After becoming a blood clan, he did everything possible to seek death

The newly promoted Mr. Wine Glass is in a very good mood, which is visible to the naked eye.

Seeing Ozzy retracted into the quilt again, he didn't bother Ozzy, but just lifted his body out of the quilt, feeling the faint coolness, and then re-tucked the back of the guy who pretended to be asleep. Location.

His home clothes had been crumpled from yesterday's action, but fortunately he didn't have to wear them to the detective agency today.Osamu Dazai took the clothes washed for Oz yesterday into the house, then stretched himself and walked to the kitchen.

Social animals are not in the habit of eating breakfast, but now that they have turned into a state of dragging their families, they can't be so casual.

His feet are light and fluttering, like stepping on cotton, and he swayed slowly in the house, and he found everything pleasing to the eye.

In fact, Dazai Osamu doesn’t know how to cook by himself. He can be regarded as a “regular customer” in all the izakayas on the street of the detective agency. Whether he will be popular or not is another matter. Anyway, he can already memorize the recipes of all the shops. up.

Just don't do one.

And the people around him have stopped him from cooking more than once - just because he put some food in the pot that he thinks is good, such as poisonous mushrooms grown in the backyard, or various kinds of mushrooms recorded in books poison.

Before he knew it, Osamu Dazai became a sign prohibiting kitchen work.

The meal yesterday afternoon was actually almost all of Dazai’s cooking skills. He had learned cooking a few times on a whim in the early days, and then...

I don’t say anything about it later, in short, it is deserted.Firstly, he is not such a material, and secondly, no one will eat what he makes.

He stood in front of the chopping board, holding the knife in a very standard posture. After deliberating for a long time, he chose to take out the instant noodles stored in the cabinet, then took out a few eggs and fried two poached eggs.

The taste of instant noodles is much more fragrant than usual, which is really strange.Dazai stared at the timer on the phone, feeling that the 3 minutes passed by sometimes quickly, sometimes very slowly.

When Dazai returned to the door of the bedroom, Ozzy was dressing himself in a panic. He must have heard his movement, but it was too late to close the door, so he could only cover himself with the quilt vigilantly and go through the gap. Peeping at Dazai's movements.

The guy leaning on the door frame with his head tilted and smiling looked malicious, and Ozzy tightened his hands, planning to jump out of the window and escape immediately if something unusual happened again.

Unfortunately, as smart as Dazai, he naturally saw what Oz was thinking.

The adult man who took the tender route spread his legs and stopped at the distance point where Ozzy's nerves were tense.

"Are you willing to get up?"

"..."

"A little later, the noodles should be softened."

Never saying anything about what happened the night before, Ozzy found that he couldn't see what Dazai was thinking at the moment.In the past few years, Dazai's growth in the aspect of being invisible to people is really too big, so big that he instinctively feels that it is dangerous.

Oz shrank his neck, and when Dazai wanted to take another step forward, he squeezed to the edge of the bed, and if he took another step back, he would definitely fall off.

Seeing this scene, Dazai felt amused and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, then took a step back.

"You go out first, I want to change clothes."

"Then remember to hurry up."

Dazai shrugged, turned and left.

It's just that he didn't take two steps before he turned his head, and as expected, he saw the guy with half of his white chest exposed.

"!"

"Don't be nervous," Dazai laughed a few times with his head down, tilting his neck to look at Ozzy, as if he could see his body through the fabric that wrapped Ozzy again, "What should be seen, what should not be seen, I Haven't you seen it all?"

The answer to Dazai was the pillow that hit him head-on.

Dazai caught the pillow with one hand, laughed and put it on the sofa in the living room.

Oz covered his hot face, thinking that he must have drunk expired wine yesterday, otherwise, how could he make the vampire, whose body is always cold all year round, feel hot?And the uncontrollable heartbeat must be because alcohol poisoned his organs.

He carefully listened to the movement outside, stretched out his hand holding the clothes halfway, and then gradually stagnated in midair.

