My name is Dazai

Dazai's idea is actually quite dangerous.

He thought of a supernatural being——Q, or rather, Yumeno Kusaku.

If Tangun wanted to see his sister again, he didn't necessarily need to go through Rantang, the ability of Yumeno Hisaku could actually do it.

Yumeno Kusaku is a thing that makes people see their own fear, and Tangun has too much heart for his sister, so Dazai knows that if Tangun falls into the supernatural brain hell, then he must see his sister, And they would probably be twisting, whining, and saying things that hated Tangun.

Tangun will indeed suffer, but he will also breathe a sigh of relief, after all, being insulted can be regarded as a relief for him now.

And even better, Tangun, who was completely abandoned by his "sisters", would probably let them go completely.

This is the inferiority of human beings. If they forgive Tangun, Tangun will probably never forget them.

But if you are resented, you can let go of some of your feelings for them after you breathe a sigh of relief.Although I will still feel guilty, I will never give up.

What Dazai likes is Tangun, does he have any thoughts or affection for his sisters.

All he wanted was for Tangun to forget about them completely—or to have their presence replaced by Dazai.

But he was a little reluctant to let them suffer so much.

Dazai reluctantly gave up on this plan.

Then just change to another one.

After Tangun was kissed by Dazai, he was a little dazed, and the loneliness in his heart suddenly doubled.

But soon he suppressed the feeling of reluctance.

After all, he has lived alone for many years, even if he feels lonely occasionally, that emotion can be gradually controlled.

That didn't last long on Tangun.

Tangun basically forgot about that feeling in the afternoon. He pulled his hair and looked at the documents, and worked with his head down until almost four or five o'clock.

Work is the best way to forget worries—Tangun in the temporary social animal mode?think.

"Tangun, let's go eat~" When Tangun was about to read the latest document, he was poked back to his senses.

Dazai stretched out one finger and poked his waist, while the other hand was behind his back, he bowed to look at Tangun, and when Tangun turned his head, his face was very close to him.

"Dazai?" Tangun didn't recover.

Tangun looked at Dazai after recovering from the work mode, and the previous emotion of being suppressed by work resurfaced again.

Tangun frowned lightly, feeling that sense of loneliness reappeared.

He never knew what a loveless type he was.

"...Is there something?" Tangun didn't notice what Dazai said before.

"It's time to eat!" Dazai shouted into Tangun's ear with his hands like trumpets.

"Wait a minute, I'll send this document..." Tangun felt that his job was almost over, so let's just finish it.

Dazai jerked Tangun's chair with its pulleys.

Tangun, who didn't hold the documents, scattered the documents all over the floor, and hurriedly grabbed the armrests of the chair with both hands.

"Dazai?!" Tangun was taken aback by this sudden movement.

The skill that Dazai surprised him was still being used steadily.

"Let's leave work and everything aside." Dazai issued a resounding fishing declaration, "Let's just leave things with his subordinates."

Dazai's new subordinate, Mori Ogai, was stroking his hair and looking at the document.

The order from the superior is absolute, and Dazai took these documents from the leader.

Mori Ogai, who was too self-motivated, felt that he could not refuse at all.

"I am the leader, this kind of thing..." Tangun felt that he was not a very responsible leader, but he thought it would be better not to do such things.

Dazai pushed open the door and dragged Tangun into the dining room.

It was not easy for Tangun to struggle when he was outside the door, he sat down quietly, as if this was nothing to be surprised about.

Dazai turned his head slightly to look at Tangun.

It feels like a cat lying in a nest, and it calms down as soon as it is carried outside.

Tangun was eating dinner, he didn't talk much, and he didn't know how to communicate with Dazai, who was six years younger than him, so basically Dazai was talking while eating.

He felt that there was really nothing he could do in the past. The bloody feats of being a killer and the bloody orders of being a leader are all disgusting.

Tangun cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

He didn't speak, and he ate quickly, so he finished eating when Dazai only took a few bites.

For the rest of the time, Tangun sat quietly in the chair and listened to Dazai speak.

Although he showed no expression, his demeanor was relaxed.Because of the indifference and slack eyes, because of the relaxation, the gentleness of the original eyes and face shape is revealed.

Maybe it was guilt towards Dazai, so he sat there patiently.

After waiting for Dazai to finish eating, it was almost an hour later.

"By the way, Tangun, are you really determined that you will agree to whatever Rantang-san asks you?" Dazai asked.

Tangun looked at Dazai, and said to himself what he thought Dazai might be worried about: "If I want something from you, I will refuse."

If Lantang said he wanted to kill Dazai, he would never agree.

"...What if it's your own life?" Dazai clenched his fists tightly, controlling his urge to beat the cat.

Tangun narrowed his eyes and smiled, as if he felt a little bit relieved: "It's probably time for me to pay for my sins."

It's time to pay for my sister and the person I killed.

Dazai got an answer that was completely expected by him, but also unsatisfactory, he approached Tangun, and kissed Tangun on the face—just like the kiss he had this morning: "Tangun... I really can't do anything about you."

Tangun was stunned by this sentence for a moment, and before he had time to ask, Dazai left.

He could only sit at the dining table, thinking about the meaning of Dazai's words.

Then he touched his cheek.

Since his sister died, he dared not go home again, and no one had any close contact with him.This kind of kiss made Tangun's heart beat faster.

He didn't have any thoughts about Dazai, it was just the touch of a person who hadn't had close contact with others for a long time to the person who warmed him.

It seemed a little shameful and embarrassing to say it, but Tangun kind of wanted to hug Dazai, to rub back and forth in his arms for a little warmth.

Although he did not dare to accept or intend to accept Dazai's warmth, at a certain moment, he still felt the warmth of his family.

After a period of time, Tangun finally stood up slowly, remembering to warm things up once in a while, how long?It can only make him sink and unable to struggle.

Tangun pushed open the door of the dining room a little tiredly, but suddenly saw something hanging by the door, and didn't know if it was because of his movement, he even turned it around.

Even Tangun, who had seen too many corpses and was almost indifferent to life and death, could not help but slowly widen his eyes.

It was a person who was hanging himself, and he didn't know if he had strangled himself to death, but he felt that there was no movement.

He is not tall, he is still a child in terms of stature, and he is wearing clothes that are similar in style to his today's clothes, as if every part is telling his love for him.

That curly hair and bandage were so conspicuous and familiar to Tangun.

Tangun felt that his heart was about to stop beating. He trembled with his hands. The blade hidden in his sleeve failed to slip off after several attempts. In the end, he pulled it out with his left hand and scratched his own. wrist.

He wasted too much time.

Tangun couldn't help cursing his mistake in his heart.

Tangun almost used all his strength to quickly cut the rope, then caught Dazai and hugged him forcefully.

The person who gave him warmth one second, wanted to hang himself at the door the next second.

Tangun trembled all over.

The author has something to say: Small theater - Dazai: surprise!

Tangun: ...

Dazai (beat): Tangun is not frightened at all.

Tangun (scared): Meow meow meow meow meow!

Dazai: ...So it's the length of the reflection arc?

Mi... Can I give alms to Mao Mao today?

"turned over to rua"