My name is Dazai

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that something was wrong.

Osamu Dazai hadn't devoted himself to work for a long time.

It cannot be said that Osamu Dazai is not serious about his work, but he is a little more normal now compared to the crazy energy before.

It's just that this is normal and not right.

He didn't know where he got a book, and he read it when he had nothing to do, and he laughed strangely from time to time.

Sometimes he looks in one direction and laughs silly.

"...What's the matter with you?" One day, Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't bear it anymore.

"I'm in love." Osamu Dazai said naturally, "Don't you think I'm acting like I'm in love?" Nakahara also wanted to ask who was so unlucky.

"Okay, don't ask so many questions." Osamu Dazai kicked him out.

He was watching Nakahara Nakaya close the door, Osamu Dazai looked at Mr. Ghost: "Is there anything Mr. Ghost wants to tell me?"

The ghost wears round glasses, a white shirt and a knitted vest: "I... I seem to remember my name."

Although called "Mr. Ghost", Mr. Ghost is very warm.

"Remember what's Mr. Ghost's name?" Dazai asked while lying on the table.

"Tan... Tan... Tan..." Ghost scratched his head, "Tan... what?"

"Is it Tangun?" Dazai reached out his hand to stop the ghost from scratching his head, "I will call you Tangun from now on."

"Ah, yes." Tangun said obediently.

Dazai is the only person in this world who can catch him and touch him.

"Speaking of which, what time is it now?" Tangun looked for the clock, "Um... ten o'clock, Dazai will work for another hour and go to sleep, okay?"

"Hey, I'm busy." Dazai complained with a pout.

busy?

busy.

Not busy either.

He is busy because he wants to ignore some unpleasant things while he is busy, instead of sincerely wanting to be a social animal.

In fact, there is no need.

According to his plan, he was going to die. After his death, would anyone be able to support the current situation?

Zhongye puppies are not acceptable.

That being the case, neither expansion nor maintenance of the status quo makes much sense.

The purpose of expanding the Mafia port before was to control all the variables that might lead to Odasaku's death. After these variables were controlled by him, the expansion is actually meaningless to him personally. "Dazai..." Tangun said eagerly, " Didn't we agree before? You still, you still... you can't talk without counting."

Ah, yes, that's what he said to Tangun at the time - "If you kiss me, I promise you to go to bed at eleven o'clock."

Dazai stared at Tangun's lips on what Mr. Ghost's kiss was like.

In the stories he had heard before, the ghost's kiss was cold, but Tangun was not, he was warm.

At first, it seemed rusty due to embarrassment and lack of memory, but as the kiss deepened, Tangun quickly found the feeling.

It's a skilled kisser.

Dazai was not pleased, but filled with jealousy.

Who has ever kissed Tangun?

The moment Tangun appeared, the book gave him some incomplete memories, memories of Dazai Osamu as a writer.

He already knew Tangun's name, but the feeling of having information about Tangun in a place that Tangun didn't know really made Dazai happy.

"Tangun, come here." Dazai beckoned.

Tangun blinked and walked up to Dazai.Dazai slid the chair slightly to get close to Tangun, he hooked one leg around Tangun's calf, and rubbed the other leg against Tangun's calf.

"Tangun, that was the bargaining chip from last time, it won't work this time." Dazai hooked his belt and said, "You got me sleepy today."