Ms. Quan, who is male

After putting a wet towel on Quan's hot forehead, Nakahara Chuuya sat down next to him.

He leaned on the back of the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and let out a long breath. He was so irritated that he wanted to smoke, but as soon as the thought came up, he turned his head and saw the hot spring, so he had to give up.

.

At this time on weekdays, he would have already driven to work. But today, he was tripped up by this incident and may not be able to go to the Hong Kong and Black Building for a while.

Thinking of this, he called his leader and prepared to ask him for half a day's leave.

Zhongyuan Zhongya, who was supposed to get off work last night, led his men to the dock in a hurry, and then left alone in a menacing manner, without starting or ending, which made the staff on duty confused.

This morning, the report on this matter was naturally submitted to Mori Ogai's desk. After reading the report, he was also very curious, but before he could find out the details from Nakahara Chuuya, the other party called him first.

Nakahara Chuuya talked about what happened yesterday in a few words, and also mentioned that he had started looking for someone to investigate the bar owner.

"Well, is that so..." Mori Ogai pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's wait for the results of the investigation to come out first. If they dare to cause trouble in our territory, those guys have either planned it for a long time or relied on someone to do this.

It shouldn’t be that simple behind the scenes, we need to investigate it carefully.”

"yes."

Mori Ogai thought that Nakahara Chuuya called just to report the matter to him, so after the matter was discussed, he was ready to hang up the phone.

But at this time, Zhongyuan Zhongya changed his tone and suddenly asked him for leave.

Mori Ogai didn't think much about it. After all, he went drinking last night and was busy tracking an unknown enemy for most of the night. He thought he just wanted to catch up on some sleep, so he naturally agreed quickly.

It happened that Ozaki Momiji came to see him for something, so Mori Ogai simply said a few words and asked Nakahara Chuuya to have a good rest, and then hung up the phone.

"..." Zhongyuan Zhongya, who was still thinking about how to answer the leader's question, breathed a sigh of relief.

He put away his phone and glanced at Quan, who was sleeping on the sofa. His mind was in a mess. He seemed to be thinking a lot at the same time, but also seemed to be thinking nothing at all.

I think you, sir, are a good person more than a bad person.

"What a good person..."

Zhongyuan Zhongya muttered, and recalled the scene yesterday when he gave orders to his subordinates, and the latter cowered in the corner of the sofa in fear.

"well……"

Sure enough, it would be better not to drag this guy in.

Not long after that, his subordinates came with the breakfast and fever-reducing medicine they bought, along with Quan's clothes.

Nakahara Zhongya looked at the high school girl's uniform handed over by his subordinates, and his face suddenly became like a palette, so colorful and exciting.

Why is this guy still a high school student? Could it be that the nineteen-year-old I told him before was a lie to him???

Zhongyuan Zhongya slapped his face and cursed again, his whole body filled with the aura of hopelessness.

Seeing the depressed look of his boss, the subordinate cautiously suggested: "Mr. Chuuya, how about I find a waiter to help this... change his clothes?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya pinched the bridge of his nose with one hand, waved with the other hand, and said irritably: "Go ahead, go ahead."

The subordinates found the waitress on the morning shift, handed her some money, and asked her to close her eyes, shut her mouth, don't ask anything, don't say anything, and just do her work quietly.

Although the waitress was a little scared, but seeing that he looked not to be trifled with and the amount of money he gave her, she naturally obeyed and followed him into the private room without looking away.

After entering the private room, she kept staring at the floor, not daring to look up at all, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't and losing her life.

"Help her change her clothes." Nakahara Chuya glanced at the shivering waitress, got up and left the room with his subordinates.

"Ah, yes!"

"Oh, by the way." Halfway through, Zhongyuan Zhongya turned around and said, as if he suddenly remembered something, "She has a fever, please wipe her body by the way."

"yes……"

After the door was closed, the waitress who dared not breathe breathed a sigh of relief.

When she walked to the sofa and saw Qingquan's face, she was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful..."

But it's a sigh of relief, and things can't be delayed.

She carefully opened the coat covering Quan's body, and then saw the tattered clothes on his body, as well as many ambiguous red marks and bruises.

The waitress blushed and didn't know where to look.

But when she remembered what the two people had said just now, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and reach out to take off Quan's clothes.

But what she didn't expect was that she just touched Quan's arm, and Quan's body trembled suddenly as if he had received an electric shock, and he suddenly woke up from his drowsiness.

She was startled, but Quan looked even more frightened than she was.

"Do not touch me……"

As he said this, his eyes were dull, his face was frightened, and he kept hiding away from her.

"I, I don't mean any harm..." the waitress tried to explain, "I'm just here to help you change your clothes."

Ke Quan seemed to not hear what she was saying at all, and kept hiding behind him. He didn't stop until his back hit the dead corner of the sofa, and curled up with his knees in his arms - as if this way he would not be affected.

The damage is the same.

"..."

The waitress was too shy to speak.

Although the clothes on the other party were damaged, it could still be seen that they were the same waiter uniform as hers.

She had never seen this person before. Therefore, she guessed that the other person was a new colleague who was responsible for the night shift. She never expected that such a thing would happen to him not long after he started working.

Looking at the other person's face, the waitress couldn't help but sigh, even herself, the waitress wasn't actually surprised, but she just felt a little pity.

Taking another look at the female high school uniform placed next to her, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

She put the clothes in front of Quan and said warmly: "Then can you change your clothes by yourself?"

