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

This is the second time Ozzy has taken Dazai with him to escape from the Port Mafia's banquet.

He has no time to think about how Mori Ogai will react when he finds out that they are gone, and he can't think about the consequences of the protagonist's sudden disappearance in the banquet where Dazai is the protagonist.

Because the current atmosphere is so good that he can't stop for a second.

Dazai was looking at him with unprecedented eyes, such burning eyes that Ozzy couldn't help trembling.

Back home, Dazai also stubbornly grabbed Ozzy's hand, pushed him against the corner of the wall, and ruthlessly bit the target in front of him.

It seemed that Oz was terrified and ran away suddenly.

There was a cold wall behind Ozzy, and his long hair was held together by Dazai in his hands. As long as Dazai moved a little harder, the place where he was pulled would hurt a little.

But this kind of pain doesn't seem to be worthy of Ozzy's further attention.

The young Dazai has just grown up now, and the most impulsive thing he has ever done may be to kiss an elder at a secluded place less than 10 meters away from the banquet at a banquet prepared for him by his boss, and they are only separated from the crowd by a wall wall.

Perhaps because this kind of behavior is too taboo, Dazai's heart beats much faster than usual.

He is not satisfied with such a simple fit, in fact, this is the first time he has experienced such a thrilling fit.

In short, he grabbed the elder who wanted to leave and took the initiative back into his own hands.

Then he was stolen by the elders.

Then he found a good position, good enough for him to trap the senior who challenged him in the corner.

It's a pity that the young man's kissing skills are not as good as his performance.

Ozzy, who has already endured the torture of the future Dazai, finds it a little funny. The current Dazai has an urgency that has nowhere to vent. He can only use childish ways, imitating the kissing method that he doesn’t know where he came from, rubbing and masturbating. own poor lips.

If it goes on like this, tomorrow it will be so swollen that I won't be able to see people.

Oz sighed in his heart, stretched his arms actively, and climbed onto Dazai's shoulders, causing Dazai to tilt his head slightly.

Still too short.

The flash of thought made Ozzy smile a little more, and the next second he was severely punished by Dazai who had been observing his every expression.

The lip was sore, Ozzy was forced to distance himself from Dazai, took a breath, and then licked the place where he was bitten

There was no smell of blood, it seemed that Dazai was still merciful.thought Oz.

And Dazai's expression became even more terrifying.

"Sure enough, I'm still a child, and my kissing skills are really bad."

"Why, are you very experienced?"

Not even very experienced.

Oz tilted his head and smiled, seeing Dazai squinting his eyes and looking about to get angry, so he took the initiative to approach Dazai and responded to his extremely simple kiss.

He half-closed his eyes, feeling a little smug at Dazai's flustered look for a moment.Although this kiss is stumbling, but with Oz's learning ability, he can also learn the shadow of the three or four points of the future Dazai.

Ozzy's back gradually broke away from the cold wall, he pushed Dazai's neck, just like what the future Dazai did to him, brought this young and innocent guy into a hot and lingering field.

They were entangled in the dark, and at some point, Dazai had regained the initiative, trapping Ozzy in that corner again.

Dazai's learning speed is really fast. He is a good student and is proficient in inferring other cases from one instance. Almost the moment Ozzy sticks out the tip of his tongue, he knows the next action without a teacher.

He lifted Ozzy's chin, stroked the protruding part of the other's throat as if in memory, pretended to be gentle, and immediately attacked the city.

Ozzy enjoyed Dazai's tenderness at first, but soon, Dazai's aggressive intentions became more and more obvious, not only his shortness of breath, but also the palm that moved up and down but couldn't find the right position. Without exception, it exudes a fiery signal.

Ozzy was so kissed that he couldn't struggle, he could only soften his body while panting, half of his body was hanging on Dazai's body, he felt dangerous but was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

Dazai had already found a breakthrough, and deftly undid the buttons of Ozzy's clothes with his fingers, and they were still worn loosely on his body, and then he lifted up the innermost one, revealing a piece of white skin.

