Falling in love with Aragami in a dream

The time with the one you love is always very short.

Even if Igarashi Yumesaki wanted to stay with her new boyfriend for a while longer, but it was too late. If she continued to stay outside, a call from Igarashi's mother would probably come in the next second .

Zhong also sent people back.

When he was close to the residential area, he had already stopped the motorcycle, parked the car to the side of the road in a regular manner, and after locking it, he was going to take Mengsaki to the door of the house on foot on the next short distance.

Just when he turned around to leave, he saw the girl on the other side stretching out her white palm to his eyes, "...?"

"Bring it in your hand." Mengsaki raised the corners of her lips, and her tenderness wrapped around the two of them, "If you're going for a walk, aren't you going to hold hands with me?"

"Ah? Oh..." Chuya stretched out his hand as he said, and folded the other person's with his hand, and then wrapped it up.

The girl's hands are so soft.

The two of them walked away together in a very tacit understanding, and Chuya held his lover's hand, but his mind was unexpectedly not on it.He closed his eyes with some regret, and was preempted by her again... I thought he could react faster to holding hands.

It's not too early.

There were not many people hanging out outside, and the footsteps of the two on the asphalt road echoed faintly.The warm heat seemed to spread from the palm to the whole body, Igarashi Yumesaki looked down at the two intertwined hands, suddenly couldn't contain the joy, and slightly shook the two hands that were clasped together.

"?" Chuya thought at first that she had something to say, but when he saw the faint smile on Mengsaki's face, he suddenly understood what it was.

So he kept silent, and increased the strength of holding hands.

This is no longer a dream, but a real reality.

It's just that no matter how long the road is, it will come to an end. Even if two people consciously slow down their walking speed at the same time, they still reach the door of Igarashi's house.

There was a noticeable silence.

"Chuya, I'm home." Igarashi Yumesaki shook her hand.

Only now did the boy let go of his hand as if waking up from a dream, and then smiled softly, "It's getting late, hurry up and go in."

"Then I'm going in..." Mengsaki looked at the person reluctantly, and when she turned to take out the key, she always looked back from time to time, as if she was expecting Nakaya's next request to stay.

Although she felt that her boyfriend, who was too cute and innocent, would not do anything like you and me before parting.

"Wait a moment."

Unexpectedly, Mengsaki really heard the words from Zhongye that were similar to retention.

The girl turned her head quickly, her eyes sparkling.

"Well... Although the weather has started to heat up recently, it's still a bit chilly in the middle of the night. Be careful not to catch a cold at night."

This person... Igarashi Yumesaki looked at him helplessly, did he regard her as a five or six-year-old child who couldn't live without the care of adults?

She sighed.

Forget it, don't expect him to make any farewell kisses, good night kisses and other actions.

"I see." The girl had an imperceptible loss on her face, "Then be careful when you go back."

Chuya's heart moved, and he seemed to understand the reason for the disappointment that Igarashi Yumesaki had shown since just now.

"There is one more thing." He touched his nose, and there was apology in his eyes for stopping people one after another, "You also know that I will go on a business trip abroad in a few days, and it may be a long time We won't meet again, so..."

He turned his head in embarrassment, "If you want to see me in your dreams, that's fine."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the kitten who was still sad about losing his beloved hairball just now, and immediately wagged his tail again.

"Chuya!" Meng Saki flew over, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Although Mengsaki rushed over with a bit of force, it didn't have any effect on him.On the contrary, fearing that the girl would accidentally drop him, Chuya quickly stretched out his arms and wrapped them around her waist.

"Thank you!" She rolled her eyes and asked aggressively, "Then can I call you?"

"Huh?" He asked in a low voice, his voice fainted within a few centimeters between the two of them, "If we met in a dream, didn't we already talk? Why do we still talk on the phone?"

"That's different!"

Where Igarashi Yumesaki couldn't see, Chuya lowered his eyes, and the girl's slightly red lips appeared in his sight.

Almost imperceptibly, his delicately protruding Adam's apple slid.

"What's the difference?" the young man asked in a low voice, with a gloomy light flashing across his eyes.

"Dreams will give me an unrealistic feeling, so... I still think it's better to make a phone call once in a while!"

"Really?" Chuya didn't look away, he opened his mouth slightly, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Then before that, there may be a little interest..."

"What interest—huh?!"

The last breath was all lost between the lips and teeth of the two.

*

Igarashi Yumesaki finally returned home covering her mouth.

