But what did Dazai do wrong?

Osamu Dazai does not admit that he has been implicated.

He is the best boyfriend, what does the word "dog man" have to do with him?

Where is his dog?He is no dog anywhere!

"This love, love, master, teacher is right." Dazai Osamu emphasized the syllable, "What kind of galgame do couples play? We are going to play some small games for two people to cultivate tacit understanding-don't worry, it's very simple, there is no teaching level."

Osamu Dazai seemed to be sincerely consoling, and replaced the galgame disc very quickly. He carefully selected a two-player battle game that was the most difficult to operate and discriminated against the handicapped, and successfully played in Hang Da Shan Bukki. Happiness after the law.

Man, your name is childish.

Can you really satisfy yourself by playing a game black hole that can't even pass the teaching level?

If you can't beat it in reality, you can only find your place in the game. Will the dignity you get in this way really make you happy?

Osamu Dazai: Yes!Can!I am so happy!I am so satisfied! (Maomaoqiao Jio)

Spiritual victory is of course a kind of victory. Osamu Dazai finally found the best way to fight against Riri Yamabuki. It is not bloody or violent, full of love and peace and cruel discrimination from opponents. He wins glory and greatness, male self-esteem Got the best affirmation.

Osamu Dazai ended the seven-day happy game time refreshed, and devoted himself to the work of port Mafia with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Even Mori Ogai was surprised by his enthusiasm!Is Osamu Dazai who loves work real?Who took his big boy's body - well done!

"Did something good happen to Dazai-kun?" Mori Ogai was so curious that he couldn't approve the document, he raised his head and asked about his humanoid ability.

"Rin Taro is so stupid." Alice in a red dress with blonde hair was holding a red crayon to write and draw on the desk, "Dazai stayed at home with Riri for seven days—the seven days he didn't go out once."

Ogai Mori, a mature adult with a supernatural ability named "Life of Sexual Desire", full of pornographic thoughts and colored glasses, understood everything in an instant.

"This is really something to be happy about." Mori Ogai said meaningfully, "I see, that's why Riri didn't come to the port of Mafia today."

As expected of his big brother, he was really quick!In the future, when he hires Lawyer Yamabuki to work, he can use the family discount!

After setting a record of half of the turnover of Port Mafia, Osamu Dazai once again won the lowest discount card in history. It is simply the double reincarnation of the cornucopia and the lucky tree.

"However, I think it's a bit weird." Alice put the crayon on her little nose, and the little blond girl said the cruelest words in the most innocent voice:

"I thought it would be Riri who came to the headquarters to ask for leave for Dazai, and Dazai was lying in bed and couldn't get up."

Makes sense.

It makes sense!It makes sense to go to Mori Ogai to think about it for a while, but he didn't find the slightest loophole to refute.

He seriously overestimated the physical strength of Hao Daer, how could he get out of bed for seven days and seven nights!

Impossible, absolutely impossible, and it is impossible for a macho to possess himself.

"But Dazai-kun looks really happy." Mori Ogai said incomprehensibly, "It can't be that they played games alone in the apartment for seven days, and Dazai-kun won all the games, so he is very happy?"

Alice snorted: "How is it possible, is Dazai so childish?"

He has.

There is no doubt that he really has.

The enthusiasm for work brought by the Spiritual Victory Method to Osamu Dazai lasted for a long time, so long that Riri Yamabuki couldn't help but suspect that Osamu Dazai had changed his core, otherwise, how could this master fisherman have worked overtime for more than a month and had a rest schedule? Infinitely close to the sky - toward a third-year high school student?

For more than a month in a row, Osamu Dazai didn't take a day off except for the seven-day leave she won for him.Stepping on the rays of the sun every day, the walking dead came back, and the whole person became more and more like a malnourished panda-thin, white, with shocking dark circles.

Riri Yamabuki never asks about Osamu Dazai's work. She is the most caring girlfriend when needed, and she will never be annoyed because her boyfriend is busy with work and neglects dating.

She was just a little curious, what happened to Port Mafia recently?

The big event that keeps Dazai Osamu so busy, the inside story is related to whether Yamabuki Riri will make trouble or just sit on the sidelines.

