I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

Before the plane took off, Dazai went to the airport early and sat in a cafe near the airport to wait.

He thought he had won a game, and he was in a good mood.

The leader is so young, how could he possibly beat him?

So what if we broke up, what if we are thousands of miles away?

Even if they are not together, he can still think through Yashu Terao's thoughts very thoroughly, and he can influence the other party's mind with a little trick, so that the other party will take the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

His dear Mr. Terao is so simple, he will jump in even knowing it is a lie, and he will come to visit him without hesitation even knowing he is lying.

Dazai had a happy expression, drinking coffee leisurely, and handling work with the computer he carried with him.

But he waited and waited all night, but he still didn't get the plane from Terao Yasushi.

He tried to dial Terao Yasuke's phone, but turned off the phone.

At this moment, he finally realized that something was wrong, and turned on the monitor on Terao Yasuke's body. The sound from the opposite side of the monitor made his pupils tremble.

Why, he just didn't turn on the monitor for 10 minutes, why was that little kid taking advantage of it?

At this time, the waiter came to serve coffee, saw him sitting there in a daze, and teased: "What's wrong with Mr. Dazai, why is his face turning green?"

Not only is his face green, but even the top of his head is green.

Terao Yashu didn't understand why things developed like this.

He always felt that the leader would not do such a thing. After all, the leader has just grown up, and after all, he is a person who feels immoral even after watching that kind of movie.

With this kind of luck, he stepped into the bathroom, and when he was pressed against the wall, he was still lucky, thinking that he would definitely be able to escape unscathed.

It turned out to be dead wrong.

So for the next hour, he kept thinking about why he was so easy to be fooled, and why he couldn't tell lies?

"Don't think about other things." The other party's voice lingered in his ears, cutting off his nerves like a sword, devouring and crushing his soul, "Mixiu, look at me."

He opened his eyes, looked at the person above in confusion, and saw the fragmented self in the reflection of the other person's pupils.

This seemed to be the first time the leader called his name in person.

His consciousness was blurred, his breathing was difficult, and he was addicted to the other party's control. Except for the most basic breathing and blinking, he couldn't think or do anything.

In the end, his body was embraced, and the other party forced him to raise his head, turned his face to the mirror on the wall next to him, and made him look at himself in the mirror.

"Do you see clearly?" The other party approached his ear and whispered, "Do you see clearly who I am?"

He could only nod.

A few hours later, the leader took the initiative to call Dazai, and the moment the call was connected, Dazai's voice struck like lightning: "Where's Mishu?"

The leader looked at Yashu Terao, who was curled up on the sofa and sleeping soundly under a blanket, and smiled.

"He's asleep, he's too tired."

"He's too tired", Dazai often used this sentence to provoke him before.

Every time he called, Dazai said arrogantly: "Are you looking for Mishu? I'm sorry he can't answer the phone, because we are too tired from exercising, and he has fallen asleep."

Now it was his turn to say it, and it felt surprisingly good.

"A pervert is here, you are simply a pervert—"

The leader continued to add fuel to the flames, "Speaking of which, Mixiu seems to have never been so tired. It can be seen that his ex-boyfriend is a waste, and even this kind of thing can't satisfy him."

Dazai lost his patience when he provoked him, and said childishly: "Stand still, I'll kill you right away."

"Idiot, if I die, all the Osamu Dazai in this world will die too."

After hearing this, Dazai fell silent. After a long time, he suddenly broke out again: "You wait for me, when I fuse with you, I will definitely kill you and replace you as the main character."

The leader sneered: "Try it."

Before those Dazai Osamu who were killed by him, each of them vowed to replace him before they died, but none of them succeeded.

He will always be the main character, and he will always be the leader of all Dazai rulers.

Terao Yashu slept until the early morning of the next day, and woke up from hunger.

The window was open, and he could smell the night dew. After he opened his eyes, he could still see the night sky outside the window, with stars and ink, and night birds singing quietly.

The leader knew he didn't like a closed environment, so every time he came to the office, he would open the windows.

The leader was sitting next to him, with one arm on the sofa and his face on it, his head tilted slightly, his long eyelashes covered by messy hair, and he looked at him without blinking.

It was a beautiful and quiet face, completely different from the one that had just gone mad in the bathroom.

"Mr. Terao." The other party called him in a low voice, with a little coquettish taste in his voice.

He said "hmm", his voice was a little hoarse.

The leader straightened his messy hair with his hands, and asked softly, "Are you still tired?"

He wanted to nod, but his neck was stiff, and it hurt to move his limbs a little.

He had rested at home throughout the summer vacation and hadn't done any strenuous exercise. When this happened suddenly, his muscles would inevitably ache.

The leader didn't notice that his expression was wrong, but continued to ask: "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

The pain in his body made Terao Yashu come back to his senses, then he picked up a pillow and started beating the person in front of him.

"fraud!"

This cry showed his anger to the fullest.

The leader knew that he would be angry, so he grabbed his hand with ease and tried to hug him: "Huh? Is it my fault? I didn't expect Mr. Terao to be so easy to be fooled."

"How dare you say—"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. I hurt Mr. Terao's fragile body. I'm really sorry."

The leader admitted his mistake, but the corners of his mouth kept rising, holding back a smile.

Then he took out his mobile phone, pulled up a video, and handed it to Terao Yasuke: "I just sent someone to Tokyo, and I captured your ex-boyfriend, look, he happened to be walking in the street, there is no Not sick."

