I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Terao Yashu spent a month with Dazai, and gradually discovered that Dazai is not a complete waste beauty.I will cook for him, help him clean up the house, and water the flowers on the windowsill.

But very noisy, always pestering him to go for a walk, or pestering him to play games.

If Terao Yasuke is busy learning to ignore him, he will shout: "Mr. Terao, if you ignore me again, I will jump off the roof."

He thought Terao Yashu would stop him, but the other party didn't raise his head: "If you die, I will donate your body to the school. We have an anatomy class this year, and we need fresh corpses."

"..."

He briefly described the process of being dissected after death. Dazai almost vomited after hearing this, and never took the initiative to mention the three words "I want to die" after that.

Terao Yasu did not know how to cook, so Dazai cooked crabs by himself every day, and Terao Yasu just watched each time without eating a single bite.

"Mr. Terao, don't you want to try it?"

"Not interested in."

"Don't you have any favorite food?"

"No, food is just a means to fill your stomach, it doesn't matter what you eat."

He has no special hobbies, no hobbies, is good at playing basketball but doesn't like sports, enjoys getting along with his classmates but hates socializing.

Dazai didn't believe it, and pushed his plate over, "Taste the crab meat."

He said he wasn't interested.

"Let me tell you, the production of crab meat is very particular. You have to peel off the crab meat completely, put it in a broth of about 50 degrees and blanch it for a while, then take it out and eat it in one bite while the temperature is right. , the taste of the juice is also very particular, it must be rich but not cover the taste of the meat itself..."

Dazai spoke carefully, but was interrupted by his cold voice: "It's too much trouble, it's a waste of time."

The other party did it again, and handed the boiled crab meat to his mouth, "Taste it."

He took a sip and said it was "not bad but nothing special to taste".

His understatement annoyed the other party.

"Don't swallow it directly, chew a few more times, and use your tongue to feel the food. Good food is to bring pleasure to others, and it is a blasphemy for you to swallow it directly like this."

Making a fuss out of a molehill, before he watched a movie and covered his eyes, Dazai also seriously taught him: "The actors are working very hard to perform kissing, and you are blaspheming their labor by closing your eyes."

Dazai wants to die, but he seems to have an optimistic attitude towards everything around him, isn't it strange?

Under the urging of the other party, he could only taste a few more mouthfuls, and tried to touch the food slowly with his tongue. After a long time, he felt the strong fresh and fishy smell exploded on the surface of the taste buds. The crab meat and soup presented a multi-layered taste .

It seems...not bad.

Take another sip, it's really good.

He fell in love with eating crab meat, and even ate several, Dazai hurriedly stopped him: "You don't have to eat it all at once."

He pulled the plate in front of him, "Give me the rest of the crabs."

Dazai was dissatisfied, "Why do you eat them all?"

There was only one crab left on the plate, he and Dazai stretched out their chopsticks to catch it at the same time, and they became deadlocked.

He said blankly, "Give it to me."

"No, you've already eaten a lot, it's my turn."

"give me."

"Mr. Terao is so selfish. Didn't he say he likes me? Why wouldn't he even give me a crab?"

"The crab legs can be shared with you."

"Mr. Terao, if you do this again, I will be angry."

The two of them stalemate for a while, until it was time for him to go to work, they could only give up temporarily.

Before leaving, he warned the other party: "Don't touch this crab until I come back."

Dazai stared at him for a while, then suddenly said leisurely: "Mr. Terao..."

"what?"

"If your leader bullies you, you must tell me."

Terao Yasuke works in the medical room of Mafia's logistics department. On weekdays, he is on duty and occasionally treats the wounded.

The anesthetic would make the wounded unconscious, and the wounded would hold his hand and ask, "Senior Terao, can you date me?"

"Do not."

"Ah...Senior Terao looks so beautiful in a doctor's uniform, and his hands are so beautiful..."

"Pull it down and slap him twice to wake him up."

These people all like him and keep pursuing him, why is it that Dazai doesn't like him?

After sending the wounded away, he had just made a cup of coffee and was about to fish when a man in a suit and leather shoes pushed in the door and said straightforwardly, "Which one is Terao Yashu?"

Most people call him Terao-san politely, and those who dare to call him by his first name are probably high-level people.

