I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Although the leader kept obstructing him, he still packed up his things at around nine o'clock and was ready to go to school.

Before leaving, he drove the leader back to Mafia. The leader was very dissatisfied with his behavior and was angry all the way.

"I won't forgive you."

"Chief, don't be so childish."

Seeing that his attitude was tough, the other party had no choice but to order depressedly: "Come and find me right after class, don't miss a minute."

He deliberately said: "You are so busy with work, so I won't bother you."

"Must come, or you're finished."

Terao Yashu said that he didn't want to go, but after class, he rushed back to mafia as quickly as possible.

If it was Dazai who was angry, he would be able to coax it a few times, but this trick would not work for the leader. General words of comfort would not work for the leader. He needed special rhetoric to satisfy the other party.

He took the elevator to the top floor, and the bodyguards in front of the door were already familiar with his face, so they didn't even bother to check and let him in.

But before he reached the office, he vaguely heard a roar from a distance: "Where did you go yesterday, is it plausible that you, as the leader, disappeared all day for no reason?"

It seems to be the voice of Senior Central Plains.

He quietly approached the door, peeped in through the crack of the door, and saw the smiling leader sitting on a chair with his hands folded, and Nakahara Chuya who was roaring.

These two people always get along with each other with a tense attitude, but they are inexplicably harmonious.

Red wine and two wine glasses were placed on the table, and the dim warm light fell on the red liquid in the wine glasses. The warm and cold colors set off against each other, like a sunset with residual blood.

Holding the cup in one hand, Chuya shouted: "If you meet danger outside, I will not save you. If you dare to die outside, I will kill you."

The leader sighed leisurely, "Zhong Ye is really concerned about my safety."

"Idiot, who cares about you, I just don't want you to die in the hands of others, you must die in my hands, do you understand, I will not give you up to others."

"Hey, you are obviously concerned but you are just stubborn. I like you so much."

Zhong Ye was furious because of this sentence, but the leader just smiled and stared at each other's every move with great interest.

Terao Yashu watched this scene outside the door, inexplicably feeling that the conversation between these two people was so ambiguous.

He had heard a long time ago that the leader had a very close relationship with Mr. Zhongyuan.

When the leader first usurped the sovereignty of mafia, many enemy forces were eyeing this 18-year-old child. At that time, Mr. Zhongyuan kept protecting the leader until the situation subsided.

Looking at the picture of the two getting along, he felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort, as if something was clogging his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

At this time, Xiaoyin came out from the lounge, saw him standing in front of the door, and asked, "What do you want?"

"fine."

He turned and left with a cold tone, "I just want to check on the leader's injuries. It looks like he's fine, so I won't bother him with someone else's date."

Jealousy is indeed a very annoying emotion.

He drove away from mafia, thinking all the way - when Dazai was with Oda before, why wasn't he jealous?

Maybe it's because he knows Dazai and Oda-san well, and he knows that these two people will not betray him.

But he didn't know the leader, nor Mr. Zhongyuan.

As a leader, do you have the right to play tricks?Besides him, can the leader also like others, can get along with others so intimately, and say these ambiguous words?

Maybe the leader doesn't like him, but because he has been unable to get him, so he desperately wants to possess him.

The leader's behavior of stalking him may be purely possessive.

So it turns out that possessiveness is not love.

Suddenly annoyed, he gripped the steering wheel.

He went back to school, turned off his phone, and stayed in the library reading until night.

During this period, he met people from the sports department. The sports department organized winter vacation activities at the school. After meeting him, he invited him to have dinner again.

This time he didn't refuse, and followed everyone to the restaurant. Seeing that he was so obedient, everyone felt strange: "Terao, won't you go home to accompany your boyfriend?"

Terao Yashu would go home and get bored with her boyfriend whenever she had time, and rarely attended their parties.

Terao Yashu's tone was cold: "No need, he is already accompanied by others."

He is in a bad mood now, and he has nothing to do when he goes home anyway, so he might as well go out and relax.

