How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

By the time he came out of Sanxi Garden, Osamu Dazai had already regained his energy.

Well, wait until you are an adult, let's wait until you are an adult, anyway, such a big Yano will not run away if you put it there.

On the way back, Osamu Dazai dishonestly wanted to hang himself on Fushin Yano's body, pretending that he was a pendant she carried with her.

Fengxin Yaye pulled him off his body, stretched out his hand, and signaled Dazai to hold her and stop hanging on her body.

Osamu Dazai stretched his hands into Fuxin Yano's arms as a matter of course, and clamped the whole arm with both hands, one inside and one outside, and the hand that went in took advantage of the situation to hold her fingers, almost leaning his head on the wind. Nobumino's neck.

Fengxin Yano: ...

She stopped helplessly, looked at Osamu Dazai calmly, hoping that he could explain why he acted like a monster, was it just because he had set a deadline for him to become an adult?

"Nah."

Osamu Dazai's voice sounded a bit unreal, his eyes were dark, his face was a little gloomy, very much like the appearance of Fushin Yano when he first met him.

He turned his face and saw Fengxin Yaye's gray-blue eyes, the cold tone looked very indifferent but it was like a layer of mist lingering in his heart.

Sure enough, I still care about that person a lot.

The script for the stand-in position is actually not so easy to get.

In fact, he has a lot of questions, such as how did Yano get in touch with him in another world?Another example is how empathetic is Yano's feelings for him?Who else can guarantee that the dead will not come out to make trouble?

Yano is his, and only his.

Like a dirty hyena living in a dark sewer all day long, it has found a safe shelter in the dark, and it will never be taken away by anyone.

The hyena will show its sharp fangs and desperately bite the enemy who is trying to snatch it, until the warm habitat is no longer willing to provide it with shelter.

But Osamu Dazai knows, how can people who have seen the warmth of the sun and possessed it continue to endure the coldness and loneliness in the dark?

If Yano hates him...

He will die, alone and alone.

Osamu Dazai restrained some unsightly thoughts in his heart, and buried the black mud obediently.

Even intermittently, but after all, I have known the leader Zai for seven years, and Fengxin Yaye can't see that Dazai is vomiting black mud in his heart.

Although she didn't know why Osamu Dazai was depressed in such an atmosphere, she could vaguely understand that Osamu Dazai wanted to hide those dark thoughts from her.

Fengxin Yano couldn't help poking his head, suspecting that it was filled with marshmallows that would melt when water entered.

You are so good at guessing other people's minds, why it's your turn to feel like a fool.

If you have something to say, just say it, what's the point of beating around the bush.

Osamu Dazai, who was poked by Fuxin Yano on the head a few times, begged for mercy a few times, but he just refused to let go, and refused to express the messy thoughts buried in his heart.

Fengxin Yaye had no choice but to drag him with the flowers, and took them to the supermarket to choose ingredients.

It's not time for dinner yet, and there are not too many people in the supermarket.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

She pointed to the fresh produce in the supermarket freezer and the vegetables and fruits packed in crisper boxes on the shelves, and turned to ask Osamu Dazai.

Dazai's tone was cheerful.

"Crab! MSG! Wine!"

Both front and back are normal, is the middle one serious?

Following Osamu Dazai's idea, Fushin Yano bought all the things he wanted.

There was also a big bag of odds and ends, which couldn't be carried by Fushin Yano who was holding flowers, so Osamu Dazai took the initiative to pick it up.

Fortunately, his safe house is only a few hundred meters away from the supermarket, not too far away.

However, it was the few hundred meters that caused Osamu Dazai to have two red marks on his hand holding the bag.

Is it so delicate?

Fushin Yano looked at the hand that Osamu Dazai held in front of him, not knowing what to say.

Although there were some thin calluses on his hands, they were obviously the marks left by the use of firearms, and there were no other marks other than that.

It seems that Osamu Dazai's life before he joined the mafia could be described as pampered. Otherwise, how could a boy of this age have hands that are red with two stripes when walking around carrying something that is not too heavy.

Of course, the red marks disappeared quickly, leaving Osamu Dazai with no reason to continue.

Picking up the ingredients, taking out what is needed and stuffing what is not needed temporarily into the refrigerator, Fushin Yano rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

"Go out and sit down."

Seeing Osamu Dazai, who was sloppy and about to poke the crab a few times with his chopsticks, Fuxin Yano's tone was a bit tougher and he was thrown out.

Osamu Dazai, who went out but didn't sit down, leaned on the edge of the door and poked his head, his eyes flickering with Fushin Yano's movements like a cat staring at a small fish.

He blinked, wondering if he should learn how to cook?

"How about a crab croquette? Or do you want to eat the whole crab?"

Fengxin Yano turned back and asked him, the movements in his hands did not stop.

"All!"

Osamu Dazai held out a paw to show that he wanted both.

"I didn't buy that many, just choose one."

Fushin Yano replied lightly and delicately, making Osamu Dazai, who was leaning on the edge of the door, droop his ears. He hesitated, like a kitten choosing between a cat scratcher and a cardboard box.

Then he chose the former, not forgetting to put more cream.

Although those who were waiting to eat had no right to be picky, the sumptuous dishes satisfied the picky Osamu Dazai very much.

He complained to Fengxin Yaye about the staff restaurant of Ganghei, saying that the dishes in it except tempura were not eye-catching at all.

Fuxin Yano suspects that Osamu Dazai is implying that she can also add crab meat tempura to the dinner table.

"Eat without words."

Osamu Dazai paused when he heard this sentence, nodded obediently and stopped talking, but he was thinking in his heart, from whom did Yamano learn this old habit.

Well, it must be pretty boring, right?

Fuxin Yano, who didn't know that the teacher was dissed at all, packed up the tableware and prepared to wash it in the kitchen after eating.

Before she started to move, Osamu Dazai took over the job.

He quickly cleaned up the dishes on the table, then stuffed the cups and plates that had been cleaned up into the dishwasher, and then soaked the rag in water to wipe the table clean.

Well done.

Fushin Yano paused, feeling that there was something wrong with Osamu Dazai who offered to help with the work.

Obviously, basically no one cares about him and he will live like a magical creature. How can a guy who doesn't eat or drink and make people feel bad be so self-conscious?

Reasonable labor in exchange for equivalent remuneration.

What does Osamu Dazai want from her?

Or what do you want to know?

Thinking of what was wrong with Osamu Dazai in the afternoon, Fushin Yano had a feeling of "I'm really here waiting for her".

She compared in her heart what Osamu Dazai might need, such as information from various parties, the latest orders and so on.

It's just that these options were ruled out one by one, and Osamu Dazai wouldn't refuse to speak for these things.

What is there that Osamu Dazai wants to know but secretly doesn't want to mention in front of her?

Fushin Yano looked at the figure of Osamu Dazai frantically opening the dishwasher, and suddenly seemed to know something.

Chief Zai.

This is the source and opportunity of her encounter with Osamu Dazai.

It is an existence that has never been explicitly mentioned, although there is not much cover up in the weekdays.

Does Osamu Dazai care about this?

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