My name is Dazai

Atsushi Nakajima looked up and saw what looked like a balloon in the bag.

Wu Zhenzai took out the "ball" inside: "It's a puffer fish~" His hand slightly exerted force and made a creaking sound.

"If you eat untreated puffer fish, you will definitely die..." Wu Zhenzai let out an evil laugh, which was very similar to his previous profession.

"Ah, here we go again..." Atsushi Nakajima said weakly.

"So if you eat hot pot, you must ask someone to take care of it!" Wu Zhenzai said energetically, "We must prevent puffer fish from being poisoned!"

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Huh?"

Wait, is there something wrong with that?

"Mr. Dazai..." Atsushi Nakajima said cautiously.

"Atsushi, what's the matter?" Wu Zhenzai, who was carrying the bag, handed the bag to Nakajima Atsushi naturally, and asked the younger generation to carry it.

Atsushi Nakajima has long been used to Buteizai's lazy manner, and he accepted it obediently, but his eyes were still looking up and down at Buteizai: "You didn't eat the strange mushroom, did you?"

"Ah—how can Dun Jun think like that? Am I this kind of person?" Wu Zhenzai covered his face with one hand and his chest with the other, "I'm so sad."

"Then what happened to Mr. Dazai today?" Atsushi Nakajima couldn't believe that nothing happened.

"Everyone, come to my dormitory to eat hot pot tonight. Kunikida-kun, I'm going to prepare the materials first!" Takenzai shouted.

"Dazai, you bastard! There is no such arrangement today!" Kunikida roared.

Butanzai slipped very fast, not like a mackerel, but like a slimy loach, and dragged Atsushi Nakajima away by the way.

"Dun Jun, I have quite a lot of experience in suicide." Wu Zhenzai squatted on the side of the road, "I am an expert in distinguishing toxins."

Nakajima Atsushi also squatted: "That's right... No one can compare to Mr. Dazai in this respect."

"Similarly, I also have a lot of experience in cooking, and the rice I cook even has a unique effect." Wu Zhenzai's face was full of seriousness.

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Does it mean that it will be so bad that you will die?"

"Today, I want to teach Dunjun my ability to clean up toxins." Wu Zhenzai stood up abruptly, stretched out a hand, and pointed to the distance, "How much you can learn depends on your understanding, Dunjun. .”

"Okay Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima said reflexively.

"First, the first step." Butaizai took out a notebook and tore off a page, "Please buy the materials, Mr. Atsushi~ I'll wait for you here~" Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

This is... errands?

The honest boy bought everything from the nearby supermarket—Atsushi Nakajima bought it at his own expense, and came back to find Buteizai.

"Then it's the second step." Wu Zhenzai trotted with his arms stretched out like a little girl.

He walked to a wall: "Dun Jun, send me up."

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Is this also a step in teaching the art of detoxification?"

It looks like a child trying to run to a higher place.

However, people were still sent up.

The two-and-a-half-meter wall, Takenzai ran along the wall, and Atsushi Nakajima followed behind him.

"Tangun!" Butekunzai suddenly jumped off the wall.

Tangun caught Buteizai, a guy who weighed nearly 140 jins and jumped from a height of two and a half meters, and almost sat down on the ground.

Another person would probably be smashed to a bone.

"Full marks!" Takenzai hooked Tangun's neck, laughing hilariously, "Tangun is very good, it's a princess hug~" "Mr. Dazai!" Nakajima Atsushi also jumped off in a hurry.

After Tangun delivered food to poet Zhongya and the others, he planned to go home.

In fact, there is no need to worry. In order to avoid conflicts with the mafia at the port, he has already prepared lunch for the Dazai at home.

"... Dazai, this is too dangerous. If I don't realize it, you will fall on your ass, right?" It wasn't Tangun's intentional princess hug, but Buteizai's jumping posture, if he can't catch it, his ass will be broken in half ending.

"Tangun should think about whether he will be broken by me." Wu Zhenzai said something that would make people angry.

Tangun sighed: "So don't do such a dangerous thing. This time I can handle it."

"I trust Tangun very much." Butekunzai said with a smile.

Tangun: "..." Forget it, what else can he say "Okay, the second step is achieved, find a Tangun who can clean up puffer fish~" Buteizai snapped his fingers, "Did Dunjun learn it? But the exclusive secret, I will teach it to Atsu-kun~" Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Who the hell knows how to be unique? It's really thorough.

"The third step..." Butengzai turned to look at Tangun.

"If you two want to discuss something, can you stop talking about it in front of me?" Tangun put Buthenzai down, and patted the ashes on his body from before.

"Tangun, I want to eat hot pot, but I don't know how to do it~" Buteizai pulled up Tangun's dark blue trench coat, "I want to eat it. And not many people know how to cook fugu."

"...Ah, but I have to go home quickly." Tangun's heart softened in a mess, but he still kept a little clarity in his mind.

After all, the one in front of him is Dazai, and the one at home is also Dazai.

And...he is now in the stage of being taken care of by the leader.