Quan looked at her silently for a while and nodded slightly.

The waitress breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, she heard Quan speak again, in a soft voice, as low as a mosquito buzzing: "Can you go out?"

"Huh?" The waitress was puzzled.

Quan buried his head in his knees and explained in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry...but I'm afraid..."

hiss--

The waitress looked at him with even more pity.

You feel scared even when you are alone with someone of the same sex. How much psychological shadow does this have?

Nakahara Chuuya was talking to his subordinates about the bar owner when the door to the private room was suddenly opened from the inside.

He looked at the waitress who came out and closed the door, and wondered: "So fast?"

The waitress lowered her head and said awkwardly: "She refused to let me touch..."

"..." After Zhongyuan Zhongya heard this, he suddenly felt as if a weight weighing a thousand kilograms was pressed on his chest, which made him feel very depressed. He asked again: "So, she is awake?"

"Yes, she said she could get dressed and let me out."

Zhongyuan Zhongya nodded slightly and waved his hand to tell her that she could leave.

"Um..." The waitress didn't leave in a hurry, holding the edge of her apron with both hands, her expression hesitant, as if she had something to say.

The subordinate frowned and was about to scold him away, but before he could speak, Zhongyuan Zhongya raised his hand to stop him. He asked, "Is there anything else?"

The waitress then observed Nakahara Chuuya's expression and said cautiously: "I think... would it be better... for you to take her to see a psychiatrist?"

Nakahara Chuya's face suddenly darkened.

The waitress was startled and quickly added: "Just pretend I didn't say anything! I'm sorry!" After saying that, she buried her head and left in a hurry.

"This rude guy..."

"Okay, okay, leave her alone."

Zhongyuan Zhongya rubbed his temples that were throbbing, took a deep breath, and continued talking to him about last night's events.

In the private room next to the door.

Quan endured the discomfort and quickly changed out of his clothes. During this period, he saw two very obvious pinch marks on his waist, one on the left and one on the right, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

He just wanted to leave some traces for emergencies, but he didn't expect that the other party was so strong. From the looks of it, the bruises probably wouldn't go away in a few days.

After changing his clothes, Quan saw the steaming breakfast on the table and looked away without appetite. Then he saw the pill box next to him, picked it up and glanced at the instructions, then poured some water and drank it.

have eaten.

To be honest, having a fever was not part of his original plan.

It was true that he wanted to arouse Nakahara Chuuya's guilt, but high fever would make his brain dull, so there was no need for him to do this.

He thought about the reason why he had a fever. He probably had a headache yesterday and had a lot of cold sweats. His clothes were not warm, so he lay on the sofa and slept all night. He caught a cold and then developed a fever.

Although it was an accident, it has achieved good results. It can be regarded as a gain and a loss.

Zhongyuan Zhong is also a mafia and is in a high position.

A person with this status will undoubtedly be very wary of people who suddenly appear around him. If Quan deliberately sticks to him, he may very well be regarded as having "ulterior motives."

Therefore, in this "abnormal" relationship, Quan must be the weak one and absolutely cannot take the initiative - at least that's how it seems on the surface.

With a status like a high-ranking member of the Mafia, it stands to reason that Zhongyuan Zhongya should be used to the dirt of the underground world. But he is still a person who can be seen as honest in his actions, extremely responsible, and even emotionally simple.

To deal with such a guy, guilt may be more useful than love.

Moreover, with this experience, Quan doesn't even need to show any good looks towards him, nor does he need to maintain unnecessary physical contact with him. As long as he doesn't expose his secrets and doesn't bottom out, Quan will be able to

How wonderful is it to always have the upper hand?

Quan changed his clothes, took medicine, and went to the bathroom again. After doing this, he slowly opened the door of the private room.

He spent so much time that Nakahara Chuya outside the door couldn't help but wonder if he had fainted again. Just as he was hesitating whether to open the door and go in to take a look, Mianquan walked out well. Nakahara Chuya

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Zhongyuan Zhongya could speak, Quan stared at the ground and said without any fluctuations in his tone: "It's time for me to go home."

After saying that, he planned to cross the Central Plains and leave here.

His walking posture was a bit strange, with one foot deeper and one foot shallower. Although it was not obvious, Zhongyuan Zhongya still noticed it.

"Wait a minute." Nakahara Chuuya reached out to grab him, but the moment he touched him, Izumi reacted extremely hard and slapped him away.

There was a "pop" sound so loud that the entire quiet corridor could hear it.

"Please don't touch me!" Quan suddenly took a few steps back, his eyes quickly turned red, his chest heaved violently, and he looked extremely emotionally unstable.

Zhongyuan Zhongya choked. Thinking of what the waitress said just now, he reluctantly raised his hands in surrender and said comfortingly: "Okay, okay, I won't touch you if I don't touch you. Where is your home? I'll take you back, okay?"

From being beaten to saying "send you home", the subordinates next to him were dumbfounded: Yaosu! Is this still their Central Plains cadre who can single-handedly violently take down an entire hostile organization?!

Here, Quan is still entangled with Zhongyuan Zhongya in the bar. On the other side, an uninvited "guest" has been waiting for him at home for a long time.

Dazai Osamu sat cross-legged next to Mizuno Chotaro, holding his chin and muttering: "Why does human disqualification not work..."

At the same time, outside the door.

A black shadow silently walked down the stairs and quietly approached the door of Mizuno's house. The sharp kitchen knife in his hand reflected a dazzling cold light in the weak light of the basement.