As a girlfriend, Riri Yamabuki hopes that Osamu Dazai will not work overtime in the future, as the leader of Mimic, the same is true.

——As long as there is no port Mafia, Osamu Dazai will never need to work overtime.

"He probably came back in the early morning again today."

The warm light in the bathroom was covered with mist, and the white peach fragrance melted softly in the warmth.

"Are you going to visit the class?" Riri Yamabuki huddled in the warm bathtub, letting the warm water and mist wrap himself.

In the second week after Osamu Dazai started to work overtime frequently, she visited the port Mafia once.

"Mr. Dazai is not in the office, he is over there in the interrogation room." Osamu Dazai's subordinates were visibly frightened and tired, "Recently Yokohama...is not at peace, I hope this can end as soon as possible."

It's been a long time since they won the fruits of victory in Mafia, the leading war port.

Interrogation has always been the job of Ozaki Koyo, one of the five major cadres, and only occasionally, Osamu Dazai will go to help when he encounters a hard bone that is tortured and clenching his teeth.

He personally questioned the prisoners who did not answer, so far no one has appeared.

"Go to the address he said."

Across the corner of the corridor, a familiar voice fell into Riri Yamabuki's ears.

Calm voice, with indescribable indifference and indifference.

She stopped in the shadow of the corner and looked up.

The black windbreaker enveloped his thin body, and the shadow spread obediently against his toes.Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes intently, and wiped away the blood on his fingertips little by little with a snow-white handkerchief, the dazzling red was like splashing flowers, gradually submerging the clean white.

In the closed door behind him, the smell of blood was so strong that it almost turned into substance, turning into a red carpet under the shiny leather shoes.

Riri Yamabuki felt his heart throbbing for a long time.

This was the second time she fell in love with Osamu Dazai after those iris-colored eyes.

She watched Osamu Dazai and his subordinates who surrounded him leave without showing her face.

"Miss Lawyer?" The front desk guy in Osamu Dazai's office looked up and saw the black-haired girl who had gone back and forth, "Have you seen Mr. Dazai? The interrogation room is not far away, and I'd be happy to show you the way."

"No need." Riri Yamabuki put the two cups of hot drinks with his index fingers on the front counter, "One is for you, and the other is for me to bring to Dazai. If it's getting cold and he hasn't come back, the second cup will be too." your."

She put down her drink and left, not knowing that the guy at the front desk rushed to the interrogation room with two cups of hot drinks after she got into the elevator, and knocked on the door cautiously.

"Mr. Dazai," the boy at the front desk whispered to Dazai's cold gaze, "Miss Lawyer just came."

"Ruli-chan?" The indifference between Dazai Osamu's eyebrows and eyes faded, he reached for his coat, and walked out, "Is she waiting for me in the office?"

"No, Ms. Li seemed to come to the interrogation room to look for you at first, but she came back later, and now she has left the headquarters." The guy at the front desk raised two cups of hot drinks in his hand, "She asked me to bring this to you."

Two cups of hot coffee, one cup of unsweetened milk, and one cup of double sugared milk.

Double molasses is Riri Yamabuki's favorite way to drink it. Osamu Dazai guessed that this cup was bought for him, and the other... probably for the hard work of the guy at the front desk.

And the front desk guy, who can work under Osamu Dazai for so long and still be safe, undoubtedly made the most correct choice.

Osamu Dazai took two cups of hot coffee, took out his black card and threw it to the guy at the front desk: "Today, I'm treating the entire office to afternoon tea, you can do whatever you want."

Front desk boy: Good!

To be able to eat the afternoon tea that Mr. Dazai treats in his lifetime is worth it in his life.

"Smart, brave and powerful, I really envy myself~" The guy at the front desk hummed and walked back to the office, announcing his victory to his colleagues.

What you lose for a cup of coffee is the happiness of the whole office, as witty as he is!

Osamu Dazai returned to his office, and the subordinates outside the door were a little noisy. For the first time, he didn't feel too annoying, so he took a sip of hot coffee.

The one without sugar milk is too bitter, the one with double sugar milk is too sweet, and the two cups mixed together are just right.

"Come to visit the class and see me before I leave." Osamu Dazai complained in a low voice, "Even takeaways are only delivered to the front desk, without any sincerity."

