I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Terao Yasuke finds that the leader is getting weirder as the three-month countdown draws closer.

The leader keeps jumping back and forth between the two personalities. Although he is still aloof most of the time, he will suddenly become gentle when he is caught off guard, and communicate with the people around him in a cheerful tone.

"Ango~ Come to the office with me tonight with wine~"

An Wu was dumbfounded and fled the office overnight.

"Xiaoyin, that white dress of yours is very beautiful, show me how to wear it tomorrow~"

Xiaoyin was startled, and hurriedly called the doctor: "Mr. Terao, the leader seems to be crazy, do you want to arrange a diagnosis and treatment quickly?"

Terao Yashu didn't know what to say, "Well, you are worrying too much, I checked, the leader is healthy."

Everyone around the leader noticed that something was wrong, and Yasuhiro Terao often ran to the office under the pretext of being treated, and everyone suspected that the leader had some serious illness.

The leader seemed unaware of the frequent changes in his personality. He didn't realize until Terao Yasuke reminded him many times: "Has my personality changed? I don't remember."

"Hasn't this happened before?"

"No."

"However, haven't there been many Osamu Dazai in this world? Didn't you experience this situation when you recovered their personalities?"

The leader shook his head, "No, because every time I recover those personalities, I will kill them directly, and their personalities will instantly return to my body."

But this time the situation is different, the old man's personality is slowly merging into his body drop by drop like spring water.

Those crippled personalities are like viruses, secretly dormant in his body, and suddenly pop out, startling the people around him.

The leader didn't take this matter to heart, but seeing Terao Yasuke's worried face, he comforted him: "This is the initial stage, and when my body adapts to the fusion process, it will be fine."

"But they all thought you were crazy."

The leader put down his pen and teased, "Is Mr. Terao worried about me?"

"No--"

The other party deliberately said in a joking tone: "You are so worried about me, how about I go and kill that old man and let him return to my body immediately?"

Listening to him making lighthearted jokes, Terao Yasu suddenly felt guilty.

The source of all this chaos was because of him, and it was because he tore up the book that it led to a series of evil results.

On the way home from get off work, Terao Yasuke runs into Oda Sakunosuke who is going to the orphanage.

Oda was on the phone with Kunikida, and Yao Terao could hear the roar of that Kunikida-san even though it was far away.

Kunikida's partner has changed from Dazai to Oda, but it's not much better. Oda is very responsible, but he is always entangled in many trivial matters. In order to visit the children in the orphanage, he often misses the meetings of the detective agency.

Terao Yasho was hesitant to go forward, but Oda had already spotted him, came over to greet him, and even patted him on the shoulder.

"Have you done your homework recently?"

Terao Yashu stood up respectfully as if facing his teacher, and nodded: "Yes."

"Don't be lazy. If you have a problem in mathematics that you can't solve, you can come to the detective agency and ask Mr. Kunikida for advice."

"Ok."

Although Oda objected to his association with Dazai, he had no ill intentions towards him, and still took care of him like a senior, giving him various small gifts every festival.

"By the way, tell Dazai for me to return to the detective agency for a meeting tomorrow."

Terao Yasuke is on vacation tomorrow, and originally wanted to take Dazai out on a date, but was a little disappointed after hearing this: "Does he have to attend that meeting?"

"Yeah, Dazai is an important part of our detective agency. If he's not there, we won't be able to carry out the mission normally."

Yashu Terao was stunned when he heard this.

Yes, Dazai is an indispensable member of the detective agency.

But when the fusion is over, Dazai will disappear. At that time, can the detective agency still operate?

Thinking of this, he felt a little more guilty.

In the evening, when Dazai came home from get off work, he smelled the smell of food for the first time.

He was hungry, walked into the kitchen happily, and hugged his boyfriend from behind: "What good thing did you make?"

Terao Yasuke made seafood soup and crab stew. In the process, three bowls were broken and three pots were burnt, and finally he was a great success.

He has worked hard to improve, at least the food he cooks now can be swallowed.

Dazai looked at the mess in the kitchen and said helplessly, "Mr. Terao is so good. I actually live a life where I can eat hot meals when I get home. I am really happy."

