Abilities are not the goddess of Mao

Mochizuki, who was taken home, was arranged by Nisan to sit obediently on the sofa, with a pair of eyes rolling back and forth, always staring at Nisan's figure, but he sat there with his hands on his knees without saying a word, as if there was no Dazai Ni She won't take any other actions after the instruction.

Osamu Dazai looked at Mochizuki's energetic eyes. Just looking at the eyes, they were definitely the eyes of a normal person, but there was still a blush on his cheeks.

"Mochizuki." Osamu Dazai called out, "Are you sober?"

Hinata Mochizuki sat obediently on the sofa and smiled sweetly at him.

Dazai sighed sincerely.

Still drunk.

Mochizuki just watched Nissan walk into the kitchen, and a bowl of hangover tea came out 10 minutes later.

It is said that a powerful fighter like Mochizuki should have a very good metabolism, and this level of alcohol should be metabolized quickly.

But Mochizuki seems to lack the enzymes to decompose alcohol in his body, the effect of a glass of wine has lasted until now.

Osamu Dazai rested his fingers on his lower lip and thought, watching Mochizuki drink the hangover tea by the way.

If Mochizuki wasn't his younger sister, he probably wouldn't even feel guilty.

It was a bit of a miscalculation that Mochizuki's resistance to alcohol was so low.

This is not like him. He loves to drink, and he has a good capacity for alcohol. When he was still in Hong Kong, he used to have a drink with two other friends at Lupin Bar from time to time.

Among the people he knew, Slug had the worst capacity for drinking. No matter what the strength of alcohol, he could only drink one glass, but Slug liked to drink high-strength spirits, so he couldn't tell the difference.

The most hateful thing is that slugs are not as quiet as Mochizuki when they are drunk, and their temper will become more and more irritable, and drunken madness is the most common thing.

Osamu Dazai didn't want to admit that the problem of poor drinking capacity was a big problem for the two of them, and he was even a little worried because of this—would things like drinking madness also have the same source?Mochizuki's drunk madness is just late, isn't it?

Although hangover tea can play an auxiliary hangover effect, the effect has never been obvious.In particular, Osamu Dazai never prepared any decent hangover tea ingredients at home, and they were all prepared by searching the refrigerator.

A drinker like Osamu Dazai doesn't worry about getting drunk at all, he hasn't even had hangover tea, and he hasn't done such a thing before today.As for Mochizuki, this good boy consciously stayed away from alcoholic beverages before he was a minor, so naturally he never got drunk.

It is obvious that Mochizuki still looks innocent and ignorant after drinking hangover tea.

Osamu Dazai really didn't know how to deal with this little drunk.

He glanced at the bright sky outside, and he could barely make it to the end of his nap time, so he said to Mochizuki, "Didn't you say you were tired before? Go back to your room and sleep."

I hope I can sober up when I wake up.

"It just so happens that I'm going out at night, so just stay in the room obediently." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows at the motionless Mochizuki after finishing speaking, "You don't even remember where the room is, do you?"

Hinata Mochizuki blinked at him innocently, then suddenly raised her hand and patted the sofa, "Nissan, come."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai asked in surprise, but this man with a strong desire for control obviously didn't intend to follow the pace of Mochizuki, "No, you need to go to sleep now. I don't want to deal with a drunk who is too powerful The consequences of being drunk and crazy are terrifying just thinking about it."

Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, looking calm and composed, "If you don't get up again, I will take compulsory measures."

Speaking of seeing Mochizuki who didn't respond, Osamu Dazai walked over and planned to carry him back to the room.If Mochizuki didn't struggle, her weight would only be that of an ordinary female high school student, not to the extent that Osamu Dazai would struggle.

But as soon as Osamu Dazai walked over, Mochizuki pulled him onto the sofa.

He froze for a moment because of the sudden situation, but he quickly reacted.

Feeling Mochizuki's leaning body, Osamu Dazai said helplessly, "Mochizuki, you are too clingy."

Looking down, she saw Mochizuki's face leaning on his arm, and scratched her chin with her fingers, the way she looked was just like touching a cat, and the movements were quite skillful.

Mochizuki whimpered comfortably, but soon began to avoid Dazaini's hand, and began to rub against his arm in a random way, as if trying to relieve the itch from his chin.

Osamu Dazai was amused, the more she dodged his hand and chased her more ferociously, she sighed funnyly: "You are really looking more and more like a kitten." The original "meow" was really correct.

"Compared to dogs, although I don't hate cats, I don't like cats either."

But Mochizuki didn't know if she heard these words, but she was terribly annoyed by the shadowy fingers, she drove them away in a hurry, and even opened her mouth to try to bite.

When Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention, Mochizuki caught his mischievous finger in his mouth.

The movements of the two people paused for an instant.

Osamu Dazai patted Mochizuki, then calmly pulled out his fingers, and said equally calmly, "Mochizuki, you should go back to your room and go to sleep."

Hinata Mochizuki obediently let go of Dazaini's fingers, and rubbed his head on Dazai Osamu's coat, as if he just came out of the feeling of being tickled.

