But what did Dazai do wrong?

There are sporadic fireworks blooming outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the huge LED screen flashes bright posters of peach hearts, perfume and chocolate alternately.

Behind every window where the lights are still on, someone anxiously tied a pink bow on the gift bag; Roses are hot as fire.

The humid and warm warm atmosphere rises in the city, and the cold steel forest also melts in its gentleness.

Only today, all love has nowhere to hide, and words are magic to stir people's hearts.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Dazai."

Riri Yamabuki kissed Osamu Dazai's eyes lightly, she moved away a little, leaned over and kissed him again, her slightly cool fingertips wiped his eyelashes, as soft as wiping off half-melted snowflakes.

"The bandage, you can just tear it off... Are you trying to scare me on purpose? It's a bad idea." Osamu Dazai puffed up one cheek, "This is the Valentine's Day surprise that Riri-chan gave me?"

He seemed dissatisfied, but he was actually willing to replace the terrible poisonous chocolate with the 'surprise' just now.

Problems that can be solved with beauty are nothing. ——Said Dazai Svraski.

"No." Riri Yamabuki saw Dazai Osamu's little plan, and blocked his retreat leisurely, "I took a lot of effort to make the chocolate you are looking forward to, how can you not eat it?"

Imagine: on a romantic Valentine’s Day night, a girl shyly sends out her carefully prepared chocolates with great anticipation, but the boy who receives the chocolates scratches his head and says, “I’m sorry, your chocolates make me want to vomit. I don't want to eat it, but you have to believe me, I love you!"

The girls didn't slap the scumbag man with a 360-degree spiral into the garbage recycling bin without a backhand slap, and the onlookers couldn't agree.

It seems that the matter of chocolate cannot be fooled easily, Osamu Dazai thought.If he was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage on Valentine's Day, Mr. Sen and the little man would laugh at him for a whole year because of it!

Osamu Dazai took a small breath, and his hands, which were shackled by silver handcuffs behind his back, moved imperceptibly.

The thin wire penetrated into the keyhole, and there were two clicks. Dazai Osamu, whose hands were free, maintained his restrained posture. In an instant, hundreds of ways to escape the night of Bloody Valentine's Day appeared in his mind.

No, you can't use violence, you can't win at all, using violence to escape the chocolate sanction is just another way to enter the hospital... The chocolate entrance will soon melt, and you have to grasp the gap of a few tenths of a second to mislead her...Damn it, Mr. Mori Why don't you call and ask me to go back to headquarters to work overtime?For this reason, I deliberately removed him from the blacklist—useless lord!

In the office of the head of Mafia at the port, Mori Ogai, who coaxed Alice into changing into a red polka-dot dress for Valentine's Day, shuddered hard.

He rubbed his chin: "Ah, it must be Dazai-kun thanking me. Even I won't let my subordinates work overtime on Valentine's Day, Dazai-kun can enjoy it."

Ogai Mori felt that he was really considerate, and he deserved to be the champion of Yokohama's most acclaimed BOSS selection competition. The recruitment of talents in the new year must be very smooth, so I can congratulate him.

Riri Yamabuki took out a drop-shaped chocolate wrapped in tin foil from her pocket. She carefully peeled off the wrapping paper, and the sweet aroma of cocoa powder filled the air.

It smelled normal, but Osamu Dazai's vigilance was raised to a new level, and he raised his spirit of 12 to be serious.

The dog that bites does not bark, and the beautiful mushrooms with white poles and red umbrellas eat the board. The more positive the chocolate taste, the more it proves its indescribable essence-for a moment, he thought that Riri Yamabuki's chocolate was normal !This must be the enemy's phantom attack!Is he in the realm of illusion? !

"Damn it, there is an illusion that can't be invalidated..."

Osamu Dazai's whisper made Ritsuri Yamabuki tilt her head in confusion, she glanced at the handcuffs that "locked" Osamu Dazai out of the corner of her eye, and smiled inwardly.

When is there a lock that can trap Osamu Dazai for more than three seconds?Even a bank vault is difficult to do, let alone a small handcuff.

What does he want to do?Violence?It can't be done, she has no harm at all, even an instinctive counterattack will make Osamu Dazai admitted to the ICU ward in another form.Now the only thing that can save Osamu Dazai's life is Mori Ogai's temporary overtime phone call. Unfortunately, adult men are not winking troublemakers.

Or, visually mislead her by pretending she ate the chocolate?

The little abacus is very shrewd.

She couldn't bear to tear it apart.

"Open your mouth."

Riri Yamabuki pinched Osamu Dazai's chin, pressed his thumb against his lips, the sunken soft flesh was glowing with a light red.

