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Gojo Satoru has always known that Osamu Dazai has a delicate appearance, and it is no exaggeration to call him a handsome boy, and perhaps it has something to do with his birth and upbringing. Osamu Dazai also has a special temperament that is different from ordinary people, which cannot be used Described in specific words, it seems to have a classical charm that needs to be precipitated over time, although most of the time he behaves like a salted fish waiting to die without any pursuit.

The body of Dazai Osamu who turned into a magic spirit stayed at the age of seventeen or eighteen years old, his skeleton was not fully developed and a little thin, and his slender figure didn't feel out of place when he wore a skirt.

Since no makeup was applied on his face, his masculine heroism was not concealed on his delicate features. Although he was beautiful at first glance, he would not mistake his gender.

So in the end, what appeared in front of Gojo Satoru was a beautiful boy in a JK uniform, and the other party was still asking him if he liked it.

I don't know whether Dazai Osamu was lazy or did it on purpose, but such a contradictory and harmonious combination has more impact. When he walks on the street, it is estimated that there is a ninety-nine percent return rate. Of course, the premise is that others can see him.

"..." Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide, as if he had been hit by a stiff bullet falling from the sky, he was so shocked that he lost his voice.

The last time he experienced this scene that made him feel struck by lightning seemed to be when he was hit by a ten-year rocket. Although the time and place were different, the target was the same.

But this guy who acted recklessly on the tip of his heart without saying hello continued to ask as if he was not satisfied: "Can you be more enthusiastic about me now? Teacher Wutiao."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

What he said in the afternoon spontaneously appeared in his mind——

/"If you are also a beautiful lady, I can be more enthusiastic about you."/

So did he mean to ask Osamu Dazai to wear women's clothing?Gojo Satoru, who fell into deep doubt, couldn't help asking himself.

No, normal people don't think so, do they?

Since it's not his problem, then...

"Aren't you..." He stuck in his shell, and found that he couldn't find an exact word to describe Osamu Dazai, and murmured awkwardly, "Isn't it... a bit too much?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai twitched his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up very beautifully, "Isn't this the hobby of Wujo teacher? Otherwise, why did you buy me so many skirts earlier?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Why buy a dress?Of course it was for revenge on this brat!I can still vividly remember his deflated expression back then!Not to mention how cool it is to see it for myself!

So why is he suddenly wearing a skirt now?Gojo Satoru affirms that Osamu Dazai has a bad personality, but he doesn't have any strange hobbies other than bandages and suicide.

Looking at the black-haired curse spirit so close at hand, Wujo Wu felt extremely complicated, but it was undeniable that he already had the answer vaguely.

Osamu Dazai is indeed unbelievably smart, but this smartness is not without price. The more we get along with each other, the more we understand. Even Gojo Satoru doesn't need to deliberately seek proof, and he can guess some of Dazai Osamu's past life trajectory. His preference for suicide didn't come after he became a curse spirit, but it was already like this when he was a human being.No wonder he is obsessed with death, because it is very likely that he will not find the meaning of living.

Judging from Osamu Dazai's acting style, it seems that he has long been used to treating everything as a pawn in his hand, and if necessary, he is not hesitant to turn himself into a pawn on the chessboard.

Gojo Satoru doesn't like people who wantonly use others as pawns. This kind of people always have various reasons that seem to be necessary, but in fact they are cold-blooded and selfish. They do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. Usually they are willing to sacrifice others for their own selfishness. ——those rotten oranges are an extreme example of such people.

However, facing Osamu Dazai, he found that he couldn't hate it. Even facing the boy in the skirt in front of him, he held his breath for a whole day like a balloon that was about to explode but was suddenly untied—it was intact, But it completely leaked again.

And this must have been expected by Osamu Dazai without a doubt, but Gojo Satoru did not resist as in the afternoon, so what if his mind was guessed, in fact he did not try to hide it, it might as well be that this was his purpose, but Osamu Dazai acted as he wished - and that was enough.

Osamu Dazai cannot use common sense to infer and judge.

...Although the way he used it was too "surprised".

The process of contemplation seemed long, but in fact it only took two or three seconds. Wutiao Wutiao looked back at the black-haired curse spirit who had been quietly watching him during this period, and then heaved a long sigh.

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai laughed again, "Don't be angry, Mr. Gojo? I really won't make my own claims next time, and I must follow your orders before acting~"

"Forget it," Gojo Satoru would not believe this kind of nonsense, although he decided to be a little more patient with this lying, defensive and cunning guy, but the necessary warning is still necessary, "I don't care what you want to do , What to do, you can sell it if you want, I don't bother to ask, I will cooperate if I need to cooperate, but you know my bottom line."

However, what appears to be a warning is actually a great freedom.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, as if he was a little surprised, he looked him inquiringly, and then asked, "Does Teacher Wujo trust me so much?"