He buried his head down, the touch under his lips was as delicate as he imagined, he didn't like to drink milk, and coffee was not suitable in this atmosphere, so Dazai thought, it would be nice if he had a bottle of whiskey in his hand now.

He would sprinkle whiskey on Ozzy's body, let Ozzy be stained with the enthusiasm of the wine, and then he would drink like usual, bit by bit, patiently, taste the guy in front of him and swallow it belly.

Oz looked down lazily at Dazai, he was placed on a low cabinet by Dazai, and with his back against the wall, he had to spread his legs to accommodate this stubborn guy who wanted to stand in front of him.

On the back of Dazai's head was a not-so-obvious knot of bandages that had only to be undone to allow Ozzy to see those eyes that he found pleasing to the eye.

He didn't even think about it, just relying on instinct, when Dazai forced him to raise his head to contribute his ruddy neck that had been bitten, he stretched out his hand and pinched one end of the bandage.

Dazai seemed to be aware of it, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover that position, but Ozzy's speed was also very fast, he stopped Dazai's hand almost instantly, and then leaned over, starting to destroy Dazai's reason.

It was a more cooperative, intense kiss than ever.

Dazai snorted uncomfortably as his lips and tongue intertwined, and quickly stopped his act of showing weakness.

He also couldn't care about the movements of Ozzy's hands, because after this kiss came, there was also the bad behavior of Ozzy raising his leg to touch his sensitive position.

Dazai didn't really want to know where Ozzy learned these dangerous moves. He didn't think that a dull guy who could easily blush had a lot of experience in this area. He didn't need to think about it. He knew it was the few days Ozzy left. Back in the day, the guy who deliberately left that territorial mark on his neck was the one who taught Oz these nasty things.

Ozzy was dyed with other colors——before he reached the end, someone had already done all this in advance by cheating, and he was still proudly showing off to himself.

This kind of thought made Dazai's movements more violent, but when he heard the suppressed cry of pain coming from his ears, he instinctively put his teeth away, and began to gently comfort the trembling elder By.

"Who taught you?" Dazai's voice was so hoarse, he leaned close to Ozzy's ear and exhaled into it, causing Ozzy to tremble again.

Ozzy's nerves were excited and dazed, he couldn't think too much, he could only answer this question in the simplest language: "You."

Ozzy hugged Dazai, making the two bodies fit tightly together.

He made a comfortable voice, then nuzzled Dazai with the tip of his nose, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you continue?"

Dazai answered this question with actions, he blocked Ozzy's mouth, and then never let Ozzy say a single word that had nothing to do with this moment.

For a moment, Dazai felt as if he had already died once. It was a feeling that his soul had been let go, so close to the perfect death he was looking for.

If it's like this, it seems to be pretty good.

When Ozzy woke up again, he felt that his bones were about to fall apart, but there was a hot guy lying on his back, brazenly gushing his breath to the back of his neck.

What should have been a more perfect coming-of-age ceremony was wasted by them. Ozzy tried to get up, but was forced to fall back on the pillow because of the soreness in his hands and feet.

In the next second, he felt the hand that was covering his chest slide all the way down, approaching the dangerous area.

Oz calmly blocked those hands, and then his waist was tightly held in the arms of the person behind him.

The coquettish sound from behind was almost fatal, Ozzy didn't even dare to move more, he could only feel Dazai slowly waking up, then turned over and squeezed in front of him.

Oz: "..."

Dazai rubbed his eyes, and naturally stepped forward to suck Ozzy, but Ozzy dodged suddenly, making him miss his target, and kissed another piece of skin that he also loved.

It's not unacceptable, Dazai quickly showed the balance in his heart, and felt that he could still bargain.

"Playing hard to get? Yesterday I was able to kiss, but today I can't? It turns out that my shelf life is so short that I fell out of favor overnight."

