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Tsukishiro Reiji's mind went blank for two seconds.

The thoughts eroded by the drug were unable to react for a while.

Outside the window, gunfire and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Inside the wall, the room was silent, only the clumsy and violent heartbeat remained.

He may have misheard.

Tsukishiro Reiji thought, it shouldn't be now.

The prolonged forced coma made his brain a mess, but Osamu Dazai...

The lower jaw was lifted, even though the eyelashes were trembling, Tsukishiro Reiji had to face the culprit, Tobihito.

The rough friction of the bandage gently wiped across the cheeks.

Tsukishiro Reiji lowered his eyes tremblingly, his lips moved slightly, not knowing what to say.

He could only look away in embarrassment.

He saw Osamu Dazai take off the bandage on his hand, the white bandage stained with the dirt on his cheek little by little, never to return.

Silence is gentle and pressing every step of the way, showing Dazai Osamu's attitude.

Tsukishiro Reiji clearly realized that escaping cannot solve the problem.

He mustered up the courage to raise his eyes, but he was almost lost in Dazaiji's slightly closed eyes. The waves washed away in the opponent's eyes. Dazaiji seemed to have guessed his answer long ago, and unconsciously pursed his lips, revealing a faint Feeling flustered.

Tsukishiro Reiji rarely saw such an annoyed expression on Dazai Osamu's face, he always strategized and looked down coldly from a height that others could not reach.

But the other party's hesitation at this moment is so real, the long eyelashes hanging down show shadows, pretending to cover up, but it can't be confused by a trace of helplessness.

"Hold, I'm sorry..." Tsukishiro Rei subconsciously raised his hand, trying to smooth Dazai Osamu's slightly frowning brows.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his fingertips, dusty and stained with dirt from nowhere.

He stopped his movements, curled his fingertips, and tried to withdraw his fingers silently.

His hand was caught by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai stroked away Tsukishiro Reiji's cold hands one by one, lowered his head and pressed his left cheek against his palm, not caring that the dust on his fingertips stained his face.

The palm was pressed against Dazai Osamu's soft cheek, a little residual warmth smeared, Tsukishiro Reiji felt the blunt warmth.

"Just give it a try..." He heard Dazai Osamu murmur, maybe it was an illusion, he actually heard a bit or two of frustration.

Osamu Dazai raised his curled eyelashes tremblingly, and Tsukishiro Reiji could even feel the faint trembling in his breathing, and the breath swept across his cold skin.

The scorching heat made Reiji Tsukishiro close his eyes suddenly.

It was too loud, whether it was gunshots or heartbeats, it made people panic.

Sensing a slight looseness, Osamu Dazai suppressed the secret in his eyes.

Controlling the vague sense of vulnerability, he leaned over slowly, restraining all his aggressiveness, leaving nothing harmless.

As if he couldn't suppress his emotions, he hugged Tsukishiro Reiji very slowly, his warm lips pressed against his ears, and there was an itchy feeling in his breath.

"May I--"

The atmosphere warmed up silently, Tsukishiro Reiji's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the fingertips that were originally weakly resisting against Dazai Osamu's chest unconsciously grabbed the collar of the windbreaker at some point.

The friendship was warm, Tsukishiro Reiji tilted his head as if he had been scalded.

It took a long time before Osamu Dazai heard his very soft words——

"can."

Hugging him violently, Osamu Dazai reluctantly loosened his grip, scruples about his own strength.

In the darkness, where the person in his arms could not see, the corners of Dazai Osamu's lips curled up, and the smile in his eyes poured out unscrupulously.

Dazai Osamu kissed Tsukishiro Reiji's dry lips, and the tip of his tongue followed the dry lip lines, poking in and licking a trace or two of blood overflowing from his lips.

The smell of rust filled Dazai Osamu's mouth, with a sweet taste.

Tsukishiro Reiji was out of breath by his actions, the sting on his mouth was not obvious, but the shattered starlight in Dazai Osamu's eyes made him unable to move his eyes away.

The sky is dark and the head is dizzy.

Dazai Osamu's obscure eyes were like a rope winding upwards, he seemed to have fallen into a long-planned trap, Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't think.

The burning sensation in the stomach intensified, burning all the way to the brain.

He tried to stand up alone, but his body didn't intend to follow the instructions of his brain, it was time to strike.

So Osamu Dazai saw that Tsukishiro Reiji had just stood up for less than a second, his eyes were loose, and then he passed out completely.