In the video, Dazai is indeed sitting leisurely in a cafe drinking coffee, with a relaxed expression and a healthy complexion.

It really is a lie.

But the leader also lied to him, lied to him to check his body, and ended up punishing him.

All the Osamu Dazai in this world are liars, all of them, without exception.

Thinking of this, he became angry again, so he could only continue beating the leader with a pillow to vent his dissatisfaction: "Be gentler next time!"

"Hey, is there a next time?"

"Clarify the point for me! Be lighter next time, do you hear me?"

"Did I try too hard, why didn't you say it before?"

"Did you give me time to talk?!"

He had no chance to speak at all, and every time he wanted to beg for mercy, he would be blocked by the leader's lips.

Dazai is gentle and will wear him down patiently and slowly, while the leader is crazy and unscrupulous, impatient and rusty like a child, and can't wait to invade.

"I said stop later, you must stop."

The leader nodded: "Okay."

"Also, don't... don't get that thing on my face, it will take a long time to wash."

"Ah."

"You still laugh, do you still dare to laugh?"

He took the pillow and beat the leader, and when he was tired from the beating, he got into his arms again, and while hugging him tightly, he kept cursing words like "bastard".

The leader thought that he would be so angry that he would shoot with a gun, but he just lost his temper and gave him a painless beating.

No matter how you think about it, you have earned it.

The leader finally took him into his arms, comforted him with kisses, and noticed that the body in his arms went from tense to relaxed, and then softened into a puddle of mud due to fatigue, and kept leaning against him.

"Mr. Terao has always been so duplicity. He obviously liked it last night, but he cursed when he woke up."

"Ghosts like it, not so good, not so good at all."

Terao Yasuke shouted, "I didn't exercise as much as I played a game of basketball last night, so you can't do it, leader", but in fact, his hands and feet are soft.

"If Mr. Terao is not satisfied, then you can only do it again, and I will do it to make you satisfied."

"……you dare."

Seeing that his face turned pale with fright, the leader stopped teasing him, but kissed the tip of his nose: "Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

"What to eat?"

Yashu Terao slapped him bitterly: "I want to cut off your head and eat it."

After that, he sat on the sofa and ate sushi. After a few mouthfuls of food, his physical strength recovered a lot in an instant.

The leader locked the door of the office, and kept asking about his health, handing him water, and feeding him soup with a spoon.

He felt the leader's eyes following him, and the attachment and burning in his eyes made him afraid.

what to do.

Since his dedication, the leader is in a happy mood visible to the naked eye, he will not sigh at him like before, and he will no longer look at him with worried eyes.

I just rolled the sheets once, are you so happy?

After taking a few bites, he pushed away the plate: "Okay, I'm full."

"Too little, take a few more bites."

The leader forcibly handed the sushi to his mouth, he looked at the leader resentfully, and bit the leader's finger with his mouth open.

"My lord, you won't doubt my feelings for you now?"

The leader felt baffled, "What, when did I doubt it?"

"Obviously, you used to suspect that I didn't like you. You thought I was reluctant to be with you, and you still sighed at me in the middle of the night."

Hearing what he said, the leader forcibly stuffed the sushi roll into his mouth.

"Mr. Terao, you can't blame me for this. When you didn't like me before, did you know how painful I was?"

"I don't know, I just know that you always call me into the office and ask me a lot of weird questions."

The leader smiled: "After you dated with me, I felt less pain, but I started to be afraid again, afraid that you had no choice but to be with me."

It was true in the beginning.

"Mr. Terao, I have never been in a relationship, so at the beginning, I was worried every day, for fear that if I said something wrong, I would make you angry, and I was afraid that you would leave me and walk away."

Worrying about gains and losses, comparing everything with money, jealousy and bitterness, these are human weaknesses, which he despises, but now he has also contracted these characteristics.

Thinking of this, he smiled self-deprecatingly, took another piece of sushi and fed it into Terao Yasuke's mouth.

"The process of getting acquainted with Mr. Terao was very painful, but if I had to choose again, I would still choose to repeat this painful process. Even if it hurt to death, I would still choose to hug Mr. Terao."

Hearing what he said, Terao Yasuke felt a little sad suddenly, and the food in his mouth was like chewing wax.

If he knew that rolling a bed sheet could make the leader feel at ease, he would have done it with the leader.

For a while before, Dazai was also very insecure, clinging to him wherever he went, and kept asking him: "Mr. Terao, will you always like me?"

He said gently and patiently every time: "Yes, I will always like Mr. Dazai."

The leader is exactly the same as Dazai at that time, full of panic and worry, without any sense of security.

And the time he spent with the leader was too short, he failed to give the leader enough comfort and hugs, and failed to appease the other party's fear and anxiety.

So distressed.

So, when the leader fed the sushi to his mouth again, he slapped the food off the leader's hand, pressed the leader on the sofa with brutal force, and pushed him down.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing his serious face, the leader thought he was going to bite him to death, but he didn't expect that what fell was a kiss.

Terao Yasuke took the initiative to reach out to unbutton his clothes, with a suspicious red on his face: "There are still two hours before my class... we can do it again."

"Stop playing, aren't you tired?"

"It's ok."

He reached out to pull the other party's tie again, his voice trembling because of fatigue.

"I hope you, leader, can feel how much I like you... The parts of you that I ignored before will now be compensated to you all at once."