"Are you moved?"

Dazai Osamu looked thoughtful, "It seems that you really like my outfit, in fact, female high school students are also within your scope of mate selection, right? This is all so insane~"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Sure enough, once it comes to this kind of sensitive topic that touches the real, this guy starts to talk about the train and lose his tune.

"There's a question I've been meaning to ask for a long time," Gojo Satoru said.

"what?"

"Why are you wearing a bandage?"

"Well... everyone has their own hobbies~"

Gojo Satoru didn't care about Dazai Osamu's perfunctory, just said: "Oh, then I advise you not to entangle you next time you wear a skirt."

"Huh? Why?"

Wujo Wu leaned over and said with a smile, "Because it's easy to provoke perverts."

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched: "...There should be no next time."

"Don't, I like it very much. There are so many skirts at home. You can change them every day after you go back."

Osamu Dazai also laughed: "It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. If Mr. Wujo is willing to wear it with me, I can do it."

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment, then nodded, "No problem, as long as you like it too, oh, and, I prefer pink."

"..." Osamu Dazai couldn't help imagining the scene of Wujo Wu wearing a pink skirt. Although Wujo Wu's face is very good-looking, it doesn't mean that his tall figure of 190 and above will look good in a skirt. On the contrary, maybe It will be very eye-catching... After all, there is a terrible word called King Kong Barbie.

The two are barely evenly matched in terms of the lower limit of morality, and they both know the cheeky truth of "as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed", but is it necessary to abuse your own eyes?

Osamu Dazai shuddered, and shook off the horrible picture in his mind, "Forget it, Mr. Wujo, who is a minority like this, is still a lonely person. I'm afraid I won't be so lucky to appreciate it." He said very seriously, because if If you are not serious, the other party may really be able to do it.

Gojo Satoru chuckled twice, "That's really a pity."

It's not a pity at all, Osamu Dazai slandered, and decided to change the topic, "Is Mr. Gojo busy at night?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Play games with me~ There is a difficult level of ACT game that is a two-player mode!"

"Oh," Gojo Satoru responded slowly, his eyes gliding across Dazai Osamu calmly, "Where are we going to play?"

"Just your room~ I've brought the game console over."

"..."

So you're going to play games on my bed in this dress?

Gojo Satoru couldn't tell whether Dazai Osamu did it on purpose or not.

After thinking about it several times in his mind, he finally chose to acquiesce without saying anything.

So for the next time, the two sat side by side at the head of the bed and played games.

The hotel, the bed, the man in a bathrobe, and the boy in a JK uniform, the combination of these four elements is really hard to avoid, but the two actually played the game for nearly three hours. , it was almost eleven o'clock.

Gojo Satoru looked down at Dazai lying on the bed, "Okay, I'm going to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Oh." Dazai replied lazily.

Gojo Satoru leaned over him, "Why, do you want to stay?"

Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked at him, sat up suddenly, and said seriously, "No, Mr. Gojo grinds his teeth and snores."

Gojo Satoru: "?" He stretched out his hand to hold the other person's ankle, and pulled back someone who was moving forward, with a bad tone, "Say it again?"

Osamu Dazai experienced for the first time what it means to grab the bed with his head, and he was dragged back by his legs.He narrowed his eyes, and using this posture, he turned around and kicked!

Osamu Dazai's physical skills are not good, that's when facing Chuya of the Central Plains, he is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

It's a pity that Gojo Satoru is not an ordinary person. Without even blinking his eyes, he easily grasped the opponent's other long leg. Once he exerted force on his wrist, Dazai Osamu was as immobile as a fish on a chopping board, and was immediately lightly Easily dragged in front of him again.

But Gojo Satoru was quite proud, just like after winning a game, he raised his chin, "Are you convinced?"

Osamu Dazai remained silent.

"Say something nice and let you go."

Still no movement.

——what's the matter?

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, and poked his head out curiously to see the other person's expression at the moment, but unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai took advantage of the gap and stepped on his shoulder with force.

Gojo Satoru's movements paused, and he quickly pressed down on the hem of the opponent's skirt, but it was useless. Dazai Osamu's skirt was too short. If there was a third party present in this posture, they would definitely think it was inappropriate for children. Prelude.

"What are you doing, you are not allowed to lift your legs while wearing a skirt!"

Wujo Wu's lips moved, his eyes were very upright and gentlemanly, and he didn't look around.

Osamu Dazai showed no expression, looked at him carefully, turned over with a soft snort, got off the bed, and walked outside.

"Since Wutiao teacher is not angry anymore, then my task is complete, bye."

Soon, the door was gently closed.

Wujo Wu was left alone in a daze.

——So what happened to this brat all of a sudden?