My name is Dazai

Dazai noticed that after Tangun came back from the bathroom, some changes seemed to have taken place on his body. For example, his bangs were lowered. Although his hair was still neatly combed, it was not as meticulous as before.

At the same time, Tangun's temperament has also undergone some changes. If it was said that he was as decadent as a social animal, with his face full of not wanting to work, but now Tangun sitting behind the desk gives off a feeling of hard work.

When Tangun sat down, he looked at Dazai, and an inexplicable emotion seemed to flash in his eyes.But this emotion was fleeting - because he saw the only line on the document, he pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and then he picked up the pen and began to quickly write the new document.

Originally, Tangun wrote only one line for several hours, but now Dazai looked down and looked up and found that he had completed a lot.

There is no way to compare the work efficiency with the previous Tangun.

Could it be that Tangun's bangs are switched by some mechanism?

Dazai didn't pay much attention to this, because when he saw Tangun in the past, Tangun always put his bangs down, and he didn't care too much about his appearance, he just tidied it up casually.

It's good if it's not messy, but it's far from neat.

Dazai walked behind Tangun with his hands behind his back, and found that Tangun had finished writing the first page. When he saw him coming, he raised his head and fixed his eyes on the red scarf around his neck. A page of papers was handed to him: "Dazai... sir, I have finished writing these, you can check them."

What's with this suspicious pause? This Tangun added Mr. after a pause after his last name, as if he wasn't used to addressing Dazai as Mr. Dazai.

Obviously, I was still so alienated and afraid of him before, why did I become familiar with him once I went to the bathroom? Is there any oven in the bathroom?Heating up Tangun will make him an acquaintance. Dazai thought of a bad joke in his mind.

Dazai didn't take the report from Tangun, but looked him up and down carefully.

Seeing that he didn't take that page of papers, Tangun simply put the paper aside, ignoring Dazai's heavy demands and started busy with his own work.

Dazai tentatively put his chin close to Tangun's shoulder, Tangun's shoulder only twitched slightly, as if frightened by his sudden approach, but there was no further reaction.

Dazai even lowered his head and sniffed Tangun's neck, this time Tangun finally hid himself.

The smell of this person is indeed Tangun's smell, and the feeling given to him is also Tangun's feeling. The person in front of him is indeed Tangun, but he can't tell what's wrong.up.The white cat who had just been brought home was still in isolation, and would blow at him when he saw him, how could he become so reckless so quickly.

Dazai thought for a while, but finally did not continue to investigate.

Because the person in front of him was Tangun, he believed that Tangun would not hurt him, so his defense was useless.

Although Dazai is clingy, his point of view at certain times is the same as that of Tangun. They will not be desperate to dig out each other's secrets, and will keep their own blindness when appropriate—just like he did to Oda. Same as Ango Sakaguchi.

Dazai has extremely long working hours. He is still working at ten o'clock in the evening, but Tangun has already put down his pen: "Mr. Dazai, don't you go to rest?"

Tangun seemed to have gotten used to being called Dazai-san.

"Not tired, if Tangun is sleepy, go and rest." Dazai paused for a moment and continued to ask, "Do you want Tangun to sleep on my bed?"

"Uh, this..." Tangun was silent, and then smirked, "Forget it, Dazai-san. Even if you want to have a good relationship with me, you have to keep a certain distance, don't you? I've already worked with you today It’s been a long time, and I’ll leave the night time to myself. A certain distance must always be kept between people, otherwise it will be very inconvenient to do some private things.”

Dazai nodded sympathetically.

Having said that, he really didn't mind that Tangun was stuck with him all the time, he felt good as long as he was in the same space with Tangun.Dazai thought so, and expressed his wish.

"After all, the work pressure here is so great, maybe I need some time to go back to women's clothing." Tangun was a little anxious, and he didn't think too much about what he said, digging a hole for himself.

Hearing this sentence, Dazai was stunned for a moment, and then became excited: "What kind of women's clothing does Tangun usually like? If you show me what you wear. No, at least if you take photos for me, I will be willing to pay for all the expenses of your women's clothing. "

Tangun choked up, this kind of speech was too much: "No, I am interested in women's clothing... Forget it, let me put it another way. Maybe you will want some private time for women's clothing. After all, many people in high positions People have weird hobbies.”

"If I wear women's clothes, I don't mind showing Tangun, or what kind of skirt Tangun likes? I can wear it for you to see." This kind of answer is so flirtatious that Tangun can't stand it. up.

