I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Dazai couldn't accept this huge emotional impact for a while, subconsciously pushed the person in his arms away, and scolded: "You just ran over so you are not afraid of being hit by a car? Didn't the teacher teach you to pay attention to safety when crossing the road?"

Terao Yashu ran over happily, but was suddenly yelled at, with a bewildered expression on his face.

Then he saw the bandages on the other party's eyes, and when he came back to his senses, his heart turned cold.

Not Dazai.

Yes, Dazai left early this morning, how could he come to pick him up after class.

The smile on his face immediately retracted, he stepped back, and his expression returned to indifference for a second.

Then he hugged the book tightly and walked to the front, ignoring the other party.

Dazai felt puzzled, so he chased after him and shouted, "Hey, you won't be angry because of this, right?"

Dazai noticed his anger and resistance, so he had to soften his tone and try to apologize: "Well, I didn't mean to yell at you just now."

"..."

"I'm not scolding you, I didn't mean to scold you, but it was too dangerous just now, I mean... don't be so reckless when you cross the road next time."

Terao Yashu finally spoke, but retorted, "What does my recklessness have to do with you, even if I die, it has nothing to do with you."

"Of course it has something to do with me."

"why?"

Dazai reached out and scratched his hair angrily, and said in a very reluctant tone: "Because, I, um, I am, am, pursuing you."

There were five words in total, and he staggered for half a minute, with a calm expression on his face, but his tongue was knotted every time he uttered a word.

Terao Yashu's heart shuddered for a moment, and he stopped, but turned around and sneered at the other party: "I don't have this honor for you to pursue. You have a noble status, and I am not worthy of you."

The old man said before that when Terao Yasuke is angry, he must never talk back to him.

But he was really not good at quarreling with people, so he frantically searched for words in his mind, and he wanted to say something so that the other party could dispel their hostility towards him.

So he said: "How can I have a noble status? I used to be just like you. I also lived in a trash can."

"You are too modest. For a master like you, the leader, the trash cans you live in are all luxurious and custom-made, and the smell of the trash bins you live in is sweet. How can I compare with you?"

He can always trust Terao Yasuke's complaints.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Terao Yashu took the initiative to say: "I don't understand, why do you want to pursue me? Are you trying to prove that you are more attractive than my boyfriend?"

Dazai wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he just said sullenly: "I don't want to prove anything, it's just because I like you."

Those words left Terao Yasuke speechless.

However, he had heard this kind of confession countless times, and it couldn't make his heart stir.

So he continued to move forward, but was held by the other side's arm.

"where do you want to go?"

"I'm going to the classroom to read. If you want to follow, feel free to follow, but don't expect me to talk to you."

Do you like him?Oh, he didn't believe it.

He didn't believe that the leader would lower his figure to pursue him.

He was furious, so he found a random classroom and went in to study.During this process, the leader followed him all the way, silent and silent.

Act like the real thing.he thought.

On the way, he ran into a classmate who came up to him and said hello: "Siwei, come to the library to study after winter vacation?"

He nodded with a forced smile.

"Your boyfriend also comes to school with you during the holidays, hey, I'm so envious."

He doesn't have a boyfriend, he's single now.

He entered the classroom, sat down on a chair in the corner, and began to read with a straight face.

The leader walked around beside him, and after hesitating for a long time, he also sat down beside him.

Although there was a cold expression on his face, although he showed no concern, he cautiously approached him a little bit, and sat within a meter away from him.

He lowered his head, trying to ignore the existence of the people around him.

It's already winter vacation, but there are still many students staying in the school, and the classrooms are still overcrowded, full of people preparing for the exam.

On weekdays, as long as Yashu Terao sits here, many acquaintances will come over to greet him and chat with him.

Those people wanted to pursue him, but they didn't dare to pursue him openly. They could only try to find topics to chat with him, so that he couldn't read quietly.

But it was very quiet today. He immersed himself in several sets of test questions, and no one bothered him.

For the chief sat next to him, with one arm thrown over the back of his chair, and by this gesture swore his dominion over him.

Whenever someone wanted to strike up a conversation with him, the leader would stare at him with that indifferent and extremely oppressive look, scaring him away.

After scaring off a few people, the leader seemed annoyed, so he simply took out the gun from his waist and slapped it on the table.

"Everyone, I understand your wretched thoughts of wanting to get close to Mr. Terao, but I'm sorry, he belongs to me now, so go away, and don't make fun of yourself."

After that, no one dared to approach this table again.

It was rare for Yashu Terao to enjoy such tranquility, but he was afraid of scaring others with the gun shining brightly on the table.

"Can you put the gun away?"

