Ability name The Tale of Genji

When Osamu Dazai opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the bed.The fluffy and clean starched sheets, the light fragrance floating in the air, every plant is trying to stretch its branches and leaves... In such an environment, Osamu Dazai slowly closed his eyes again.

Want to sleep a little longer.

"Mr. Dazai, Mr. Dazai?"

However, someone insisted on calling him up, even if he was ignored at first, he still persisted.Osamu Dazai endured for a while, and was forced to open his eyes.

"When is it?"

"It has been two hours since you fell into a coma with a fever. If the fever continues, you may have problems. Please take the medicine first."

"……Do not."

"..."

"Then I'll call Mr. Sen and ask him to take care of you."

This is too cruel, Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes and sat up reluctantly.

The bandages had been changed, the clothes were probably still drying, and the hair was dried.Yuan Xiwu took a thicker haori and put it on for him. After he put it on, he picked up the thermometer with the other hand.

"Mr. Dazai, please open your mouth."

"...Ah woo."

Even with the thermometer in his mouth, Osamu Dazai was not idle.He looked at Yuan Xiwu who was going back and forth between several rooms, busy with clothes and looking for medicine, and asked a little vaguely.

"Did you help me change my clothes?"

At the mention of this, Yuan Xiwu wanted to sigh.

"I just wanted to help you wipe your hair, but I didn't expect you to be confused and feel uncomfortable in your wet clothes, so you started taking them off at the door."

Recalling that scene, Yuan Xiwu's eyes can be called disillusionment, the god-like Mr. Dazai is dead to him!

"I tried to stop you, you struggled a bit, and the 'boom' hit the door frame."

"...But my head doesn't hurt."

"You're fine, the door frame is cracked."

"..."

Osamu Dazai glanced over the door frame temporarily fixed by transparent glue, and moved away silently.

It seems that Mr. Dazai will not lose.

It was almost time, Yuan Xiwu shook off the water on his hand, and took out the thermometer that Mr. Dazai was holding in his mouth to check the temperature.The temperature remained high, and it seemed that he would not be able to lower it any longer. He took injections and fever medicine from the medicine box.

Get an injection, take medicine, or let Mr. Mori come over to persuade him.

After receiving an injection, the medicine was so bitter that Dazai lay down on the bed with a heartbroken heart.

"You are not afraid of me now..."

Because I am disillusioned!The cracked door frame!Soaked floors!Laundry to do!Now when he sees Mr. Dazai, he can think of a lot of tearing things.

The most important thing is that he has to go to work tomorrow!nightmare!

"But..." Osamu Dazai turned over and looked at Yuan Xiwu who was arranging the medicine box with his head on one hand, "It doesn't look like you're afraid of Mr. Mori anymore?"

Because the villain needs to be tortured by the villain, thinking that Mr. Dazai and Mr. Mori can be positive and negative, Yuan Xiwu almost couldn't hold back the desire to make a phone call, and suddenly used the idea of ​​science to use the reversal technique!

Of course, these words must not be said out loud, so Yuan Xiwu kept silent.While tidying up the medicine box, he suddenly discovered that there were two white pills on the cleaned floor, in the gap between the floor and the bed.

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

He slowly raised his head to look at Dazai-san.

Mr. Dazai, are you a cat?Actually vomited medicine secretly!

Staring at Mr. Dazai swallowing the pills earnestly, Yuan Xiwu hung up the washed clothes to dry, and the coat can be sent to wash on the way to work tomorrow, which is another expense.

Yuan Xiwu: Choked up.

Go to bed first, you can still sleep for three hours.

Osamu Dazai, who really took the medicine, huddled under the blanket unhappily.

"I'm going to sleep, you can go out now."

Yuan Xiwu: "...?"

This is the only room in the apartment!For the convenience of living and the low rent, he chose this apartment after thousands of choices within the scope permitted by Mr. Mori. It is more than enough for one person to live in. Now Mr. Dazai is added to make it crowded.

"...Mr. Dazai, at least allow me to make a floor in the room."

"..."

Suddenly, Yuan Xiwu realized that they were Mafia, and they were wary of their companions.A resourceful person like Mr. Dazai must be more vigilant. Maybe if you share a room with him, you will be unable to sleep because of your vigilance, which is not good for your condition.

"I'm very sorry, I completely forgot, and I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well. Can I be outside the room? Will it arouse your vigilance?"

"Forget it, here it is."

"……what?"

"It's paved right here."

As Osamu Dazai said, he turned over on the bed and turned his back to Genyugiri.Yuan Xiwu, who had already planned to go to the Mafia building in the port in the rain, breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if this would cause Mr. Dazai to sleep badly, but Mr. Dazai was willing to say this, and he was deeply moved.

Does this mean that Mr. Dazai recognized him as a companion?

While thinking this way, Yuan Xiwu fell asleep at the speed of light as soon as his head touched the pillow.

After a while, Osamu Dazai turned around.The fever medicine took effect, and he was a little sleepy, but he still had something to say about Mr. Mori's next plan.However, he only saw Yuan Xiwu huddled up in the quilt, breathing evenly, apparently in a deep sleep.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

It seems that you were the one who raised Mafia's wariness at the beginning, right?You are the one who sleeps the most soundly now!

