I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

The carpet was soft and comfortable to sit on, and the leader smelled good, but being trapped in a small space made him feel bored.

Why endless meetings?

In the past, Mori Ogai often invited him to participate in this kind of meeting, but he refused every time, because he was not interested in these battle plans and theories.

In his eyes, there is no need for planning or anything. When he fights, he never needs to plan, and he will kill anyone who stands in his way.

Well, that's why he can only be a killer.

The room was filled with the smell of tobacco, which choked him out of breath. He could only bury his face in the leader's arms, desperately absorbing the smell of the other party to relieve his suffocation.

"Hello—" he asked in a muffled voice, "When will it end?"

The leader reached out and touched his head, expressing to him with body language: "Wait a little longer."

"I am very busy."

"What are you busy with, so busy meeting your new boyfriend? Don't even think about it."

He had nothing to say, so he could only sit on the carpet and rest his face on the leader's lap.

From this angle, he could see the leader's jaw and side face. The outline of that face was a beauty that no painter could describe.

The leader was listening intently to the reports of his subordinates, knocking on the table with one hand boredly, looking at the crowd coldly, with a daunting gloomy expression on his seductive face.

Very cold expression, but, very nice...

Terao Yasuke stared at this face in a daze. After staring at it for a while, he tugged on the leader's sleeve, trying to attract the other party's attention in this way.

The chief, however, was unmoved.

Seeing that the leader didn't respond, he lowered his head, bit the leader's hand lightly, and stroked the other's slender fingers with his lips.

While the leader was talking, he felt a pain in his fingers, as if he had been bitten in the dark.

"Don't make trouble."

He scolded in a low voice, but the other party's biting gradually turned into a deep or shallow kiss, and the warm lips brushed against his palm, then his wrist.

It is rare for Terao Yasuke to take the initiative to get close to him, but now is not the time.

It's just bits and pieces of kissing, there's no need to be so nervous.

But the other party's breath spewed into his palm, stimulating his nerves and senses, trying to tease his reason, causing his body temperature to gradually rise and his throat to tighten.

Just an ordinary kiss.

But his rationality was cut off by the other party's kiss after all, and he couldn't concentrate on thinking at first.

The room was very noisy, but he could already hear his own heartbeat, which gradually covered the voices of everyone.

So he had no choice but to stretch out his hand, press the opponent's head down, and said angrily, "No trouble."

"It deserves it." Terao Yashu thought to himself, he wanted to continue to play a prank, but his jaw was pinched by the other party.

"My patience is limited."

"Then end the meeting quickly and let me go quickly."

"It'll be fine right now."

"Stop lying, you just said it will be fine soon."

"Shh-"

They started arguing quietly, but the noise became louder and louder until it attracted everyone's attention.

Zhongya and the others didn't know what happened, but saw the leader keeping his head down, as if he was talking to the table.

Are you hallucinating after not sleeping for days?

Zhong Ye frowned at him: "Are you crazy enough to talk to yourself? If there is something wrong with your brain, go to rest."

The leader sorted out his mood expressionlessly, "It's okay, you continue."

Terao Yasuke was still tearing at his clothes, and he made a promise helplessly: "15 minutes, at most it will be over in 15 minutes."

I'll settle the bills later.

After a long half an hour, the meeting finally ended, and everyone scattered and left.

Guangjin Liulang was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he lingered in front of the door for a few minutes, pacing back and forth, but refused to leave.

"Mr. Guangjin—" the leader sensed his emotion, "Do you have something to say to me?"

After hearing this, Guangjin put out the cigarette in his hand, walked up to the leader and stood still, "Master leader, I want to talk to you about Mixiu."

Yashu Terao was still sitting on the carpet at this moment, with his face resting on the leader's lap, almost falling asleep.

Being in love is good, but there will be a series of hypocritical sequelae, for example, he can't sleep without Dazai's smell.

But if the smell of Dazai enveloped him, he could fall asleep anywhere, the living room, the library, even on the tram.

Just like now, he felt the other person's touch, and fell asleep, but just when he was about to fall asleep, he was awakened by Guangjin Liulang's voice.

The leader knew what Hirotsu wanted to say, so he preemptively said: "Mr. Hirotsu, you don't think I'm abusing Mr. Terao, do you? You know me very well, I don't have that kind of bad taste."

Hirotsu did understand the character and behavior of the leader, but the recent rumors about Yasu Terao made him very anxious.

"Mixiu did say some bad things about you, and he spoke ill of you many times, but he doesn't hate you in essence, and he can even say that he likes you."

After Guangjin finished speaking, the leader obviously felt the person in his arms go stiff.

"Really?" The leader was very interested in what he said, so he held the person in his arms, "You said Mr. Terao likes me, how did you know that?"

