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The light cast a warm halo on Gojo Satoru's body, outlining his impeccable outline, but it was obviously a pleasing picture, but he frowned slightly.

"Why is Mr. Wujo not happy? Haven't you forgiven me yet?" Osamu Dazai put the mug aside and looked at him with his head tilted, because he hugged the pillow and his cheeks puffed up slightly as he pressed the pillow, which was very cute Suspect, "I have apologized."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes, Xin Dao said that although he was really angry before, the reason for his sulking is not the same now.

By nature, Gojo Satoru seldom considers other people's moods and thoughts, let alone caring and being considerate. The person in front of him is an exception, perhaps the only exception.

But he still finds it difficult, even though he has expelled the wetness and coldness from Dazai Osamu and stuffed him into a warm bed, even though Dazai Osamu no longer trembles, it is absolutely impossible for Dazai Osamu to recover as he is showing now normal.

The mantra will not feel cold, even if it is a thunderstorm, he will tremble only because of psychological reasons.

Gojo Satoru stared at him, with all his thoughts rarely showing on his face, and asked again: "Apology is useful? Why don't you tell me what happened honestly."

He asked very directly, because euphemism is useless, if Osamu Dazai is not willing, no one can pry the words out of his mouth.

"Hmm..." Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai pondered for a while, as if he was organizing his words, but before Gojo Satoru pricked up his ears, he heard him say again, "Forget it, it's too complicated , too lazy to talk about it."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Osamu Dazai ignored someone's staring dissatisfaction, stretched his waist, placed the pillow in his arms on the head of the bed, patted it, and finally leaned on it comfortably, before continuing: "It's not as good as me Tell you something else."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, "What else?"

"You've always wanted to know." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slyly, "The person I once said was 'very strong', he is my friend~"

Gojo Satoru really wanted to know, but he didn't expect to hear it at this time. He was half surprised and half uneasy. All the abnormalities of Osamu Dazai gave him a feeling that he couldn't grasp it, because it was unpredictable, so it was hard to understand. Bear.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about his silence, and thought of something, he said: "Oh, thinking about it this way, in fact, I and Mr. Gojo are quite similar in a certain sense—both have a close friend, and that close friend is dead."

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and a sentence that Osamu Dazai once said subconsciously appeared in his mind-in my words, if a good friend wants to destroy the world, I might even help out with suggestions.

"...How did you die?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, seemed to understand what Gojo Satoru really wanted to ask, and replied with a smile, "I didn't kill him...but in fact it's pretty much the same."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and the light cast shadows through his eyelashes, "He died because of me."

Gojo Satoru looked at him, and suddenly wanted to rub his head, or hug him, but in the end he just asked in a low voice, "What's his name?"

"Oda Sakunosuke, his surname is Oda, but I like to call him Oda Saku. He is a very special person. He is obviously a mafia, but he doesn't kill a single person. He has such a strong skill, but he is willing to stay at the bottom... " Dazai Osamu's tone was soft and smiling, as if he was talking about something proud, "Also, he likes to write novels, and he also said that he will become a novelist after he leaves the mafia... "

He paused for a while, before Gojo Gojo asked, Dazai Osamu changed the subject and continued: "I originally thought that people like him should be able to live to be a hundred years old. I even thought that he should bring the novel to the Drinking in front of my grave, telling me what book has been published recently, at least it won’t be like this, he was the one who died first.”

"He doesn't pose any threat to the mafia, but I am the one who does." He smiled a bit, with a mocking tone, "I understand what my former boss thinks, because he taught me that too, see Those who cannot see through cannot be kept, and the knife that cannot be grasped would rather be broken than to take it. But the former leader did not kill me, which can be solved with a single sentence... He made a big detour and attacked Oda .”

Osamu Dazai's voice became softer and softer, "In the end, he was superior in skills, and everything went as he wished."

"And I lost everything."

Osamu Dazai thought that he would not reveal anything about Oda to anyone, at least he would not tell anyone about the dirty games that were secretly unknown and his embarrassment like a bereaved dog.

But when he really said it, he found that it didn't seem that difficult. His heart was so calm that he was surprised. It seemed that all the nightmares that kept him awake at night were washed away with the river.

But he knew it wasn't, he just developed some kind of resistance during the tens of hours alone, because even the avalanche that would overwhelm a person would force one to get used to it if there were too many times.

Osamu Dazai looked at the white-haired man who had been listening silently, "I'm done."

"Okay." Gojo Wujo responded, and then suddenly stretched out his hand to pull half of the thin quilt over his body, "It's getting late, let's go to bed first."

Osamu Dazai was stunned, "...um."

Gojo Satoru then turned off the light, and the two lay down.

The rain was still pattering, making the house even quieter.

Osamu Dazai looked at the ceiling in the darkness and asked, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

"Yes, a lot." Wujo Satoru said, "I want to know what you have experienced today, but you won't tell me."

"So you're still mad about it."

"That's not true, although I'm really a little upset..." Gojo Satoru said, "But you can say it if you want, and if you don't want to...it doesn't matter, anyway, no matter what difficulties you encounter, I will help you."

