I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

At noon that day, Terao Yashu came home from get out of class and saw Dazai's shoes at the entrance.

Dazai is home?This time is a little early.

He went upstairs and found Dazai sleeping soundly in the bedroom. He should have just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, and he was wearing his clothes.

Dazai always dislikes his clothes being too small, but he wears his clothes every time he takes a shower.

The afternoon sunlight twisted into threads, making the sleeping face transparent and clean.

He stepped forward quietly, checked the wounds on Dazai's body, and he was relieved when he found that Dazai had only a few scratches on his wrists and neck.

He was so worried, every time Dazai ran out to fight, his nerves were highly tense, for fear that the bullets and weapons would not be eye-catching.

He fetched the medicine box, knelt and sat by the bed, and helped to deal with the few small scrapes.

He had already moved as lightly as possible, but the other party was awakened quickly, and muttered, "Mr. Terao?"

"Well, it's me, go to sleep."

Dazai was bleary-eyed, his hair was messed up on the pillow, curled up in the blanket like a lazy cat basking in the sun.

Slowly blinked and looked at him for a while, then suddenly rushed over and hugged him, crying out pain.

"It hurts, Mr. Terao, look—" Dazai raised the wound on his hand in front of him seriously, "I was seriously injured."

It's not heavy, it's just a little scratch, Dazai started to deliberately create a weak image again.

Terao Yashu nodded, and cooperated with the other party to play the game: "Yes, it's really serious, I saw it, so I'm applying medicine for you."

"Look, look, the skin here is red—"

"Yes, yes, lie down obediently, and I will deal with it for you."

At this time, the other party changed his posture and hugged him, resting his head in his arms, almost pushing him down on the bed.

He had just finished playing basketball and was dripping with sweat, but his clothes were still slightly damp.

But the other party didn't care at all, he put his hand into his clothes, and the slightly cool fingertips brushed over the hot pores on his body, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"You let go, I didn't take a shower."

"It's okay..." The other party buried his face in his neck and sniffed, "Mr. Terao smells very fragrant, even after exercising...let me smell it again..."

Yashu Terao could only smell the pungent smell of the potion.

After treating the wound, he made lunch himself.

He is not good at cooking. Although he has learned it several times, the food he makes is barely edible.

After the rice was ready, he took a sip, and felt that the taste was a bit strange, but Dazai ate it happily, and there was not a single bite left.

"Mr. Terao, did the boss bully you at work today?"

"as usual."

The leader didn't bully him, but tortured him silently, and every time he tortured him unbearably, he would suddenly give him some sweetness again, making him confused.

For example, give him a gift, or invite him to dinner, or take the initiative to ask him questions.

Terao Yashu recalled what the leader said before, and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Dazai is very powerful. I thought you were bragging before, but it turns out that you are really in a relationship with the leader? How did you catch up with the leader?"

Dazai made a puking expression: "Who is he in love with?"

"You said it. You said that you two have the same mind. Besides, if the leader doesn't like you, why would you keep your original red scarf?"

Dazai's face changed when he heard the word "red scarf".

Afterwards, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly showed suspicion: "Hey, you think I was in a relationship with the leader before, so why aren't you jealous?"

"I need to be jealous?"

What the hell, the leader also asked him "Why aren't you jealous" a few hours ago, the brain circuits of these two people are exactly the same.

He thinks being jealous is a very childish behavior, if Dazai hadn't dated him, then he might be jealous and feel a sense of loss that he can't ask for.

But now that he has chased Dazai, is there any need to be jealous?

He is different from Dazai, he has a sense of security.

After eating, he went to clear the table, Dazai yelled to help him, and kept walking around him, but in fact he was making trouble for him.

When he was washing the dishes, the other party deliberately blew air on the back of his neck. Because of the itching, his hands trembled and almost broke the plate.

"No trouble."

Then I had to squeeze the dishwashing liquid for him, but I squeezed out a thick puddle, which made him foam and made the whole pool sticky.

Terao Yashu knew that he was deliberately playing a prank, so he didn't bother to talk to him.

Seeing that he ignored him, Dazai simply hugged him from behind, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Terao, give me a kiss."

"..."

"Kiss me, kiss me and I won't mess with you."

He could only turn his head away, kissed the other party, and the other party was satisfied, and ran to the sofa to play games.

When Dazai is caring, he is really caring, and when he is mischievous, he is really noisy.

