My name is Dazai

"This book is a treasure that can make wishes come true." Hearing Dazai's words, Tangun's back felt cold.

He had written his various ways of death in this book before.

If he didn't mark it as a dream, then he would probably really write himself to death.

Tangun asked Dazai to go back first, and he went to see Dazai again after Natsume Soseki's meal was ready.

"So what did Tangun write in the book?" Dazai stretched out his hand, wanting to take the book away.

But Tangun took a sharp step back.

Dazai's fingers curled up slightly: "...Did Tangun write my little notebook on it?"

"The content is not convenient for you to read." Tangun announced in advance, "Dazai is not allowed to read it."

Dazai was like a deflated balloon: "The child has grown up and has a secret..."

In fact, he doesn't care much about other people's privacy. He is responsible for all kinds of rummaging through lockers, listening, and monitoring all kinds of privacy violations.

It's just that when he treats friends, he still respects privacy.

Tangun's expression was very serious, a seriousness that did not give him the slightest room for discussion.

Tangun put the notebook in his schoolbag, and carried the schoolbag in front of his back, he felt that this would give him a sense of security.

"Dazai, I heard that your mafia is good at pouring cement, can you help me pour this book into the sea?" Tangun felt lingering fear when he thought about what he had done before.

Dazai blinked: "Oh... I don't think I've ever done this kind of thing. And I'm not a mafia anymore."

"By the way, should I tell Mr. Natsume?" Tangun felt his head grow bigger.

This thing was found from Natsume Soseki's house. Although Natsume Soseki said that everything at home can be used, this magical prop is obviously not among them.Even if it was Natsume Soseki's own negligence, Tangun couldn't take the blame without burden.

"Actually, you have used up all of this book, and there will be a lot less that can be used later." Dazai Xin said that Tangun could really write.

He could tell from Tangun's reaction that the things written in it were probably related to him.

It is still unknown whether the book can be destroyed, but it cannot be regenerated after being used up.

No one may have thought of this way of handling it before, but it is a treasure after all. Even if human beings can restrain their own thoughts of using it, they may not be able to destroy it cruelly.

Tangun, this can be regarded as a mistake, turning the multiple-choice question between two choices into one choice.

Tangun's characters are written in large characters, and characters can actually be written in the gaps, but the requirement of the book is to have a logical chain, so there is too little room for people to develop.

So the book is not unusable, but has become a very tasteless thing.

"But even so, there will probably be a lot of people who want to get books from you, Tangun, or who will hate you for what you have done." Dazai said to Tangun as he walked along the river.

Tangun held back a sentence for a long time, he always wanted to ask, but he was afraid of being blunt, but after being entangled in the cycle for a long time, he still asked: "Dazai thinks that you will become more dangerous if I leave Do you want to continue with me?"

"I have always liked Tangun, and I am only with you because I like you." Dazai turned his head to look at the river, "Compared to me whose life has always been chaotic, Tangun can actually live a better life. "

"Dazai, have you ever considered what is better for me? Everyone's locks are different." Tangun looked at Dazai, "In my heart, Dazai, you are almost the most important thing... "

He seemed to see through what Dazai wanted to say: "Even if compared to my life, it is the same. I will choose to be with Dazai, so that I will live a happier life."

"But in my opinion, Tangun, your life is very important." Yu Dazai's words are very wrong, but in fact, it is not beyond Tangun's own expectations. After all, Tangun thinks that Dazai should be a kind-hearted person. Tangun trusted his feelings.

What's more, Tangun was taken care of by Dazai a lot.

What Dazai did really made him angry, but after thinking about it, he felt that he lost his temper. In the past few years, Dazai has been taking care of him.He didn't owe him anything, even if it was unfair to Tangun to break up suddenly, but he didn't harbor any malice.

Tangun couldn't get angry.

"Actually, I also have something to ask you." Dazai sighed softly.

"What?" Tangun looked at him.

"Have you been conscious in the past four years?" He thought of the dream he had before, if that dream really corresponded to what Tangun wrote in the book, then some of the words in the dream may not be false.

Tangun: "..."

"It's because of Yumeno Hisaku." How could Dazai forget that inducement?At that time, he really hoped that Yumeno Hisaku would be able to awaken Tangun, but definitely not in this way.

"Almost." Dazai asked this step, and Tangun felt that he could not deceive him like before, "Actually, I am quite happy, after all, I have not missed the moment with you Dazai in the past four years. Will suffice."

"Then you also remember the first time I took Tangun away from you" Dazai changed the subject.

"Remember." Tangun also changed the subject very simply, instead of talking about what happened when he was unconscious, he could talk about anything.

"...Hey, Tangun." Dazai stretched out his hand to straighten Tangun's collar, as if implying something.

He just felt that thinking about Tangun's experience in the past four years was too painful, and he wanted to do something to divert his attention.

"Huh?" Tangun gripped Dazai's wrist back.

"Let's go back to our house?" Dazai restrainedly kissed Tangun on the cheek.

"Dazai, you still tidy up the room." Tangun looked at the tidy room.

He knew that Dazai hadn't been here in the past four years, and things wouldn't be too messy, but the dust would definitely break people down.

Dazai collapsed on the bed, and pulled Tangun by the collar to pull him onto the bed as well.

Tangun lowered his head and kissed Dazai's cheek, Dazai's cheeks began to turn red, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

"Tangun..." Dazai licked his lips, "The things are in the cabinet."

In the past four years, Dazai has long been used to being below, and now he just wants to lie flat and let Tangun do his best.

After all, he has been doing it himself for so many years, and he also wants to lie flat.

Tangun smiled and lay down.

Dazai turned over with an incredulous look on his face: "Tangun?"

"Hey, did I say that I forgive Dazai?" Tangun is indeed not angry anymore, but now he wants to have more say in the daily life with Dazai.

Dazai: "..."

"I just said that I would like to adopt a black cat, but I didn't say I'm not angry." Tangun rolled and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Dazai pulled Tangun's quilt in disbelief, feeling like he was being scumbag by a scumbag.

"Before I forgive Dazai, I can't do this kind of thing anymore." Tangun blinked, "Dazai, you won't cherish something that is too easy to get, right? So Dazai has to work harder and let me forgive you~"