Xiao's long-awaited goodnight kiss did indeed happen, and it was much more intense than she had imagined.In short, if others see her current appearance, it is estimated that they can see what she has just experienced at a glance.

Meng Qi covered her mouth and slipped into the house cautiously. After looking around, she was relieved to find that her parents were not sitting in the living room.

She quickly ran upstairs.

"Mengsaki?" As soon as she entered the door, Mengsaki heard her mother's shout not far away, followed by two or three knocks on the door, "Did you come back?"

"Yes," she replied, "what's the matter, mother?"

"It's okay, I just heard the voice and came out to take a look. It's good that you are back." Yumi Igarashi's voice came in through the door, "Have you come back so late for dinner? Do you want me to help you?" Are you ready for something to eat?"

"I already ate with my friends, Mom!"

"Okay, then I won't bother you." Hearing Yumi Igarashi's footsteps getting farther and farther away, Mengsaki was relieved, and finally let go of the hand covering her mouth.

She walked to the full-length mirror standing in the room, leaned forward, and unconsciously touched the corner of her mouth with her hand, "Hiss——"

Igarashi Mengsaki glanced at the broken skin at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help muttering, "Is it a dog, that guy..."

buzzing.

The sudden vibration of the mobile phone in her pocket interrupted Mengsaki's own sweetness. She found out the mobile phone, and it showed an unfamiliar phone number.

The memory was immediately dragged back to the thin note that a certain black curly-haired boy threw into her arms two or three hours ago.Although I didn't see the number on it at that time, but for some reason, Yumenesaki had a warning that the person calling now was Dazai Osamu.

Line connected--

"Hey, is this Ms. Igarashi?" A familiar young voice came out of the microphone, and it really was Osamu Dazai.

"Is there anything you need?"

"Really, Ms. Igarashi's tone is too indifferent~" Osamu Dazai could still hear a creaking voice, as if he was talking to her while eating snacks, "I was so ruthlessly direct before. Throw away the note I left you."

Igarashi Yumesaki frowned, "Did you see that?"

"That's not true, I just think that with Miss Igarashi's personality, she should do this for the sake of coaxing China."

"..." was completely expected by this person.

Although I got a general idea of ​​Osamu Dazai from my lover tonight, the other party also said that if Dazai wants to analyze the Matsuda matter with him, he can listen to it.

——"Although that guy has a bad stomach and doesn't do a good job at work. He spends most of his time at work playing games, or committing suicide or is on the way to suicide, but his brain is really good."

These are the original words Chuya left to Yumesaki.

but.

Although she was already mentally prepared for Dazai Osamu's intelligence, the feeling of being seen through just now still made her feel uncomfortable...

"Then how did you know my phone number? I don't remember giving it to you."

"Eh? Isn't this kind of thing easy to get?" Dazai's voice was a little curious, as if he didn't know how she could ask such a simple question, "Of course I copied it from Nakaya's phone." Here we come!"

……really.

"So what is the purpose of your calling? Could it be that you are really so kind and want to tell me your reasoning?" Mengsaki sat down with her mobile phone, "If it was Chuya, I didn't I don't have the slightest doubt. But if it's Mr. Dazai..."

"I remember that we don't seem to be very familiar with each other, and today is just the second meeting."

Especially when she learned about Osamu Dazai from Nakaya, Igarashi Yumesaki felt that it was impossible for him to help her.

"That's true, the premise is that I don't know Miss Igarashi's supernatural power."

Mengsaki narrowed her eyes, "You don't know now, do you?"

The boy's laughter suddenly came from the opposite side, and when he had laughed enough, Osamu Dazai continued, "You are right, I really can't accurately judge your ability, but I probably understand... By the way, Miss Igarashi?"

"Nakaya probably didn't tell you, but in fact your ability is actually very rare, right?" Dazai smiled in a low voice, "You can make people faint without any effort, and if I'm not wrong, there is no such thing as you Without permission, those people can't even wake up again."

"Such a powerful ability, if other people want to know, I'm afraid they can't help but come to Miss Igarashi."

Igarashi Yumesaki's expression froze, and the expression on his face sank, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, this is not a threat." In the dark and gloomy room, the slender and thin boy stood up and walked slowly to the huge French window in the room. He put a hand on the cold glass, "This is The truth. You should be clear too, Miss Igarashi?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept hiding your abilities."

In the middle of the night, the boy's whispers were like a call from a demon in hell.