The hot water made the glass hazy with steam.
The water from the shower dripped onto his body. Munechika pulled all his semi-long hair behind his head and let the warm water splash onto his face, sliding down the curve of his cheeks to his chin.
Clothes were piled on the sink outside the glass, with a simple choker on top.
Munechika's eyes were slightly tilted towards the sky and he half-opened his eyes. He reached out to close the water and opened the bathroom door. He picked up the towel next to him and wiped his hair. He twisted a strand and looked at the end of his hair.
The ochre-colored hair didn't even have split ends.
Just like last time, the disposable hair dye didn't fade even after a day.
Even Senku's specially made hair dye can't last that long.
Munechika walked to the dressing mirror in the bathroom, wiped away the mist with his hands, and looked at his eyes in the mirror again.
The color is similar to wearing cosmetic contact lenses, but I can't find the lenses in my eyes.
All traces of makeup disappear, and removing makeup is like removing loneliness.
After wrapping himself in a bath towel and changing into new casual clothes, Munechika walked out of the bathroom with his hair loose.
A young man with ochre hair was sitting at the table, typing something on his notebook. Sochin walked in and asked, "I'm done with my shower, are you coming?"
"Um."
Nakahara Chuuya typed a few words and stood up. "The hair dryer is on the bedside table. If you are sleepy, just go to sleep."
Munechika looked at the bedside table and the bed. While he was silent, Nakahara Chuuya had quickly taken his things and went into the bathroom, and the room became even quieter.
According to what Mori said, he was temporarily taken in by Nakahara Chuuya. The guest room of Nakahara Chuuya's house was not cleaned up, and Munechika was taken directly to the master bedroom. Although he was asked, it seemed that Chuuya didn't mind sleeping in a room. Hearing Munechika's question, Nakahara Chuuya was a little surprised, "No, if you mind, I can sleep on the sofa." So now there is a blanket on the sofa.
but.
Who can let Zhongyuan Chuye sleep on the sofa?
Zongqinning would rather sleep alone!
There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Munechika was blowing his hair, and Nakahara Chuuya was showering at about the same speed as him, and he came out of the bathroom just when Munechika's hair was almost dry.
Munechika saw him casually wipe his hair with a towel, then sit down in front of the computer and type something seriously.
“…”
He remembered that he was also so busy at work.
"Buzz——" When the sound of the hair dryer suddenly rang in his ears, Nakahara Chuuya almost jumped up, "Hey——"
"I'm sorry, did I scare you?"
The hand that was reaching out to touch Nakahara Chuuya's hair paused and looked over with concern.
“…No need. I’ll blow it myself later.” Seeing what Munechika was about to do, Nakahara Chuuya spoke a little louder because the sound of the hair dryer covered it.
Munechika turned off the hair dryer with an innocent look on his face, pointed at the screen and asked, "Will this be finished soon?"
That was a report on the afternoon's emergency mission and an observation report on Munechika.
In the afternoon, before being recalled and sent out, Nakahara Chuuya had already orally reported part of the content to Moriogai, such as Dazai Osamu touching Munechika without stopping, and confirming that Munechika had the same supernatural powers as him.
This allowed Munechika to come over and avoid going directly to the interrogation room.
The leader asked Nakahara Chuuya to take in Munechika, not only to keep the unstable factors under his nose, but also to let Nakahara Chuuya monitor him in disguise. Nakahara Chuuya knew this, but he didn't know if Munechika understood it. He didn't worry about this at first, but later found that the gap between them as "the same person" was too big.
What makes up a person is related to his or her upbringing, and their upbringings seem to be very different.
However, as of now, Nakahara Chuuya has not found any threat from Munechika to the port mafia, so there is no need to write too much or too much detail in the report. He is more considering how to say it.
Excluding the end of Munechika's report, there is still half of Nakahara Chuuya's emergency mission report left.
Nakahara Chuuya put on a towel and pleaded: "15 minutes will be enough."
Munechika's eyes widened: "I blew you dry in 15 minutes."
“…”
“…”
The two looked at each other for a while, and Nakahara Chuuya turned back to continue editing the document.
Munechika tilted his head and couldn't help but snickering.
Is this a tacit compromise?
Sure enough, he turned on the hair dryer again and was not stopped.
"Buzz--" the sound of the hair dryer echoed in the room, and soon it was almost done. Sochin yawned, put away the hair dryer, climbed onto the sofa, happily covered himself with a blanket, and prepared to fall into a comfortable sleep.
Nakahara Chuuya glanced sideways and said without turning his head: "Go to bed."
"..." Sochin yawned with tears in his eyes. According to the setting, Sochin had no reason to refuse. After all, they were both him and there was nothing wrong with sleeping together.
But Munechika felt that it was not okay to sleep with a character he had once liked.
It doesn’t matter if the other party is a paper man!
It’s even worse to let Nakahara Chuuya sleep on the sofa!
So he quickly added some new settings for himself.
"No... I like the sofa." He pulled the blanket over his head and
I fell into a sweet dream.
“…”
Not long after, Zhong Yuanzhong turned off the computer and stood up. He walked to the sofa and saw the ochre hair faintly showing through the blanket. The carpet on the floor absorbed most of the sound of his footsteps and did not wake up the person on the sofa.
He stared for a while, glanced at the vibrating screen of the mobile phone in his pocket, turned off the lights silently, and left the room.
Munechika would naturally wake up after sleeping for six hours. He woke up peacefully after a good sleep, blinked in the darkness, and heard the light breathing of another person. So he got up quietly, packed up, and went outside to find a place not far away and not likely to disturb others to practice his voice.
Although speaking in Nakahara Chuuya's voice is as easy as drinking water now, he still needs to master the basic skills.
There is no way to improve the basic dance skills, so you can only use warm-up dance instead.
When he returned to Nakahara Chuuya's residence, sweating profusely, he happened to run into the young man who had just gotten up with a rage on his face. The other person was holding his mobile phone with gritted teeth. Munechika had no doubt that if the force was stronger, the poor mobile phone might have been destroyed.
When Munechika opened the door, the pair of blue eyes that originally contained an unhappy mood looked at him a little harshly, but they quickly withdrew their aggression. Nakahara Chuuya also softened his aura a little, appearing less fierce.
"You sent something to the detective agency?"
When he heard this question, Munechika immediately knew what had happened so early in the morning.
He did send something. It was when he met Dazai on the stage. His black coat and backpack were also sent to this world. In short, under Dazai's coaxing and sweet talk, Munechika agreed to send these things to the detective agency for temporary storage. Munechika wrote a commission form and said that the commission fee should be paid when receiving them.
But he had to pay for it himself, and I believe Dazai Osamu could have failed to notice it.
So this is not the reason why Dazai Osamu came to harass Nakahara Chuuya so early in the morning! !
Perhaps because Munechika was stunned for too long, Nakahara Chuuya gave up arguing with his phone, put it down and said, "If you need any help, you're welcome."
Don't be cheated by that guy Dazai Osamu!
"Ah, no thanks." Munechika blinked, then came to his senses and closed the door. "I brought breakfast, do you want to eat?"