My name is Dazai

"Hmm..." Before Dazai opened his eyes, he pushed out the thing in his mouth with his tongue, and then took it out with his hands.

It is white hair.

To raise a cat, one must have the consciousness of eating fur.

Dazai's black suit was almost turning into a white wool suit.

But I lost a lot of hair today.

Dazai turned over, and what he saw was Tangun's rare sleeping posture.

The cat is on all fours, with its front paws stretched above its head and its hind feet tucked in on its belly.

Dazai's eyes would be blinded by the white belly.

Dazai silently took out his camera, and shot crazily.

Rare sleeping position!

All four lovely pink meat pads are exposed, enchanting and lovely.

Tangun silently opened his eyes, and looked at Dazai with vacant eyes.

"Tangun don't move, I'll just take a few more photos, just a few more..." Dazai said idiotically? .

Tangun ignored him, turned over, landed on the bed with all four paws, and jumped off the mattress.

He woke up once near dawn and returned to his normal size.

Being able to turn into a huge cat is his trump card, and he still hasn't forgotten how he looked when Dazai caught him.

Just don't tell Dazai that he can turn into a big cat, just like he didn't tell Dazai that he can have cat ears in human form.

"Meow—" Tangun walked around Dazai a few times and sized him up.

Does this guy have any impressions from last night?

Dazai got down on the ground and was at the same level as Tangun: "What's wrong with Tangun?" "Mi..." Tangun turned into a human form, rolled over, and lay on the ground, looking at Dazai, "Dazai told me last night said something."

Tangun's posture looks like a cat turning its belly.

Dazai thought in his heart, propping his chin with one hand: "What are you talking about?" "Hmm..." Tangun pondered for a moment.

Dazai is too good at pretending, he can't tell if he is lying or not.

If Dazai didn't remember, it was like setting a trap for himself by mentioning it.

Dazai stretched out his hand and stroked Tangun's shoulder, like he was petting a cat.

Tangun was indeed very comfortable, and seemed to be falling asleep with his eyes closed.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly: "No, I still have something to say."

Dazai stopped his hand: "Hey, what?" "Keep touching, it's so comfortable." Tangun took Dazai's hand and put it on his shoulder again.

Dazai didn't continue touching Tangun's shoulder, but scratched Tangun's chin with his hand.

The fingernails lightly rubbed against Tangun's chin and neck, it felt a little itchy, but Tangun still felt very good.

"Is Tangun so comfortable? Come and try to tickle me." Dazai stretched his head over.

Tangun reluctantly scratched Dazai's chin, and said? : "You told me last night that no one would care about you."

"Hey, but there are Ango and Odasaku." Dazai said.

"That's what I answered last night." Tangun took his hand off, "But you said you only like me."

These words are a bit different from Dazai's original intention, but no matter whether Dazai really doesn't remember or pretends not to remember, the little cat narcissistically attributes all the likes to himself.

"Eh?" Dazai blushed, and buried his head in Tangun's neck, "I really like Tangun."

"I thought about it, and I think you have such pessimistic and negative thoughts. It turns out that your circle of contacts is too small." Tangun sat up and turned to face Dazai.

"...So, Tangun?" Dazai approached Tangun.

Tangun backed away a bit unnaturally, felt that his reaction seemed a little guilty, and felt that he usually had this attitude: "Why don't you stick so close to me, I don't want to get so close to men."

"Just now when Tangun was being touched comfortably, he said to keep touching...a ruthless bad cat." Dazai said bitterly? .

Tangun felt that Dazai's topic diverged too much, so he immediately pulled the topic back: "So I think Dazai should expand his circle of contacts and get to know more people, so that he won't complain bitterly that no one likes me. Such words."

Waiting for Dazai to have someone who will like him, then he will not be so important to him.

Dazai blinked, and gave a perfunctory and confused "Oh".

"So, let's make more friends." Tangun patted Dazai on the shoulder, and then said excitedly to himself, "I think it's very suitable. You have been bullied by Dazai so many times and you haven't killed you yet." , is definitely a kind person.”

Dazai: "..." Tangun, why do I feel that the "kindness" in your mouth is like the "gentleness" in Odasaku's mouth, it is so inconceivable in the eyes of others.

"People and slugs can't be friends." Dazai muttered.

"That's what he said, but he was not beaten to death." Tangun exclaimed.

"But it's not impossible." Dazai approached Tangun, "Then what reward can Tangun give me?"

Tangun: "...Huh?"

"I'm going to try to make friends. I'm such a poor and pitiful person, it takes all my courage." Dazai said, as if he was about to cry again, "If Tangun doesn't give me something to motivate me, I will Don’t have the courage to go out and make friends.”

"Uh, I don't have anything." Tangun stepped back even more.

Dazai is a dog, shouldn't he be rewarded with his body?

"Hey, what is Tangun thinking about not repaying with his body." Dazai said disgustedly? .

"What's wrong with my body!" Tangun frowned, "Both fur color and eyes are the most beautiful! I am the cutest cat!"

"You're so narcissistic, Tangun." Dazai sighed.

Even if Tangun had to use his body to repay, it was definitely not a simple way of repaying like petting a cat.

"Then what do you want?" Tangun turned his head away, not wanting to look at Dazai.

"Tangun, why don't you tell me about your past?" Dazai said, "Every time I go to try to make friends with someone, Tangun tells me one thing about your past. For example, where did Tangun live before?" Who was the first person to raise Tangun? Does Tangun have any favorite humans?"

"Such a question~" Dazai winked.

"...There are a lot of private goods." Tangun couldn't complain.

"How is Tangun?" Dazai began to act coquettishly.

Tangun covered his face.

Asking him what he used to do where he lived, is it an idea to catch cats there after he runs away?

"Alright." Tangun reluctantly agreed.

Anyway, he never went back to the place where he lived before because of the death of the shrine owner.

After a while, Tangun came back to his senses: "Wait, why should I pay for something that is obviously for your own good?"

"Tangun can't go back on his word!" Dazai grimaced, "Alright, I'm going to find Chuya to make friends."

Tangun turned back into a cat and jumped on top of Dazai's head.

Tch, since he is asking for a reward, he has to watch over it.

The author has something to say: Small Theater - Chuya: Tangun, I treat you well, right?Why did you want to kill me Tangun: ...Anyway, kittens have no bad intentions... Meow.

Chuya: Meow, you big-headed ghost!

So, is Dazai really drunk? Does he remember what he said last night?

Hee, when I wrote it, I wrote it according to Schrödinger's drunken state.

So do you think you are really drunk, half drunk or just pretending?