Mr. Dazai is angry every day

*****

After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, the audience fell silent.

People looked at Ryuuen Sho who was staring at Osamu Dazai fiercely with anger and reluctance, and Osamu Dazai who was lazily leaning against the fence and taking it easy.

See you all.

Long Yuanxiang gritted his teeth viciously, clutched his wound, turned around and left, and could vaguely hear a "Damn" and greetings for his injury from the tall figure who disappeared into the crowd.

Following Long Yuan's departure, some people left in the venue.

Probably went to a private hospital to get the bullet.In any case, look at Long Yuanxiang's posture.He should have recognized it by pinching his nose.

"The victim has already left." Osamu Dazai smiled idlely, and looked down at the principal: "You, do you still want to pursue me?"

The audience was dumbfounded.

The headmaster's face was extremely ugly. Miss Zhongyuan judged that the other party was standing there, so it's not right for him not to pursue it, and it's not right to pursue it.

After all, the principal knew her identity, and by the way, he also knew the identity of Dazai.

It is not worth offending Hong Kong gangsters for children.

But as an educator, you have to ask.

Osamu Dazai simply didn't step down the steps of the people present, or maybe he was angry... or something.

Nakahara also found that she couldn't understand Osamu Dazai more and more.

- "It's too dark, it's too dark. It's worthy of being the number one ambiguous object of the host."

The ambiguous object of your size, you can't even say no.

Chuya Nakahara's thoughts were pulled back by the system, and she sighed softly: Although I don't know what Dazai has been angry with since he came back, so that his black mud attribute was revealed.

But it's enough for now.

"If the headmaster doesn't want to call it a day,"

Osamu Dazai straightened up contemptuously, and the faint smile on the corner of his lips revealed arrogance and chilling to some extent.

Black mud you are really endless.

Before Dazai finished speaking, Nakahara Chuya tapped her toes, a dark red supernatural light glowed all over her body, she floated up and ran towards the black and white boy.The white uniform on her body fluttered like a white gauze skirt.

The petite figure slowly landed beside Dazai.

"Okay, Dazai," she said.

"What are you talking about? I'm obviously trying to reason with people." Osamu Dazai hummed dissatisfied, and he didn't like it, but the chilling aura on his body eased a lot. "How do you say I'm making trouble for no reason?"

Didn't even look at her.

Are you really making trouble out of no reason?

- "Host, it doesn't make sense to reason with the angry black mud. At this time, we must resort to the extraordinary measures in the novel—handsome sleeves."

Extraordinary means?

-"Yes, that's right."

- "This method has made all kinds of tough men admire and scream. It has remarkable special effects against straight steel men, scheming green tea men, and black mud! And it can achieve results without beating people~! Host quickly Come try the duck!"

Is it so good?

Zhong Ye hesitated: I think it would be more effective to beat him to death directly.

-"...Don't, there are so many people. The Dazai is a Hong Kong gangster at any rate. One person is under [-] people. It's not good for you, Jiang Zi, to be slapped in the face by outsiders. How can he become tough in the future? !"

The last sentence is something messed up.

Miss Zhongyuan decided to ignore the superfluous words of the lsp system, thinking about the current situation, and fell into a tangle.

In the end, Ms. Nakaya reluctantly made up her mind.

"Why doesn't the little slug talk? Could it be—"

Dazai felt the corner of the sleeve being pulled, and looked down to see Nakaya's fingertips wearing black gloves, gently grabbing the corner of his sleeve.

Twist.

"Okay, Dazai, don't make trouble."

Osamu Dazai slapped his eyelashes, raised his head to look at the voice that seemed soft because he lowered his voice to call him not to lose his temper again.

It's like being coquettish.

Osamu Dazai's unspoken complaints and dissatisfaction, as well as his dissatisfaction at seeing others tease and covet him, were easily soothed a lot.

What a foul, Chuya.

"Principal, I'm sorry." Zhong Yuan turned his head and gave the principal a small step: "I will criticize this guy well, you continue the physical examination."

Whether it will or not is another matter.

Nakahara also tugged Dazai Osamu's sleeve, motioning to leave with her.Zhong also saw Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and his eyes fell on the fingertips she was pulling on him.

He obediently followed her and left.The special effects of the system are really awesome!

-“………………”

Host, you are really slow.

Although Mr. Dazai and Ms. Nakahara will not leave hand in hand, the scene of the two so-called "most vicious partners" being so loving is still hidden in the dark, and members of the troops directly under Dazai secretly wiped it sweat:

"Is that really Mr. Dazai?"

