I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

The leader wanted to reject him, but with such a body pressing on him and seducing him in an extremely professional way, it was difficult for him to restrain his desire.

"Stop playing." He tried to push the person on him away, "If Mr. Terao is broken by me, he won't be able to go to school."

"That's just right for skipping school."

"You actually want to skip school, right?"

"Cough, no."

Yes, being a bad student is addictive.

Anyway, no matter how much he plays truant, his grades are still A, and he only needs to memorize all night before each exam.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and Dazai sent him a message.

"Mr. Terao, Maomao will be going home in a few days, please prepare dried fish for Maomao~"

As usual, the message is followed by a string of hearts and cat symbols.

Terao Yashu didn't intend to reply to Dazai's message, but he still smiled when he saw the message, and this expression was fully seen by the leader.

The leader took his mobile phone and stared at the message for a long time, showing a puzzled expression: "Cat? What do you mean?"

"It literally means that when we were dating, Mr. Dazai was my cat and I was his master. This was our previous nickname."

Hearing this, the leader wrinkled his expression: "It's so childish, comparing people to animals or something, it's so childish."

Yashu Terao could only agree with him: "Yes, you are right, leader, it is very naive, so let's stop talking about this topic."

The leader said he was childish, but he seemed to care about this topic very much. After hesitating for a while, he asked again: "He is your cat...then what am I?"

"Hey, didn't you just say that comparing people to animals is childish?"

"Tell me, what am I?"

The leader is also quite naive, he clearly dislikes this kind of thing, but he still broods over it.

Dazai and the leader are actually about the same level of childishness, but they are not on one point.

"Let me think about it—Mr. Dazai is a soft and clingy white cat, and the leader should be a cold black cat, the kind that doesn't allow others to get close, and will blow up and bite when touched."

The leader is a grumpy little black cat with only a bandage on it.

The leader was obviously not satisfied, "It sounds like the kind of wild cat strayed by the roadside."

"No, it's the black one, it's cute—"

Terao Yasuke wanted to explain, but the leader had run out of patience, turned over and pressed him on the sofa, and kissed him.

"I don't care who wants to be a cat."

"It's not rare for you to ask? Duplicity———"

His lips were bitten, swallowing the next words.

Then they repeated what happened last night, on the sofa, in the bathroom, on the desk, again and again, going deep into the bone marrow, eating the marrow to know the taste.

After finishing, the leader sent him to school, seeing him dozing off sickly on the back seat of the car, feeling a little uneasy.

After that, he returned to the office, thinking back to Terao Yasuke walking to school with a yawn, he felt very distressed.

Seems a little too much, his Terao-san can mess around, but he should refrain.

The leader felt guilty all day because of this, but a few hours later, Terao Yashu came back from class, not as listless as imagined, but full of energy and looking very good.

The leader was surprised: "You, have your physical strength recovered?"

"Well, I just went to physical education class, and my body was in pain, so I went to the playground and ran [-] laps, and then my physical strength recovered."

After running, he was revived with full blood, and he could go shopping with Higuchi on the way after school.

The reason is very simple. When you are not energetic, go to exercise and you will be energetic. When you want to sleep, you will wake up after doing a few test papers. When you are not motivated, you will be motivated by looking at your empty wallet.

Terao Yasuke ignored the leader's astonished expression, and handed him the shopping bag in his hand: "Look, I brought you a present."

"what gift?"

"High heel."

He watched the leader's eyes widen, showing a humiliated but uncomfortable expression, "High heels? Are you giving me high heels?"

"Boss, haven't you always wanted to grow taller?" Terao Yashu looked at his expression with interest, "Don't you like it? Then if I insist on giving it to you, will you accept it?"

The leader's expression wanted to complain, but in the end he just frowned: "Take it, let it go."

Seeing his reluctance, Terao Yasuke laughed half dead: "I'm just joking with you, I bought this for Xiaoyin."

The leader found out that he had been fooled, and his mood was indescribable.He has always been good at spotting other people's lies, but now Yasuhiro Terao can fool him by lying casually.

Love really damages the brain.

"Mr. Terao, you haven't been so fond of pranks before."

"I didn't really know how to play pranks before, but after being with the leader, I learned a lot by myself. Your serious and serious face, leader, is just right for being the target of teasing."

What, just lie to him, and pinch his face with your hands.

Just buy gifts for others, not him.

