I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

They boarded the plane overnight, arrived in Las Vegas smoothly, checked into the famous local Excalibur Hotel, and began to prepare for the marriage registration procedures.

It is very simple to register a marriage in Las Vegas. You only need a few pieces of paper, a few procedures, and a few signatures, and then you can find a nearby church and hire a priest who is qualified to witness the marriage.

"Mr. Terao—"

"..."

"Mr. Terao?"

After a few calls, he finally came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Terao Yashu was in a trance the whole time, and when he realized it, he had already obtained the official marriage certificate.

The wedding ring was also worn on the ring finger, blatantly swearing sovereignty to the people around.

They were still standing outside the registration office. Today's weather was extremely fine, the dazzling sunlight made him unable to open his eyes, made his heart beat wildly, and made him unable to get rid of the chaotic state.

He still couldn't believe it: "...It's done, is that all?"

"Yes, that's all."

Dazai nodded, held the ring on his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, with a feigned calm on his face, and his tone was as gentle as ever.

"We belong to each other now."

Dazai kissed his fingers, cheeks, hugged him in full view, and kissed his trembling lips.

Finally, he whispered softly in his ear: "Tonight is our wedding night, tell me, how do you want to celebrate?"

The understatement made the blood in his whole body flow backwards, and his cheeks became hot.

After the registration was completed, they did not return immediately, but visited the local area for several days.

They visited the amusement park, went to the casino, and visited the performances of various hotels.

Dazai has been in a state of high arousal, energetically dragging him around, tasting exotic food and drinks.

"Mr. Terao, let's go ride the Ferris wheel~"

"Didn't you just sit down?"

"I don't care, I just want to sit~ The Ferris wheel is exclusive for couples~ I want to sit, I want to sit, I want to sit—"

Dazai hugged him tightly every time he sat on the Ferris wheel, and even screamed, sometimes he didn't even dare to open his eyes.

Outrageous, Dazai is so timid, dare to keep yelling about jumping off the building?

Maybe it's a fake, Dazai just likes to pretend to be weak, leaning on him softly, to trick him into caring.

Although he is timid and timid, his physical strength is still surprisingly good. He played wildly during the day and still has the strength to toss him on the bed at night.

"Mr. Dazai, don't you feel tired?"

"No, I won't be tired doing anything with Terao-san~"

Dazai was happy throughout the honeymoon until he found out that the hotel only had bathtubs and no standing showers.

Not only is there no shower, but there is also no mirror near the bathtub, leaving Dazai unhappy with both of his fetishes.

"What, shouldn't a mirror in the shower be standard in hotels? Every couple wants to look in the mirror when they do that, right?"

"Mr. Dazai, not everyone is as perverted as you."

"I don't want to, but Mr. Terao, you always inspire those perverted quirks in me. It's all Mr. Terao's fault."

"Ah, yes, yes, if Mr. Dazai hadn't pursued me at the beginning, then Mr. Dazai wouldn't have become so perverted, so it's all my fault."

"What?" Dazai was surprised when he heard this, "Obviously Mr. Terao pursued me first."

"No wonder, you were the leader who pursued me first. You have always had a crush on me, and you always unilaterally molested me."

"Obviously it was Terao-san who abducted me home, and the first sentence he said was 'I've fallen in love with you, I want to have sex with you', that scene is unforgettable to me."

"Obviously the leader, you said to me: 'Mr. Terao, please stay with me, I will give you a raise and a promotion', the leader, you have always used power for personal gain like this."

They quarreled over the topic of "who will pursue whom first", and they had been arguing from the outside to the hotel.

Generally speaking, bickering is the foreplay of sex, and often they will roll on the bed inexplicably in the middle of bickering.

They lived so carefree for a few days, without work, without homework, without worrying about all trivial matters, and having fun to their heart's content.

Until that night, they went to the hotel downstairs to watch the show.

The hotel provided Japanese-style okonomiyaki. Terao Yasuke bought it and tasted it. After chewing it a few times, he suddenly showed a dejected and lonely expression.

Dazai noticed that his expression was wrong, and asked, "What's the matter, isn't it delicious?"

"No, it's delicious...just like the one we had on our last date."

But after that, Terao Yasuke suddenly became absent-minded, as if he was preoccupied.

Dazai saw him fidgeting, so he took his hand: "Mr. Terao is so strange today, is it because he feels unhappy with me?"

No, as long as he is with Dazai, he will be very happy to visit the garbage dump.

Dazai rubbed his hair gently: "Why is that? Tell me, I am your legally registered partner. I must keep you happy at all times. This is my duty as a partner."

In fact, it's nothing, just because he took a few mouthfuls of okonomiyaki, and the taste was exactly the same as the one he ate in Yokohama.

He suddenly missed Yokohama a little bit.

Dazai nodded his nose and said with a smile, "It turns out that the little rabbit misses his hometown."

"...Yes, I don't want to say it, because you are so happy, I don't want to spoil your fun."

He has never left Yokohama since he was a child, and he is not used to leaving for such a long time all of a sudden.

