My name is Dazai

Early the next morning, Tangun saw the leader Jae was talking to the Armed Detective Agency and asked them out for dinner.

"Dazai, are you serious?" Tangun looked at the leader Zai who had put on his suit jacket, couldn't help pulling him aside, and whispered to him, "Her request is really ridiculous, we Even if we do it, it won't do us any good, but it will cause trouble for us... Dazai, promise her verbally, but in fact it's enough to fool her, there is no need to do it seriously."

Tangun is not the kind of person who doesn't value his promises, but he cares more about the safety of the people he values ​​than promises.

Promising Alice is asking for trouble, and if she is not careful, she will be invited to the police station for a meal.

Tangun himself did not want to go, nor did he want the leader Zai to go.

"Then Tangun really wants to receive a summons? Alice's threat is not false." The leader Jae grabbed Tangun's hand and stuffed it into his clothes.

Just as Tangun was about to pull out his hand, he felt the leader Jae's skin. He froze, completely forgetting that he wanted to pull out his hand before.You must know that except for the author Zai, the other Dazai are all wrapped in bandages, and their hands should not be able to touch the skin.

Compared with other people's skin, the leader Jae, who has been wrapping his skin tightly with bandages, is even more greedy.

The leader Jae whispered in Tangun's ear, "From now on, I will loosen the knot here. If Tangun gets hungry, he can reach in and touch it anytime."

Tangun didn't know what expression he should put on, but he rubbed his fingers on the leader Jae's skin, feeling quite infatuated.

The leader Jae tilted his head and left an encouraging kiss on Tangun's cheek: "That's it."

Tangun had lost the memory of what he wanted to say before, he hugged the leader Jae tightly into his arms, and kissed his lips.

It was difficult for Tangun to hold back when his lover put on such an attitude of letting you pick and choose, and shared a secret that only the two of them knew.

If it wasn't for the people around, he might have the urge to drag the leader to kill him now.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" When Tangun and the leader Jaiju were exuding charming bubbles, the struggling voice of the writer Ango interrupted them.

It was a sound like slaughtering a pig, piercing into the ears of Tangun and the leader Zai like a sharp sword piercing through all the noise.

Can not ignore.

Both Tangun and the leader Jae showed disgusted expressions at the same time.

Interrupting someone's love is something that needs to be struck by lightning. Even if Tangun has a good temper and is very patient with his friends, he starts to feel unhappy.

But he still poked his head to see what the writer Ango was doing.

"...What kind of man is he who is always timid?! Ango, don't make me look down on you! I always thought you should be better than Dazai! Dazai is not afraid, what are you afraid of!" The poet was also talking The author Ango's elbow, the writer Ango's muscles were tense, both hands grabbed the door frame vigorously, his feet hooked the door frame, and at the same time pressed his own chin against the door of the bathroom in his room.

...Like a Shiba Inu being pulled by the rope by its owner and unwilling to go home.

Tangun couldn't help thinking in his heart.

The writer Jae-ben was cheering for the poet Joong-ye with a weak voice, but after hearing the words directed at him by the poet Joong-ye, he paused for encouragement, then looked left and right, after seeing Tangun , showing a pitiful expression like a puppy, as if he wanted to jump into the arms of the owner.

Alice combed her ponytails today, looking at the bustling upstairs, she felt that fresh melons would never be missing here.

"Tan, you came just in time, and I happened to be here today, let's drag Ango out together." The poet also saw this expression on the writer Jae, and he knew Tangun was coming without turning his head.

"...Ango..." Tangun looked at Ango's expression of resistance, and sighed deeply.

Writer An Wu had a car accident before, and later his whole body suffered a nervous breakdown, and he has been very resistant to cars ever since.

In this era full of modern vehicles, he has turned into a character who is like a squat at home.

"Tan, are you the type...to protect the calf to the point that you believe that the other party will be protected by you for the rest of his life?" The poet also looked at Tangun with provocative eyes.

Tangun: "...I'm not that kind of person."

"But you did that." The poet also challenged.

"You fart! Dan is treating me the way I like!" At this moment, writer Ango understood why writer Zai liked Tangun.

Being with Tangun is really a stress-free thing.

It's just that it's easy for Tangun to spoil people like this.

Rationally, the writer Ango knows that this is not a good look for him, but emotionally he feels more comfortable this way.

Among the poets, I also saw that the writer Ango was relaxed because of speaking, and suddenly exerted force.

But the writer Ango was second only to Tangun and Kusano Shinpei in terms of physical strength, so even the poets caught him off guard and did not pull the writer Ango.

"...Ango, you also think it's not good to be like this all the time?" Tangun looked at the writer Ango with some hesitation.

Writer Ango did not speak.

"Tan, what are you talking nonsense with him, come here and give him a hand." Even the poets couldn't bear Tangun's overly gentle but dawdling look.

Shiba Inu... No, writer Ango's expression became even more resistant.

"Shut up." Tangun said fiercely among the poets, "Let Ango choose."

The facial muscles of the poet Zhongye twitched, but he endured it.

When Tangun is fierce, it is best not to confront him, otherwise there will be a murder.

This is also an experience talk among poets.

"Ango, why don't you think about it for yourself?" Tangun approached the writer Ango and asked the poet to let go, "Today is a gathering with the members of the Armed Detective Agency... Although it will not be peaceful, it is also a new starting point for socializing."

The writer Ango is no longer like Shiba Inu, but silently meditating.

After all, he is a social expert of the rogue faction, and he is a person who likes to socialize with others.

After staying in one place for such a long time, he also felt that he was going to be suffocated.

The writer An Wu didn't struggle for long. In fact, the balance in his heart has been tilted. He already has his own answer. He only needs others—even poets, to push him down. out with you."

Writer An Wu's face raised a smile that wanted to make trouble: "It's so lively, I will definitely not miss it."

The happy end of the promise is...

When the writer Ango was about to go out, a car passed by the door quickly.

Writer An Wu immediately hugged the door of the house, and said like a fried hair: "Wait, wait, let me go back, I don't want to go out!"

This time even Tangun didn't agree, but he and the poet also hugged the writer Ango's waist like pulling a carrot: "Come out!"