I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

The next morning, Terao Yasuke was woken up by the alarm clock. He hugged the pillow and looked at the fine sunlight coming in from the window, feeling very sad.

I hate going to school and I don't want to go to work.

He wants to lie flat and be a waste, he wants to be with his boyfriend all the time.

The ideal was beautiful, but he still took a long time to wash up and went downstairs. When he saw fried toast on the table, he didn't have an appetite. Instead, he yawned and went to make coffee.

In his opinion, the cooking skills of the leader and Dazai are like magic, as if they throw ingredients into the pot casually, they can conjure delicious dishes.

He can't, he's more exhausted cooking a meal than running a marathon.

After making the coffee, he had just taken two sips when the cup in his hand was snatched away by the leader.

"From today, no coffee allowed."

"why?"

"Drinking coffee can irritate the stomach, you should know better than me."

He suspected that the leader was just too lazy to make coffee, so he snatched his to drink.

Now he can't even drink coffee, can he?Dazai didn't control him so strictly.

He buried his face in the leader's arms, and begged coquettishly: "Give me a drink, I'm so sleepy, how can I go to class without coffee to refresh myself?"

The leader touched his face, seeing his listless look, he regretted playing too much last night.

He kept reminding himself to restrain himself last night, but it was really difficult.

"Then don't go to work and go straight home to sleep after school."

"I'm not tired, just go to the playground and run a few laps later."

"Go home and sleep, and your salary will be paid to you."

Terao Yasuke showed displeasure, "How can I do that? I am a person who earns money by working hard with both hands. If I can get money without working, wouldn't that be equivalent to being taken care of by you?"

He has always been an inspirational role model for his classmates. He has no father and no mother. He is an orphan. He bought a house and a car with the money he earned, and he can raise a little boyfriend at home.

"Mr. Terao, I have always raised you, and I also paid the salary of the orphanage."

"That's my salary in exchange for hard work. Do you know how tiring it is to take care of children?"

Taking care of the young Osamu Dazai is simply not a job that humans are capable of. That child can torture a group of adults to death at a young age.

Terao Yasuke sat down at the dining table unhappy, eating fried toast, halfway through eating, suddenly thought of a question.

"My lord, what part of your personality is that child in the orphanage?"

He has always been curious about this question. The child is gloomy and indifferent, not childish at all, and his mind is more mature than adults.

The leader didn't really want to answer this question, but when the other party kept asking, he could only say helplessly: "That child, he is not my personality."

"what is that?"

"I cut out all my childhood memories and turned into him. In other words, that child is the carrier of part of my memories, and he is my entire childhood."

"Is that so?"

But the child was lifeless every day, that is to say, in Osamu Dazai's childhood memory, there was nothing but sorrow and depression.

so poor.

Terao Yasuke always thought that his childhood experience was the most pitiful, but at least he was loved by Mr. Hirotsu and others when he was a child, and the leader had nothing.

Thinking of this, he slammed into the leader's arms, and while hugging him, he almost knocked over the coffee cup in his hand.

"Hey—" The leader was almost scalded by the coffee, but he couldn't bear to get angry, "What's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing... I just want to hug you."

The leader noticed the sadness and distress in his words, and fell silent for a while.

The leader doesn't like to see Yasu Terao sad, but he also enjoys the feeling of being loved and pitied by Yasu Terao.

"Mr. Terao, if you really love me, please listen to me."

Terao Yashu nodded obediently, "Yes, I will be obedient."

"Then stop drinking coffee, finish your meal quickly, and then go to school."

"okay."

"Hey, Terao-san has suddenly become so obedient, isn't it because he wants to do something bad again?"

Yashu Terao looked up at him, and begged, "Since I'm so obedient, can you let me drink some coffee?"

"No."

He immediately changed his face, "I hate the leader."

"Hey, you just said you liked me."

"I don't like it, I don't like it now, I hate the leader very much now."

After getting along for a few days, Yashu Terao could more and more understand the difference between Dazai and the leader.

Generally speaking, Dazai is relatively well-behaved, and will only play adult games with him when appropriate.

But the leader is not so polite, he can press him against the wall or the sofa anytime, anywhere, regardless of the occasion, time and place, tirelessly.

Every time, before he could recover, the other party had already gotten to the point. The other party explored him curiously, like a painter preparing to copy and sketch, trying to find out every inch and every place.

Then repeat the process over and over until he is exhausted, confused and at the mercy of others.

