I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

In the early hours of the morning, Takenzai returned home from a fight, yawned and changed shoes at the entrance.

"Mr. Terao—"

He habitually yelled in that lengthy tone, which was deliberately painful and weak, so as to arouse the other party's sympathy.

This time Terao Yashu ran down the stairs to hug him as usual, but his body was trembling.

"What's wrong?" Dazai felt his fear strongly, wondering, "What are you afraid of, I'm not hurt this time."

Dazai felt bad, and then saw the page of paper in his hand, his smile froze.

"The book was torn?"

Dazai held the page, looked at the text on it, and the page number on the lower right corner, speechless, "What did you do?"

"..."

"Hey, Terao-san, you've caused a lot of trouble."

"...I don't know, is this serious?"

Dazai didn't know what to say, he hugged him after a wry smile, and stroked his back with his hand, trying to calm his fear.

Dazai vaguely remembered that the book had been filled to the brim, and then the last page was torn off, and this process was irreversible.

Then he must go back.

Terao Yashu lay in his arms, apologizing non-stop, "I didn't mean it, I didn't know it would happen...will you die?"

"No, don't be afraid." Dazai felt sorry for his appearance, and comforted him softly, "I won't die."

"..."

"But no more than three months, I will return to the leader's body, our two memories and consciousness will merge, and we will become the same person."

There is no way to turn back, there is no point in being angry and complaining, no matter how much he hates the leader, no matter how reluctant he is, he must accept this result.

The leader should not refuse. After all, the leader has always wanted to kill him. The leader wants to inherit his memory and his boyfriend by the way.

Terao Yasu raised his head from his arms, his eyes were red, "Then I have to accept this result too?"

Dazai sighed, "Mr. Terao, I will not force you to accept it."

"What if I don't accept it?"

Dazai fell silent, but the answer was obvious - Dazai might die.

The reason why Dazai is alive is because he desperately tied Dazai to this world. If he left, Dazai might die.

"Mr. Terao, I will not kidnap you with death, because it would be unfair to you, so you can either choose to forget me, or choose to accept me after fusion."

He couldn't accept either of these.

"After the fusion, is that still you?"

"Essentially speaking, Osamu Dazai after fusion is the real Osamu Dazai, and I am incomplete now. If you choose to accept us, then you may have to accept him, the other side of me."

He doesn't accept it.

This is contrary to his concept of love. He can only like one person in his life, and he cannot fall in love with two people at the same time.

Although it was still dark, Terao Yashu left home alone and went to school alone.

His mind was in a mess all day, he turned off his phone, he didn't want to contact Dazai, and he didn't want to meet anyone.

Regarding this matter, he has no way to resent Dazai, if it is not forced, the other party will not deliberately conceal him.

The person he hates is about to become the same person as the person he likes the most.

He can't take it, he still can't take it.

He didn't want to go to work at night, but several seriously injured patients came to the infirmary. Due to his duty as a doctor, he couldn't refuse, so he could only go to help treat them.

During the work process, his mind was dizzy, and he almost mixed up the medicine.

Around seven o'clock, Higuchi Ichiyo came off work and came to visit him, and invited him to go shopping at the mall tomorrow night, because tomorrow night is the promotion day for Christmas Eve.

Higuchi was as enthusiastic as ever, clasping his hands together, carrying the little girl's longing for the festival, "Senior Terao, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, have you received the gift yet?"

Heh, I got it, his boyfriend suddenly split into two, this is really the best gift, it gave him a great surprise.

"Senior, are you free tomorrow night? Do you want to go shopping with me to buy gifts... Wait, why do you look so bad?"

Higuchi found him crying and was puzzled.

Terao Yashu's heart is relatively big, and she seldom gets sad because of anything, and rarely shows such a bitter and bitter expression.

"Senior—" Higuchi touched his shoulder with a worried tone, "Are you feeling unwell?"

He's not unwell, he's a jerk.

Why, why did he have to be cheap at that time, why did he touch that book?

He hated himself, and hated the leader.

"Higuchi—" he said weakly, "I suddenly discovered that the boyfriend I have been dating before is actually two people, but it looks like two people, but in fact they can become one person..."

Higuchi was confused, "I don't understand."

He didn't understand either, he just tore a page of the book, why did this happen?

Forget it, get to work, the patient is innocent, he can't go wrong anymore.

He tidied up his messy thoughts and asked his subordinates, "Who is the patient who is coming tonight?"

"leader."

He froze for a moment, "Huh?"

"The leader was attacked by the enemy organization just now, and his arm was injured. He has to come to the infirmary to bandage."

Outrageous, if the leader is injured, he should invite a professional medical team to the office for diagnosis and treatment, and then formulate a special medical plan. The leader should not lower his figure to visit this small infirmary in person.

After tearing up the book yesterday, he fled from the office.

Before running away, he vaguely heard the leader say with a smile: "You asked for this, no wonder I."

Needless to say, let's run.

He quickly packed up his things and wanted to run away, but unfortunately he was one step too late.

When he opened the door, the leader himself stood outside the infirmary, followed by a group of bodyguards in suits.

He swallowed.

"Ah, Mr. Terao." The leader smiled, "Long time no see."

"..."

"What's the matter, why do you look at me with such hatred? It's like I killed your boyfriend. Did I kill your boyfriend?"

It was as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

After the leader took off the voice changer, his voice was exactly the same as Dazai's, his brows were furrowed, and even the corners of his mouth curled up when he smiled was exactly the same as Dazai's.

If they met for the first time, he would have fallen in love with this face at first sight.