Dazai smiled smugly, but didn't continue to tease him.

It's good to tease the cat to this extent today, the white cat I just brought in still needs a certain distance to make the other party feel at ease.

Dazai arranged a room for him on the same floor.

Tangun didn’t have much on him when he came—after all, it was a temporary request, only a briefcase, and no daily necessities, and now Dazai prepared all the daily necessities in the room for him.

Tangun went to the bathroom again before returning to his room, and then he came out of the bathroom while playing a game, with some white cat fur on his black clothes.

This floor was the leader's floor, so no one saw it, and naturally they didn't think it was strange that Tangun had a cat on his body.

"Tangun, why do I feel that you are much older?" Dazai looked at Tangun who appeared in the office the next morning, and asked such a question.

Tangun rubbed his eyes: "I'm not prepared for appearing here. I'm under a lot of mental pressure. I didn't have a good rest last night, so I look a little older."

Dazai felt that this reason was really common.

Tangun dozed off and started working.

"Tangun~Tangun~Tangun~What do you want to eat today?" Dazai yelled several times before Tangun raised his head. Compared with the vigilant and lively Tangun yesterday, today he seemed a lot more silent and indifferent.

"It doesn't matter what you eat." Tangun said casually.

Dazai felt that Tangun should not be this kind of person.

In his impression, a foodie has high requirements for food.

"How about Tangun cooking for me?" Dazai asked tentatively.

And Tangun didn't look up and said, "Is it the kitchen in your office, or go down and borrow a kitchen?"

Dazai recalled that he had told Tangun before, does he have a kitchen in his office?

Because Tangun kept a certain distance from him, it was not easy for him to force Tangun to go to his room. As for the kitchen in his room... it was originally intended to surprise Tangun.

Dazai puffed out his cheeks and looked at Tangun.

Dazai wondered if Tangun had found any loopholes in his words?

But Tangun still kept his head down and was busy with his paperwork, not caring what he said at all.

Although he is not as careful as a hair, he is not the type to show such a big show. The only explanation is that he doesn't care about exposing anything in front of Dazai.

Probably because of this casual attitude, Dazai did not have the urge to find the truth urgently.

Work work... work is so attractive?

Dazai, who forgot that he is also a workaholic now, looked over and found that Tangun's paperwork today was a little different from yesterday's.

Tangun’s paperwork was done very well yesterday, and today is as good as yesterday, but the direction is a little different. If yesterday was a model of the Supernatural Secret Service, then today’s paperwork is adapted to the port mafia and has done a lot. Changed, and the format also converged to that within the Port Mafia.

The file format of the Port Mafia is not a secret, but it is not something that the Supernatural Secret Service needs to care about.Tangun may not know these things, and if he knows them, he may not be able to recall them and use them.

He didn't comment on Tangun's document yesterday. Tangun wrote it as soon as he finished it, and no suggestions for improvement were raised, so yesterday and today's level should be about the same.Dazai’s reason for not giving advice to Tangun is actually very simple. Although the format is a bit different, as long as it’s done, it’s fine. The formatting is just for the convenience of work, but Tangun’s format is also very convenient, and there is no need to correct it.

The format of the Port Mafia files has been around since the days of the old chiefs.

Because the old leader is more interested in Western culture, the file format he adopted is a Western template, and Mori Ogai is also a person who has a lot of affection for Western civilization, so he continued to use this format.

Dazai is not very interested in this aspect of the format, and he doesn't bother to change what it was before, and whether he changes it or not will not change or improve his work.

Tangun’s previous formatting was actually pretty good too, allowing people to grasp the key points at once, it’s just a matter of habit.

Dazai stood behind Tangun for a long time, how could Tangun fail to notice his gaze, but he just ignored it, this attitude is really confident.

"Go to the kitchen in my room and do it." Dazai stood up. He originally planned to test Tangun, but after thinking for a while, he gave up and took the initiative to open the hidden door behind the leader's room, leading Tangun to him. private space.

There were many doubts about this Tangun, but he felt that it was not a serious problem, so he wanted to wait for Tangun to tell him the reason behind it.

The author has something to say: Small Theater - Dazai: Your vest is crumbling.

Tangun (raised casually): Oh.

Dazai: ...Do you think I'm an idiot?

Tangun: No, I did not treat you as an outsider.

Dazai (excited).