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Gojo Satoru's disbelief directly made Dazai Osamu's "sweet words" no room for display. He somehow felt like shooting himself in the foot with a stone, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

Although most of what he said in the past was true and false, but he really didn't mean to harm Mr. Wutiao!In the end, he finally revealed the truth, but the other party had already blocked the door.

Gojo Satoru didn't trust this issue before continuing to communicate with Osamu Dazai. He sat down at the table and said, "Let's eat first."

Osamu Dazai sighed, and sat down. Gojo Satoru himself had an ordinary set meal, but what was placed in front of him was a food that was easy to digest, balanced in nutrition, and tasted very bland. It looked like a sick person. Osamu Dazai didn't want to eat after a few mouthfuls of the meal. He was obviously hungry before, but now he suddenly lost his appetite.

...It's not what he likes to eat.

As a result, as soon as he had the intention to put down the tableware, Wujo Gojo didn't raise his head and said, "Eat up, or I'll feed you myself."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

This threat is too weak... He thought, rolled his eyes, and then decisively dropped his chopsticks, "Then you feed me~ Teacher Wutiao~"

Gojo Satoru paused, looked up at him, Osamu Dazai held his chin with his left hand, his sleeves fell down, and the chain on his wrist was looming.He smiled slightly, as if teasing and provocative, the expression he always had when he was pondering some bad idea.

In the past, Osamu Dazai would complain a few words or use other methods to evade things that he was unwilling to do and didn't matter, but he would not force Dazai Osamu to eat before, but now...

What is this guy trying to test again?Do you think playing tricks is still useful?

Gojo Gohan didn't eat anymore, he stood up very quickly, went to sit behind Dazai Osamu, dragged him into his arms, then picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to his mouth.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Didn't you let me feed you? Why don't you eat?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Osamu Dazai looked up at him first, then opened his mouth lightly, took a small mouthful like a cat, chewed and swallowed it, and took a second mouthful, until three mouthfuls later, he put the small amount of food on the spoon I ate them all.

Then he leaned on Gojo Satoru, exhaled as if he had completed a difficult task, and muttered, "It's so unpalatable, I want to eat canned crab meat."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Eat you big head ghost.

Gojo Satoru, who had no experience in love at all, didn’t realize that Osamu Dazai was “making” an inch. He took a spoon and ate it by himself. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his chef’s craftsmanship. Although it was indeed bland, it was not difficult to eat. Swallowing, he put a piece of pickled radish on top, and handed it to Osamu Dazai again, unmoved and said——

"eat."

Osamu Dazai: "...There is your saliva."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Is there any problem?" Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled terribly, "Didn't you still eat it?"

Hey……

He is no longer an innocent Gojo teacher who can be teased at will. Osamu Dazai sighed sadly. If he continued to toss, he would not be able to comfortably enjoy the service of opening his mouth like this. So Osamu Dazai chose to cooperate wisely. He ate the food in one bite.

Seeing the person in his arms suddenly start to eat honestly, Gojo Satoru also realized that Osamu Dazai didn't really dislike the bad food just now, but was acting like a monster again, but this time he didn't care about it generously, just do it, He can only do this.

After feeding most of the bowl, Osamu Dazai suddenly turned his head and said, "I really can't eat anymore..."

Gojo Satoru didn't listen to him, but stretched out his hand to touch Osamu Dazai's abdomen, put down the bowl after feeling it for a while, then brought over his set meal, ate it in a few strokes, and finally rinsed himself and Osamu Dazai with lemonade After taking a sip, it took almost an hour for the meal to be considered over.

Probably because the blood circulation concentrated in the stomach after eating, Osamu Dazai, who had just woken up not long ago, felt sleepy again, yawned and lazily leaned on the tatami.

Gojo Satoru, who came back from delivering the dinner plates, picked him up and put him on the bed. The sleepy Osamu Dazai had already fallen into a light sleep, and Gojo Satoru, who hadn't closed his eyes almost all night yesterday, took a nap with him in his arms.

……

He woke up again because he realized that a stranger seemed to be approaching him. Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes, shrank his body subconsciously, and avoided the female doctor's touch.

There was an instinctive cold murderous intent in the kite-colored eyes, and the tense body seemed to be able to leap up to fight back in the next second. He touched under the pillow, but found nothing.

Dazai was taken aback for a moment.

Also stunned was Yarui Nitiko, she withdrew her hand that was about to measure Dazai Osamu's blood pressure, and looked back.

"What's wrong?" The white-haired conjurer approached, and he understood what was going on at a glance, and said to Osamu Dazai, "It's nothing, just check your body for you."

Osamu Dazai sat up, bowed his head slightly, his eyes were covered by his overly long bangs, "No need, I have nothing wrong with my body." His voice was clear and natural, as if the murderous aura in front of him was an illusion, but The other two in the room could feel the extreme repulsion he radiated.

