[Wen Ye] Miss Sea Rabbit

Osamu Dazai was staring at the huge projection screen of the Headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. In several split screens, there were people from the Detective Agency and the Mafia lying unconscious in the center, surrounded by darkness, either in a dark alley or on a street corner. corner.

The hotel where Dream stopped was empty, and there was another hiding place.

Whenever a person fell into an illusion, there would be a beam of light soaring into the sky.

A few hours ago, he noticed faint lights flickering in the darkness at the four corners of Yokohama, whispered something to Ango Sakaguchi, and Ango sent someone to search for it.

It is an inconspicuous silver thread, floating on and off in the air, and it is invisible in the distance, but it is obviously connected to something.

Ango Sakaguchi kept the phone in his hand and kept contacting, trying to find a way to find out the exact location of Dream through the silver thread.

He squinted into the corner.

In one of the screens, the red-haired E is holding a sleeping woman in his arms, holding a dagger in his right hand and stabbing it straight into her abdomen.

Blood spilled out.

His eyes sank.

At this time, a few electric sounds filled the contact screen.

"Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima's voice gradually sounded, "I found Akutagawa! I also met Dr. Yosano on the way."

"where are you?"

Nakajima Atsushi reported a location, and Ango Sakaguchi connected the surveillance over there, and Yosano Akiko was covered in blood and his clothes were damaged, but the tear on the clothes, which was obviously a scar, had healed.

Yosano Akiko signaled Atsushi Nakajima to give her the communicator, and after receiving it, she said, "Dazai, I saw it when I came out of the illusion."

She paused and took a breath: "There is a thin thread in the air, the color is very dark and I can't see it clearly, the blood from the body will flow towards the thread, and it will go to the city center."

Blood?Osamu Dazai nodded, thanked Yosano Akiko, contacted Kamikida Doppo and Izumi Kyoka, and asked them to follow a special service unit and drop a few drops of blood on the place where there was a silver thread, to see if they could have a relationship with Yosano Akiko. The same situation occurs.

And he took the map of Yokohama that Ango Sakaguchi had kept aside all the time, and marked with a marker pen the location where the beam of light had appeared that he had seen before.

Ango Sakaguchi: "Dazai, this map is a limited edition."

Osamu Dazai didn't even look at him: "What's so good about the limited edition map?"

He connects all the dots, and all the straight lines intersect and converge at one point.

He made it confidently: "The limited edition is not well hidden, it is for people to use when it is placed on the table."

He smiled and raised his head: "Really?"

Ango Sakaguchi: "..." He felt that he had lost a few hairs from the few hairs left due to staying up late, and his scalp was very cool.

He coughed a few times and said dryly, "...All right."

Osamu Dazai ignored him, and looked down at the dot, which was very close to the headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service.

Ango Sakaguchi also saw it, and he said: "I thought of this just now. I even searched the surrounding buildings. There are no people like them. It's obviously a cover, it's not that simple."

Dazai Osamu pretended to be surprised and said, "As expected of Ango, you have seen such an obvious cover~"

Ango Sakaguchi: "..." Shut up, I know you are acting weird.

Osamu Dazai used a marker pen of another color to point out the location where the silver thread was found, and connected the contactor that had been ringing.

"Osamu Dazai! Are you lying to me?! Where's Chisui Fujiwara?!" Chuya Nakahara's irritated voice leaked from the other end.

"Ah~ I told you the location, you don't really think that Dream will let you find it so obviously~" Dazai Osamu said lazily, "Use your brain, slug~"

Before Nakahara Chuya burst into anger, his tone suddenly became serious: "I can't get away here, so Fujiwara Chisui will leave it to you."

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and there was a slight sound of hair rubbing: "I don't need you to tell me."

Something blocked his vision so that he could not see Chisui Fujiwara and E's position.

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked up a stone and threw it forward. The stone flew halfway and hit the transparent barrier, spreading out in a circle and falling down.

There was some faint light leaking from above, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head, there was a small crack where the ripples disappeared, and the light leaked from there, it seemed that the illusion itself was about to be broken.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered, red light flickered all over his body, and countless stones floated up, rushing straight towards the crack.

Fujiwara Chisui saw that the dense fog around him was getting thinner, and there was a crack in the upper left corner that was faintly expanding, and there was a thick darkness in the crack.

"It seems that you can't trap me for long." She said.

[Indeed. 】The male voice let out a long sigh.