Oz: "..." Why are you so wordy.

He could see the teasing smile in Dazai's eyes, and his earlobes turned red helplessly.

"Then kiss..."

Even on the second day of adulthood, Mori Ogai never thought of giving up the behavior of squeezing employees. Early in the morning, he sent a circle of people around the door of Dazai's house, knocking on the door every 10 minutes.

Dazai brushed his teeth, and said: "Yesterday, Mr. Mori said that Osamu Dazai was not feeling well and left the venue early. The reason is exactly the same as that used before. Now the whole Yokohama is spreading the rumor that Osamu Dazai is a delicate and weak man who relies on his body to be superior. Oh guy."

"What to do, Oz, you will be responsible for this matter?"

Oz covered Dazai's face with a hot towel, and rubbed vigorously until Dazai's face turned red.

"Why are you so strong?"

"There is no cleaning powder at home, so I can only wash it for you like this."

"Wow, when you hear responsible, you immediately think of cleansing powder. It's obviously your own idea that's right."

"Stop talking! I'm really going to beat you!"

The two of them quarreled in front of the mirror for a while before suddenly realizing that Dazai's ears and tail had disappeared.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I didn't see the tail last night, otherwise Ozzy would definitely remember the furry and tight touch around his wrist.

Dazai's expression couldn't tell whether it was joy or regret, he opened the door with a piece of toast in his mouth, and followed his subordinates to prepare to be a coolie.

The missions that Mori Ogai gave him these days are more "mafia", which is the type that Ozzy will definitely not like, so he doesn't plan to take Ozzy to carry out the missions with him.

Dazai stretched out his index finger and came in front of his subordinates.

The subordinates were unknown, so their eyes became cross-eyed.

Then, Dazai twirled his finger in a circle, and his subordinates immediately understood, leading a group of people in black clothes and turned around, facing away from the two people standing at the door.

"I'm leaving." Dazai looked at Ozzy with no extra emotion.

But Oz knew what Dazai was looking forward to. The current Dazai was exactly the same as the future Dazai, and he had an unusual obsession with the farewell ceremony before going out.

It was as if in the heart of this kind of complicated person, he always believed that as long as he performed this ritual, he could really meet the person who said goodbye again.

This idea is extremely simple, but it is so contradictory.

So he leaned over, touched Dazai's lips with some shame, and then said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Wait for you to come back."

Oz thought, just like the future Dazai said, he has successfully made Dazai his hostage.

——Did I successfully grab your throat and force you to walk against the sun?

——Are you happy like this?

Before leaving, Dazai turned his head again, he seemed a little hesitant, staring at Ozzy for nearly half a minute before opening his mouth.

"The person you met was me?"

"Well, it's you."

"It's really cunning to lose to that kind of guy."

Dazai turned his head and left, not in a good mood, nor as angry as Oz imagined.

He stood at the door and watched Dazai's back, watched Dazai's clothes sway in the air, watched him lose his temper and play tricks on his subordinates, until his shadow completely disappeared around the corner.

Oz lowered his eyes and looked to the side.

A man in black whose name he couldn't name respectfully held a mobile phone and handed it to Ozzy.

"Leader Sen said that this is the first step, called baiting."

Before catching big fish, it is indeed necessary to use bait.

Ozzy took the phone, unmoved by the fact that he was the bait.

He thought that in the next time, Mori Ogai would not allow Dazai to have free time to meet him.

"You pass a word to Mr. Sen for me." Oz paused.

The man in black thought it was some important information, and his expression became much more serious.

"You tell him that he will be kicked by a donkey if he disturbs someone's relationship."

Man in black:"???"

Whether he is using him as bait to adjust Wu Mi's fish, or other messy plans, in short, this time, he will definitely solve everything, and then take Dazai out of this ghostly place.

Ozzy closed the door expressionlessly.

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