"Yuan Xiwu." He called out the other party's full name, lowered his hand from the bed to poke, Yuan Xiwu frowned slightly, and soon relaxed again, the quality of sleep was frighteningly good.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He didn't give up and didn't believe in evil, this time he stretched out half of his arm, poking!

"Hm...hmm?" Yuan Xiwu finally opened his eyes and said vaguely, "...Mr. Dazai?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Absolutely, he felt he could sell Slug's men now.

"Go to bed with you."

"……Well."

Really asleep, too unsuspecting, and don't know how slugs teach.

or……

Osamu Dazai's eyes darkened.

Have you trusted him completely?

***

Why did things become like this?

Yuan Xiwu stared blankly at the ceiling.

He didn't dare to turn his head at all now, because judging from the touch under his body, he was no longer on the ground, but on the bed.He now suspects that he sleepwalked and crawled into bed in the middle of the night, which led to this embarrassing situation, but what to do... Mr. Dazai is still asleep next to him!

At that moment, Yuan Xiwu had already imagined [-] ways to die.

What is the crime of offending a cadre?

Yuan Xiwu sneaked a glance to the side, slightly curly hair scattered on the pillow, Mr. Dazai's hair color is not strictly black, but very dark brown, and the bandage is a little loose, but it still looks the same Sleep soundly, he can still live!

Gently moving out of bed, Yuan Xiwu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the ringing of the phone completely broke the tranquility of the morning.

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

died.

Mr. Dazai on the bed has already started to turn over, and Genyuki, who touched the phone, wanted to hang up quickly, but when he saw the name of the caller——

【Senior Zhong Ye】.

He picked it up reflexively.

"Hey, Yugi!"

On working days, the senior's voice is always so energetic. This voice has inspired Yuan Xiwu to start a day's work happily on countless working days, but now, Yuan Xiwu is almost like an enemy.He replied in a low voice as much as possible, for fear of waking Mr. Dazai who was still asleep.

"Predecessor, senior?"

"Hey, why is your voice so low?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little puzzled, but he didn't particularly care about such details, so he simply said, "Some commission documents have been sent to your mailbox, and they will probably be used in the afternoon, please gone."

"Yes, senior, I will send it to the office for you after verification."

"Thanks for your hard work."

It should have ended so smoothly, but when Yuan Xiwu took the phone away from his ear, did Chuya Zhongyuan hang up at any time——

"Who... called early in the morning..."

Osamu Dazai who was woken up was extremely dissatisfied. He felt that Genyuki Kiri next to him had gotten up, so he rolled happily to the side, occupying the entire bed.

"If you don't sleep anymore, the whole bed will be mine."

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

Chuya Nakahara on the other end of the phone: "...bed???"

Yuan Xiwu realized at that moment, it turned out that he did not come up by sleepwalking in the middle of the night, but Mr. Dazai moved him up for no reason.It was nothing at all, and he would have been deeply moved under other circumstances, but now he can't be moved at all!

"This voice..." Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the familiar tone, and his cobalt blue eyes slowly opened wide.

"Is this voice the mackerel?!"

Yuan Xiwu closed his eyes.

died.

"Hey! Yugiri! What's going on? Are you still at home? Why is that guy...!" Nakahara Chuya, who suddenly raised his voice, suddenly figured it out. At first he was shocked, then his face turned red, and finally he was furious.

"I understand! I understand!"

"That bastard must have lied to you! Don't be afraid! Wait there! I'll... immediately rush over to crush that guy!"

"Don't be afraid! I will make that bastard pay the price!"

Hanging up the phone, Yuan Xiwu took a deep breath, he felt that he still had to tell Mr. Dazai the sad news.

Osamu Dazai also opened his eyes because of that very recognizable timbre.

"...Slug? His phone call?"

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

In the end, Yuan Xiwu couldn't bear it, although the cause of everything was that Mr. Dazai came over in the middle of the night and later moved him to bed who was laying on the floor, but he has always been very grateful to Mr. Dazai.So he quickly found a pen and paper, and sat down beside the bed in pain.

"Mr. Dazai." There were tears in his eyes, "Do you have anything else to say? You can give it to anyone, and I will record it for you."

"Speaking of which, is this the refreshing and vigorous way you want to die?"

Certainly not!

Osamu Dazai's brain, which has been running at high speed, was rarely freed. He was silent for a while, and hooked his fingers to Yuan Yuwu.

"Come here, I probably guessed Mr. Sen's next plan."

This is what I thought of when it was raining last night. Not to mention [-]% or [-]%, it is [-]% sure.

Before he had time to say it, Yuan Xiwu became more and more teary.

"Mr. Dazai, so that saying is true, you are still thinking about me at this moment."

"...What colloquial saying?"

"'A man who is about to die speaks well.'"

"..."

Hearing a loud bang, the door frame barely maintained by scotch tape was smashed to pieces with the door. Gravity made his eyes glow red, and his orange hair fluttered in the furious aura. When he stepped in, the ground began to crack.

"To-zai-!!!"