My name is Dazai

Because there were several Dazai at home, Tangun didn't lock the door at all, and he held the door handle with his hands under the watchful eyes of the three people.

Before he had time to open the door, a hand suddenly pushed the door open.Fog like a special effect diffused from the door.

Tangun's face hit the door directly, and he bowed and covered his face in pain so that he couldn't speak.

"Hahahahahaha, let's fall, let's fall!" The writer An Wu was naked to the waist, twirling his shirt with his right hand, like waving a flag, and his performance was as if he was drunk.

Seeing the white mist, Tangun reluctantly closed the door.

I saw the writer Anwu suddenly saw the social animal Ango standing aside, under the effect of sleeping pills, his mind was no longer clear, he rushed over and grabbed the social animal's pants: "Take off, take off."

"I even forgot to take off my pants." The writer Ango was half lying on the body of the social animal Ango, pulling his trousers with both hands, and the social animal Ango was holding up his own pants in horror.

Wu Zhenzai and Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the sound of sutures breaking.

"Are the pants going to fall off?" Wu Detective Zai said excitedly, and then took out his mobile phone, ready to take pictures at any time.

Tangun rubbed his nose, then rushed forward to break off Ango's fingers: "Don't take it off, don't take it off! If you take it off again, you'll be naked again. Run!"

Um?Why is it that the writer Ango was caught by Tangun, dragged into the door, and shouted loudly: "Degenerate! Degenerate! Only degenerate can usher in the chance of survival! Become a laggard in life!"

The social animal Ango was stunned. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Tangun stiffly, his eyes mixed with incredible information. He looked at Tangun as if he was looking at a pervert who commanded his own ability to put his pants down.

Wu Jingzai snapped several photos and whistled, "Woohoo."

Tangun put his hand on the door: "Well...if it's a supernatural person, it's probably not convenient to go in."

Wu Jingzai raised his eyebrows: "I see."

Got guessed again.

Tangun opened the door with a headache, and saw a scene of demons dancing wildly.

The five Dazai laughed strangely, and there was a plate of five gnawed mushrooms on the coffee table.

Tangun: "..."

Drag the writer Ango in, close the door, and take the time to tie the rope that the writer Ango had tied Akutagawa before.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

"I found—Tangun!" The Dazai and the others really had a tacit understanding.

"Tangun dies for love, dies for love, the crabs on the Sanzu River will be broadcast for free!"

"It also said that there are a lot of Tangun to send!"

The Dazai were talking weird nonsense.

Zai Miao was the first to pounce on him. As a cat, he really has the advantage of speed, followed by Miss Zhizi and Hei Shizai. The writer Zai found that he couldn't squeeze in, and cried out while covering his face. Zai has the worst physique, but...

"Dazai, put the gun away!" Tangun couldn't help raising his voice.

"Hmm..." The leader Jae let out a strange laugh, and then fired several shots, "Anyone who dares to rob Tangun from me will die."

Tangun was pinned to the ground by three Dazai, and rolled over with difficulty with two people and a cat.

All the shots fell through, and the leader Zai pulled the trigger a few more times. Because it was a pocket gun, there were not many bullets.

The consequence of eating too many poisonous mushrooms is hallucinations. It is impossible to expect the leader Jai to be able to aim. Even if Tangun does not hide, he and the other Dazai cannot be hit.

The leader Jae threw away his pistol, and threw himself on Tangun, who had left an open space because he turned over: "Tangun!"

The writer Zai sniffled, he didn't know what he saw, and he also jumped on it, like stacking an arhat: "Wow!"

"It hurts to death, don't press my neck!" Miss Zhizi wailed.

"Tan! Tan! Tan!" The writer An Wu in the distance shouted like a ghost.However, because he was tied up, under this kind of control, the sleep aid function of sleeping pills came up, and he fell asleep in a short while, and snored loudly, which was simply a nuisance level.

Tangun was overwhelmed by the slaughter, his eyes were empty.

What kind of human suffering is this?

The time goes back to the day when the writer Ango appeared—"Tan, you are so pitiful." The writer Ango collapsed on the sofa, eating instant noodles.Tangun didn't have the habit of leftovers, and today he ate bread all day, so there was only instant noodles left over.

He lived a very casual life, not picky, not picky enough to make people want to yell at him "Please be picky".

"The five dazai...ah, did they offend some god?" the writer Ango said while sucking on the noodles.

"I don't know which god is which, but I must have offended him viciously." Tangun said seriously.

"Tangun!" The leader Jae hugged Tangun stickily from behind, "Come and kiss."

"Cough!" The writer An Wu sprayed out the noodles, not only from his mouth, but also from his nostrils.

Tangun knew that Jae-in was definitely doing it on purpose.

It's like cats like to rub people to show their ownership.

Ango took out a piece of paper, wiped himself, then looked at the leader Jae, then at Tangun, and finally at the writer Jae: "Tazai..."

Writers butcher fisheye.