Sensing his anger, Terao Yasuke poked his cheek, jokingly said, "Are you angry? Just because I teased you just now?"

The leader suppressed his expression: "No."

"Why is that? Tell me."

"..."

Terao Yasuke sat in his arms, reached out to help him straighten his tie, and at the same time patiently educated him: "Master, you should learn from Mr. Dazai once in a while? You can be like him and tell me directly if you are unhappy. Don't be bored, okay?"

Crying children have candy to eat, and Dazai can get more love from him because he is good at making trouble for no reason.

"I just want to know—you bought gifts for everyone else, why didn't you buy them for me?"

Just because of this?

Terao Yasuke showed a troubled expression, "But I'm shopping at a cheap store, and there doesn't seem to be any suitable gifts for you."

"Why not, clothes, shoes, ties, you can buy whatever you want, and I will accept whatever you buy."

He believed that even if he bought a cheap shirt for the leader, the leader would not dislike him.

But how can he let the leader wear cheap shirts?

He can't even afford the clothes that the leader wears. A custom-made jacket for the leader can cover his living expenses for a month, and a pair of handmade shoes can make him bankrupt.

No wonder it is always said that love needs to be matched. If the financial resources of the two parties are not balanced, this embarrassing situation will appear.

Forget it, since the leader wants a gift, let's buy something more expensive for him.

He didn't have class the next morning, so he took Higuchi to the mall again, planning to buy gifts for the leader.

He walked around the clothing section, but he really didn't know which clothes to buy. He looked at this one, picked up another one in his hand, and was not satisfied with any of them in the end.

He couldn't even afford the clothes that were worthy of being the leader of mafia, and the clothes he could afford were too cheap.

Seeing that he was at a loss, Higuchi volunteered to jump out: "Senior, what does your boyfriend look like and what is his body shape? Tell me, and I will help you choose a dress that suits him best."

Higuchi has always wanted to see what Terao-senpai's boyfriend looks like, but he has not been able to do so.

"My boyfriend, he is about the same height as me, and he is a little better than me, just a little bit. Because he likes to wrap his arms with bandages, it is difficult to match clothes..."

Wait, I slipped my tongue.

He quickly stopped talking, but Higuchi became suspicious: "Your boyfriend's physical features sound like the leader."

"Ahaha, don't be kidding, how could the leader associate with me."

"That's right." Higuchi sighed, "Senior, when I think of you being abused by the leader every day, I feel very sad."

In fact, this is true, the leader did abuse him on the bed.

But heck, he enjoyed it.

Whether it's Dazai's kind of gentleness, or the current bold and willful one, he enjoys it very much.

After wandering around the mall for a long time, he finally picked out a shirt of suitable quality and within his financial means. After packing the shirt carefully, he took it to Mafia.

But when he came to the office, the first thing he saw was a bottle of red wine on the desk. Just by looking at the bottle, he knew that the wine was expensive and frightening.

He glanced at the brand of the wine, and sure enough, White Horse Chateau red wine costs about 10,000+ a bottle, and every sip is money.

The leader saw that he had been staring at the bottle of wine, so he explained: "This is just sent by Zhongye, to congratulate me on the first anniversary of my ascension."

One year ago today, he put Mori Ogai under house arrest and took control of Mafia's affairs, and then a few months later, he disclosed the identity of the leader for the first time and officially took over Mafia.

So this day was very memorable, and his subordinates knew it well, and sent him gifts one after another to celebrate.

Terao Yasuke didn't care much about this question, but asked nervously: "Are you alone with Mr. Nakahara just now?"

The leader bowed his head and signed the document: "Yes."

"Then, leader, you—well, I mean—no, actually, I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, do you really like Mr. Zhongyuan?"

Terao Yasuke has always wanted to ask this question, but has never been able to find the opportunity.

The leader's writing hand was blunt, but he still nodded: "Yes."

Terao Yashu didn't expect him to answer so happily, his heart twitched: "Do you like him?"

"Yes." The leader said, looking up at him, the corners of his mouth curved into a charming arc, "Mr. Terao, do you know what I like most about Nakiya?"

"Which point?"

"As long as I mention him, or get alone with him, you will be jealous. That's why I like Zhongye."

Terao Yasuke was speechless.

He knew that the leader said this to tease him, but he looked down at the shopping bag in his hand, and suddenly felt that the gift he gave was very shabby.

