My baby tamer can't be the leader

Osamu Dazai, who was asked by me, thought for a while, "There should be no more. It will be more troublesome to let them reopen the door, but it doesn't matter. You can pick it when you go back, and someone will send it over after you pick it."

His eyes fell on the computer and documents in my arms as I took his hand, "Have you found everything you were looking for?"

I responded, feeling a bit complicated, "Good luck."

To keep it for four years... You've obviously forgotten it, haven't you?

The young leader raised his hand and pressed the center of his brows, narrowing Junxiu's eyebrows as if he was feeling unwell, "Then let's go back first?"

I found all my homework, so I followed him back to the chief's office without any objection. After plugging in the computer and trying to turn it off, it turned out that the battery had been emptied for four years. I chose this one randomly. My laptop unexpectedly went on strike.

Osamu Dazai has been sitting next to me and watched my movements with his chin propped up. Now he stretched out his hand again, took the computer, and opened the bottom cover of the computer within two strokes, revealing the internal wiring. "It should be the battery. Question, I can help you connect the RAM to my computer first...do you mind?"

"Ah, it doesn't matter." I was at a loss for a moment, and I was still a little uncomfortable with the 'tertiary industry' whose personal information is highly confidential. "There is nothing on it, please feel free."

He smiled, and took his own laptop from the desk, fiddled with the equipment between the two computers for a while, then turned the computer screen to me, "Is it this folder?"

"Yes." I clicked on it, glanced at it casually, and was about to close the file, but was stopped by Osamu Dazai.

"Can I take a look?" He paused for a moment, and quickly explained as if he was afraid of my misunderstanding, "I'm not doubting you, I have also done some research on the content involved in your thesis, maybe I can add a little more content for you ?”

Why is this person always rushing to help me with my homework?

I thought, anyway, he wrote this thing by himself four years ago. I wrote the first half at most, and he finished the second half. After four years, he will come to help me change it. He should have changed it four years ago. Well, I haven't even had time to see what he's changed... Well, I have no reason to stop him, right?

"Okay." I said, "But I wrote more than half of this myself, and the rest is... Well, my friend wrote it for me, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Boy friend?"

"If you say that... I don't seem to be able to deny it."

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, opened the document without saying a word, browsed through the content of the document at a very fast speed, and then started his performance.

The reason for using this statement is that after he asked me which parts I wrote, he tried his best to pick his thorns four years ago. Without stopping him, he said sincerely, "Wait a minute, you wait a moment, you don't plan to change it into a master's thesis for me, do you?"

Having been fooled countless times by his super professional ability, I subconsciously grabbed his wrist, "That's too obvious, I will be suspected of finding the shooter!"

As a result, Osamu Dazai was stunned, "Is that so? Then there is a more convenient way."

"what?"

"The University of Tokyo is also within the sphere of influence of Port Mafia. I can directly ask the school to give you full marks for graduation, or I can also directly contact your course professor."

I was silent for a moment, and rejected him very touched, "...Thank you, I don't really need it."

If I get the original world, I will become a ****, crazy!And I don't even know if there are any of these professors in this world!

Thinking of this, I have to emphasize, "I still prefer to learn a little bit by my own efforts."

Osamu Dazai hesitated for a moment, and asked me softly, "Don't you feel...too tired?"

For a while, I didn't understand why he asked such a question, so I looked at him blankly for a while.

"Then at least... Baoyan?"

Damn, I forgot that this is the world four years later. In his opinion, I can't be a stupid guy who has been in college for six years and is still in his third year...Damn it, why? ?

No, the background that Dazai wrote to me before doesn’t seem to be living in Japan all the time, right?

He didn't ask...?

"I... Anyway, I don't have any pressure in life. I like to study for a few years!" I couldn't think of a reason to explain it, so I could only start to do everything wrong.

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud, then reached out and tapped my wrist, "Am I joking? Why did you falsely report your age, Miss Xia?"

"Wait a minute, you can see that?" I was shocked.

"It's not just for looking." He stretched out his hand and held my wrist, lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on my wrist bones, "It's also inferred from the combination of bone age and tooth age."

"Is this medicine... Was it taught to you by Chief Sen?" I curiously touched the obvious bone marks on the back of his hand, but of course I didn't see anything, I just thought this guy was too skinny... But the hand feels surprisingly good, and because I was distracted and urgently thinking about my background, I didn't let go, and I didn't realize that there was something wrong with me holding the other's hand all the time.

Osamu Dazai looked at me a bit embarrassed, as if struggling in his heart for a moment, "If...Miss Xia, you really want to, I... will fulfill my promise."