This reaction is very telling.Ango threw the paper into the trash can, put the instant noodle bucket on the table, and said to Tangun squarely, "Tan, there is something I think I need to talk to you seriously."

Tangun also became serious: "I am serious about Dazai."

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Anwu couldn't help but think of which "Dazai" is "Dazai", but saying such things at this time is purely teasing, "I mean, why are you so overwhelmed."

"……Um?"

"Why are you so overwhelmed?" Ango Sakaguchi said seriously, "It's Dazai! Dazai!"

"What's wrong with Dazai!" Writer Zai knew who Sakaguchi Ango was targeting, "What's wrong with me!"

Although he was talking about Tangun and the leader Jae, his judgment was based on the deeds of the "writer Jae".

"Yeah, what's wrong with me?" The leader Zai knew who An Wu really wanted to talk about, but he was also unhappy as a Chi Yu who was affected.

"It's not that Dazai is not good enough, he is definitely a good friend, but he is not a good candidate for marriage." Sakaguchi Ango sighed and fell back on the sofa.

"Mr. Sakaguchi, have you thought about getting married? Thank you for your blessing~" The leader caught the point and covered his face, "It's really a long way to go, but it seems to be no problem to start preparing now. Tangun, we have time to buy a ring Let's go~" "...Am I talking about this?" Writer Ango complained, "Listen to me, hey!"

Tangun wrapped his glasses with medical tape, and was slightly startled when he heard the words: "The Dazai wants it" "I want three~" the leader Jae said proudly, "Dating, getting engaged, getting married. Now just buy the ring for dating."

The writer asked Ango Sakaguchi angrily: "Ango, can't there be rings between friends?"

"You Dazai listen to people, okay!" Sakaguchi Yasugo raised his voice, "And you, Tan! Don't always be led by the nose by Dazai! Refuse! Refuse, understand?"

"I always feel that you are not qualified to say that." The writer Zai rolled his eyes.

As the will of Tangun's persecutor, how could Ango Sakaguchi have the face to say such a thing.

"Isn't Tangun happy to be asked?" writer Jae asked.

"...that's it" Tangun felt that he was full of complaints, but he still cooperated.

"It's pain and happiness... It's useless, Dan." Ango Sakaguchi began to empty the remaining noodles, "Be tougher. It's not a man who had a duel with a kappa and got his shirikodama taken away."

"It's too much, Ango." Tangun said, putting on the temporarily repaired glasses, "Why don't I be tough and release you today?"

"Sure enough, it's more cruel to me." Ango Sakaguchi rolled his eyes, spread his arms, and looked like a gentleman, "Then... come on. It's okay to sleep at the door for a night, just give me a quilt , Two beds are better."

Tangun: "...you won."

Is this toughness?

It was really impossible for him to drag Ango Sakaguchi out.

This guy is sure to be soft-hearted.

But Tangun thought about it again, even if Ango Sakaguchi was thrown out, maybe this guy would still calmly sit on the mat at the door and knock on the door for a meal when it was time to eat.

"Is this... eating soft rice?" Tangun complained, "It's the so-called soft rice hard eating."

"Didn't you say that you rely on women to eat soft rice? You are not, so you have to eat hard rice." Ango Sakaguchi said cheekily.

"But..." Ango Sakaguchi, who had finished his food, ignored the ferocious gaze of the leader, and leaned in front of Tangun, "I think you are weird."

"It seems a little rusty."

Tangun smiled helplessly: "Ah, I don't remember a lot of things. Dazai told me my own surname, but he won't even tell me what the name is."

The relationship between him and Ango Sakaguchi just now was completely based on his own intuition.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at the author Zai as if he was looking at some peerless dog: "Hey!"

"So, what's Tangun's name..." Miss Zhizi poked her head out.

"Ah...it seems very interesting, so I won't say it, you guys guess." Ango Sakaguchi, who had just criticized the author Zai's dog, immediately joined the ranks of the dog happily, "Oh, look at other Dazai's faces black It looks really interesting."

Hei Shizai stared at the dead fish eyes: "I didn't expect..." The writer's version of the complaining officer Ango Sakaguchi can be together with the writer Zaigou.

This thing seems reasonable.

"Speaking of which, Tangun would actually be with Dazai, such a taboo thing... really degenerate." Sakaguchi Yasugo sighed, "He was ahead of me. Really, should I try it?"

As he spoke, he looked at the writer Zai: "I said Dazai, how about trying it with me?"

The writer Zai looked disgusted: "Go away, I like beautiful ladies, and I don't want you, a sloppy man who hasn't cleaned the room for two years."

The writer An Wu agreed deeply, and nodded: "That's right, a squeamish young master like you is really not a good match... I've already said that Dazai is not a good choice, so I won't be overwhelmed."

"...Master Sakaguchi why did you say that?" The writer Zai's eyes twitched slightly.

Although he is a social butterfly in the literary world, Ango Sakaguchi's personality is actually weird.