Under Dazai's gaze, she sucked the chocolate between her lips, and leaned over to press it into Dazai's mouth.

Melted chocolate syrup on the tip of the tongue, mixed with the mellow aroma of whiskey, spreads over the taste buds.

It is completely different from the horror imagined, very delicious, far above the passing line.

"I like whiskey and bonbons, don't you?" After a kiss, Riri Yamabuki gently rubbed the tip of Dazai Osamu's nose, and asked in a low voice next to him.

She actually remembered what Dazai Osamu said casually.

"It's a bit difficult to make a drink." Riri Yamabuki lazily rested his chin on Osamu Dazai's shoulder, and handed him half of his body weight, "The liquid is easy to show, I tried several molds, and it was barely enough powerful."

She said it easily, as if she was stuck in the teaching stage for more than two hours when she first met, she was still not arrogant or impetuous, slowly doing the manual work she was least good at.

The spicy taste of whiskey burned in Dazai's throat, but it couldn't hide the sweetness in his lips.

He struggled to free his hands, and the handcuffs hanging loosely on his wrists fell on the sofa.

Osamu Dazai embraced the waist of the person in his arms, and pressed his fingertips against the hollow of her waist through a layer of thin velveteen top, caressing unconsciously.

"My sister is so kind to me." He said with a smile.

Ritsuri Yamabuki couldn't see Dazai Osamu's expression, and because his tone was the same as usual, he couldn't tell, so he said casually: "Will I treat you badly?"

"Many days." Osamu Dazai held his girlfriend in his arms and turned over the old score. "Last week when I was working hard overtime, I went to the bar to drink with the little man without authorization. I wouldn't have known it if the passing subordinates hadn't reported it to me. When I got home, it was [-] o'clock. You can't even smell the alcohol, so it's true that Lilijiang destroyed the evidence because of a guilty conscience?"

"I thought you would be even angrier if you smelled alcohol, but it was my fault if you didn't smell it." Riri Yamabuki snorted, "Okay, what's the name of your subordinate? Give me the coordinates. I'll work overtime tonight."

"Is it a tradition for you Bo people to always ask for coordinates?" Dazai Osamu muttered, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

"Last week, the person who talked about poetry and literature with Mr. Guangjin in front of me was Li Lijiang, right? The enemies at the scene started chatting on their own before they were dealt with. I completely forgot about the sideways posture, and the subordinates couldn't help but feel sympathy when they looked at me."

"Last week, I was raped for shopping with Miss Hongye. When I called in the early morning, the background music was KTV, but I definitely heard the voice of a strange man... so what if it's a waiter? The voice is so contrived and greasy , at first glance, it looks like a shameless little boy trying to poach my corner."

Dazai Osamu Yamabuki Riri worked very hard to find the blurry fragments from the corners of his memory, and his whole person was dazed with capital letters.

Is he such a calculating person?No, the Osamu Dazai in Yamabuki Riri's memory is clearly indifferent, he only has a vigilant and inquisitive mind towards her, but in essence he is indifferent and indifferent.

How come the more you date, the more childish you become?Riri Yamabuki patted Osamu Dazai on the back in a daze to comfort him, like every honest person who makes his girlfriend happy, he doesn't quibble or argue, what you say is right, as long as you are happy.

As Osamu Dazai was talking, he gradually calmed down. His index finger circled Riri Yamabuki's strand of black hair and slowly rolled it up, and then let it go, as if he could repeat this monotonous movement all night.

"It's almost two o'clock in the morning." Riri Yamabuki looked up at the clock from Osamu Dazai's shoulder.

Osamu Dazai: "Yes."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" The black-haired girl yawned a little, rubbing her eyes sleepily, and the dark golden eyes were covered with a layer of watery light.

"Sleepy? Go to sleep." Dazai Osamu put Riri Yamabuki's raised head back on his shoulders, and he adjusted his posture so that the person in his arms fell into the hug and stretched his limbs comfortably.

Riri Yamabuki is not very used to the sleeping position of giving herself completely to others, but Dazai Osamu's arms are very comfortable, and there is a faint scent of water in her breath, and the hand around her waist does not intend to let go, she hesitates After two seconds, slowly close the eyelids.

Anyone who is good at the use of force does not seem to suffer from insomnia.They have exuberant vitality, restorative sleep and a relatively reasonable schedule. They will neither struggle with the alarm clock at nine or ten in the morning, nor will they be autistic and depressed in the middle of the night and unable to sleep.

After a while Riri Yamabuki fell asleep, Osamu Dazai envied her speed a bit.

