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【Osamu Dazai held the list in his hand, pointed to one of them, his face was about to contort: ​​"Are you sure?"

Yui Ayase nodded in anticipation: "Yeah!"

"Both of us are kitchen killers, Yui-chan." Dazai Osamu reminded her with rare kindness, "Think about my hard tofu."

But Yui Ayase insisted: "No! I will do it!"

Osamu Dazai could only scratch her nose helplessly, showing a helpless smile: "Don't regret it."

Seeing that he agreed, Ayase immediately jumped on him, grabbed him and kissed her hard, and Osamu Dazai put his hands around her waist, and accepted it with a smile...]

Osamu Dazai closed the book, and stared at Zenyuan Yui thoughtfully, until the gaze was so obvious that she couldn't ignore it at all.

Her whole body tensed up, she made the bed calmly, then turned back and sat beside him affectionately: "What's wrong?" She twirled the words on the tip of her tongue, and finally spit out: "Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai put the book away, even though he knew in his heart that she was deliberately approaching her, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

He put his arms around her shoulders, as if he didn't feel her stiffness at all, he just looked at her thoughtfully: "How about we cook together once?"

Zenyuan Yui never thought that Osamu Dazai had watched her for so long, and only made this request.

Thinking of what she heard vaguely before going to bed last night, she couldn't help but tremble again.

Cook together?Could it be that Osamu Dazai, as the leader of the port mafia, really wants to fall in love with him?

impossible!

Although Zenyuan only sneered at this behavior that sounded sticky, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief - she thought he still wanted it.

He was so full of energy that these nights were really hard for her.

It is rare for Zen Yuan to look forward to it from the bottom of his heart: "Okay!"

Osamu Dazai looked at her one after another, and laughed.

—Maybe he found another... way to make her cooperate with him?

He raised the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart: That's pretty good, killing two birds with one stone.

Osamu Dazai saw her staring at him without blinking, the dark blue pupils were rarely filled with longing and expectation, looking like a pitiful little beast.

He couldn't help feeling soft again: "Let's go, I'm ready."

This time, Zenyuan only followed him to the gate of Mafia, the port, without any disguise, and walked all the way to the downstairs of an apartment with surprised and puzzled eyes.

Osamu Dazai stood at the door of this apartment, looking at the second floor with distant and long eyes, as if he was recalling something again.

He looked at it, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of me giving this place to you?"

But before Zenyuan Wei answered, he whispered to himself again: "Forget it, you are still different from her."

Zenyuan Wei instantly felt humiliated——

She couldn't help recalling the familiar eyes of Dazai Osamu when he looked at her, but it seemed that he was looking at others through herself.

Thinking about it again, the tenderness and caress he showed towards him yesterday...

Wei Wei's eyes trembled for a moment, then he held back with difficulty, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

(You are a confinement, a plaything, a substitute... What kind of true feelings are you longing for? Aren't you determined to replace it?)

...Sure enough, it's just like what my mother said: people can't touch the stars.

Osamu Dazai thought it was bad after he finished talking to himself, but after thinking about it carefully, he still didn't make the slightest remedy in the end.

Why should he hold so much weight in her heart?That will only make the dead reluctant to let go, and the living unable to let go.

And this is just right.

Osamu Dazai's eyes flickered slightly, and he took her into the house of the two of them in the main world, and opened the familiar door.

He gently took off the overcoat on Wei Wei's body, and put it on the shelf at the door.

Wrap her clothes in his own clothes and put them on top of her. Only in this way can he imagine himself holding her in his arms. The two of them are not guarded and have no worries. Like every pair of ordinary lovers, they use their own breath Occupy all her senses.

He looked at the two intimate coats, and his eyes darkened imperceptibly.

Seeing Zenyuan standing beside him cautiously, Osamu Dazai could only sigh again: "Let's go, I have asked people to get things ready."

His hands tightly clamped the slender waist of Zenyuan Wei, and with some helpless unwillingness and sense of urgency, he led her into the kitchen with a posture of complete possession.

