Chief Oda won't complain

"I want to bet on this." Anwu suddenly said, "Then I will bet on Dazai-kun, you will get what you want, right? Aren't you killing yourself all day long? It must have succeeded in the end."

"Eh? I didn't expect Professor Glasses to trust me, support me and affirm me so much. I'm really touched! Then I will accept your good words. I am looking forward to success every day."

Dazai happily drank the water in the glass, and played with the empty glass in his hands.

"However, I am different from the overly optimistic professor's glasses. Instead, I feel very pessimistic. Don't novels usually pursue a sense of contrast? For example, the bad plot of "the more you want to die, the more you can't die." "

I echoed: "That's right. In novel creation, creating a sense of contrast is a good way to enhance the fun of reading. But it is not absolutely necessary. There are also many novels that deliberately eliminate contrast and emphasize the beauty of smoothness."

Dazai nodded: "If you talk about the "story" I read today, I think the author is the type who likes contrasts, so regarding the choice of the deceased...I vote for the professor's glasses. "

Ango: "Huh?"

Dazai is so cute: "It's a return gift, a return gift. Because the professor's glasses chose me, so I also want to choose the professor's glasses."

Anwu resisted very much: "I don't need such a gift in return, it's so unlucky, take it back for me, do you hear me?"

Dazai continued to play cute: "I hate it, I don't want it, and in the prologue, the professor's glasses are written as if they are hiding something. I think it is probably a death flag."

I recalled the content of the prologue of "Story" a little bit, and said, "Then I'll bet on myself."

Both Dazai and Ango paused slightly, and looked at me.

I explained: "I think that novels that raise the issue of someone's life and death at the beginning usually pay attention to the choice of the main perspective. Since I was written as the protagonist, there must be some special reason."

Dazai pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "The special reason doesn't necessarily mean that he died, right? There are obviously [-] possibilities, and this reason is too far-fetched."

Ango also said: "How can there be a novel that kills the protagonist? Even if there is, it will arrange a resurrection plot. The novels that are really bad enough to kill the protagonist are probably rarer than the rest days of the workers."

Two students actually opposed me together, and I almost panicked. Could it be that I am not suitable to be a Mandarin teacher?

No, thinking like this is very detrimental to work.

I quickly put this insecure thought to the back of my mind, and added: "To be fair, the bet can only be fought if we all hold different opinions."

Dazai reluctantly accepted: "That's right, that's fine."

Ango asked, "What's the bet?"

Dazai waved his hand: "Odasaku, tell me."

What did I say?

I thought about it carefully.Gambling money directly is definitely not acceptable, and treating guests to dinner is too common. If you really think about it, it is difficult to come up with a suitable bet for a while.

In the end, my eyes unconsciously hit the stained decoration on the wall, and I suddenly had some misty inspiration, so I said: "The window in the teacher's office is broken, and new glass needs to be installed. The two people who lost the bet will be responsible for this matter. The winner gets to sit in an office and be an overseer."

wrong.After I said it, I regretted it.What kind of bet is this?

It's better to say: "Win or lose, eat my curry."

At least I have a little confidence in the curry I make. I have studied it very hard, and it is currently stable at the level where picky people can barely eat it.

In the end, both Dazai and Ango accepted it naturally, and had no objection to my bet.

Ango said: "Very good, this is much more reliable than what Dazai-kun said about finding a bar to drink."

Dazai played with the cup and said, "It's quite interesting. I hope I can read the part that reveals the answer tomorrow... Ah, I suddenly look forward to tomorrow."

"Then go to bed, it's already late." I looked at the wall clock on the wall, "Ango, do you want to stay and sleep overnight?"

Ango asked: "If I say go home, will Odasaku-sensei send me all the way back?"

"Yes……"

After all, it was so late, students should not be allowed to go out alone.

"It's too troublesome, I'll just stay at Mr. Odasaku's house to bother you all night."

Dazai glanced at Ango, and suddenly said: "Damn it, Professor Glasses is so cunning, he easily got the right to sleep in Oda Writer."

"Dazai-kun, don't think that others are the same because your own thoughts are dirty. I didn't come here with this idea in the first place."

Dazai closed his eyes, covered his ears and shouted, "Ah, so be it—I'm going to sleep in Oda Writer's room tonight!"

"It's going to be crowded, though, and it's hard to keep quiet all night," I reminded him.

Dazai's sleep is very light, I always knock on the wall every morning before going out, this alone is enough to wake him up.

Now three people are required to sleep in one room, even if the three beds are separated, Dazai may not be able to sleep well.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Dazai waved his hand.

I said, "But I only have a set of extra bedding here, which is not enough."

"Then I'll go get mine now!" Dazai put down the cup and was about to rush out.

I held him back so that he wouldn't slam his head into the desk: "Speaking of which, do you two want to have dinner? The reading club started shortly after school, so you probably haven't eaten yet."

"No, it will be uncomfortable after eating and falling asleep now."

"I don't eat either. I don't want to eat anything so late."

I feel a little pity in my heart, because I didn't have dinner today, I actually want to eat something now.

But if I am the only one eating, I will feel troublesome to go to the kitchen to cook at night.

I let go of Dazai to get the futon, packed the cups, then took out the spare futon and spread it out with Ango, and then helped Dazai who came back with the futon to make the bed.

Because of the three people working together, the work was done quickly, and I was responsible for turning off the lights at the end, and then lay down to sleep.

After a moment of peace, Dazai suddenly said, "Shall we have a pillow fight?"

An Wu answered him weakly: "Dazai-kun, I'm already very sleepy, don't forget that I have to go to the study club tomorrow."

I said, "If Dazai can't fall asleep, it's probably because he's not used to sleeping with other people. Why don't we go back to sleep?"

"What? Did I say I couldn't sleep? No, good night—"

After Dazai finished speaking, he let out a rhythmic snoring sound, as if he fell asleep in a second.

Obviously pretending.

I groped to get up in the dark, tucked in the quilt for Dazai and Ango, then lay back under the quilt and closed my eyes.

good night's sleep...