The leader was holding a pen in his hand, and was spinning it on his fingertips boredly. After hearing this, he suddenly stopped turning the pen, and lightly tapped the tip of Terao Yasuke's nose.

"Don't say honorifics to me, you also say honorifics to your ex-boyfriend?"

He covered his nose, "You're not my boyfriend, and it's rude not to use honorifics."

The other party sneered, "When you beat me up in the infirmary that day, did you think about being polite?"

The leader said this in the usual cold tone of giving orders, seeing the fearful expression in Terao Yasuke's eyes, he suddenly realized something was wrong, so he immediately slowed down his tone.

"In short...you can call me whatever you call your ex-boyfriend on weekdays, and you are not allowed to treat him differently."

Terao Yashu didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to read.

Well, although the leader still looks domineering, he is not as annoying as he imagined.

The leader sat with him for a while, and soon felt bored, and began to become restless, like a pet in a cage, with an anxious face.

In boredom, he kept fiddled with his pen and test papers, and flipped through his textbooks.

There was a picture of human anatomy in the medical textbook, and the picture was quite explicit. The leader flipped through the book lazily, and when he turned to that page unexpectedly, he was taken aback instantly, and closed the book forcefully with a "snap".

But after closing the book, he seemed to be a little curious, so he quietly opened the book again and took a sneak peek.

Terao Yashu saw his reaction and thought it was funny.

The leader has always been very repulsed by this kind of privacy of the human body. The last time he accompanied him to watch a 19-ban movie, he was so scared that his expression was blurred in the theater.

A brat who doesn't understand anything and wants to have sex with him.

In the end, I got tired of reading the book, so I lay down on the table next to me, resting my face on my arm, tilting my head, staring at Yashu Terao without blinking.

The two eyes are pitch black, mostly covered by messy hair, and there are almost no highlights near the pupils, unlike Dazai's eyes which are shining, as if a star has fallen.

And so quiet.

Dazai would not be so quiet. Dazai was full of energy, jumping up and down, trying every means to get his attention, and even playing pranks to hide his pen to interfere with his study.

He thought Dazai.

Thinking of this, his nose was sour, and the leader seemed to sense that he was in a bad mood, so he reached out his hand involuntarily, wanting to stroke his hair.

He turned his head and glared at the other party, who immediately retracted his hand.

"You want to tease me again?"

"No, no."

The leader showed a panicked expression of being caught for doing something wrong, and quickly retreated to the corner, but accidentally bumped into the bookcase next to him in the process.

The books on the bookcase fell one after another and hit him on the head.

"It hurts, it hurts—" he covered his head and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts to death—"

He clapped his head and screamed for pain, but because of this action, the injury on his arm was also pulled, so he started clapping his arm and screaming for pain.

When the surrounding students heard the shout, they cast their eyes over one after another. Yashu Terao panicked and scolded him in a low voice: "Don't shout."

"It hurts, it really hurts—"

He got angry, "Don't shout!"

The other party closed his mouth, covered his arms and head that had just been bumped sorely, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a flash of grievance on his face.

It seems like it really hurts.

He suddenly felt that the leader had been pretending to be vicious.

The character of the leader is almost the same as that of the prime minister, both of which are childish and undisciplined.

But the leader has always pretended to be fierce, trying to make others fear him and maintain his dignity as a leader.

However, when it hurts, it will show its true colors and cry like this.

Seeing him standing there pitifully, Terao Yashu felt relented and reached out to him.

"Stop shouting, let's go, I'll take you to bandage the wound."

Because it was Christmas, the school's infirmary was closed, so Terao Yasuke could only take it home to treat the wound.

When they went back by tram, the neighbor's dog saw the leader, took him as Dazai, and habitually ran over and barked.

The leader glanced at it coldly, it shrank its neck, lowered its head and ran away with its tail between its legs.

The dogs around here are still so unqualified.he thought.

Yashu Terao dragged the other party into the house, threw him on the sofa, untied the bandage on the other party's arm, and was also taken aback.

The wound had been completely torn open, and the shirt inside was soaked in blood, and after the bandage was removed, the blood inside even flowed down.

The outer coat was thick, but also nearly soaked.

"What are you doing standing still?"

The other party was leaning on the sofa, frowning because of the pain, opened his half-closed eyes, the deep black pupils were aimed at him, and said in a weak voice, "Come here and heal the wound."

Terao Yasuke suppressed the panic in his heart, and pressed the gauze on the wound, "Why did you run out with such a serious injury? Rest at home."

"Sorry." The other party said coldly, "I don't have a home."

"..."

