[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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Because Osamu Dazai answered the secretary's call without authorization, I was harmed by my reputation, so even if I called Mori Ogai and explained that I just drank too much and overslept, I still got a half-day vacation.

Don't ask why the wind review was killed, but Senou Foreign Language earnestly reminded me that young people should pay attention to moderation.

My half-smile explanation was really just drinking too much.

Putting down the phone, I stared blankly at the wall.

vacation ah.

I looked at Osamu Dazai, who was just doing nothing after dinner and playing games. Although I don't know why he is so leisurely when he is not on vacation, I envy him that he has something to do.

I don't know what to do on vacation.

Because I went undercover as soon as I joined, and caught up with the leading war after the undercover, so this was my first vacation after joining the port mafia.

Thinking about it this way, Mori Ogai is really scumbag.

Squeeze minor crumbs.

When Osamu Dazai heard my question, he looked at me in surprise: "When Qianli was in school before, what would he do when he was on vacation?"

I thought about it for a while, only to realize that when I recall those days now, I feel a sense of alienation.

So much has happened.

"Read novels and comics at home, and hang out when someone asks you out." In short, it is a very ordinary life of a male high school student.

After hearing this, Osamu Dazai put down the game console: "Then let's go out and play."

"what?"

Osamu Dazai rushed to my room, rummaged through the closet, and picked out two similar casual outfits: "I said, I'm asking you out, let's go out and play, Qianli."

Ah this.

I don't know what's wrong with me, as if I was bewitched, Osamu Dazai half-coaxed and changed into pajamas, a pure white sweater and wide-leg pants, and then watched him change into clothes similar to mine.

I didn't expect Osamu Dazai to be so thin, with abdominal muscles, and there were large and small scars on his pale skin, the most exaggerated one was a scar from the abdomen to the shoulder.

It's all old wounds...

Fortunately, these are old wounds.

I asked curiously, "Why are you wearing bandages when you are not injured?"

For keeping warm?

But this way the skin is opaque, Dazai Osamu has not been exposed to the sun until the skin is layered, which is amazing.

"The bandage is the body." Osamu Dazai replied solemnly: "Everyone has a body, and without the body, people will die."

Fine.

"Then Mr. Nakahara's body is a hat?" I also thought seriously: "Ms. Hongye's body is a kimono, and the leader's body is Alice."

Osamu Dazai nodded: "For another example, Oda Saku's body is spicy curry, and Ango's body is glasses."

"Does Odasaku carry spicy curry with him?" I couldn't help complaining.

"Does it have to be something to carry with you?" Dazai Osamu thought for a while, "Then Odasaku's body is his double guns."

"Forget it, it's still spicy curry." I made up my mind: "Then what is my body?"

"... Facial paralysis?" Osamu Dazai thought hard for a long time, then suddenly realized, rolled up my sleeves, and revealed the collar I was wearing: "Qianli's body is the collar."

I slowly typed a question mark.

Forget it, just be happy.

"I still prefer Qianli to wear him around his neck, it must look good." Dazai Osamu sighed: "I specially asked someone to do this, it is beautiful and can be used for two purposes."

"...thank you so much." I turned the collar to the side marked "for pets".

Dazai Osamu didn't feel guilty at all, and admitted openly: "I engraved it."

"Are you really not wearing it?" Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to the collar, eager to try to untie it: "Chuya also wears it."

I really want to dig out the five bells inlaid on the collar and stuff them in Osamu Dazai's head.

"Mr. Nakahara, that's a choker, not a pet collar."

"They're almost the same." Osamu Dazai blinked, "What's the difference?"

Big difference, asshole.

A lust, a taste.

In the end Osamu Dazai compromised: "Okay, okay, let's wear it as a bracelet first."

He finally became a human being.

Then Osamu Dazai took out a choker from his pocket, and when he blinked at me, it seemed that he had planned it long ago.

Sorry to say so early.

Is Osamu Dazai considered a person?

"Will you wear it? Qianli Mingming said he wanted to be my cat when he first met me, but now he doesn't even want to wear a collar."

I tried to correct Osamu Dazai: "A bell collar for the cat?"

Cats have such good hearing. Wearing a bell collar is no less than setting off firecrackers in people's ears. Osamu Dazai has no common sense at all.

"This one doesn't have a bell." Osamu Dazai said unrepentantly.

To be honest, the choker he was holding was really pretty. It was long and thin in black with a little silver hoop inlaid in the middle.

But I, Qianli Boye, the famous "Necromancer", walks in a cold, mysterious and ascetic style.

Never bow to the neck ring.

Osamu Dazai swayed again, and even made a mark on his neck.

The black choker against the white bandage is an absolute visual feast, against the small and exquisite Adam's apple, which is inexplicably sexy.

Really fragrant.

I compromised, and Osamu Dazai put it on obediently. While wearing the choker on my neck, the boy's hand pressed my throat twice, and then I slapped it away.

What's wrong with Osamu Dazai? He likes to poke people's arteries.

"I just said it would look good on Qianli, the house cat has an owner." Osamu Dazai took a few steps back in satisfaction, and pursed his lips in satisfaction when he saw my appearance.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?" I tugged at the choker that strangled my neck unaccustomed, Dazai Osamu was wearing it a bit too tight.

"Playground."

"How old are you, Dazai." Thinking of his obsession with making me wear a collar, I couldn't help asking.

"Three years old, hey."

I was choked, so you also know that you are three years old.

Osamu Dazai took the gun and scalpel from my pocket and threw them into the cabinet: "Don't take these with you when you go out to play."

Although puzzled, I listened to Osamu Dazai and left all the weapons at home, except for a scalpel.

"You seem very excited, Dazai." The current Dazai Osamu, who can tell that he is one of the "double blacks" who are frightened in the world.

"Because Qianli said he loves me." The boy jumped up and down, as if he was a real 15-year-old boy.

"Don't make it sound like we're dating." I coldly rejected Osamu Dazai's shameful remarks.

"I don't care." Osamu Dazai covered his ears and refused to listen.

"This is my first date with someone." Osamu Dazai asked for two crepes with his salary card that slipped away from me at some point.

"One cream crepe and one crab crepe."

Facing the doubtful eyes of the stall owner, I said calmly, "Two crepes with eggs and ham, please trouble."

Osamu Dazai doesn't like too sweet food, and the ham crepe is just right.

Then he turned his head and said, "I remember I went shopping with you several times."

Last time, we sat on a bench and ate oden together.

"This is the first official date." Osamu Dazai corrected, and said regretfully, "Crepes without crab meat?"

"A gathering among friends is not a date, Dazai." Dismissing the stall owner's gaze of "getting a date at a young age", I calmly said: "Crepes are sweets, so crab meat should not be added."

"But you can add eggs and ham, why can't you add crab meat." Osamu Dazai objected.

Eggs and ham are salty, and crab meat is also salty.

What he said made sense, but the stall owner didn't have crab meat in the small box. He wanted crab meat, which was a disturbance.

"Next time you can bring your own crab meat."

Osamu Dazai took out a canned crab meat from his pocket like a magic trick, and put the canned food on the table of the stall owner: "Please help me add it."

Excuse me, I underestimated Osamu Dazai's obsession with crab meat.

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Happy New Year, I got up early today