My name is Dazai

If a child is quiet and doesn't make any sound, it doesn't mean how well-behaved he is now, but that he is acting like a monster where you can't see him.

Mori Ogai was in such a mood, although he always wanted Dazai to come back, but when Dazai really agreed, he was worried that he was playing a demon.

Naturally, Tangun didn't care where he stayed.Writer Zai was thinking about whether he should take Tangun with him, after all, Oda Saku didn't seem willing, and if he wanted to leave, he would naturally be worried about letting Tangun stay here.

It's just that Wu Detective Zai is making eye contact with him as if to make him stay. Writer Zai can't understand what his other self is thinking, but he doesn't think of people as bad.

And the writer Ango seemed very interested in staying, so he simply stayed, wanting to know what arrangements this person had.

Heroic Spirits don't really need to rest.

Writer Zai, writer Ango, Oda Saku, and Tangun sat in a room. There was no bed in this room, but there was a bathroom. It seemed that it was specially prepared for those who didn't need to change clothes. Mori Ogai did not treat them badly.Really, as he said before, he prepared a change of clothes, and even prepared some food and wine, which is quite sincere.In terms of wooing others, what he did was not to treat people badly at all.

Writer Jae began to think that it would be good to stay, he has no money in this world.And they don't have the golden rule to reach the level that allows them to eat and drink without worrying about it, even if they don't go bankrupt, it's considered good.

"It's really rich." Writer Ango swung his wine glass, this world is really too different.

Mori Ogai has become the leader of the mafia, and Dazai can still be a cadre of the mafia. I feel that this kind of word does not fit the two of them.

It can only be said that this world is full of wonders, and there is always such a world full of wonders.

"But why did that guy ask me to stay?" Writer Zai was still surprised by Butei Zai's purpose for letting him stay.He is actually a relatively easy to control type, but it is quite a headache to be stubborn.

"I don't know, ask yourself." Writer Ango is not interested in these intrigues.

He knew that Mori Ogai must have benefited from being so kind to him, but he has always been depraved at will, no matter how smart a person is, it is difficult to control a person who has degenerated to the extreme.

"I'm done washing, you guys go wash." Oda Saku came out of the bathroom, his hair was not dry, but he had already put on new clothes.

He was the first to show resistance to the clothes after jumping into the river, so naturally he washed them first.

"Then Dazai, you go first." Writer Ango looked, Dazai's wine glass was already empty, and there was still a little something in his glass, he still planned to drink it up before talking.

After Dazai walked into the bathroom, Tangun suddenly stood up.

Ango looked at Tangun, but didn't ask him what he was going to do.He thought that Tangun wanted to go wash with the writer Jae - anyway, it's normal that Tangun is irrational now, Ango didn't think much about it, but he heard Tangun open the door of the room and go out.

"Where is he going?" Writer Ango looked at Odasaku, but his buttocks did not move, and Odasaku shook his head.

"If it's Tangun, you shouldn't have to worry."

Both of them have big hearts.And Tangun is not so easily hurt.

They are the only ones who are always worrying.

It was almost half an hour after the writer Zai came out of the room, and the speed of taking a bath was not too fast.After returning to the room, he looked around and asked, "Where's Tangun?"

He just took a bath, why did Tangun disappear and Odasaku and Ango are still here, why did Tangun leave? Writer Ango took a sip of wine and replied: "I don't know. I thought Tangun was going to take a bath with you."

Writer Ango spread his hands.

Writer Jae didn't forbid Tangun to leave, it would be strange if a relationship between friends was full of control, and Writer Jae was the kind that could be easily manipulated.

It's just that Tangun, who is a berserker, behaved like a plant, almost motionless, only reacting passively.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have forgotten someone. ?Tangun would not leave Dazai, but if another Dazai was calling him, then it would be a different matter.

He just walked out into the corridor in his bathrobe and knocked on the door next door.Before he saw Wu Jingzai enter this door with his own eyes, he had a heart at that time.

In addition to him here, there is a Buteizai who is uneasy and kind to Tangun, and he is still Tangun's master now, there is a way to contact Tangun.

Writer Zai knocked on the door vigorously and shouted, "Hey, Dazai Tangun is here with you, right?"

After knocking for a long time, no one came out to answer the door.

The writer Zai has become more and more certain of his own ideas, and there must be something wrong with it.

Butei Jae wanted to do something to Tangun. Writer Jae gritted his teeth when a terrible picture appeared in his mind. He actually didn't really want to make such a disrespectful gesture, but the current situation doesn't allow him to think too much.

He pressed his hands on the door panel, and then with a little force the entire door was dismantled, and he strode into the room.The first thing he saw was an office with a half-open door next to it, which was probably the bedroom.

Writer Jae pushed open the door, and saw that the vest had been taken off, and half of the shirt had been pulled off. Tangun's face was flushed and he was panting, the corners of his eyes were moist no matter how he looked, he sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand He hooked Wu Zhenzai's belt, and rested his head on his own hand.

Wu Jingzai was buttoning his clothes, and there was a strange smell in the air, which Wuzhenzai was very familiar with.

Half an hour... Actually enough to do something.

Writer Jae took Tangun's hand, but Tangun staggered.

Writer Zai: "..."

The author has something to say: Small Theater—Tangun: It’s so ticklish, so ticklish, so ticklish!Don't scratch QAQ Wu Zhenzai: That's right, that's it, just breathe louder.

Tangun: Don't pinch my thigh, it hurts me too!

Buteizai: It's a full set of acting~ Tangun (grievance).

Emmm, I always feel that Tangun's best assist is Butei Jae.