[Comprehensive] Mr. Dazai who can't die

Mr. Dazai, with a sweet and sour candy in his mouth, held Chuya Nakahara's hand without speaking, keeping his head down in silence.

Osamu Dazai, who does not speak, exudes a sense of indifference and alienation all over his body. Coupled with his exquisite appearance, he seems to be a nobleman in the middle ages who came out of an oil painting.

A faint silence quietly spread between the two.

Nakahara Chuya, who has never been so quiet when walking with Osamu Dazai, was a little unaccustomed, he tried to break the silence, "Dazai, what have you been doing all this time when I'm not here?"

"Eat, sleep, play pie ps4."

"Oh."

It was silent all the way.

If Nakahara couldn't see Osamu Dazai losing his temper anymore, he would have raised Dazai for so many years in vain.

He looked around, Nakahara Chuya squinted his eyes at the sudden desertion of the street, and then he stopped, "Dazai, I'm tired from walking." There was an imperceptible coquettishness in his cold voice.

"Oh, Chuya, your physical strength monster is also tired..." Osamu Dazai, who was walking ahead in a big stride, stopped because of this sentence, with a bit of helplessness, he really fell on the little dwarf.

Osamu Dazai turned around and was about to squat down and pick up his little slug by the waist when his bow tie was suddenly pulled up vigorously.

Then, in his shocked gaze, the iris-colored pupils reflected a bit of shyness and awkwardness in Zhongye, and Zhongye's slightly pale lips approached slowly, and finally imprinted on his eyelids, just like the touch of a dragonfly. , disappears at the touch of a button.

"Dazai, don't you understand that I'm tired? What are you still doing there, not following up!" As if the kiss just now was not done by him, Mr. Zhongyuan looked calm and calm, and arrogantly reprimanded the ignorant slave.

Osamu Dazai suddenly covered his face with his hands, ah, it’s really bad, Chuya, why are you so cute...you asked for it.

When Zhong Yuan Zhong also waited impatiently and was about to leave, his slender wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Fuck you!"

Nakahara Chuya, who missed the opportunity because of being too stunned, was restrained by Dazai all the way, stumbling into a dead end, and then was thrown into a corner with great force.

"Dazai, you are fucking crazy, what are you doing?"

"Chuya, I just said it, what am I going to do?" As if hearing some funny joke, Osamu Dazai let out a chuckle, "I'm fucking going to fuck you!"

After speaking, regardless of Nakahara Chuya's anger and struggle, he put one hand against the wall, then clasped the back of Nakahara Chuya's head with the other, and pounced on his long-coveted prey like a wild beast biting.

After tearing off the hypocritical disguise, Osamu Dazai was full of urgency, he gave up all the foreplay, and desperately longed to be close to Chuya.

Sometimes he bit Zhongyuan Zhongye's lips, and sometimes he sucked gently like a beast sniffing a rose. His dexterous tongue kept swirling between Zhongye's lips, and then launched a general attack, prying open the gap between his teeth in one fell swoop.

After stepping into the familiar softness, that flexible tongue swept across Nakahara Chuya's teeth and the inside of the mouth, and then came to the root of the tongue with ease and swept over the sensitive points that he had already engraved in his heart.

The very suggestive kiss made Zhongyuan Zhong also feel that there was a slight soreness in his mouth and a weak electric current, as if some switch had been turned on, Zhong Yuanzhong also only felt sore and limp all over his body, and the continuous impact of pleasure His cerebral cortex made him unable to resist at all.

Nakahara Chuya's face continued to heat up, his neck was red all the way to the tips of his ears, and he didn't even have the strength to think.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was like a traveler who had been thirsty for several days in the desert and finally found the oasis he dreamed of. He pounced on the sweet body fluid in an unreasonable posture, sucked it continuously, and even let out a " Tut tut' sound of water.

Ever since he had memories in the Central Plains, no one had dared to do such a disobedient thing to him, no... In his confused memory, this uncomfortable feeling of suffocation filled with the pleasure of being overwhelmed seemed to be faintly hidden by someone. have done so.

The dim room, the faint smell of wine, and... the man's humming.

who's that person?

Sensing Chuya's wandering spirit, Osamu Dazai narrowed his kite-colored eyes dangerously, bit the tip of his tongue in dissatisfaction as a warning.

When Zhongyuan was also suffering from pain and wanted to shrink back, he used his dexterous tongue to comfort the little dwarf extremely gently.

After Nakaya relaxed again, Osamu Dazai inserted one hand into Nakahara Nakaya's soft hair and gently stroked it. The other hand quietly came underneath, and with a light press, the belt was untied. If you are patient, drill in.

"!!!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye finally came back to his senses when his cold hands were caressing Zhongye Zhongye's hot body, and he pushed the man who was pressing on him away, "Enough is enough!"

Osamu Dazai, who was suddenly pushed away, raised his head in bewilderment with a hint of moisture in his kite-colored eyes, "Chuya?"