[I wanted to lock you up and ask where the book is, but now I can only keep you here. 】

Outside the illusion, E turned the dagger in a circle, and the tip of the knife gestured at Chisui Fujiwara's heart.

Book?What about that book?God knows where.The corner of Fujiwara Chisui's mouth twitched: "How could I know where this thing is?"

The crack on the upper left is getting bigger and bigger, and she can already see a corner of the building.

【Once all your memories are extracted, it will be easy to find. 】

The tip of the knife was aimed and stabbed down suddenly.

Chisui Fujiwara knew that E was going to make a move, and after a pause, he rushed towards the crack, took off, and slammed into it.

The dense stones hit the crack, and the gap became bigger and bigger, cracking like a spider's web.

Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked the barrier, and the beam of light that soared into the sky dissipated in an instant.

Fujiwara Chisui opened her eyes suddenly, and what caught her eyes was the stabbed knife. She quickly grasped the blade with sharp eyes, and the sharpened steel cut through the skin, and blood spilled out.

It stopped abruptly.

"Chisui!" Chuya Nakahara kicked at E, and Chisui Fujiwara took the opportunity to grab the dagger and rolled away from his original position.

E's ability is useless in actual combat.

Chisui Fujiwara tossed the dagger aside and saw Nakahara beat E severely. Without any suspense, E was beaten unconscious.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned to look at her: "Are you okay?"

Fujiwara Chisui shook her head: "It's okay."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a communicator, and said something to the person opposite: "I found it, Qianshui is fine."

Fujiwara Chisui spread out her right hand, the blood in the palm of her hand dripped down unstoppably, her gaze followed the blood down, but the blood did not drip to the ground.

When it dripped, it encountered a dark line, and the blood melted into it and stretched out into the distance.

"Huh?" Chisui Fujiwara squatted down, twisted the almost invisible silk thread with her hand, and went to the distance with the other end.

Zhong Yuanzhong also came over and took out a roll of bandages from nowhere.

"hand."

Fujiwara Chisui: "Huh?"

She raised her head in a daze, and Zhongyuan Zhong also grabbed her right hand to help her deal with it briefly.

Fujiwara Chisui: "Where did you get the bandages?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and said vaguely: "I took it in my pocket."

Fujiwara Chisui glanced at him suspiciously, wouldn't he carry it all the time?

"What about the injury on your waist?"

Fujiwara Chisui shook her head: "It's okay, I'll go to a nearby pharmacy to deal with it later."

Zhong Yuanzhong obviously didn't want to delve into the topic of bandages, so he raised his jaw: "What are you looking at?"

Hearing his question, Fujiwara Chisui raised the thread in her hand so that he could see it more clearly.

There was a gray thread in the palm of Fujiwara Chisui's hand. The material seemed to be made of cotton, but the quality was better than cotton thread. Some of her blood was stained just now, and some red color seeped into it.

"Line..." Nakahara Zhong also frowned, thinking.

"Chuya?" Osamu Dazai's voice suddenly came out from the communicator.

"Dazai?" Fujiwara Chimizu subconsciously called out.

"Qian Shui? Are you okay?"

Chuya Nakahara: "..." He took off the communicator and handed it to Chisui Fujiwara.

Fujiwara Qianshui took it: "It's okay. Where are you?"

"I'm in the building of the Supernatural Secret Service Division." Osamu Dazai looked at Chisui Fujiwara's split screen and was relieved to see that she was quite conscious.

He probably told her about the situation.

"A thread?" Chisui Fujiwara asked, "I also have one here."

But there is no end in sight.

Fujiwara Chisui thought of something, she turned into water and walked along the thin thread, the water glowed with a faint blue light, illuminating the silk thread.

Osamu Dazai saw the outline of the thin line gradually appearing.

He asked Fujiwara Chisui to wait, turned around and tuned a frequency to Yosano Akiko, and asked Yosano to go in the direction of Fujiwara Chisui to help bandage the wound.

"Yoshino Akiko went to your place." He said, "I need your help later."

Fujiwara Chisui: "It's okay."

Osamu Dazai reported several locations, and she and Zhong Yuanzhong also noted down the locations, planning to go there one by one.

After a while, Yosano Akiko arrived and helped her with simple treatment of the wound.

There are more thin threads to be found, but it is obviously impossible for Fujiwara Chisui and others to complete them all.

