I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

After hugging like this for a long time, his arm was sore, and then he suddenly realized that the person he was hugging was his boss.

This is his boss, the one who pays him.

How will he go to work in the future? If the people in Mafia knew about this, they would talk about him behind their backs, thinking that he took the initiative to seduce the leader to seek the upper position.

He suddenly felt very embarrassed, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly emerged.

So he asked softly, "Don't you need to go back to Mafia?"

The other party's voice was dull: "Today is Christmas, and you want to force me to work on Christmas?"

"I thought you liked working."

"Who would like to work? I used to work hard just because I was bored. Now I have found other interests."

The leader suddenly hated that office, and now he liked it even more, the sofa and furniture that smelled of Yasuo Terao, the carpet and the fireplace.

What he holds in his arms is a toy that he has worked so hard to get, and he must guard it tightly.

Yashu Terao persuaded him: "You should go back, you are the leader, if you encounter any danger outside, I can't bear it."

"Then you protect me. I order you to protect me. If I die, you will die for me."

He wants to write this in his will - "If I die, Terao Yashu must die for love."

Terao Yasuke couldn't laugh or cry, but at this moment the phone on the table rang, and he glanced at the screen and found that it was Dazai calling.

Dazai had been away from Yokohama for a whole day, saying that he was going to explain his funeral, but there was no news for more than ten hours, and he did not reply to his message.

He immediately pushed away the person on his body, got up and walked aside to answer the phone.

The leader was suddenly pushed away and rolled onto the sofa. Just as he was wondering, he heard a clear and cheerful voice from the microphone: "Mr. Terao~ how are you doing today?"

The old man's voice.

Terao Yashu had no expression on his face, he just lowered the volume of the microphone, and asked in a low voice, "Where have you been?"

The leader sat on the sofa and checked his wound. He couldn't hear what the two people were saying, but saw Terao Yashu walking around there, saying "hmm" from time to time.

What are you talking about?

The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what to say, the calmness on Terao Yasuke's face was gradually broken, and then he lowered his head and laughed.

This burst of laughter made the leader highly nervous.

What are they talking about, what are they talking about, what are they talking about, and why are they smiling so happily?

It's so weird, Terao Yasuke had been stern to him just now, looking sullen all the time, but the old man's few words made him happy.

What the hell are we talking about!

He wanted to sneak up to listen, but he didn't think it was very polite, so he could only sit there and sulk.

Hey.

Among all the feelings, he hates the feeling of jealousy the most. Jealousy feels like a pool of disgusting mucus, sticking to his heart, making him feel powerless that he can't control the situation.

Ten minutes later, Terao Yashu hung up the phone, feeling much better.

Dazai will be back in a week, they have less than three months to spend together, but it should be enough.

When the personalities of Dazai and the leader merge, the leader will become a coquettish character, right?The leader of mafia who likes to be coquettish and vexatious, that scene is quite strange when you think about it.

He put away the phone and found that the leader on the sofa was gone.

He thought the other party had run away, so he searched the yard quickly, but he couldn't find any footprints, and the neighbor's dog didn't bark.

If you run out so late, you will be finished if you are targeted by the enemy.

He searched around the house again, and finally found the leader in the corner of the storage room.

The other party lowered his head, and sat in the corner facing the wall, with a displeased expression on his face, like a motionless abandoned sculpture.

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't talk to me, just call you." The other party complained, "Anyway, I'm redundant, so I don't need your sympathy."

"Are you angry because of that phone call just now?"

"No."

That's when I started to be jealous, and jealousy is indeed Dazai Osamu's nature.

"We just talked on the phone, but we didn't say anything. Mr. Dazai just told me a few things that happened on the road. I thought it was funny and laughed."

"Oh, I said I'm not angry, I have no right to be angry, I'm just an outsider, you don't care about me anyway."

A kid at this age is suffering from the Second Secondary Disease, but the leader is much calmer and more decadent than Dazai, although he is also very headstrong.

He smelled the strong smell of blood on the other person's body, so he covered his nose: "You should go upstairs and take a shower first."

The blood on the opponent's body was stained on the clothes one by one, and a strong bloody smell rushed to his face when he moved casually.

The other party pretended to be cold on the surface, and said "I will leave immediately if I don't wash it", but his eyes kept glancing at him quietly, as if to imply to him "don't stand stupidly and come to comfort me immediately".

The leader doesn't seem to know how to act like a baby, so he can only get his attention in this way.

So Terao Yasuke showed a regretful expression: "Are you leaving, what a pity, I still want to invite you to celebrate Christmas together."

Hearing this, the other party was taken aback for a moment, and finally turned his head: "Aren't you driving me away?"

How could he have the guts to drive the leader away, he was just afraid that the leader would encounter some danger in his house.

The enemy won't stop chasing the chief just because of Christmas, and the surrounding area of ​​his villa is large and empty, and it's easy to be ambushed.

Looks like I'll have to sleep with my gun tonight.

