My name is Dazai

Nobuko Sasaki.

What this woman brings to Kunikida Doppo isn't necessarily the most painful memory, but it's about the same.

She is the woman that Kunikida Dopō has seen most in line with his mate selection criteria during his life, and her smile always makes his heart beat faster when we are together.

Although Takenzai molested other women, he was quite annoyed, but only the teasing of Takenzai and Sasaki Nobuko made him feel a little bit jealous.

Even if two years have passed, he has no way to forget that woman.

She is definitely not a good person, Kunikida has never intended to defend her, and many people died directly or indirectly at her hands.

Kunikida sometimes wonders what it would be like if she met herself first instead of the Cangwang. He never imagined that he would hear this name from Haruo Sato.

"You've heard of this name before." Sato Haruo felt a little embarrassed, "It seems that there is a personality mismatch?"

"...She has passed away." Kunikida Doppo said.

This is scarier than being scumbag.

In their world, although Sasaki Nobuko can be said to have a long-term fate, she still has many romantic encounters.

After leaving Kunikida Doppo, life is not good, but love life is very rich.

That is a magical woman whose life experience has been changed into novels.

Haruo Sato doesn't know exactly what she thinks. After all, everyone is not in the same circle. They may explore Kunikida Doppo, but Nobuko Sasaki is no longer within the scope of their attention.

Kunikida Doppo in front of him looks like an honest person, if that Miss Sasaki is like the one he knows, maybe he is the one being teased instead.

"Sorry." Haruo Sato didn't continue to talk about this question, "If you can't think about it, you can try to die for love."

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

"Are you and Dazai really not a master-student relationship?"

This opening is martyrdom.

Tangun and the writer Jae either had sex together or died in love.

Haruo Sato seemed to bind these two things alone.

"No." Haruo Sato shook his head.

"Then..." Kunikida Doppo heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm his teacher's teacher, so I can barely be considered a teacher." Haruo Sato said.

So it really is your teacher's education that has a big problem!

"...Tangun, what are you thinking?" The leader blew into Tangun's ear.

Tangun was holding the wine glass in his hand, but his eyes had drifted to some unknown place, apparently in a daze, and he was very preoccupied.

Tangun sat up straight suddenly, as if his tail had been stepped on, and the wine spilled on his own pants.

"It's nothing." Tangun took out the tissue, rubbed it for a while, and found that he couldn't wipe it off, so he didn't continue to wipe it off.

"Is it time for Tangun to have a secret that he doesn't want to share with me?" The leader tilted his head, and put his face in front of Tangun, like a curious cat drifting over, "Then you want me to guess?"

"Farewell." Tangun resolutely refused.

Dazai can definitely guess his mind, and maybe they will guess it all at once.

But if they guessed it, they probably wouldn't say it directly. Instead, they would say several messy and embarrassing answers before they started talking.

Tangun didn't want to die in front of Haruo Sato - at least once again.

"I was thinking, the letter Dazai left before his death said that Mrs. Tsushima was his favorite..." Tangun smacked his lips to calm down his emotions, and after saying the words, he covered his lips Forehead, I don't know if I'm hiding my emotions or I really feel a headache.

He felt that many things were worth remembering, but why did this picture appear in his mind?

"Mr. Kunikida met Nobuko Sasaki, then, Dazai...you...would you also meet Michiko Ishihara?" Tangun breathed out pretending to be relaxed after saying this, "I am here Thinking about something that didn’t happen? Isn’t it kind of ridiculous.”

"Tangun's jealous look is so cute." The leader looked at Tangun while holding his chin.

Tangun's jealousy will not be written directly on his face, he will not be too emotional with decades of life experience.

Children can throw temper tantrums, but Tangun doesn't.

The leader Jae felt that if he told Tangun that he had someone else he liked, Tangun might even smile and let him go and have a good time with someone else.Although Tangun was more courageous than him in many ways, if he really wanted to shrink back, the white cat could quickly slip into the corner and lick the wound silently.

