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"There is a commission, but it's resolved now." Yato swallowed the food stuck in his throat with difficulty.

The gods can perceive things that ordinary people cannot perceive. The moment he saw Dazai Osamu, some hidden cause and effect made him confirm the answer to Matsuda Jinpei's question.

Yato didn't intend to talk to Tsukishiro Reiji right away.

It is better to leave this kind of matter to the young couple to solve by themselves, he thought silently.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't ask much, after all Yato needs to protect the client's privacy.

During the period, Yato met Dazai Osamu's eyes several times, and always felt that he lacked confidence and moved away first.

No, he should be the one who should be guilty, why is Dazai so righteous?Yato thought unconvinced.

After dinner, Reiji Tsukishiro received news from Maeno's editor and went to the study to discuss the comics in detail.

Yato was about to return the coin to Osamu Dazai, when he glanced towards the direction of the study from the corner of his eye, and then asked.

"You came here because of his wish, right?"

This "he" definitely refers to Matsuda Jinpei!

Yato's fingers froze, and the coin at his fingertips trembled and couldn't hold it, and it tended to fall if he didn't pay attention.

Thinking back carefully, he said at most, "One or two wishes that I can't fulfill"...

So how on earth did Osamu Dazai know?

Yato couldn't figure it out.

Taking a deep breath, Yato pretended to be stupid: "Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about—"

"Is this my wish?" Osamu Dazai looked at him with his chin in his hands, as if he didn't pay attention to the real answer behind the question, but was interested in testing the wish mechanism of the "God of Wishes".

"..." This made Yato not know what to say for a while, "Uh, no."

"Well..." Osamu Dazai nodded, "So just like some killers, absolutely protect customer information."

"No, no, no matter what you think, it's wrong, right?" Yato shook his head repeatedly.

What a weird analogy.

"Then what if the price is increased." Osamu Dazai then started thinking, and some killers increased the price by ten times or twenty times, allowing the target to kill the customer instead.

It's better to say that this is also a way to make money, after all, there are more people who cherish their lives.

"I'm really sorry hahaha, I have something to do and I'm leaving first." Yato wiped off the sweat from his forehead, like getting rid of a hot potato, and quickly put the coins on the table in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Goodbye, Reiji~" He shouted towards the study room, and hurriedly left.

In the face of Osamu Dazai, it is better to ask him to find Bishamonten!

Yato shook his head, forcing himself to forget the feeling of walking a tightrope just now.

Reiji Tsukishiro answered the phone and came out. The dishes on the table had been cleared away. He looked at the kitchen sink with his head, and it was refreshing.

"Yato is gone?" It's unlikely that Yato cleaned up.He turned around and looked around, but he didn't find Yato's figure.

Osamu Dazai opened a bottle of strawberry milk for him, "Well, let's go."

"Didn't you say anything?" Tsukishiro Reiji asked vaguely with a straw in his mouth.

"No." Osamu Dazai replied curtly.

strangeness.

Tsukishiro Reiji glanced at it, and sat down on the sofa next to Osamu Dazai, two hot heat sources squeezed into the corner of the big sofa.

"It always felt like something was going to happen again," he muttered.

This night was very calm, so calm that there was a feeling that a storm was about to come.

At noon the next day, Reiji Tsukishiro came back from school. There was no class in the afternoon, and Teacher Xiaochun drove him home to rest.

Even though he repeatedly assured that he was fine, Teacher Xiaochun still frowned deeply, "The task of the project is not important to anyone, don't think I don't know, go back and rest quickly."

Tsukishiro Reiji had no choice but to agree.

He thought that at this point Osamu Dazai was probably still lying on the bed and refused to move, so he went to the convenience store and bought two boxes of gyudon rice, took them home and warmed them up in the microwave and they were ready to eat.

There are two eggs left in the refrigerator, let's cook another pot of tomato and egg soup.

After lunch was set, he pushed open the door and shouted to the back room: "Dazai? I'm back. I have too many things in my hand so I haven't sent a message. Have you ordered takeaway yet?"

Except for the faint echo hitting the ears, there was no other sound.