Do you feel guilty for coaxing and lying when your brain is not clear?

Osamu Dazai embraced the man, and stared at him for a while, the appearance of the young man nestled in his arms made him very, very happy.

Whether it's cheating or psychological suggestion, the balance is tilted towards you.

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes, lowered his head, and kissed Tsukishiro Reiji's curled eyelashes lightly.

His despicableness has been fully accepted by the other party, so why does he have any reason to look forward and backward?

Going out with someone in his arms, Osamu Dazai was in a good mood.

There is nothing to say about the battle situation, it is just a temporary team, it is impossible to expect them to catch all members of the organization.

Kiel betrayed her, and took Chianti away with a cold gun behind her back without warning. The Pteris in her left eye flapped twice, and she lost her breath completely.

In the distance, the red dot of the camera flickered, dedicated to his duty, and meticulously recorded the rescue scene of Tsukishiro Reiji.

And this scene was simultaneously broadcast live on the temporary network program of Rimai TV Station.

【Damn it, that blonde is the one who took away Yuecheng, right? He's so strong, the team can't beat him at all. 】

[And silver hair... gin?Fierce and vicious, exactly what I imagined the cruel sharkman to look like orz]

[Why are the members of the terrorist organization so handsome?Is the BOSS Yangou? 】

[Look at the back! ! !Great, Reiji was saved! 】

[I thought that the daily sales of TV stations were just hype, but I didn't expect it!The Metropolitan Police Department is still useful. 】

[Yuecheng doesn't seem to be seriously injured, it couldn't be better. 】

[The little black-haired brother is so handsome!Super pool noodles! 】

[Wait, bandages, if I remember correctly, the person who rescued Reiji in the last gravedigger case also had bandages on his fingers, right? 】

[Betting five yen, it's definitely the same person! 】

……

The live broadcast of the hostage rescue saved the precarious reputation of the Metropolitan Police Department.

That night, Osamu Dazai took Reiji Tsukishiro and left directly, and the follow-up cooperation was carried out in an orderly manner, presumably under the supervision of public opinion, and the Metropolitan Police Department did not dare to hand over a bad response.

Tsukishiro Reiji woke up again——

He couldn't remember how many times this was the first time he woke up from a coma in just a few days.

But this time it's different.

What caught his eyes was not a gray building, he opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling.

The smell of disinfectant water lingered on the tip of the nose, dizziness for a while, the sense of isolation caused by the medicine gradually faded, and the five senses really returned.

Tsukishiro Reiji sensed his fingertips, and tried to make a fist, the blood flowed joyfully.

The burning sensation in his stomach before he fainted left only a residual image in his memory, which was less real.

By the way, he still remembered that the last person he saw was Dazai——

Wait, Dazai?Memories came back bit by bit, confession, hesitation, dating, kissing... He suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The extremely light pink on Reiji Tsukishiro's fair face was gradually dyed layer by layer, and finally a dizzying light red was formed, like the first ray of morning glow breaking through the clouds, which was particularly dazzling on his cold face.

When Osamu Dazai opened the door and came in, he saw him secretly embarrassed, and subconsciously pressed his fingertips against the door.

After a pause, Osamu Dazai stepped into the ward.

"Anything uncomfortable?"

"No." Tsukishiro Reiji replied subconsciously, looking up, he found that it was Dazai Osamu, the boyfriend he had personally confirmed the relationship with not long ago.

If I wanted to ask, I got stuck in my throat for some reason.

By the way, how do you get along with your boyfriend?

Tsukishiro Reiji moved his finger slightly, wanting to click on Google to search.

It's a pity that he doesn't have his mobile phone with him, and even if he does, he can't easily search for such a stupid-sounding thing in front of Osamu Dazai.

Noticing her boyfriend's wandering eyes, a smile flashed across Dazai Osamu's eyes.

It is the first time that the other party has crossed the delineated intimate boundary and has no experience, so he is particularly at a loss.

And I will be the last one.

Osamu Dazai thought of something, his eyes darkened.

"I had a low-grade fever when I first arrived at the hospital." Dazai Osamu touched Tsukishiro Reiji's forehead calmly, and the fever subsided, "It may take a day or two for the drug to be completely metabolized, and the two bottles lost are the prepared nutrition. liquid."

"However, the chapped lips are still a bit serious." Osamu Dazai took a look, and then happily picked up the cotton swab and water on the bedside table.

