About the years I played the role

Chapter 43

"That... Mr. Nakaya... is there really an exit here?"

Osamu Dazai, who was wearing a large cloak of the same color as his hair, was standing above, and the spiral staircase looked up and he couldn't see the end.He leaned on the railing and looked down. There was a long table directly below, and the people at the table sat and stood.

The person called Mr. Chuya was holding the cup in his hand, he drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp, and threw the cup with his wrist, hitting Osamu Dazai between the eyebrows to get him off in a physical way, and then he laughed.

The loud noise from another place overlapped with this one, but no one noticed.

Osamu Dazai rubbed the back of his head that hurt from being smashed, just now he almost landed head first when he fell vertically.The originally neat red hair was messed up by him, but it looked normal from the front.

He hadn't had time to complain about Zhongyuan Zhongye's brutal method when he heard the bang again, and no one thought it was a mistake this time.

"Why are you bastard here! Could it be your fault?!"

An angry strange voice came from the corner, with strong penetrating power. Osamu Dazai and the others looked at each other, and recognized that it probably came from the hidden library.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a while: "Is anyone hiding the book now?"

"No." The acting curator who came slowly from not far away shook the cat's tail, and Shimazaki Fujimura followed him, obviously because of the loud noise.

"Instead of talking here, why don't you just go and have a look."

The acting curator meowed, jumped onto the table lightly and stopped in front of several people: "Seeing is believing."

While they were talking, the voice over there stopped for a moment and then became louder, and it tended to approach gradually, and another person could vaguely hear the non-stop sarcasm in a lazy tone, which caused the anger of the person who spoke first to rise significantly.

Osamu Dazai and their conversation came to an abrupt end.

Several people moved in unison and looked towards the source of the sound. The first thing they saw was a short sleeve. The black coat was not properly worn by its owner.A bandaged hand reached over his shoulder and lifted the collar to keep it from falling.

He didn't seem to be surprised at how he suddenly moved from the port mafia headquarters building to this place, and there was a younger man next to him, who hadn't known him yet—to be precise, he had just met him once." Zhongyuan Zhongye".

Even the grown-up "Nakahara Chuya" will inevitably be angered by the few words of "Dazai Osamu" and have the idea of ​​wanting to be slaughtered and carry it out, not to mention that the one here at the moment is a young sheep with a lot of reduced endurance. king.

"Nakahara Chuya" clenched his fists. Just now, this guy couldn't say anything without the words slug and dwarf. He jumped in his minefield and jumped a little bit.

Trying to let himself ignore those words, "Nakahara Chuya" raised his head but met the eyes of another group of people. He was stunned for a moment, and his steps stopped and he didn't go any further.

This is a place he has never been to. Originally, he was on his way back to the sheep, and he fell here inexplicably when his eyes went dark—"Central Plains Chuya" didn't have to fall, after all, he has the ability of gravity. Subconsciously use the reduction trend for a while.

But he couldn't bear it, and someone with the ability to invalidate the transformation appeared above him and fell rapidly.

The blue light of "Disqualification in the World" successfully eliminated the dark red light on his body after contacting "Chuya Nakahara", and "Osamu Dazai" may feel that falling alone is too painful to pull him back, so "Chuya Nakahara" It became unlucky.

His back was still aching. He had just adjusted his posture in time in the air so that his head would not land on the ground in the end. Even though his back was a little affected, it did not hinder his walking.

The two people were startled when they saw each other.

"Is it a new writer?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly appeared and walked out from another corner. He wanted to say that Doan's words changed when he saw two people he had never met before.

He tilted his head in doubt, Akutagawa Ryunosuke had never seen these two people in the library, but the expressions of the others seemed to deny what he just said.

"Osamu Dazai" caught the keyword and his eyes lit up immediately: "Oh, is this a different space? Are you all writers?"

"Hey, wait a minute—" "Central Plains Chuya" shouted to stop in confusion, but unfortunately his words were directly ignored, and the other side showed more surprise than him, and then asked repeatedly.

He listened to the ridicule of "Osamu Dazai" who suddenly turned his head - this guy even made an exaggerated stance to highlight the height of "Chuya Nakahara", talking to him in this strange posture.

"Nakahara Chuya" moved his wrist impatiently, it was the first time he wanted to hit someone so much.But after all, it is in a strange place, so I have to suppress my temper for a while.

"Nakahara Chuya" raised his legs and swept towards the legs of "Dazai Osamu" who had no stable support points, intending to trip this person directly and make him fall to the ground, but the latter probably suffered unilateral 'beating' for a long time. Chuya Zhongya's move was clear by heart, he immediately straightened up and jumped to the side to avoid it.

Osamu Dazai was drawn back by the voice, and the acting curator had no answer.He stared at the two men suspiciously: "Who are you?"

...In this case, no one will answer this kind of question obediently...

"My name is Chuya Nakahara." "Osamu Dazai" answered with a raised hand, with a bright smile on his face.

"Central Plains Chuya": "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

"You bastard, don't just use other people's names!!"

Unbearable, "Nakahara Chuya" clenched his fist and swung it at "Dazai Osamu". He didn't use his supernatural power this time, and he would be nullified by this guy anyway.Simply use the strength that you have exercised purely yourself.

So the two fought under the surprised eyes of the writers at the table. To be precise, "Osamu Dazai" was unilaterally beaten by "Chuya Nakahara", and he ran around to avoid it.Finally, he ran straight to the onlookers——

"Hey, don't come here!"

Osamu Dazai panicked, the black-haired man was obviously coming towards him, and the trajectory of his movement was so obvious that no one else looked at it.Immediately, he saw "Osamu Dazai" smile at him, and then squatted suddenly——

The fist stopped before hitting him in the face.

Osamu Dazai could even see a layer of light red surrounding the fist, indicating something ominous.The fist wind lifted the broken hair on his forehead.Osamu Dazai was stunned, dragged back a little by the collar after being grabbed.

It's just that the altitude is a bit strange...?

He turned his head and glanced, and it was Zhong Yuan Zhong who had just been sitting at the table getting up, tiptoeing and dragging him back by his collar.

Osamu Dazai: "... Mr. Nakaya?"

"Ah?" Nakahara let go of his hand uncomfortably, and he barely reached Dazai Osamu's back collar on tiptoe: "What's wrong?"

"No...nothing. Thank you very much!"

"Nakahara Chuya" raised his head when he heard the familiar name, and stopped even kicking "Dazai Osamu": "What do you call him?"

"Osamu Dazai" was lying on the ground, the bandages on his face were a little loose due to the escape action just now, he roughly guessed, but there was no evidence to confirm it.Hearing the words of "Nakahara Chuya", he laughed out loud.

Under the glaring gaze of "Nakahara Chuya", "Dazai Osamu" sighed leisurely: "Sure enough, slugs have no brains, you haven't noticed it until now, right?"

"Central Plains Chuya": "..." Damn it, why does this guy deserve such a beating when he speaks.

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