He heard Dazai's voice not far away. He seemed to just put the plate on the table. This action made a crisp sound, as well as the gurgling sound of the kettle, the sound of Dazai's slippers rubbing against the ground, and many more Many voices belonged to the Dazai family.This gave him the illusion that he was living in Dazai's small courtyard before. In fact, he didn't take Dazai away, nor was he sent to the future because of this sudden accident, and he got along with Dazai... so intimately one night.

Everything is like a dream.

But this was not a dream, he let go of his hand and let the quilt slip off his body.

Oz turned his head, and there was a lingering pain in the back of his invisible neck, which reminded him that what he saw was not false.

He gently rubbed the scar with his fingertips.

When Oz came to the living room, Dazai was putting the brewed tea in his place.

Just last night, he was forced to take a sip of wine by the cunning Dazai in that position, using the ambiguous gesture of putting his lips on his lips. He couldn't even tell whether it was just a prank on the spur of the moment or something else——

Thinking of this, Ozzy could only take another deep breath, forcing his expression to look more natural.

"Why are you in a daze?" Dazai pretended that he didn't understand the reason for Ozzy's distraction, nor did he see his rapidly turning rosy face. He just patted the place beside him and signaled Ozzy to sit down quickly. Haven't been hungry all night? Or do you dislike this simple breakfast?"

Ozzy didn't want to talk to him, and he didn't dare to sit down.

But Dazai laughed so much that he accidentally dropped the small fork in his hand, and was about to bend down to pick it up under the table.Ozzy suddenly remembered his childish actions yesterday - carving his own pattern on the bottom of the table.

Ozzy immediately jumped to Dazai's hand, pressed against his body, and prevented him from going down.

Dazai was startled, his brows raised immediately, he looked at Ozzy's wrist, and then glanced down again.

It's a pity that he didn't see anything more, and his chin was lifted by the blushing Ozzy: "Wine and wine glasses don't bend over."

Dazai's expression changed, and he sat up straight quietly according to what Ozzy said, then clasped his hand behind his back and said, "I'm so precious? Can't even bear to pick up a tableware?"

Ozzy's voice dropped, "...the glass will break if you bend over it."

Dazai just laughed, not intending to expose him at all.Ozzy's movements are too obvious, he is not a guy who is good at lying and covering up, this set of awkward movements, in Dazai's view, is like bumping into a child who is hiding something.

But this is nothing, it just makes him happy by cooperating with Ozzy's actions.Dazai pulled Ozzy to the seat, took a pair of chopsticks from nowhere and stirred in the bowl, without even looking in Ozzy's direction.

Ozzy, who thought he had fooled the past, was relieved.

The hands they held were so tightly that he struggled slightly, unable to break free no matter what.

"You eat this in the morning."

Oz could feel Dazai's deep gaze, they burned his heart, and made him almost lose the ability to speak.

After a long time, he found a topic in the silence.

"Hmm..." In fact, I usually don't eat in the morning.Dazai replaced the next words with a smile.

"It's not good for your health. You can see that you've become so thin."

"Then let Ozzy make breakfast after that? That way you won't lose weight."

"..."

Oz's silence caused the smile on Dazai's face to disappear for a second, but soon, he covered his out-of-control expression with a brighter smile.

The flavor of the instant noodles was no longer as attractive as before. Dazai picked out a shallot with chopsticks and hung it in the air.

"Oz."

"Ah."

"When can we talk about what happened yesterday?"

"..." Ozzy's movements stagnated. He was like a watch without a battery. Not only the long hands representing the time, but also every small gear inside stopped.

Dazai didn't want to force him, so he just waited quietly.

Like a game of chess, he led the target into the trap step by step, the more patient he got to the back.

Although his whole body is roaring with urgency, he has been waiting for a long time, and there is no shortage of such a little time.

"Not yet."

Finally, Oz whispered.

Not yet.

