if chuya hadn't become king of sheep

Chapter 144

15 years old

In the end, Zhong couldn't stand Kirihara's state of being so scared to death but clinging on to tell a story, and forcibly blew out the candle, pulled the quilt over his head, "Sleep."

Under Super A's Chuya's urging, Kirihara obediently climbed onto the bed and tucked into the quilt, lay down for a while and suddenly revealed a pair of eyes and said, "I'll lie in the middle today."

"Okay." Zhong also said without any objection.

Moving his buttocks, Kirihara closed his eyes in the middle with peace of mind.He was the type to sleep on his head, and fell asleep quickly.

Nakaya glanced at Dazai, "Why don't you sit on the bedside and act like a ghost?"

Dazai supported his head and muttered in a low voice, "If I had known, I would not have bought such a big bed." If I had known, I would have bought a double bed. What kind of kingSize should I buy?

"Then you and Chiya can sleep together." Nakaya rolled his eyes, and he lay down and turned his back to Dazai.

Dazai looked at the large obstacle lying in the middle, sighed and lay down, and also turned sideways out of sight.

Kirihara’s sleeping position is actually not very good and very unrestrained, it belongs to the type that can roll from the head of the bed to the end of the bed when sleeping at home, and can roll from one’s own quilt to other people’s quilt when sleeping at home. end of bed.The bed was too big, and Dazai and Chuya didn't realize it in their sleep.

Feeling the heat source behind him in a daze, Nakaya thought it was Kirihara having a nightmare and unconsciously leaned towards others and didn't pay much attention.Even with a hand on his waist, he didn't wake up.

Until the next morning, when the alarm clock rang, Chuya opened his eyes and sat up, yawned in a daze, and suddenly found Dazai lying next to him and Kirihara lying at the end of the bed, wrapped in a quilt like a rice dumpling.

Dazai next to him was lying on his side close to Chuya, because Chuya got up and dropped a hand on Chuya's thigh, struggling with the corners of his eyes, obviously hearing the alarm and struggling to open his eyes.

Staring at Dazai, Chuya was a little distracted, until the alarm bell rang again, Chuya hurriedly got out of bed.

"Huh?" Dazai sat up in a daze, only to see Nakaya rushing into the bathroom at the speed of fleeing, tilting his head in doubt, he seemed to see that Nakaya's ears were red just now?

He also took a deep breath after closing the bathroom door, he thought Dazai was cute just now.

After a while, Chuya found a reason for himself, the usual Dazai talked too much, so he felt that the quiet Dazai was a good Dazai.

While brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror and recalled the experiences in this world since he met Dazai.Of course, I don't think Dazai liked me in the last life, so when did Dazai's relationship change?

"Why do I think about this?" After rinsing his mouth with cold water, Chuya suddenly realized what he was thinking. He didn't feel that it was important for Dazai when Dazai liked him?

Kirihara was woken up, and no matter how loud the alarm clock was, he couldn't wake him up from his sleep. Looking at the time, Kirihara suddenly realized that it was the first time he woke up so early.

Washing and dressing, eating breakfast, going to school, doing department work, as the deputy minister, Akira Kirihara finally didn't come here by stepping on the spot.

"Would you like to go to the camp again after the county meeting?" Dazai suggested, "There are new things added this time."

"Mr. Mori really let you spend so casually?" Chuya asked.

"The training for members is only incidental, and it has become a special training base for members of Hong Kong gangsters." Dazai said, "The effect is very good. People who have been there have improved a lot in terms of physical fitness and reaction ability. "

The corner of Chuya’s mouth twitched. The training of tennis players is the same as that of the Mafia. No matter how you look at it, it is magical and realistic. Thinking about the magical tennis tricks and realms such as different dimensions, Zhongye feels that ordinary gangsters really can’t beat tennis teenagers.

"Different dimensions are very useful." Zhong also sighed.

"Yes." Dazai nodded approvingly, "If I didn't want Mr. Mori to find out that I used it every day, now I can only release it to sing for me."

The corner of Chuya's mouth twitched and he looked at Dazai indescribably, his other dimension is really pitiful.

"What do you mean by asking everyone from Hong Kong and Heilongjiang to play tennis in a different dimension before they are allowed to come back?" Dazai said casually.

"Do you think a different dimension is a Chinese cabbage?" Zhong also rolled his eyes at him, even if there are no different dimensions in the World Championship, it is the majority.

Since the end of the World Championships, the training intensity of Kirihara has actually decreased, and the usual games can be played in a different dimension from Chuya's practice games.

Tamagawa and Kirihara went to the prefectural meeting's lottery, and it was not surprising to look at the watch. Dazai quickly completed all the lists from the preliminary round to the final round.

"Aren't the three of you going again?" Yu Chuan looked at the list of matches.

"Give the juniors more opportunities to exercise." Dazai smiled.

Kirihara yawned, "Hurry up to the Kanto Competition."

"Hyodi and Seigaku are the only threats in the Kanto competition, but did Echizen go to America?" Dazai asked.

Chuya nodded, "He has transferred since the beginning of school this year." Chuya and Echizen had been in frequent contact after the World Championships.

"I don't know if there are any particularly good freshmen in other schools this year." Dazai sat up and his eyes lit up, "Chuya, let's go scouting!"

"You go by yourself!" Chuya refused, completely unbelievable that he was going around with Dazai before.

