My name is Dazai

Is the leader doing business today?

No.

I'm copying a novel.

Tangun watched Dazai quickly copying the novel he wrote in the memo on the phone, not knowing whether to be shy or excited.

Dazai's writing was very fast, and it took only 10 minutes for [-] words with a dignified font.

This hand speed is worthy of the leader who has to read a lot of documents every day.

"Okay!" After Dazai finished writing, he took out a file bag, carefully packed it, and put it in the drawer.It was the drawer that contained a bunch of strange bottles and the paper that had written the word Tan before. Dazai also specifically said to Tangun, "This is Tangun's exclusive drawer, and all the things related to Tangun are placed. .”

Tangun silently knelt down and covered his face with his paws.

So shy.

He randomly found something to divert his attention.

Speaking of it, he was indeed a little jealous, but he still tried to look at the works of Mr. Oda, whom Dazai called "Oda Saku", with a fair eye.

Although you can tell that you are a newcomer at a glance, the text in it is very spiritual.

Can't compare to...

Tangun held his tail to prevent his emotions from being exposed, and his mind was full of complicated thoughts.

The sound of a camera taking a photo rang.

Dazai took a picture of Tangun pressing his tail: "Tangun who hides his emotions is also cute."

Tangun: "... Meow..."

He suddenly remembered one thing.

He jumped onto Dazai's lap and stretched out his claws to hook the camera.

Dazai raised his hand abruptly: "No!"

"Even the ugly photos of Tangun are super cute!"

Tangun: "..." So you haven't forgotten.

The ugly photo that Tangun and Dazai thought of at the same time was the one taken when Tangun was injured, dirty, with his tongue painted and his eyes rolling.

Tangun jumped onto Dazai's shoulder, then was about to jump onto his hand.

Dazai let go of the hand holding the camera, Tangun froze for a moment, Dazai caught the camera with his left hand, and hugged Tangun with his right hand.

Dazai flipped the camera over and took a picture of himself and Tangun.

The people in the photos are happy, but the cats have nothing to love.

Dazai poked Tangun: "Tangun?"

The cat didn't respond.

Dazai put Tangun on the table, posed a few seductive poses, and frantically pressed the shutter before Tangun could react.

Tangun came back to his senses, Dazai was satisfied with the filming.

"Silver, come here." Dazai fiddled with the camera in his hand.After killing Tangun, he said.

"Yes." Silver came out of the room next to her.

"Just right there...don't laugh, and don't get serious on purpose...well, just take a ID photo." Dazai held the camera, and after saying these few words, he pressed the shutter, "Okay. Go ahead Develop the photos and give them to me."

Yin took the camera and looked at it: "Leader, can I keep a few..." Photos of the leader's wife?

"No." Dazai knew what Yin wanted to say without having to finish listening.

There was no disappointed look on Gin's face, but Tangun looked at Dazai with slightly speechless eyes.

Some words have been said a hundred times, and no one will snatch the cat from him.

The vinegar smell is too strong.

Dazai ignored Tangun and hugged Tangun instead.

"Okay, Tangun, I have something to do later, you go back and rest first." Dazai put the cat on the bed.

Tangun rubbed his head against Dazai's hand.

"By the way, I almost forgot about it." Dazai half-kneeled on the ground, just at eye level with Tangun lying on the bed, "Where would Tangun like to travel?"

Tangun looked puzzled.

"Domestic? Overseas? Overseas, I want to go to Paris! I haven't been there either." Dazai buried his face in Tangun's fur and rubbed it back and forth, then took a deep breath, "There is still some time, I don't know where to go. It doesn't matter."

"Meow..." Dazai, are you talking about something that I don't understand? Tangun always feels that Dazai is going to make trouble, and he wants to make a big deal.

A few days later - calm and peaceful...

Tangun sighed and melted comfortably on the heating blanket.

What Dazai said to him before seemed to be causing trouble, but these days it has been too easy for Tangun.

"Tangun." Dazai suddenly opened the door and walked in.

Tangun raised his head.

Dazai stuffed his cold hands under Tangun's belly, and showed a happy expression as if he was about to melt away, and his head fell beside Tangun.

"Meow!" Tangun was iced for a bit, his hair was blown, and after he calmed down, he moved his belly in Dazai's direction and warmed his hands.

The cat fur hand warmer was so effective that Dazai was so warm that he almost forgot his purpose.

Until he saw Tangun squinting his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Ah, Tangun, don't sleep." Dazai reluctantly pulled his hand from under Tangun's stomach.

"...Meow?" Tangun meowed sleepily.

"Today I want to take you to meet someone." Dazai said to Tangun.

Tangun held his paw and watched Dazai quietly.

It seems to be asking him: "Who is it?"

"Odasaku." Dazai said.