Reiji Tsukishiro put down the bags from the convenience store and walked towards the bedroom: "Dazai?"

Unscrew the doorknob, the quilt is neat and there is no one.

Hey, have you gone out yet?

He was about to send a text message to Osamu Dazai, when he returned to the living room, he found a familiar mobile phone on the table.

Wait, this isn't what he's been looking for—for an instant, Reiji Tsukishiro forgot the movement of sending a text message, and took a few quick steps to pick up the phone.

That's right, it's his, and the small chipped paint in the lower right corner is exactly the same.

Press the lock screen button, the battery is fully charged, the wallpaper has not been changed, it is a landscape photo I kept casually.

Enter the password proficiently, and the password has not been changed.

is a good sign.Tsukishiro Reiji comforted himself unconsciously.

It seems that Osamu Dazai helped him find it, there is almost no trace of damage, and the contents of the phone seem to be untouched. It seems that it was just forgotten in a corner by Reiji Tsukishiro, and he suddenly found it today and continued to use it.

After hastily confirming the address book and chat software, after there was nothing wrong, Reiji Tsukishiro retreated to the background and clicked on the text message.

On the first page, none of the unread messages was a text message from Matsuda Jinpei.

The marketing text messages of the merchants are sent by some who know this mobile phone number somehow, let's call them "fan" messages.

Even different people recharge the phone bill for this number. A recent message shows that the phone bill balance under this number has reached an astonishing 20 yen.

Tsukishiro Reiji guessed that it was the reason why someone picked up his various materials some time ago.

Jumping to the fifth page, Reiji Tsukishiro saw a large area of ​​read.

It was the exchange of information when using the mobile phone normally at that time.

Turning a page forward, I finally saw the word "array" surrounded by Su Bai's profile picture.

Tsukishiro Reiji glanced over, and the words that had been hidden countless times but stopped were imprinted on the retina, and the brain couldn't even interpret its literal meaning at the first time——

So much so that he quickly opened the text message, and stared at the black and white text piled up with pixels, he was stunned for a second or two before he realized it.

I like you.

This is what Matsuda Jinpei wanted to say to her when life and death were at stake, confession.

Tsukishiro Reiji stood there helplessly.

He couldn't find out that the text message was read.

The warm light suddenly became exhausted, splashing on Tsukishiro Reiji, burning hot.

Awful.

The field of vision is like a melting painting of Dali, reflecting his distorted self-portrait.

In his brain, Tsukishiro Reiji tried to return to the dark and damp room in his memory, and he tried to imagine Matsuda Jinpei trapped under the collapsed building.

He saw the dark red spots on Matsuda's neck and shoulders, and the upper arm that was shot was bleeding.

Blood is red, dripping on the screen is also bright red...

But everything exists not only in a momentary trance, but in the past.

The brain was buzzing, and Reiji Tsukishiro realized that this was the reason why Matsuda Jinpei avoided it, and even the topic that suddenly changed...

The other party may have discovered the relationship between himself and Dazai Osamu, so he thoughtfully chose to divert his attention.

The light still showed a strange sense of distortion, Tsukishiro Reiji turned around unsteadily, and his waist scraped against the hard corner of the table.

He clutched the phone unconsciously.

His finger bones turned white.

He forgot to change the indoor slippers on his feet, and was about to open the door, but he opened the door one step ahead of him, hitting his shoulder, causing him to stagger back a few steps.

Looking up, it's Osamu Dazai.

The pitch-black pupils looked over, with emotions that Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't understand.

Suddenly the memory fragments flashed back, and the text message was read before he opened it——

Who opened it?

"'If I did something bad'..." Reiji Tsukishiro subconsciously recalled Osamu Dazai's words.

He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth in vain, like a thirsty fish.

Why did Osamu Dazai take his cell phone?Now what is the purpose of deliberately spreading things out in front of his eyes?

Countless doubts emerged from my heart, entangled together, and I couldn't figure out the source.

"I think," he said with difficulty, licking his parched upper lip, "I need to be quiet."

Osamu Dazai clearly caught the confusion and bewilderment in Tsukishiro Reiji's eyes.

