【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

The parasol tree is accompanied by drizzle, drop by drop.

Even if the rain stops, the wind can still bring the sound of sparse rain.

Jiang Chuan looked for a while, and then a sour guy took the seat next to him.

He pulled the corner of Jiang Chuan Shang's bathrobe and said with a smile, his iris-colored eyes revealing obvious possessiveness.

"Tomie-san~, isn't it enough for you to just look at me? This guy obviously has bad intentions."

Jiang Chuan raised his hand to pull back the corner of his clothes, interrupted him softly, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Shouldn't you be the one with bad intentions?"

After saying that, Jiang Chuan Shang glanced at him sideways, then turned and walked towards his bedroom.

Dazai Osamu quickly put the empty red wine glass back on the table and hurried to follow.

Unfortunately, he was a step too late and was almost hit in the face by the door that slammed down on him.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Dazai Osamu patted his chest with an exaggerated expression of lingering fear.

After doing all this, he put his hands on the door panel, put his ear close to it, and shouted into the crack.

"Tomie-san, please open the door for me, I haven't entered yet..."

Seeing no movement in the room, Dazai Osamu called out again, in a long voice, "Tomie-san——?"

"..."

After listening for a while, Dazai Osamu heard nothing, so he blinked his iris-colored eyes and talked to the door in a pitiful tone.

"I don't want to sleep in the guest room on the third floor, Tomie-san~... I don't feel safe... I can only fall asleep if I stay with Tomie-san..."

"…It's best to sleep with Tomie-san in your arms."

"..."

There was still no sound coming from the room and no one answered.

Dazai Osamu was silent for a moment, put his hand on the door handle, tentatively exposed the wire that had been hidden back in the bandage, and called out again in a low voice.

"Tomie-san~"

"If you don't open the door, I'll go in by myself..."

"..."

Well, actually he already knew what the person in the room meant.

Tomie Kawakami is used to being cold and heartless.

Dazai Osamu pursed his lips with a lonely look, and his eyes slowly moved down to his own tangled wrist.

There, because it was soaked by the rain, the bandage had become dirty and was not wrapped tightly. It was just wrapped around the wrist randomly and was quite wrinkled. Fortunately, the sleeve of the bathrobe covered it, so nothing unusual could be seen from the outside.

Now, it's time to change.

He remembered that Tomie-san's medicine box seemed to be under the cabinet under the TV in the living room. It was placed very conspicuously and he could go and get it.

Dazai Osamu thought to himself, blinking his eyes, looking at the door in front of him expressionlessly, and hesitated after a moment.

After a while, he retracted the wire on his wrist and did not choose to try to open the door, but went downstairs to get the medicine box.

In the bedroom, Jiang Chuan Shang knew nothing about this.

Just in case, he even placed a ban on the door to ensure that Dazai Osamu could not come in and no one could hear any sound from him.

A dreamless night.

The next day, because of a hangover, Jiang Chuan Shang slept for a while.

When he woke up and looked at the time, it was already 9 o'clock in the morning.

I don’t know how Dazai Osamu and Miyano Shiho get along.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuan raised the corner of his lips for the first time today and quietly got off the soft bed.

Go wash up and change clothes.

After everything was dressed, Jiang Chuan Shang pushed open the bedroom door and came down the stairs.

As soon as he went down the stairs, Jiangchuan heard the unique voice of Dazai Osamu coming instantly, and even... there was a hint of gloating?

Is that right?

Jiang Chuan Shang turned his head and looked over, and saw:

Dazai Osamu, who was wearing a black kimono, was sitting on the sofa with his face propped up. He said in a nonchalant tone: "Hey, little sister, I advise you not to smash it down. Even if you sell yourself, you can't afford the compensation."

The shrunken Miyano Shiho was hiding in another corner of the sofa, her face showing a maturity and indifference that was not in line with her age. She was holding a vase in her hands, which was a decoration on the table in the living room.

