I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

After returning home, Terao Yasuke was about to start cooking, but was stopped by Dazai tactfully: "Mr. Terao, let me do the cooking."

Terao Yasuke felt that his self-esteem had been hit, "Why, you think my cooking is not delicious?"

"Of course not. I just think that Mr. Terao's cooking is not in line with the tastes of earthlings, but perhaps more in line with the tastes of aliens."

Terao Yasuke became furious, and stretched out his hand to beat the other party: "You think you are very humorous, don't you?"

"Stop, stop --" Dazai covered his arm deliberately, pretending to be in pain, "Why did you hit me?"

"Didn't Mr. Dazai want to be my pillow? A soft pillow is for beating."

"It hurts, you just hit my bone."

He thought he was really hurt, and became nervous: "Really?"

"fake."

"you--"

The two of them quarreled for a while, and finally Dazai took over the task of cooking, and Yashu Terao could only stand by and help cut vegetables.

After working for an hour, the food was finally brought to the table, but Yasuhiro Terao had a relatively small appetite, so he was full after a few mouthfuls, and he planned to go upstairs to do his homework.

Dazai forcibly pulled him back to the dining table, and ordered: "No, it's too little, take a few more bites."

"But I don't want to eat it."

"You want to run away after eating less than a third of a bowl of fried rice?"

"But I just can't eat anymore, I'm really full."

Dazai didn't let him go, so he tugged on Dazai's sleeve and began to act like a baby: "Mr. Dazai, can you let me do my homework, the tutor will scold me if I can't finish the homework, do you have the heart to see me being scolded?"

Dazai was very unaccustomed to Yashu Terao's acting like a baby, and tried to push the person in his arms away: "Mr. Terao, you are an adult, and you want me to coax you to eat? I feel like I raised a son."

Terao Yasuke said brazenly: "Really, then I can call you Dad in bed tonight."

Dazai was shocked, he was not used to this, really not used to it: "...you are joking, right?"

Terao Yashu looked at his embarrassed expression with interest, and asked, "Mr. Dazai doesn't like me acting like a baby, or does he not like me calling you Dad?"

A frightened, slightly embarrassed expression appeared on Dazai's face.

"If you don't like me being called Dad, you can also call me Brother. I don't want to eat, so let me do my homework, okay, Brother~"

Dazai's mood was indescribable, so he pushed the person in his arms away: "Okay, stop talking, I lost, Mr. Terao, if you don't want to eat, don't eat it, go upstairs and do your homework."

Terao Yasuke won a complete victory, happily kissed him on the cheek, and then quickly ran upstairs.

Dazai sighed at the table full of food left.

It's like this every time, not only eating less, but also being picky eaters. After two or three bites of a dish, he gets tired of it. No matter how much he coaxes him, it's useless.

Terao Yasuke eats very little, but he always runs around on the court when playing basketball. He looks extremely energetic, but he is short and thin, with arms and legs thinner than other men. It feels like it will break after just a few steps.

How Terao Yashu ran and jumped with such a thin body, he really didn't understand.

Early the next morning, Terao Yasuke went to work, but the leader didn't come to him all day, didn't ask him to go to the office, and didn't contact him by phone or message.

Yesterday, he forcibly switched shifts with his colleagues for a date. This was regarded as absenteeism. He expected that the leader would be unhappy, but the other party did not move and did not punish him. Instead, it made him a little flustered.

Do you want to apologize to the leader?

He struggled all morning, but decided to apologize.So when it was almost time to get off work, I came to the door of the chief's office, without even saying hello, and pushed the door open.

He never knocked on the door when he entered the office, which was the right given to him by the leader.But this time when he opened the door, he was stunned by the smell of smoke.

Hirotsu and the others were having a meeting in the office, and they were also taken aback when they saw Terao Yasuke suddenly barging in.

It's over, you should have knocked on the door first.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, he immediately lowered his head and bowed to everyone: "Sorry, I went to the wrong door, I'll leave now."

After apologizing, he wanted to leave, but he vaguely heard the leader's titter, and shouted to him: "Stop."

He had to stop.

"Mister Terao, come here."

"Ok?"

"come over."

The other party's tone was joking as always, with a bit of ghostly temptation, like a sea monster waiting to devour him.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you coming to report to me? Come closer, and I won't eat you again."

He walked over anxiously, thinking that he would be scolded, but the leader just stretched out his hand and straightened the tie around his neck.

"The bow tie is crooked, didn't you notice it?"