Ango Sakaguchi murmured a few words to his subordinates in a low voice, and the troops divided into several teams and set off with fluorescent powder.

Not long after, all the thin lines were painted with light, and Osamu Dazai marked them on the map with a marker pen, connecting them in a straight line, and all the straight lines intersected to form five points.

It is a standard pentagon, connecting the five corners, and in the middle is the headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

And the figure formed by the beams of light at the beginning is a larger equilateral triangle.

Ango Sakaguchi felt like he was going bald.

R's ability is similar to that of the book, it exists like a bug, and the use of the ability obviously requires a huge price.

He can't last long.

Should it be said that he hit the ground right?Osamu Dazai gave Ango Sakaguchi a suspicious look.

Ango Sakaguchi's hair stood on end: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I'm just glad you didn't fall into the pit."

"..."

Just now Chisui Fujiwara told him that Dream has the means to extract people's memories, but if Ango Sakaguchi's brain was hollowed out by someone, it would not be that simple now.

Maybe they even took the books.

Osamu Dazai connected the vertices of the two figures, and drew a point in the middle of the short line segment, which was the center of a one-story house.

"That's it, let's go."

"How did you know?"

"Guess~"

"..."

……

Fujiwara Chisui looked at the thin thread shining in the night, and a golden light in the distance enlarged faintly, and suddenly exploded like fireworks, flying into the distance with a slender tail.

That invisible dull pressure disappeared.

It seems that Osamu Dazai and the others have caught people.

The stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she turned to Yosano Akiko and Nakahara Chuya.

"Thank you, Dr. Yosano and Chuya." Chisui Fujiwara smiled, "Otherwise I might really die in the illusion."

Zhongyuan Zhong also shifted his gaze and lowered the brim of his hat: "Why are you being polite to me?"

She waved hands with Yosano Akiko: "Hey, you're welcome, maybe in the future~" She put her arm around Chisui Fujiwara's shoulder, "Maybe we can meet often in the future~" She winked at Chisui Fujiwara.

Fujiwara Chisui couldn't help laughing.

"Next time if you have time, you can make an appointment to go shopping together~" she said.

Yosano Akiko's eyes brightened: "Okay."

A few people went to the headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and there were already people at the gate. Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi were whispering something with Chief Taneda.

Dream and others have been firmly detained by the troops and pressed into the building.

Fujiwara Chisui took a look, everyone was there, more or less slightly injured, nothing serious.

Osamu Dazai saw them approaching from a distance, and walked towards them.

Seeing him tall and tall, Fujiwara Chisui walked quickly, with a smile on his face.

Osamu Dazai rubbed her head, his eyes were dangerous, and he came up with a sentence: "What I said, don't believe anyone's words, does Qianshui ignore my words?"

Fujiwara Chisui choked: "Uh..."

"Who would have thought..." There was a change in such a short period of time.

Osamu Dazai looked a little angry, she swallowed back what she hadn't finished speaking.

She gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and glanced at him cautiously.

Osamu Dazai wanted to laugh when he saw Chisui Fujiwara's small movements.

Leaning over to her ear and biting her ear: "I'll settle the score with you when I go back."

"I think you two should go back first." Mori Ogai's voice sounded from behind.

Fujiwara Chisui poked her head: "BOSS."

She coughed lightly, pushed Osamu Dazai aside, and stood there solemnly.

Everyone's eyes came together.

"I also think that it's all settled anyway~" Dazai Osamu said incongruously, and took Fujiwara Chisui's hand.

"Dazai!" Chisui Fujiwara called him in a low voice.

"Then, Dazai Osamu, you and Fujiwara Chisui should go back first." Fukuzawa Yukichi said calmly.

"Okay~Thank you, President~" Dazai Osamu responded and turned Fujiwara Chisui in a different direction.

"Let's go and go~"

"Hey hey???"

"Qian Shui don't be late for work tomorrow~" Mori Ogai reminded with a smile, "Maybe I want to grant you a vacation?"

Chisui Fujiwara was being dragged forward by Osamu Dazai at the moment, almost fell when she heard these words.

She stopped in her tracks, and said to her boss blankly, "I'll be on time tomorrow."

There is quite a bit of gnashing of teeth in it.

"It's ok ~ grant a holiday ~ Mr. Mori ~" Osamu Dazai added without hesitation.

Fujiwara Chisui glared at him: "Shut up!" She said and grabbed his sleeve and left.

