I became a super detective after commenting on spoilers

The setting sun at the end of the curtain painted Osamu Dazai with rare tenderness.

When Dazai said this, his expression was very similar to when he was next to Oda-san, Tsukishiro Reiji thought.

Involuntarily, he analyzed Dazai Osamu's expression.

But there is a slight difference, now Dazai's eyes are more aggressive.

Tsukishiro Reiji tilted his head, and looked at the house in the distance from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, Oda-san is very important to Dazai.

"Okay." He replied Dazai Osamu.

The two walked home slowly together.

It turns out that Osamu Dazai can always please people when he wants to please them.

Chatting all over the place, time passed quickly, and Reiji Tsukishiro arrived home in the blink of an eye.

He touched his pocket, "Huh?"

Why is the key missing?

The keys were always in a fixed pocket, and he seldom lost them.

Believe it or not, Reiji Tsukishiro searched again, but there was still nothing.

"Can't find it? Leave it to me~"

Osamu Dazai took out a paper clip from his jacket pocket, straightened it, and opened the lock with a few clicks.

Can it really be unlocked with a wire?And Dazai is so skilled at picking locks!

Reiji Tsukishiro stared at Osamu Dazai's movements, seeing that the other party snapped back the paper clip and stuffed it back into his coat pocket, he had to admit that it was an ordinary paper clip.

Noticing the young man's straight eyes, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows at him triumphantly.

Finding out the spare key at home, Reiji Tsukishiro planned to get another one tomorrow.

Osamu Dazai doesn't know how to cook, and Reiji Tsukishiro usually cooks by himself, as long as he can eat.

But during this period of time, he has been slurping on Toru Amuro's meals, and he hasn't cooked by himself for a long time.

Osamu Dazai also came to the kitchen today, saying that he was helping to wash the vegetables, and while washing, he tore off half of the leaves of the vegetables.

Seeing Dazai having fun playing in the water, Reiji Tsukishiro let him go.

On the desktop, the phone vibrated, and a message popped up. The sound was drowned out by the sound of water, but Reiji Tsukishiro didn't notice it.

【Not going back to Tokyo today?Be careful in the near future, although the organization has relaxed its surveillance on you, it may have other actions. --through】

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and stared at Reiji Tsukishiro's note to Toru Amuro, Toru?

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the young man.

【. —— Osamu Dazai]

Dazai sighed lightly.

Hearing the sound of thumping and splashing in the water around him stopped, Tsukishiro Reiji followed his line of sight and saw two text messages.

"Too—" Tsukishiro Reiji just wanted to call someone, and the moment he was so blessed, Dazai wouldn't be struggling with the address, right?

Although the other party shouldn't be so childish...

He blinked and tentatively changed his words: "Treatment?"

OSAMU's lips changed three times, Tsukishiro Reiji called out Dazai's name.

The young man raised his final voice slightly, with hesitation and uncertainty, his airy voice was playful like a feather, gently scratching his ears.

Hearing the intimacy, Osamu Dazai froze.

Fortunately, he is not a cat, otherwise his tail would be puffed up.

Well……

Tsukishiro Reiji shook his head, it was strange.

And Dazai didn't seem to be too used to it, so it's better to call him back.

"Dazai,"

He opened his mouth again, only to see Dazai Osamu's kite pupils sinking heavily, like the sultry heat before the rain.

"Call again."

"?" Tsukishiro Reiji didn't react for a while.

"I want to listen to it again." Osamu Dazai repeated, and called out the young man's name syllable by syllable, "Reiji."

Faced with Dazai Osamu's stubborn gaze, Tsukishiro Reiji suddenly found it difficult to speak.

The frying pan not only melted the curry cubes, but also melted the air, and the atmosphere became sticky, warming Tsukishiro Reiji's ears.

Because he had to cook, the young man tied up his long hair, but his powdered ears were exposed.

Osamu Dazai's gaze was involuntarily attracted, and after watching, he suddenly had the urge to squeeze.

"Healing." Tsukishiro Reiji summoned up his courage and shouted.

Osamu Dazai hooked the corners of his lips, and emphasized with satisfaction: "The remarks should also be changed to '治'."

Reiji Tsukishiro instantly understood that the other party wasn't bothered about addressing at all, but that he had to have what others had.

What, it's like a naive child who compares.

Dinner is simple, curry rice and fried eggs.

"Isn't this the same as Oda Writer's?" Osamu Dazai felt a little headache when he saw the same spicy curry.

Although Osamu Dazai couldn't eat spicy food, he still blew on the spoon desperately and ate a plate of curry rice while pouring cold water.

"If you can't eat it, you don't have to eat it. I can make another one." After not entering the kitchen for a long time, Tsukishiro Reiji added more chili powder with trembling hands.