Um? ?What is he talking about again? ?

Only then did I realize the unconscious movement in my hand, and I immediately withdrew my hand and said firmly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not this kind of person!!"

He shook his head, and instead of continuing on this question, he talked about the previous topic, "Mr. Sen didn't teach me this... Well, how should I put it, it should be considered experience?"

"Can this still have experience?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai laughed, and wrote lightly, "Because many captives often like to lie, if you take this kind of question that I can judge, teach them a little, so that they can answer the next question. It will be much more honest, and it will save time.”

He said and gave another example, "For example, the age of the teeth. If the other party is older, you can use some external information combined with the wear and tear of the teeth to determine the specific age of the other party. If that person unfortunately intends to play tricks on me, you can Could use his own teeth to teach him... how I came up with the right answer."

Although his wording at the moment didn't even have a hint of malice, the content revealed by his words alone was cruel enough.

After all, there is no way for a normal person to look at his teeth carefully, so the implication of his words must be...

But Osamu Dazai seemed not satisfied with this, and he gently scratched the back of my hand with his fingertips, causing a numb itching, "As for the bone age, judging from the bones at the wrist, it is more suitable for younger types This piece of bone will gradually harden from cartilage with age, although there may be errors in touching through the skin, but if I look directly, I am confident that I can accurately judge the age of the other party."

Having read the original book, of course I know how good this guy is at torture, but I don't even want to know how he does it... It's scary, bro!

As soon as I grabbed his wrist, I ignored his seemingly deceptive intentions, and firmly planned to put a few more locks on this Pandora's box, and it would be best if it could be directly poured with cement and sunk into the sea...Who knows who Go ask, I don't ask anyway!Only a fool would continue with this topic!

"Or let's go back to another question."

"Huh?" The young leader smiled softly, "It is also a felony to moles the leader~"

"How could there be such a crime?? Your organization doesn't sound serious?!"

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai showed a thoughtful expression, "Perhaps it's because this kind of crime was made by the leader?"

"..." I was speechless for a moment, and tried to explain, "Girls should protect themselves when they go out. Isn't it normal to have a fake identity? Didn't I mean to hide it from you?"

"Just kidding." Osamu Dazai blinked at me, then said briskly when I glared at him, "Sorry, I haven't communicated with people like this for a long time, so... maybe a little bit later ,Please forgive me?"

He paused, then said softly, "As I said before, I won't mind, don't worry."

After saying this, Osamu Dazai stood up and took down a suitcase from the table, and opened the lock in front of me. There were many kinds of gems in it one by one, and the one he was carrying before was also impressively In the column, "This is... the best part, my subordinates brought it over before."

He said, and looked at the kite-colored gem with some hesitation, "Compared with the others, this one will be more ordinary?"

"It's okay," I said, "I like it."

Osamu Dazai closed the suitcase and put it on the coffee table in front of me, then picked up the tablet that he had prepared at some time and handed it to me, "The clothes you mentioned earlier...you can pick them yourself. Someone brought it over."

He said, lowered his head again, and began to delete and correct my homework on the laptop, "I was joking just now, I will pay attention to propriety~"

Well, anyway, he doesn't bother himself, so I have nothing to say...

I picked it up on the tablet for a while, and I always felt that the styles of these clothes seemed familiar. After thinking for a long time, I remembered that the clothes Dazai prepared for me before seemed to be similar to these styles, right? !Is this person too selfish? !

It is true that childhood has the greatest influence on a person. This guy's taste has not changed much?Or is it because this guy is really the nostalgic type?

"...Is that all?" I asked him politely, looking up.

The other party looked at me innocently for a moment, and said softly under my gradually sharpening gaze, "Is there any way, after all, it's already late? If you want more styles, you should be able to get them tomorrow, and it's just for one night. "

Well, this is still my fault. I clicked my tongue and didn't continue to stick to it. The main reason is that his aesthetics are quite good. Although it is somewhat different from the style I prefer, it doesn't make me feel uncomfortable. up.

After picking out the clothes, Osamu Dazai said softly, "Wait for me a little longer, I'll finish changing it soon."

"Where did you change it?" I put the tablet aside and leaned over curiously, only to find that he was deleting and rewriting all the parts written by myself four years ago. He showed a look of hesitation, "The part that your... friend wrote for you, there are a lot of omissions? So it will take more time to correct it than I imagined."

...that's what you wrote yourself! !

But considering he's green tea himself anyway...so whatever.

I decisively gave up thinking.