He didn't look at Dazai's expression, afraid that his decision might change under Dazai's influence.

It was just a vague premonition, Oz had a premonition that when he could talk to Dazai about what happened last night, their relationship might not be so simple.

"Isn't it better to be simple?" Ozzy picked up a noodle with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth.

Just like Dazai said, the noodles became soft after soaking for too long, and they were far from delicious when they were just out of the pan.

Dazai understood what Ozzy meant, his smile faded completely, and his decisive voice echoed in the living room.

He said, "Not good."

Dazai seriously refused Ozzy's escape.

Dazai said before that when he drove Ozzy to the beach, and Ozzy was leaning against the window to take a nap, he had already sworn his determination at that time.

He couldn't confirm whether Ozzy's appearance this time was the last chance that fate gave him.

He only knew that if he didn't try his best and find a way to keep the people around him, maybe he wouldn't have another chance to tell Ozzy those things that had been dusty for a long time.

"Have you finished eating? Then let's go together, I guess you must be interested in my work, huh?"

Like a normal person, Dazai naturally skipped the topic just now, and also skipped last night, and they returned to the way they were before, with plain conversation and occasional noise.

Ozzy was a little hesitant about whether his sudden visit would cause trouble for the detective agency, but Dazai said that when Ozzy secretly spoke ill of him to the coffee shop owner yesterday, he had already told his colleagues that he would bring Ozzy today. Went for a visit.

Along the way, Ozzy explained with a guilty conscience that he did not speak ill of Dazai.I also thank Dazai for teasing along the way, and his tension on going to the detective agency has eased a lot.

The Armed Detective Agency is upstairs from the coffee shop. It is a legal armed organization of supernatural powers. In addition to commissions from civilians, its usual work also assists the military and police in cracking down on criminals.

All in all, it sounds like a very noble profession.

Even organizations like the Ghost Killing Squad have not been officially recognized!

Ozzy stood outside the door of the detective agency and looked in.

The office of the Armed Detective Agency is full of life, with balloons hanging on the ceiling and various girly decorations on the windows, perhaps specially dressed to welcome him.

Aside from a few desks, they still have a big sofa in the leisure area, and there is even a smooth and clean kettle at the door, as well as a few teacups crookedly crowded together, probably in their spare time, they will Make a cup of tea, then go to rest on the sofa.

Dazai had already stepped into this small office, and was hit on the top of the head by a man wearing glasses with a book just after taking half a step.

"Dazai! How many times have I told you to arrive on time! This will disturb our next—ah, sorry," the man wearing glasses was still on the verge of being irritable, seeing Ozzy at the door curiously looking inside , he immediately coughed twice, and returned to his previous gentlemanly appearance, "Hi, I'm Kunikida Doppo, and I can barely be regarded as a partner with Dazai."

Partner!

Ozzy's eyes lit up, and he said sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work."

A simple sentence won Kunikida's favor. He pushed his glasses and brought Ozzy to the reception table they had prepared long ago.

There were all kinds of snacks on the table, although some of them had been taken apart, a little girl dressed as a maid and a boy in a hat were eating snacks together.

"This is Kyoka, and this one, Ranpo Edogawa, the brain of the detective agency." Kunikida coughed, and first introduced to Ozzy two members whose mouths were full of potato chips.

"The person being bullied by Dazai over there is our new member, Atsushi Nakajima," Kunikida pushed his glasses again, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, "Atsushi! Take the poisonous mushroom from Dazai's hand for me !"

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to cry, but Dazai bound him to the stool with a bandage in a blink of an eye: "Mr. Kunikida, I can't do it!"

In the middle of speaking, a huge mushroom was stuffed into his mouth by a smiling Dazai.

"Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!"

"...Xin, you've worked hard."

Oz sighed sincerely again.

With a grim face, Kunikida took out a small book and wrote something, and then his ability activated, and the torn page turned into a knife, which slashed past Dazai's ear with a "swish".

"I, say, you, guys! Have you had enough fun!"

