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

Osamu Dazai looked extremely lazy, and there were faint water stains in the corners of his eyes.But only the person who was grabbed by the wrist knew how much strength was used under this seemingly ignorant expression to prevent him from escaping.

Osamu Dazai picked up a strand of blond hair with one hand, brought them to his lips coquettishly, and pressed a kiss: "Why don't you talk? Can't our relationship even have a self-introduction?"

His ambiguous eyes wandered on the man's exposed neck, and the smile on his mouth was presumptuous and inexplicably cold.

"That night you were not as silent as you are now."

that night.

After Osamu Dazai became a vampire, he gained the ability of night vision, and he can naturally see the appearance of the person in front of him in the dark.

This guy is exactly the guy who met in a bar and developed one nightstand.

He smacked his mouth, thinking of that night and at the same time, he had some uncontrollable aftertaste.

At first, I felt that names and identities were not important, but I felt surprisingly good that night, and I couldn't help but want to develop a stable and long-term relationship with him.Osamu Dazai smiled kindly while thinking to himself.

"Did you come to me because you heard what I asked the boss to bring to you?"

Probably because this smile was too deceptive, the person who was restrained thought it was a sign of Osamu Dazai's relaxation, so he tried his best to break away from him and jumped out of the window to escape.

It's a pity that his movements hadn't fully unfolded, and he was pulled to the ground under a burst of dizziness.

An indistinct emotion flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes.

He leaned over and sat on the person, and fixed the other's two hands on top of his head.It was originally a very simple control action, but for some reason, his other hand was naturally blocked between the back of that person's head and the ground.

It's like a protective move.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

With a thick wool blanket on the ground, he actually made a protective action against a stranger, who might even be an enemy?

After this analysis, Osamu Dazai's mood became more unstable.

It's just that only he knows about his instability, and on the surface, he still looks like a smile.

The long golden hair was scattered on the ground, illuminated by the moonlight as if covered with a layer of soft light.

Before that person noticed his movements, Osamu Dazai silently withdrew his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the person who had been exuding nervousness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

After saying this, even Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing.

It's a pity that the deliberately created relaxation failed to pass on to the people under him.

Feeling the strength still struggling in his hands, Osamu Dazai lowered his body and used his body to block the moonlight pouring on that person, covering him in darkness.

They were very close, so close that Osamu Dazai could see himself in that person's eyes.

"As long as you are obedient, I can pretend that I don't know anything."

"Hey, tell me your name first, okay?"

I don't know why you met me at the bar that day, why you suddenly appeared after you thought I was asleep, why you said "I haven't come for two days", these are not very important things.

It didn't take much thinking to figure out that this person might be the cause of his becoming a vampire.Osamu Dazai felt that he could even forget this conclusion subconsciously, not to pursue those deep things, not to pursue whether this person's obvious concern for him was out of guilt or something else.

He just thought, he seems to be too suitable for this person.

After getting along so well that they got along for only a short time, the plans of those dark and invisible people couldn't help but popped up from the bottom of their hearts.

To hide this man, to put a chain around his neck, to—

In short, they are all very excessive and excessive things.

Osamu Dazai cleaned up those emotions and said, "Just one name is enough."

The rest he will get slowly.

The blond man pursed his lips, turned his eyes away from Dazai Osamu, opened his lips after a long time, and asked softly, "Really?"

Osamu Dazai wanted to laugh a little.Any normal person would not believe what he said, "Tell me your name and I won't pursue anything", but the man in front of him showed a look of trust after struggling for a while.

He was obviously still asking "Really?", but his eyes were ready to blurt out the name.

But this also seemed to mean that he really wanted to escape?

Want to leave so much?

Then I will not let you go.

Dazai looked at him with a smile.

The blond man took this silence as a default, he quickly exchanged glances with Osamu Dazai, and immediately retracted into his shell.

A slightly dry voice sounded in this quiet space.

"Ozzy," he said, raising his eyes, revealing a complex expression that even Dazai Osamu couldn't understand, and he repeated slowly, "My name is Ozzy."

Osamu Dazai held these two simple syllables in his mouth, as if he was holding a piece of honey, so sweet that his chest began to scream uncomfortably, but he didn't want to spit out the piece of honey.

"Ozzy, what a nice name." He elongated his voice ambiguously, and the ears of the man under his gaze were already red.

What a fun guy.He thought, obviously it was just a name, and his ears turned red as if he had been kissed by him that night.

Is there really such a shy person in this world?

Osamu Dazai stretched out his index finger, and gently slid across Ozzy's side face with his fingertip. When he felt the momentary tremor of his fingertip, he pinched Oz's chin, forcing him to look at him.

Ozzy was a little nervous, and his voice began to tremble: "Isn't it just a name?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his body even more.

They were so close that their noses were almost touching.

