“? What…!” Nakahara Chuuya froze for a moment because he felt Dazai Osamu grabbing his wrist.

The Human Disqualification was activated, and the red light representing danger on Nakahara Chuuya's body dimmed and retracted into his body.

Dazai looked at him sarcastically, "Haven't you figured it out yet, little guy? These people...are all here to see you."

Does this guy want to die?!

Nakahara Chuuya forced himself to suppress his impatience. After listening to his words, he raised his head and looked around carefully, and then he discovered the problem.

These people...are all wearing the uniforms of the Port Mafia.

This means that these people are all members of the port mafia.

No wonder Zhongyuanzhong felt something was wrong after they came in.

——These people were all brought by Dazai Osamu to deal with him.

"You..." Zhongyuan Zhongye was a little confused.

For the current Dazai Osamu, he cannot and should not do such a thing.

As a petite and weak leader, there were constant attempts to assassinate him every day.

In this situation where enemies are coming one after another, only Nakahara Chuuya can protect him.

“Ah, have you reacted yet?” Dazai pretended not to notice Chuuya Nakahara’s confusion, but instead showed a shocked expression and said something that would make Chuuya Nakahara’s blood pressure soar, “It turns out that slugs also have brains.”

Before he could finish his words, Dazai Osamu raised his hand and knocked Nakahara Chuuya unconscious.

Although his physical skills are not as good as Nakahara Chuuya, it can even be said that he is far behind Nakahara Chuuya.

But it is still possible to knock him out if Zhongyuan Zhongya is caught off guard.

Dazai Osamu caught Nakahara Chuuya who had lost consciousness and lay down. He looked up at the people around him with a cold expression and said, "That's enough. You all can go down."

The subordinates said nothing, lowered their heads and left without looking around.

——

Ten minutes later, Nakahara Chuuya regained consciousness, raised his head alertly, and then found that he was tied to a chair.

And Dazai Osamu was sitting next to him, holding one of his hands.

Nakahara Chuuya:?!

"Damn Dazai, what are you doing?!" Nakahara Chuuya suddenly forgot what Dazai had done before he fell into a coma. His cobalt-blue eyes stared at his hand that was touching Dazai's, and his body leaned back.

"Let me go, it's disgusting!"

Dazai Osamu didn't move, he just lowered his head and looked at him, shrugged his shoulders, and his expression was full of disgust.

"What are you thinking, Chuuya? Oh my, so disgusting!" Dazai Osamu shook his body exaggeratedly, "If it weren't for your special ability, I wouldn't want to have even the slightest contact with the black little slug."

Nakahara Chuuya took a deep breath and reluctantly accepted the reason, but still tried to pull his hand back with disgust.

It's a pity that he was tied up and had no strength at all, so he couldn't pull his hand back.

"Let go, Dazai Osamu." Nakahara Chuuya suppressed his anger and tried to speak calmly, "I won't use my supernatural powers."

Dazai Osamu looked at him for a while with his desolate iris-colored eyes, then readily let go of his hand.

"Chuya, you won't forget what I did to you before you fainted, right?" Since there was no need to hold Nakahara Chuuya's hand to prevent him from using his supernatural powers, Dazai Osamu simply sat back in his seat and asked with his head in his hands.