his ear calmly, pushed aside the quilt and went to the kitchen.
There were a few eggs and leftover rice in the refrigerator.
I can make some breakfast for Mr. Dazai.
After a brief chat with the other party last night, Dazai Osamu quickly returned to the room, and Kamado Kenryu naturally did not chase after him.
He said "good night" to the bug in his ear and closed his eyes.
Time goes back to the present. I listened to the sounds in the room with my super high school level hearing. Mr. Dazai should not have woken up yet.
Kamado Miru took out the ingredients and started preparing breakfast.
With his talent, he could easily minimize the noise of his cooking so as not to wake up Dazai Osamu.
At about 7:10, Shen Du Jianliu knocked on the door of the next room, knelt down beside the bed on the floor, and woke up the man who was curled up in the quilt.
"Mr. Dazai, it's time to get up."
“Hmm…”
Dazai Osamu seemed to have little recollection and did not have a particularly clear reaction to the current situation.
He buried his head in the pillow, and his voice was a little sticky after just waking up: "It's morning already? I don't want to get up at all."
"Well, it's 7:12 now."
"I made breakfast for you. You can continue to sleep if you want."
Shen Du Jianliu bent down and gently covered the black-haired young man who was curled up with the quilt that had slipped off.
"Please go to sleep and I will wake you up before you are late for work."
It has been revealed in the barrage that the working hours of the Armed Detective Agency are 8 o'clock in the morning.
He had a map of the area memorized in his mind, and it took about 20 minutes to walk from the dormitory.
[My dear child, you are so virtuous]
[Mom, I also want a friend who makes breakfast for me before and after get off work and wakes me up gently]
[Dazai, you are so impressive! 】
[Seeing that Ryu made omelette rice, wow, I remembered Uncle Eguchi.]
“…”
Dazai Osamu suddenly opened his eyes.
He picked up the pillow covering his head and turned to look at the white-haired boy in a kitchen apron who was kneeling obediently beside him.
The other person had clean cheeks, fair skin, and serious purple eyes. He was not the bloody face that was deeply imprinted in my mind, nor was he the pale and closed-eyes person like in the nightmares I often had.
Dazai Osamu was silent for a moment, and before he could say anything, the doorbell suddenly rang.
"I'll open the door for you."
"etc--"
The soft, slightly messy black-haired young man sat up, his tone sticky as he stretched out his hand from under the quilt, yawning and grabbing the white-haired boy's delicate wrist.
"I can do this kind of thing myself."
"Did you see the rash start early? You still have dark circles under your eyes."
“…”
I don’t know if it was because he was not prepared, and his body was already heavy, but Shen Du Jianliu was directly pulled into the bed by the black-haired young man.
Of course, Dazai Osamu had straightened his upper body at this time, so the two did not collide with each other.
He lowered his eyes to look at the white-haired boy who fell beside him, and with a smile he reached out to unbutton his apron, intending to cover Shen Du Jianliu with a quilt and let him have a good rest.
At this moment——
“Bang, bang, bang!!!”
A loud banging sound came from not far away.
The force seemed to shatter the entire window, causing the entire dormitory to shake violently for a long while.
Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a handsome young man with ochre-red hair standing outside and staring at this side.
A red glow of supernatural power appeared on his body, and his eyes were almost spewing fire.
“…”
“Pfft.”
Dazai Osamu had an I-knew-it look on his face, but he didn't look too surprised.
"Okay - Jianliu, you take a good rest, I will open the door myself."
The black-haired young man got up from the bed completely, picked up the bolo tie beside him with a lazy posture, yawned, put it on and walked towards the entrance.
Having said that, Shen Du Jianliu thought about it and still did not lie down in the bed obediently.
He followed Dazai Osamu to the entrance, and the moment he opened the door, Nakahara Chuuya's sharply defined face reappeared at the door.
“Dazai!!”
"Are you a kid who can't sleep in the middle of the night, and you have to share a room with Jianliu!?"