Kirihara blinked, "It's not appropriate for Chuya to be the minister who went to investigate in person."

After thinking for a while, Dazai sat back down again, "Forget it, forget it, there's nothing to see."

Glancing at Dazai, Chuya walked out of the agency office, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

The life of the school passed away peacefully, and Dazai's plan was proceeding in an orderly manner, and Rimbaud, who was locked in Annie's room, regarded it as his home more and more.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw paper manuscripts and books scattered on the floor. Rimbaud lay on the white rabbit doll very leisurely and flipped through the books.

Picking up a piece of paper on the ground, there were black traces of scribbling with a pen on the draft, obviously it was a waste manuscript.

"You have lived here completely." Zhong also curled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

Rimbaud took the time to move his eyes away from the book, and sat up lazily, "You're here."

"It's no good for you to support me like this." Rimbaud said.

"Do you want to die that much?" Zhong also said angrily.

Rimbaud shook his head, "You said Verlaine is still alive, I really want to see him again alive, I have many questions to ask him."

Rimbaud looked out of the window, and there was a gray prohibition screen outside, "Time stops here, I really don't like being bound in one place."

"You tell me all the information you know, and I'll let you go." Chuya raised his head slightly. The purpose of his coming to look for Rimbaud from time to time was to find information.

Rimbaud immediately lowered his head and took out the manuscript paper on the side and handed it to Zhongye, "Let's discuss poetry."

Zhong also sighed slightly, Rimbaud really didn't intend to say a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Chuya left Annie's room.

Oda also came to eat sushi during the greeting, "How long do you plan to keep Rambo-kun?"

Stuffing a piece of crabmeat sushi into his mouth, Dazai said vaguely, "You can't be locked in there forever."

Ango Sakaguchi leaned against the wall and pushed his glasses, "Have you ever respected my official status?"

Dazai waved his hands very nonchalantly, "Don't worry about things during the vacation."

"You have such a worry-loving personality, so you don't consciously work overtime every time." Chuya complained, and then fell silent for a while. This is exactly the same as himself in the previous life.

"By the way, Ango, how long are you on vacation?" Odasaku suddenly remembered a question he had been forgetting.

After being silent for a long while, Ango Sakaguchi, who no longer knew what evening it was, turned on his cell phone, which had been turned off for a long time.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!" Ango Sakaguchi's mobile phone was temporarily frozen due to various text messages.

"Wow." Dazai exclaimed, "Ango is really busy."

Not wanting to open the unread text messages at all, Ango Sakaguchi sighed and clicked on the latest text message. Sure enough, the lack of manpower hinted that he consciously returned from vacation earlier.

"Are you going back to work?" Zhong also raised his eyebrows.

"Forget it, let's go back tomorrow." Ango Sakaguchi took off his glasses and rubbed his nose.

To a certain extent, intelligence-gathering supernatural abilities are even scarcer than combat-type abilities, and even with the help of ordinary civil servants, they can't handle it.

"It's so miserable." Dazai Osamu sighed with emotion, that's why he was determined not to go to the Special Agents Section.

Turning grief and anger into appetite, Ango Sakaguchi picked up the sushi and took a bite.

Eating sushi and drinking sake, everyone sat around and chatted, Osamu Dazai hugged the pillow happily and rubbed against each other.

"How is your school life?" Chuya asked Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent for a while, "I still have a lot of shortcomings."

"Ice Emperor's minister is Hikichiruo." Dazai thought for a while, "I look forward to our meeting at the Kanto Tournament."

"I will definitely appear next time!" Ryunosuke Akutagawa's eyes were lit.

Nakaya rubbed Atsushi Nakajima's head aside, and Atsushi Nakajima, who was concentrating on eating, raised his head and blinked in doubt.Sighing, this soft and cute look is completely different from "White Death".

Returning home from Writer Oda, Nakaya patted Nobunaga's head and his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Heizi?" Zhong also looked at the caller ID and answered the phone.

"Sorry for calling you so late." Hei Zizhe also said in a low tone.

"What's wrong with you?" Heizi's low pressure could be felt even through the phone.

"I..." Heizi said after a long silence, "Suddenly I hate basketball."

Heizi thought for a while that the only ones who could talk on the phone were the big friends of Lihai he knew.

Chuya blinked, Kuroko's saying that he doesn't like basketball is almost as inconceivable as Kirihara's saying that he will never play tennis again.Zhong, who I have known since the first year of junior high school, also knows what Heizi has paid for basketball.

"Did something happen in the basketball club?" Nakaya asked.

"Everyone is becoming stronger and stronger..." Heizi, who was in a low mood, had a mouth to confide in and said everything in one go.

In the second year of junior high school, as Ryota Kise joined the Teiko basketball team, the lineup gradually completed. After the basketball league of the second junior high school, five people including Kise were called the era of miracles, and Kuroko was called the sixth man of phantom. It is the kind of existence that can be left behind in interviews.After that, gradually everyone's talents blossomed, and everyone's strength became stronger and stronger, and they could get high scores without cooperation, and the shadow of Heizi was gradually no longer needed.

And today, Heizi had just had a fight with Qingfeng, and if nothing else happened, he broke up with him.As a result, when I returned to the gymnasium, I found that Murasakihara and Akashi were also fighting. Akashi, who originally played the role of glue, offered to propose that it doesn't matter if everyone can win the game or not train.

"I'm sorry to bother you by talking to you so much."