Although he was not talking about the leader Zai, he still felt that he had been shot.

"Looking at it this way, Tangun is indeed a good match." Ango Sakaguchi stroked his chin, "Hey, Tangun, think about letting me eat your soft food."

"..." Tangun felt that the leader Jae's hands were exerting force, but the strength was not enough for his nails to reach. Tangun felt a dull pain in his shoulder.

Although there is something wrong with thinking this way, Dazai's way of pinching people is also very girlish.

Kind of cute.

Tangun thought about it.

"Tangun..." The leader Jae bit Tangun's ear, using his teeth to force slightly, "Heart moved." "Dazai is so cute." Tangun said.

The Dazai present all looked at Tangun.

The leader Jae took a bite of Tangun's cheek and said vaguely, "I told you to call me dear!"

"Wow." Ango Sakaguchi had no sense of the culprit, and he admired it, almost standing up and applauding, "Dazai, you are so possessive. Tsk tsk tsk."

Natural black!

The writer Zai didn't know whether he should explain something, and finally covered his face: "Anwu, can you be quiet for a while?"

Although they are all ruled by Dazai, the leader Zai is the worst. He is really worried about Ango's life.

As a supernatural power, he will not really die, so the writer Zai really dares to say that if Ango continues to talk, maybe one day when he wakes up, he will find the leader Zai standing at the head of the bed with a hatchet in his hand.

"What's the matter..." An Wu muttered, "He can't just have a boyfriend and stop having friends, right?"

I think you really want to be served by a hatchet.The writer Zai couldn't help complaining, but he still said honestly: "Hey, it's true."

"It's too tight, and the cat will run away." Miss Zhizi laughed.

Zai Meow let out a meow and jumped onto Tangun's lap. The leader Zai wanted to reach out to grab Zai Meow's back of the neck, but Zai Meow let out a low growl. If the leader Zai continued to reach out, he might be scratched by Zai Meow.

The leader Zai is definitely not the type of person who is willing to let go.

He held out his hand firmly.

Tangun pinched Zai Meow's paw and the leader Zai's hand: "...You guys, don't hit me."

Ango Sakaguchi is definitely a bad friend, he can still laugh heartlessly at the things he made himself.

Tangun's mood at this moment was the same as last night.

"Tangun also come to eat mushrooms, right? You will ascend to heaven with one bite!" Miss Zhizi took out an untouched mushroom from her pocket, kissed the mushroom, stretched out her tongue and licked it lightly, and then put it on Tangun's mouth. frontier fortress.

Tangun widened his eyes in horror, closed his lips tightly, and turned his head aside forcefully.

He is not Dazai's kind of person who eats indiscriminately!He has no poison resistance and is afraid that he will really ascend to heaven.

"What are you doing!" The leader Zai snatched the poisonous mushroom from Miss Zhizi's hand, but Miss Zhizi held it too tightly, and he finally tore off the umbrella cover.

Tangun was just about to breathe a sigh of relief thankful that the leader Jae had regained his senses, when he saw the leader Jae pick up the mushroom, lick it carefully, and then put the mushroom to Tangun's mouth: "Come on, come on... Zhizi is really good If you want to lick it, I should lick it for my dear!"

You are still in a state of dementia!And don't you think that what you just did was an indirect kiss with Ms. Zhizi?

Tangun was already desperate for the dementia of the dazais, he pulled out his two hands, one hand was holding the leader down, for fear that he would really feed him poisonous mushrooms, and the other hand was holding on to the door, as if being trapped. Zombies surround dying humans.

Help……

Dazai is scary!

The grunts of Ango, an unknown writer not far away, are full of weird sense of comedy like accompaniment.

Nakahara Chuya and the social animal Ango stood at the door, listening to the sound of thumping sound coming from the door, which turned into a desperate scratching sound, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

What is this doing...

The social animal Anwu covered his mouth, his face was ashen, obviously thinking of something wrong.

The sound of thumping is the sound of body collision, so is the scratching sound the excitement of reaching a high place?

The door was closed so urgently before, could it be that you can't wait?

Woo... What happened to that person who looked exactly like him—or the supernatural body—!

Chief Farmer, he's a little scared, can't he just investigate this matter!Isn't it Osamu Dazai who overflowed Yokohama?It's not Ango Sakaguchi who overflowed Yokohama.Wouldn't it be nice for Wu Detective Zai to investigate this kind of thing by himself, and finally let the Armed Detective Agency report the matter?

What kind of pervert is this Tan!

Ango, a social animal who was led by Tsujimura Fukatsuki and was concealed by Takenzai, panicked a lot.

"So slow..." Wu Jingzai stretched out his hand and opened the door.

"Hey, Dazai, don't..." The social animal Ango stretched out his hand, trying to stop Buteizai's movements.

If you see something you shouldn't see, wouldn't you be in the eye of a needle!

Can't you just wait until it's quiet before opening the door?

The social animal Ango seemed to hear the sound of his hair falling out.