During the meal, everyone was chatting enthusiastically, only he silently lowered his head and ate the barbecue, looking absent-minded.

Kise noticed that he was unhappy, "What's the matter, did you quarrel?"

"No."

"Then why are you so sad?"

Terao Yashu put his hand on his cheek and smiled wryly at the other party: "It's okay, I just like to think wildly, senior, you know me."

Kise didn't speak any more, and brought a plate of crab meat in front of him.

Terao Yashu was halfway through eating, looked at the bottle of red wine on the table, and suddenly remembered the scene in the office during the day, when the leader and Mr. Nakahara were also tasting red wine.

What does red wine taste like? Is it good?

"What are you doing?" Seeing him reaching for the wine bottle, Huang Seto stopped him, "Why are you drinking suddenly?"

He said that he just took a sip, so he took the wine bottle and poured it into the glass. The red wine mixed with the remaining juice in the glass, showing a layered and weird color.

He was often exposed to alcohol in the infirmary. He has always resisted this pungent smell, and he has to be careful when breathing on weekdays.

Now he wants to have a taste.

He brought the cup to his mouth, took a sip, and after swallowing, a painful burning sensation spread in his stomach.

It's awful, even with fruit juice.

Does the leader drink this with Mr. Zhongyuan every day? What will they do when they are drunk?

He bit the bullet and wanted to take a second sip, but at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched his glass away.

"Mr. Terao—" A familiar voice sounded above his head, "Did you run out to drink without staring at you for a while, do you want to die?"

When the leader said this, there was a smile on his face, his expression was very gentle like that of Dazai, but there was a cruel anger in his eyes.

He was stunned, and the others were also stunned. They stopped talking immediately, and the scene fell silent in an instant.

The leader didn't care when he saw everyone's reaction, but sat down beside him naturally.

"Why didn't you call me when you were meeting with your classmates?" The leader put his arms around his shoulders and asked pretending to be curious, "I'll come with you."

The indifferent expression disappeared, replaced by a gentle and enthusiastic tone, and he greeted everyone proactively.

"You are his classmates, Mixiu often mentions your affairs to me, please take care of him all the time."

Suddenly... so gentle, but obviously fake.

It was the first time that the people in the sports department saw his boyfriend up close, looked at him like a rare animal, enthusiastically invited him to sit down, and asked various questions curiously.

In the next hour, the leader not only became gentle, but suddenly became very social, talking to his classmates in an extremely polite manner, with a friendly tone, and a relaxed and humorous conversation.

"Mixiu has a stomach problem and can't drink. Didn't he tell you? Hey, he is like this. He is afraid that you will worry, so he always hides his physical condition."

"No, he often invites me to your parties, but I'm so busy with work that I don't have time, it's all my fault."

"My job...it's nothing special, it's just managing a few subordinates. I need to make a good money so that I can support my boyfriend."

Saying that, she stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around him, and kissed him on the forehead, "Right, Mixiu?"

What's crazy?

Terao Yasuke's face was hot, so he could only lower his head the whole time, hiding the redness on his face.

Seeing him like this, the leader quietly approached his ear and asked softly, "What does it mean that the phone is turned off? Do you want to get rid of me?"

"..."

"I'll buy a cage and lock you up, so that you can experience what it's like to be a canary in a cage, how about it? lest you run away at every turn."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and bit his ear lightly, and he flinched.

"What we said before, if you dare to run, I will kill you."

It’s over.

The leader hates nasty behavior, and he dared to kiss him in front of so many people, not because of a sudden change of sex, but because the leader was so angry that he lost his mind.

At this time, Huang Lai sat across from each other and watched this scene. Seeing the intimate behavior of the two, he felt very strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

In the middle of the dinner party, Terao Yashu's clothes were stained with barbecue sauce, so he went to the bathroom to wash them.

At this time, Huang Lai just came back from ordering and ran into him in the corridor.

"Terao, your boyfriend, why do you feel different from before?"