The people in the entire infirmary had never seen the appearance of the leader. Seeing the chaos and panic, they all lowered their heads and knelt on the ground to show respect.

Seeing everyone knelt down to salute, Terao Yashu still stood there motionless.

Higuchi reminded him in a low voice: "Senior, kneel down."

He was indifferent, and silently tore off a page from the medical record, pretending not to hear.

His knees are naturally straight and cannot be bent.

The leader had long been used to his virtue, and looked at him with a half-smile, walked to the side of the hospital bed and sat down, stretched out his arm, revealing a blood-stained bandage.

"Come here and heal me."

The leader's hair was disheveled, his clothes had scratches and dust from shrapnel, his lips were red, and there was a cold smear of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The medical staff on the side hurried forward, but he stopped him, and then he pointed at Terao Yashu with his bloodstained finger: "It's not you, let him come."

Terao Yashu stood there without moving, and said indifferently, "That's not good, leader, you are delicate and expensive, and I have no right to touch you."

"You are not qualified to touch, but others are qualified? You are the supervisor here."

"I could resign now."

Seeing his tough attitude, the leader was also annoyed, so he nodded, "Okay, whatever you want, if you don't treat my wound, then I will stay here until I bleed to death."

"..."

"Hey—you all saw it, remember, if I die, it's all the fault of Mr. Terao."

When the leader said this, the expression on his face suddenly became sad, exactly the same as when Dazai Sapo said, "He is a doctor, but he violated the doctor's oath and refused to save the seriously injured patients—"

Yashu Terao couldn't listen anymore, "Okay, that's enough, I'll treat you."

Like Dazai, he likes to exaggerate a little bit of injury and use this sad tone to win his sympathy.

The chief liked his reluctance to compromise so much that he quietly gestured to the bodyguards to drive the rest of the infirmary out.

Before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door of the infirmary.

Terao Yashu stood in the corner, and felt a scorching gaze staring at him behind him, his skin ached from the burn, and his throat tightened from tension.

He lowered his head and rummaged through the medicine box, trying to delay the time as much as possible, but the time passed very slowly, the room was very hot, the sound of the air conditioner above his head was humming, and the sticky air made it difficult for him to breathe.

The goldfish in the fish tank on the table bumped against the glass wall, opened and closed its mouth, and breathed out cracklingly, just as irritable as he was.

This man is Osamu Dazai, but not his Osamu Dazai.

But he had hugged and kissed this person, and even actively seduced him in the hospital ward, and was almost wiped clean.

During that time, he was even obsessed with the lazy and decadent aura of the other party, or he felt distressed.

I can only blame Dazai Osamu for having such a good-looking face.

He is obsessed with sex, as long as he sees the other person's face, his brain will shut down, leaving only crazy infatuation and desire in his mind, and he doesn't think about anything other than enjoying love.

That's what love is.

He pretended to rummage through the medicine box, and finally took out the gauze and cotton wool slowly, preparing to help the other party treat the wound.

But when he walked to the bed, his arm was instantly grabbed by the other party, and then he stepped back a few steps, being pressed against the wall.

The other stared at him, grabbed his wrist, and then turned his palm upside down.He felt that the wall was cold, and the other person's body was also cold, and he was very scared.

"Mr. Terao—" the other party put his lips close to his ear, and whispered seductively, "Is this your attitude towards your future boyfriend?"

These words finally woke him up. He shook off the opponent's hand vigorously, retreated to the corner, and breathed heavily.

He really wanted to punch this face, but he couldn't bear to think that Dazai's personality would return to this body in the future.

Seeing his shyness, the leader laughed dumbfounded, showing a mischievous expression.

"Don't touch me."

"Hey, Mr. Terao, what you did to me before was even worse. Every time we met before, it was you who rushed to hug me, including the time in the supermarket, you also took the initiative to kiss me..."

Every time it was the other party who took the initiative to seduce him, it was the other party who forced him to like him, so the other party must be responsible for this.

Hearing this, Yashu Terao couldn't bear it any longer, "Shut up—"

"Ok?"

Seeing the leader's eyes widening, he pretended to be surprised, as if warning him: "Are you talking to me in this tone?"

He resisted the urge to draw his gun, and tried to be calm: "It was all a misunderstanding, because I thought you were him."

"Tsk, but I am him. We were originally the same person, and we will soon become the same person again. You'd better accept this fact."

He felt that the leader seemed very happy, which made him incomprehensible.

"And Mr. Terao, you liked me very much at that time. Have you forgotten what you said to me in the restaurant? You like him, and you like me too."

"I won't like you."

The leader was taking off the bandage on his hand. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him with a smile, as if he thought his confident appearance was amused.

"Then, shall we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"You put aside your prejudice against me for a while, hang out with me for a while, and see if you will be tempted by me—"

Terao Yasuke interrupted the other party abruptly, "Impossible."

Seeing that he refused, the other party looked at him with pity, and brushed his fingers over his lips, feeling the stiffness and resistance of his body.

Then the other party put on a coaxing tone and asked softly, "Then do you want to lose him?"

"..."

He didn't want to, he absolutely, absolutely couldn't lose Dazai.

The other party guessed what he was thinking and smiled, "Then stop struggling, if you don't want to lose him, then you have to accept me."

The leader said, fingers across his cheek.

"Mr. Terao, you need to break up with him and stay with me."

The voice of the other party was like a ghost.He lowered his eyes and watched the other party's hand rest on his neck for a while, then slowly lowered to unbutton his clothes.

"You need to adapt to who I am...every part of your body has to adapt to me."