But what did Dazai do wrong?

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Riri Yamabuki put his hands on his heart and listened carefully for a long time, and said honestly: "The heart rate has not changed."

She and Osamu Dazai breathed intertwined, and their intimate gestures were like black swans entangled in necks, as if their guns would go off in the next second, and they crossed from third base to home plate in one step.

The real confusion in Riri Yamabuki's dark golden eyes stopped all of this, and the channel turned on the spot to a path that Osamu Dazai had never imagined.

"Where is the description in the book of 'the adrenaline soared, the whole body's blood rushed to the brain, the ears were red all the way to the cheeks, the vocal cords trembled in an ambiguous way, and the breath was full of sweetness'?"

She was thirsty for knowledge and asked: "I also want to dokidoki, is there any step missing?"

Osamu Dazai stared at her expressionlessly, and the pink bubbles in the air crackled and shattered.

He twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently: "You don't deserve it."

I have never seen such an incomprehensible person!

What love?Are you worthy of love?

pissed him off!

Osamu Dazai clenched his hand on the back of the sofa reluctantly.

He, Yokohama's popular lover, is a flower who is always in love.

Today, a fiasco.

Miserable, my friends!

Not to mention heartbeat, Riri Yamabuki didn't even beat his breath.

She sat on the sofa with her hands in her hands, and her expression was somewhat distrustful of "professional books".

Did the bookstore clerk really not ass her? "High school students have used the love book that everyone agreed to use" and that's it?

The girl put her hand on her chin and pondered: What is the phone number of the Consumer Rights Protection Association?

Injustice, clerk, injustice.

Osamu Dazai was very unconvinced.

If he can be convinced, he must have seen the devil!

How did that happen?Someone turned a blind eye to his wall-dong!

This is completely insulting his personality and beauty!

"Let's try again." Osamu Dazai said reluctantly, "Did you take a good look at me?"

His iris-colored eyes are romantic and affectionate, and when he looks at a person intently, he seems to drown her in the water.

Unfortunately, Riri Yamabuki can swim :)

No matter how many times you try it, it’s not a practice of desensitization. Quantitative changes cannot achieve qualitative changes. People occasionally have to learn to accept their fate.

"Can't understand why high school students approve of this book, it doesn't work at all."

Riri Yamabuki let Osamu Dazai slap the sofa violently, and said unhappily: "Then the tenth trick is useless, and I wasted my time for nothing."

The tenth move?Osamu Dazai picked up the book and flipped through it.

[The tenth trick of heart-beating love language-reenact the classic scene for your lover! 】

Whether it's a classic old movie or a popular black and white comic in the early years, romance never goes out of style.

The reason why classics are classics is that they have experienced the baptism of time, which makes romance have an unparalleled sense of thickness.

Reenact a classic scene for your lover!Imitate the fragments frozen in the film, and have a love that spans time and space.

The book recommends for example the most famous youjumpIjump of the Titanic, behind the bow of the ship with arms open, the heroine is naked and let the hero paint, etc. - this one is changed to wearing a school uniform because it is facing a group of high school students painting.

It seems that there can be.

"Ri Li-chan, what do you think of my painting skills?" Dazai Osamu proudly showed his self-portrait that can cure children's night crying, "Is it an epoch-making art?"

Riri Yamabuki nodded: "It's exactly the same as the cat drawn by the beast Bai Ze in "The Lengche of the Ghost Lamp". It's really you."

Osamu Dazai had a grim face: "Stop watching some dramas."

Doesn't he draw better than Bai Ze?How can you slander people!

Osamu Dazai flipped through the office, found a sketchbook and a carbon pen, and said excitedly, "Let me draw a picture for you!"

This is the second living model besides himself!

Riri Yamabuki stood up dubiously, and Osamu Dazai held up the sketchbook and directed the station with the tip of the pen solemnly: "Stand a little closer, close to the light source... Isn't the set too monotonous?"

It's okay to be monotonous, because Osamu Dazai's office is so empty.The lighting is not good either, the sunlight barely sticks to the curtains, casting long strips of light and shadow on the floor.

"Here?" Riri Yamabuki stood leaning against the cold floor-to-ceiling windows, with his arms resting casually on the green dill stand.

"Be natural, you don't have to keep it the same." Osamu Dazai is very confident, "My drawing skills are super good, and I can restore 100% to you no matter how complicated the pose is."

really?

How can it be so hard to believe?

Riri Yamabuki glanced at Osamu Dazai's self-portrait, and felt that she could accept it painted like that.