"You are all too tender. Mr. Dazai is usually cold and hard, but you don't know who is pulling him."

"Try another person to grab Mr. Dazai's sleeve."

*****

Miss Zhongyuan pushed the troublemaker into the consulting room and closed the door, and she was relieved, and now she is in the mood to ask the teacher for the crime. "So what are you angry about? Why did you come back suddenly? Did these brats offend you?"

"Ah, is the little slug a problem baby?" Osamu Dazai consciously sat on the chair and swayed twice, his tone was sleepy and inexplicably light: "How do I answer so many questions?"

Are you and Mr. Mori having a deadlock——

Zhongyuan Zhongye's ice-blue eyes flickered, but he asked another question: "Why did you use your father to threaten Longyuan? If he didn't rely on his father's aura, he just took this opportunity to get rid of it?"

The person he wants to threaten is not only Long Yuan.

And Chuya, that's not what you want to ask.

"It doesn't matter," Osamu Dazai lay lazily on the back of the chair, not wanting to expose Chuya: "I happen to be able to use his psychology. Whether it's a rebellious psychology or wanting to get rid of the shackles, the result of breaking the wings and power behind him is the same."

Dazai drooped his eyelids carelessly, covering his eyes with curled eyelashes.He speaks so lightly.Zhong Ye heard the blood and cruelty hidden behind,

Zhong also didn't understand: "Do you have any enmity with him?"

Have.

Hitting his sweetheart's idea, the hatred is irreconcilable.

"But that's not what Chuya wants to ask."

The tails of Osamu Dazai's eyes were raised slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to bloom a flower, he yawned lazily, and blinked away the hostility and mist in his eyes.He put his head on the back of the chair, tilted his head and looked at Ye Ye: "I'll give you another chance, I can tell you whatever you want to ask."

The coaxing meaning in the tone is particularly strong.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about it cautiously: "Why did you come back? Could it be a child from our school, maybe it has something to do with your mission?"

Gee.

Cowards also.

The starry light in Osamu Dazai's eyes sank, and he looked more sickly than before, so he simply buried his beautiful face on the back of the chair.

Miss Zhongyuan was dissatisfied: "Hey, you asked me to ask, what does your expression mean?"

"It's nothing." Dazai Osamu dragged his voice, raised his kite-colored eyes from his arms, "Chuya, this is the second time."

"What second time?"

This is the second time you've let yourself run away from my feelings.

There are only three things, I don't have the patience to wait for you to find out slowly.

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai hung his head listlessly, and said in a tone that could kill his anger, "It's all because the little slug is too noisy, which makes me very uncomfortable now."

Obviously you asked me to ask!

"Hey, you bastard." Zhongya Nakahara glanced at Dazai Osamu's fluffy black hair, raised his foot and kicked him on his leg in a suit and trousers: "On the first day when I returned from a business trip, I was catching up with you." Looking for a beating?"

Nakaya kicked Dazai with the same force as usual, but Dazai, who was lying on the back of the chair and pretending to be dead, gasped.

what happened?

Zhong Yuanzhong quickly retracted his feet: "What's the matter? What's wrong with your legs."

Osamu Dazai maintained the posture with his arms resting on the back of the chair, and the black hair on his head was fluffy and slightly messy. Obviously Dazai didn't say a word, but he buried his face in silence, inexplicably, Nakahara Chuya rushed over A sense of aggrieved.

"…………"

Must be an illusion.

Nakahara also pushed Dazai, who was dressed on his stomach, but he didn't move, lying on the back of the chair in a depressed mood.There is a round curl in the fluffy hair on the top of the head, like an autistic cat.

"Dazai, you won't really—" Hurt.

Nakahara Chuya pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to push Dazai. Unexpectedly, Dazai, who was acting autistic online, suddenly grabbed his wrist. Zhong also pressed down on the wooden table next to the chair.

"Dazai, what are you doing—"

"I've finished what Chuya wanted to say? I~ but I've been suppressing my anger."

Dazai Osamu's tone was light and soft, and upon listening carefully, one could find that his voice was habitually tinged with a hint of a smile, but the only exposed kite eye was dark and intense, revealing a morbid desire for dominance in the gloom.

His bandage-wrapped hands deftly pressed Zhongye's two hands, and his slender legs separated Zhongye's silky legs, which were dressed in black silk.Slowly, like a cat having fun, she hangs her furry head on Zhongye's neck and rubs it.

The tone is soft and gentle.

"Teacher, my whole body needs to be checked. Do you understand? If the teacher doesn't want to, I can also check the teacher's body, give injections and so on—"

"I can do it all."