I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Because of these words, Terao Yashu's heart was rippling, but when the other party lowered his head to kiss his lips, he still slapped her reflexively and pushed her away.

His slap just hit the opponent's wound, and the opponent screamed as expected.

The leader quickly let go of him, clutched his arms and retreated to the corner of the bed, annoyed and anxious, "Look, the wound is swollen again."

Terao Yasuke didn't slap her hard just now, so she knew that the other party was deliberately exaggerating, so she said expressionlessly, "So what?"

"Hey, you have to take responsibility for me—this wound was torn open because of you, and I got hurt because of pursuing you."

"Oh, I'm so honored, do you want to erect a monument to commemorate your wound?"

"Don't act indifferent, if I die in your house, then you are the sinner of Mafia—"

Yashu Terao was really annoyed by his yelling, and yelling like this in the middle of the night would wake up the neighbor's dog.

So when the other party was yelling, he climbed onto the bed, pulled the other party's arm, then bent down, pressed his warm lips to the position of the other party's wound, and kissed.

He kissed the scabbed part of the wound, the bloody place where the potion was applied, and the newly grown flesh, and kissed slowly and gently for more than ten seconds.

This was the first time he took the initiative to make such an intimate act, which made the other party stunned.

The leader froze for a few seconds, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and then quickly retracted his arms, "...what are you doing?"

"How is it, does it still hurt?"

The leader looked at the wound on his arm, and then at him, showing a puzzled expression.

Then his lips moved, and he said in a low voice: "There are many bacteria on human lips, which can cause infection to the wound. You are a doctor, and you don't even understand this?"

Get cheap and sell well.

"Yes, I was wrong, so can you be quiet for a while and check the wound for you after I clean the floor?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Sure enough, it was pretending, and the acting was top-notch.

"Well, I can clean the floor for you."

"Don't, just sit down obediently, don't get hurt again, and don't touch anything again."

The leader didn't speak anymore, and fell silent, sitting quietly on the bed, lowering his head and playing with the bandage on his arm.

One foot was wearing a sock, and the other was entangled in a loose bandage. One end of the bandage was scattered and piled on the ground, stained with blood, but smelled of shower gel.

Terao Yasuke spent 3 minutes cleaning the milk stains on the floor, then found a few thick blankets from the cabinet, put them on the bed, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a little.

Like Dazai, the leader is afraid of the cold, so the air conditioner and the fireplace must be turned on.

"You will sleep here tonight. I will keep watch downstairs. Call me if you need anything."

The other party was puzzled, "Why do you keep vigil?"

"Didn't you let me protect you, so of course I can't sleep, I want to protect your safety."

He gave a few instructions and was about to leave, but the leader suddenly grabbed his arm, "Wait a minute, Mr. Terao—"

"Any thing else?"

The other party blinked at him slowly, the deep pupils were like a pool of stagnant water, but turned up and down a few times, turning into a storm full of desires.

"Let's do that."

The words were commanding, but he pretended not to understand, "What do you do?"

"Fuck the sheets." The other party said calmly, "I must have sex with you tonight."

He almost vomited blood.

The leader is indeed too young to be ashamed to say such a thing.

He stood there and began to reflect on himself, why did he bring the leader home, why did he go to the library today, why did he pay attention to that painting, and why did he tear up that book?

The more you think about some things, the more you regret it, especially if the consequences caused by a series of butterfly effects fall on your head and cannot be remedied, then you will regret it even more.

He refused, and the leader's face turned cold, "You can have sex with your ex-boyfriend, why can't you do it with me? I said that no distinction is allowed."

"No."

"You told me back then that you can't have sex with someone you don't like, but now I'm sure I like you very much, so I can have sex with you."

"No, I'll say it one last time, no."

Terao Yasuke didn't bother to talk to him, didn't bother to explain, took out the gun from his waist, and prepared to go downstairs to watch the night.

But when he was leaving, he stepped on the bandage on the ground, stumbled on the sole of his foot, and couldn't stand still. The leader grabbed him easily, so he fell back into the leader's arms.

The leader stretched out his arms to hug him, and sighed leisurely, "Mr. Terao, you say no, but your body is quite active."

All Osamu Dazai have a common bad taste, they like to tease him and see him show that awkward expression.

"let go."

"You took the initiative to rush over here."

"Let go, don't force me to use violence against you."

His tone was blunt, but the other party slowly pushed back the hair on the back of his neck, pinched the skin of the back of his neck with his fingers, and stroked it gently a few times.

At that moment, all the bones in his body softened, and the fierce expression on his face faded instantly, and he couldn't help but begged for mercy, "No, don't do this again..."

The first time he went to the leader's office, the leader used this trick to punish him.

The other party seemed to like his expression very much, stroked the back of his neck with one hand, and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Terao, what exactly do you want? Do you want more money?"

"Do not."

"Give you a promotion?"

"No need."

"So you want to take a vacation?"

He hesitated, "No."

In fact, he wants every social animal to have the dream of paid vacation.

It is very painful to take care of patients, and listening to the wailing of those patients in the infirmary every day makes him very uncomfortable. He needs to rest for a long time to eliminate those negative energies.

The leader caught the trace of longing in his eyes, so he put on that coaxing tone again, trying to lure him into going astray.