Gojo Satoru stepped forward, sat down on the edge of the bed, easily fished Osamu Dazai over, put him on his lap and clasped his waist to prevent him from escaping, then raised his right arm without a bracelet and handed it out, "Check it."

Home into the glass: "..."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Refusing to be useless and unable to resist, Osamu Dazai curled his lips very unhappily, simply turned his head, and buried his face in the chest of the person behind him out of sight.

Under Gojo Satoru's strong interference, Osamu Dazai was forced to undergo a physical examination, although he moaned and resisted passively throughout the process.

After the inspection, Gojo Satoru threw Osamu Dazai back on the bed, and went out with Iiri Goriko.

"Some reports won't be available until tomorrow, but there should be no major problems. After all, you are young, and some minor ailments can be rectified quickly. If you are worried, you can go to the hospital again. The medical equipment there is more complete." explain.

"No need, I trust your judgment, then I'll trouble you, Nitro, to come up with a treatment plan~"

Yarui Nishiko, who is keen on dissecting corpses, has no objection to being suddenly asked to be a nutritionist alone, but throws the heavy medical kit full of machines to Gojo Satoru, who has nothing in his hands and no points.

"Compared to these, I think you should pay more attention to his psychological problems. Although I am not a professional, I have also minored in related courses. It is a bit serious. It is best to cooperate with drug treatment."

"En." Gojo Satoru responded lightly.

Jia Ruozi couldn't help but glanced at him. The cooperation of the psychotherapy patient is very important, but judging by the child's behavior just now, it was almost impossible to say that it was a little serious. Judging by how little he pays attention to his body , Jiarui Glass speculated that he might have a tendency to self-destruct, but Gojo Satoru's reaction also surprised her.

After thinking about it, facing this old classmate who is very strong but luck is always mediocre, Jia Ruozi considered his words and said, "Although I don't know what happened," for example, how did a curse spirit become a human being? Since this matter cannot be dissected, there is nothing to be curious about, "But you should take it easy, you finally found someone, don't be overjoyed, you will almost release him, it is impossible to lock him up for a lifetime."

"Why is it impossible?" Gojo Satoru asked suddenly.

In the slightly stunned expression of Jia Ruozi, he smiled and said: "He is no longer a curse spirit that cannot be exorcised no matter what. Human beings are so fragile, and any second or third-level curse spirit can cause him harm. There are so many enemies... It's better to say that there is a possibility of a car accident on the road, instead of being scared all day long, don't you think putting him in what I think is a safe house is the best solution to the problem?"

Home into the glass: "..."

It turns out that the child is not the only one who has psychological problems!

But why do you think his fallacies are quite understandable?If you are a housemate, if you have a lover who is full of unstable factors, you may want to hide him. Possessiveness and control are the easiest to breed in a single emotional orientation.But from the perspective of a doctor, she felt that such a closed state was not healthy.

...Forget it, she still doesn't want to meddle in Gojo Wu's private affairs, and she can't control it.

Wujo Satoru sent the Jiaguozi to the door, and a van had already parked outside. He was about to go back after returning the medical kit, but the Jiaguozi called him to stop him.

The female doctor took out a bag from her carry-on bag, and said coldly: "I don't recommend that you have intercourse within three months, but just in case, I'll give it to you first...you don't have experience, I There are also steps in it, remember to read."

Gojo Satoru: "…………???"

No, how do you know I have no experience? !

Looking at Gojo Wujo who suddenly seemed petrified, Jia Ruzi raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing, I'm a doctor, so don't be embarrassed."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Doctors are so... scary.

"No, you... I didn't..." Gojo Gojo faltered, with a rare embarrassment on his face, "He's still young!"

"Eighteen, not too young, I've reached the legal age for marriage, and three months later it will be the next year, so I'll be nineteen by then. And having regular intercourse is also good for physical and mental health... huh? You have such a reaction, maybe it’s not okay, do you want me to check it for you..."

Gojo Satoru stepped forward and snatched the bag, and drank her: "Shut up, you! I have no problem!" Then he disappeared immediately as if he was disdainful to discuss such an unnecessary topic with her.

Jia Ruzi shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help chuckling. This strongest person who was enshrined in the cold altar by the magic world but full of human touch finally has a home.

……

When he returned to the residence, Osamu Dazai had already moved from the bed to the beanbag sofa, and was playing with the game console. When he saw him coming back, he ignored him.

Gojo Satoru walked over and sat down next to Dazai Osamu, didn't speak, just stared at him, not ordinary staring, his eyes kept wandering and sizing up him.

"...?" Osamu Dazai raised his head in doubt, "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes finally stayed on Dazai Osamu's slender ankle, and he murmured softly: "Too thin..."

Osamu Dazai: "???" Why do you suddenly feel hairy?

Before he could figure it out, Gojo Satoru had already stood up again, "It's time for dinner, let's eat." After saying that, he went out again, but before that, he went to the bedroom to give the house nitrous His bag was tucked into the hidden compartment of the bed frame.