Terao Yasuke's culinary skills have improved a lot, but every time the kitchen is in a mess after cooking, vegetables and meat are scattered all over the floor, and the sauce can even be thrown to the ceiling. Every time, Dazai follows behind to clean up.

But forget it, it is very rare for his Terao-san to achieve this level, he can't ask for too much.

"Mr. Terao doesn't have to go to work today?"

"The leader was afraid that I would be too tired, so he gave me three days off."

"Yo, that's really strange." Dazai said angrily, "The chief wants to tie you to mafia 24 hours a day, but he is willing to give you three days off?"

"Mr. Dazai, you are so strange, you are not happy when I am at work, and you are not happy when I am at home on vacation?"

Dazai sensed that he was in a bad mood, kissed his temples from behind, and asked, "What's the matter with you, why are you so stern, is there something unhappy?"

"No." He tapped Dazai's head with the handle of the spoon, "Don't ask, just go get a bowl and serve the rice."

While eating, Terao Yashu recalled what happened during the day, listless, and occasionally let out a low sigh.

Dazai really couldn't ignore his emotions, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks: "What's wrong with you?"

"No."

"If Mr. Terao doesn't say it, then I won't eat."

Terao Yashu wanted to find an excuse to perfunctory, so he said, "I'll tell you after you finish eating."

"No, tell me, I'm your cat, the cat's job is to make the owner happy."

Dazai ran over and rubbed his head against him, assuming a kitten's obsequiousness, "Well, why are you unhappy, eh?"

Nasty is dead.

He doesn't understand, what is Dazai's definition of numbness?I used to feel disgusted when I called my wife, but now I don’t feel disgusted by acting like a baby?

His neck was itchy from being rubbed, he couldn't help laughing, and reached out to push Dazai away, but the other party instead grabbed his neck and bit him lightly.

"Tell me, or I will punish Terao-san on this table."

"...I just kept thinking, if you disappear, what will happen to the detective agency?"

"Just because of this?" Dazai felt funny, "But I won't disappear, I just became the leader of mafia."

"If you become the leader, you will be an enemy of the detective agency then, right?"

"No, if the personalities are fused, the leader will have all my memories of the detective agency, and will also inherit my feelings for Kunikida and the others. Don't worry, he won't attack the detective agency."

The leader has always been very polite to the members of the detective agency. Although he tried to kill him many times, he never hurt other members of the detective agency.

"but--"

"Mr. Terao, did you feel guilty for tearing up the book earlier?"

"Yes."

This incident was entirely his fault, and it was entirely because of his cheap hands that these messy results were caused, and it also affected the normal operation of Mafia and the detective agency.

Dazai held him in his arms, and comforted him: "The leader and I will not blame you, and you don't have to blame yourself. Some things will happen after all. Even if you don't tear up that book, the leader will always try to find a way kill me."

"But you could have lived longer."

Dazai didn't take it seriously: "If Mr. Terao didn't save me, I would have been executed by the leader long ago. I have lived under your protection for a long time, and I am already content."

Although there was some truth to it, these words could not dispel Terao Yasuke's sense of guilt.

But until now, it is useless for him to feel guilty, he can only find a way to use the rest of his life to atone for his sins.

Seeing that his face softened, Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him and acted like a baby: "Mr. Terao, I tried my best to comfort you just now, did you feel better?"

"Ah."

Dazai continued to rub his face, "Then, is Mao Mao very good at comforting people, is Mao Mao doing a good job? Hurry up and praise Mao Mao~"

Are pets addicted?Dazai's felineization is getting worse and worse. He has only heard that cats turn into humans to repay favors, but not the other way around.

Terao Yasuke could only touch his head, "Yes, Mr. Dazai is the best cat, tomorrow I will buy you the best canned cat food."

"Cats like to eat meals made by the owner~"

Dazai is now yelling at each master nicely, but unfortunately he will reverse it when he gets on the bed, and force him to call master in a wicked way.

After dinner, Dazai went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, Terao Yashu wanted to go to the living room to watch a movie, but suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He ran to open the door, and outside the door stood the leader in black casual clothes, holding a stack of books in his hands.

Before he could speak, Dazai keenly smelled the leader's scent, and a flash came to him from the kitchen, vigilantly took him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

"Mr. Terao, we should get a dog, because there are always people who don't know what to do and try to break in."