"Oh? Is this a promise from the strongest magician?" Osamu Dazai chuckled.

"Yes." Wujo Wu affirmed.

If you were asked to destroy the world, would you go too?

Osamu Dazai sighed silently, and didn't take this thoughtless promise to heart, and continued to tease with a smile: "Mr. Wujo is too busy to take care of himself, so why don't he take care of other people's affairs?"

"You are none other than...and you will help me."

"Huh? How do I remember that this is a deal? You found a way to exorcise me and give me a certain amount of trust, and I can be used by you to fight against the enemy... Speaking of it, I suffered a big loss. After all, the Exorcism Curse Spirit is your duty as a conjurer."

It is indeed my duty to exorcise the curse spirit in the five ways of enlightenment, but it is also my right to choose whether to exorcise the curse spirit. As long as I don’t want to, no one can pass me and make you disappear...

He turned sideways to Dazai Zhi, and said with a smile: "So, kind and kind student Dazai, you must continue to show your kindness and help me, a miserable teacher of the people who is alone, helpless and betrayed by the enemy, or I will Those little chickens will be miserable."

"Mr. Wujo's misery is really hard to describe. It doesn't look like it at all..." Osamu Dazai was speechless, "And are you admitting that you are a chicken mother?"

"Let's not talk about me, in their hearts, your current status is not much different from mine."

"It's a big problem to believe in a curse spirit casually."

"Although they are a little naive, they are not so stupid as to believe in any curse spirit." Wujo Wu said, "The reason why they trust you easily is mainly because... I believe in you."

"..." Osamu Dazai suddenly lost his voice, and after a long time, he said softly, "You are really contradictory, you clearly said don't believe me."

"Because you are not trustworthy at all." Gojo Satoru said, pointing out Dazai Osamu's faults, "Duplicate appearance and inconsistency, rhetoric, sweet words, false positives and false positives... and like to deceive oneself and others with duplicity. More liars and cheaters."

Osamu Dazai: "..." Why are you so good at Chinese at this time? !

Osamu Dazai was suddenly not happy. Knowing his own shortcomings is one thing, but it is another thing for others to expose them. Besides, since he can be deceived, it can only show that those people are idiots!

He was memorizing the little book of "Wu Tiao Wu Tiao Wu boldly speaks ill of himself", only to hear the person speak again——

"By the way, I also want to know your past life trajectory. Besides your best friend Oda Saku, what else? You said before that you seem to have a good background, so why did you join the mafia? You call the former leader, you mean you Have you already quit? But it is understandable, after all, if it were me, it would not be too much for me to kill him directly."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Why did he bother to ask what's wrong with this guy?

"There's no reason," Osamu Dazai thought for a while, and said, "I joined because I was bored. There's nothing to say about my life trajectory, it's as dull as you can imagine... Don't talk about it, didn't you say you were going to sleep?"

So that Sakunosuke Oda is the only bright spot in your lackluster life?My eyes light up when I talk about him.Gojo Satoru stared at Osamu Dazai, secretly thinking, so today's emotional breakdown is also related to him?

Gojo Satoru always felt that something was wrong, Dazai Osamu's tone was more like stating something that had happened in the past, no matter how sad it was, it had happened after all.But his reaction was more like he suddenly lost control after learning what just happened...

What is it?

Gojo Satoru couldn't guess for the time being, so he could only continue to wait patiently.

"Well, I'm asleep. Come here and let me hug you," he said.

Osamu Dazai: "...you can't sleep yourself?"

"I'm afraid of the dark, I can't sleep, I need a loving hug from Dazai-san." Gojo Satoru said to the duplicity person.

"...Teacher Wutiao has so many demands."

Osamu Dazai turned around, and Gojo Satoru stretched out his arms to embrace him.

"I can't sleep either," Dazai Osamu said.

"what do you want to do?"

"Sing a lullaby." Osamu Dazai made a difficult request for many people.

"Oh? How do you know that I'm also good at singing?"

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched: "...So have you won any singing competition awards?"

"That's not true, but people who have heard me sing say that I have no problem making my debut." Gojo Satoru said confidently, "But even if I don't show my singing voice, my impeccable handsome appearance is enough Be proud of the heroes."

"...then I'll be all ears."

Due to Gojo Satoru's over-boasting, Osamu Dazai actually didn't have too many expectations, and even prepared for his ears to be tortured, but unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru could really... sing.

The gentle and affectionate voice gradually smoothed the wrinkles in the dark night, and the coldness that sneaked into the bones seemed to disappear little by little.

...So, despite having so many flirting skills, how did he stay single until now?

Dazai sighed lightly.

"What? Doesn't sound good?"

"No, it sounds good."

"Then don't sigh." Gojo Satoru stared at Dazai Osamu who was pillowed in his arms, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Free gift, a goodnight kiss from the invincible Gojo teacher, this time for sure I can fall asleep now."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

The touch of the forehead was very soft, and Osamu Dazai didn't feel any offense or resistance. He even thought that if Gojo Satoru directly kissed him at this time...he might not refuse.

Osamu Dazai buried his face in Gojo Satoru's chest, took a deep breath——

But don't tell this idiot.