Butekunzai pouted, and approached Tangun with an unconvinced look.

"Mr. Dazai, since this is the case..." Don't disturb others...

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to go to pull Wu Zhenzai, but when he heard Wu Zhenzai say a word, he almost knocked on the ground in shock.

"If Tangun doesn't agree, I will kiss Tangun." Butekunzai said loudly.

Tangun trembled.

"The kind that sticks out its tongue!"

Atsushi Nakajima began to tremble.

"Screw!"

Tangun was already trembling.

"I still have to shoot a video and send it to that red scarf."

Atsushi Nakajima spurted blood on the spot.

"Tangun didn't even give me a ring!" Wu Zhenzai shouted in a voice afraid that others would not hear, "Scumbag! King of the Sea! Octopus!"

Tangun covered Buthenzai with his hands: "How about a seafood hot pot for puffer fish?"

"No problem!" Butei Zai gave an OK gesture, "Just follow Tangun's liking~" The author has something to say: update the main line and push Butei Zai's line.

Is it a pity not to write about Wu Jingzai since there is one? Small Theater——Leader Zai: How dare you!

Wu Jingzai: Lululu, why don't I dare?

Chief Jae: If you kiss Tangun...

Wu Jingzai: What can you do with me~ Leader Zai: I will kiss you!Kiss you!

Tangun:? ? ?

Tangun: It's... green light.

Wu Zhenzai: ...

Wu Jingzai: Ugh, you won.

Chapter 155 "Dangdang, this is it." Wu Detective Zai pointed to the dormitory building of the Armed Detective Agency.

It is a very dilapidated dormitory building.

Wu Jingzai didn't take the key, he just pushed the door open and went in.

"Did Dazai not lock the door?" Tangun was taken aback by Dazai's carefree look.

"Hmm~ Will Tangun want to attack at night after knowing this?" Butekunzai took off his windbreaker and hung it on a hook on the side.

Tangun: "...I don't want to."

"In fact, everyone around here knows the dormitory of the Armed Detective Agency here, and no one has come back." Wu Detective Zai threw off his shoes and jumped into it.

Buteizai's shoes fell in a mess on the floor, it was obvious that this guy didn't have much thought about keeping things tidy.

Tangun bent down to arrange Buteizai's shoes, then took off his coat and hung it up, then turned to Nakajima Atsushi and said, "Please come in."

Atsushi Nakajima watched as Tangun took the bag in his hand, found out the apron that was barely used in Buteizai's room, and tied it on his body.

Inexplicably, there is a feeling of being the hostess of the house.

There is not much popularity in Wu Zhenzai's room. This popularity does not refer to traces of life, but means that there is no warm atmosphere in the room at all. Others will put some photos anyway, but Wu Zhenzai's room looks like It's just a mess of wine bottles.It's not like a home, but like a hotel that doesn't need to be cherished.

tidy?

nonexistent.

Just like Wu Jingzai's desk.

"Mr. Tan..." Atsushi Nakajima said, "Isn't this the first time you've come to Senior Dazai's house?"

How are you so proficient at finding things?

Tangun arranged all the kitchen utensils, boiled water and prepared to make broth: "All Dazai's things are placed in the same place, which is convenient for me."

"Tangun, I'm going to sleep first, call me when dinner is ready~" Butekunzai lay down on the couch, took a sip of wine, and shouted to Tangun.

"Mr. Dazai, aren't you too ignorant!" Atsushi Nakajima said with a bit of a breakdown.

"What, why are you meeting with Tangun? Donjun, you are too alienated when you say this. It is because of people like you that society becomes so indifferent." Wu Zhenzai elongated his voice lazily. .

Atsushi Nakajima, who was suddenly blamed, was full of question marks.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Tangun." Butengzai pointed at Tangun, "Hey... yes, you don't need to see outsiders." Tangun's words sounded rather forced.

"If you ask this directly, you will definitely answer like this!" Atsushi Nakajima broke down even more, "Mr. Tan, did you say that you have something to do?"

"Since you're all here, let's go to the end." Tangun replied helplessly.

I have all the wild cats outside, so I don’t care whether I have one or a hundred.

"Mr. Tan, please be more determined!" Nakajima Atsushi felt that his spirit was going to be hollowed out.

Sure enough, Mr. Tan who can have fun with Mr. Dazai is definitely not a normal human being in the conventional sense.

but now……

Victims and perpetrators work hand in hand, and he, a well-meaning man, seems powerless.

The author has something to say: Small Theater——Wu Zhenzai: Since the consequences of masturbation and masturbation are the same, there is no difference between masturbation and tongue kissing.

Butei Jae: Tangun ~ Chief Jae (holding a knife): Heh...

Tangun (wiping sweat).

Atsushi Nakajima: A few strokes seem to be a more serious problem than tongue kisses!

Wu Jingzai: ...?

Chief Zai:? ? ?

Tangun: ...is it natural black?

The latest update will probably be shorter...because I'm busy with papers and exams.

Academics come first, so...