If Riri Yamabuki knew about his complaint, he would not feel guilty at all.She had seen Osamu Dazai, but he hadn't noticed it himself.

"Last time I brought coffee but no crabmeat rice when I visited the class. Dazai complained for a long time, so bring it this time?"

The warm light in the bathroom made the person drowsy, Riri Yamabuki looked at the snow-white tiles, and the white handkerchief that was stained red by Dazai Osamu's fingertips was lingering in her mind.

With plain white hands stroking the wet long hair to the back of her shoulders, she exhaled, leaned back against the edge of the cold porcelain, and closed her eyes in the dense moisture.

"Snapped."

With a very light and crisp sound, the dimness was replaced by darkness, and the subtle sound of the air-conditioning bellows came to an end.The lights of the whole street were extinguished, and in an instant the only sound left in the world was the whistling wind.

The total gate tripped.

In the pitch blackness, the dark golden pupil opened a thread.Riri Yamabuki picked up the phone by the bathtub, and his dripping fingertips slid across the screen in the waterproof bag, and the falling water droplets blurred the halo.

She scanned the jumping news at a glance, and the person in charge of the apartment immediately said that the power outage was an accident, and someone was already contacting the electrician on duty to repair the main switch, and the power supply would be restored soon.

This area is the site of the port Mafia, and the maintenance workers are very efficient. It may only take more than an hour from the discovery of the problem to the repair of the switch.

Since it wasn't an accident, just wait for the call obediently.

Riri Yamabuki turned off the phone screen, curled up in the warm water, and yawned sleepily.

She doesn't want to leave the bathtub for the time being. The dark wet water environment is like mother's amniotic fluid, which makes people feel at ease.

"Sleep for a while," she grunted, "I'm not afraid of the water being cold."

Riri Yamabuki closed his eyes in the darkness, and the dark golden light formed a barking line, reflected like a moon on the calm water.

Darkness returns to silence.

Osamu Dazai returned to the apartment in the early hours of the morning today.

The elevator was out of service, and the stairwell, which had been left unattended for a long time, was covered with a thin layer of dust.The voice-activated lights are not on, and the only bright thing is the bright moon hanging in the sky.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty stairwell, mechanically repeating the process of walking.

The excessive mental work made Osamu Dazai expressionless, and he didn't even want to allocate any energy to the management of his expressions. He just wanted to see no one in front of him, and let him fall into a quiet, dead, and relaxed sleep on the sofa.

But no, at least take a bath before going to bed.

The apartment was quiet and silent, and the black cat-head slippers belonging to Riri Yamabuki were not on the shoe rack. Osamu Dazai guessed that she was probably in the room, or she might have fallen asleep.

"Two underground strongholds of the devil were destroyed, but he himself was still not caught."

Batch after batch of outsiders of the Rat of the Dead were stuffed into the torture room of Mafia port, and the information was obtained through torture, and then analyzed and judged, all in the end to find Fyodor the Demon - the one who made Dazai alone. Treat the mouse who has been working overtime for more than a month.

He is a tough opponent, Osamu Dazai and him fighting behind the scenes are like fighting with himself on the chessboard, and they are really evenly matched.

To set up a new game, or beat him from another level.

While thinking, Osamu Dazai picked up his pajamas and bath towel, and opened the bathroom door.

When he opened the door, he suddenly thought of the text message from Riri Yamabuki a few hours ago, saying that the lock of the bathroom door at home was broken, and asked him if he would fix it.

He knew without guessing that the door lock must have suddenly jammed. Riri Yamabuki couldn't pick the lock, so he used a "little" force to force the door open—crack, the lock cylinder broke, and he declared a strike on the verge of death.

All lock-related content is within the domain of the Little Prince of Unlocking in Yokohama. For professional reasons, none of them like outsiders entering the house, and those who can fix it themselves will not invite strangers to come to the door.

Osamu Dazai replied "Wait for me to come back", and received an emoji package "Yuyu wagging its tail expectantly.jpg" taken by Riri Yamabuki made of a small goldfish in the living room.

"Fix the door lock after taking a shower." Osamu Dazai yawned and rubbed his eyes. "A lock of this level only takes three seconds. How about an upgraded version?"

Riri Yamabuki will definitely not be able to open the lock of the bank safe if it is upgraded, what will she do?to beg him?