"The chief invites you to his office, immediately."

really.

After hearing this, the surrounding colleagues straightened up one after another, with respect on their faces: "Mixiu, the leader wants to summon you in person?"

"This is the first time the leader summoned us low-level people."

"What did you do to attract the attention of the leader?"

He did nothing but save the prisoner secretly.

Under everyone's envious eyes, he went to mafia's headquarters building.

After Mori Ogai stepped down, he has never been here again, and now he looks at the towering building, which is a bit strange.

While taking the elevator, Guangjin Liulang, who was traveling with him, kept sighing: "When did you offend the leader? I told you not to cause trouble."

Yasuhiro Terao pinched the cigarette from the opponent's hand, "Didn't I tell you to quit smoking? If you get lung disease, I won't care about you."

Guangjin Liulang is his guardian in name, and the name of Guangjin is written in the contact person column of his admission file.

While talking, the elevator reached the floor.Before leaving, Guangjin told him again: "Don't contradict the leader, if you get into trouble, you will implicate us."

"Okay, I got it, I won't resist if the leader scolds me or beats me."

He entered the office, and as the heavy wooden door was pushed open, a strong smell of wooden furniture came to his face, and he couldn't help covering his nose.

Even expensive solid wood furniture will contain substances such as benzene and formaldehyde, which can cause respiratory diseases in light cases, and some serious diseases in severe cases.

The office is dimly lit and poorly ventilated, and long-term residence can lead to serious mental illness.There are wine glasses and whiskey on the table, which proves that the chief has a bad habit of drinking.

He felt that the leader's lifestyle was very unhealthy, and the degree of disgust in his heart increased several layers.

Just as he was thinking, the leader sitting in the corner of the room said, "Low your head, don't look at my face."

"Why, is it because you are too ugly?"

"..."

Dazai didn't expect him to be so arrogant, but he got used to it, chuckled and said nothing.Instead, it was Xiaoyin who warned: "Mr. Terao, watch your words and deeds."

Terao Yashu put his hands behind his back, lowered his head, only saw a pair of feet wearing black shoes walking towards him unhurriedly, the leader came to him, seemed to look at him for a while, and then walked around behind him.

He smelled an eerie, cold, ghostly smell.

"Mr. Terao, it's really hard to invite you here once."

The leader used a voice changer. He felt that the other party's voice was familiar, but he was not sure.

"The prisoner's body was taken away by you?"

"Yes, the prisoner's body has been disposed of by me—"

At this time, the leader's hand suddenly stretched out from behind, and strangled his neck from behind.

"lie."

This sentence was very low and cold, full of deterrence, but he stood motionless, his expression unchanged.

"If you don't believe me, you can kill me directly."

"Mr. Terao, the reason why you can live until now is because Mori Ogai has been begging me not to kill you. He said you are an obedient child and that you will stay in mafia to serve me, but you are not obedient at all."

"I was trained to perform tasks, not to be your dog."

The other party laughed angrily, "Did I let you be a dog?"

The opponent loosened his grip on the back of his neck, but he didn't let go. Instead, he suddenly stretched out his fingers and rubbed the back of his neck.

Yashu Terao was extremely ticklish, especially on the back of his neck, so this movement made him flinch, "What are you doing?"

"Stand still and don't move."

The opponent's strength was very light, and his fingers were drawn down the line of the back of his neck. The itchiness spread along the back, and a certain sense of shame spread out together, causing the temperature in his body to rise rapidly, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"do not……"

"What's wrong?" A deep bass whispered in his ear.

"You, please don't do this."

Why do you do this kind of thing? If you hate him, why don't you just kill him?

"Ah, I'm panicking." The other party gained the upper hand, with a cheerful tone, "I thought Mr. Terao was not afraid of anything."

Wasn't she very obedient when she was sleeping in his arms that day? Didn't she hold on to his sleeve tightly and refuse to let him go? Today she swears at him.

I called him useless before, and called him "not worthy of carrying Mr. Sen's shoes", where did his courage go at that time?

Yashu Terao endured it for a few minutes, and finally agreed to compromise: "Boss, what exactly do you want?"

Now Ken obediently calls him the leader, and also starts using "you".