Tangun froze for a moment, then wanted to laugh, but showed a slightly embarrassed expression.

"You are better than her. That writer won't be able to say it." The leader Zai seemed to step on the writer Jai inadvertently, "This comparison is not suitable. It is neither for Tangun nor that Miss Ishihara." No, after all, if you like someone, there is no need to compare it with another person you like. But in my case, I can say that Tangun is the best."

"Don't worry about Tangun, I already belong to Tangun. There is no need for Tangun to be afraid of a person I have never met. She has never won me. Tangun has already won."

The leader Jae looked at Tangun and didn't respond, so he could only continue talking.

"And am I one of those people who can step on two boats?" The leader Zai said forcefully.

Tangun lowered his head in thought, then raised his head: "...uh. What if there are two of me?"

Tangun's mood adjusted very quickly. Dazai Ke was originally a sensitive creature, and he wanted to show a stronger image in front of Dazai.

"That's another matter." The leader Zai thought that if there were two white cats, he would suck one on the left and one on the right, and he would be as happy as heaven.

Tangun silently looked at his other black cats.

Everyone is Dazai, so...

"I said one on each side is my standard for me, not my standard for you!" The leader Jae covered Tangun's eyes so that he could not continue to look at the other Dazai, "One person raises two cats and one cat looks around. Can the owner do the same?!"

"It's not fair!" Tangun struggled hard.

"What's unfair? This is the price of being adopted... Oh, yes, fostered, Tangun, don't forget that you are still protected by me!" The leader Jaejoong seemed to have just remembered this matter.

Haruo Sato looked at Tangun.

When Tangun heard the words of the leader Jae, he felt bad, and turned his head just in time to meet Haruo Sato's eyes.

Haruo Sato silently felt his hand in the pocket of his clothes, and then gave his wallet - although he didn't know if the money in it was still usable - to Tangun: "Tangun, I can only help you So many."

Tangun felt that the money was too hot to touch: "Mr. Chunfu, I don't need..."

Tangun, who had always lent money to others, was suddenly borrowed by his teacher. He felt that he was the same as Quan Jinghua before, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

Haruo Sato felt that Tangun was sincerely resisting his assistance, he couldn't continue to persevere, as if he persisted, he would lose Tangun's face.

"It's really hard to raise Dazai, Tangun, you have to be careful." Haruo Sato still remembered that he was a student who majored in economics in college, "Be careful with your wallet."

Maybe the relevant knowledge has been lost for so many years, but Tangun is still far more reliable than Dazai and Ango.

At least he has always been borrowed by Dazai and the others.

"Uh, this..." Tangun scratched his cheek, it would be strange if he could refuse Dazai.

What's more, even if he is rich, Jae, the addicted leader who is taking care of him now, will find an opportunity to empty his wallet.

That's how the little cat with the paws makes people itch.

Haruo Sato didn't know how to understand it, he put away his wallet: "That's it... It feels good to get something for nothing. But if you are adopted, you don't get something for nothing. At least you have to please the benefactor. About this point ..." You can learn from Dazai.

Haruo Sato has read the writer Zai's Disqualification in the World, so he naturally knows how good Yozo Oba is in this semi-autobiographical novel.

It is not an exaggeration for the writer Zai to say that he has a talent in this area, but if he says this, the writer Zai will probably want to die.

It's fine for him to write it himself, but he will feel ashamed if it is said.

But the reason why he stopped talking halfway was because he suddenly thought of the pitiful state of Tangun falling into the black cat pit.The white cat was overwhelmed by the black cats, leaving only a few pitiful white hairs. After the black cat had had enough fun, Tangun sighed and straightened his hair, wiped the stains off his glasses, and wiped his Clothes arranged.

Such Tangun can be said to be far beyond the effort that Canary needs to put in to curry favor with the benefactor.

It's so pitiful.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it. Tangun, you just need to protect yourself from being spoiled by the Dazai." Haruo Sato patted Tangun earnestly, "Take care of your kidneys."

This litter of Dazai raised by Tangun is too cruel.