The shriveled cotton swab absorbs water and gradually swells. The soft cotton is pressed against the same soft lips, and the clear water winds down, forming a puddle in the small depression.

Her dry lips were gradually moistened, and shimmered slightly under the overhead light.

"I take care of Reiji when he sleeps~"

As if asking for credit, Osamu Dazai leaned over and tweeted on his lips, blinking his eyes and emphasizing.

Although it is said to take care of him, there is no place where Osamu Dazai really needs to do anything.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't know, he was just unknowingly attracted by Dazai Osamu's bright eyes, glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and seemed to see the tail wagging left and right, like a cat begging for praise.

He was keenly aware.Dazai's attitude was different.

If it is said that Dazai before also liked intimacy, but that kind of behavior was always a little bit tentative, and he relaxed a little bit after being pampered by him.

To use an analogy, it is like a vigilant cat step by step to test and delineate its own comfort zone.

First jump on the table, then sneak a sip of the water in the owner's cup, and finally sweep away the things on the table with its tail.

And now...

Osamu Dazai rested his chin, and with his free hand, he naturally grabbed and fiddled with Tsukishiro Reiji's hand, pinching the soft fingertips from time to time.

A completely relaxed posture, like a proud cat that has been kept for several years, and is still slumped on the sofa as a cat cake when the owner comes home.

Is this what it feels like to be dependent?

Tsukishiro Reiji curled his fingers slightly, just hooking Dazai Osamu's troublesome fingers.

Realizing his actions, heat spread to his earlobes.

"Cough," Reiji Tsukishiro's eyes flickered, and he said unnaturally against Dazai Osamu's smiling expression, "How about the actions against the liquor... organization?"

"Run away." Dazai Osamu held his hand and said flatly.

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

"Gin, Belmode, bourbon, rye." Osamu Dazai counted them with little interest. "Kiel rebelled, the rest should be captured or die."

"Because no one is sure how much information the 'poster' has on the winery," Osamu Dazai named the winery for him. "At least the chaebols in Japan who are in collusion with the winery don't dare to act rashly for the time being."

"During this time difference, if we act together—" Reiji Tsukishiro captured the code names of Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai.

Did you choose to continue the undercover mission... After Keir's betrayal, even if the winery is about to face the dilemma of shortage of manpower, the internal purge will only become more severe.

more dangerous...

"The extermination cannot be done, but the survival of the winery is a foregone conclusion. The next time it will be in front of others may be decades away." Osamu Dazai saw the end at a glance, and it was too difficult to completely wipe out the black organization.

Not to mention the confrontation between the governments, the meddling of chaebols and careful thinking... There are too many variables.

In the final analysis, the Metropolitan Police Department can obtain so much information from the program this time, and there is no shortage of winery games.

The winery has always suspected that the top management of the organization has an undercover agent, and it is probably the winery's initial idea to catch the undercover at an acceptable loss.

It's just that no one expected that Osamu Dazai, who had nothing to do with him, would step onto the balance and suddenly break the balance of the situation.

Whether or not that program will still work after all - Osamu Dazai probably won't.

None of that matters, though.

Osamu Dazai raised his head, only a shallow layer of liquid medicine remained in the infusion bottle.

He pressed the bell.

About one or two minutes later, the nurse came over and pulled out the infusion needle: "I can be discharged today. If there is no emergency, it is best to observe for another day."

Reiji Tsukishiro sat up, and was about to reach out to grab the cup on the cabinet when Osamu Dazai handed it to his mouth first.

The overly considerate Dazai...I always feel uncomfortable.

Reiji Tsukishiro suppressed a trace of weirdness in his heart.

Taking a sip of water from Osamu Dazai's hand, he said to the nurse, "Okay, I'll go to the nurse's station to go through the discharge procedures later."

The nurse glanced at the extremely intimate movements of the two, and paused subtly.

Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention to the nurse's eyes. Looking at the crooked infusion sticker, he tore it off, and nodded in satisfaction after sticking it flat.

too weird.

Tsukishiro Reiji's sense of disobedience once again emerged. Even if he advanced from a friend to a lover, Osamu Dazai would never suddenly transform into the type of 24-filial good boyfriend.

If you don't make trouble, you won't be Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai," Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't help but ask, "Are you... hiding something from me?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes, his translucent pupils looked at him without blinking, showing an innocent color.

After a while, Tsukishiro Reiji heard Dazai say slowly, "Matsuda is also in this hospital."