The morning sun slanted into the room and spread over the white single bed.

The mobile phone on the bedside table made a "jingling" sound, causing a slender hand to get out of the bed, picked up the mobile phone and threw it aside.

"Ouch-"

A scream came from the bed on the right. Dazai Osamu, who was naked except for the bandage around his waist, let out a scream and quickly bounced off the bed like a salted fish.

He gasped in aggrieved air while constantly rubbing his red forehead with his hands, and then looked at the mobile phone that had slipped from his head onto the quilt with tears in his eyes. The yellow duck with the "funny" expression kept mocking and provoking.

It was only at this time that Osamu Dazai realized what was going on and stared bitterly at the quivering bed beside him, Takenzai was obviously nestling inside and constantly sniggering.

Touching his brow that had been knocked red, and thinking about what happened last night, Osamu Dazai, who had new and old grudges welling up in his heart, exploded decisively.The more he thought about it, the more angry he threw the phone on the carpet next to him, then lifted Wu Jingzai's blanket, and threw himself on the man angrily.

No matter, I will crush you to death first!

Do justice for the heavens, and talk about it after you accept this monster! !

Faced with the current situation, Wu Zhenzai naturally wanted to resist.So a member of the middle and lower reaches of the port mafia supported the bed with his left hand and exerted force backwards. He wanted to retreat back quickly, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he was about to dodge.

But Osamu Dazai had been reincarnated after death after all, and Butanzai's little trick was suppressed by him in a few or two strokes.

Look at Osamu Dazai, who is kneeling on his body with his legs spread apart, Takenzai half-closed his eyes and licked his lips with a smile. feel.

Facing Buteizai's tingling expression, Dazai felt his tailbone subconsciously twitch as if electrified.

But he reacted immediately in the next second, and quickly pulled the pillow at the head of the bed to cover Wu Jingzai's face fiercely, and at the same time shouted: "What are you doing? Disturbing people's dreams."

And I hate pain the most, you hit me with your phone? !

court death! ! !

Covered, Butei Zai first used his hands to push and hold Dazai Osamu who was sitting on top of him, but after failing, he relaxed his muscles and slumped on the bed.

For about a quarter of an hour, watching Buteizai lying motionless and limp on the bed, Osamu Dazai tilted his head in doubt—this guy is really gone, right?

Thinking like this, Osamu Dazai tentatively threw the pillow in his hand to the side, and the next moment was a whirlwind...

Someone turned himself over and pressed himself on the bed, and his struggling hands were also pressed together and pressed above his head.

"Hey, Dazai, what are you going to do? Can we make peace?!" Looking at the face that kept getting closer, Dazai admitted defeat decisively with a twitch of his mouth.

As for the stubbornness to the end?

No, you think too much, the creature named Osamu Dazai has never had integrity.

So in this situation where it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage, Osamu Dazai was very self-aware and subdued.

It's just that the truce proposed here doesn't mean that Wu Zhenzai will accept it directly. Looking at the people under him, Wu Zhenzai's smile gradually becomes dangerous.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

Just as the two of them were in a stalemate, there was a sudden knock on the door of their room, and at the same time Kunikida Doppo's bright and high-pitched voice came in from outside: "Dazai, what are you doing? It's getting late now, It's time for you two to wake up!"

Facing this scene, Wu Detective Zai turned his head a little unhappily and gave a "tsk", then patted the hem of his clothes and got off the bed.

"Dazai, what are you doing? Why didn't you answer my call?" A familiar voice came from the door.

After seeing the door was opened, Kunikida Dopō began to babble and preach with his hands on his hips.

Faced with such a lecture, Buteizai, whose game time was interrupted, became impatient, leaned against the door and scratched his ear, and said, "Kunikida-kun, why are you so wordy today?!"

"Dazai, you..."

Kunikida Doppo's fingers were trembling, and he wanted to say something, he saw Buteizai's slightly gloomy expression, he stopped his mouth for some reason, sighed and turned his head helplessly, ". ...Forget it, whatever you want."

After saying this, he pinched his forehead, and said with a tired face: "Ah Dun and I are going to go to the commercial street to buy some medicines and supplies needed for survival in the wild, come here and ask if you want to go to business together Street trip?"

"After all, didn't Dazai say yesterday that his bandages were used up, and he needs to add new ones today?"

When he said this, Kunikida Doppo subconsciously raised his head and looked into the room.When he was about to look for Dazai Osamu, after seeing the scene in the room, his whole body froze all of a sudden, turning into a pale sculpture.

hiss--

Looking at the mobile phone thrown on the carpet in the room, the pillow that somehow flew to the ground, the messy blanket, and Osamu Dazai sitting on the bed with his upper body naked... the theater in the brain is constantly running Kunikida Doppo subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.