At this time, his mobile phone on the table rang, and someone sent him a message. Because his hands were wet, he said to Dazai: "Please help me to see who sent it."

Dazai glanced at the phone screen and couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's from your senior Kise, reminding you not to miss tomorrow's basketball game."

"You give him a reply and say that I will be there on time."

Dazai picked up the phone and began to murmur, "Tch, Kise-senpai, Kise-senpai...your senior is really devoted to you, he has to come to inform you about such a trivial matter..."

"Mr. Dazai, if you are jealous, you can say it directly, without being ambiguous."

Dazai had accumulated a lot of grievances from the very beginning, and at this moment he erupted a little: "Why, why am I the only jealous of you, why don't you jealous of me?"

He has always been jealous of Terao Yasuke, Kise-senpai, Bai Lan-senpai, a bunch of messy seniors all around him.

But Terao Yashu never took his jealousy.

Before, Dazai deliberately acted like a baby to Oda, deliberately acting like a baby in a disgusting way, but Terao Yashu saw it and was indifferent.

Why?

Hearing his complaint, Terao Yasuke couldn't laugh or cry, "Is being jealous a behavior worthy of promotion and promotion?"

Dazai nodded solemnly, "Of course, being jealous is very necessary, and it's a way to convey affection to your lover."

He wiped the plate, "Yo, Mr. Dazai has also become a love expert?"

Enraged by his casual attitude, Dazai started to lose his temper, and kept yelling "I think you don't care about me as much as I care about you", "You must be jealous of me", "If you are not jealous, I will run away with someone else " and the like.

Terao Yasuke looked at the other party's fury with a half-smile, and patiently listened to the other party's complaints.

Dazai laughed at him all day for his emotional fragility, but Dazai himself was not much better.

In the end, he was really tired of listening, stepped forward, hugged Dazai, and ended the other party's chatter with a kiss.

Dazai is only 22 years old now, is it possible that he will act like a baby until he is 40 or [-]?

The school is going to be on winter vacation soon, and the closer the holiday is, the more intense the basketball games in the school seem to be deliberately trying to drain their last bit of energy before the holiday.

Since Terao Yashu came out of the closet, the number of girls around him has decreased a lot, but every time during the intermission, some girls still run over to hand him towels.

The people in the sports department are as friendly as ever, inviting him to social gatherings and dinners frequently, and they have always expressed their desire to meet his boyfriend.

After he finished playing the game this afternoon, people from the sports department took the trouble to invite him: "Terao, will you come to our sports department's dinner tonight?"

"I'm not going."

"Come on, you don't go to parties all the time, it looks like you don't fit in."

He looked troubled.

Kise next to him was replenishing his water. Seeing his embarrassed expression, he couldn't help explaining to him: "Terao's house is far away, and it will be too late to go home after the party. It's not safe for him to go home alone."

"Hey, it's okay, Terao, you can ask your boyfriend to pick you up."

He shook his head, "my boyfriend can't come, he may be a little busy."

Dazai never communicated or got together with his classmates, and recently he rarely appeared in front of his classmates. After a long time, his classmates became suspicious.

"Terao, have you had a fight with your boyfriend? He hasn't come to school to pick you up recently."

"I can go home by myself, no one else needs to pick me up."

"Why doesn't he come to our parties? Does he not want to get to know us?"

"No, he's busy."

"How can this be? Look, it's getting dark, no matter how busy he is, he still wants to call to greet you, right?"

The rest also echoed: "We also feel that your boyfriend doesn't care about you at all."

Terao Yasuke has been explaining to everyone, wanting to express "in fact, my boyfriend cares about me very much", but he is not very good at eloquence, the more he explains, the more pale he becomes.

That's why he hates human interaction, he's not very good at it.

He hemmed and hawed perfunctorily, but in the end Huang Lai couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened his mouth to help him out.

"Hey, how Terao is doing with his boyfriend is his business, why are you asking so many questions?"

"Oh, we're just fighting for him."

"Aren't you embarrassed to see him? Don't ask."

As Kise said, he threw a bottle of sports drink into Terao Yasuke's arms, "Replenish your strength, and ignore them."

Everyone joked for a while, and finally turned the topic over.

Yashu Terao was not used to this kind of lively atmosphere, so he refused the party, and bid farewell to everyone after the game and left.

Huang Lai went to take the tram with him, and he couldn't help but thank Huang Lai: "Senior, thank you very much today."