"Mixiu has a lot of photos about you in his mobile phone, it seems that he has been secretly taking pictures of you."

"He secretly photographed me?"

After hearing this, Terao Yashu was completely dumbfounded.He did secretly take photos of the leader, which sounds perverted, but that's just for enjoying when you're bored.

He panicked, but the leader calmly suppressed him, and nodded with interest: "Go on."

"When we were chatting together in the past few days, Mi Xiu always mentioned you and always talked about you."

The leader tried his best to pretend to be expressionless, "Ah, is it?"

"Mixiu really cares about you. He always pesters me to ask about your physical condition. When he hears that your wound is getting worse, he will be very nervous."

"Hey, it turns out that Terao-san really cares about me so much."

Guangjin Liulang sighed, "It's absolutely true."

He also didn't understand why Terao Yashu suddenly changed his sexuality. A few weeks ago, he was talking badly to the leader, but these days, he seemed to be a different person, and began to pay attention to the leader's every move.

"In short, Mixiu is still a child, so he is inevitably a little arrogant. Sooner or later, he will be sensible."

Well, Terao Yashu is proud and arrogant, although he always blush when kissing him.

The leader chuckled and nodded: "Yes, I believe what you said. I believe that sooner or later, Mr. Terao will surrender to me, and he will obediently lie under my body and let me manipulate him."

Guangjin felt that this was a bit strange, but he didn't think too much about it. He just bowed his body and said, "I'm sorry for your trouble, I appreciate your care."

The leader held the restless man in his arms, and jokingly said, "Mr. Guangjin, thank you for the information you provided. I will give you an extra three days of vacation this month. Enjoy it."

Hirotsu Yanagi left, and as the office door was closed, Terao Yasuke immediately crawled out from under the table, packed up his things and prepared to run.

Even if he didn't look up, he could guess the expression on the leader's face at the moment.

"Mr. Terao—so you secretly took a lot of photos of me, you are so perverted."

Terao Yasuke lowered his head and quickly arranged his clothes, pretending not to hear.

"He says he doesn't like me and doesn't care about me, but in fact he often misses me, and always mentions me when chatting with others."

What about the schoolbag? Where did the schoolbag go?

Off the scale, why did Mr. Hirotsu do this?

He could understand that Guangjin wanted to say good things to him, but revealing all his secrets to the leader made him extremely ashamed.

"Although mafia's regulations don't include the clause 'no sneaking photos of leaders', but you are blaspheming me. Forget it, show me those photos—"

The leader reached for his mobile phone, but he snatched it away and hid it behind him: "You have no right to look through my photo album."

"I want to see how you take pictures of me."

Terao Yasuke became angry with embarrassment, "There are no photos, I have already said, don't ask."

The two of them fought for a while, and it ended with Terao Yasu slumping on the couch.

The leader wrapped the opponent's body in his arms, approached him to a corner, and said with a smile: "Mr. Terao really likes me."

"Can I change the subject?"

"Well, I'm blushing, it seems to be true..."

The leader teased him for a while, and felt happy when he saw his eyes that kept dodging and had nowhere to look.

"It's okay, don't be embarrassed, I like Terao-san very much."

He wiped the corner of Terao Yasuke's lips with his thumb, trying to smooth out the embarrassed expression on the other person's face, "As long as I live in this world, I only like Mr. Terao."

Suddenly so gentle.

Different from the gentleness pretended before, this time it is real, although there is more desire in the eyes, but it is indeed gentle whispering and whispering, and the movement of fingertips across his face is also light.

Although, he still can't believe that the leader only likes him.

The leader is still young, his mind is immature, and he has not seen countless scenery in this world. If his thoughts reach a certain depth in the future, he may lose interest in him.

But the other party's promise was too real, so he had to believe it.

Wait, no—

He suddenly came to his senses and immediately stopped his wild thoughts.He shouldn't have such doubts, if he can trust the 22-year-old Dazai-san, he can also trust the now 18-year-old leader.

Yes, he can always trust Osamu Dazai.

Thinking of this, he felt guilty, so he took the initiative to move over and planned to kiss her.

But at this moment his mobile phone rang, and he checked the messages on his mobile phone, and couldn't help but smile.

The leader felt that his smile was dangerous, and he had an ominous premonition: "What's wrong?"

"Well, leader..." Terao Yasuke carefully put away the phone, "I'm afraid we have to break up, because Mr. Dazai has already returned."

"Ok?"

Why so fast, didn't it mean that there are still more than ten hours?

"Yes, Mr. Dazai has returned, and I'm going to pick him up at the airport now."

He was a little scared when he saw the leader's face suddenly sinking, but he said bravely, "Do you want to go pick him up with me?"