She hugged Dazaini's arm with both hands, and suddenly said: "Nissan, don't commit suicide... You are no longer alone now, you have me."

Dazai didn't speak.

"Death is not an eternal quiet sleep at all, death is the end or something - it's all a lie. Don't let Nissan leave me first..."

Osamu Dazai did not answer this question directly: "Mochizuki, you are such a wayward child."

Hinata Mochizuki: "Eternal sleep or something... This is what I have always wanted. In fact, I also want to get real death, or this is the goal I must achieve."

"If Nisan can't let go of death, then let's find a way to die completely. What Nisan loves is also death like this. No consciousness, complete non-existence, not just a different way of existence from the living way of life."

"I have never resisted death, but I am afraid that I will not die completely. There is an existence in my body similar to Zhongye's Huangbatu. I am afraid that my death is just losing the consciousness of controlling her."

"Hey——Nissan and I will find a way to die completely. Before that, don't leave before me, okay?"

Osamu Dazai: "—I see."

Mochizuki pursed her mouth: "After talking for a long time, Nissan didn't agree to me. How cunning." After speaking, he looked disappointed.

Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly: "Didn't you say that if I succeed in committing suicide, I will be dragged back from the world of the dead?"

"?" Hinata Mochizuki reacted a little slower, raised his head with a surprised expression, "Does Nissan mean to agree?!"

"I didn't say that." Osamu Dazai couldn't see any emotion on his face, and stood up while Mochizuki was sitting upright, "I just said objectively something that I can't control."

He glanced at Mochizuki: "I can't limit your ability, wayward guy."

"Because of some troublesome abilities, I will probably be more cautious." Osamu Dazai said, "After all, it is not a very comfortable thing to die and come back to life without control."

"Hehe——" Although Mochizuki didn't get a clear answer, she was still very happy, holding Dazaini's waist and smiling foolishly.

Osamu Dazai said critically, "So I don't like cats."

Hinata Mochizuki said lazily, "Why?"

Osamu Dazai: "Because a cat is an animal that is easy to be petted and proud."

Osamu Dazai patted Mochizuki's arm wrapped around his waist: "Go back to the room."

"Hmm - I want Nissan to hug me!" Hinata Mochizuki acted coquettishly and confidently, "I'm so sleepy...I can't walk..."

After speaking, he yawned appropriately.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the back of his head buried in his waist, but couldn't see her expression, and refused with a face of refusal: "There are only a few steps to go, don't be coquettish."

Hinata Mochizuki hugged Dazai Osamu and did not let go, silently expressing her rejection.

There was a stalemate for a moment, mainly because Osamu Dazai was hugged around the waist and couldn't even walk.

Osamu Dazai patted her arm, "Let go."

Reluctantly said: "Okay, I understand."

Hinata Mochizuki obediently let go, and opened her arms to Nissan.

"Are you treating yourself like a baby?" Osamu Dazai complained, then bent down to support her legs and back, and brought her back to the room.

Although the muscles are very strong, Mochizuki's weight is really not heavy.Although Osamu Dazai is not good at physical skills, he is also much stronger than ordinary people, so the amount of exercise is naturally not a problem.

When Osamu Dazai let him go, he was surprised to find that Mochizuki had closed his eyes, and his breathing was steady and relaxed, as if he had fallen asleep.

——When Mingming entered the room, it was Mochizuki who stretched out his hand and turned the doorknob.

Did you fall asleep after just a few steps?It's amazingly efficient.

It seems that what I just said about being sleepy is not all acting like a baby, Dazai thought.

Osamu Dazai went to the window and lowered the curtains to block the sunlight coming in from outside.

With a "click", the door closed again.

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In the dim room, a person suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in a daze after a few seconds, and turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

The sudden light made Mochizuki squint his eyes instinctively.

After the chaos of just waking up passed, what happened some time ago resurfaced in Wang Yue's mind at a gentle but irresistible speed.

She buried her face in the palm of her hand, recalling the scene where she burst into embarrassment crying after being drunk in the Armed Detective Agency and the scene where she complained loudly...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After Hinata Mochizuki screamed in his heart, he resisted the urge to explode and scream in reality, and then began to recall the source of the accident about how he drank.

That glass of fruit wine—as expected, it was put by Nissan!

Why make her drunk? !

prank? ? ?Hinata Mochizuki: "..."

Brother Dazai, you are already dead in my heart.

Hinata Mochizuki looked around the scene she was in, and belatedly remembered that she seemed to be brought back home by Nissan, and then slept back in her own room.

...Finally doing some personnel work, Nissan.

But when I got home, I remembered that I was hugging Nissan's waist on the sofa so that he would not leave me and die first, either die together or live together... Uh... the person holding Dazaini's waist... ...really her?

Is...she...?

She would never intervene in any of Nissan's choices, how could she suddenly say such a thing?

The hand that Hinata Mochizuki was about to put down suddenly paused, and his eyes suddenly lost focus and became dazed.

Hinata Mochizuki lay back on the bed flatly, closed her eyes, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, with a peaceful expression.

——When I close my eyes, the world is far away from me.