I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Terao Yashu didn't resist anymore, was kissed by the other party for a long time, and then heard the other party say: "Mr. Terao, don't regret it."

"Ah."

The other party still hesitated, "You really don't regret it?"

"Are you endless?"

Impatient, he grabbed the other party's tie, pulled him roughly, and kissed her.

A few hours later, Yasuhiro Terao called to ask for leave. His superior begged him, saying "the boss will be angry if you don't come to work", but he ignored it and hung up.

He turned off the phone, returned to the bed, kissed Dazai again, and let the other party enjoy him.

For two whole days, they didn't go anywhere, they lingered upstairs and downstairs.

Bedrooms, living rooms, bathrooms, cramped and dark attics, anywhere.In the end, both of them had their sanity eaten away, the air around them was frozen, and the boundaries of everything disappeared.

As Dazai said, make him a part of his own body, possess everything, bite and crush him, melt him into his consciousness, and then tear him to shreds with his own hands.

It is long overdue.

When he woke up the next day, not knowing whether it was day or night, he thought it was time to go to work, so he got up.

But at this time Dazai was also awakened by him, he held down his wrist, and leaned forward, "Wait a little longer."

After taking a shower, he went downstairs to have breakfast, they sat and chatted face to face, halfway through the meal they kissed again, and then he was pressed on the table.

He then showered and changed again, saying: "I really should go to work."

Dazai nodded: "Well, I can't bear to squeeze Mr. Terao dry."

But when he was changing clothes in the bedroom, the other party came over quietly and put him down on the bed.

Then he gave up and lay down resignedly.

In the past two days, he has only one feeling: he can have no work, can not eat or drink, can cut off all relations with the outside world, whether it is sunny or rainy outside has nothing to do with him, but he must be with Dazai.

You must be able to see the other party as soon as you open your eyes, you must be able to touch the other party with a slight lift of your hand, and you must be able to kiss the other party with one side of your head.

Then he discovered that Dazai's physical strength was surprisingly good.

He used to think that Dazai was delicate and weak, and he couldn't even unscrew a can on weekdays. Every time he opened a can, he would run over to him and yell, "Mr. Terao, my twisting hand hurts so much, please help me."

When I walked for a little longer, I complained of being tired, and when my hands were burned while cooking, I screamed for him to hug, but when he hugged me a little tighter, I complained of pain again.

She is usually so weak, but she looks like a different person in bed.

Terao Yashu thought that his physical strength was good, but he overestimated himself, he would be exhausted soon, and then he called to stop.

The other party said leisurely: "Wait a little longer."

"Stop, I'm really tired..."

Seeing this, the other party leaned over and kissed his temples, then hugged him, but continued after he had rested enough.

He doesn't understand.

Dazai used to pretend, definitely.He should have thought a long time ago how a muscular man could be so weak.

Compared with Dazai, he looks like made of paper.

He didn't quite remember how he spent these two days, he only felt that he was wet, and every time his hair was still wet, he had to go into the bathroom to take a shower again, and he always smelled of shower gel.

Finally on Monday morning, he woke up on Dazai's arm, and found that Dazai was staring at him with his head down, as if carefully observing his face.

He suddenly found that most of the time when he woke up, Dazai would be sitting beside his bed, looking at him like this.

"What time is it?" He asked confusedly.

Dazai didn't answer, he stroked his face with his hand, he leaned over actively, leaned his face against the opponent's hand, and rubbed it lightly.

"Mr. Terao, have you slept well these two days?"

He nodded.

"Isn't it good to be full of sleep?"

"what?"

"How long has it been since you slept well?" Dazai sighed, "You used to study so hard, you often didn't sleep for several days in a row, and your mental state was particularly poor every day. I really feel sorry for you."

"..."

"But you should have slept enough in the past two days, and your complexion has improved a lot. Don't stay up late anymore, and go to bed on time even when you are on duty. Don't worry me, okay?"

In the past two days, except for eating and sleeping, he really felt much better, and he didn't have the groggy feeling of fatigue before.

"Anyway, Mr. Terao, if you don't sleep well in the future, I will force you to do adult exercises and make you tired until you fall asleep."

"Are you crazy, you."

"Because you can't resist me at all, Mr. Terao is very obedient in bed."

He was about to get angry, but Dazai laughed and comforted him: "Okay, go to school, I have no problem if you don't go to work, but it's okay if you don't go to school."

Dazai went downstairs to make him breakfast, he put on his clothes, opened the window to let the cold wind pour in, and washed away the lust in the house.

Speaking of which, Dazai has been taking good care of him, but he doesn't seem to care about his body at all.

Dazai will cook for him seriously, but he rarely eats; he will tell him not to touch alcohol, but he often drinks on an empty stomach; he will order him to sleep well, but he rarely sleeps.