"The name is not enough," Dazai Osamu licked his lips, and his fangs had grown naturally at some point, "You are the guy who turned me into a vampire."

"I imagine you're looking for an answer."

He paused, and moved his gaze down a bit.

Ozzy's neck was left with only a tiny trace of his own imprint from the last time.

He licked his lips again.

"These two things," Osamu Dazai said about the fangs, "will always come out, why? I'm not hungry at all."

Ozzy said dryly, "No, you're hungry."

When Osamu Dazai first became a blood clan, he experienced a long period of rejection.The blood of Ozzy and the blood of the ancestor fought in his body, which made Dazai always have a high fever during that time, but fortunately, Ozzy's blood finally completely transformed this human being.

And during the period when Osamu Dazai fell into a coma, Ozzy would secretly come to him every once in a while, and use his own blood to feed the newly born "baby". The main reason for not being interested in ordinary human blood after coming here.Who eats the dross after enjoying the big meal?

However, Osamu Dazai's current state is indeed starving.

The growth of fangs is like the uncontrollable salivation of human beings when encountering delicious food. It is a conditioned reflex.But human beings are not only like this when they encounter delicious food, but also food sex. When receiving such alternative stimuli, human beings will also make a reflex action of salivating, which is the unique predation instinct of animals.

The same goes for vampires.

Predation, or "predation."

There is an unwritten rule among blood clans—the fangs can only be touched by their partners.

The sensitivity of the fangs is more than that of human sex/organs/organs. Once the fangs are touched, the vampires will have a strong stimulation/stimulation. Of course, the fangs are the same when eating. It will bring this feeling, but the instinct of eating will suppress the sexual instinct.

There are two conditions that can cause uncontrolled growth of tusks.One is that someone deliberately stimulated this position, putting the fangs in a state of conditioned reflex.The second is that the owner of the fangs is an adult, and he is ready.

To sum up, Osamu Dazai is hungry, this statement is absolutely correct.

"I don't..." Before he finished speaking, seeing Ozzy's blushing behavior as if he closed his eyes resignedly, Osamu Dazai suddenly understood the true meaning of "hungry", and he changed his words, "I'm not beast."

Oz swallowed, "Oh."

Osamu Dazai pinched his face: "It seems that you don't believe me? Then in order not to disappoint your trust—"

Ozzy opened his eyes nervously: "I believe it!"

Seeing that Osamu Dazai was smiling at him with raised eyebrows, he stammered to add.

"I trust you so much."

Osamu Dazai smiled and began to shake his back. He let go of Ozzy's hand, and then pulled the vampire who was waiting to escape to the sofa. He crossed his legs and looked at Ozzy's face with interest. Say, "Thank you for your trust?"

Oz: "...you're welcome."

Osamu Dazai: "Then shall we start a normal conversation?"

Oz muttered: "Can you still talk normally?"

Osamu Dazai: "Of course."

He stretched out, leaned on the sofa, and fixed his gaze firmly on Ozzy, his gaze was like a leopard staring at its prey.

This made Ozzy a little afraid to move.

Osamu Dazai's ability "Disqualification in the World" can nullify his magic, unless he can find the moment when he relaxes, use the hypnosis of the vampire to induce Dazai to stop the ability, and then -

"Still thinking about running away?" Osamu Dazai just glanced at Ozzy and found out that he was about to move.

He moved to Ozzy's side: "As a punishment, I must let you see how powerful I am."

After that, he touched Ozzy's skin with his palm again.

A feeling of dissipating in a breeze permeated Ozzy's body.

This wind—?

Osamu Dazai felt a little familiar.

Such gentle strength seemed to be the force that surrounded him all the time, preventing him from falling from a high place.

He looked in Ozzy's direction indiscriminately, but found that Ozzy didn't show any other emotions.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and took out a long knife that was pitch black and exuded a chill from nowhere, and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

Ozzy frowned: "This is..."

Osamu Dazai replied slowly: "I heard that the knife given to me was used to kill the guy who turned me into a vampire."

Ozzy's fingers caressed the blade, and the sharp coldness cut his hand away.The bright red blood fell onto the blade like raindrops, causing red sprays.

When he withdrew his hand and raised his head to tell Dazai some information, he was pushed down on the sofa by Dazai who came up suddenly.

Osamu Dazai's pupils were abnormally red.

He didn't say anything, and started biting Ozzy's lips, which was a light kiss with a sense of punishment.

At the moment of exchanging breaths with each other, the dense sound of water stains rendered the atmosphere at this moment ambiguous and tender.

"Well—you're not, say... you can speak well..."

"We'll talk about it later."

Osamu Dazai blocked Ozzy's lips again impatiently.

He thought, obviously you were the one who shamelessly seduced me first.Vampires are, indeed, cunning creatures.