Every time he was clumsy and didn't know what to say, Kise would help him to prevent him from getting into an embarrassing situation.

The relationship between him and Huang Lai has returned to the same level as before. Huang Lai never mentioned the matter of pursuing him again, and deliberately kept a certain distance from him, and no longer hugged his shoulders or other intimate actions.

Huang Lai showed helplessness: "Terao, don't be such a bun with your character. Next time they talk about something you don't like, you have to be tougher and tell them to shut up."

"This is too unfriendly, and they are not malicious."

"They are not malicious, but you have to learn to refuse. You can't always be so weak. If you step into work in the future, your weak appearance will easily be bullied by your colleagues."

He almost laughed out loud when he heard this. None of his colleagues dared to bully him, but they were all afraid of him.

This is also the reason for the generation gap between him and his classmates. He looks young, but he has already had a lot of bloody experiences, which made him unable to integrate into his peers.

"Terao, you and your boyfriend haven't seen each other very much lately?"

He nodded, "well, he's been busy all the time, rarely at home, and I can't see him even if I want to."

"Can't you ask him to take a day off to stay with you at home?"

He also thought that he could act coquettishly to Dazai and pester Dazai not to let him go out to work, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The people in the detective agency were already dissatisfied with him, if he didn't let Dazai go out to work, the detective agency would only dislike him even more.

Seeing his lonely expression, Kise Ryota felt a little distressed, and habitually wanted to rub his hair, but felt that this behavior was inappropriate, so she withdrew her hand abruptly.

"In short, the most important thing is that you are happy... No matter who you associate with, don't wrong yourself."

Terao Yasuke disagreed with his statement, "If I really like a person, in order to be with him, then it's okay for me to be wronged."

Kise didn't know what to say, the other party's innocence made him want to laugh: "Terao, you are really an idiot."

"Why do you say that about me?"

"It's nothing." The other party looked out the window and sighed silently in his heart, "I just... regret it a bit."

He regretted not confessing his love to Terao Yasuke earlier.

Things in this world are really strange. If you are just a little bit late, you will miss the opportunity and regret it for life.

After getting off the tram, they chatted casually all the way. When they got to the road near his house, he saw his villa from a distance.

The villa was pitch dark, and tonight he had to stay alone in the vacant room.

It was hard for him to take a day off, but Dazai had to work tonight, so he couldn't go home to accompany him.

Began to be a widow before getting married, these days are really dark.

When he arrived in front of his house, he said goodbye to Kise. Kise was smiling and waving at him one second, but his face changed suddenly in the next second, and he covered his waist with one hand, showing a painful expression.

"what happened?"

Kise waved his hand, "Ah, it's okay——"

After repeated questioning, the other party finally admitted: "I got hurt when I played basketball in the afternoon. I thought it was okay, but it suddenly started to hurt just now."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Kise lifted up a corner of his clothes, and saw a large scratch on his waist, which was already red and swollen, and blood was oozing out.

Terao Yasuke is a doctor, and it is impossible to ignore this situation: "You come into the house with me first, and I will help you treat the wound."

Kise hesitated, "It's so late, it's not good."

"I know, you should treat the wound at my house first, and then I will drive you to the hospital for bandaging. You fell so hard, you should go to the hospital for an examination."

"You drove me to the hospital?" Kise showed a strange expression, "Do you have a car?"

Terao Yashu is an orphan, why is he so rich?

Ignoring Kise's doubts, he opened the door with his fingerprint lock. After opening the door, the room was pitch black.

He wanted to fumble to turn on the light, when a voice came from the living room: "Mr. Terao—"

Dazai's voice.

His hand holding Kise froze.

He turned on the light, and saw Dazai got up from the sofa, stretched himself, and yawned long.

Dazai looked at the two people in front of the door, without any surprise on his face, instead he pretended to be cheerful: "Ah, you brought the guests back~"

Huang Lai recognized the other party at a glance, and felt embarrassed: "Is your boyfriend at home?"

Dazai stared at Terao Yasuke's hand holding her, and suddenly tilted his head, showing a gentle smile: "What do you mean I'm at home, do you want to come here when I'm not at home?"

"..."

"Mr. Terao, what does he mean by this, I don't understand, please explain to me~"

It's over.Terao Yashu thought to himself.

He understood Dazai's expression, on the surface he was calm, but in fact his mind had already started to go crazy.

He thought that Dazai was not at home tonight, but he didn't expect to bump into the muzzle of a gun.