My name is Dazai

Unpleasant day, starting from the chicken flying dog jumping.

When Mr. Tan got up, he saw Dazai jumping out of the kitchen, holding a casserole, and shouting loudly: "Good morning, father-in-law!"

"Hey, you bastard!" Mr. Tan took a step back suddenly, for fear that the psychopath with the casserole would spill the soup on him.

But Dazai's hand was very steady, and he didn't let Mr. Tan's newly changed clothes be scrapped.

Mr. Tan is really dissatisfied the more he looks at Dazai, this guy speaks frivolously, and will like a student, dresses strangely, and likes to play pranks... Although they haven't been together for a long time, Mr. Tan has already deeply understood Dazai's The bad.

He could no longer persuade Tangun to let him change his love partner, but his urge to see Tangun's eyes became stronger and stronger.

Dazai is a person who has nothing to do with being cute, or the type that would be annoying to most people.

Every time Mr. Tan sees Dazai, he feels that he is too old to understand the aesthetics of young people.

"This is my Vitality Stewed Chicken~" Dazai opened the lid, "You guys eat slowly first, I'll go and wake Tangun up."

Miss Tan rubbed her head and walked to the dining table to sit down, looking at Dazai in naked attire, she was not seduced by the beauty of the man in front of her, but had a deep suspicion on her face: "Would you like What are you doing?" Not to mention that from the very beginning Miss Tan looked at Dazai as if she was looking at a bad guy who stalked his brother. Even if she was really captured by him, it was only temporary. filter.

His good looks are only used as a guarantee that he will not be killed.

"Am I that kind of person? What's the use of teasing you." Dazai unbuttoned his apron.

"You will be happy," Miss Tan said cautiously.

"It's meaningless for you to say that." Dazai hung up the apron, "Lady with a small belly will become ugly."

Miss Tan covered one side of her cheek and glared at Dazai.

Mr. Tan looked down at the casserole and carefully smelled it.

What comes out is indeed the aroma of food.

He tasted a small amount, and it seemed to be fine, and it was still a bit fragrant.

"Come and eat, it doesn't seem to be a problem." Mr. Tan sat down, anyway, it would be a relief for him not to cook with him today, then he looked up at Dazai, "Wait, why hasn't he gotten up yet? Are you still going to school?"

"Oh, if you can't get up, you will skip class." Dazai stopped and said back.

Mr. Tan: "...Of course I won't force him to go to school. It's best for him to suspend school and stay at home, but aren't you a teacher?"

Dazai beat the palm of his left hand with his right hand: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot about it."

Mr. Tan wanted to knock on Dazai's head to see what was in this guy's brain.

Tangun actually woke up a long time ago, but he just lay on the bed too lazy to move, he heard Dazai coming up bouncingly, he turned his head to look at Dazai: "What did you do again?"

Although Tangun couldn't hear what they were talking about downstairs, he could see Dazai smiling like a fox who stole fish.

In front of Tangun, Dazai made no secret of his pride.

"I'm going to cook." Dazai rolled Tangun into a long strip with the quilt, got on the bed and hugged Tangun in his arms.

"How did you do that?" Tangun was wrapped up and hugged, feeling like he had turned into a humanoid cat scratching board, and he still felt a little confused when Dazai hugged him.

Then he was terrified soberly by Dazai Po's cooking steps.

"Wait, won't they be poisoned if they eat it?" Tangun wanted to ask Dazai carefully, but now he is being surrounded by a caterpillar, unable to move at all, he can only twist his body and try hard. raised his upper body and asked.

"It won't die... Well, it should be like this." Dazai said in an uncertain tone, "I ate it for two of my friends, didn't they die too?"

"...It's miserable to be your friend." Tangun spit out a sentence that could be regarded as truth in the universe.But he was also relieved, although he didn't know who Dazai's friend was, but he felt that Dazai would take others... Forget it, Dazai in other people's range, vicious cats always like to play with the lives of their prey, so I still use "will not take" Joking with friends' lives" would be more accurate.

"Ugh..." Dazai buried his head in Tangun's arms, and began to cry.

"Do you still need me to comfort you?" Tangun couldn't help complaining.

Mr. Tan felt that his work status was very wrong today. He felt that he was full of energy, which reminded him of the speed and concentration of homework on the last day of the holiday, but it was a little different from catching up with homework. decline.

"Oh, Tan, you are very motivated today!" The colleague looked at Mr. Tan, it was clearly still morning, but he almost finished the work that was supposed to be tomorrow afternoon, and his efficiency was terrifying.

The boss passed behind Mr. Tan and praised him: "This is the efficiency that a man should have."

However, Mr. Tan did not stop at noon.

By the afternoon, Mr. Tan had already started working five days later.

The boss was leisurely passing by with a coffee cup, and when he saw a pile of work done on Mr. Tan's desk, his hand holding the coffee trembled suddenly: "Tan, I know your child is sick and you are very anxious, but You don't need to work hard to this level, everyone will help you."

There is no other reason. Mr. Tan has done too much, which has exceeded the point where he should be gratified. Moreover, Mr. Tan's face is not tired at all, and he looks so refreshed that he is abnormal.

So the boss's mentality changed from gratification to panic. He didn't intend to let his employees die suddenly.

He put the coffee cup on the next table and put his hand on Mr. Tan's shoulder, trying to make him stop.

However, as soon as he put his hand up, Mr. Tan fell back.

The boss screamed almost silently.

...Sudden death "The chicken soup you made...is that the reason why they were both lying down and being sent back?" Tangun saw his father and sister lying on the sofa as if they were dehydrated after school like fish.

If Dazai hadn't told Tangun in advance, Tangun felt that there would be one more person lying down.

"Yeah." Dazai ran to the edge of the sofa, pinched the middle of the two of them with his hand.

"Dazai? Wait, why did something happen to me here? My head hurts...Damn it..." Mr. Tan tilted his head to look at the clock, and then jumped up, "I just passed out I'm not at work yet! Dazai, what have you done!"

Salted Fish's tail flicked... no, Miss Tan's fingers twitched slightly, she opened her eyes and looked at Dazai: "Why am I lying here?" "...There is something I don't know whether I should tell you." Because the sofa was occupied by the two of them, Tangun could only sit on the chair at the dining table.

"He poisoned me." Mr. Tan raised his hand slightly upwards, as if as long as Tangun said yes, he would close his throat to induce vomiting.

Tangun: "..." Why would your first reaction be this

"No, he didn't... No, he did" Tangun originally wanted to say that although Dazai is very skinny, he is not such a person, but then he suddenly thought that Mr. Tan and Miss Tan completely forgot what happened today. The way things are, if they are fine, why are they so, isn't this just poisoning?

It seems that it is an exaggeration to say that Dazai did it on purpose.

In the end, Tangun could only stammer and say, "Dazai has no evil intentions."

Mr. Tan looked at Tangun with eyes full of complex emotions.

Tangun didn't understand Mr. Tan's eyes.

Mr. Tan sighed deeply: "Elbow, close your hand a little, don't be so anxious to turn outside."

Why didn't he realize that Tangun had this potential before?