How to put on the character of Wen Haozai in front of Buteizai

When they walked to the back warehouse, Wu Jingzai saw a pile of books stacked on the third shelf.It looked like some old books, piled up in a mess and with a thin layer of dust on the surface.

It is conceivable that if you pick one of the books out of the pile, you will probably leave a clear fingerprint on the book.

"Are the old newspapers and magazines piled up over there?" Looking at the proprietress leading the way in front, Wu Jingzai suddenly pointed to the direction of the third row of shelves and asked.

The proprietress stopped in her tracks and looked back, then made a contemplative expression.

She raised her right index finger, made a few circles in the air, and then lightly put it on the side of her right chin, "The newspapers and magazines on our side that have passed the time will be disposed of..." The proprietress paused, then added as if remembering something: "I remember these books seem to be collected by my grandparents..."

However, neither my parents nor myself have much interest in these things, so I just put them here to collect dust.

"Then do you mind if I pick a few books out of it and buy them?"

Osamu Dazai, who was standing behind Butei Zai, pressed the opponent's shoulder, and then poked his head out with a smile, "Although there are a lot of books in the library, but because there are too many books, I don't know how to choose! Just right You have some old books here, let me have a try and enjoy the fun of panning for gold~"

"Then please do it!" The proprietress nodded casually, and then put down the shelf that was stacked with picnic tools.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai and Butanzai walked to the pile of old books, and Butanzai followed his heart to choose the strange books that he liked from the group of old books, and Osamu Dazai took the book that he had been eyeing for a long time. One book was brought out among other old books.

After the selection, they returned to the proprietress's side and helped each other carry the picnic tools down together.

After shopping, they took their rented car and happily drove towards the foot of the mountain.

They soon reached the foot of the mountain. This place looked like an ordinary mountain with a relatively beautiful environment, and the birds were chirping on the trees.

After getting off the car, Osamu Dazai looked forward, it was a forest surrounded by dense trees, but at the edge there was a winding path that seemed to have just been opened, leading all the way to the depths of the forest.

Then they walked in together along the trail, and about two or three ten minutes later, a fork in the road appeared in front of them.

The path on the right turns into the depths of the forest, while the direction of the opposite path on the left reveals a faint sound of rustling water.

Hearing this voice, Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, and then made a rational opinion: "It is more important to find a water source that can be used when living in the wild. I think the right side should be a stream or a river. It is better to choose that direction! "

After all, there are a lot of people present, so if you bring enough water at once, you don't have to think about the tools for survival in the wild.

Therefore, the few bottles of mineral water they carried in this group could not last long at all, and they would all be used up in 1 to 3 hours at most.

"Since you have an idea, let's go straight away!" Osamu Dazai didn't have the heart to chatter here, grabbed Buteizai's hand and walked along the path on the right .

Just as they imagined, there is a clear stream on the right, and fish swimming in the stream can be seen.

On the edge of the creek is a row of neatly planted willow trees. The breeze blows gently, and the white catkins fall from the sky profusely.

Osamu Dazai sneezed a little, stretched out his hand to catch a catkin, then sniffed his nose with a reddish face and joked: "If there are people who are allergic to catkins, then I really can't stay in this place~ "

"You're not talking about yourself, are you? I think you seem very uncomfortable..." Takenzai complained, then approached Osamu Dazai's cheek and stared at the reddish tip of his nose .

Osamu Dazai pushed the person away with a smile, then turned his head and sneezed again, "It's not that I'm allergic, it's just that I accidentally inhaled catkins in my nose, and now I still feel a little congested..." But In fact, it doesn't matter much, just get it out.

Takenzai nodded, then took off the bandage on his wrist, and tightly wrapped it around Dazai's nose.

After wrapping it up, he nodded in satisfaction to Osamu Dazai, who only showed a pair of eyes and a mouth, and said in that relaxed and cheerful tone: "It's done, you don't need to worry now!"

Osamu Dazai cast a helpless glance at Buteizai, and then continued to walk up along the creek.

Forget it, at least I didn't turn into a mummy directly...

Even with only one pair of eyes...

As long as those passionate eyes are still there, my charm will not be affected, and I will still be the most charming cub on the road!

Osamu Dazai is full of obsessive confidence in himself.

As they walked, perhaps due to the difference in altitude, the surrounding area gradually became foggy.

"Don't worry everyone, this fog doesn't seem to affect our vision..."