He looked at Buteizai in messy pajamas in front of him with a relaxed expression, took Atsushi Nakajima and quickly bowed and apologized, and then closed the door of the room with a snap.

"Hold, hug, I'm sorry! I didn't know you two were..." Kunikida Doppo's flustered voice came from outside the tightly closed door, "...you go on, you two Go on, I won't bother you anymore!" As soon as the voice fell, fragmentary footsteps followed.

"Mr. Kunikida, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting weird?"

Nakajima Atsushi's voice sounded, followed by Kunikida Doppo's slightly embarrassing words: "Children don't need to know so much. Dazai and the others have their own affairs to be busy with, and it is inconvenient for us to interfere."

"But you didn't say that before!"

"I said that's it! Well, don't talk too much, let's go directly to the commercial street."

Hearing the sound of walking away from the door, Butaizai turned his head and said to Osamu Dazai with a smile: "Hey, it seems like we have been completely misunderstood~"

As he said this, he lowered his eyelids slightly, his face was full of helplessness of being misunderstood and the annoyance of not knowing how to explain.Coupled with the other party's unique slender and beautiful youthful appearance, this one looks so pitiful to me, not to mention how lovable it is.

At least let his fanatical suitors see him, and don't want to be quiet for a while.

"Don't talk about it, it seems that you really have some reputation." Osamu Dazai cast a glance at Buteizai, then took off his pajama pants and began to change his clothes.

They are all Osamu Dazai, and they still know what kind of virtue they usually have. The so-called reputation has never existed in them.

Regarding Osamu Dazai's current behavior, Takenzai shrugged helplessly, then he went to the closet and took out the same shirts as his underwear and the sand-colored windbreaker he was wearing before. Jacket, and then openly unbuttoned the pajamas and began to change clothes.

Regarding the unanimous actions and unabashed attitude of these two people, if Kunikida Doppo was still present, he would probably feel that he is worthy of Dazai, this carefree and unavoidable appearance is really born to be unable to get the so-called The meaning of shame.

Just when the two of them were halfway through changing their clothes, Buteizai suddenly stepped forward and lightly poked the abdominal muscles on Dazai's waist with his fingers.

After that, he looked at Osamu Dazai with a surprised expression, and asked in a very exaggerated tone: "Okay, it's Osamu Dazai, how did you get your abdominal muscles?"

"If you want to say, I used to be the cadre of Mafia at the port, and I have received more complete training in this area than you. Even if I have long abdominal muscles, I should have long."

"How did it become that you, a literary worker who never leaves his pen, have a better figure than me? This is too unscientific!"

Facing Buteizai's sudden attack, Osamu Dazai yelled "It's so itchy, don't move around!" He slapped off the opponent's hand mercilessly, and then picked up the quilt to block himself.

Takenzai, who was slapped off his hand, pinched his stomach naturally, and found that the muscle lines on it were obviously not as deep as those on Osamu Dazai's body, and his cheeks puffed up a little "discouraged".

Then he stared at Dazai Osamu with a "sorrowful and resentful" expression, eagerly waiting for the other party's answer.

"When did you see that?" Osamu Dazai crossed his arms and asked back with a smile.

Listening to Takenzai's obvious probing, and seeing the confident expression on the other side, he knew that Takenzai was deliberately probing, and Dazai had no intention of pretending to be stupid.

Regarding Dazai Osamu's question, Takenzai did not directly say his answer, but took Dazai Osamu's right hand, and gently stroked the callus on the other's middle finger with an affectionate and gentle gesture.

Then he pressed Osamu Dazai's right hand on his chest, and said with the characteristic accent of an opera singer: "Isn't this very obvious? Whether it's the marks left on your body, or when you go to the store or go shopping. The magazines and books on the shelves and the attention of those few bookstores fully show this point."

"Regardless of what your occupation is, judging from the traces left after holding a pen for a long time, it must have something to do with literature."

Osamu Dazai did not break free from Buteizai's shackles, but meandered upwards along his strength, and finally stopped on the other's cheek that was exactly the same as his own.

After dawdling for a few times, he pressed his face closer to Wu Detective Zai, feeling in a trance that he could feel the heat from each other's breath intertwined.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became ambiguous, but the two Dazai who were involved did not notice this, and they don't know whether they were really so slow that they didn't notice it or they were pretending to be innocent.

In the end, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I am indeed a writer with a slight reputation, but this does not prevent me from doing other extra work while writing, right?"

"Just like Natsume Soseki, I heard that his literary works can change human life?!"

The author has something to say: This is an addition to 4000+ collections, and the next normal update will be released at 21:[-] p.m.

Why, why, I obviously want to write about them going to school together to explore new clues, but I can't stop when I write about the plot of Shuangzai T^T? ! !

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