Let's Open Something Filthy to Calm Down

#How to Keep Your Distance from the Bandage Freak?# Nakajima Chuuya: Thanks for asking. I'm the King of the Sheep, at the Yokohama Mafia, and there's no solution. Twelve-year-old Nakajima Chuuya had a dream that seemed to be a glimpse of his future memories. The story raced by like a series of scenes before his eyes, leaving him with a vivid impression of a bandage-wrapped monster who looked like a dried fish. Before long, that disgusting but decent-looking guy would show up in Suribachi Town and drag him into the Port Mafia. Then the two of them would embark on a path of mutual love and hatred, sharpening each other along the way. And when he was sixteen, if that guy defected, he'd come after him again three years later... But if he didn't defect, Chuuya had no memories of what happened next! Faced with such a vivid dream, Nakajima Chuuya grimaced in disgust. "So if I can't prevent the first part, then I'll do whatever it takes to stop that guy from defecting!" But could someone explain why he saw that walking pile of black mud by the Tsurumi River on his twelfth birthday? After waiting anxiously until he really did stop the other man from defecting, Nakajima Chuuya finally learned why he had no memories of what happened next: he'd overdone it using his ultimate move and lost his memory! Please note: 1. Nakajima Chuuya has his memories, and as it happens, Dazai Osamu does too. 2. I've read lots of fanfiction about Soukoku, so this idea came to me. An Chen will certainly do her best to make things up, but please be understanding if anything seems borrowed. 3. It's a sweet story, guaranteed to be very sweet. 4. It involves many worlds. An Chen will figure out the details as she goes. Theme: Starting with a cheat, Soukoku sticks together from the start