The daily life after marriage with the leader of Mori

When the door closed, Osamu Dazai's smiling face turned cold in an instant.

The corners of the mouth were gently raised, drawing a nonchalant arc.

The whole person is not bright, and the whole body seems to be soaked in black air.

He glanced at the sofa and wrote lightly: "You sleep there."

Akutagawa nodded blankly.

After being taken out of the slum by Dazai, he got used to his moodiness.

One second he was still smiling, and the next second he would pull down and teach him the wrong things he did.

A slap is giving a sweet date.

Osamu Dazai's attitude towards Akutagawa is completely the attitude of taming pets.

But Akutagawa didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and had a subtle admiration for Osamu Dazai, eager to be affirmed by Osamu Dazai, as if he was only valuable in this way.

Osamu Dazai lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, his eyes were out of focus, thinking about something.

Akutagawa flipped carefully, hugging the blanket and pressing it against his chest, he could feel his abnormal heartbeat.

He didn't even dare to breathe too heavily, for fear of disturbing Dazai.

Nervous and excited, really "sweet" troubles.

The room was very quiet, and the moonlight quietly penetrated through the window sill, half of it shining on his side face.

He didn't feel sleepy, he opened his eyes, the dark eyes absorbed all the moonlight, and it was dark.

His sleep quality is not good, he thinks more and sleeps less.

Before being picked up by Mori Ogai to act as his adopted son, he lived in a container in an abandoned garbage dump. It was not considered a home, but a cold residence, a place where he could think quietly.

He turned over and happened to meet Kami Akutagawa's eyes.

Akutagawa was at a loss, and before he could look away, he saw Dazai turning over and pointing the back of his black head at him.

Akutagawa: "..."

Seems to be despised.

After a restless night, the sky dawned in the blink of an eye.

Wu Tiaoqing woke up early, her hair was casually coiled around the front of her head, and a few strands fell restlessly, adding a bit of tenderness to her for no reason.

In the early morning, the air-conditioning still hadn't dissipated, Wujou put on a coat and turned to look at Mori Ogai who was going downstairs, and invited, "Boss Mori, are you interested in going to buy breakfast together?"

Mori Ogai quickened his pace and stopped beside Wujoqing.

She naturally helped him straighten his shirt, and the cuff buttons were still buttoned at the cuff buttons she gave him.

Most of the people who had been guarding Mafia, a port near their residence, withdrew. Mori Ogai said that no one could be trusted, but what he did was a complete slap in the face.

There was no one in the park, and the people who were doing morning exercises on the road had steady footsteps and a steady breath, and they seemed to be armed with force. When they saw Mori Ogai, they would stop and bow respectfully, so they knew who they were without even thinking about it.

Wujoqing definitely has a filter for Morin Taro, otherwise there are so many strange people and flaws around, and he would not have noticed it at all.

When we first got together, Mori Ogai also had a filter for her. It should not be said to be a filter, but to be conceited. I didn't expect that someone would hide their identity like him and come out as an ordinary person.

By mistake, neither of them found each other's flaws.

It was said that they were out to buy breakfast, but the two of them seemed to be hanging out, walking around the park, and the surrounding green plants made people feel relaxed unconsciously.

Mori Ogai's expression was gentle. He received an invitation from Wujoqing shortly after he woke up before he had time to take care of it. As a result, some strands of his hair jumped up in disobedience. cute.

Wu Tiaoqing couldn't help leaning forward, and kissed the corner of his mouth with a smile, and the blue beard stubble that appeared overnight tickled people's hearts.

The birds chirped and chirped.

After strolling around for a while, the two remembered the children who were still at home waiting to be fed.

Gojo Ai, who proposed to come out to buy breakfast, looked at Mori Ogai innocently with empty hands.

Mori Ogai understood in seconds, raised his arm and made a random movement, and the person who was running errands to buy breakfast arrived.

Being a leader is still pretty useful.

After returning, Wutiaoqing prepared the milk.

There are also some

Impatient, one year older after birthday, but the height has not increased at all.

Wu Tiaoqing searched a lot on the Internet, and even asked the doctor, and finally only silently suggested whether he should go to practice basketball when he is free.

Wu Tiaoqing's words were tactful, and Zhong also didn't notice the slightest concern about his height.

Wu Tiaoqing was melancholy for a while, and finally relieved.

It doesn't matter if a person is too good, just like Wujo Satoru, there must always be some imperfections to be considered a person.

Akutagawa floated down from upstairs in dejection.

Glancing at him casually, Wutiaoqing's eyes widened in surprise: "Akutagawa, didn't you sleep well at night?"

His skin is pale, and the bruises are particularly obvious under his eyes.The eyes were still red and bloodshot, and it seemed that he hadn't had a good rest at night.

Akutagawa: "...No."

I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep at all, and I couldn't sleep until dawn.

He listened intently to Osamu Dazai's breathing, and he knew exactly how many times he breathed in a night.

Osamu Dazai came down from the stairs slowly, yawning, leaned over and took a bite from the plate, half of the sandwich went into his mouth.

Seeing the milk on the table, he complained vaguely: "The little dwarf is already stereotyped, drinking milk will not help."

Recently, Slug hangs around mysteriously after work, and doesn't go home immediately.

Mori Ogai didn't send him a secret mission either, so what is he doing outside?

Osamu Dazai keenly felt that there was something to dig out, so he followed Zhongya himself, and finally found out...

He is secretly practicing playing basketball.

Osamu Dazai laughed at him on the spot, and was beaten up by Nakaya.

He has learned to be smart now, nine out of ten it is Mori Ogai who is behind his back.