After finishing, the leader will hug him very worriedly, and keep asking him: "Does it hurt?"

After getting his no, here we go again.

Well, he can understand, after all, the leader is a child and has a strong curiosity about new things.

But this curious time is too long, many days have passed, and the leader still maintains a high concentration of interest like the first time.

The calm appearance is all an illusion.

After a few days of indulgence like this, the leader also noticed that something was wrong, especially when he saw Terao Yasuke yawning every morning and often dozing off in class.

Although Terao Yasuke kept saying "it's okay" and "it's nothing", but the leader decided to restrain himself temporarily and let Terao Yasu regain some strength.

So that night, the leader said bluntly: "Let's do nothing tonight, just sleep well."

This remark aroused dissatisfaction with Terao Yasuke: "Why, as a boyfriend, you have to have sex with me at least once a night, this is your obligation."

Knowing that he had an exam the next day, the leader didn't want to distract him, so he just kissed him a few times and urged him to close his eyes and go to sleep.

"but--"

"No buts."

Terao Yashu ignored him, deliberately climbed onto the leader's body, and kissed the leader, flirting and entangled with the other party, trying to seduce the other party to fall a little bit.

When he reached out to pull the other party's clothes, he was stopped by the other party: "Mr. Terao, let me say this one last time, lie down and sleep."

Terao Yashu saw that he was coming for real, lost all interest for a while, and became annoyed: "Why, since I have an exam tomorrow, then this is a relaxing game before the exam, you can't refuse."

Terao Yasuke has indeed become much more courageous. In the past, if he just stared a little, the other party would be terrified. Now he dares to talk back to him.

"No, you can't say anything, go to sleep."

Terao Yashu was a little annoyed when he saw that he didn't follow, so he thought about it, and suddenly smiled.

"When Mr. Dazai and I made this for the first time, we played for two full days. We didn't go anywhere in those two days, and we kept doing this at home."

The leader frowned: "What do you mean by this?"

"It means, are you not good, leader? Are you worse than Mr. Dazai? Why can't you do what Mr. Dazai can do?"

The leader knew that he was provocative, or he was successfully provoked, so he pressed him on the pillow and kissed him.

Do you have to drive him crazy?

"Yes." Terao Yasuke laughed, and whispered arrogantly in the other party's ear: "I just like watching the leader go crazy for me... I like it to death."

People in love go through a series of transitions, some of which can be very caring and others that can be very grueling.

And a love brain like Terao Yasuke will gradually become more and more crazy, and he must have a rational boyfriend by his side to take care of him all the time.

The chief wishes he was that sane boyfriend, but it's really, really hard.

Terao Yasuke ignored the exam the next day and continued to play games until midnight.

At noon the next day, he came out of the examination room, holding a full score report card, feeling elated.

See, even though he only got three hours of sleep last night, even though he dozed off during the test, and even though he still has dark circles under his eyes, he still got an A.

He took out his mobile phone and happily sent a message to the leader: "See, full marks. What do you know, leader, I know my body best, and I don't need to rest at all."

After the message was sent, nothing came to light. He sent several messages in a row, but the leader didn't respond.

What are you doing, why don't you reply?

Generally speaking, no matter how busy the leader is, he will find time to reply to him, even if it is only a "hmm".

Why did the leader ignore him? Could it be that he was injured again?

He panicked, packed up his things and went to mafia.

After entering the chief's office, he saw a mess on the ground.The documents and books on the desk were scattered on the floor, the coffee cup was overturned, and the light-colored carpet was stained.

The leader was sitting at the desk at the moment, with one hand resting on his forehead, as if he was bowing his head and pondering something, as silent as a sculpture.

He knocked on the door frame and called out tentatively, "Boss?"

The other party didn't respond, but just sat there motionless.

Terao Yashu sensed that something was wrong, and was about to call Xiaoyin over, but at this moment the leader suddenly raised his head and looked at him intently.

"Mr. Terao."

The tone was flat and unwavering.

"……are you OK?"

The leader opened his mouth, and his face changed a few times. After a while, his eyes suddenly burst into thick colors like colorful ink, and he stood up cheerfully, and threw himself into his arms.

"Mr. Terao~~"

He froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Something was wrong, the person in his arms had bright eyes, hugged his neck, and rubbed against him like a cat, acting like a spoiled child to him.

He was greatly shocked: "Who are you?"

"I'm Mr. Terao's cat cat~ Cat cat is back, has the master prepared small dried fish for cat cat?"

It's Dazai.

