Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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People came and went in the corridor mixed with the smell of disinfectant, busy doctors, guests waiting to see a doctor, everyone was in a hurry.

Only these two youths stopped quietly, and no one made any further movements.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a while.

His arm was still tightly held by the person opposite, and even though it had been a long time, the other person did not seem to have any sign of wanting to let go.

He still maintained the posture of half leaning against the wall, and a few traces of puzzlement gradually poured into his face at this time.

"Gang?" He murmured softly.

The brown-haired young man lowered his head slightly, and his too long bangs covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.The slightly dirty slim-fit suit outlined his figure, and his shoulders could be clearly seen trembling under the bright light.

The chest was heaving up and down, and it seemed that even his breathing became short of breath.

Osamu Dazai immediately realized something was wrong.

He hurriedly stepped forward and put his other hand on the shoulder of the brown-haired young man.

"Gang-jun, what's wrong with you?" The anxiety in his voice didn't even notice him.

Then, Osamu Dazai suddenly felt as if a drop of water fell on his arm.

The warm liquid seeped through the bandages, and finally soaked the skin of his forearm.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head.

Her lips were slightly pursed, her brows were furrowed, and the corners of her eyes were already red.

Tears flowed silently from the warm brown eyes, and flowed down again along the curvature of the face.

pat.

Another small drop just landed on Osamu Dazai's forearm.

Warm, boiling liquid.

It was clearly the position of the arm that was touched by the tears, but the throbbing thing in the chest was more like being burned.

The muscles in the mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Osamu Dazai didn't understand why he suddenly lost control over his facial expressions.

Together with the hands on Tsuna's shoulders, they seemed to tremble.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at him with those scorching eyes, that expression that was so fragile that it seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch was fleeting.

He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and quietly twitched his reddened nose.Then, he grabbed Osamu Dazai again, looked around with his still wet eyes, and then led him stubbornly to a door with an exit sign.

It's a stairwell.It was very dim, with little light coming in.

Sawada Tsunayoshi pushed him back, and his back just touched the cold wall.

This time, it was Osamu Dazai who had nowhere to go.

"Osamu Dazai." The slightly hoarse voice of the brown-haired man echoed in the dark stairwell.

He is calling his name.

Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was too dark in the corridor, and he hadn't gotten used to this kind of light, so he could only vaguely catch the blurred figure of the person opposite.

"Hmm." He lowered his eyes subconsciously and responded softly.

The man on the opposite side was silent for a moment, as if he was talking, but also as if he didn't know what to say.

"I don't want you to die." In the end, the man only said this short sentence.

Dazai was stunned for a moment.

Some couldn't laugh or cry, and I don't know what other things seemed to be gushing from the inside of the body.And reason seems to have been quietly lost because of this short sentence.

How capricious, this kind of words.

Dazai smiled.

"Gang Jun." He raised his arms, slowly traced the person opposite, and finally, according to the outline in his memory, he gently hooked his arms around the neck of another young man.

Isn't it very simple.

Seeing you cry makes me sad too.

Seeing you disappear, I would be at a loss.

Seeing you smile makes me feel good too.

Isn't it simple?

There is no need to think so long about the answer to this kind of question.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi." He called the other party's full name in a formal tone, but leaned into the ear of the stiff, motionless young man, and chuckled softly.

"I'm responsible for saying such willful words." The bewitching whisper echoed between the stairs.

I can't see the expression of the person opposite at this time.

But Osamu Dazai could clearly see that the man's breathing gradually became faster.

Then, the taste unique to "Sawada Tsunayoshi" approached.

At first it was a confluence of noses and breaths.Finally, slowly.

There is no distance between the lips.

The 25-year-old man at the time had a jerky and stiff kissing technique, but also an inexplicable clumsiness and cuteness.At this time, he was at a loss as to whether to continue attacking or retreat, so he simply stopped stupidly.

Probably, it has become dizzy.

Osamu Dazai held back his smile, slowly closed his eyes, and took the initiative back into his own hands.

Instead, the originally gentle meeting turned into a fierce exchange of lips and tongues.

The sound of water stains passed through the empty stairwell from time to time, and the two breaths became more and more heavy.

It wasn't until the man on the opposite side let out a small whimper suppressed in his throat that they finally separated from each other.

"Mr. Gang, you're learning things very quickly." The black-haired man raised his eyebrows, clearly panting, but he didn't seem to be in a position to lose.

He raised his hand, gently caressed the cheek of the person opposite him, and slowly wiped away the liquid that fell from the corner of his eyes with his thumb.

"Osamu Dazai." Tsunayoshi Sawada's voice was still crying.

Obviously this person came together first, but now it seems like he was being bullied.

really.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, showing a funny expression, "Yes, I am here, Tsuna-kun."

