My name is Dazai

"It's...another day of social animals." Tangun sat next to Ango.

He—started to feel sleepy while sitting in the chair.

As an assistant to the assistant officer, he naturally wanted to sit closer to Ango.

"Tangun...my sleep has been broken..." Ango obviously also started to feel drowsy.

Office desks always have a magical power.

Tangun: "...Ango, let me make you a cup of coffee first, it's too bad to start drinking Mianmianbreak now."

Ango turned a deaf ear to it, and had already started typing on the keyboard.

Tangun sighed, got up and went to the tea room to make coffee.

There were already several people in the tea room early in the morning.

"Tan, good morning." The person in the tea room has already come out, "The coffee machine is very useful."

Tangun was a type who lived comfortably as long as conditions allowed, because he worked long hours in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, so he put the coffee machine he bought in the tea room.

He doesn't mind others - using it.

However, not many people seem to be able to use it. The vast majority of people who work overtime until their heads are bald are definitely not as busy as Tangun, who smashed the coffee beans and filtered them slowly, and finally made a fuss about it.

Tangun smashed the coffee beans, calculated the time and waited for the coffee to filter out, took out his mobile phone and set the alarm clock to remind him that he planned to go back to work for a while.

Tangun straightened up, but before he could fully get up, someone pinned him down on the table.

"Tangun~" A sweet and greasy voice sounded.

"...Ta, Dazai, it's you..." Tangun wanted to struggle out in embarrassment.

He has great strength, but he doesn't want to hurt his colleagues.

"Tangun, what do you think of my previous proposal?" Dazai hugged Tangun.

Tangun supported the table with both hands in pain: "That kind of proposal is outrageous!"

"Eh? What? I like Tangun very much. If Tangun likes Ji-chan, I can accept Ji-chan. For a good-looking person like me, Ji-chan won't reject me, right?" Dazai rested his chin on On Tangun's shoulder, an invitation for a threesome was warmly issued.

Tangun: "..."

This person Dazai...he existed when he entered the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but—at first he was supervised, but later many people found that this person could not be controlled at all, and gradually gave up the supervision of him .

——At first Dazai was very noisy, but after finding out that he was a funny person, he specially teased him.

Colleagues looked at Tangun as if they were looking at some kind of savior.

As for the matter between him and Ji-chan... Tangun didn't tell Dazai, it was Dazai who stole his mobile phone at some point and proudly showed it to Tangun.

This guy is keen to play with Tangun, so after seeing the conversation between Tangun and Zhichan, he sent out a warm "threesome" invitation, and said "I'm not here to break you up, I'm here to join you" This kind of words is like a TV series line.

"I'm leaving the Supernatural Special Affairs Division soon." Dazai said to Tangun suddenly.

"Really? Congratulations." Tangun loosened his grip on the table.

He began to feel melancholy.

Although I don't like Dazai's 360-degree temptation to cheat him - even though Zhichan didn't agree to Tangun's request for dating, Tangun has no intention of changing his mind.Tangun didn't think his moral values ​​were strong, but he knew that there were some things that he shouldn't do.

But Dazai actually stayed with Tangun for two years.It's not about keeping a pet, it's actually getting along with a person.

Although there is no love between Tangun and Dazai, he feels that there is friendship.

He sighed: "How long is it?"

"Probably - a month." Dazai laughed, "I'm about to leave, maybe in the future Tangun will never get in touch with me, how about giving me a kiss."

Sorrowful mood - swept away, Tangun looked at Dazai with a strange look: "I don't like men. What does it mean that you don't talk to each other when you are old and dead? What did you do to apologize to me and delete my work files? Etc. ...my work file?! Osamu Dazai!"

"No, no, no, do I look so wicked?" Dazai let go of Tangun and raised his hands, "And I know that Tangun likes that kind of lively women. And when I first came to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, I was very Actively developing an office romance."

Tangun: "..." Why are some things so strange when Dazai says them.

What is "actively developing an office romance"?

What happened to him having a girlfriend at the age of [-]!Working so hard without the nourishment of love, he will wither!

Tangun was still a little proud.

He and Dazai were the most popular at the time, especially Dazai, who received a mountain of love letters—even though everyone knew he was here to clean up.

But after a long time, Dazai was eliminated.

- A guy who is yelling about committing suicide and dying for love seems strange no matter how he looks at it, and it is really stressful to get along with him for a long time.

But Tangun was very popular.

He has a gentle personality and can make desserts, and has outstanding abilities and a beautiful appearance.

It is a good choice whether you are playing or getting married.

As for Dazai...just play around.

It was also at that time that Dazai took the initiative to talk to Tangun, and the two began to discuss the type of woman they liked.

But later Tangun took the initiative to pinch his peach blossoms, because he met Zhijiang.

