Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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Today is the fifth day since Tsunayoshi Sawada returned to Yokohama.

Very rarely, when he wakes up in the morning, he feels very unwell.I felt weak all over, and there was a swollen pain in my throat when I breathed.

He raised his hand and felt the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, which seemed to be hotter than usual.

Today is a working day and I have to go to work.

He leaned against the head of the bed, half-closed his eyes and thought about it, then picked up his phone and glanced at the time: 7:12.

Well, I still have plenty of time, let's sleep for a while.

With such thoughts in mind, he closed his eyes again and shrank back into the quilt in a dizzy state.He soon fell into a semi-sleeping state again, so that he didn't even notice that the door of the room was pushed open quietly.

Osamu Dazai walked to the head of the bed, looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada who was smothered in the quilt, and couldn't help showing a helpless smile.

He stood by the bed, slightly lifted the quilt from above, and saw the figure of the brown-haired man with his back to him.

"You're going to be late for work, Tsuna-kun."

Too rare.

Knowing Sawada Tsunayoshi for so long, this is the first time Dazai Osamu saw him sleep late.

After hearing the sound, the huddled young man moved a few times, sticking out a little bit of his toes from under the quilt.But after touching the cold air, it quickly shrank back.

Osamu Dazai blinked, seeing that the other party didn't seem to be responding anymore, so he half-bent down and leaned into his ear: "Get up, Tsuna."

The young man's sensitive ears twitched a few times like a little rabbit shaking its ears, but he still didn't open his eyes, and even let out an uncomfortable moan.

"Tsuna Yoshi?" Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to pull Tsuna Kichi back, and changed into a lying posture, only to find that the man's face was flushed abnormally at this moment.

And the expression doesn't look too good.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand, and directly placed the palm on the opponent's forehead, and touched his own head with the other.

He immediately felt the difference in temperature.

"I have a fever." Dazai muttered to himself, carefully tucking the quilt into the man.

He squatted down halfway, leaned against the bed, and called out again softly: "Mr. Gang."

Probably vaguely heard him speak, Gang Ji's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he responded rather weakly: "Yes."

"Don't go to work today, I'll call the detective agency to ask for leave." Osamu Dazai stood up, "I'll get you a glass of water first."

Gang Ji didn't respond, I don't know if he heard it.

Osamu Dazai quietly walked out of the room, first went to get a cup of warm water, and then searched for the thermometer and cold medicine in the living room.

He searched for a long time, checked the drawer where the medicine was stored and the nearby cabinets. He found the thermometer, but he couldn't find the medicine no matter how hard he searched.

So Osamu Dazai chose to take the thermometer and water first.

When he returned to the bedroom, Gang Ji was still curled up on the bed, seemingly falling asleep again.

"Gangji." He called out softly, raised his hand and gently shook the other person's shoulder, "Wake up first, drink some hot water."

"Hmm." Tsuna Kichi opened his brown eyes covered with a layer of mist, and sat up with Dazai's support in a daze.After sitting up, he stared at the wall in front of him blankly, still looking like he was not awake.

Osamu Dazai handed the cup in front of him, "Drink some water first."

The rabbit who looked listless after being sick seemed to have no reaction to what the man was saying, slowly lowered his head, and blinked at the water glass in front of him.

After about three seconds, he finally raised his hand and took the glass of water.

Then he took a small sip, still in a daze, and drank it one after another.

It looks like a little rabbit holding a big water glass but still in a daze.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and poked the delicate red cheeks, took the water glass that Tsunakichi drank most of, and put it on the bedside.

"Don't go to work today, do you understand?" He raised his hand and stroked the fluffy brown hair.

Tsunaji nodded obediently, and said "hmm" with a strong nasal sound.

It is estimated that the nose is also a little blocked, it seems that I really need to take some medicine.

"Tangyoshi, don't sleep yet, I'll take your temperature." Dazai picked up the electronic thermometer at the side, turned on the switch on it, and asked, "Put it under your arm?"

Gang Ji didn't speak, probably his throat was not very comfortable, he just nodded with his eyes closed, and then he obediently raised half of his arms.

The meaning of the expression is roughly to ask the other party to help him put it under his armpit.

The black-haired man's eyes darkened.

Under the pajamas that were slightly raised with the movement of raising his arms, there was clearly a short white waistline that was exposed.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak any more, but slowly put the hand holding the thermometer under his clothes.

The air inside the pajamas is much hotter than the outside, and the skin that is occasionally scratched by the hands is also hot as if it could burn people.

He put the thermometer under the armpit of the brown-haired young man, who seemed to be trembling a few times because the metal head of the thermometer was too cold, and his hot body touched the back of his hand inadvertently.

"Hey, Tsunade-kun, bear with it for a while." Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand calmly, pursed his lips lightly, his fingertips visibly trembled slightly. "Just five minutes. I'll check your temperature."

"Okay." The young man leaned his head on him unconsciously, and closed his eyes again.

Osamu Dazai just let the opponent stand motionless for 5 minutes.When the time was up, he took out the thermometer and glanced at the value on it.