"My lord, you can stay here tonight to spend Christmas with me, if you want to stay."

Hearing this, the other party's face softened a lot, but he still kept his face on purpose: "Are you inviting me, but I can't feel your sincerity."

Don't push yourself too far.

But he held back, and instead nodded patiently: "Okay, I sincerely invite you, please stay with me for Christmas, okay?"

The other party was finally satisfied and got up.

"Well, as a boss who cares about his employees, of course he cannot refuse the employee's request."

The leader was about to go to the second floor to take a shower. He had just taken a few steps up the stairs when he suddenly remembered something, turned back, and quickly kissed the corner of his lips.

He covered his mouth reflexively, "You—"

"Don't hide next time." The other party rubbed his hair, "As long as you listen to me, your salary will be doubled."

Seeing the other party go upstairs, Terao Yashu felt more uneasy.

If he is obedient, he will give him a salary increase. This is completely using power for personal gain. If other people in Mafia know that he will die in the society.

Terao Yasuke went upstairs to find some Dazai's clothes, and took them to the bathroom.

But the leader looked at those clothes and said with disgust: "The old man's clothes are so dirty, does he have this kind of aesthetics? It really is the aesthetics of the elderly, I don't want to wear them."

"Only these few pieces. He doesn't usually buy clothes, because he always wears my clothes at home."

Hearing this, the leader immediately threw away the clothes in his hand, "Since he is wearing your clothes, I will wear them too."

He was helpless, "Is this necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary. I also have what he has. You are not allowed to treat it differently."

The attitude is tough and will not give up.

He had no choice but to find some more of his own clothes and hand them to the other party, "Here, my clothes."

"Is it worn by your ex-boyfriend?"

"Yes, he wore this one once..."

"No, I want only you to wear, it must be only you."

so annoying.Terao Yashu thought, really willful.

After going back and forth like this for a few times, the other party finally entered the bathroom to take a shower. Terao Yasuke went downstairs to heat the milk. When he stirred the white liquid in the pot, he fell into deep thought.

Dazai and the leader still dislike each other, and when the two of them merge, will their personalities still be mutually exclusive?

Could there be multiple split personalities in the same body?

Better not, he'll go crazy.

After a long time, Terao Yashu heard the sound of water running upstairs stopped, so he poured hot milk into a cup and brought it upstairs.

The leader washed his body and was sitting on the bed in the bedroom wearing his clothes, his hair was dripping with water.

Terao Yashu quietly pushed open the door, and saw him biting a piece of bandage in his mouth, trying to wrap it around his arm.

Because the leader had an injury on his arm and was unable to move, he wrapped it up several times without success. Seeing the bandages slipping off again and again, he became angry.

very beautiful.

When the leader is angry, he has a sharp sense of beauty. Although there is only a silhouette against the light in the dim light, the beauty is delicate and messy.

Terao Yashu stood in front of the door and watched for a while, when the other party suddenly looked up and found him, the irritability on his face disappeared instantly, and he returned to his usual cold expression: "Why are you peeking at me?"

The leader's appearance is too tender, previously covered by bandages and black coats, but now he has lost all camouflage, just like a neighbor's middle school student who just woke up.

He really wanted to take a picture of this scene and pass it on to Higuchi and Sakaguchi-senpai in private.

"What are you laughing at, is it funny?"

"No, as the leader, you can lower your noble head and put on your clothes yourself. You are really approachable."

"..."

His clothes were one size smaller on Dazai's body, but they were just right on the leader's body.

"What, I'm going to grow. I'll be tall when I'm 22."

Yashu Terao couldn't hold back when he heard this, and laughed again.

"Hey, don't laugh, I'm telling the truth, I will really grow taller, unlike that kid in Chuya who stays at 160 forever..."

"Yes, I understand, you are still growing." He handed over the hot milk, "Drink the milk, you will grow taller tomorrow morning."

The leader didn't go to pick up the milk, but stared at the dimples on Terao Yasuke's cheeks, and watched his smile fascinated.

When the old man called just now, Yashu Terao smiled like that.

"Drink it quickly, it's getting cold—"

Before he finished speaking, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him to the side of the bed. He was hugged unexpectedly, his hand shook, and the milk fell to the floor and spilled all over the place.

"Hey--"

He was about to get angry, but the other party held him in his arms and said in a low voice, "Can you smile in front of me more from now on?"

"Ok?"

He leaned his face against the opponent's arms, took a sharp breath of the smell on the opponent's body, then hurriedly raised his head, but accidentally met the opponent's gaze, and then suddenly felt palpitations.

When the leader looked at him, the deep and dark black in his eyes suddenly faded away, as if a faint starlight had blown down from his eyes, a warm color appeared.

"I want to see you happy because of me... I also want to be like your ex-boyfriend who can make you laugh with just a few words, and I want to make you happy too."

These words sound like a spoiled child.

But the leader is also very cold when he acts like a baby.