I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

After half an hour, Terao Yashu began to regret it, but at the moment the other party was having fun playing a game and had no intention of letting him go.

If I had known earlier, I would not have agreed, if I had known earlier, it would be like this——

The other party's breath lingered in his nose, with a little sneer: "If you can't hold on, you can beg for mercy."

He bit his lip and said, "Shut up."

"Well, I'm still very energetic..."

He sarcastically said: "That's because Mr. Dazai is getting old, and his physical strength is not as good as before."

Just because of this sentence, he was added another half an hour.

After playing the game, it was already dawn.

Terao Yasuke went to the bathroom to take a bath, and took a bath for more than half an hour until Dazai knocked on the door outside.

"Mr. Terao, do you need help?"

Terao Yasuke immediately locked the bathroom door and said, "No need."

"Huh? You seem to be angry. Do you really not need my help?"

"No, no, don't come in."

He fully saw Dazai's wicked side last night.

The long and slow grinds his patience and physical strength, using a string to tie his consciousness and reason to both ends, pulling it from time to time, making him tortured but eager to continue.

It's very shameful, it's shameful even if you do this kind of thing ten thousand times, even if you just think about it in your mind, it's shameful.

Dazai confirmed that he was really angry, and chuckled outside the door, "Okay, come out quickly, I'll make you breakfast."

He dawdled for a long time, changed his clothes after washing, and prepared to go downstairs for dinner.

But when he was walking on the stairs, he accidentally stepped on the edge of the carpet, slipped, and fell down.

Dazai was pouring coffee in the living room, seeing this scene, he hurried over and reached out to catch him, so as not to let him fall headfirst.

"What's the matter with you, are you injured?"

He lay in Dazai's arms, steadied his body and raised the corners of his eyes, looking at Dazai sadly.

Seeing his complaining expression, Dazai suddenly understood, and smiled: "Do you feel your legs are weak?"

The same mocking expression as before.

"No." He shook off the opponent's hand, "It's just that the foot slipped, the carpet should be changed."

"Hey, that's strange, isn't Terao-san in good physical strength? Every time I ask you if you want to continue, you always say no problem, so it's just being stubborn."

"Shut up, shut up, do you hear me?"

"Okay then, Terao-san will make mistakes frequently in the future, I really like how you obediently obey me like last night."

He became furious and wanted to cover Dazai's mouth, but he only took one step forward when he felt severe pain in his ankle, which made him unable to help shouting.

Seeing that he was indeed injured, Dazai immediately suppressed his joking expression, and knelt down to check his feet.

The fall from the stairs just now sprained my ankle, and it was already showing signs of redness and swelling in just a few minutes.

Both of his feet were numb and painful, and he couldn't walk, so he had to go to the bedroom downstairs and lie down.The sprained area quickly became hot, red, and swollen to a large extent.

Dazai took an ice pack to help him cool down, his brows were furrowed all the time: "Do you want to see a doctor?"

"No, it's just a sprain, it will be fine in a few days."

Dazai was very worried, but he still didn't forget to joke: "Mr. Terao is amazing, he can twist two ankles at once, can ordinary people do this?"

Terao Yashu grabbed the pillow on the bed and beat him, shouting: "You still say, whose fault is it? It's all your fault, you take responsibility for me!"

Dazai dodged the pillow, saying yes repeatedly, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault, I will take responsibility."

"You still dare to laugh?"

"Stop laughing, I'm going to sprain my own foot right away, and I'm going to get hurt with Mr. Terao."

Terao Yasuke was amused by his words, threw the pillow and hugged him.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts to death, it's all your fault."

Dazai laughed at him, but he still went to buy medicine for him, pain reliever, stasis reliever, and topical medicine. A bag full of them was placed on the table, which made his scalp numb.

He shouldn't have complained of pain just now, he can bear eating, but he must not compromise on taking medicine, he will never take medicine to death.

But soon Dazai raised the spoon and brought the pill to his mouth: "Mr. Terao, open your mouth obediently, you can swallow it all at once."

He turned his head away, "Don't eat."

"Just eat this once, and I will never eat it again."

"If you don't eat it, you won't eat it even if you beat yourself to death."

Dazai showed a sullen expression on his face, "Don't force me to lose my temper."

Terao Yashu had no fear, "You send it, you send it to me."

Dazai doesn't get angry at all. In the past, even if he scolded the leader, he just raised his voice and yelled indiscriminately. In essence, the yelling was gentle and had no deterrent effect.

The leader is different, just staring at him will scare him half to death.

He refused to take the medicine, Dazai pinched his jaw and tried to force it in, but he hid the pill under his tongue, and when Dazai turned his head, he spit it out.