Terao Yasuke comforted him: "Don't be nervous, the leader just came to return the book I borrowed earlier, don't quarrel with him."

"There are libraries all over the street. Why did he come to you to borrow books? He's obviously uneasy and kind."

The leader smiled: "If I remember correctly, Mi Xiu is the master of this family, right? Why did you jump out and point fingers?"

"How dare you call his name—"

Every time they quarreled, Terao Yasuke got a headache, so he yelled: "Don't quarrel! Go to the living room and sit down!"

The two of them obediently walked into the living room, sat on both sides of the coffee table and looked at each other, glaring at each other. Although they could not quarrel, they quietly expressed their disdain for each other with body language.

Yashu Terao didn't see their tit-for-tat confrontation, he thought the leader was really here to borrow books, so he handed over the newly bought novels to him.

The leader flipped through those books and was not very satisfied: "Why are they still romance novels? Could it be that I can only read romance novels at my level?"

Dazai sneered at the side: "What are you pretending to be, at your level you can only understand children's picture books."

Terao Yasuke glanced at him and reminded: "Mr. Dazai, it is wrong to ridicule others."

The leader didn't refute or get angry, but nodded instead: "Okay, since it was recommended by Mi Xiu, of course I have to finish reading it."

After finishing speaking, the leader stroked Yashu Terao's hair with his hand, and said in a meaningful tone: "I have always been very obedient, right, ex-wife?"

After hearing this, Terao Yasuke was taken aback, and Dazai was also taken aback.

Dazai got up from the sofa, his body began to exude murderous aura: "What do you call him?"

"Ex-wife, what's the matter?"

Dazai didn't speak for a long time, and then calmly said, "Mr. Terao, lend me your gun."

Terao Yashu immediately hid the gun and tried to mediate the dispute between the two: "It's very late now, if you quarrel, it will affect the neighbors."

Seeing what he said, the leader continued to fan the flames: "I said, since you don't call, then I will. The name is the same, and the title is the same. Since you can't satisfy him, then I will satisfy him."

"How old are you?"

"Tsk, it's just calling me wife, is it that difficult?"

Dazai got angry: "Don't you feel nauseous?!"

"It's really nasty, but I prefer to see you angry - I don't care, anyway, the ex-wife will soon become the current one, there is only one month left, I can afford to wait."

"Mr. Terao, where is the gun?!"

Yashu Terao saw that the two people were arguing more and more vigorously, he couldn't persuade him, so he just shut up and went upstairs to do his homework.

In fact, he didn't need to stop it, quarreling was a way of entertainment between the two of them, and it was also a way to enhance their relationship.

These two people say they don't like each other, but every time they meet each other, the cells in their bodies will be excited, and the expression on their faces is like saying: "Can I invite you to have a fight?"

Just two arrogant ones.

The leader finished borrowing the books, didn't stay for a moment, and was about to leave.

Terao Yashu was worried that he would go back alone, so he said, "Shall I drive you back to Mafia?"

"unnecessary."

"But it's so late, you're not safe on your own."

The leader was a little happy to see that he cared about him so much, but he still refused: "You'd better go back and coax your boyfriend, he is old after all, don't let him get mad."

After Terao Yashu came home, he thought that Dazai was going to hug him and be jealous again, but Dazai was uncharacteristically calm, washing dishes in the kitchen without saying a word.

I didn't get jealous, I didn't spray air fresheners, and I behaved just like usual.

Terao Yashu saw that he was acting as if nothing had happened, but was a little worried: "Are you okay?"

"It's alright."

Dazai finished washing the dishes, went to the sofa and lay down, and pillowed his face in his arms, "Why do you ask that, should I have something to do?"

Normally, when the leader leaves Dazai, he will scold, "The little boy was bitten by a dog when he went out."

Being so quiet doesn't fit Dazai's character.

Terao Yasuke was worried and worried all night, but Dazai didn't show any abnormality until he went to bed, as gentle as always, he helped him fill the bathtub with hot water and prepared a change of clothes for him.

Really not angry?

With a disturbed mood, Terao Yashu fell asleep.

However, in the middle of the night, when he woke up, he vaguely heard movement in the living room downstairs, as if someone was talking or whispering in the living room.