"It's okay, I understand that Terao-san misses Yokohama, but if we go home now, we have to end our honeymoon early."

But their honeymoon has only just begun, and Dazai doesn't want to go home so early.

He hopes to take his Terao-san to all the places, and then return with a marriage certificate to surprise everyone.

"Well, let me think about it. Is there any way to satisfy Mr. Terao's wish to see Yokohama without ending our honeymoon trip?"

Dazai pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Why not, let's go to Yokohama in another world for our honeymoon."

"Uh?"

"Okay, let's do it like this. Anyway, I have a book in my hand, and it's too simple to travel through parallel worlds."

"Hey, don't be so hasty—"

"It's okay, I'll take Terao-san to visit the parallel world of Yokohama, let's go right away."

What are you doing, is this how books are used?

He felt that this proposal was very unreliable, but seeing Dazai eager to try, he also felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

So the next morning, Terao Yashu woke up and found that he was not on the bed, but fully dressed, and was pillowing on Dazai's lap.

They were sitting in a certain coffee shop, surrounded by hustle and bustle, and there were hurried pedestrians outside the window.

This is the coffee shop downstairs of the detective agency, they visited a few days ago.

Dazai held a coffee cup in one hand, stroked his hair with the other, and smiled: "Mr. Terao, good morning."

Terao Yashu just woke up, his mind was still a little confused: "Are we going home?"

"Yes, and no, this is Yokohama from another world. This is not our home, but it is exactly the same as our home."

Indeed, everything is familiar, but not familiar, everything seems familiar, but the details are not the same.

So full of energy, so restless, so buzzing, and yet alive.

Sensing his satisfaction, Dazai took him into his arms among the crowd and kissed his temples.

"Mr. Terao is now in Yokohama, are you happy?"

He nodded, "Yes."

"But, it's not as good as our Yokohama, right?"

"Of course, the Yokohama run by Mr. Dazai is the best, better than any other Yokohama."

"Mr. Terao is really sweet... What should I do, I really like it to death."

According to the time, Mr. Mori in this world is still the leader of Mafia, and Yasuhiro Terao in this world is also the killer of Mafia.

"So, what about you, Mr. Dazai?"

"Of course I am a cadre of Mafia."

"Really? I don't remember."

After hearing this, Dazai became angry, "Mr. Terao, before I became the leader, I was always a cadre of Mafia, have you never paid attention to me before?"

No, when he was a killer, he just lived in a daze every day. He didn't care how many cadres there were in Mafia, and he didn't care about Yokohama's past and future. He just faithfully played a tool man, a killing machine.

It wasn't until Dazai became the leader and demoted him to the grassroots that he was rescued from the life of the walking dead.

Both the leader Zai and Wu Jingzai saved him in their own way.

"Mr. Terao, I'm the youngest cadre in mafia's history~ I'm not very good~"

Dazai hoped that Terao Yasuke would praise him, but Terao Yasuke was drinking coffee with his head down, still looking sullen.

"So, in this world, I won't meet Mr. Dazai, and won't I be with Mr. Dazai?"

"Well...it should be."

Encounters between people are full of accidents and coincidences. In this world, he and Dazai have no intersection. They are strangers, and there will be no love relationship.

That is to say, Yashu Terao in this world will live alone for the rest of his life.

"No, Mr. Terao in this world must have many suitors. Mr. Terao is very likable, and he will never die alone."

"Will do."

Before meeting Dazai, his heart was stagnant, no one could tempt him, and no one could make him have such a strong desire to possess.

Without Dazai, his life would be meaningless.

Seeing that he was so sad, Dazai hurried forward to hug him, and comforted him: "Mr. Terao, don't be sad, I will solve your troubles."

"……How to deal with it?"

"I have a way."

Dazai said, showing a weird smile, every time he was about to do something bad, he would show this kind of smile.

"Please rest assured and leave it to me. I will absolutely, absolutely not let Mr. Terao of this world die alone."

So, that night, Osamu Dazai, the youngest cadre of mafia, received an anonymous letter.

The letter appeared out of nowhere on the desk in his office, without signature, fingerprints or biometric information on the envelope.

It was strange that someone had broken into his office and had stolen nothing and destroyed nothing but this letter.

A strong curiosity arose in his heart, so he took all protective measures and carefully opened the envelope, but there was only one photo inside.

It showed him and a blond man, their shoulders leaning together, smiling passionately, looking intimate.

The blond man was gesturing to the rabbit, while he was sticking out his tongue, pretending to be a kitten.

"what is this?"

He didn't remember taking this photo, and the person in the photo looked familiar.

Is it a prank?

He couldn't figure it out, so he turned the photo over and found a line written on the back of the photo——

"Las Vegas, the first wedding commemorative photo of me and Terao-san~"

This is his handwriting.

But the word "married" shocked him, forcing him to quickly throw the photo on the ground, as if there was some evil curse on it.

Terao?

Is it the one picked up by Mr. Mori, the cold, cold kid with a deadpan face all day long?

Just kidding, when did they take pictures like this?