Kunikida's voice was so loud that the chandelier above his head shook a few times.

"What's the noise?"

A deep male voice came from another door.

All the people in the detective agency fell silent, waiting for the door to be opened, and a man in a kimono came out.

The man has silver-white hair and a resolute face, and a long knife hangs on his waist.

Oz noticed the calluses on his hands.

"President."

The members greeted the man together, and Ozzy knew that he was Dazai's immediate boss.

It seems that it is much more reliable than Mori Ogai.

The president nodded, and his eyes drifted away, and then fell on the only fresh face.

He first sized up Ozzy with a frown, and after observing Ozzy's face carefully, he even frowned.

"you are not……"

Oz was taken aback for a moment, and just about to say something, he closed his mouth again and just smiled.

"This is our president, Fukuzawa Yukichi," Kunikida stepped forward and introduced: "He is a friend of Dazai, and he wants to visit the affairs of the detective agency today, president, do you know Mr. Ozzy Francis? "

"Dazai's friend," Fukuzawa Yukichi repeated Kunikida's words, closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds, and when he opened his eyes again, the previous sharpness was gone, "I don't know."

"It's just the first time I saw Dazai bringing friends here, and I was a little surprised," Fukuzawa Yukichi turned around. "Since this is the case, entertaining Mr. Francis should be the first task."

"Yes!" Kunikida said seriously.

After the president's figure completely disappeared, the frozen atmosphere in the detective agency became active again.

"No matter how many times I see the president, I always feel that he is extremely majestic." Nakajima sighed and collapsed on the table, "Just now I thought the president would condemn us for not working hard."

Kunikida explained that there are still a few members in the club, but they are all on the field now, and I will introduce them to Ozzy next time if I have a chance.

"It's already this time, is Mr. Oz interested in working with us?"

"Can I join your work?"

Oz glanced at Dazai hesitantly, and felt relieved when he saw him smiling.

Dazai pulled Atsushi Nakajima, who was about to cry but had no tears, and stepped forward: "It's ok, this mission was entrusted by the members of the club."

"Help him confess to a woman."

"Huh?" Is this also part of the job?

Oz was dumbfounded, and Dazai led him out happily by the arm.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the kettle.

In fact, when President Fukuzawa's expression changed, Ozzy vaguely realized that he knew him, but when he just started thinking about how to explain that he was not Ozzy at this point in time, he found out from the top of the kettle that he knew him. I saw Dazai's shadow.

The smooth water bottle faithfully recorded all of Dazai's movements.

He shook his head at Fukuzawa Yukichi, then crossed his index fingers to his mouth.

--Do not say.

Oz knew what Dazai meant, so he didn't ask any more questions, just smiled and pretended that he didn't find anything.

Dazai maybe...

Maybe what?Oz couldn't figure out what Dazai's purpose was.

He looked at the hand held by Dazai, was taken to the ice cream stand, and then was stuffed with a sweet ice cream.

It didn't matter what Dazai was hiding.

Ozzy exaggeratedly praised that this is the most delicious ice cream he has ever eaten, and then saw Dazai's smiling eyes like crescent moons.

That's enough.

On the upper floor of the detective agency, Edogawa Ranpo looked down from the window, watching the backs of everyone.

"Hey, President," he didn't turn his head, but he knew that the president had come out of his cubicle again, "You know that Dazai's friend, right?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't answer, his eyes were calm, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Do you think he will know?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi asked.

"If there are not enough clues, even the best detective in the world can't make a judgment," Edogawa stretched at random, "but if you follow the detective's sixth sense..."

The more you try to hide it, the easier it is to be discovered.

The author has something to say:

That’s right, another sweet chapter and I want that again

Anyway, just a little abuse?A little bit of abuse, gently explain the kind that Dazai hid something from Oz and then the abuse is over (.

Hold the lid on your head and run away!

感谢在2020-07-1320:44:04~2020-07-1920:56:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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