Finding that their visibility was still ten meters away, Kunikida Doppo let go of his guard and shouted loudly: "But just in case, it's better for everyone to stay close together!"

Although the others didn't answer immediately, their actions towards each other showed their attitudes.

They continued to walk for more than ten minutes, and before Edogawa Ranpo's patience was about to run out, they successfully escaped from the foggy area.

"It's finally out, Lord Ranbu is almost bored to death!" the black-haired young man complained, and then tapped his back lightly with his right fist.

Then his eyes lit up, he skipped across a meadow of flowers, and ran quickly under a tree.

He stared eagerly at the red fruit on the tree, then turned to Fukuzawa Yukichi and said, "President, President, Ranpo-sama wants to eat this!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned slightly, then walked under the tree with his hands folded, and looked up at the red fruit on the tree, as if he was trying to tell whether it was edible or not.

He compared them one by one in his mind, and found that he couldn't find the red fruit, then turned his head to Edogawa Ranpo to confirm again.

"Ranpo, I'm not sure whether this fruit is poisonous or not, are you sure you want to eat this?" Fukuzawa Yukichi's usual pale face brought a hint of melancholy.

Edogawa Ranpo nodded again, and then acted like a dissatisfied child: "This food is edible, and the taste is very good...So, President, Ranpo-sama will Eat this fruit!"

When Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo were talking, Osamu Dazai felt something quickly rubbing against his ankle.

Because of the fast time, he didn't know what kind of touch it was when his ankle was rubbed, he only knew that it was a very slender thing.

Osamu Dazai: ...Is there a snake? !

He was frightened and jumped ten meters high, and then jumped directly onto Nakahara Nakaya next to him, his legs tightly clamped the opponent's waist, and then curled up like a shrimp.

If not, his long legs with nowhere to rest would drag directly to the ground.

Nakahara Chuya was hugged tightly before he could react at first. When he realized what happened and wanted to throw him out, he found that Butei who had heard the movement at some point Zai turned his head and showed a smile as if he was bathing in the spring breeze.

Osamu Dazai: Help qwq!

Nakahara Chuya: emm, let me go! !

Buteizai: Can you put Shuji down [Bright smile.jpg]?

Nakahara Chuya: His expression is getting stiff.jpg

The orange-haired young man felt as if he had been caught and raped by his ex-wife, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and he didn't know how to let go of his embarrassing hands and feet.

Zhongyuan Zhong also struggled desperately, wanting to grab the person on his body directly, but Dazai Osamu didn't know why he hugged him so tightly, and even silently enlarged his arms after realizing his struggle. The strength of the legs.

Wu Jingzai's expression became even more frenzied.

Looking at the scene of the Shura field, Kunikida Doppo silently wiped off the sweat from the edge of his cheeks, and then took a step back.

Then he saw the Tanizaki brothers and sisters sitting side by side by the stream, taking off the socks on their feet and dipping their feet into the cold stream water to play together.

...does this make people feel better? !

Kunikida Doppo, who was fed bite after bite of dog food, and then brutally suffered in the Shura field, felt that he was out of tune with the atmosphere of the scene, and then silently shrank to Tianshan Hanadai's side, and said to him in a tone of bitterness and hatred : "It's great that you haven't changed!"

Promised friends go together for life, whoever leaves the order first is the dog......

As a result, these guys just kept feeding me dog food, and they didn't talk about friendship at all.

"Well, I actually have a dream girl..." Understanding Kunikida's implication, Tayama Hanabou shyly delivered the final blow.

quadrakill! ! !

Kunikida Doppo, who was hit by the blow, had a grim expression on his face, and suddenly threw himself in front of Tianshan Hanabou, pressing on the opponent's shoulder and shaking constantly, "When did this happen? Why I don't know..."

"Come on, last week..." Tian Shan Hanadai foamed from the head after being shaken dizzily.

Just when Kunikida Doppo wanted to ask more clearly, a gloating and teasing voice sounded: "Pfft, a bunch of singles~"

Well, who is it? !

Kunikida Doppo, who was ridiculed, stopped his hands and stared at the place where the sound came from with a pair of dead fish eyes.

The author has something to say: I suddenly found that according to the current progress, it should be the end of this month or the beginning of next month, and this book will be finished?

The next book I plan to open is the one in Ifton, and I haven’t written the manuscript yet