But there is no disappointment, no doubt, no alienation in the light blue eyes that are close at hand——

His lover still believed in him, almost unconditionally.

Osamu Dazai couldn't explain the momentary shock in his heart. From the very beginning, a thorough pessimist could only simulate countless depressing endings.

They will doubt, quarrel, and break up like countless secular couples.

Osamu Dazai hated the world, so when he was waiting for the second boot to fall, he pushed it and took the initiative to spread the evidence to the bright side.

As for the "breakup", he even forced himself to accept it in advance, and for this he built a seemingly hard disguise in advance, because he was unwilling to hope for the hope of a dream.

But Tsukishiro Reiji's eyes bypassed all the lines of defense constructed by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help caressing his lover's cheek.

"Dazai..." Tsukishiro Reiji didn't realize Dazai Osamu's extremely chaotic thoughts, he lowered his eyes to avoid Dazai Osamu's substantive sight, but he didn't avoid his movements.

"Perhaps you would like to show me my sophistry?" Osamu Dazai changed back into Osamu Dazai, holding Reiji Tsukishiro's other hand, silently tracing the lines on his palm.

"..." Reiji Tsukishiro was confused by Osamu Dazai's bluntness for a moment.

Sophistry, so it means admitting?

What did Osamu Dazai acquiesce to?

Tsukishiro Reiji's bad mood was slightly wiped away by his swindling words.

"What are you trying to quibble about?"

Sensing that his mood was a little slow, Osamu Dazai quietly knocked back the opened door with his toes, and slowly wrapped him into his arms, resting his chin on his neck.

"Is Reiji angry?" There was a sense of intimacy and flirtatiousness in the long tone.

"En." After a pause, Reiji Tsukishiro responded lightly.

He calmed down now, thinking that no matter how powerful Osamu Dazai was, he couldn't have predicted this kind of thing a few months in advance.

It was an accident, a disturbing accident.

"Someone was monitoring your mobile phone," Dazai Osamu explained. To be honest, there were even more than one person monitoring.

"You should tell me." Tsukishiro Reiji pursed his lips and said forcefully.

It's not that he doesn't know Dazai Osamu's obscurity, but this time...it's a coincidence.

Coincidentally, the problem between the two of them was clearly stated.

"In the future, I will not hide anything from you." Osamu Dazai closed his eyelids and made a promise.

Tsukishiro Reiji closed his eyes, of course he understood the weight of Dazai's words.

A moment, maybe a long time.

Reiji Tsukishiro said sullenly: "I'm still angry."

"And it won't calm down for a while." He added seriously.

After finishing speaking, the warm heat source pressing on his body trembled slightly, Tsukishiro Reiji was puzzled for a second or two, until a trace of a smile leaked from Dazai Osamu's lips.

The lover is acting like a baby.

cute.

want to kiss.

Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back and kissed him, and Reiji Tsukishiro's subconscious response ignited the temperature even more.

The hot flashes of love are accompanied by the trembling between the lips and teeth, sweeping the senses at the nerve endings.

The rosy glow that had faded on Tsukishiro Reiji's face regained consciousness, she was angry before, but this time she was annoyed.

He was dizzy from being kissed and couldn't concentrate. Tsukishiro Reiji became even more angry, but this kind of anger was different from the anger that burns reason. Spend in confrontation.

Shame and anger burned from his internal organs to the palms of his hands and feet, and he was almost drowned.

Before the escalation of the war, Reiji Tsukishiro broke away from Osamu Dazai, rubbed his lower lip that was a little sore from being sucked, feeling ashamed and annoyed, and couldn't say anything serious, so he just said dryly: "I won't come back tonight !"

After speaking, he rushed out the door, and Osamu Dazai, who was still unresponsive, stood there dazedly pressing the small cut on his lip that was bitten.

Obviously it hurts to touch, but his mind is full of his lover's hot breath, the red eye corners, and the sunset glow that burns from the sky to the ears, beautiful and magnificent.

Licking off the blood from his fingertips, Osamu Dazai realized that he seemed to be really, completely screwed.