Mori Ogai watched with a smile as his cadres dragged the members of the detective agency away, and the farming chief beside him murmured something.

"Since when did your two get along so well?"

"No, it's just that my subordinates have a good relationship with the enemy." Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi replied in unison.

Chief Farmer: "..."

That was so good, I thought the sky was going to mess up :)

……

On the way home, Osamu Dazai looked at Chisui Fujiwara walking beside him, and spoke.

"The day after tomorrow is the weekend, what is Qian Shui going to do~"

Fujiwara Qianshui answered: "What else can I do, maybe I have to work overtime."

Osamu Dazai: "Ah, so pitiful~"

Fujiwara Qianshui glanced at him: "Don't pity me, you might be no different from me."

Osamu Dazai: "Ah~"

He pouted sadly, his eyes filled with sadness.

"do not want to work--"

Fujiwara Chisui: "..."

Too sleepy, she covered her lips with her long sleeve and yawned.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."

Dazai hugged her tightly.

"?!! Why are you Dazai?!"

"I want to sleep with you~"

"Sleep together!" Chisui Fujiwara tried to open his head.

"Get off me!!!"

"don't want……"

Extra

Time flies, and the blink of an eye is another year's tail.

Too many things happened this year. Mori Ogai, as the boss of the port mafia, booked a banquet hall with a wave of his hand, and the time was set for the night of the last day.

The euphemistic name is: Relax and welcome the New Year.

Fujiwara Chisui: "..."

She sent a text message to Osamu Dazai, saying that she had a dinner tonight and would not reply, and Osamu Dazai quickly replied that she had received it and said that she also had it.

Fujiwara Chisui had a faint premonition.

After get off work, a group of mafias went to the hotel bustlingly, and everyone evaded wherever they passed.

When the front desk staff saw a large group of people in black suits coming in from the door, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and couldn't even see their heads.

Knowing that he had booked a banquet, he wiped the cold sweat off his brow and pointed out the direction.

Get out of the elevator and reach the corresponding floor. There are only two banquet halls 161 and 162 on this floor. Except for the one booked by Mori Ou, the other one seems to be reserved.

Not even the door could stop the noise.

The mafia filed in, and Fujiwara Chisui and others walked behind. At this time, the door of 162 was pushed open.

"I want wine!"

"Mr. Ranpo, don't you know how to drink?!"

"I don't care! You should drink during the Chinese New Year!"

"Yeah, yeah~ drink~"

"Mr. Dazai, stop making trouble!"

A few familiar voices came along with the flowing air.

Several backward high-level cadres of the Mafia stopped in their tracks.

Fujiwara Chisui glanced away, it was a member of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Sure enough..." What a wonderful fate...

"Ha, it's really hard to even have a quiet meal." Zhong Yuan looked at the Armed Detective Agency and the others speechlessly.

"I want to return this sentence to the slug~" Dazai Osamu replied with a smile that deserved to be beaten, "It's really hard not to suspect that you are following us~"

"Huh?!" Nakahara Chuya was furious on the spot, "What did you say, bastard mackerel?!"

He made a gesture to rush forward, but Chisui Fujiwara grabbed him.

She sighed: "Chuya, calm down."

Under the black hat, the short orange hair was almost standing up in anger.

Mori Ogai watched his cadres quarrel with the members of the detective agency, and Fukuzawa Yukichi also came out at this time.

She walked up to him in a crimson kimono.

Mori Ogai greeted with a smile: "Isn't this Mr. Fukuzawa? What a coincidence."

Mr. Fukuzawa put on a paralyzed face as usual, but maybe it was contaminated with the lively atmosphere of the New Year, and he was a little soft. He nodded to Mori Ogai.

"Only today, don't let the mafia make trouble."

Mori Ogai smiled and said, "Of course not."

The two looked sideways at the elevator entrance.

Not far away, Nakahara Nakaya fought with Osamu Dazai, and the Fujiwara Sensui gang either did not help or not, and Nakajima Atsushi stood with her in panic.

Osamu Dazai: "Qian Shui QAQ, save me!"

Just when I was about to reach out, I was glared at by Chuya, full of murderous aura.

Fujiwara Chisui: I can't afford to be provoked.

She watched Osamu Dazai's body being dragged to a corner by Chuya Nakahara and continued to beat him violently, "..."

Forget it, Zhong Zhong won't kill him anyway.

