Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

--escape?

Probably due to slow thinking, it took a while for Aizawa Juri to realize what the other party was talking about.

Then, he was overwhelmed by overwhelming anger, so angry that he almost laughed.

Is this guy who helped Aso Shiga commit a crime together, are you kidding me?Want to watch him beg for mercy, and then say something condescendingly—"Stop dreaming, it's all a lie to you"?

Dazai Osamu's bad nature, he thought he had seen everything before, but he didn't think it was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Oh, I really mean it this time."

The black-haired youth shrugged, expressing his helplessness.However, the other party's reaction was completely expected, and he had nothing to complain about. He just magically showed a knife from his fingertips, and then "changed" into a test tube-shaped glass bottle. He frowned and said:

"Actually, I'm really afraid of pain, but there's nothing I can do about it. Aizawa-kun, I wasn't joking when I said I would save you a second time."

"It's your guardian who asked me to help you solve the hidden danger of your ability to run amok. I thought that after you voluntarily join the club, the president will activate the ability of 'superior to others' to completely control your ability, but you The level of stubbornness far exceeded my expectations..."

While explaining, he rolled up his cuffs, exposing a white forearm, and cut the opening with a knife without hesitation, and the bright red blood immediately gushed out, and entered the bottle below without leaking.

For Osamu Dazai, this almost slow suicide was not pleasant. The pain was like maggots attached to the bone, gnawing at his nerves all the time, bringing quite an unpleasant experience.

However, this was another part of his plan, and there was no room for changing his options, so he could only sigh and continue to distract himself by talking.

"Your dependence on Chuya is probably a problem that even your guardian finds it quite difficult, but I know it..."

"The reason why you can't do without him is nothing more than the mutual attraction between abilities. As the carrier of Huangba, his overpowering power is too powerful for the fierce beast that is sealed in your heart and will never be satisfied. Probably the most delicious food ever.”

"Or should I say catnip?"

Shuli was unconsciously attracted by what he said, and suddenly heard a key word, the green cat pupils tightened, showing a somewhat shocked expression.

Young people who are good at reading people's hearts will naturally not let go of such details. They deliberately raised their eyebrows and made a look of surprise, "Huh? Did I hit the mark... Oh, I really want to see the expression of the slug. It's going to be fun."

He finally collected a small bottle of blood, first wrapped a bandage around the wound twice casually, then lowered his cuffs to cover it completely, then stood up, lying on the edge of the nutrition tank, idly shaking it filled with bright red liquid glass bottle.

He looked at the young man lying in it through the clear and transparent nutrient water, his iris-colored eyes reflected the waves, showing a different kind of gentleness.

It's hard to say whether this is a disguise he is good at making, and it is specially used to lower the defenses of others.But being stared at by him with such a focused look, you can really feel that everything he does comes from the heart, and if you doubt this, it is a desecration of that emotion.

"When I guessed the connection, I came up with a better way to help you recognize your true mood and solve all hidden dangers along the way."

He stretched his uninjured right hand into the nutrition tank, patiently held the back of Aizawa Shuri's head in an almost gentle way, and slowly lifted it up, breaking away from the surrounding water.

"Cough, cough, cough...!"

Because his body was too weak, the black-haired boy obviously couldn't adapt to the outside environment immediately, so he couldn't help coughing, and it took him a while to recover, and he was able to speak, "You, what do you want to do... what? ?”

The voice was hoarse, and it completely lost its usual vigor, like a trapped animal after being beaten, each syllable was struggling to squeeze out from the jaws.

Osamu Dazai's fingers sank into his black hair, rubbing gently as if soothing, and his voice lowered a lot, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"You should know, Aizawa-kun, these machines exist to transform your body. In other words, they can be used as a carrier to transmit power and effectively stimulate your abilities..."

"I have to say that Mr. Aso's talent in this area is really amazing. He can make such convenient things. If he wants to transform more powerful 'creatures', the world may be in chaos."

"Of course, I didn't mean to praise him. I just want to say that my supernatural power 'Disqualification in the World' has entered your body, and it may help to release the shackles that control you."

He tilted the glass bottle, put it close to the lips of the tree, poured the blood into it, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't waste it, bloodletting really hurts."

"Gudu..."

The unresisting throat began to swallow reflexively, allowing the liquid with a slight fishy-sweet smell to flow down the flow and flow into the body, becoming the nutrient for the master to drive.

Because the other party's too sincere tone, coupled with the extremely reasonable explanation, turned into an irresistible kindness, so the black-haired boy did not struggle, showing a different appearance from the past.

A bottle of blood soon bottomed out. In order to prevent it from accidentally dripping into the nutrition tank and being detected later, Osamu Dazai carefully put away the "criminal evidence", then raised his hand, and wiped the opponent's blood carefully. lips.

Then, he was bitten under the thumb by the tree.

This blow is definitely not light, even if the opponent has lost most of his strength and took a long time to launch such a blow, it is enough to bite him to ooze blood.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have let the blood out..."

The young man who was afraid of pain pitifully lengthened the ending, and after realizing that he could not win sympathy, he muttered complainingly: "Is this also the nature of cats? Aizawa-kun, I thought you were not so naive... ..."

The black-haired boy glanced at him, gritted his teeth twice, then reluctantly let go, and said harshly in a hoarse voice, "You plotted against me before, don't think it can just pass like this, I will sooner or later Will have revenge."

"Although I didn't expect you to appreciate me, at least, don't be too cruel to me..." Osamu Dazai looked at the tooth marks left on his palm, and turned over the old account aggrievedly, "Didn't you promise me before?" Why, you can't beat me casually, and you can't scold me casually, but you still want to pamper me and let me go, but now you have to break your promise?"

"...You still remember." Recalling what happened before, I deeply felt that I fell into the tree of the trap, and it was even more embarrassing. "It turns out that you have already calculated it since then. You are really, really cunning." guy."

"No matter what the process is, isn't the result the most important thing? In short, remember what you promised." The black-haired young man bent his eyes, with a typical expression of being cheap and being obedient, and exclaimed pretendingly: "Oh, I've wasted too much time. I'm leaving, lest I'll be caught by Mr. Aso."

"That's all for today, once I have a chance to sneak in, I will still come to see you—"

He slowly let go of his hand, allowing the other person to slowly sink into the nutrition tank, and then, across the water surface again, he showed a bewitching and warm smile.

"—Sleep, work harder and live on, don't let me down."

Under the action of the "switch", the drowsiness surged up again, and together with the water in the nutrition tank, Aizawa Juri's sanity was flooded.But probably because of the ingested nutrients, a trace of warm temperature rose up and gathered in the heart, slightly dispelling the cold breath in the dark world.

It was quite inconsistent with Osamu Dazai himself, an overly sincere emotion, like transplanting his only remaining flame to the body of the tree, and then, with the power of its thriving growth, to feed back his own soul.

It is hope and sustenance.

As for why such emotions arise, that is probably the truth that only Osamu Dazai himself will know.