Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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RicBar was destroyed again.

This time, it wasn't as simple as the storefront upstairs being shot by bullets, and the store below suffered a small-scale collapse.

But in a real sense, almost the entire store has collapsed, leaving only a horrible ruined wall.

Even several other small shops connected with the surrounding area were not spared.

Large pieces of crushed stones spread around in a convex shape, and the air was filled with a very strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

After the port mafia easily opened a way, Sawada Tsunayoshi rushed to Ric to find Osamu Dazai.

When he arrived, what appeared before his eyes was this incredible scene.

He also saw several shop owners who were doing small businesses next to them crying at the pile of stones that seemed to have experienced a devastating earthquake.

The brain was empty for a moment, and when Gangji looked at this scene, he froze as if he had a freezing reaction.

who is it?

And who broke into Ric and destroyed it?

Why did Dazai come to Ric?

Dazai. Dazai! ?

The visual impact only made him dazed for a while.Mr. Sakurada has been in the hospital recently, presumably Ric has not opened a shop, and probably no customers have been affected.

But what about Dazai?

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt his pupils trembling.

He looked around repeatedly in panic, but he didn't see Osamu Dazai.In the end, he had to keep his eyes on the pile of stones.

Could it be that.

When he was in Tokyo, he still had lingering fears about the collapse of the mirror maze.

Dazai Osamu was crushed under the stone slab and drenched in blood is still vivid in his mind.

He stared blankly at the large piece of rock, his eyes were still wide open, and the name of that person flowed unconsciously from his lips: "Dazai."

"Gangji." Suddenly came a voice that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around abruptly.

Then he saw a handsome man in a sand-colored windbreaker standing behind him.He looked tired and his black hair was messy, but he had a faint smile on his face.

The nose was sore uncontrollably.

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt his lips trembling.He directly raised his legs and ran away with big strides.

The other party then naturally opened his arms, responding to his movements.

They hug each other.

"Where have you been?" Gang Ji buried his head directly between the other party's neck, complaining softly: "I've been looking for you for a long time."

"I've been looking for it for a long, long time." He murmured and repeated in a particularly aggrieved manner.

One arm of the dark-haired man hugged him tightly, and the other hand stroked his brown hair.He gently rubbed his hair as if soothing: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gang."

"I thought something was going to happen to Ric, so I rushed over after leaving Hong Kong/Hei." Osamu Dazai raised his eyes to look at the fragment of brick and tile, his kite-colored pupils darkened, "I didn't expect it to be a step too late."

"I didn't mean not to wait for you." He leaned into Gangji's ear and whispered, "I just hope that I can go back sooner, maybe you don't have to leave home. You are still sick, I just want you to rest."

Tsuna raised his head immediately and shouted: "Osamu Dazai!"

He frowned tightly, and there was a layer of crystal water on his brown eyes, as if it would burst out of his eye sockets in the next second.

"It's like this every time!" He pushed the man away.The other party opened his eyes wide in surprise, even staggered, and was forced to take a few steps back.

"Every time you encounter danger, you don't tell me the first time!" The swollen throat made his voice extremely hoarse, as if he could vomit a pool of blood immediately.

"Write the words under the box of instant noodles, it's really yours." At this point, there was a itching in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

The black-haired young man stood there, revealing extremely complex eyes that seemed to be intertwined with countless emotions.He opened his lips and hesitated for a long time before softly saying: "Gang, I."

"Why do you never put your own safety first?" Gang Ji interrupted him immediately.

He sniffled his nose, raised his arm to wipe his face, and then roared, "What do you think you are?"

The man opposite was stunned for a moment, and even blinked.

"I told Osamu Dazai, I won't allow you to die." Tsunayoshi Sawada strode forward again, and continued: "Even if you think my thoughts are capricious or excessive. In short, I just don't allow it. "

He directly grabbed the inner collar of the man's white shirt, his brows clearly looked a little sick, but his tone was aggressive: "Promise to me, Osamu Dazai."

Their faces were very close.

He was so close that he could clearly feel the hot breath of the other party sweeping over his skin.

"Promise to me that you will learn to cherish yourself." He put his other hand on the other's face with drooping eyelashes, his eyes were astonishingly hot, "Promise to me."

The dark-haired man's eyes were blank for a long time, as if he had been caught in a century of thought.

Until he raised his eyes again, there was clearly something warm and full of life in those beautiful iris-colored eyes.

"Mr. Gang, I will work hard." The man responded slowly.

"Because this is what you want, so I will try my best to learn." He paused for a moment, and slowly whispered words he never thought would come out of his own mouth: "Learn to love myself. "

Learn to love this stinking, black slush, myself.

I was so ugly and pathetic, like a soulless shell.

But even if I am so unbearable, I am loved by you sincerely, and you sincerely hope to survive.

Now that I think about it, I don't seem to hate myself so much.

Osamu Dazai came back to his senses, and found that the other party was still staring at him closely with those eyes that were clearly soft in color but hot like fire.

The black-haired young man smiled, and whispered to the person in front of him: "Mr. Gang."

He closed his eyes first, and slowly moved closer.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyelashes trembled a few times, and then he closed his eyes obediently.