Silently turned around and entered 161.

The New Year's Eve dinner went on beyond normal after the turmoil. Chisui Fujiwara didn't know how to drink and didn't plan to drink, but couldn't stand being persuaded all the time, so she chose red wine to pay back.

It is estimated that one bottle will be eaten every time.

Zhong Yuanzhong had already collapsed by the table like a puddle of mud, his blushing face covered by his hat.

Fujiwara Chisui felt as if she had drunk too much, she was very dizzy, and her eyelids were fighting with sleepiness. In the distance, a group of people surrounded Mori Ogai were still toasting.

She shook her head to wake up, walked to the window with a goblet, and opened the heavy curtains with her left hand. Outside the glass was a dark night, and there was no cloud tonight. Light also helps.

After a few loud noises, fireworks bloomed on the curtain, and crowds gradually gathered in the open space in the distance to enjoy the night view.

"So lovely……"

Osamu Dazai felt that Chisui Fujiwara hadn't spoken since he came out of the banquet hall, no matter how much he teased her, he didn't speak.

"Qianshui?" He waved his hand in front of Fujiwara Qianshui.

Fujiwara Chisui blinked, looked up at him unresponsively, and continued walking her own way.

"Hey, you're not drunk, are you?" Osamu Dazai grabbed her body that was leaning forward, and said, "Didn't you just drink a bottle? You're a bit weak~"

"...I'm not drunk." Fujiwara Chisui shook her head.

After finishing talking, he headed forward.

Osamu Dazai: "..." Are you drunk?

When he got home, Dazai Osamu came out of the bathroom, Fujiwara Chisui was still in a daze, not speaking, sitting quietly on the sofa in pajamas, wearing a nightcap on his head, pink rabbit ears drooping on his chest forward.

Osamu Dazai was a little worried, and walked over to see her, while Chisui Fujiwara stared at his cotton mop as if in a daze.

"Qian Shui?" Osamu Dazai knelt down in front of her.

Chisui Fujiwara seemed to have found the focus, stared at Osamu Dazai, and tilted her head.

"...Too...too...?" The network seemed to be overloaded and unresponsive, and the long rabbit ears swayed with the movement.

Like a little rabbit.

Osamu Dazai's heart beat faster by one second, he took a deep breath to calm down, but Chisui Fujiwara called him again.

"Dazai." The voice was soft, as if a cat's paw was scratching him.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai responded, "What's wrong?"

"Dazai." Fujiwara Chisui kept calling his name as if she didn't hear it.

Shouting, reaching out and tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes to look at her, Chisui Fujiwara's almond-shaped eyes were dark, like black holes absorbing light, his eyes could not be focused after drunk, but seemed to be focused again, staring at him closely.

It seemed that he had just yawned, and his eyes were misty and sparkling.

Osamu Dazai looked away, calmed down and said to her, "Qian Shui is drunk~ I'll help you back to the bedroom~"

As he spoke, his big hand held her slender arm and pulled her up from the sofa.

Fujiwara Chisui obediently followed Dazai Osamu upstairs without saying a word.

"I'm not drunk." Upstairs Jian still retorted in a low voice, but his voice was soft and unconvincing.

"You're drunk~ don't be brave." Osamu Dazai said while rubbing her hair.

"No!" Fujiwara Chisui refused to admit it, she stretched her two hands to the top of her hair and pulled his hand down to hold it.

"I'm not drunk." She was almost asleep, speaking softly.

Both hands grabbed Dazai Osamu's sleeves, and then hugged Dazai's waist like a doll.

With her head buried in his chest, her voice was muffled: "I didn't..."

Osamu Dazai looked down at Chisui Fujiwara's rabbit ears, his throat seemed to be burning and itching.

"Qian Shui?" He called her a few times.

"Hmm..." Fujiwara Chisui raised her head and placed her hand on his chest, "It's so noisy here..."

Can such a fast heartbeat not be noisy?

Is this still not drunk?

Chisui Fujiwara's hand was scratching at Dazai Osamu's chest, muttering something in his mouth.

He sighed, looked away, and pulled Fujiwara Chisui's fidgeting hand off with one hand.

"You're drunk, Qian Shui." He opened the door and pulled her to the bed.

Chisui Fujiwara was still retorting, but Osamu Dazai hugged her onto the bed.

"Sleep." Dazai Osamu said.

"I'm not sleepy..." Fujiwara Chisui poked her head out from under the quilt.