He originally wanted to secretly spit the pills into the trash can, but he didn't find the right place, and instead spit it on Dazai impartially.

Dazai pulled off the pills sticking to his body and got angry: "You—"

Is Terao Yasushi really an adult?Three-year-olds are not so rebellious. Kindergarten children will eat obediently with a spoon.

Seeing that he was really angry, Terao Yashu wrapped herself in a blanket and pretended to be shivering, "Mr. Dazai is so fierce, I'm afraid."

"...Are you shaking?"

"Yeah, so don't yell at me, I'm afraid you're like this... It's scary."

Dazai suspects that he is faking, but there is no evidence to expose him.

Seeing him curled up under the blanket in fright, even pretending to be soft-hearted, Dazai could only put away those pills and capsules, and went to stroke his hair.

He obediently leaned over and put his face in Dazai's palm, like a cat snuggling up to its owner.

Dazai had no choice but to say: "Give me a good rest if you don't take medicine, and stay at home honestly today, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"But I'm going to work soon."

"What work do you still have? I am a patient myself, and I always think about treating other people's illnesses. I bring my mobile phone and call to ask for leave."

"How can I do that, the injured foot won't delay my treatment."

Now he is very responsible. Who missed work yesterday to go on a date with him?

Dazai ignored him, took his mobile phone, forcibly dialed the number of his boss, and forced him to take sick leave.

This morning, because of his foot injury, he couldn't go anywhere. He could only lie on the bed and play games and swiping his phone non-stop, but he became bored within an hour of playing.

Dazai kept walking around him, coming over as soon as he yelled, and kept asking him what he needed, whether he wanted to drink water or eat.

"I don't need anything, but I need a hug from Dazai-san," he said.

"..."

Seeing that Dazai was indifferent, he stretched out his hand to Dazai, coquettishly: "Come here, give me a hug."

Dazai felt very nasty, refused his hug, and instead stretched out his hand to pinch his nose: "Come on, I won't give you anything unless you take the medicine."

"Can't you give me a hug?"

"No."

"Just one second."

"Then how about you take a pill and let's hug?"

"Do not."

"let it go."

I'm so petty.

When it was almost noon, he was lying on the bed and scrolling through Instagram. The leader suddenly sent him a message. The content was only a short sentence: "You are not feeling well?"

He replied: "Yes, I sprained my foot, but it's nothing serious, you don't have to worry."

After he finished sending, Dazai's voice suddenly came from behind: "Who are you chatting with?"

This fluttering sentence startled him.

Dazai leaned over, glanced at the content on the screen, displeased, "The leader sent text messages to tease you again?"

"No...he just asked me if I was hurt, you see, he didn't say anything."

"It's none of his business whether he gets hurt or not. As a leader, he's really free. He doesn't work all day and only thinks about poaching other people's boyfriends. This person has no morals at all."

After hearing this, Terao Yasuke couldn't help lying on the bed and laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Because you are the same person, if you scold him, you scold yourself."

Dazai hated hearing such words, and retorted: "That's not true. Before the fusion, we will always be two different individuals. Don't compare me with him."

Dazai couldn't help saying that he took his mobile phone, and spent 3 minutes flipping through the chat records between him and the leader. The more he looked down, the more he frowned.

The leader always sends messages to Yashu Terao, at the speed of a bombardment, and every word and every sentence is trying to provoke the relationship between the two of them.

For example: "Mr. Terao, the food your boyfriend cooks is terrible, isn't it better than my high-end cuisine?"

Or: "What's the use of asking for a boyfriend like that who eats soft food, come back to me."

Even more: "Isn't it good to come back and be the leader's wife?"

Yashu Terao saw that his face was getting more and more gloomy, and quickly grabbed the phone: "Don't take these words to heart, the leader is like this, he, um, he actually has no malicious intentions."

"Heh, he didn't mean anything malicious, do you believe it when you say it?"

Dazai couldn't bear to see him showing the expression of doing something wrong, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I'm not angry with you, and it's not your fault."

He knew that Terao Yasuke was also in a difficult situation. Although he was dating him now, he was always caught between the two of them, and he was also very distressed.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to hug Terao Yasuke, and kissed him a little distressed: "Okay, don't think about those, go to sleep."

The person in his arms enjoyed his kiss and looked up at him: "Didn't you say that I won't give you a hug if I don't take medicine?"

"Then I let go?"

"Don't let go."

Yashu Terao lay in his arms for a long time, but her dark eyes were still open, without any sleepiness.

"Why don't you sleep, weren't you tired last night?"

"But Mr. Dazai is my pillow, and I can't sleep without it."

There is no end to being coquettish.

Dazai doesn't dislike his acting like a baby, but he always relies on acting like a baby to make all kinds of unreasonable demands, or to avoid some things, which is difficult to deal with.