He looked at Dazai helplessly, it was so spicy that his mouth was red, why did he still eat it?

Osamu Dazai sniffed, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"Too...uh, Ji." To be honest, Dazai Biji read it much more smoothly, and Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't change it all at once.

"The guest room is ready."

"You don't have to force it, you can call it whatever you want." Dazai Osamu hugged his chest, and curled his lips in disgust when he heard the guest room.

"I don't want to go to the guest room."

"Then you can only squeeze with me." Tsukishiro Reiji found out the bandage at the head of the bed and handed it to him.

After taking a shower, Osamu Dazai crawled into Reiji Tsukishiro's bed wet, dripping water from his hair.

When Reiji Tsukishiro came out of the bathroom and saw his messy bandages, the obsessive-compulsive disorder of wiring broke out.

"Don't move." Tsukishiro Reiji picked up a towel and covered his restless head.

The skin that was too pale was wrapped in circles, and a beautiful bow was tied at the end.

Tsukishiro Reiji dried Dazai's hair again, and it was ten o'clock.

Yawning, he said wearily, "See you tomorrow, Zhi."

See you tomorrow?What a hopeful word.

Dazai sighed softly.

The breathing on the side quickly became shallow and regular, but Osamu Dazai couldn't fall asleep.

He was so bored that he opened the curtain a crack to let the moonlight in.

With the quilt resting on his elbows, Osamu Dazai got up halfway, and looked at him with his chin resting.

The long eyelashes rest quietly on the eyelids like butterfly wings.

In his sleep, the young man's expression was not cloudy, it was not as hot as the sun, but the stars that were faintly reflected in the lake water, giving people the illusion that they could be touched.

Osamu Dazai never compromises, and often harbors a sense of destruction, even so, he secretly yearns for it.

But he was too afraid of the falling stars, so he ran away, but the stars came running towards him.

Fortunately, the characteristics of youth doom this star to never fall.

Osamu Dazai tentatively approached Tsukishiro Reiji's neck and buried it, trying to grasp a sense of security.

Like a cat sucking catnip, he arched inward.

The tiny fluff rubbed against his cheeks, causing a little itchiness, and the warm body temperature was continuously transmitted from the other end to Osamu Dazai.

The moonlight illuminated people almost transparently, and Tsukishiro Reiji was so real beside Dazai Osamu, which made him feel at ease.

Seeing the young man's unaware and undefended appearance, Osamu Dazai couldn't help opening his mouth, and lightly bit the other's neck near the collarbone.

The sharp canine teeth grind on the skin, leaving a faint red mark.

Tsukishiro Reiji still didn't respond.

So Osamu Dazai remembered that he allowed himself to approach, and also allowed others to approach, and even took the initiative to draw his neck and wear a mark.

No rejection, no responsibility.

Osamu Dazai snorted softly, suddenly became angry, and the tip of his teeth tightened a bit.

"Hmm..." The young man let out a low gasp from his throat, and stretched out his hand to resist.

Coincidentally, it happened to poke Dazai Osamu's lips, Tsukishiro Reiji subconsciously hooked his fingertips, and Dazai Osamu's plump lips were pressed out of an arc by him.

A faint smile flashed in his eyes, Osamu Dazai grabbed his fingers, and licked his fingertips with the bright red tip of his tongue.

The young man seemed to be frightened by the hot and humid touch, and quickly withdrew his hand, clenched his fist again and rested on the pillow.

One or two crickets chirped alone.

The shattering wind beat against the windows, causing tiny vibrations.

The world seems to press the pause button, extremely quiet.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and listened to Reiji Tsukishiro's uncomplicated heart sounds.

Transparent, clear - this is why he always likes to stay with each other.

Osamu Dazai's breath hit the back of Reiji Tsukishiro's neck, and the young man seemed to feel discomfort in his sleep, and moved forward to hide.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull him back.

Tsukishiro Reiji likes to curl up when he sleeps, and right now he is nestled in his arms.

Osamu Dazai has always been a light sleeper, especially recently, Tsukishiro Reiji unconsciously broke out several times a night, but he was firmly locked by him, and gradually gave up.

The young man's shallow breathing was like white noise, and before the first bird call sounded, Osamu Dazai fell asleep.

In the morning, Reiji Tsukishiro was awakened by a ray of sunlight.

The sun is very bright, and the angle of light is close to noon.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and looked in a daze, the curtain was opened a crack.

He struggled to dig out his memory, and saw that he had drawn the curtains properly last night, so it was Osamu Dazai.

After sleeping for too long, Tsukishiro Reiji still had a headache when he sat up from the bed.