People seldom defend themselves during sleep, and the dark and warm environment is like a reassuring mother's body, which makes people unconsciously assume the posture of a baby.People who relax their posture during sleep tend to live in a comfortable and comfortable environment, while people who curl up and wrap themselves into silkworm chrysalis usually lack a sense of security.

Riri Yamabuki's posture was very relaxed, with his face buried in Dazai's neck, his breathing was shallow, one hand was hanging on the sofa, and the other was loosely resting on Dazai's chest.

Her childhood had nothing to do with stability and comfort, but there was no sign of insecurity at all, as if she trusted the person who hugged her extremely.

Osamu Dazai knew this was an illusion.

She is just confident that no matter what Osamu Dazai wants to do, he will be crushed to death with a violent iron fist...

"Those guys in Hakata said you were fierce and not easy to get close to. I thought it was slander, but now it seems that it is completely true." Osamu Dazai whispered to himself.

Yamabuki Ritsu who fell asleep ignored him, Dazai Osamu hugged the soft person in his arms and stared blankly for a while, the belated sleepiness swept him belatedly.

So many nights of insomnia, the nights when I emptied the bottle of sleeping pills and couldn’t do anything, the nights when I stared at the beams and wanted to hang myself, the nights when I kept my eyes open until dawn... all of a sudden they disappeared, only the nights where the aroma of hot cocoa remained , holding a cat-like person in his arms, squeezed a little hard on a sofa.

A night without dreams.

In the early morning, Riri Yamabuki wakes up punctually under the reminder of his biological clock.

What she looks like when she is asleep is what she looks like when she wakes up. Any difference is the result of human factors other than her.

Therefore, when Riri Yamabuki found that Osamu Dazai was stuck on the sofa and she was lying on Osamu Dazai's chest, she did not doubt herself at all, and directly locked the suspect.

Although the biological clock is very accurate, it is inevitable to feel sleepy when waking up in the morning.Riri Yamabuki yawned, resting his chin on Dazai Osamu's chest to calm down, and looked at his boyfriend's particularly good-looking sleeping face in the morning light.

Osamu Dazai's sleeping posture is not good, but his sleeping posture is quite good, with a particularly youthful and handsome look.

Riri Yamabuki looked at it for a while, and had to admit that Osamu Dazai could still attract her even if he didn't open those kite eyes that she loved so much.

No wonder she changed her mind several times and stayed longer and longer in Yokohama.

"At that time, I agreed to kill someone and leave, but I ended up trapped in Yokohama, and Andre wanted to come across the ocean to wash my brain." Riri Yamabuki thought, her former guardian was very concerned about this incident. The resentment of love is well known to Mimic.

"I'm not doing my job too badly." The current leader of Mimic is not too guilty but he can't think confidently, "Isn't the work of sneaking into the port of Mafia going smoothly?"

How can the leader Moyu be called Moyu? This is a strategic lurking!

Riri Yamabuki quickly forgave himself.

In the morning light, Osamu Dazai looks more and more beautiful, and the more he looks at it, the more he typed the words "beauty is wrong" on the public screen.Riri Yamabuki feels that she is a person who can withstand temptation, she will not be knocked down by the beauty attack of the cadres of the hostile organization, never, NO, Never.

Riri Yamabuki looked away without a trace of nostalgia, propped his elbows on the soft cloth, and tried to sit up.

In vain, her hair became entangled with Osamu Dazai's cufflinks.

"?" Riri Yamabuki slowly put out a question mark, she half-up propped herself up on the sofa, lowered her head and tried to free her hair from Osamu Dazai's cufflinks.

After a lot of hard work, under the unremitting attempts of Yamabuki Riri, the dead knot changed from "try hard and maybe it can be opened" to "stupid human beings, feel the pain!"

Tired, Riri Yamabuki was tired of being hit by hand again and again.People can't be killed in a field that they are not good at. What's the use of a boyfriend?Isn't that what it's for?

"When you've watched the play enough, get up and think of a way." Riri Yamabuki pushed Dazai Osamu who pretended to be asleep, "Who did this?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai opened his eyes sleepily, using all his acting skills to create the illusion that he had just woken up, "Good morning, Riri-chan."

"It's not a good morning." Riri Yamabuki pinched Osamu Dazai's face and kneaded the dough hard, "Did you enjoy watching the show?"

"How could it be?" Osamu Dazai said hypocritically, "The appearance of working hard is the most charming, how could I laugh at Riri-chan who is working so hard?"

"Fix it." Yamabuki Riri said coldly, "Or, I'll solve you."

"It's so fierce." Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, "It's still Valentine's Day today, and I don't even have a good morning kiss, so I know it's fierce."