"No, it's more likely to blow the door lock with a punch, and then tell me to come back and repair the door." Dazai Zhi wisely gave up the bad idea of ​​harming others and himself, put the pajamas on the shelf, and unscrewed the first button of the shirt. buttons.

There was a power outage, and the bathroom was filled with icy dampness, and the faint white peach fragrance from the last person who used this place was like a mist, as if she was still here.

The water heater is solar-powered, so it won't be reduced to the miserable level of taking a cold shower in autumn and winter when the power is out.The interior of the bathroom is also familiar, just be careful of slipping and falling in the dark.

Osamu Dazai took off his shirt, revealing the outline of his shoulders wrapped in bandages.

When he was dressed, he looked thin, but in fact he was tight and powerful. His shoulders were broad and his body was long. It was a very standard hanger, and his lines were unbelievably beautiful.

Osamu Dazai considered whether to take a bath, and looked up at the bathtub.

Covered in a layer of mist, Riri Yamabuki blinked slightly at him.

"You're back."

She just woke up from a good dream, her voice was soft and soft, like a mouthful of mist.

The water in the bathtub was already bitingly cold, but Riri Yamabuki didn't take it seriously.She stretched her waist, making the sound of splashing water, the water drops slid across her porcelain white arms, and her long wet hair stuck to her smooth back.

There was only one thought in Dazai Osamu's mind:

Why doesn't she lock the door?

——Because the door lock is broken, wait for him to come back to fix it.

Sleepy, Riri Yamabuki looked unconsciously at Osamu Dazai who was holding a shirt, and tilted his head in the bathtub: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Without waiting for Dazai to react, she covered her mouth and yawned, thinking about standing up from the water: "I've finished washing, you come."

With the sound of water splashing, Osamu Dazai instinctively took a step forward, holding the shoulder of the girl who was about to get up.

The hands are cold, and the chill surges up from the water, like touching cold jade.

"How do you take a cold shower?" He subconsciously frowned.

"I don't know how to catch a cold." Riri Yamabuki pulled the wet hair sticking to his cheeks behind his ears, and a string of crystal drops of water appeared on his little finger.

She asked suspiciously: "Don't you want to use the bathtub? Let me get up."

The darkness and drowsiness temporarily deprived people of their ability to think. Riri Yamabuki only knew that Osamu Dazai was going to take a bath. She had already done it, and she had to quickly give the bathroom to Osamu Dazai who was very tired after working overtime.

But Osamu Dazai didn't cooperate, he pressed her shoulders and wouldn't let her move, what an unreasonable boyfriend.

"Where are your clothes?" Osamu Dazai didn't dare to let go of Riri Yamabuki's hand, and he couldn't face her directly, staring at a tile with a rose pattern in the corner like a prisoner facing the wall and thinking, grinding out a few teeth from his teeth. words.

Riri Yamabuki looked down at himself belatedly, without blushing.

She is really a shameless person.

"It's okay, there's a power outage today." Riri Yamabuki searched around in the dark, but didn't see his pajamas, "I'll put them on when I go back to my room."

She thinks simply: darkness is a layer of protection, her own force is another layer of protection, and the person next to her is her boyfriend. This situation can be described as "it doesn't matter" from any angle.

Dazai didn't think so at all.

The scent of white peaches was so strong that it could no longer be ignored. It was dark, wet and cold, and everything in front of him was foggy, sticky and evoking a charming thread, which would hang on the tip of his nose continuously.

His hand on Riri Yamabuki's shoulder was tightened by two points, which attracted her to look suspiciously.

A drop of water ran across the tip of his hair and landed on the back of Osamu Dazai's hand.

He let go of his hands as if being scalded, turned around without saying a word, picked up the snow-white and dry bath towel, and wrapped his head around the unknown girl in the bathtub.

"Huh?" She briefly uttered a surprised syllable, her long, watery hair brushed Dazai Osamu's arm, and the smell of white peach secretly invaded all his senses.

Yamabuki Riri is very light, and it is effortless to hold it up.She may be sleepy or confused, she has no complaints about Osamu Dazai's sudden behavior, she only grabs a slender hand from the bath towel and hooks it around his neck.