The side was empty, Dazai Osamu did not leave a trace of residual warmth, and the half-roll of bandages left by the bed was taken away by the other party.

After a brief lunch, Tsukishiro Reiji glanced at today's schedule——

Buy materials for Miss Mellors.Return to Tokyo in the evening.

The so-called materials are actually all kinds of small skirts.

There are so many styles of dresses for girls, and Reiji Tsukishiro always felt that something was missing when drawing pictures with his poor imagination.

At this time, he chose to bring a sketchbook to collect materials on the spot.

In the Xiaoyang skirt shop, there are a variety of skirts on the mannequin, and the various patterns make Reiji Tsukishiro's eyes dazzled.

He opened the sketchbook, brushed a few strokes and drew several classic styles and brilliant styles.

I went into the store and walked around, but I was embarrassed to only buy materials but didn't buy anything.

Tsukishiro Reiji picked out an extraordinarily complicated and beautiful dress according to his own vision, and sent a text message to ask Momoya brother Sakura's size.

[? ——Momoya Kinomoto]

Kinomoto Momoya put a question mark on Tsukishiro Reiji, and reported the size after asking the reason.

[Sakura doesn't like styles that are too flashy. ——Momoya Kinomoto]

【learn. ——Tsukishiro Reiji]

Tsukishiro Reiji sent it back with regret.

He can also let Miss Mellors "wear".

He picked a relatively simple style, and while he was waiting for the clerk to find the item, a familiar white coat led a blond girl standing in front of a small foreign dress.

"Hey, Alice-chan, why don't you try this one~ Wear it for a while, not for a second!"

"I don't want it! Absolutely don't wear this!"

"Please, Alice-chan, how about dressing up qaq."

On the side, the clerk looked at the unshaven black-haired man, and smiled politely while struggling to maintain embarrassment.

Middle-aged decadent uncle + blond loli, this familiar combination...

Tsukishiro Reiji's hand holding the phone was about to move.

Even the head of the port mafia can't be a damned pedophile!

Sure enough, call the police!

"Oh, isn't this Tsukishiro-kun?" Mori Ogai caught a glimpse of Tsukishiro Reiji from the corner of his eye, straightened up, and greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Mori." Tsukishiro Reiji nodded.

He couldn't help thinking about Oda Sakunosuke.

It just so happened that he was worried that he would not see Mori Ogai.

"There is something I want to discuss with Mr. Sen." He said directly.

The silver-haired young man looked cold and straight to the point, and a hint of interest flashed in Mori Ogai's eyes.

"Appreciate further details."

Mori Ogai couldn't think of what Tsukishiro Reiji wanted to discuss with him.

Could it be that the black organization has taken any action in a place that I don't know about?

"I would like to use Mr. Mori's personal promise to me in exchange for you giving up your plan to use Oda Sakunosuke to fight against Gide."

Tsukishiro Reiji knew that Mori Ogai could not agree, so he just used this to find out what the other party meant.

The smile on the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth faded, "He told you this too?"

Reiji Tsukishiro reacted for a moment to whom "he" was referring to.

Then he shook his head slightly, denying, "Dazai didn't tell me."

"Think about it too." Osamu Dazai's defense was much heavier than the person in front of him.

However, even a private promise can be guessed...

Mori Ogai re-examined Tsukishiro Reiji, "Then I think Tsukishiro-kun should be very clear about my answer—"

"I have no reason to agree." He refused bluntly.

In an instant, the image of a decadent doctor was stripped from the middle-aged man, and the leader of the mafia opened his scarlet eyes.

Tsukishiro Reiji was not afraid at all, his brows and eyes were light, just like Mori Ogai's appearance when he first met him.

"Because this promise will become your constraint." This is his confidence, and Mori Ogai will not let go of an opportunity to get rid of the shackles.

The corners of Mori Owai's lips raised slightly.

smart kid.

Fortunately, when he was still choosing Dazai Osamu's bottom line, he chose the one that didn't touch his heart so much. It seemed that he was doing too much.

Mori Ogai thought regretfully.

"Tsukishiro-kun can only use this promise in exchange for the date of their action." Mori Ogai added, "The day before."

Dazai can't blame him for being ruthless this time, it was the little rabbit who knocked himself unconscious on the tree.

At best, Mori Ogai picked up a ready-made one.

"Okay." Tsukishiro Reiji nodded.

Watching the figure of the young man disappear at the end of the street, Mori Ogai smiled, "Dazai-kun must not have imagined that he only got one useless thing in exchange for all his troubles."

Alice tugged at Mori Ogai's white coat, tilted her head, and said crisply, "Maggie's gift."

Mori Ogai stroked Alice's blond hair, "I'm really looking forward to the expression on Dazai-kun's face."