My name is Dazai

You guys don't worry about what I do to you at all?or I can do anything

Dazai's teeth seemed to bite through the skin of Tangun's neck, one of his hands was pressing on Tangun's right shoulder, and the other hand was grabbing Tangun's left arm.

Even Tangun frowned.

Dazai didn't seem to want to let Tangun go easily, his teeth moved upwards, from Tangun's neck socket to Tangun's neck, and the teeth rubbed against Tangun's neck.

Dazai bit Tangun's neck, he could feel Tangun's inferior carotid artery beating gently.

Dazai just had an impulse.

Just bite it down like this, let Tangun die in his own hands is better than dying in Lan Tang's hands.

After all, if he died in the hands of Lan Tang, he might become a walking corpse in the future.

Compared to watching Tangun die, Dazai was more worried that Tangun would lose his soul or be soberly controlled.

Dazai's teeth moved slightly and touched Tangun's Adam's Apple.

"Pfft—cough cough cough!" Tangun finally couldn't bear it anymore.

A choking feeling climbed up from his throat, and he endured and endured, but some things were completely conditioned reflexes, and it was his own outstanding endurance that he could endure for so long.

He pushed Dazai's chest with his hands, and coughed while clutching his neck.

"Dazai...don't be like this, it's so uncomfortable." Tangun said in a hoarse voice after coughing, he rubbed his hands against his neck, and then gasped.

Although there was no bleeding, the skin was broken, "Are you a dog?"

"... I am also very sad, seeing Tangun give up on himself like this, and let myself become a bargaining chip on the gambling table." One of Dazai's hands grabbed Tangun's hair, and pulled Tangun into his arms Pulling closer, "Tangun, you look so cowardly."

Tangun was not irritated by Dazai's words at all, and he didn't even show any sad and negative emotions. He just looked at Dazai very calmly, and then said, "Well, I am indeed a cowardly person."

If after the death of his younger sisters, instead of just escaping, he went home and explained to his parents, would they not have divorced?

If we talked a little more with them, would he, who was still inexperienced at the time, fall into the pit of the port mafia? As for the resurrection mentioned by Lan Tang, Tangun did not suspect that the other party was cheating, but he just I want to see my sister again, and hear their words whether they hate him or forgive him.

As for possible problems behind...

Tangun escaped again.

Dazai came to question him now, and his reaction was not to solve the problem, but to throw the problem to others.

What the hell is going on with this cat!

It's completely oily, salty, soft and hard.

Dazai felt like he was lying on the ground, pulling out the cat's paws that were hiding under the sofa, but the cat's paws were too tight on the ground, trying to pull the cat out forcefully would hurt the cat, but The cat will not even move its paws out from under the sofa without any effort, if you coax it slowly...

Dazai wondered if there was enough time.

Tangun's appearance is really difficult.

Tangun's psychology and way of thinking have already been fixed, and it is really difficult for him to change Tangun.

Having been the leader for several years, although he was in an unconscious state before, Tangun has long been used to what he said and did not want others to refute it.

He didn't care about things at first, but if he said something, he just hoped that others would shut up and do it.

Even if it was Dazai, he actually didn't want the other party to disobey his words.

Tangun lowered his head and buttoned himself, straightened his bow tie, and looked up at Dazai: "Speaking of which, I probably did affect the agreement between the two of us. Lantang probably wants the power of the port mafia, It's going to affect you, though. He doesn't necessarily want this..."

Saying that, Tangun stretched out his hand to touch Dazai's head.

What he said was actually a rascal, he threw the problem to Dazai and Lantang, and he completely ignored the rest.

"Who wants the port mafia? I don't want to be a social animal!" Dazai slapped Tangun's hand away, "What's so good about the mafia, all I want is Tangun!"

Dazai took a deep breath and looked at Tangun.

Tangun's expression was a little dazed, and then he smiled, and after a while he looked like he couldn't laugh anymore: "If I had met you earlier..."

Tangun shut up before finishing his sentence.

Dazai probably knew what Tangun was thinking, it was just that if he had met him earlier, his fate would have been different, but he felt that this assumption was completely useless, or after thinking about it, he felt that even if he met Dazai, his own situation would be different. It can't be changed.

Tangun got up from the table, and then handed a document to Dazai: "Here are the documents for adoption and the materials for you to enroll in school. It will probably be settled tomorrow. Dazai, if you are in a hurry, you can go to school in three days at the earliest." gone."

"...Tangun, you are changing the subject." This is not what Dazai wanted.

Even though he's smart and knows how to manipulate people's hearts, he can't always show his abilities perfectly in front of the person he likes, and it's even a little difficult for him to look at it rationally when things just broke out.

Dazai clutched his chest, frowned, he took a deep breath, and felt that he had managed to calm down.

He reached out to take the document: "I see, chief."

Tangun froze again.

Dazai twitched the document in Tangun's hand vigorously, but barely twitched.

Tangun looked at Dazai, and the corner of his mouth twitched.He probably wanted to laugh, but didn't, and the final look looked twisted and eerie.

Tangun let go of his hand, then lowered his head, not looking at Dazai.

Then he heard Dazai's footsteps towards the door, heard Dazai twist the doorknob, open and close the door.

Tangun couldn't help curling up for a moment.

Was he dropped again?

Obviously he wanted Dazai to be obedient and obedient, but why does he feel so lonely now?

He was such a useless and fragile person.

His left hand rested on his right shoulder, and his right foot rested on the chair beneath him.

The door was suddenly opened quickly.

Tangun was startled, instinctively lowered his arms and feet, and looked up.

Dazai, who was supposed to leave, poked his head from behind the door, and showed a smug smile when he saw Tangun in a hurry.

"... Dazai, what's the matter with you?" Tangun felt extremely embarrassed in his heart. Just now, he put on a look of resisting and not wanting others to approach, but the next second he was caught posing like he was thrown into a cardboard box. Poor cat expression.

As the leader of the port mafia, he still needs some dignity.

"It's nothing, the young chief left just now, and Dazai came back." Dazai closed the door again, walked up to Tangun's side, put his arms around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek, "Tangun, Don't be afraid, I will be with you."

After the kiss, Dazai did not pester Tangun as usual, but turned around and left.

Tangun touched his face and was stunned.

It's hard for him to describe how he feels right now.

It was as if a person shivering from the cold was hugged and placed in a hot spring to warm him up. He was pulled out of the hot spring as soon as he recovered. When the cold wind blew, he felt nostalgic for the warmth from heart to body just now.

Tangun raised his fingers, and his Adam's apple moved.

God knows how much effort he had just had to suppress the urge to call Dazai back.

Dazai, who closed the door, withdrew the smile on his face.

Tangun is really too cunning, he helped him find a reason to live but he wanted to leave.

This is not possible.

Since it was too late to help Tangun survive with the normal method, let's use a slightly worse method.

For example, let Tangun be afraid of his departure, cannot leave him, and become dependent on him...

Make him addicted to him.

Dazai must feel that he is about to have a love that belongs to the mafia and is full of domestication.

The author has something to say: Small Theater - Tangun (drops ears): Mi...

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Tangun (struggling): No, I'm not...

Dazai (hold tight).

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Dazai: Well, it’s a big cat that needs love~ Mi...

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