My name is Dazai

Dazai kept pestering Tangun from noon to night, and finally, when it was almost time, Tangun tied him to the bed.

Even so, Dazai twisted his body and acted coquettishly at Tangun: "Tangun, come here~" "Hurry up and rest." Tangun pressed his hand on Dazai's face.

If Dazai is a cat, then he is probably the worst cat. He can play disco not only during the day, but also at night. According to his previous work and rest records, he can even play disco 24 hours a day for several years in a row.Energetic and capable of doing things, raising him requires a battle of wits and courage, and he is also sensitive, and suddenly gets stressed at every turn.

Whoever raises this kind of black cat will collapse.

Tangun felt that he had lost all the hair that he shouldn't have lost as a snow woman.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Dazai, who was tied up in a strip, twisted and shouted, like a primary school student lying on the ground shouting and making trouble.

Tangun was lying on the bed, resting his chin and watching Dazai making trouble.

"...Actually, there is something I wanted to ask before." Tangun's hair fell from his shoulders and fell on Dazai's face.

Dazai turned his head away, as if he had foreseen Tangun's question, and didn't want to answer it.He has calmed down, but it feels more difficult to deal with.

"Do you know who the murderer is?" Tangun asked softly.

He is not obsessed with who killed him.After so many years, how could he not know that he was killed by others, but he just couldn't feel any resentment, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​finding the murderer.

Tangun remembered that he and Dazai came to Seagull Academy to find his murderer.

The abnormality of Dazai's reaction reminded Tangun of their purpose in coming here.

Find the murderer.

After all, Tangun felt that no matter what else happened, it would be difficult for Dazai to have such a sensitive and fragile reaction.

Dazai himself has the feeling of a bystander.

It's not easy to make him so vulnerable.

Tangun frowned, and pressed Dazai's eyebrows with his hands: "Dazai, does the identity of the murderer make it difficult for you?"

Tangun's voice was very soft, as if afraid of scaring Dazai.

But Dazai looked even more reluctant.

Dazai always felt that the vast majority of people in this world were not smart, even Tangun... only became smart because of his filter.

But now he wished Tangun could be more stupid.

Tangun just asked questions in a gentle voice like this, Dazai felt that he didn't need to answer, Tangun would be able to find out the truth of the matter by himself.

In fact, as long as he made up a lie, Tangun would believe him, and Tangun's trust in him always blinded his eyes.

But Dazai didn't want to deceive Tangun.

Tangun's eyelashes trembled: "Could it be that the murderer is..."

Dazai looked at Tangun, the emotion in his eyes made Tangun get stuck.

He didn't know how long he stared into Dazai's eyes, and then suddenly laughed: "Could it be me? I slipped while walking, and hit the back of my head on a stone. I died before I could react." ...Well, no wonder I don't have the slightest urge to look for the murderer. What are you looking for if you are the murderer yourself?"

"Tangun, your neck was broken." Dazai said fiercely.

"Is it strange to have your neck broken when you knock on a stone?" Tangun touched his neck.

"It was twisted, Tangun, you have to trust my autopsy skills." Dazai's tone changed from fierce to dry.

Tangun twitched the corners of his lips, straightened his body, and the ice and snow covered the entire room faintly, as if to indicate that the Yuki in front of him was in a rather bad mood, "So? Dazai, are you trying to laugh at my ridiculous death?"

Dazai's superficial indifference was shattered, and he took a deep breath: "I killed you. Tangun, you should have guessed it yourself, right?"

Tangun looked at Dazai and smiled, "But Dazai is not that kind of person, there is no reason for you to do this."

Tangun didn't doubt Dazai's love for him, after all, he really loved Dazai, if Dazai didn't love him, then his love would be too sad.

"So, did Dazai find some way to go back to the past?" Tangun looked at Dazai with a smile, "Did I hold back my energy for a long time in the past?"

Dazai: "..."

Why does he have a feeling that Feng Shui is turning?

Regarding the fact that he went back to the past, Dazai didn't want to hide it - except that he was Kuroki Shunpei.

Just kidding, he didn't want to see Tangun's reminder.

If he can make out with Tangun every day, he will not be urged to write by Tangun.

"...Tangun doesn't want to find a murderer, do you subconsciously dislike me a little bit?" Dazai's voice was weak, as if he would cry if he was not careful.

This time it was Dazai's turn to challenge Tangun.

The corner of Tangun's mouth twitched, he really never thought that he could explain it this way: "Shouldn't you be moved because I don't hate you at all?"

Sure enough, no one can figure out what the nervous cat is thinking.

"But does Tangun think so in his subconscious?" Although Dazai mentioned the possibility that Tangun might hate him, he still went to Tangun, "Tangun became Inhuman things... I'm really bad."

"I, I don't think I have that kind of subconsciousness at all." Tangun watched Chongchongzai squirming over, "Also, is it something that needs to be concerned about whether it is a human being? If I didn't become a snow girl, could I Being with you...even meeting you is a problem."

Dazai might have thought about disqualification in the human world, but Tangun didn't think much about it.

Whether he is human or weird, he is alive, he is still him, and other details don't need to be cared about.

"Although it was the first time I saw my husband, you took the initiative to rush towards me, but I didn't reject it at all." Tangun let go of Dazai so that he could hold Dazai in his arms.

"...I don't believe it." Dazai said this, but hugged Tangun tightly, "I still feel that Tangun subconsciously doesn't want to see me."

Tangun smelled something unusual, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Dazai: "So? How do you want me to prove my subconsciousness?"

"Look at you! You don't do it before I'm satisfied! Tangun, you definitely hate me subconsciously! If you want to prove that you don't hate me subconsciously, please hurry up and satisfy me! This time counts What!" Dazai grabbed Tangun's collar and shook it vigorously.

as expected.Tangun stared at the dead fish and looked at the evil cat in front of him: "You are not afraid that you will be broken."

What is this little time? Is there any human being who can do "this little time"?

Dazai clutched his chest, and said words full of selfish desires with a righteous expression: "This world has a weird power that I can't get rid of. It must be a hint that I should make good use of this power so that I won't be robbed by my wife." It's broken."

Tangun: "..." No, I don't think the world is implying you that way.

"So, ma'am~" Dazai's hand touched Tangun's body, and his "ma'am" seemed to turn several corners, both flattering and astringent.

The youkai's stamina bar is very long, Tangun is not tired at all, he stopped before because he was worried that Dazai was tired, not himself.

Dazai teased him, how could he not respond.

"Madam, if you don't prove your subconsciousness, I will be so scared that I will cry." There are already a few crocodile tears in Dazai's eyes, matching his aggrieved expression, Tangun feels that he is really There is no way to ruthlessly reject Dazai.

Although I know that Dazai won't really cry, but he looks like this...

Well, probably it is really like what Dazai said, the world has weird powers that he can't eliminate just for them to have fun.

Since there is such a condition, why not satisfy Dazai?

At the door, Xiao Hei frantically scratched at the door: "Meow! Aww——" You guys never finished!Come out and feed the cat for me!

Dabai silently licked his paw.

Hey.