It is indeed something that cannot be compensated.

Jiang Chuan Shang watched them bickering leisurely.

Sure enough, Miyano Shiho, who was alert, raised the narrow-mouthed vase in her hand high up when she heard what Dazai Osamu said, and threatened:

"I will smash it unless you tell me who you are, where this place is, and where is the Kudo Shinichi I'm looking for?"

She had the tender and soft voice of a little girl, and her serious and cute appearance made her threatening words less threatening.

Jiang Chuan Shang smiled playfully.

Dazai Osamu also laughed out loud without mercy on the spot and looked her up and down.

"Hahaha, didn't I tell you my name is Dazai Osamu? I was the one who carried you in last night... You've spent two hours talking to me about these three questions. Who is Kudo Shinichi to you?"

"You?" Miyano Shiho looked back unwillingly, her eyes lingering on Dazai Osamu's neck and wrist for a while, and said sarcastically: "Flirty, untrustworthy guy, why should I tell you?"

Jiang Chuan Shang tilted his head, walked out of the escalator and spoke lightly.

"What about me? Can you tell me?"

When Dazai Osamu heard the voice, he lifted his legs and immediately stood up from the sofa. He walked briskly to Jiangchuan Shang and said with starry eyes:

"Tomie-san, you finally woke up. I looked for you several times but couldn't open the door..."

Jiang Chuan Shang glanced at him lightly and walked around him: "Of course you can't open it, it's just to prevent you."

"Ah, how can this be, Tomie-san? You're so heartless. I can't even give you a good morning kiss..." Dazai Osamu put down his hands that were holding his face and started howling like a ghost beside him.

It is said to be "ghosts howling and wolves howling", but it doesn't really sound like that.

He is more like a child who can't get his favorite toy. He uses his soft and unique magnetic voice to play to his strengths to act pitifully and achieve his goal.

This description is better described as acting like a spoiled child.

It was as if he knew clearly that he was handsome and had a sweet voice, was very likable, and was good at using it.

Unfortunately, this method doesn't work on Jiang Chuan Shang.

Jiang Chuan Shang ignored him and looked at Miyano Shiho in the corner of the sofa, and curled his lips slightly.

"I can answer you a question. This is my home."

"Snapped--"

The first sound that came was not Miyano Shiho's frightened reply, but the sound of a vase falling and breaking on the ground.

Miyano Shiho herself stared blankly at the tall, long-haired man in front of her, her whole body frozen in place.

Just now, she was confident when confronting Dazai Osamu, even though she sensed that this man named Dazai Osamu was not as sunny as he appeared to be, and even had a dark foundation.

But at least there was no sense of crisis. In order to be alert, Miyano Shiho simply grabbed a vase and held it in front of her just in case, and did not take it too seriously.

But what she didn't expect was that a voice coming from the stairs behind her made her look over involuntarily, and then she saw a tall man in a white shirt walking towards her.

He was thin and exceptionally tall, and even too handsome. A casual glance from his eyes was enough to be breathtaking.

It cannot be ignored and cannot be figured out.

In direct proportion to his appearance was the thick darkness and endless blood.

The first thing Miyano Shiho noticed was the darkness, which was about to drown her, and the second thing was his overly gorgeous face.

At this moment, Miyano Shiho widened her eyes, and a long-lost feeling of fear instantly lingered in her heart, almost frightening her to the point of crying, but her throat seemed to be tightly strangled by a big hand, making her unable to make any sound, and she could only stand there in a daze.

——Looking terrified.

She also felt her breathing becoming increasingly blocked, her heart pounding, and her body beginning to shake violently and uncontrollably.

But, Miyano Shiho could no longer care about her own pitiful reactions. Her mind was completely blank, and only the little bit of rationality left told her:

This... this feeling...

This dangerous and suffocating tremor...

Only people in the organization have it!

This person in front of her...why has she never seen him before!