38.6 degrees.

It's a high fever.

The seasons changed recently, and the temperature difference throughout the day was indeed a bit large, but he remembered that Gang Ji always wore more clothes.And as far as he knew, Tsunaki wasn't the type to get sick easily.

Why did you suddenly have a fever?

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the man who shrank into a ball and hid under the quilt.

"Go to sleep, Gang-jun. There's no medicine in the living room, I'll go out and buy some and I'll be back." He raised his hand and rubbed the brown hair exposed outside the quilt, and then left the room.

After leaving the living room, Osamu Dazai remembered that he hadn't called the detective agency to ask for leave.

The soundproofing between bedroom and living room is not so good.In order not to disturb Tsunayoshi who was still resting, he put on his shoes and went out before calling Kunikida Doppo.

At this point in time, Kunikida should still be on his way to work.If nothing else, it's time for Kunikida to watch the morning news on his phone.

The call was connected quickly, which shows that he guessed right.

"Hello?" Kunikida Doppo's displeased voice came from the other end of the phone.About to be angry at the fact that the plan was disrupted.

"Ah, Kunikida, good morning." With one hand in his pocket, Osamu Dazai slowly walked up the external stairs of the apartment.

"What's the matter?" The man on the other end was obviously impatient.

"Tunayoshi has a fever today, please help me and the president take a leave." Dazai said.

Kunikida was silent for a while, then asked again: "Whose leave?"

"Hey, of course it belongs to the two of us." Dazai Osamu walked to the street outside the apartment with a smile, his mobile phone was still attached to one ear, and he gushed, "Tsunayoshi-kun is sick. As a lover, I , of course it is my duty to take care of him."

"Love and work, of course, love is a little more important, Kunikida, can you understand?"

"."

"Oh, I forgot, you're still single."

"."

Mr. Kunikida Doppo suffocated for a few seconds, then hung up the phone decisively without saying a word.

Osamu Dazai was not annoyed when he heard the sound of "beep beep" coming from the receiver. He even put the phone back into his pocket in a cheerful mood and hummed a cheerful tune.

Sawada Tsunayoshi is also very good at picking houses.In terms of practicality, it is actually very strong, and the location of the house is quite good.

Dazai Osamu didn't go far, and found a pharmacy with a fairly large storefront.

He pushed open the door of the pharmacy and bought some cold medicine and fever-reducing medicine inside, and added a few rolls of bandages by the way.

Not long after he walked out of the pharmacy with a small bag of things, he stopped and looked back at the corner not far behind him.Then slowly narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was no one in that place, as if nothing had happened, he turned around, shook the medicine in his hand, and continued to walk forward slowly.

The streets during Zhengzheng morning rush hour are a bit noisy, and there are many people of all kinds in a hurry passing by, but this slender figure of a young man is in stark contrast to those passers-by who occasionally trot anxiously to catch the bus.

Osamu Dazai ignored the road that could lead to the apartment faster, and stepped into a dark and narrow gap between two buildings.

There is a very high wall erected not far in front of this path, which is a dead end, and it also has a sour smell of fermented garbage.

The mood has become a little bad.

Osamu Dazai didn't go any deeper, and didn't even turn his head.He just said in that cold voice: "Come out."

A blond woman in a suit walked in from the entrance behind Osamu Dazai, clearly holding a pistol/gun in her hand.And behind her was another tall man in a suit and sunglasses.

The black-haired youth turned his head expressionlessly.

"Working so early in the morning, the port mafia still likes to squeeze employees as always." Osamu Dazai sighed softly, even though he was quickly surrounded by people, he didn't care at all: "Look for me What's up?"

Ichiyo Higuchi, a member of the guerrilla squad directly under the leader of the port mafia, is suspected to be a Hong Kong/black member with relatively large powers.This is a member who joined after Osamu Dazai left the organization. He is not familiar with it, but he also knows that there is such a number one person.

Higuchi Ichiyo's tone was barely polite: "Mr. Dazai, the leader sincerely invites you to go to Hong Kong/Black to catch up with him."

"Give me 10 minutes." Osamu Dazai said lightly.

The woman with neat blond hair was slightly taken aback, probably not expecting the other party to respond like this, "What 10 minutes?"

"I'm going to deliver some medicine." Osamu Dazai raised it and shook the small bag of medicine hooked on his finger.

After the words fell, he walked towards the exit.

Several tall Hong Kong/Black members standing in front loaded their pistols and pointed their guns at him, blocking his way.

The black-haired young man raised his sharp iris eyes and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

Without Ichiyo Higuchi's instructions, none of those people moved.Higuchi Ichiyo glanced at the small bag, frowned slightly, and asked, "What medicine?"

"None of your business." Osamu Dazai shrugged.

"Let me take the medicine back, and I can go to see Mr. Sen with you." At this point, the handsome young man tilted his head, obviously not showing any expression, but the temperature around him seemed to drop in an instant to freezing.

"Otherwise, I will make you regret it."

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