The leader's long, pale fingers brushed over his neck intentionally or unintentionally, making him tremble slightly, and an inexplicable sense of anxiety emerged in his heart.

It was really strange to arrange his clothes in front of all his subordinates, so he quickly backed away: "I can do this kind of thing myself."

The leader's desire for him was so strong that he could feel it just by touching him with his fingertips, but he couldn't respond, he could only avoid it like this.

His resistant attitude annoyed the leader: "Why are you hiding, as the boss, is it wrong to care about the details of your subordinates?"

Xiaoyin was witnessing all this from the side, so she was not surprised, after all, she was used to the leader always secretly poking at Yasuke Terao.

But Guangjin Liulang cast a skeptical look, which made him terrified.

The rest of the people didn't know it, but they had never seen the leader arranging the clothes of his subordinates, so they all cast strange glances.

Terao Yasuke lowered his head in embarrassment, but the leader didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, instead he continued to tease him at close range: "By the way, Mr. Terao, have you lost weight?"

"No……"

"It's true that you've lost weight. What's the matter? Doesn't your boyfriend cook for you every day? Why does he make you so thin? Did he abuse you?"

He explained that there was really no one, but the leader looked him over carefully, then suddenly leaned into his ear, and whispered: "Within a week, return your weight to the previous state."

"……What's the meaning?"

"It means, if your boyfriend can't take care of you well, then I will snatch you over and take care of you personally, understand?"

This made him tremble with fear.

In the evening, when Terao Yashu came home, he found Dazai standing in the yard waiting for him, helping him clean up the weeds and dead branches in the garden.

Spring is coming, and the garden needs a good overhaul, planting new flowers and shrubs, and hanging a few artificial nests on the branches, so that nearby birds can breed in them.

"Mr. Terao—"

Dazai cleaned up the soil on the steps, and greeted him lukewarmly, with a tone of resentment: "The leader just called me and scolded me, asking me why I made you thin."

Yashu Terao was taken aback: "Did he scold you?"

"It's not important. The crux of the problem is, why didn't you eat properly when I came back?"

Because he really hates eating.

When he was with the leader before, his three meals a day were regular high-end cuisine. If he dared to skip a meal, or even a bite, the leader would threaten him.

He was afraid that the leader would be angry, so he could only eat up the food without saying a word.

But Dazai is not so fierce, as long as he acts like a baby, Dazai will not force him to eat, so he always eats when he is hungry.

Terao Yasuke didn't want to dwell on this problem, so he found a random reason: "This is normal, because I have to exercise vigorously every night, and I burn calories quickly, so I lost weight."

Hearing this, Dazai was annoyed and funny: "So, it's because I force you to exercise vigorously every night, which makes you thinner and thinner?"

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Terao Yashu knew that he was angry, and quickly acted coquettishly: "Mr. Dazai, this dress you are wearing is so beautiful, it makes you so charming—"

Dazai looked down at his dust-stained shabby gardener's uniform, and smiled, "Don't talk sweet words to me, it won't work."

Terao Yashu is now desperately acting like a baby to him regardless of the occasion, Dazai is not used to it at first, but after a long time, he becomes immune to it, and gradually becomes indifferent.

"Mr. Terao, don't do this to me. From today on, you must eat well. You can eat as much as I cook. If you dare to eat less, you will suffer."

Terao Yashu knew that Dazai was pretending to be angry, because the gentle eyes could not deceive anyone, but he still deliberately complained: "Mr. Dazai is so fierce."

"I will be so fierce in the future, you prepare me mentally."

"I don't like you like this, I'm going to find the leader."

As usual, he would make Dazai furious when he said such words, but at this moment Dazai just smiled slightly, laughing so hard that his heart shuddered.

The leader would show this weird smile every time before he was punished.

"Since Mr. Terao has said so, well, I will try my best to restrain myself, and let's not have sex this week."

"Huh? Why?"

"Mr. Terao, this is what you said. You said that I forced you to exercise vigorously every night, which caused you to lose weight day by day."

He suspects that Dazai is crazy, Dazai is not the kind of person who can abstain from sex, unless his brain is broken along with the lower part.

"Hey, that's just my offhand—"

Dazai ignored his explanation, wiped his hands with a towel, and said to himself: "As a caring boyfriend, I must restrain myself. Let's go to bed honestly tonight. When Mr. Terao gains weight, when can we go back to sleep?" do that."

Terao Yashu thought it was a joke and didn't take it to heart at all.

However, Dazai kept his word and did not touch him that night.

Although they were still sleeping in the same bed, although Dazai held him in his arms as usual, there was no further intrusion.

come for real?