Hit him deliberately avoiding the face, control the strength of the hit will make him hurt, but never leave any traces.

Even if he wants to sue, he can't sue.

Now, his stomach still hurts!

Insidious dead dwarf.

Mori Ogai, who had been idle for a while, became busy again. It seemed that an overseas force had come to Yokohama, and it was menacing, causing a lot of wind and rain.

Wujoqing doesn't care much about the port Mafia, and is busy running around dealing with various spells.

Ogai Mori, who was full of sadness when chatting with her while busy with work, was only occasionally sent to the port Mafia with the meals she bought herself.

Mori Ogai understands the small love between lovers very well, and from time to time he comes up with some small ways to stimulate and enhance the relationship.

Two adults who have experienced many battles are not like young people who are dating for the first time.

It's not interesting to play some tricks between couples with the other party.

Wujoqing finished work and came to Yokohama with her bag on her back to attend the appointment.

She hasn't been to the bar for a long time.

Jiajin Glass has been under a lot of pressure recently, and the cigarette that had been stopped for a long time has relapsed.

She put out the cigarette butt, and her whole body was exhausted.

There are very few nurses who can reverse spells in the world of conjuration, and the rare family nitrates are busy running around, wishing for a few people who can reverse spells to heal tomorrow to relieve her pressure.

"Too rambunctious."

Jiarui Glass is talking about Yujin Knotabagi, who came back from the dead and made a shining debut in the world of magic.

She took a sip of wine: "A communication meeting almost blows up the Conjuration High School. There are several sick cases and it doesn't stop. What kind of baseball are you playing?"

The family members smothered each other: "Oh, it was Gojo Satoru's proposal."

Wu Tiaoqing has been too busy recently to go to the High School of Conjuration, but she knows everything she should know.

She picked up the wine: "don't mention such spoiling things when drinking."

Wu Tiaoqing rejected several people who asked for their contact information, and even reluctantly rejected a handsome guy who was good at her aesthetics.

"Ok?"

Jia Ruozi raised his eyebrows and teased: "That handsome guy who fits your aesthetics, you also refuse?"

Wu Tiaoqing said distressedly: "If Chief Sen finds out, I can't stand it. It's still quite scary when he gets angry."

The angrier she was, the more she smiled like a spring breeze, and the more tormented her at night.

I don't know where he got so many tortured people

means.

The nitrate at home let out a "tow": "The sour smell of love."

Wu Tiaoqing was about to leave after drinking, and lost his drinking buddy Jia Ruzizi without leaving a word.

The first thing she did when she got home was to take a shower to wash off the smell of alcohol.

Mori Ogai is not bothered either. He is busy at the port of Mafia until midnight and has to clock in and go home.

Wu Tiaoqing watched the time and prepared supper.

Of course it is takeaway, thanks again to Advanced Technology.

Wujoqing didn't wait for Mori Ogai, and started to eat on his own.

The car was parked in front of the house, looking at the lights that were still on, a small part of Mori Ogai's cold heart suddenly softened.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wu Tiaoqing didn't turn back: "Boss Sen, are you hungry? There is something to eat."

She is used to frivolously calling Mori Ogai the leader of Mori, and the joking address is a little love between the two.

"Is Port Mafia in trouble?"

Wutiaoqing didn't pay much attention to the current situation of the port Mafia, so he asked casually.

"An intelligence officer is missing. He knows a lot of organizational secrets, which is a big trouble."

Mori Ogai had a headache on his face, thinking about the people involved behind him and his calculations, he felt troublesome.

The game has been set, and the sacrifice of a few people can bring peace in the port of Mafia, and Mori Ogai is not relentless in doing so.

They are all slaves of the organization, and his leader is no exception.

Mori Ogai took a sip of the hot soup and felt his whole body warm up.

Wujoqing knows Mori Ogai's ability, even if he encounters any trouble, he can easily solve it without worrying too much.

She was worried about other things.

"Nakaya will come back when he has time, but it's Dazai. It's been a long time since I saw him. When I chat with him, the words are also weird."

With a sad expression on her face, Gojo Ki condemned Mori Ogai: "Can you also serve dim sum? You squeeze the two children to work every day."

Mori Ogai couldn't help feeling guilty when he thought of the calculations behind him.

"Qing, I am very busy, and I am among the people who work non-stop."

Mori Ogai didn't want to talk about Dazai, so he gave an excuse casually: "It's normal for a child to have his own thoughts when he is old, and he has to learn to let go."

Wu Tiaoqing looked alert, and had a bold idea.

"I don't go home when I'm free, and people are weird..."

Wujoqing's expression became more and more dignified: "Dazai is not in love, is he?"

"Cough, cough,,"

Mori Ogai was choked and coughed repeatedly, and the chopsticks in his hands fell to the ground.

"I know Dazai's personality. He has the potential to be a scumbag. He won't really fall in love, right? I don't know whether to let him fall in love, but what is there to hide about falling in love?"

The divergent thinking of Wutiaoqing made up a lot of brain power.

Mori Ogai picked up the chopsticks.

When he came home from work all day, he didn't listen to Wujo Qing chatting with Dazai.

No one is there, and the sense of presence is still so high.

Mori Ogai put down his chopsticks, the atmosphere was just right, he directly blocked Wujoqing's mouth that was still talking.

The sound of the TV drowned out the voices of the two, and the clothes were spread all over the floor.

Five erotic fingers passed through Mori Ogai's hair, and Dazai's strangeness was completely cleared out of his mind.

Mori Ogai looked satisfied.

He wished that several people would all fall in love, so that he would have no time to grab other people's wives.

Living with two people is much happier than living with many people.