The orange-haired young man pointed at him, getting angry just thinking about it.
"Tsk, it's so noisy so early in the morning, Chuuya, are you a dog? Why are you running to the window——"
Dazai Osamu picked his ears, his tone full of disgust.
"That's because you haven't opened the door for a long time and I was worried..."
"And hey, you say that to me, but if Ryu-sama comes to you at night and says he can't sleep, are you sure Chuuya won't squeeze into the same room with you?"
“This is…”
Nakahara Chuuya subconsciously followed Dazai Osamu's words and imagined the scene in his mind.
For example, a well-behaved little brother would come to me with a blanket in his arms, and drowsily say that he was afraid he couldn't sleep, and hoped that his brother could sleep with him or something like that...
Damn it! Not to mention sleeping, even if he wants the moon in the sky as a pillow... I have to pick it down for him.
wrong!
Is that what he came to say?
The corners of Nakahara Chuuya's mouth twitched slightly. He straightened the black hat on his head, and his beautiful blue eyes became much more serious.
"Hey, Dazai."
"The Boss already knows that Jianliu is back, and he wants to meet him."
Since it had been 8 or 9 days since the communist incident, the remaining mess of PortMafia had already been cleaned up.
There's really no need for Chuuya Nakahara to take action.
Kamado Miru did not deliberately conceal the whereabouts of Miru, and Mori Ogai knew that it was a matter of time. After thinking about it, Nakahara Chuuya reported to him the other party's "resurrection" and obtained his consent to investigate the cemetery and the reason for Miru's return.
"Also, I want to take him shopping."
The orange-haired young man turned his eyes to look at the boy who was standing behind Dazai Osamu and peeking his head out, and his expression immediately softened.
"From what you said yesterday, Jianliu just came back and hasn't prepared anything yet."
"Ah——I've already made an appointment with Miru for that matter."
Dazai Osamu smiled and uttered a ruthless rejection.
"You're late, Chuuya."
He had long expected that Nakahara Chuuya would come over today. After all, the reaction from Mori Ogai was easy to guess. Now that his dead brother had been found again, Chuuya would definitely find time to come over here.
"And..."
The black-haired young man opened his kite-colored eyes, stared at the opposite side calmly and deeply, and said meaningfully: "Are you sure you want to see Liu back there?"
"Return to the bloody and violent PortMafia."
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
The air suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.
"Well."
Dazai Osamu took the initiative to break the silence. He turned back to look at the white-haired boy behind him and asked, "What does Jianliu think?"
"Do you want to go back with Chuuya to see Mr. Mori?"
Because of the black-haired young man’s question, the live broadcast room was once again filled with barrages of comments.
[It’s so hard to make a decision. I feel like both the palm and the back of my hand are made of flesh.]
[+1, can't we have both?]
[Jianliu should not go back. He is too good to be in such a dark place.]
[Actually, I think being a mafia member is pretty cool... Miru was doing pretty well at the port before.]
Shen Du Jian Liu blinked his eyelashes a few times.
He didn't care whether he met Mori Ogai or not.
The other party is not a desperate person, and talking to him is a complete waste of time.
However, if you want to meet Verlaine, you do need to say hello to Mori Ogai.
In other words, there is meaning in following Chuuya Nakahara back to meet the leader of the Port Mafia.
Shen Du Jian Liu thought for a moment, then nodded to the two people truthfully: "Yes."
“I want to go and see M. Verlaine.”
"We'll talk about the organization later."
He had to judge the next course of action based on Verlaine's situation, and Dazai Osamu was the most important person at the moment.
“…I knew you were going to say that, Miru.”
The young man with fluffy black hair sighed, and didn't seem surprised by Kamado Kenryu's answer.
He clapped his hands with a smile on his face and said, "That's fine."
"See Liu follow the dark dwarf to PortMafia in the morning."
“Just send him to the Armed Detective Agency when we’re done. I have a lot of things I want to do with Kenryu. We can even go shopping together after get off work! Of course, there’s nothing to do with Chuuya—”
"Who is the dark dwarf?!"
Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but have veins bulging on his forehead. He opened his mouth but still didn't say no.
This arrangement is already very reasonable.
So, Kamado Miru obediently left Dazai Osamu's house according to the plan.
By the way, he told someone to finish breakfast before saying goodbye to him, and got into the car with Nakahara Chuuya.
We sat in each other's car after a long time, and the atmosphere was unusually quiet.
The orange-haired young man was still wearing a handsome black suit today. He started the car, his ochre-red hair gently fluttering in the breeze outside the car window, his coat resting firmly on his shoulders, making him look very safe.
Glancing at the white-haired boy sitting in the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye, Nakahara Chuuya cleared his throat. Compared to his calmness in front of Dazai just now, he looked a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.
after all……
Being able to be alone with his brother again was something that Chuuya Nakahara had never expected in the past four years.
"Have you packed up yet? Did you leave anything behind?"
He first found a way to start a conversation and tried to have a simple exchange with his brother.
In fact, he didn't pack anything, but went back to the room to have breakfast with Mr. Dazai: "..."
"Um."
"Nothing fell."
He had washed and dressed again at 5 o'clock, so he really didn't have anything to take with him.
"let's go."
Shen Du Jian Liu obediently fastened his seat belt.
"Um……"
Nakahara Nakaya responded, and thinking of the current time, he slowed down the car: "It's still early, shall I take you to eat something first?"
"It won't be too late to meet the boss later. He may be dealing with the documents that piled up this morning."
"OK."
Shen Du Jian Liu nodded indifferently.
The omelette rice was only enough for one person, so he hadn't made it for himself before, and now he really hadn't eaten.
But he actually didn't care much about this, and he didn't have a strong desire to eat. Eating just one meal a day was completely enough.
As long as I can maintain basic body functions, it doesn't matter.
Nakahara Chuuya, who was sitting next to him, seemed to be in a good mood. He wanted to take Shen Du Jianliu to try all the delicious shops. The two of them went to a nearby Western restaurant that he used to go to often.
Anyway...
From today on, I must make up for the previous promise.
Having said that, as they were finishing their breakfast together, there were sudden gunshots in the alley next door.
Some emergencies always come at the wrong time.
Fortunately, the sound was not very close to here and did not affect this store.
I don’t know if it’s because it’s too early, but there aren’t even a few pedestrians around, which makes the gunshots over there extremely obvious.
"Jianliu, please sit in the car for a while."
Nakahara Chuuya let out a light click of the tongue, put on his hat, opened the passenger door and put the thin, white-haired boy into the car, then bent down and fastened his seat belt.
"I'll go over there and see what's going on."
"I'll be right back."
If he remembered correctly, PortMafia happened to have a trading mission nearby.
Maybe something went wrong.
"……oh."
Shen Du Jianliu sat in the passenger seat with no expression on his face and spoke in a calm tone.
While watching Nakahara Chuuya leave, he turned his gaze to a building a few hundred meters away.
because--
There was a huge cursed spirit perched on it.
The contact lenses purchased from the system are very useful. Shen Du Jianliu can notice the huge monster lying in the east direction with just a quick glance.
Maybe because there weren't many people there at that time, he didn't see the so-called "tent" or the staff evacuating the crowd.
"Wow...it's really big, I think it's level 2."
Just as Shen Du Jianliu looked up at the cursed spirit, a fluffy panda doll suddenly walked past the car.
It didn't seem to notice that there was a person sitting in the car next to it. It looked at the white-haired boy next to it with great emotion: "Although I was called here so early in the morning and my sleep was completely disturbed, it's quite convenient that there are almost no people on the street."
"What do you think, Thorn?"
“Salmon.”
The boy who was stopped by the panda had a rather cold voice and seemed to be the type who didn't talk much.
Shen Du Jianliu looked at their leaving backs with an indifferent expression.
Ignoring the barrage that once again blocked his vision, he thought for a moment, opened the door and got out of the car.
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