"I can promise you, as long as you are willing to listen to me, I will promise you everything."

"...You can't do this. If you bribe me in this way, it will make me feel that I am selling my body for benefits, which is against the rules."

The leader looked down at the person in his arms, saw the serious and serious expression on the person in his arms, and thought it was very cute.

Terao Yashu's way of dealing with people has always been very regular, even when he was a killer, he was very polite. Every time he killed an enemy, he would first apologize to the other party: "I'm sorry to kill you."

He had seen Terao Yasuke kill people, raised his gun and dropped his gun, and the enemy's blood was splashed on his face without changing his expression, very indifferent.

Unlike now, she curled up obediently in his arms, trembled when touched by him, and looked at him with pleading eyes.

He had always hoped that Yasuke Terao would listen to him, and he had had this fantasy since the first time the two of them met.

It's a pity that he didn't have the opportunity to get in close contact with the opponent at that time, nor did he have the opportunity to break through the opponent's psychological defense little by little.

Now he has a chance, a few nights ago, he witnessed the scene where Terao Yashu tore up the book with his own eyes, and he was so happy.

Before he could take it by force, Terao Yashu took the initiative to deliver it to his door.

"Mr. Terao, if you sell your body to others, I will scold you, but if you sell your body to me, I will be very happy."

After the leader finished speaking, Yashu Terao slapped him across the face.

This slap was a little harder than the previous one, but it still didn't hurt.

Although the person in his arms had been resisting, he deliberately controlled the intensity every time he hit him.

Sure enough, I still feel sorry for him, right?

The leader realized this and was suddenly in a good mood, so regardless of the opponent's resistance, he hugged him tightly.

"Do that with me, and I order you to do it with me."

Seeing his repeated rejections, the leader lost his patience: "Hey, you can accept sex with him, why can't you accept me, just because I'm shorter than him?"

"..."

"I don't care. I want to have what he has. If you don't agree, then I won't sleep tonight."

Terao Yasuke was really confused.

He wanted to resist the other party rationally, and wanted to scold the other party severely, but he sensed the other party's grievance and unwillingness, so he couldn't bear to speak.

His feelings for the leader are very complicated, and he can't figure it out for a while, and he can't figure out the components of this feeling, so he can only go by feeling.

So he thought for a while and said slowly, "Chief, you don't have to be so stubborn."

The other party was annoyed, "You are not allowed to use honorific words, I have already said that you are not allowed to use honorific words, and you are not allowed to call you the leader. Are you so polite to him?"

"But I have to distinguish between the two of you, I can't call you both Mr. Dazai."

"..."

Seeing the disappointed expression on his face, Terao Yasuke stretched out his hand involuntarily, and held the other's face.

"Boss, I understand your feelings, but you don't have to be jealous of him, or what I did with him."

"To put it lightly." The other party curled his lips, "You have done everything with him, and you can satisfy him with everything if he acts like a baby. If it were me, no matter how much I coerce and lure you, it will be useless."

Terao Yasuke sighed, "You don't have to compare with him all the time."

"why?"

"Because, you are different from him now, and now we are dating, and we need to find a way to get along that suits us."

Hearing this, the leader was suddenly surprised: "You admit that the two of us are dating?"

"Ah."

"Are you willing to have a serious relationship with me like a couple?"

Terao Yashu thought for a while, then nodded reluctantly, "Yes, yes, but you have to give me some time to adapt, I can't accept you all at once."

Hearing this, the other party pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand and pulled him over, pressing him on the bed.

Terao Yashu thought that he was going to lose his virginity, and his face turned pale with fright, he grabbed the zipper of his coat tightly, "Don't—"

Seeing him frightened like this, the other party was displeased: "Why are you reacting so much, am I the kind of sex maniac who forcibly violates others?"

The other party just hugged him, found a comfortable position, and rested his chin on his forehead.

"Okay, that's it, go to sleep."

As he said this, the other's lips brushed lightly over his hair.

"Ok?"

"Don't worry, I won't force you to do that kind of thing, I just want to sleep with you in my arms."

After hearing this, Terao Yasuke loosened his grip on his clothes, but he was still a little worried: "Really?"

"Well, as you said, we need to find a way of getting along that suits the two of us. I will find a way of getting along that makes you feel comfortable and let you slowly accept me."

"...What if you can't find it?"

The other party was displeased, and flicked his forehead lightly, "You really know how to say frustrating words."

"..."

"If you can't find it, then keep looking. Anyway, I have a lifetime to pursue you. You can't escape mafia, and you can't escape my grasp."

"..."

"In short, you must promise to die with me. If you don't agree, then I will die right away."

After hearing this, Terao Yashu leaned into the opponent's arms and smiled.

What kind of logic, if he doesn't agree to die for love, he will die, so if he agrees to die for love, won't he still die?

Hearing his low laughter, the other party asked, "Is it funny?"

"Ah."

The other party was very satisfied with his reaction, kissed him on the forehead, and said softly "sleep, good night".

"..."

"Hey, you have to say good night to me too."

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged each other, "Well, good night."

This is Christmas?

The lights downstairs haven't been turned off, his homework is still spread out on the desk, and he hasn't even taken a shower. Is it okay to just sleep like this?

Although the front and back doors are locked, there will be no enemy invasion tonight, right?

Forget it, fuck him, go to sleep.