"I promise you." The four words were still trembling slightly.

If you don't contact the above, it may still be a bit obscure.

But Osamu Dazai understood immediately.

His breathing stagnated for a few seconds, and after that time passed, he suddenly heard his heart beating violently.

He can control his expression, he can control his body movements.As long as he wants, he can even easily manipulate the beating frequency of his heart.

But he didn't.

Let the heart beat rapidly like a wildly growing plant.

It was an addictive throbbing feeling.

"Dazai, listen." Sawada Tsunayoshi slowly wrapped his arms around his waist.

He put his head close to Osamu Dazai again, and then landed on the man's shoulder, "Your heartbeat, and mine."

"They are all beating violently." His voice was still shaking, but it seemed like a fire was burning.

"This is the best proof that we are human to each other and alive in the world."

The clear voice echoed in Dazai Osamu's ears.

Dazai laughed again.

From the heart, the most sincere smile in his life.

Man is born for self-salvation.

Odasaku, you once said that whether it is on the side of killing people or the side of saving people, I can't find anything that can really fill the void in my heart.

Ah, I now, have the confidence to refute that.

After returning to the Armed Detective Agency, Tsunayoshi Sawada sat at his desk in a daze for the whole afternoon.

The faces are all in a familiar state, and for a while they are frantically scratching their hair, and for a while they lie on the table unconscious.

The colleagues next to him projected weird expressions from time to time, only Edogawa Ranpo, who was eating snacks with his legs bent on the desk, showed a clear expression.

However, Mr. Ranpo said that he knew everything, but he didn't say anything.

After coming to this world, Mr. Sawada showed his repressed trash attributes for the first time in a long time.

Including but not limited to falling on the ground when entering the office, shaking hands when picking up coffee, dropping the mug on the ground, etc.

At this time, Mr. Sawada was still sitting at his desk with a dull face, still in shock (?) about what happened a few hours ago.

I, Tsunayoshi Sawada, was 25 years old and single for 25 years.

Today, it seems to be out of order?

He raised his hands to cover his face, and finally shrunk into a ball through his fingers, looking at the desk not far away.

Then he followed the gap and saw Dazai Osamu who was working hard.

The handsome man was still writing smoothly while holding the pen in his hand, and suddenly seemed to feel something, looked up in the direction of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Then the corners of the lips and eyes were all gently curved, revealing a unique and astonishing smile.

The big brown shrugging rabbit immediately trembled, then hurriedly turned back to the table and lowered its head.

Today, I really had a hot head, and I did a very important thing.

Ah, but the harvest seems to be quite a lot?

I have an extra boyfriend.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his hands, staring at the documents on the desk in a daze.

One afternoon passed, and he didn't take a look at these things at all. How much they were piled up when they were sent, and how much they are still piled up now.

"Gangji-kun." A hand rested lightly on his shoulder.

The big rabbit trembled in shock.

Gangji turned his head and looked up at the person who came.

The man in the sand-colored windbreaker was smiling at him. The hand that was touching his shoulder moved around dishonestly, and finally poked it slowly on his face.

"Gun Jun, your face is so red." The hand finally changed from poking to kneading excessively, "Why are you so red? Are you sick?"

Knowing what to ask, this guy.

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at the smiling Dazai Osamu with resentment, and then immediately looked away.

He grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand, and then directly threw a large stack of documents on the desk into the man's hand.

Osamu Dazai:?

"Help me to read." Gang Ji simply said in shock, "Because of you, I can't approve the document now."

He puffed up his face confidently, imitating Dazai's rogue thinking, "As the chief culprit, you should take this responsibility now." Finally, like a proud little rabbit, he groaned and tilted his head, "Otherwise we Neither of the two can go home today."

"It's too much, Tsuna-kun." Osamu Dazai took all the documents, "If I don't finish the review, will you lock me out and not let me in?"

"I will." Tsunade nodded with determination.

"Then in exchange." Osamu Dazai half-bent down, let out a laugh, and slowly moved closer to the ear of the young man whose face was still blushing, "Tsuna-kun flatters me a little, and I'll approve the documents for you."

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised one eyebrow slightly, and then smiled provocatively.

He hooked his fingers towards Osamu Dazai, and the other party came over cooperatively.Then Sawada Tsunayoshi looked around, picked up a piece of white paper on the table, and blocked their faces.

Osamu Dazai stood up and slowly straightened his half-bent waist.

He stretched out a little red tip of his tongue, licked his lower lip lightly, showing a pleasant smile.

"Okay, I'm going to help Mr. Gang review the documents." He shook the large stack of documents in his hand.

"I hope I can get off work on time today." He hummed a little tune with a smile, and left softly.

The author has something to say: I, cp, are together! (crows)

It's good for adults to fall in love