"You are indeed someone who can do that kind of thing." Tangun looked at Dazai, "You deleted Ango's files at that time, right? It caused me to accompany Ango to work overtime..."

I can't even chat with Ji-chan anymore.

No wonder the atmosphere between Ango and Dazai is very stiff every time they get along, and the hatred of deleting files is irreconcilable.

Tangun had a deep understanding.

Just like Dazai pulled the switch when everyone was working, but Tangun's files were not saved.

To tell the truth, at first Tangun planned to beat up Dazai, but when he turned his head and found that all his colleagues were looking like they wanted to beat him to death, he turned his head in a daze to stop the group who were like zombies with their hands outstretched. , A colleague with a ferocious expression and fierce eyes.

The existence of Dazai has made the people in the Supernatural Secret Service Section develop the habit of saving every line they type.

In short, Dazai has done too many wicked things.

"Ah, the coffee is ready." Tangun took out milk from the refrigerator beside him, "Do you want some?"

"Yes, and cat latte art~" Dazai raised his hands.

Tangun glanced at him, "...you are so troublesome."

Dazai smiled like a proud black cat, leaning against the wall and looking at Tangun.

The young man's hair was as white as snow on a high mountain, and his eyes were also clear sky blue. This color scheme should give people a sense of indifference, but Tangun made people feel that he was a white cat warmed in the sun.

However, Tangun's attire still tends to be neat, wearing a crisp dark blue formal suit with his jacket open?Wearing a sleeve, and hanging around his neck is the identity card of a member of the Supernatural Special Service Section.The hair on the right side is combed behind the ear, while the long hair on the left side is still smooth and heavy?force down.

"Okay." Tangun handed Dazai the cat latte art coffee.

"The white cat is so cute." Dazai looked at Tangun and sighed.

"Why are you looking at me and saying this?" Tangun didn't know why he felt a creepy feeling.

Immediately afterwards, Dazai licked off the latte cat with his tongue, and there was still some white foam on his lips.

Tangun's creepiness became more apparent.

"It's sweet." Dazai licked his lips.

"I always feel like you're doing something perverted..." Tangun muttered softly, then turned around and put the big pot of coffee and milk on the tray, ready to take it away.

"Tangun." Dazai put his hand on Tangun's shoulder, "Let me give you a piece of advice."

"What?" Tangun asked with a smile. Although he asked, he didn't think Dazai could give him any good advice.

This guy will probably say something that seems reasonable, but when the other party believes it, he will say "I lied to you".

"'Zhijiang' is not a good person, Tangun." Dazai pulled Tangun's ID card hanging on his chest, "We chatted for two years but didn't reveal much personal information, and there is no one who really promised Tangun to associate with. , is definitely not a good person. Tangun's behavior is already very sincere."

Tangun's face sank: "Zhi-chan is not that kind of person."

Dazai waited for Tangun's follow-up, but only saw that Tangun was puffing up with anger and his face was flushed.

Tangun is the type who can't say anything when his emotions get to the extreme.

Dazai said softly, "Tangun... Maybe I left a bad impression on you before, but you should be able to distinguish some things after staying in the Supernatural Secret Service Division for so long."

"Things... should be judged from the results, right?" Tangun took a deep breath and calmed down, "What benefits can Zhi-chan get from me?"

money?

Maybe that's the only good thing you can get on the Internet.

But Zhijiang didn't ask for it.

"But the other party might be playing for fun." Dazai's smile froze, "Hey, Tangun..."

Tangun clenched his fists.

"Tan! Why did it take you so long to get the coffee?" Ango appeared outside the tea room.

"Sorry." Tangun picked up the tray, "Ango, what are you here for?"

"Find some snacks." Ango approached Tangun and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll help you get it." Tangun turned to Ango and said.

"How much time did you waste in the tea room? Fishing is not as much as you! I'll just do it myself." Ango sneered and pushed Tangun out, "Be careful deducting your bonus."

Tangun was pushed out, only to find that the door of the tea room was slammed shut.

Tangun: "..."

It always feels like Ango is about to hit someone.

But he didn't think deeply.

Tangun didn't notice any interaction between Dazai and Ango during the years he stayed in the Supernatural Secret Service. It should be a very ordinary relationship between strangers. Ango wouldn't vent his anger on strangers.

He carried the tray to his desk.

In the tea room, Anwu looked up at Dazai, who was already taller than him, with a stiff and ferocious smile on his face: "Zhijiang?"

Dazai propped his hands on the table and looked up at the ceiling, like a salted mackerel that had lost his dream.

The author has something to say: Small Theater——An Wu: Isn’t this just a wife playing a trumpet to hook up with her husband to observe whether he will cheat?

Tangun: ...

Dazai: Don't say it, don't say it, play off QAQ Tangun: Dazai, see you on the rooftop.

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