Zaizafang

One night passed, and when Odasaku got up to make breakfast in the morning, he found Dazai still nestled on the tatami, huddled in the blanket, motionless.

"Dazai? Woke up for breakfast."

"Hmm..." A large ball of blanket squirmed, and then became motionless again.

Odasaku thought about it, and chose to pull the blanket.

Clothes and hair were in a mess, bandages were unraveled and tangled.Dazai frowned, his eyes were tightly closed, unwilling to open them, as if he was going to sleep in bed to the end.

This appearance scared Odasaku a little, he stretched out his hand to check the temperature of Dazai's forehead, and then he was relieved after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

After a while, the children adopted by Odasaku got up one after another, and Dazai floated up like a ghost holding a blanket.

He almost floated away to wash with his eyes closed.

"When did Brother Dazai come?"

"last night."

"Brother Dazai doesn't call us when he comes, Odasaku is good or bad!" A child shouted,

"That's right! You two adults must be stealing delicious food behind our backs, right? Tell me, what did you eat?"

"Curry rice."

"Sure enough, it's curry rice again..." a child sighed old-fashionedly, "It's always curry rice."

"Is the curry rice not delicious?" Odasaku wondered.

"It's delicious, but..." Another child continued, "It's too many times to eat."

"Really?" Oda Saku felt that curry rice would never get tired of eating, and it was easy to make. It was really the perfect food.

The children chatted and chatted while eating breakfast, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Until Dazai suddenly appeared.

He had just washed his face to get rid of the hangover headache. At this time, the hair on his forehead was still dripping with water, sticking to his pale skin.

"Brother Dazai didn't wrap his face with a bandage!" The child with the bread in his mouth stood up excitedly, "And his eyes are obviously good! Brother Dazai lied to us——"

"Xingsuke." Dazai called out his name with a cool voice.

"...What's the matter?" Xingsuke was suddenly a little scared.

"Guess what I'm here for?"

"Come to play with Oda?"

"Wrong." Dazai showed a devilish smile, "I came to discuss with Oda, let you go to school."

"Huh?" "School?!" There was a surprised voice.

"Compared with people of the same age, I have fallen behind so much in my homework, maybe I have to enroll in a few cram schools." Dazai felt that it was not enough, and added another sentence.

The children suddenly howled.

They have followed Odasaku since childhood, and they have always preferred more force in their hearts, and their dreams are all to become members of the Communist Party, wielding knives and wielding wooden warehouses.Heavy schoolwork is naturally not as interesting as these fighting and killing things.

Only the youngest girl, Sakule, didn't care much about it.She held the cup and drank the warm milk little by little, watching her brothers make a fuss.

"Odasaku, once you figure out where to settle, I'll send these little bastards to the strictest school to see if they dare to make trouble." Dazai said sarcasticly, "Oh my, children who don't study well , Odasaku definitely doesn't like it."

"No--"

Odasaku quietly watched Dazai bluff them.It was evident that the mischief had animated him again.

However, it is true that going to school needs to find time to arrange.

Oda Saku doesn't really want his children to follow his path, he doesn't ask much of them, it's great to be able to live, grow old, get sick and die like a normal person.

After making a fuss for a while, the breakfast was settled, and the children went upstairs to study dejectedly.

——It’s all because of Dazai’s scare just now.

"Dazai."

"Huh?" Dazai had talked too much just now, and now his mouth was parched, and he poured himself a glass of warm milk and drank it slowly.

"What happened yesterday..." Oda Saku's voice was rarely cautious, "I still have a few questions."

"Ah, Odasaku can ask you anything you want."

Odasaku paused.Dazai's joy and anger could not be heard from his voice.He thought about the wording carefully.

"Is that person... good-looking?"

Dazai barely managed to spit out the milk in his mouth: "Cough, cough, oops! Cough..."

He coughed a bunch of times, his face turned red.

"Odasaku actually knows how to gossip, oh my god, I have to tell Ango about this, and ask him to record it and record it in a file, so I can take it out from time to time in the future."

Odasaku's face was blackened by what he said, and he almost regretted asking that question.

It's just that he was also a little curious about what kind of person would be able to hook Dazai.

Dazai smiled for a long time before slowing down, thinking about how to answer this question with a serious face.

"Well...it's pretty good...actually it's okay. Maybe a little bit good-looking. It's good-looking, but not completely good-looking, um, that's it." Two emotions in my heart struggled, one at a time. On the one hand, he was unwilling to praise that person's appearance because of his instinctive rebellion. On the other hand, he had the same face, so he couldn't say that his face was not good-looking.

After hearing Dazai's contradictory words, Odasaku didn't know what emotion was in his blue eyes.

He picked up the plate on the table, leaving only Dazai's unfinished milk, and got up to go to the kitchen.

After a pause, he stopped again.

"Dazai, did you take the initiative to talk about this matter?"

Dazai was silent.

Does he seem like the kind of guy who would come forward?

He quibbled, a little loudly: "Anyway, it's not like he doesn't know."

We all know it well, what to say.

Dazai took a sip of milk, and thought about what Odasaku said last night for a while.

Odasaku had already gone into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

after awhile.He heard Dazai's excited, abnormal voice coming.

"Odasaku, I figured it out, I want to take the initiative." Odasaku didn't look back, but he could still imagine the sparkle in Dazai's eyes, "It's impossible to say, so I have to act .”

"Odasaku! I'm going back first!"

Dazai thought about it, and left immediately.I don't know what to do, in such a hurry.

Oda Sakunosuke put the dish full of foam under the running water to rinse, and he belatedly remembered a question.

Dazai keeps using "he" instead of "she".

That is to say...

He swayed dumbfounded.

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