My name is Dazai

"...I don't know why it feels a little unsuitable for Tangun." The leader Jae looked at the kimono Tangun was wearing, looked it over carefully, and then commented.

The clothes were custom-made a long time ago, and it was a kimono with blue patterns on a white background.

Chief Jae still likes Tangun wearing this dress.

He always felt that Tangun was like a white cat, and this dress made him feel that Tangun was more similar to a white cat.

And Tangun's gentle demeanor goes well with this dress.

But Tangun now... gives people a feeling that this dress doesn't quite match.

Tangun hugged his arm, the hair on the right side was still braided like in the past few days, pinned with a hairpin.

He squinted without his contact lenses, looking a little dangerous.

He crossed his legs and propped his chin with one hand: "If you want me to say..."

"I said what are you doing here if you don't work for me?" The leader Jae looked at Butei Jae, who was squatting on the ground and looking at his phone, wearing a striped kimono.

"Sure enough, he is a boring workaholic." Wu Zhenzai looked at the leader in shock, "Are you kidding? Are you kidding? Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and tonight is New Year's Eve. You let me work"

"This is not a job, but to clean up your troubles." Miss Zhizi raised her foot and stepped on Wu Zhenzai's back, "If you don't clean up this year, do you have to wait until next year?"

"It's not impossible..." Wu Detective Zai fell to the ground with his butt pouted, "All these things are in his mind, and it's no fun to fish."

"The right thing to do is not to touch fish." The leader Zai straightened his clothes, and what he said was not Dazai's words at all.

He was wearing a black kimono with red stripes, and he knew from a glance that he and Tangun were a couple's style.

By the way, he also braided the hair on his right side temple into a twist and pinned it up.

He originally wanted to be symmetrical with Tangun by braiding the left side of his hair into a braid, but thinking that Buteng Jae had done it like this before, he decisively chose to braid it on the right side.

Tangun: "..." He was ignored again.

He wanted to say that if he felt that this dress was not suitable, he would change to ordinary clothes.

Anyway, he doesn't like the dress now.

"Tangun, this dress of mine..." Miss Zhizi showed Tangun around.

"Does it look good?" The door was pushed open suddenly.

Writer Jae jumped into the room, his voice completely covering Miss Jiko's.

"It's so noisy." Miss Zhizi said impatiently, "Who wants to watch a man try on clothes? No breasts, no butt, no curves at all."

Writer Zai walked over bouncingly, and asked again: "Does it look good?"

Tangun rolled his eyes: "It doesn't look good, what do you show me?" "Does it mean it looks good?" Jae the writer said with a smile.

"I didn't say that." Tangun muttered.

The writer Zai glanced at the distance between the leader Zai and him, and quickly stretched out his hand to pinch Tangun's cheek: "Tangun is so cute."

"Hey!" Tangun suddenly turned over and sat up, "You bastard!"

"Hahahahaha!" Writer Zai ran away with a smile, only to be tripped by Butei Zai, who was lying on the ground with his butt pouting.

"Ha!" This time it was Tangun's turn to be proud, he stepped forward to hold the writer Jae down, and stretched out his hands to pinch his face.

Writer Jae struggled desperately: "Tangun, Tangun, I was wrong!"

"If you make a mistake, obediently stretch your face over, don't hide!" Tangun shouted.

Butan Jai, who was pressed at the bottom, said weakly, "Tangun, am I air?"

"No, how could such a big lump of air be at least a little self-aware." Tangun said with disgust.

"Tuo? What kind of strange quantifier is this?" Butengzai cleverly drilled out and accused, "Tangun, you are ignoring me."

"Huh?" Tangun tilted his head to look at Butengzai.

"Why~" Butei Jae complained, "Is it because Tangun left a bad impression when we met for the first time?"

Tangun pondered for a moment: "Maybe it's because you are so uncharacteristic, I accidentally forgot about you."

Wu Jingzai: "...Huh?"

He who has been regarded as having too much personality since he was a child will be said to have no characteristics one day.

"What are your characteristics?" Tangun said, noticing Buteizai's doubts.

"Pfft." Writer Jae, who was still pinned down by Tangun, laughed.

"Go into the water every day?" Tangun said, wringing his fingers, "The other Dazai present can do it."

Several Dazai looked at Buteizai at the same time.

Writer Zai raised his hand: "I can't, I'm not that neurotic."

"Who's nervous, uncle?" Miss Zhizi said eccentrically.

"Invitation to die for love," Tangun continued.

"Everyone I have invited is willing!" Writer Zai raised his hand.

Wu Detective Zai looked at Writer Zai with resentful eyes.

"In terms of age...you and Dazai are both 22 years old." Tangun was referring to the leader Zai. "The others are either underage, just coming of age, or over 20 years old. Both young and old."

"...old man!" The writer Zai's hands trembled.

"Huh?" Tangun looked puzzled, "The maximum difference is 23 years, and it can be a generation difference."

Writer Zai covered his face: "Woo..."

"Hook up with a girl" Tangun thought for a while and added.

"Me, me, me! Not only can I hook up with men, but I can also hook up with girls!" Miss Zhizi tried to label Butei Zai as "ordinary".

"I have died for love, not to mention hooking up with a girl." The leader Jae pulled Tangun up from the writer Jae, and hugged Tangun, "I have never died for love with anyone."

Miss Zhizi: "..." Damn it.

"Me neither." Hei Shizai yelled.

"Do you know what love is, you brat?" the leader Zai said contemptuously.

"...Bandages?" Tangun tried hard to find the characteristics of Buteizai.

"Meow~" Zai Miao hooked the bandage on his body.

"It's all about cats." Tangun glanced at Zaimiao and said.

"Oh, Zai Meow is still outsider." Tangun added.

"Hmm...Tangun is so cruel." Buthenzai covered his face.

"What are your characteristics?" Tangun still gave Butengzai a chance.

Wu Zhenzai thought for a moment: "...my characteristics?"

Tangun: "..."

"No need, the yellow energy in this room is about to exceed the limit." Tangun pressed the leader Jai's face, and the guy began to lick and bite his earlobe.

Wu Jingzai stood up and pushed the window: "I'm dead."

"Hey! You bastard, don't cause trouble!"

"Tangun's focus is actually to cause trouble? It's really dead." Wu Zhenzai shouted.

Miss Zhizi lifted the hem of her clothes and kicked from the side: "If you want to die, hurry up and clean it up! If you don't want to die, don't threaten me with this!"

"It's black!" Takenzai winked at Miss Zhizi.

If it was another woman, he would be more gentlemanly, if it was the one he hates...

Then use the disgusting opponent as the standard.

"Pervert! Tangun, you need to stay away from him!" Miss Zhizi said.

"This woman is really violent." The leader Zai whispered bad things about Miss Zhizi to Tangun, "That man is not a good thing either."

To attack a rival in love, one needs to see every stitch.