Osamu Dazai was staying in a luxurious villa at this time. He was drenched all over and changed clothes, but his hair was still dripping, and his black hair was wet. Wet. Wet.

The room was very warm, which made Osamu Dazai, who was already drenched, feel a sense of warmth and coziness.Standing with his eyes lowered, he looked out of the window as it was still raining non-stop. The glass window was covered with a layer of water mist, and it was covered with water droplets.

"Here." While he was still staring in a daze, someone behind him suddenly shouted, and then, a hand handed over a towel.

Osamu Dazai turned his head, and saw Patriarch Akashi with red pupils showing a gentle smile.

Now 23 years old, Akashi Seijuro is already a very mature man, with a pair of beautiful eyes on his sharp-edged face watching Dazai Osamu with a smile. Compared with the suit he often wore before, he is now wearing a casual long suit. trousers.

Osamu Dazai, who had just separated from Chuya Nakahara, was on his way back when he ran into Seijuro Akashi by chance. Facing the Patriarch Akashi who hadn't seen him for a long time, Osamu Dazai smiled and greeted him very naturally.

Then the drowned Dazai Osamu was naturally picked up by Seijuro Akashi.

Osamu Dazai probably has a strange setting that is easy to be picked up by acquaintances or something that is easy to pick up.

No matter what, Osamu Dazai took the towel handed over by Akashi Seijuro and wiped his hair, the towel quickly sucked away the water droplets from the drenched hair.Osamu Dazai stretched out his slightly pale hand, scratched his hair with his fingers, and after the hair stopped dripping, he said to Akashi Seijuro, "Thank you, Akashi-kun."

Although he didn't care much about walking back slowly under the premise of being drenched in the rain, but he was brought back by Akashi Seijuro, changed into a set of dry clothes, and wiped his wet hair, so he naturally wanted to thank him.

"It's nothing, it's Mr. Dazai, why are you there?" Akashi Seijuro obviously noticed something, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a gentle voice.

Akashi Seijuro seldom comes here, this time he just happened to pass by here, but he accidentally saw Dazai-sensei who was drenched in water when he propped his head up and looked out the window.

It was a surprise and joyful encounter.Surprise is of course surprised why Dazai Osamu was picked up here like a stray cat, and joy is that I am very happy to see Dazai Osamu.

Fortunately, he has a villa near here, and he doesn't come here very often, but there are also people here to help clean up.Because Akashi Seijuro came here suddenly this time, and it was already late, so he didn't let the aunt who had already cleaned up come back.He directly brought Osamu Dazai over.

After sending the two of them here, the driver went to wash the car. After all, Osamu Dazai just got into the car wet.And Akashi Seijuro is not a harsh employer, in other words, he is already tolerant enough.So I asked the driver to go back directly, and Akashi Seijuro would call him over when needed.

Osamu Dazai let out a "hum~" and did not respond to his question, but changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Akashi-kun."

Seeing that Dazai Osamu didn't want to talk about it, Akashi Seijuro didn't continue to pursue the article, he changed the subject according to his intention, and replied: "Yes, because I was busy accepting the affairs of Akashi's family, I haven't talked to you for a very long time. Goodbye, I miss you very much, Dazai-sensei."

Saying so, Akashi Seijuro showed a gentle smile.

Osamu Dazai blinked, smiled nonchalantly and said, "You must have improved a lot during this time."

"I still have a lot to grow." Akashi Seijuro said modestly.

"But compared to those, let me cook some soup for you. Dazai-sensei is getting wet all over, so be careful of catching a cold." Saying this, Seijuro Akashi was about to go to the kitchen. Before going to the kitchen, he still Said to Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai sit on the sofa and wait for me, it will be fine soon."

Although he was born in a famous family, Akashi Seijuro was a child of someone else's family since he was a child. What's more, as the only heir of the Akashi family, his father was very strict with him. He has always been strict with himself, and although he is very independent, he can't cook like a five-star chef, but he can still cook basic delicacies, not to mention just soup to prevent colds.

As for Osamu Dazai, although he was always called Dazai-sensei by a man five years older than him, he didn't feel uncomfortable. He nodded at Akashi Seijuro, because he had already changed into a set of dry clothes, So he didn't feel restrained, and sat directly on the sofa.

He turned on the TV and found that there was a report about Hong Jiaodong being broadcast on the TV.

"Is it hot and cold?" Osamu Dazai supported his head and murmured the name softly.

——I once asked softly, "Are we friends?" under the moonlit night.After he responded, he said "That's good." He stepped back and left Hong Jiaodong.And... after the truth that Shuji Tsushima is Osamu Dazai himself was thoroughly exposed, Tokoroko didn't ask anything.

Osamu Dazai supported his head and fell into deep thought.