Because her hair was entangled with Osamu Dazai's cufflinks, Riri Yamabuki couldn't get up, and she half supported Osamu Dazai, talking to him with her head down.

Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows, and looked at Osamu Dazai below her with extremely critical eyes.

It's like saying, "People who don't work don't deserve to be rewarded.

Facing his girlfriend's critical scrutiny, Osamu Dazai, instead of feeling guilty, bent his brows and smiled at her without hesitation, his light-colored pupils were astonishingly beautiful under the sunlight.

"Are you sure I'm going to take this set?" Riri Yamabuki pursed his lower lip, "It's boring to use the same trick too many times."

"Doesn't it work?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, still smiling, "But I see Riri-chan's expression of wanting to kiss my eyes."

"But I don't want to kiss you with my eyes." He raised his hand, pressed the back of Riri Yamabuki's head, pressed her down, and pressed her cool lips.

"...Good morning kiss, it's better to kiss here."

For a while, no one spoke again.

The long black hair was still entangled with the cuff buttons, and the black hair like a waterfall swept down on the shirt, and the petal-like arcs of the hair curled around the knuckle fingers.

"Why do you keep playing with my hair?" During the interval of breathing, Riri Yamabuki said dissatisfiedly, "It's your fault that it will tie into a knot."

"Well, my fault." Osamu Dazai posted it again, "I'll solve it later."

How long to wait, Little Cufflinks doesn't know.

When the little cufflinks were freed, its owner had already missed breakfast, and he and his girlfriend were leaning against each other, looking at their mobile phones and preparing to order takeaway.

Today's Valentine's Day, all the merchants have launched couple packages that are expensive and not delicious, except for the beautiful presentation, which is purely a scam.

The magic of Valentine’s Day lies in the fact that you know that the merchants are cheating people, and you laugh at the bullies who ordered food in your heart, and you will still be the bullies yourself in the end.

Don't ask why, just do it if you don't want to be single again.

Osamu Dazai: "Do you want to eat this sweet meal for two nights and two flights?"

Riri Yamabuki: "Pair it with two New Orleans chicken wings and sell three times the price of an unpalatable box lunch?"

Osamu Dazai: "What about this, the package comes with a glass of Wangqing water."

Riri Yamabuki: "It's just cold after freezing, I can make it for you if you like it...how can someone sell Wangqing water on Valentine's Day?"

Osamu Dazai: "I read it wrong, this is the heartbreak package for a broken-hearted dog."

Osamu Dazai: "I want to eat this! SpongeBob SquarePants Krab Fort set meal!"

Riri Yamabuki: "I'm going to send a big star jellyfish package."

World Peace.

The Valentine’s Day package is a bit of a waste of money, but the merchants like to think carefully and package the products in a worthwhile way so that there will still be repeat customers on White Day next month.

Even for the SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick set, the merchant stubbornly added a touch of pink—he sent a paper rose origami tutorial and a few rose-red papers.

Osamu Dazai was so hungry that his stomach was growling, and he buried himself in eating his set meal of Krabi Fort, but Riri Yamabuki picked up the origami tutorial first and took a look.

Riri Yamabuki: It seems very simple.

She felt like she was doing it again.

One cannot be killed in a field that one is not good at, but one must have the courage to challenge and conquer what one is not good at, and fully understand the reality that one is not good at in one death after another, until the next time one does not believe in evil.

Riri Yamabuki picked up a piece of rose-red paper and started the first step in the tutorial.

Osamu Dazai took the last bite of the crab salad. He glanced at the Pai Daxing jellyfish set meal that was about to dissipate the heat but was not favored by the owner. He cleared his throat and reminded: "Ruli-chan, the meal is getting cold."

"I know." Riri Yamabuki focused on his handwork with his head down, without raising his head, "Don't make a sound."

Seeing that she can continue to fold after so long, it shows that the tutorials given by the merchants are really zero-based and non-difficult, as long as you work hard, your dreams will come true.

After a while, Riri Yamabuki carefully held a crooked and crumpled paper rose to Osamu Dazai with his fingertips, and said softly, "Look, I folded it..."

It came to an abrupt end.Riri Yamabuki put away his slightly excited expression in anticipation, and looked at Osamu Dazai across the table expressionlessly.

——and the three paper roses in front of him that were lifelike and ingenious.

Three blooming paper roses, the details are unbelievably exquisite, the paper petals are delicate and beautiful, as if they can attract butterflies to stop among the stamens, and the faint fragrance floats and the shadows are beautiful when you smell it carefully, which can be called fake.

In contrast to the hatchback, there is even a hint of appalling.