"Have it?"

"It's completely different. It feels like two people. They look at you in the wrong way. Didn't you notice?"

Heh, even Huang Lai could see the clues, but he didn't realize that there were two people at the beginning.

He really is in love.

He was about to explain to Kise, but found that the leader was looking this way, staring at the two of them indifferently from a distance, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

He didn't dare to continue the conversation, and hurried back to the dining table.

They stayed together until early in the morning. Before leaving, Momoi Wuyue sighed, "Terao, where did you find such a considerate and gentle boyfriend?"

Terao Yasuke forced a smile: "I picked it up on the road."

He is very panicked now, very panicked.Especially after leaving the restaurant, he saw that the leader's expression instantly returned to a cold one, and the smile that had been on his lips faded away.

But the hand on his shoulder didn't let go. He wanted to break free, but the other party held him even tighter.

When he came to the parking lot, he wanted to sit in the driver's seat, but the leader picked him up and threw him on the back seat. The whole person pressed over and approached him in the dark and narrow space.

"Why drink?"

"I didn't drink—"

"I don't want to live anymore, but I want to go to the hospital again? You know I hate you, don't you? It's very comfortable to torture yourself and hurt you all over?"

He wanted to avoid the other party's gaze, but the other party forced him to lift his chin and look at himself: "Why are you unhappy? Xiao Yin said you went to the office before, why didn't you come to see me?"

The window of the car was open, and snowflakes drifted in and stuck to the corners of his lips.

He remembered what happened in the office before, and his face turned cold: "Boss, you are busy with business, how dare I disturb you, I am a very sensible person, and I will not take the initiative to destroy your intimate time together."

He was already restrained, but his words still revealed a strong sour taste.

The leader sensed the jealousy and showed a strange smile, "You saw that Zhong was with me too, are you angry because of this?"

He was angry, "Isn't this enough? What else do you want, let me watch you cheat with my own eyes?"

"Eh--"

"Of course, with a noble status like yours, leader, it's normal for you to mess around casually. Even if you're on a hundred boats at the same time, I have no right to be angry."

He yelled, venting his emotions, then realized what he had just said, and froze.

He rarely lost his mind and yelled like this, it was embarrassing.

But the other party smiled lowly and stretched out his hand to pull him over.He wanted to retreat, but the other party grabbed his body and clamped him hard. The heat from his body made him hold his breath subconsciously.

"Jealous?" The deep voice sounded like a charm.

He lowered his head guiltily, "No."

"Just jealous." The other party seemed to have discovered something remarkable, and smiled undisguisedly, "Mr. Terao is jealous of me."

"No."

He repeated it again, but without force.

"Mr. Terao is too much. He won't let me touch or hug him, but he still wants to make me jealous."

"..."

"Admit it, you don't like me being close to others, and you don't like me having physical contact with others. You want me to belong to you alone...don't you?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, the other party held his face angrily, "Admit it, admit it to me quickly."

He turned his face away, but the other party reached out to wipe off the snow flakes from the corner of his mouth, kissed him, and sucked the cold air from the corner of his mouth.

Eagerly entangled, the hot brand came down, did not stay for a moment and was gentle, forcing him to bear it, making him feel the joy mixed with the burning pain.

"You don't like me being alone with other men? It's easy to handle. I'll fire all the male employees tomorrow."

He knew that the other party was joking, and defended: "I didn't mean that."

The other party's lips moved around his neck, biting lightly or hard, lingering.

"It's okay, I like Mr. Terao to be jealous...you can be jealous whatever you want, you can be mad at me, you can do whatever you want, I like it."

He regretted agreeing to Terao Yasuke not to touch him, and he really wanted to completely possess her here.

He is not a person who likes close contact, but when he thinks that Terao Yashu will belong to him for the rest of his life, his whole soul is excited, and something screams in his blood, making him lose his ability to think.

Such a thing as love must have been brought by the devil from hell, and it was born to destroy the world.