He hinted desperately before going to bed, but Dazai pretended not to understand, turned off the light, and urged him to lie down.

After a while of silence, Dazai heard the person in his arms breathing irregularly, as if he was enduring something, so he opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with Mr. Terao, his eyes are so big, his breathing is so heavy, are you sick?"

He didn't speak, Dazai kissed his forehead, and hugged him tightly: "Close your eyes quickly, go to sleep, we both have to go to work tomorrow."

"But—" Yasuke Terao whispered, brushing his fingers across his skin, drawing circles on his chest, "but, but—"

Dazai looked down at him, with a smile in his tone, as if sensing some kind of expectation from him: "But what?"

"..."

"But what, say it."

But in the end Yasuke Terao didn't have the nerve to say "I want to have sex", but broke free from Dazai's arms, turned his back to him, and started to sulk.

Dazai laughed even more wildly, and hugged him from behind: "Are you angry?"

"No."

He closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep, but Dazai kept rubbing his hands on the back of his neck, teasing his sensitive spot deliberately.

I'm so annoying.

He was so angry that he was half dead, but he couldn't show it. He could only fall asleep full of resentment.

He never thought that the word "dissatisfaction with desire" would happen to him, after all, he never had to ask for such a thing.

In the middle of the night, Terao Yashu woke up from his sleep, touched the bed beside him, it was cold inside the blanket, and Dazai was gone.

The light in the downstairs living room was on, he got up and went downstairs, and saw Dazai sitting on the sofa flipping through a book with a concentrated expression on his face.

He knocked on the wall, "What are you doing, why don't you sleep?"

Dazai flipped through the book in his hand, without raising his head, he said calmly, "I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep."

Terao Yashu hesitated to speak, and walked up the stairs silently, but soon turned back and asked, "How long are you going to be awkward?"

After hearing this, Dazai finally raised his head with a dazed expression: "I don't, I'm just sitting here reading a book."

Dazai obviously hates reading, but he would rather sit here and read than go upstairs to sleep with him in his arms. Isn't this arguing or what?

Dazai listened carefully to his complaints, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he stretched out his hand to pull him over, embraced him, and stroked his hair and cheek.

"Mr. Terao, what's going on, you look so wronged——"

"No."

"Are you so angry because I didn't fulfill my obligation to have sex tonight?"

"..."

"I'm not fighting, I'm just sitting here working on the recipe."

"menu?"

Terao Yashu looked at the cover of the book, saw the words "Chinese Cuisine" written on it, and wondered, "Why are you reading recipes in the middle of the night?"

"For you, you don't like to eat so much, and you are so picky about food, so I searched all the recipes at home, trying to find some dishes that you might like, and then cook them for you tomorrow morning."

"...Are you a fool, you know that I can't eat much, but you still cook with your heart?"

"Of course, I can't treat you to high-end cuisine every day like the leader, but I will try my best to cook what you like."

"What's the use? I used to like eating crab meat, but I got tired of it soon."

Dazai touched his head, "It's okay, I'll make you something else if you're tired of eating, even if you look through all the recipes in the world, I'll still find the dishes you like, and try to impress your stomach with delicious food. "

Hearing this, Terao Yashu suddenly felt his nose sore, so he put his face into the opponent's arms and cursed softly: "Idiot."

Is it necessary to be so concerned about his eating, and get up in the middle of the night to read the recipes.

Terao Yasuke hesitated for a long time, and suddenly apologized: "I see, I was wrong."

Dazai's hand that was turning the pages of the book paused: "What's wrong?"

"It's just... I will eat well in the future. No matter what Mr. Dazai cooks, I will eat it. I will eat it all."

Dazai couldn't believe it, "Really?"

"Hmm... Mr. Dazai cooks the best food in the world, and I will definitely eat it seriously in the future."

The words were very sincere, but Dazai was not moved at all, but jokingly said: "Mr. Terao actually took the initiative to apologize again, apologizing twice in a row in just a few days, which is really rare in a thousand years, is it the end of the world? "

"Stop mocking me."

Dazai chuckled, closed the book, kissed him along the forehead, all the way down, finally bit the tip of his nose, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to do that?"

"Um……"

"here?"

Terao Yashu thought for a while, lowered his head, and gently pulled his clothes off: "We can go to the shower room, we can stand..."

"real or fake?"

"Well, it's my fault, so I will satisfy all of Dazai-san's demands...you can do whatever you want."

When he expresses his apology, he will be very obedient, and he will unconditionally obey all the requests of the other party.