The entire mafia is his, so many high-rise buildings, so many exquisite luxury apartments, isn't it home?

"Hey, hey, it hurts so much, can you be lighter, are you also so fierce to your ex-boyfriend?"

He tried his best to lighten the force in his hands, but the other party still frowned, his face gradually turned pale and lost blood due to the pain.

If it was Dazai, he would have hugged him and wailed by this time.

"Oh, Mr. Terao really has double standards. You pretend to be so gentle on the outside, but you are so rough to me in private."

"I do not have."

"Just keep your mouth shut, because you always acted so weak in school, that's why those suitors always come to harass you."

"What can I do, they are all my classmates, they are ordinary people, should I shoot them to scare them away?"

"Tch, what did you do to me before? Bringing out the violent temper you used to hate me is enough to scare them away."

"Boss, can you shut up a little bit?"

"If your ex-boyfriend is a little bit useful, he should be like me, scaring away those suitors with a vicious face, instead of just hiding at home and being jealous."

He was lowering his head to deal with the blood-stained bandages, and after hearing this, he suddenly felt very sad.

He really misses Dazai.

Originally, he didn't want to go home, because Dazai would not wait for him at home, he hated being alone in a big empty house.

Today was Christmas, and he had to leave him on this day.

Seeing his face change, the leader guessed what was going on in his heart, and did not continue this topic.

At this moment, Terao Yasuke asked suddenly: "Boss, do you hate the gentle part of yourself?"

Dazai nodded without thinking, "Well, it's very annoying."

"why?"

He snorted, "Because I don't need that kind of personality, and I don't need gentleness to manage Mafia. Gentleness will make me appear weak and make the enemy laugh at me."

"Your thinking is wrong." Terao Yasuke disapproved of his words, "I hope you don't deny yourself."

He didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"If you even deny yourself, why do you think I will like you? If you want me to accept you, you must first accept yourself."

The leader looked at him with confusion in his eyes: "Is this important?"

Of course it's important, these two people have only a part of their incomplete character, if they repel each other, then this matter will not end in the end.

He can't just be forced to accept them, they should also accept each other.

Hearing these words, the leader fell into deep thought. He was about to leave, but just as he got up, he was grabbed by the waist by the other party, and he fell on the sofa.

He got angry, "What are you doing?"

The wound he had just bandaged would open again.

"Okay." The other party ignored the bandage on his arm that was about to unravel, and covered him to suppress him, "I see."

"Ok?"

The other party nodded, with a serious and serious tone, "Because Mr. Terao has read a lot of books, everything Mr. Terao said is correct, and I will do as you say."

Dazai seems to have said this too.

Terao Yasuke was in a daze, the other party had already pressed him into the soft sofa, leaning over hesitantly.

He could feel the other person's body stiff, obviously not used to this kind of intimate contact, but he still tentatively held him in his arms, lowered his head and wanted to kiss him.

He still resisted a little, and before the other person's face got closer, he turned his head to avoid it, but a hand reached out and pinched his jaw.

"Don't hide."

The other party's voice was low, like an order.

But he felt very strange, his hands were trembling, and he wanted to resist, but he smelled the smell of the other person, as well as the familiar body temperature, and he fell into it instantly.

He was surrounded by this smell day and night, just smelling it would make his bones go limp, and he didn't want to resist.

The other's lips approached, with the smell of potion, passing over the tip of his nose, the soft and moist touch stimulated his nerves.

But until the end, the other party failed to kiss him. He just looked at the tangled expression on his face, sighed softly, and reached out to hug him.

"Hey, Terao-san—"

Slow and lazy tone, with forbearance against pain.

He was unconscious, "Huh?"

"It took me a lot of courage to convince myself to pursue you. Can you stop resisting me so much?"

Terao Yashu lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I feel like I can't do it."

The other party tightened his grip on him, "I know, I understand your feelings... I thought I couldn't do it before, but I accepted this fact, and I accepted the fact that I like you."

It is really difficult for the leader. Admitting that he likes someone is tantamount to admitting that he has a weakness in human nature, and it is tantamount to denying his entire outlook on life.

But he accepted it, even though it would tear him apart bloody, but he still embraced the fact.

"So, Mr. Terao, can you choose to accept this fact like me, can you... try to like me too?"

There was a bit of mourning and pleading in these words, as well as a certain kind of desire and longing for what he couldn't ask for.

Terao Yashu didn't speak, after thinking for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly stretched out his arms to hug him.

Well, that's it.

He also chose to embrace this fact.

With the same voice as Dazai, exactly the same appearance and body shape.

It's just that he is a little short, he almost forgot that the leader is a kid who is still in development.