It's very artistic, very steampunk, and can be used as a medium to summon evil gods and be preserved as heirlooms.

She stood still and let Osamu Dazai draw.

Sitting on the sofa, Osamu Dazai raised his pen to the tip of his nose and observed carefully.

This is the first time he simply watched Yamabuki Riri without any other purpose.

He labeled her a lot out of selfishness: strange girl, humanoid self-propelled nuclear weapon, hateful lover of violence, fugitive patient from a mental hospital, ashes of dark cooking... etc., etc., are not good words.

If the labels were torn off, what would he see?

The curtains separated sunlight and darkness, and Riri Yamabuki stood in the middle of the boundary.

Half of the sunshine favors her beautiful and flawless face, while the half of darkness gently brushes over the wild golden eyes.The green radish with green branches and leaves hangs by her hand, and the tip of the leaf hooks like a pet begging for a kiss.

As if disturbed by the sun, her cheeks were turned aside.Sensing Dazai Osamu's gaze that stayed for too long, the girl turned her eyes slightly sideways, her dark golden pupils melted into bits of broken light, and looked at him.

It seems that the afterglow of the sunset in the Gobi desert gathers at one point, and it is also like the dazzling flames of a kiln that are as bright as day when the porcelain is opened.

The more instant the more thrilling, the stopped time endows a real sense of beauty and thickness and irreplaceable uniqueness.

It's unreasonable, and it's a stunning beauty that overwhelms people like a torrent.

The tip of the pen hovering on the white paper failed to land for a while, and Osamu Dazai unconsciously drew a circle on the paper.

In Japan, "?" has the meaning of "√", but Osamu Dazai firmly believed that he was scoring zero.

Is zero a little harsh?Osamu Dazai erased the circle and changed it to 60 points.

No, 60 points doesn't seem right, why not give it 59 points, because I'm afraid she will be proud if I lose one point.

A good piece of paper was messed up by Dazai Osamu, filled with unclear numbers and incomprehensible weird words.

"Are you deliberately taking revenge?" Riri Yamabuki walked over at some point, bent down to look at the painting in Osamu Dazai's hand.

She said objectively: "The method is so childish."

"That's not true!" Osamu Dazai hid the drawing board behind him, and said perfunctorily, "I'm not in good shape today, next time, next time."

Because she stared blankly, I couldn't draw such a thing, and I couldn't be known by her even if I died!

Damn it, Osamu Dazai felt like he had lost.

Riri Yamabuki turned a blind eye to his beauty, but he was amazed by her unconscious expression.

Comparing the two, success or failure is immediately apparent.

How can Dazai be reconciled?

"Heartbeat dokidoki!The pink cover of "108 Little Coups That Are Sweet, Romantic, and Exciting" is even more dazzling, naked-naked-naked mocking Osamu Dazai who has repeatedly fought and failed.

Even high school students can't play tricks, and dare to say that they "have rich experience in love"?

"Ri Li-chan, lend me this book for a day." Osamu Dazai said solemnly. The severe situation of the enemy's invulnerability aroused his eagerness to learn. "I realized that I needed it very much!"

Damn, the heartbeat keeps on learning, and when he comes back from studying, he promises to make you dokidoki have a heart attack.

"Huh? I'm going to go to the bookstore to return the goods later." Riri Yamabuki asked inexplicably, "Don't you think it's very useless? It's useless at all, and I just came up with ideas."

It's not book trash, it's his trash.

Osamu Dazai got an arrow in his heart.

His expression looked so painful that Riri Yamabuki didn't dare to continue to provoke Osamu Dazai for a moment.

Did you encounter a blow that crushed his outlook on life, worldview and values?

It's so pitiful, like the expression on a kitten she once fed, who thought she was a girl, was sticky and coquettish every day, and was suddenly taken away by the Animal Protection Association for neutering.

Meow, is he a male?

Don't go away!take away!Take the balls away!

Thinking of the kitten that wept with joy after becoming a eunuch, Riri Yamabuki looked at Osamu Dazai with eight degrees of tenderness in his eyes.

She rubbed his head gently: "Take it if you like it. If you want to be open, there is nothing you can't get through. "

The girl's icy cold hand rubbed her head so comfortably, she wanted to roll on her lap and sleep comfortably.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes reflexively and grunted twice, and was comforted.

He complained in a low voice half-truthfully: "Touch me as long as you touch me. Why do you use the tone of comforting the neutered cat?"

Riri Yamabuki's eyes drifted away for a moment, and before Osamu Dazai could react, he said firmly:

"How come? I only have you, a little baby."