Riri Yamabuki put down the rose on his fingertips indifferently, opened the chilled Patrick jellyfish set meal without saying a word, and stuffed the fried rice into his mouth mouthful.

Seeing her folding so seriously, I wanted to try it on a whim, but because the handwork was too perfect, Dazai Osamu who was dissed by his girlfriend: I am so wronged.

He just folded it casually.

Riri Yamabuki was sulking, she indifferently ignored Osamu Dazai's intention to put his face in front of her to make her happy with beauty, and told Osamu Dazai personally: This trick no longer works.

Three paper roses were placed next to the fish tank in the living room, and the little goldfish that Riri Yamabuki and Dazai Osamu brought back from the temple fair spat a bubble and touched the reflection of the paper roses across the blue water.

Riri Yamabuki was only angry for a while, because she learned that Osamu Dazai was going to work overtime tonight.

Mori Ogai finally made a move on Valentine's Day.A brain-dead hostile organization chooses to do things on Valentine's Day so hard to die. All the staff of Mafia at the port greeted his family cursingly while withdrawing from the date, full of resentment to vent on the enemy.

Riri Yamabuki is not upset about being interrupted on a date, because when Osamu Dazai received a call from Ogai Mori, the character she controlled was being beaten by Osamu Dazai in the game, which was a hateful defeat.

"On Valentine's Day, my boyfriend was forced to work overtime, and Lilijiang didn't even want to say a word to keep her. It's completely disqualification for my girlfriend."

Dazai Osamu was complaining while putting on his tie, Riri Yamabuki picked up the coat he had draped over the back of the sofa and handed it over, and perfunctorily tiptoed to kiss Dazai Osamu's lips.

With a quick touch, every strand of hair revealed perfunctory, which made Osamu Dazai very dissatisfied.

Regardless of Mori Ogai's life-threatening series of calls, he forcibly deepened the kiss until Riri Yamabuki pushed Osamu Dazai out the door and stood at the door to re-tie his tie.

"Hurry up, you're definitely late." She licked the corner of her bitten lip and closed the door ruthlessly.

Osamu Dazai was away, and the apartment was suddenly deserted.The finished takeaway cartons were piled up on the dining table in a mess, Riri Yamabuki packed the cartons and threw them into the trash can, his eyes stopped on the dining table for a moment.

"Strange." She murmured to herself puzzled, "Where did the rose I folded go?"

Even on the night of Valentine's Day, the wind in the port is still cold and merciless, icy cold, scraping people's faces like knives.

The subordinates escorted the captured enemy tremblingly, and the subordinate responsible for reporting the battle situation took a few deep breaths before walking towards Mr. Dazai, who must be extremely upset in his imagination at this moment, with a righteous face on his face.

Forced to separate from Ms. Riri on Valentine's Day, Mr. Dazai, who came to work overtime in the middle of the night, must be in a bad mood right now!What if it hits the muzzle?Will Mr. Dazai send him to the interrogation room because he stepped out with his left foot first?God, earth, save the hard-working workers!

"Mr. Dazai," the subordinate heard his voice trembling in the sea breeze, "The current situation is like this..."

Because he was too nervous, he was sure that what he handed in was an answer sheet that was on the verge of failing.

Is my career over?The subordinate waited in a trance for an answer from the superior.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai, who kept his head down and was playing with the small things in his hand, rolled his eyelids perfunctorily, "I see, I will send the last two captives I caught to Sister Hongye."

Subordinate: Huh, don't send me into the interrogation room—huh?Not me!

Dazai-san actually let him go... The subordinates belatedly realized that the boss was in a good mood.He poked his head quietly, and glanced quickly out of the corner of his eye.

Mr. Dazai's tie is tighter than usual today, the corner of his white shirt is exposed around his wrist, black hair is faintly wrapped around the cuff buttons, and there is a small rose the size of a thumb in the center of his palm.

As the battle drew to a close, his subordinates watched Osamu Dazai carefully put the paper rose into his pocket, and left the port neatly.

The subordinate who was left in the sea breeze took out his mobile phone, silently clicked on a red-marked post on the homepage of the forum, and left a message to reply.

"Whether working overtime on Valentine's Day is a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality!"Friends who are on the field with Mr. Dazai tonight, raise your hands and tell me loudly: Are you still alive! "

1L: As in the title, squat a death notice

2L: Squat a Death Notice 1

3L: Squat a Death Notice 2

……

520L: Thank you for the invitation. I live a very good life. My life is full of sunshine and dog food. Praise Mr. Dazai, Ms. Lawyer, and Valentine’s Day.

521L: I kind of want to fall in love, not for anything else, I just want to experience the happiness of Mr. Dazai.