"Good, sleep."

"don't want……"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

It turns out that this is what Fujiwara Chisui did when he was drunk, he has learned a lot.

The head protruding from the quilt had messy black hair, two blushes on his cheeks, and he looked at him with bewildered eyes.

Osamu Dazai was worried that he might not be able to bear it if he stayed any longer, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Fujiwara Chisui reached out and grabbed him.

"I can't sleep..." Wronged.

Osamu Dazai lost his temper: "How can you sleep well? Qianshui?"

Fujiwara Chisui pulled him even tighter: "I want Dazai to sleep with me..."

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He stared at Fujiwara Chisui quietly for a while, then chuckled: "That's what you said~"

"Um……"

"You can't beat me when you wake up tomorrow~" Osamu Dazai took out the cell phone in his pocket and asked Chisui Fujiwara to repeat what he just said.

"Qian Shui, do you want me to sleep with you every day~ That way Qian Shui can fall asleep every day~"

"want……"

The corners of his mouth turned up, the screen of the phone was locked, the lights were turned off, and Osamu Dazai crawled into Chisui Fujiwara's bed.

He put his arms around her waist and wrapped Fujiwara Chisui into his arms.

"Sleep~"

Fujiwara Chisui seemed to feel uncomfortable in this position, turned over to face him, her eyes reflected the moonlight outside the window in the darkness.

She leaned forward and kissed him, her pink tongue pried open his mouth, and the sweet aroma of wine lingered between her lips and teeth.

Osamu Dazai was taken aback by the kiss, and then held the back of Chisui Fujiwara's head with his hand, and seized the initiative.

Fujiwara Chisui's originally vague consciousness was even more confused by the kiss, and she fell asleep in his arms.

Osamu Dazai couldn't fall asleep holding her.

He played with Fujiwara Chisui's hair boredly: "It turns out that the sea rabbit is so active~ It's a pity that I went to bed early~"

Osamu Dazai: Happy :)

……

When Fujiwara Chisui woke up, she had a terrible headache, as if someone had punched a hole in her skull with an electric drill.

Ah, she shouldn't have had so much wine yesterday, she regretted it.

With eyes closed, he reached for the bedside table and fumbled for his phone.

He lifted his heavy eyelids and looked at the time.

"Eight o'clock..." Chisui Fujiwara tried hard to wake up, and was about to be late.

She wanted to get up, and suddenly felt something on her waist.

Fujiwara Chisui: "?"

He reached into the bed and touched a hand.

Fujiwara Chisui: "?!!"

That hand was not honest, it hooked her waist and moved a little.

In the next second, Chisui Fujiwara's back touched a warm chest.

Fujiwara Chisui: "?!!!"

She suddenly turned her body to look over, Dazai Osamu looked at her with a smile: "Qian Shui woke up~"

Fujiwara Chisui's brain froze, and a bunch of garbled characters floated in front of her eyes.

"You you you, why are you on my bed!!!"

Osamu Dazai seemed to have known that she would ask this question a long time ago, propped his upper body on his elbows, and took a mobile phone past her with the other hand.

Seeing him press a few buttons, Fujiwara Chisui heard her own voice coming from the phone.

Fujiwara Chisui: "???"

Osamu Dazai: "You said it yourself~ You still dragged me and refused to let me go~"

Chisui Fujiwara: "I, I, I..."

Damn, I drank too much yesterday and had no idea what happened.

"I... I was drunk yesterday, so it doesn't count." Fujiwara Chisui said dryly.

"Oh——" Osamu Dazai approached, "But I took it seriously~"

"In order to take care of Qian Shui's mood, I even gave up the super-big bed, is that how you treat me~"

He looked aggrieved.

"I..." Chisui Fujiwara's eyes wandered.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai seemed to be heartbroken, and slowly got up from the bed, feeling a little lonely.

"You weren't like this yesterday—" He looked at her pitifully before closing the door.

Fujiwara Chisui was told that she felt very guilty, but she really had no memory of what happened yesterday.

After being extremely entangled, she called Osamu Dazai to a stop.

"Wait, wait a minute." Osamu Dazai stopped and looked at her, Chisui Fujiwara grabbed the quilt and looked at him with a blushing face, "Since, since I said it."

She looked away, biting her lips as if making a difficult decision: "Then, then I will do it."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Okay~"

Osamu Dazai: It worked :)