My name is Dazai

"Dazai-kun, you seem to be in love recently" Mori Ogai said suddenly after giving Dazai a new task.

"Hmm." Dazai perfunctory while looking at the document.

"Dazai-kun has reached this age too." Mori Ogai covered his face, expressing emotion like an old father.

Dazai didn't even want to be perfunctory this time.

Mori Ogai stared for a long time, but he didn't wait for Dazai's next sentence, seeing Dazai throwing the documents on his desk and preparing to leave, he could only continue by himself.

Alice tugged at the corner of Mori Ogai's clothes: "Who wants to talk to the nagging uncle?"

"Alice sauce!"

Dazai had already put his hand on the doorknob.

He is not in the mood to talk to Mori Ogai today, he has other things to do.

"Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai shouted.

Dazai sighed, and looked back helplessly: "Mr. Mori, tell me."

"If Dazai-kun is in love, can you not swipe my card?" Mori Ogai wanted to talk to Dazai about this for a long time, but, "It's like I'm taking care of your girlfriend."

"Oh, anyway, Mr. Mori is a lolicon, so it's not surprising that he's a pervert." Dazai nodded, completely showing the self-attitude of "I was wrong, but I just won't repent."

"Is Dazai-kun's girlfriend the same age as you?" Mori Ogai looked up at Dazai.

"It's beyond Mr. Mori's hunting range." Dazai pondered for a moment, "It doesn't matter, anyway, it's not me who has a bad reputation."

Mori Ogai: "..."

"Anyway..."

"Mr. Mori wants me to use my own money to fall in love..." Dazai turned around and opened his hand, "Mr. Mori, where is my salary?"

In theory, the port mafia makes a lot of money, but Dazai is not keen on taking wages.

Things like money don't mean much to him, and he often doesn't bother to take them.

Just like he lives in a messy place, lack of money doesn't affect him too much. If he is short of money, he can swipe his bank card wherever he wants.

Mori Ogai coughed lightly: "Funds are tight... But Dazai-kun don't need to be nervous, I didn't embezzle your money, I just invested your salary in the port mafia as self-confidence, I will pay you dividends, you There will be no loss."

Dazai looked at Mori Ogai with contempt.

A black-hearted boss always has a hundred excuses for defaulting on employee wages.

Mori Ogai coughed hard: "Don't look at me like that... okay, okay, I don't want that card anymore, I'll use it as a salary card for you."

Bearer bank cards have this disadvantage.

Only then did Dazai feel a little satisfied: "The previous overtime pay is also counted."

"Then Dazai-kun..." Why don't you swipe my card?

Dazai took out a bank card between two fingers: "I will use this card from now on."

Mori Ogai looked at the bank card that belonged to him, and covered his chest: "Too..."

Then Dazai slammed the door and left.

Mori Ogai covered his face, but when he raised his head again, his application was somewhat obscure.

"... Dazai-kun didn't care about these before, even the gem business of the port mafia is willing to give up..."

The room was bright, but it made people feel that there was some deadly danger brewing in it.

Mori Ogai didn't think it was natural for Dazai to ask for a salary, but thought it was a dangerous signal for Dazai.

"Alice-chan, how much do you think Dazai-kun will like his girlfriend?" Mori Ogai looked at the door, and his gaze seemed to be on Dazai who left from that door.

"How could Dazai fall in love with someone?" Alice scribbled clumsily with a crayon on the white paper, "I don't think he has the ability to love others at all."

"Does Alice think so?" Mori Ogai looked at Alice tenderly, "What a coincidence."

Dazai was not in a hurry to complete Mori Ogai's mission, but raised his hand to hail a taxi after leaving the port mafia some distance away.

"Go and stay." Dazai threw a wad of money on the car seat.

Mori Ogai's mission?

Tch, the boss who delayed the payment of salary is not worthy of letting him complete the task ahead of time, he will make an appointment first.

Is it strange that young people abandon their work because they are in love?

No, it makes sense.

Now the sun is about to rise, and it is already morning when it arrives in Duliu.

When Tangun came out of his house, he saw Dazai dozing in front of his house.

"Dazai?" Tangun was the first to go out, and when he saw Dazai, he looked back with a guilty conscience.

If Dazai was a girl, he would probably be quite calm. After all, the girlfriends he has had—whether they are serious or casual—are close to double digits.

But the boyfriend still comes first.

He didn't quite know what his family's attitude would be.

"Why are you sitting here without catching cold?" Tangun pulled Dazai up.

"Tangun said that he wanted me to watch your game today." Dazai watched Tangun help him wipe the dust off his clothes, and naturally lay on Tangun's body: "It was already 06: It's 30, it's boring no matter where I go, so I just wait here for Tangun."