Like a little puppy abandoned by its owner, it looked at its owner pitifully.

Zhongyuan Zhongye was shamefully attracted, but at the next moment he warned himself, Zhongyuan Zhongye, you should be more careful, if you are confused for a while, you will be the one who will suffer.

"Is this what you should do as a slave?" Xiao Xiao gasped, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also preemptively struck.

"Chuya, you probably don't know it? This kind of job of pleasing the master is a compulsory course for every slave~"

"!!"

Dazai Osamu's chest trembled, and he tore the last layer of gauze in St. Mary Joa hoarsely, "Didn't you notice the bruises on the necks of his slaves when they occasionally visited other houses?"

"Your slave is not just for reading you bedtime fairy tales." He pressed his warm lips to the tip of Zhong Yuan's sensitive ear and wrapped his delicate earlobe, "Hey, you really don't want to try it. Try the technique Chuya that I have worked hard for many years for you~”

With a bit of trembling and viscous, like the whisper of a devil, he called out his name in a bewitching way.

Mr. Zhongyuan covered his heart, feeling that he was too old to withstand such a big stimulus.

With a sneer, Zhong Yuan gave him an indifferent glance, aren't you dreaming?How could he do such a stupid thing?

Osamu Dazai made a small cut, and without giving up, he stroked Nakahara Chuya's tailbone again with his fingers, gently drawing circles, and slid all the way up to the two sexy waists, "Chuya, it's really bad Shall I try it?"

A tingling electric current came from Zhongya's tailbone, his chest heaved unsteadily, and his breathing could no longer be controlled at a stable frequency.

What an annoying little goblin, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought viciously in his heart.

Sensing the sound of approaching footsteps, Zhongyuan Zhong also glared at the instigator viciously, and angrily knocked down those troublesome hands, "Dazai, if you can't manage your hands well, I don't mind helping you take them out." It's broken!"

"Hey, Chuya, you are so heartless QAQ~"

Wiping the corners of his mouth that seemed to be broken, Mr. Zhongyuan didn't want to talk anymore. Is this man a wild dog?

"Are you not angry now?"

Dazai-san was full of joy like a fox that had just stolen, "Don't be angry~ But if Chuuya is willing to let someone serve you well, even if it takes my life."

"Ha ha."

Mr. Dazai felt that if Chuya could have such benefits every time he came back from a long trip, it would not be impossible for him to stay alone in the vacant room for half a month.

Maybe one day, in a daze, I agreed to have a great harmony of life with him?

There is always a dream, right?

But Mr. Dazai's dream was completely shattered when he returned to the small two-story house.

What a sharp-eyed person Jiang Hua is, he can roughly guess what happened just by looking at Ye's obviously red and swollen lips.

The mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law-the more she looks, the more satisfied she is?

nonexistent.

She frowned and coughed lightly.

"Sister Jiang Hua, are you uncomfortable?" Zhong Yuan was also highly nervous, only thinking that Jiang Hua's physical condition had deteriorated again during the few days he was out.

"It's not Zhongye." Jiang Hua smiled gently, "But when I went out to buy vegetables just now, I left my handbag in the mall, Zhongye, go and help me run, and buy some rice by the way. There seems to be not enough rice."

Although he was puzzled as to why Jianghua ran from the east of the city to the department store in the west of the city to buy things, the distance was not too far for Zhongyuan Zhongya. He nodded without thinking too much, and asked, "Rice What brand do you want?"

"Last time Candlestick Qiejun told me that a limited-edition rice from the earth came into that store..."

"OK, Got it."

Mr. Dazai subconsciously felt something was wrong, and was about to ask to go out to run errands with Nakahara Chuya, when Jiang Hua said softly behind him, "Mr. Dazai, I really don't understand a few questions, can you answer them for me?" Two?"

"..."

Escape failed.

On that day, according to Mr. Candlestick Che, a citizen who did not want to be named, the scene was so tragic that even two of the oil-paper umbrellas that Yetu relied on for survival were broken.

The suspect, Ms. Jiang Hua, hanged and beat the victim Dazai Zhi, while cursing him as a beast, even minors.

The victim, Dazai Osamu, refused to accept and argued, saying that Zhongya was like an old cucumber who had painted green paint, and he didn't know how old he was, so he was at a disadvantage no matter how you looked at it.

"How do you know that according to Zhongye's race, he is an adult?"

"..."

This, Mr. Dazai remembered that when he abducted the little black slug from Xiguo in Xiguo, the excuse he used was to help the little dwarf find a way to successfully pass through adulthood.

It is very rare for Mr. Dazai to have such a slight guilty conscience, so the problem now is that from daily contact, Dazai Osamu has discovered that the middle of this time period seems to have directly skipped the Fuyuki line. Dropped directly into other worlds through the rift.

Now comes the question, after leaving the West Country, is the little dwarf...an adult?

Jiang Hua: "You really are a beast that doesn't spare even children!"