Dazai sighed, "Okay, I'll be your pillow, come here."

Terao Yashu lay on his lap, moved his body around, finally found a comfortable position, and lay down.

But his head just happened to be pressed on an indescribable position on Dazai, he didn't notice it, he just felt Dazai's body stiffen, so he raised his head and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"……fine."

"You look wrong."

"It's okay, go to bed quickly."

Hurry up and fall asleep, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do.

Facts have proved that excessive indulgence is not a good thing, and it is better to be more restrained in the future.

After Terao Yashu fell asleep, Dazai suddenly heard rustling sounds from the living room downstairs, as if someone had broken into the room.

He thought that the neighbor's house was visiting again, so he put the person in his arms down and went downstairs to check.

But after walking down the stairs, he smelled a faint smell of blood, and then saw the leader in black.

The Chief was standing in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee.It seemed that he had just returned from a battle, his hair was still a bit messy, and the bandages on his face were soaked with blood.

"Hey——" Dazai was displeased, "Didn't you know to knock on the door before you came in?"

The leader didn't bother to look up at him, so he picked up the cup and took a sip. The bitter taste made him frown: "I still need to knock to enter my house?"

He doesn't like coffee, it has a bitter, spicy taste and tastes worse than whiskey.

Dazai sneered: "Boss, you have a thick skin. Didn't Mixiu dump you? If you're sensible, you should go away obediently. Why are you chasing after me like a resentful woman?"

"Hey--"

"Why, what did I say wrong?"

The leader thought for a while, suppressed the anger on his face, and said calmly: "Don't get me wrong, I just heard that Mr. Terao was injured, so I stopped by to take a look, I just came to care about my subordinates, there is no other meaning. "

Dazai was not used to his polite tone.

Dazai suspected that he had some kind of conspiracy, so he didn't give him a good face: "Okay, now the worry is over, can you go?"

The leader didn't get angry because of his attitude, but stood there and drank the coffee slowly, and then asked: "Mr. Terao refuses to take medicine?"

"Tsk, how do you know?"

Just a guess.

The leader put down his coffee cup and smiled: "I know Mr. Terao doesn't like taking medicine, but it's okay, I have a solution."

Half an hour later, Terao Yashu heard the sound of the door being opened, so he opened his eyes, and vaguely saw a figure sitting beside the bed.

"Mr. Dazai?"

The other party didn't speak, he blinked sleepily, trying to see the other party's face clearly, but only saw the other party's hand stretched out, as if wanting to touch him.

But the hand stretched over and hung over his head, then suddenly stopped abruptly, and retracted.

Then there was a low sigh, filled with endless bitterness.

He thought it was Dazai, and opened his eyes to hug him, but the icy aura emanating from the other person was so clear that he woke up instantly.

"You—" he got up quickly, "Why are you here?"

It's so risky, I almost made a mistake.

Seeing that he woke up, the leader's forbearance immediately turned into coldness: "Idiot, let me see if your leg is broken."

When the leader heard that he was on sick leave, he thought he had suffered some serious injury, and thought about it all morning. Finally, he found out that his ankle was sprained, so he was a little relieved.

Then he felt annoyed that these two people could cause so many troubles by having sex with each other.

"How old are you, can't you go down the stairs, can you fall when you walk well?"

Why do you lose your temper as soon as you meet?

The leader saw that he was holding the blanket tightly, as if he was very nervous, so he didn't bother to reprimand him, took the warm water and medicine from the bedside, and ordered: "Open your mouth and take the medicine."

"Do not--"

Seeing his resistance, the leader showed a cruel smile: "Say it again?"

Here it is again, with this expression again. At this time, if he looks at the leader for more than three seconds, all his bones will freeze.

No matter what tone the other party uses, no matter whether it is a smile or indifference on the face, it will not affect the shocking feeling on the other party, like an evil ghost rushing to bite your heart, even if you are dying of pain, you dare not make a sound to beg for mercy.

He was a little scared, but he still kept his mouth shut: "You don't need to take medicine, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine. Really, it doesn't hurt anymore——"

Before he could finish speaking, the leader pinched his ankle lightly, causing him to scream.

"Mr. Terao, don't make me angry. I'm not your gentle boyfriend. If you make me angry, the consequences will be very serious."

He covered his mouth and didn't speak.

"Want to try it?"

He didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, and he didn't dare to avoid the other person's hand. He had nowhere to hide, so he could only open his mouth obediently and reluctantly swallowed the pills.

"Don't spit."

It was so bitter, so unpalatable, he wanted to die.

Dazai must be crazy, in order to force him to take medicine, he is willing to let the leader in.