Before Tangun was moved, he heard Dazai say, "So why did Tangun come out so late?"

This is his normal time to go out...

Tangun put his hand on Dazai's shoulder helplessly: "Let's go, let's go."

Dazai can always say something that makes his guilt disappear in an instant.

If he hadn't said the last sentence, probably Tangun would have felt guilty that he had nothing to do while brushing his teeth, squeezed out a triangle of toothpaste three times for fun, or that he had repeatedly wiped the toothpaste with a knife several times when spreading jam on toast. Spread the jam evenly.

Sometimes Tangun wondered if Dazai did it on purpose. He said such words on purpose to make Tangun feel less guilty.

It was Tangun who invited Dazai over to play today.

Spring is the season when the temperature is not high and is suitable for holding sports games.

Tangun and Dazai were walking on the road.

Dazai gave Tangun a paper bag.

"What's in here?" Tangun saw several boxes inside.

"Look at this first." Dazai gave Tangun the top box.

It was found to be a lifelike long-haired white cat, which was different from the ones made with molds before, and some details would always be lost when turned over with molds.Tangun turned over several models at that time, and the one for Dazai was the most satisfactory one, and the rest of the failed products were all given to his sister except for the one he made himself.

The white cat was licking its paws. The pink pads looked quite cute, and a golden bell could be faintly seen in the thick white fur on its neck.

"Wow." Tangun's eyes lit up, "Where did you buy the mold? It's so cute."

In order to find the mold he wanted, Tangun not only looked for it himself, but also asked his sister to find it.

Tangun didn't even bother to pick out his own clothes, but when a culinary enthusiast picks up materials, there is no end to it.

"I made it myself." Dazai said proudly with his hands on his hips.

"... Seriously." Tangun stopped in his tracks.

"Taste a sip" Dazai blinked.

Looking at that cute cat, Tangun couldn't stop talking.

This is already a piece of chocolate like a work of art, how could he drink it

"Forget it, I'll go home and find a place..."

"If you tell me to eat, you will eat." Dazai took out his gun again, and put it on Tangun's waist, posing in a ferocious posture.

Tangun is already immune to Dazai's trick. His own black cat likes to threaten people with arrogance. In fact, it is like playing between cats. Although the teeth are sharp, they only bite lightly in the end, and the actual damage is zero. .

"I ate." Tangun felt his heart was about to break.

"Eat." Dazai slightly lifted the white cat.

Tangun looked at Dazai, and asked again: "Eat." He seemed to be giving himself psychological counseling, and he seemed to want to see a trace of regret from Dazai.

"Tangun is so long-winded." Dazai only had expectation on his face.

After all, Tangun didn't bite down, but licked it.

Tangun: "..."

Dazai asked excitedly, "Is it delicious?"

Tangun wiped the drool on the white cat with his hand expressionlessly: "It smells like plaster."

This white cat isn't white chocolate at all, it's plaster.

"Because I wanted Tangun to keep this forever, so I made it into a plaster." If Dazai had a cat's tail now, the cat's tail would be raised proudly, "Actually, I planned to use the tofu I made , but it’s too hard for me to understand, so it’s the only way~” Tangun felt that Dazai’s words had too many flaws.

Do you want to complain about the plaster cat chocolate first or the tofu is too hard to cut?

Tangun put the white cat back in the box and gave it a reluctant look before closing the box, and then he took out the other boxes.

"But I made a mold with plaster, Tangun can eat this~" Dazai pointed out the real white cat chocolate.

"It's amazing!" After Tangun said this, he suddenly became vigilant, "How do you make chocolate?" He remembered Dazai's dark cooking, plus the evidence of what Dazai said just now...

"It's the white chocolate I bought." Dazai put the white cat to Tangun's mouth, "Knowing that Tangun is afraid of my cooking, and I don't have that much free time, it's natural to save trouble."

Tangun said in his heart that I think you are quite idle, then he opened his mouth, took a bite, and bit on... the plaster.

Dazai laughed, turned around and ran away, leaving Tangun biting the plaster white cat in a daze.

Tangun silently took the white cat out of his mouth and opened the rest of the box.

The last box also contained a white cat, this time Tangun took it out vigilantly, put it to his nose and sniffed it.

It is the fragrance of white chocolate.

Not plaster.

Then he looked helplessly at the furtive Dazai hiding behind the electric pole, put the white cat chocolate in the box, and chased Dazai feigning anger: "Stop!"

"Meow!" Dazai turned and ran away.

The real white cat chocolate in the box was extremely ugly, it also made people feel sanguine, the ugly one was exactly the same as Tangun's.