It was probably to prevent him from suddenly letting go and throwing the two of them together.

The girl who was fished out of the bathtub was covered in water, wet the bath towel, slid down her arms and landed on Osamu Dazai, rolling out in cold tracks drop by drop, leaving behind invisible water marks.

Sending her back to the room directly was afraid that the bed would be wet, Dazai hesitated for a second while hugging her, and worried that she would catch a cold, so he was in a dilemma.

"Snapped."

The floor lamp in the living room suddenly turned on, and the dim floor lamp reflected on the glass like a ball of suspended fire, the bathroom light behind it also turned on, and the lights on the street outside the window were lit one by one.

The switch was fixed.

Osamu Dazai was very thankful that he carried him out of the bathtub while the darkness was still there.A few seconds later, the scene will definitely be too embarrassing to deal with.

He strode into the living room, swept away the big and small pillows on the sofa, and put the person in his arms on the sofa.

Osamu Dazai picked up the remote control of the air conditioner on the coffee table and turned up the heat.

"I'm not cold." Hearing the sound of the air conditioner turning on, Riri Yamabuki showed his face from under the towel.

The hair on her forehead was sticky and wet on her cheeks, making her face look smaller, and the lips covered with water droplets formed a curve that was especially suitable for kissing.

Osamu Dazai's gaze inevitably paused for a few seconds longer.

Yamabuki Riri didn't understand why Dazai Osamu overreacted in the bathroom, let alone why he was in a daze now.She urged Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, "Why aren't you wearing a shirt? Go to the bathroom and turn on the warm air, and turn up the water temperature before washing."

The only one who sleeps in cold water is not in your position to criticize this, he is at least wrapped in a bandage.

"I let go." Osamu Dazai paused and emphasized, "Don't sit up."

He pressed one hand firmly on the corner of the towel, as if he was afraid that she would jump up in the next second.

"...Is it my problem?" Riri Yamabuki didn't understand his vigilance, she said carefully, "Aren't you a Mafia?"

The implication is, why do you feel like a little girl who is about to be molested?

Riri Yamabuki still hooked Osamu Dazai's neck and did not let go. She pressed the towel on her chest with one hand, and took Osamu Dazai down with the other hand.

He didn't allow her to sit up, she could only let him bend down to talk.

Osamu Dazai asked in the same sentence pattern: "Aren't you a girl?"

The shy, embarrassed, frightened, and overwhelmed should not be him!It is you!

"I am." Riri Yamabuki paused, and said strangely, "But you can't beat me."

What kind of vigilance should she raise?

"Even if you can beat me." She forced an unrealistic assumption, "What would you do?"

Osamu Dazai turned his head away from Riri Yamabuki, but when he heard that, his dark kite eyes suddenly looked over.

Not only did he look over, but his eyes were almost presumptuous, with provocative heat and frivolous scrutiny.

It seems that restraint, politeness, and superficial gentleness are thrown away in an instant, and the strong aggressiveness and desire to control are no longer concealed.The male's hunting instinct is mixed with the anger after being provoked, which is a bit fierce and sexy.

Osamu Dazai squeezed Riri Yamabuki's wet chin, approached her, brushed the tip of his nose against the dripping water on her lips, and said in a low voice, "I can't do anything?"

"Honey, what can't I do?"

His posture is almost intimacy, but it is very dangerous.

Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai looked at each other, she was suppressed below, and looked down from above, she was in an absolutely weak position.

While breathing, Yamabuki Riri suddenly bent his lips and exhaled lightly.

At a distance so close that they couldn't see each other, in the breath filled with the fragrance of white peach, the girl's voice smiled:

"Then I let go?"

She hooked the fingertips on Osamu Dazai's neck and rubbed the back of his neck, slowly opened the hand on his chest, and the bath towel slowly loosened——

The next moment, a gust of wind blew past, the bathroom door closed heavily, leaving Riri Yamabuki alone in the living room.

The hot air from the air conditioner was whistling, and the girl half lying on the sofa shrugged, with an expression I knew earlier.

"Working overtime and going home in the early morning, how can I have the strength to do extra things." She shook her head, "I don't have any physical strength for myself."

She turned up the air conditioner a few more degrees, worrying about her delicate and frail boyfriend.