They are among the ruined walls, standing under the quiet moonlight, kissing gently.

The black-haired man seemed to indulge himself, allowing the kiss to gradually get out of control and intensify.

He had never felt so real.

For the first time, Sawada Tsunayoshi experienced what it feels like to have soft legs after kissing.

So much so that when he and Osamu Dazai went back to the supermarket below the apartment, he was still in a dazed state.Glassy-eyed, goofy, doesn't look very smart.

"Gangji?" Someone called him in his ear.

"Mr. Gang, you're back to your senses." Someone spread his five fingers and waved them in front of his eyes.

The humanoid brown cowardly rabbit blinked, only to see a delicate and handsome young man staring at him in front of his face.

"These two, which one should you choose?" The young man shook the two canned crab meat in his hand, "One is a very delicious brand, but the other is a new brand, which seems to be pretty good."

Sawada Tsunayoshi blurted out: "Buy, buy them all!"

"Yeah~ I like the way Tsunade-kun spends a lot of money for me, it's so masculine~" The man imitated the tone of the beautiful girl idol on TV, put his hands together and tilted his head to one side, tilting his head with a smile .

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought he must be crazy.

He would also find it pleasant to hear Dazai talking to him in such a cloyingly sweet tone.

No, it just sounds good, don't doubt it.

They walked all the way through the aisles for storing instant food and turned to the household goods area.

"You've run out of toilet paper, I remember." Gang Ji pushed the shopping cart all the way forward, looking at the products on the shelves, comparing the prices to which one is more cost-effective.

"By the way, Dazai, go ahead and have a look at the body wash, that seems to be almost used up." Tsunayoshi said.

Osamu Dazai responded, and strolled over unsteadily.

body wash.

Facing a group of products, he suddenly glanced at a milk-scented shower gel.

Tsunayoshi-kun with milk flavor.

He took down the bottle, turned his head and glanced at Tsunaki who was still calculating the amount of toilet paper.Then he bent his eyes, took the bottle of shower gel, and walked slowly back to the shopping cart.

Tsunayoshi didn't pay attention to what flavor Dazai was taking, and just nodded slightly when he saw the things being put into the shopping cart.

Almost everything that should be bought.

Gang Ji glanced at the carts that were gradually being piled up, and said, "Let's go to the cashier."

Dazai nodded.

Pushing the shopping cart all the way, they passed another shelf.

The dark-haired man looked sharply at the things on the small shelf.He stopped for a moment, raised his hand to grab two small boxes, and threw them directly into the cart.

Osamu Dazai moved so fast that Tsunayoshi, who was walking in front, didn't have time to see what was thrown into it.

"What did you take?" he asked.

"Hey, I just saw it, I just took it~" The black-haired man looked mysterious.

Gangji shrugged.

When it was time to pay, he finally knew what Osamu Dazai was getting.

Two boxes of things that are only used by adults when they perform certain behaviors, and whose main function is to provide safety and protection.

He turned his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai, who had the same laughter as usual on his face.

So Tsuna Kichi decided to also pretend to be plain, and put these products into the shopping bag as if nothing had happened.

"Gun Jun, you're blushing~" A man next to him breathed hot air into his ear.

Gang Ji pushed the man away and coughed lightly: "I still have a cold, so of course I will blush."

It's so annoying, this guy!

He felt a little star in front of him.

That night, the black-haired man hugged his quilt, which was still slumped on the sofa and was messed up by someone, and pushed open the door of the only bedroom in the apartment.

"Gun-jun, the sofa is too soft, I don't want to sleep on the sofa~" He raised his voice, spoke up and down, threw the quilt on the bed, and sat down on it.

Gang Ji was leaning on the back cushion of the bed and reading a book, when he raised his eyebrows at the man.

"Please take the poor me~" The man threw himself onto the bed with his knees down, blinking his beautiful eyes like a kitten begging for love.

"Okay." Tsuna closed the magazine and decided to tease this guy.

"Give you a chance, find a way to make me happy." He smiled, "I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you sleep on the bed."

Then, he suddenly saw the man who was just pretending to be a kitten, showing a smile that seemed a little scary.

The hand that was still wrapped in bandages nimbly slid into the quilt on Tsunayoshi's lap.

Gangji opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.

He looked at Osamu Dazai with an unbelievable face, but the other party smiled at him again.

"Let me help you, Gang-jun?" The man's smile is very bewitching, like a sinful rose that lures people to sink.

It was clearly a question, but Tsunayoshi Sawada fell into embarrassment for a while.

Before he could answer, the hand under the quilt made a grasping motion.

"Ugh." His shoulders began to tremble.

Sawada Tsunayoshi never expected that what he had just dreamed about a few days ago would come true in the blink of an eye.

Osamu Dazai took out a few pieces of paper from the small box on the bedside table, and wiped his hands gracefully.

"How is it, Gang-jun, how do you feel?" He asked softly as he leaned over to the man in the quilt as if admitting defeat.

"Excuse me, do I meet the standard for staying overnight?"

The author has something to say: Gang Ji: I cheated myself

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Okay, I'm done typing, I'm going to sleep, good night!