He ate breakfast, and when he was packing his textbooks, a black box fell out of his schoolbag.

Dazai picked up the box, "What is this?"

He was a little guilty, but he would not lie, so he honestly admitted: "It was a gift from the leader, the watch."

Seeing that Dazai narrowed his eyes, he quickly explained: "He forced me to accept it. I wanted to throw it away, but I didn't dare to throw it in the infirmary. I had to put it in my schoolbag, and then I forgot about it."

"Yo, your leader is really considerate. I know your watch is broken, and I will give you a new one right away, which is even more qualified than my boyfriend."

"..."

Seeing his expression of doing something wrong, Dazai softened his heart, and rubbed his hair, "Don't be afraid, I didn't blame you, it's not your fault."

"Aren't you angry?"

"If I want to be angry, I am also angry with the leader. Why should I be angry with you?"

Dazai stared at the watch for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more weird he felt, but he didn't show it, "Can you give me this watch?"

"Take it away, I don't want to wear it anyway."

Terao Yasuke went to pack his schoolbag, while Dazai went upstairs, found tools and secretly disassembled the dial of the watch, and finally found a tiny monitor inside.

"Heh." He sneered, crushing the monitor in his hands, "You are so pervasive, you even have to install a monitor as a gift."

In other words, what he and Terao Yasuke did in the house these past few days have been heard clearly by the leader, right?

Well, not necessarily, after all, the monitor is hidden in the box, separated by so many layers, it is estimated that not much sound can pass through.

But still too much.

Dazai often found all kinds of monitors on Terao Yasuke, on schoolbags, clothes, and even the soles of shoes.

After all, Terao Yasuke is a former killer with the most basic anti-detection ability. He can usually find the monitor on his body, but the leader's hiding method is more sophisticated, and he hides more and more concealed every time.

But Dazai can find the location of those monitors every time, after all, they use the same brain to think, and he can think of what the leader can think of.

The two of them have the same way of thinking, and the way of thinking is also synchronized, which is very troublesome, because whenever he wants to implement any strategy, the leader will immediately think of a countermeasure.

So they are currently in a state of two-phase equilibrium, no one can calculate the other, and no one can kill the other.

After Terao Yasuke had breakfast, the two of them went to the station to take the train together.

It will be Christmas Eve in a few days, and the closer to Christmas, the weather becomes exceptionally clear, with no cloud for several days and no sign of snowfall.

Christmas without snow is kind of boring.But this year he finally had a boyfriend, and he was finally able to enjoy the "half price for couples" discount at the milk tea shop.

The feeling of being able to show off your boyfriend to others at any time is really good and addictive.

When the car was approaching, Dazai suddenly rushed over from behind, caught him off guard, and his tall figure enveloped him.

"Mr. Terao..."

"Don't make trouble, you're going to be late."

Dazai refused to let go, and kissed his neck from behind. He became alert and pushed him away, "No, don't stay outside, the neighbors will see you."

It's fine to hold hands outside, but it's too weird to make out in front of others, he doesn't have such a face.

"Mr. Terao... I have dedicated myself to you, and you will be responsible to me from now on."

"Did you say the opposite?"

In the past two days, he was the only one who was tortured to death, and he should be responsible if he was responsible.

"I don't care, you, um, you are now a part of my body, if you are forcibly stripped from my body, I will die of pain... You must never abandon me."

Dazai is not very good at saying such nasty words, every time he says it he is very reluctant, which makes him want to laugh.

Although they were already like this, Dazai still looked insecure, still looked at him with that pitiful look, and lingered on him without letting go.

"Hey, why are you laughing, I mean it."

Terao Yashu nodded, "Well, well, I see, it is very rare to hear Mr. Dazai say such love words to me in my lifetime."

Dazai muttered, "I'm not good at saying those words..."

He knew that it didn't matter if Dazai didn't speak, he would.

Dazai was pestering him, when a voice suddenly came from the opposite side: "Dazai?"

Terao Yashu felt the voice was very familiar, looked up, and saw Oda standing opposite, with a strange expression on his face.

"Mr. Oda?" Terao Yasuke greeted the other party, "Where are you going?"

Oda walked towards them, but his eyes skipped him, and instead stared at his boyfriend behind him, "Dazai, are you here?"

Dazai was taken aback for a moment, then let go of him, and rushed towards Oda enthusiastically, "Ah, Oda Tsukuru~"

"It's really you. People from the detective agency have been looking for you. Where have you been?"

Dazai didn't answer his question, but kept walking around him, sizing him up carefully, "Odasaku, you didn't shave when you went out today~"

"forgotten."

"Long time no see, let's take a group photo." Dazai happily took out his mobile phone, "Come on, stand here a little bit, yes, compare yourself with scissorhands."

Terao Yashu was confused: "You two know each other?"

Not only do we know each other, but we feel very close.

Wait, detective agency?