Originally, Osamu Dazai thought that Yui of the Zen Academy would be helpless—after all, Yui Ayase in the main world is a real kitchen killer, and there are countless broken pots and utensils.

But when he saw the Zenyuan Wei pick up the knife without changing his face, although he was a little clumsy, he still cut the ingredients very neatly.

Osamu Dazai hurriedly followed behind her, but he wanted to help but was helplessly separated by the Zenyuan Wei calmly.

After all the ingredients were put into the pot by her, only then did she have the leisure to talk to him.

Her complexion looks extremely complicated, and although her dark blue eyes are staring at everything in front of her, they seem to reflect her past difficult and difficult life: "...you know? It was the first time I cooked and put all the The pots are all fried."

She gave a short laugh, her eyes looked like mud puddles of different sizes left on the ground after the rain soaked the road: "But what can I do? If I don't know how to cook, I can only starve to death. Taking care of idlers, but she...is sick...it's fine if I die, but I can't implicate others."

Osamu Dazai naturally knew that the "she" here refers to the only mother of the Zen Academy.

Her words were like countless hammers, hitting his heart heavily, and even the temples on both sides were agitated, making him feel that the wind exhaled from his chest was cool.

Osamu Dazai took a few quick breaths, opened his mouth, but stopped again.

Zenyuan Wei didn't seem to see anything, his face seemed to be numb to the point of expressionlessness, his fingers turned the spatula stiffly, and his whole person seemed to have no fluctuations.

The aroma of the food is getting stronger and stronger.

She took out the food, put it on the table, and took the bowls and chopsticks for the two of them.

Osamu Dazai picked up the ordinary-looking home-cooked food on the plate, as if picking up all her past suffering and tears, and stuffed it into his mouth like a jujube.

He was obviously sitting in a warm room, but he felt as if he had been immersed in the boundless cold seabed, his mouth and nose were covered by sea water heavily, which brought him a feeling of suffocation that was hard to breathe.

He kept asking himself—is the path he prepared for her really correct?Is she really invulnerable?Can she control the situation? ...

After much deliberation, the always flexible brain seemed to flood the whole body with blood, and the blood vessels swelled as if they were about to burst.

Osamu Dazai ate his rice bowl very cleanly.

With a very solemn feeling, he strengthened his determination again.

Yes, she couldn't be hurt anymore.

So—she doesn't have to love herself, and she doesn't have to figure out her own mind.

Whether it is forgotten or hated, Osamu Dazai is just a passer-by in the life of the Zen Academy.

——Don't be too concerned about it.

Osamu Dazai put the dishes and chopsticks and plates of the two into the dishwasher, and after settling in the Zen garden Yui, he got up and left, and walked into a room next to him.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had been ordered a long time ago, was already waiting at home.

Seeing Osamu Dazai coming in, he saluted and said, "Boss."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand and told him to sit down straight away. His two iris-colored eyes were like jewels sunk in a pool of water, reflecting the color of the abyss: "Wait until tomorrow, you will be with the man from the Armed Detective Agency." Dr. Yosano, bring it here."

When Zhong Yuan heard this, he immediately panicked: "Boss! Are you sick or injured?!"

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "It's not me, it's for others."

It doesn't make sense that Ayase Yui has supernatural powers, but Chanyuan Yui doesn't.

Thinking about the reason why the main world Ayase Yui did not have the awakening ability shown in the book, Osamu Dazai also knew that the crux was in Yui's body in the Zen Academy.

As long as she successfully awakens the supernatural power, the road he paved for her will definitely be much easier than planned.

"That's right, bring over all the documents that require my approval." He asked again before leaving.

"Boss! It's dangerous here!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned.

Without turning his head, Dazai said softly, "It's okay, trust me."

When he returned home, he lay on the bed with his clothes on like the only one in the Zen courtyard. He was silent, as if enjoying this rare and ordinary time.

The stars cannot be touched by humans, but they can be conquered by humans.

But the vanquished stars will never appeal to the mouth—

"It's like I love you, a secret I never tell. 』