The night was very quiet, the firewood in the fireplace hadn't finished burning, and the light crackling sound echoed in the house, mixing with the ghostly voice, waking him up from his dream.

He touched the blanket beside him, Dazai was not there.

He put on some clothes, stepped on the carpet on the stairs, and walked downstairs quietly, only to find that Dazai was standing in the corner of the living room, still muttering something.

You don't sleep most of the night, what are you doing?

Terao Yashu stood there listening for a long time, and found that Dazai was calling his wife against the wall.

"Wife, wife, wife, wait, the tone is wrong-cough, wife, wife..."

He had just woken up, and his mind was not clear yet, but after standing there listening for a long time, he was sure that he was not dreaming, that Dazai was really calling his wife.

What happened to Dazai, instead of calling him his wife, he called his wife at the wall instead?

He was full of question marks, so he couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

His sound startled Dazai, who turned around quickly, with a guilty expression on his face.

"Mr. Terao, are you awake?"

"What are you doing up in the middle of the night?"

"Uh, I—cough, nothing."

"You just called your wife against this wall, what's going on, I was greened by a wall?"

Dazai pretended to be nonchalant, sat down on the sofa, drank a glass of water to moisten his throat, and said calmly, "I didn't, you fell asleep."

Terao Yashu thought about it, and suddenly understood something, so he smiled.

"Ah, I understand—Mr. Dazai, are you embarrassed to call me my wife, so you practice facing the wall in the dead of night?"

Dazai must have just been provoked by the leader, he wanted to call his wife in person like the leader, but he couldn't say it, so he ran here alone to practice, trying to get used to this address.

Fool, why bother, can't you practice directly at him?

Listening to his series of inquiries, Dazai didn't make a sound or speak again, just sat there with his arms folded, his face turning blue and white, showing a subtle sense of embarrassment.

After a long time, Dazai finally couldn't hold back, covered his face with his hands, and ran from the living room to the bedroom.

On the way to escape, a series of shameful yells were left behind: "Damn! How shameful! I ran out to practice while you were asleep, why did you find out!"

Terao Yashu had been holding back his emotions from the very beginning, seeing this scene finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"Why are you running, are you shy?"

"Shut up, stop talking!"

Dazai ran all the way into the bedroom, buried his face in the pillow, and became angry with embarrassment: "Forget about it, forget about it, don't mention it again in the future!"

Dazai is such a thick-skinned person, but he also has a day of shyness.

So cute, cuter than the rabbit on the bed.

Terao Yashu stood in front of the door and laughed for a long time, seeing Dazai's face getting more and more ugly, he had to stop laughing, walked over and got into his arms, kissed the corner of his lips, filling the other's taste buds with his own scent.

He kept kissing until the other person's face softened, and kissed until the other person pressed him on the bed and put his hand into his clothes, before he dared to ask, "Aren't you angry now?"

Dazai said he didn't want to talk to him, and was busy unbuttoning him.

"But aren't cats very docile? Touch the cat's ears and don't be angry, okay?"

"Tch, don't give me sweet words."

"Mr. Dazai, if you don't want to call me wife, don't call me wife. I know you despise this name, so I won't force you to call me in the future."

The other party was silent for a while, buried his face in his neck, and asked in a muffled voice, "Really?"

"Well, I was just teasing you."

"Then you're still laughing?!"

"Stop laughing, really."

"You, cough, you just pretend nothing happened, don't tell others, don't tell Odasaku, and don't tell the leader—"

"Ah."

"Hey, that's fine! Don't laugh anymore, do you hear... Forget it, you can laugh, you can laugh casually, anyway, I hate you, I hate you to death—"

Dazai felt extremely humiliated and extremely annoyed, but the person in his arms was trembling with laughter, and his laughing body softened into a puddle of water floating in his palm, which made him really reluctant to get angry.

"Mr. Dazai, will you be this cute when you are a hundred years old?"

"I will not live to be a hundred years old, Mr. Terao, you have hurt my self-esteem, and I will throw myself into the river at dawn tomorrow."

"Then I will accompany you."

After hearing this, Dazai became even angrier: "Are you an idiot?! Life is precious, okay? If you dare to throw yourself into the river, I will strangle you to death."

Although Dazai always shouted "Mr. Terao will die with me", but if he really agreed, Dazai would scold him like this again.