My name is Dazai

No, no, how could he think of her like that?

She never did anything to be sorry for him.

Even a simple thought is too stupid.

Tangun felt quite guilty about his previous brain hole.

How could I have such an idea?

Tangun felt that he was simply a scumbag.

Nakahara also felt that their chief secretary seemed more beautiful recently.

He thought so, and asked honestly.There is nothing embarrassing about it, he has a straightforward personality, and his thinking is upright, so naturally he will not have messy thoughts.

The leader's secretary Yin replied: "Has the leader got a new assistant recently? My workload is reduced, so I have time to go out and buy clothes."

People depend on their clothes, and Yin, who has time to buy new clothes, naturally looks better.

In other words, Dazai stopped exploiting underage girls.Turned to squeeze the middle-aged man.

This made Zhongyuan Zhong also not know whether to be happy for Yin or sad for Tangun.

Minors should get more care, right?

Tangun is in his prime and should bear more burdens.

But he also felt a little uneasy.Is it really good to let Tangun have access to increasingly confidential information?

Now here in Tangun, the port mafia is hardly a secret anymore.

What if he was sent by someone else?

But regarding this issue, he had already talked to Dazai before, and Dazai said that he didn't care, and Chuka could only pin his hopes on Dazai, not because he was tempted by beauty, but because he really had other plans.

Dazai has been so leisurely recently that he is about to gain weight.

Since Tangun came, he must have slept more than ten hours a day, and he really lived like a kitten.

As long as Tangun was around, whenever he woke up, Tangun would prepare meals for him.

Tangun as a lover is really too suitable.

It's really cool to be an irresponsible leader and benefactor.

Dazai lived comfortably, but the sense of crisis in his heart did not disappear.

Although he was very worried, it was useless for him to be anxious.

Dazai took out the book written by Oda Saku, intending to read it again and pass his time.

"What are you doing?" Tangun came in from outside the door, holding a pile of the latest information on the port mafia in his hand, "As the leader, you should also have some snacks."

How can there be a mafia leader like Dazai who fishes every day?

Life is really too comfortable, this is simply Tangun's dream of fishing life, no need to worry about material conditions, let whoever wants to accompany you.

Dazai thought if he told Tangun that the book he read was written by Oda Saku, and that Oda Saku was one of his favorite people, would Tangun feel jealous?

So he said, "I'm reading. Are you interested?"

Dazai felt that Tangun was in his thirties, so he should not have much interest in this kind of jealousy.

"……Book?"

"What book? Is it good?" Tangun's voice was too gentle, even with a feeling of lightness.

Is this the attitude that jealousy should have?

It feels a bit similar, but something is wrong.

Dazai was silent for a moment, as if he didn't notice his abnormality, he said: "It was written by a writer named Sakunosuke Oda, I like him very much. Tangun, if you are interested, you can take a look together."

Tangun walked up to Dazai's side, and lowered his head to see what the book in Dazai's hand looked like.

"By the way, I remember that Tangun was a reporter before, and you can also be regarded as a writer. Are you interested in writing books?" Dazai poked Tangun's cheek, "If you are interested in writing, I can help you Introducing other writers and publishing houses is a special benefit of being a leader's lover~ Writing is still a very pleasant thing, and sometimes I think about whether to become a writer."

Tangun let him poke at will.

"Don't scribble on the book." Tangun said something strange.

It's so wrong...

He'd be crazy not to notice the anomaly.He bought a bunch of Oda Zuo's books, and he has done things like doodling on the books, but this one in his hand is newly opened, not to mention graffiti, not even a crease.

Dazai was not defensive about Tangun, but he was very concerned about Tangun's condition.

There was something obviously wrong with Tangun, and he naturally noticed it.

"But this is my own book, it's okay to write and draw, and many people like to put a mark on the book, it's not that the original author disrespects." Dazai simply followed Tangun's words.

Tangun didn't answer, he rested his chin with one hand, seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to be wandering away.

"Ah, by the way, Dazai, remember to finish the work on time." Tangun straightened up, slapped the documents on Dazai's desk, and walked to his seat.

There was incongruity between his forward and backward reactions.

Just now Tangun's soul seemed to fly, like a robot that was disconnected from the network, but just now it was reconnected to the signal suddenly, and became active again.

"Does Tangun really not consider being a writer?" Dazai raised his voice, "I really think you are very talented in this area."

Tangun looked up at Dazai, and then he thought for a agonizing moment why the topic had changed from him letting Dazai focus on his work to discussing being a writer.But Tangun, who was not very curious, didn't think too much, so he smiled wryly and said, "Ah, I don't have the talent in this area, and my imagination is messed up... I still don't want to write books to harm the world."

Dazai looked at Tangun with his chin resting on his shoulders, making Tangun feel terrified.

What is this reaction?

So he muttered, "I can't compare to a genius like you. I'm a complete waste in this respect."

The volume is neither loud nor low, so that Dazai can hear but not clearly, it seems that doing so can make him not so embarrassing.

You must know that Tangun, as a writer, is dying in the hospital bed, and he still insists on writing through dictation, and he admires Dazai the most. They have been together for so long, and Tangun has not been shocked to give up. writing.

Someone once told him not to write a book...

Dazai finally confirmed that that person could never be anyone himself, he was not the type who would suppress others to the point of abandoning his favorite job without dignity, let alone facing Tangun.

He's more interested in making people better than making people despair.

Even if he didn't do such a thing to Akutagawa, he suppressed Akutagawa more because he knew that this person was quite unconvinced.

Dazai let out a long sigh, so frightened that Tangun, who was demeaning himself, shut his mouth and continued to work.

He thought Dazai's sigh was warning him not to fish.

He seemed to have guessed who Tangun's "ex-wife" was.

The only person who is interested in books, who is somewhat similar to him but completely different, and whose personality is so bad that he will hurt people is probably the only one.

The author has something to say: Small Theater——Tangun: I am just a little trash.

Dazai: The little waste is meant to be raised by others ~ Tangun, let’s take a look, do you like the color of this sack?

Busy with homework, busy with exams, busy with applying for research... This month's update is probably half dead orz