Indeed, his gift was nothing compared to this bottle of red wine.

The leader noticed that he was unhappy and thought he didn't like his joke just now, so he immediately explained: "Hey, I was just kidding you just now, you don't take it seriously, do you?"

"..."

"What are you holding in your hand, a gift for me?"

Terao Yashu hid the bag behind his back and shook his head desperately: "No."

"Bring it to me."

No, he can't give away this kind of thing.

Terao Yashu thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Boss, can you give me a piece of your bandage?"

"what?"

"Bandage." Terao Yasuke said with a straight face, "I want the bandage on your body, cut it off and give it to me, hurry up."

The leader was puzzled, but still cut off a section of the bandage on his wrist and handed it to him.

"What do you want to do, don't you want to strangle me to death with this bandage?"

Terao Yashu didn't answer, but took the bandage and left.

Seeing Terao Yasuke leaving without saying a word, the leader was a little worried.

Is he joking too far?

Terao Yasuke is not a jealous person, but he has always cared about his relationship with Chuya, and every time he and Chuya get along alone, the other party will have a little tantrum like this.

It's very strange, that guy Butei often gets along with Odasaku alone, why doesn't he take Odasaku's jealousy, and only eats the middle one?

The leader was restless all day, until that night, Terao Yashu came to the office again and handed him a carefully packed box.

"Here, a gift to celebrate the first anniversary of your ascension."

The leader observed his expression, saw his serious face, and raised his heart again, "What is it this time?"

"I made it myself."

"No way, a busy person like Terao-san has time to make gifts with his own hands?"

Fool, you are exhausted from going to work and school every day, and you still find time to make gifts, aren't you afraid of dying from overwork?

"Well, leader, you are used to living a luxurious life, and the gifts from people around you are also luxury goods, so it doesn't make sense for me to buy even the most expensive things, so I made a gift myself."

The leader opened the box and found a black puppet cat sewn with cloth.

The cat had bandages on its face, paws, and tail.

Terao Yashu took a piece of bandage from him before, just to do this?

"Ah."

Terao Yashu was a little embarrassed, but still nodded, and introduced the puppet cat bravely.

"Its body was made from one of my old clothes, its bandages were taken from your body, and it's a combination of the two of us... Do you like it or not?"

Dazai made him a puppet rabbit before, and he wanted to make a puppet following Dazai's technique, but it was much rougher and looked poor.

Sure enough, he is not as dexterous as Dazai, the hand speed that Dazai has practiced in picking locks for more than ten years is extraordinary.

"Although it's ugly, I've been doing this all day. Do you like it?"

Terao Yasuke asked this question full of expectation, but the leader just looked at the cat over and over again without saying a word.

Terao Yashu thought he didn't like it, and was a little disappointed, but the other party immediately moved all the expensive ornaments on the table aside, and then put this ugly cat on it.

It's ugly, but it deserves the most prominent place.

He pulled Mishu Terao to sit on his lap again, nodded his nose, and jokingly said: "I accept it, I am very willing to be Mr. Terao's little black cat."

"..."

As she spoke, she branded a burning kiss on his neck, and murmured: "As a pet, I will sit on you every night to comfort you, do you like it?"

"..."

"Hey, why are you blushing again?"

He lowered his head and covered his hot cheeks with his hands: "No."

The leader pinched his jaw, and his tone became a little lower: "It's not over yet, tell me, what kind of cat am I? Am I a very expensive cat?"

"of course."

"Am I more expensive than that old man?"

Terao Yasuke thought this question was boring and refused to answer, but the other party insisted: "Hurry up, say that I am a noble pet cat, and that old man is a cheap stray cat on the side of the road."

"Are you dissatisfied with my gift?"

"Yes, although I am willing to accept your gift, but I am very dissatisfied."

"But I've been doing it for a long time."

"Because I am very vain, since Mr. Terao has no money to buy me expensive gifts, then use your body to pay off the debt, huh?"

The leader murmured and blew into his ear, the itching feeling spread from the top of his head to his toes, making him want to curl up.

"You let me sell myself for a gift?"

"Of course, Mr. Terao's body is a priceless treasure. If you sell it to me, I will make you very comfortable."

Being a pet is really childish, he will never understand those childish tricks between lovers, and it is also difficult to understand.

But it doesn't matter, since his Terao-san likes it, it's okay to be a pet once in a while.