On the TV, Hong Jiaodong, who is extremely popular among women, is still answering reporters' interviews, but he is really not a good talker, and many questions are answered with "um", "oh" and "yes". In the past, the reporter's hand holding the microphone trembled slightly.

"That's right." The reporter suddenly realized that he no longer asked some formulaic questions, but asked some more personal questions that are more popular with the public.

"Does Mr. Jiao Dong have someone he likes?" The reporter asked with his excited expression suppressed.

Hong Jiaodong shook his head expressionlessly.

Well, this is not a surprising thing, the reporter had to ask other questions, such as favorite food, favorite color, favorite type and so on.

After Hong Jiaodong responded one by one without leaking water, the reporter thought in his heart that he is indeed the son of the current NO. I can't even write.

Thinking of this, the reporter had already given up on Hong Jiaodong's side, and when he thought about whether he should go to the puppet or the heartbreaker first, he asked casually.

"Does Mr. Jiao Dong have any good friends? It's not just the heroes around you. Speaking of which, it seems that someone took a picture of you and an ordinary citizen before. Are you friends?"

Ordinary citizen Osamu Dazai: "..."

He is indeed an ordinary citizen now, although he has just defected from the port mafia.

Hong Jiaodong was also obviously stunned by the reporter's question, the paralyzed face that had been expressionless since just now seemed to be shattered, and a dazed emotion appeared.

He seemed to want to shake his head, but froze again, opened his mouth, and remained silent for a long time.

"...Mr. Jiao Dong?" The reporter was puzzled by his silence.

Facing the microphone in front of him, Hong Jiaodong pursed his lips and nodded, saying: "...Yes, we are friends."

"This is really..." Osamu Dazai didn't know what to say.

But I still have to say, as little heroes, will they always be like that in their hearts?Neither doubt nor deny anything.

Osamu Dazai shook his head subtly.

At this moment, Akashi Seijuro came over with soup, and he was wearing a pink rabbit scarf.

Osamu Dazai blinked and said with a smile, "The scarf is so cute."

"Because the aunt who cleans up here bought it." Seeing Dazai Osamu's teasing smile, Akashi Seijuro reluctantly brought the soup to the table, and then took off the scarf.

"It looks delicious." Dazai Osamu looked at the steaming soup in front of him, nodded seriously, and said, "Well, it doesn't look like it, but it must be delicious. After all, this is the head of the Akashi family. Made it for me by hand."

Looking at the black-haired man with a refreshing smile in front of him, Akashi Seijuro froze for a moment.

Although he had just noticed that Osamu Dazai, who had been wearing a bandage, suddenly took off the bandage, and there were many changes in his behavior, but it was really difficult to adapt to it all at once.

After all, this was really unimaginable for the former Osamu Dazai.

Akashi Seijuro thought a lot in his mind, and said calmly and gently on the surface: "I just made some soup, I hope Mr. Dazai will like it."

Osamu Dazai, who had already taken a sip, responded with a smile: "It's very delicious, Akashi-kun."

"That's really great." Said Akashi Seijuro, noticing that the wet towel given to Osamu Dazai just now was still hanging around his neck, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the towel, I'll take it later Wash it."

"Okay...huh?" Osamu Dazai responded, and just as he took off the wet towel to hand it to Akashi Seijuro, he suddenly found red marks on the back of his hand.

"Is this an injury? Akashi-kun." For some reason, looking at this thing, Osamu Dazai felt complicated emotions in his heart, which made his expression serious.

Akashi Seijuro was stunned for a moment, and looked at the back of his hand. There were indeed some red marks, but because the marks were very shallow, he didn't care too much, and said, "The ones that haven't been there just now should be in the kitchen. I accidentally bumped into it when I was there."

"Is that so?" Dazai frowned.

Seeing Dazai Osamu's expression, Akashi Seijuro couldn't help but also started to pay attention, and asked, "Is this the beginning of some kind of symptom?"

If someone else showed this expression, Akashi Seijuro might not care so much, but if the person who showed this expression was Dazai Osamu, then it would be different.

Many times, Akashi Seijuro would lament Dazai Osamu's extraordinary sensitivity countless times.

So Akashi Seijuro couldn't help thinking in his heart, is this an early warning of the beginning of symptoms?However, Akashi Seijuro's recent physical examination showed that he was in very good health, so just in case, I'd better invite a private doctor to come over later and give him a checkup.

But to be honest, if possible, he still hopes to spend more time alone with Osamu Dazai, after all, they really haven't seen each other for a long time.Akashi Seijuro misses him very much.

"No, it's just..." Osamu Dazai still couldn't take his gaze away from the back of Seijuro Akashi's hand. He rubbed his temples and said softly, "This possibility is too small."

In a trance, Osamu Dazai suddenly recalled the voice of a certain woman back then.

——"Thank you for being alive till now."

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