He was frightened, and immediately pushed the person on him away, "What's the matter with you, how did you break in, where is the leader?"

Impossible, the chief's office is heavily guarded, even if Dazai has the same face as the chief, it is impossible for Dazai to break in casually.

Moreover, the height is wrong, why did Dazai become shorter?

"Because I am the leader." Dazai seemed very happy to see his frightened face, "My personality has temporarily taken over this body, that's it."

What do you mean, he doesn't understand.

"It's very simple, because my personality returned to the leader's body bit by bit, but because our fusion is not complete, we will exclude each other and compete for the sovereignty of this body."

Therefore, the person in front of him is still the leader, and this body is still the leader's body, but this body is mixed with a part of Dazai's personality.

How could such a thing happen, it is too dangerous.

Dazai continued to explain: "Generally speaking, the leader's personality is higher than mine, but if my personality suppresses the leader's personality, then I will temporarily take over this body, just like this."

In other words, the reason why the leader repeatedly jumps between the two personalities is because the two personalities in the body are competing for the initiative.

This, one body with two personalities, this is still schizophrenia.

Dazai ignored his astonishment, sat up from the sofa, and stretched happily.

"Okay, it actually succeeded. It turns out that my personality can really overwhelm the leader's personality. It's so interesting~~~"

The leader's face, which has been iced for thousands of years, is now filled with a lazy expression like a cat, and he is rolling around on the sofa, which is weird no matter how you look at it.

Terao Yashu hasn't recovered from the shock yet, but Dazai is very happy, dangling around in the office with the leader's body on his head, full of curiosity about everything.

"The chief's office is much more rustic than I imagined, but fortunately, it's still within my tolerance."

"But the leader is really short...he's really a brat."

"Well, let me take a look, good, since I'm the leader now, I'm going to start calling the shots—"

Dazai said, sat down on the chair, and began to give orders in a decent manner.

"Hey, send me an order to sell all the stocks under my name, clear all the funds in the account, and throw away all the land recovered by Mafia, and all the five major cadres of Mafia will be fired—"

Terao Yashu knew that he was making trouble on purpose, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "No!"

Dazai rested his chin on one hand, and looked at his expression with interest: "Why not, I am the leader, I can do anything."

It's over, what, what should I do now?

The part of Dazai's personality likes to play, but also hates mafia, it's impossible not to make trouble.

Terao Yasuke locked the office door, sat him down on a chair, and taught him earnestly: "No, Mr. Dazai, don't make trouble."

"why?"

"Because you can't mess around as the leader, do you understand?"

He couldn't control his emotions for a moment, and his tone was a little heavier.

Seeing that he was so fierce, Dazai immediately showed a helpless and pitiful expression.

"You yell at me... Mr. Terao, you actually yell at me for the leader..."

"Uh, no, I didn't—"

"You have it!" Dazai began to snark habitually, "You hate me, right? It must be, Mr. Terao must hate me, I am so miserable, no one likes me, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Terao Yashu knew that he was pretending, but when he saw him acting coquettishly, his heart softened instantly, he stretched out his arms to hug him, and began to comfort him.

"No, I didn't hate Mr. Dazai, I just--well, I didn't mean to, I won't yell at you anymore."

Dazai was originally pretending, seeing Terao Yasuke kept apologizing to him, he was satisfied and calmed down.

Then he took advantage of Yasu Terao's unpreparedness, pushed her down on the sofa, turned over to hold her down, and then reached out to poke her cheek.

Seeing his strange smile, Yashu Terao felt that something was wrong, "What do you want to do?"

"Mr. Terao, you are too much, 'cat cat' is a code between the two of us, how can you tell the leader?"

"I do not have--"

"Lie, you made a puppet of a black cat for the leader."

Sophistry is useless, the puppet is now sitting on the desk.

He didn't know that Dazai cared so much about this matter, so he quickly apologized: "I was wrong, I won't do it next time."

Dazai didn't believe it, because his Terao-san was the best at smooth talk.

"Mr. Terao, am I not your only pet? How can you find other cats outside? You make me very sad."

Dazai was still smiling when he said this, but the force on his wrist was suddenly much stronger, and his eyes showed a little coldness.

"So, I'm going to punish Terao-san now."

As Dazai said, he leaned down and bit the corner of his lips lightly, causing him a little tender pain.

Realizing what he was going to do, Terao Yasu immediately refused: "Stop, not now—"

"Don't refuse, if Terao-san dares to refuse, then I will make trouble in Mafia."