How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

The Hyakki-kun who suffers from the torment of happiness.

Saiki Kusuo left.

Before leaving, he was stuffed with dog food, yes...it was real dog food.

Osamu Dazai actually grabbed a handful of dog food from his sleeve, and solemnly placed it in Saiki Kusuo's hands, ignoring the other's blank gaze, and said nonchalantly, "Saiki-kun, I've worked hard on you this time, waiting for your summer vacation Come again, if Hyakkimaru recovers, I will bring him to visit Madam Saiki, thank you for your help."

【Yeah...】

【You don’t bring much money with you, but you actually use your pockets to hold dog food? 】

Saiki Kusuo forgot to refuse, held the dog food, and returned to his own world with a sullen face.

【Others may not be human, but you are a real dog. 】

The Two-dimensional God commented on the owner of a certain "Disqualification in the World".

Correspondingly, Osamu Dazai got information about the next Demon God from the indifferent but soft-hearted Saiki Kusuo: there is a monster hiding in a deep pit on a nearby mountain, and it will usually lie in ambush and attack humans.It's easy to tell if it's the Demon God, he just needs to take Hyakkimaru to that mountain for a walk, and Hyakkimaru will shoot when he sees the Demon God's filthy flames.

The strange thing is that Saiki Kusuo did not write out the specific description.

Osamu Dazai saw an emotion similar to "fear" from the opponent, and immediately judged that the demon god might be very powerful.He doesn't know how many different abilities Saiki Kusuo has. Among the known performances, Saiki Kusuo has not displayed high-strength aggressiveness, has a harmless personality, and has unique talents in various auxiliary types of abilities.

Even so, Saiki Kusuo's strength showing the tip of the iceberg is extremely powerful, and he can be called the god of the world.

The Demon God that can scare Saiki Kusuo——

How strong should it be?

This road of crusade is more bumpy than he imagined. Is there such a big gap between the demon god and the demon god?

Osamu Dazai was suspicious, and supported Hyakkimaru, who had regained his sense of touch, to live in a dignified manner in the village, occupying the house of the village chief Bandai, using the fear and guilt of these foolish people for him without any sense of guilt.

They were originally a group of people who bullied the good and feared the evil, so it would not be a pity to kill them.

"Hyakkimaru...has it slowed down?"

Osamu Dazai took a wrung out wet towel and walked over to Hyakkimaru who was sitting on the tatami and touched it everywhere. Hyakkimaru's prosthetic limbs had no feeling in their hands. When Shinko saw Dororo approaching, he couldn't wait to reach out his hand.He just wanted to contact Dororo after restoring his organs, but he didn't restore his hands, which made his wish unfulfilling.

Osamu Dazai looked at Hyakkimaru covered in blood, and put the towel on his face that was no longer in pain.

[Cool...cool. 】

Hyakkimaru's expression was dazed, and he felt the cool feeling of gently wiping.

Osamu Dazai wiped with the towel very lightly, basically pressing it against it a few times. He disliked that the ancient towels were too rough, and he didn't want to hurt the skin and new nerves on Hyakkimaru's face.

A few seconds later, Hyakkimaru found something in his mind that matched this tactile sensation, and forced himself to relax.

【I am not the original Hyakkimaru. 】

【This is my strength and also my weakness. I can't keep Dororo worried. 】

【She didn't come to suffer in ancient times...】

He took the initiative to take the towel, and imitated the other party's method to wipe his face.

Osamu Dazai confirmed his situation: Hyakki can adapt to normal temperature and touch, and is not as fragile as a child.

Hyakkimaru, who had already rested sufficiently, was finally helped up by Osamu Dazai for the second time.

Hyakkimaru followed his strength and stood up: 【Dororo? 】

Osamu Dazai pushed open the door with one hand, and said to the fearful gazes of other villagers who were dodging outside.

"I'll take you to do something interesting."

Tilting his head, he smiled.

For example... Take a shower and wash away all the unhappy things.

In one of the clearest rivers outside the village, Hyakkimaru sat under the shallow water surface, his hair tied into a ponytail for fighting was let down, and before he knew it, it had reached the length of the butterfly bone on his back. He was in Osamu Dazai The floor cleaning process was silent, the skin was soaked, the bathrobe was opened and fell on the waist, and there was a sense of compassion of Buddha sitting in the world under the golden sunset in the evening.

Throughout the ages, people with spiritual power are people with special abilities, but the "eyes of the mind" ability is different. If a person who possesses it becomes famous in the world, he is fully qualified to become a famous monk or sage with a long history.

It is a symbol of spiritual realm.

Beauty and bones, all temptations in the world, can't shake them, and they are the lifelong pursuit of Buddhism.

This is the spiritual realm that human beings can reach by relying on talent and hard work... the closest to the gods and Buddhas.

"Hyakkimaru, you can experience the beauty of the world by recovering your sense of touch."

Osamu Dazai scooped water with a gourd ladle and rushed it down on the opponent's head. Hyakkimaru opened his prosthetic eyeballs without gods, the water slid down, and the dirty blood was washed away.He repeated such actions, never tired of doing it, but he didn't feel the sacredness of being baptized by Hyakkimaru, he just thought that Hyakkimaru sitting in the water like this was very beautiful.

"The softness of the water, the comfortable temperature, the setting sun, and the rocks at the bottom of the river. In the future, you should avoid the rocks when you walk, and you can't just kick them with your feet..."

He talked about the beauty that he couldn't experience, and described it to Hyakkimaru, knowing that the other party would understand sooner or later.

"When you have hearing and touch, I can teach you languages."

"There is no need for Liudaoku..."

"I'm waiting for you to speak to me."

Hyakkimaru's earplugs had already been taken off, and he heard the sound of nature, and his attention was focused on Dororo, [When Dororo's voice lowered, it was tingling, so sweet. 】

[What is she saying to me? 】

[I really want to understand. 】

Pure trust is indeed the source of evil.

Osamu Dazai wanted him to experience a sense of touch other than pain, so he brought him outside. However, after the light bulb Kusuo Saiki left, his mischievous heart was ready to move.

He wanted to "bully" such an obedient Hyakkimaru and break the image of "kindness" in the opponent's heart.

No.

hold back.

The same goes for stimulating the other party later.

Osamu Dazai took the towel he brought and wiped Hyakkimaru's skin, which was no different from the usual bathing behavior. After Osamu Dazai realized that he liked Hyakkimaru, he felt more satisfied.

—I have him.

Hyakkimaru fidgeted, especially as Osamu Dazai went to undo his belt and loincloth.

[Dororo, can I take a bath by myself? 】

The answer is no.

How did you get along in the past, and how will you get along in the future, don't just change it if you think about it.

The long-lost shame surged into Hyakkimaru's mind, his skin was rubbed, and the intimate movements that he didn't care about at first became a sharp weapon to stimulate his nerves.The black-haired boy could no longer maintain a sad and joyless expression, his indifferent face was stained with light red, and the roots of his ears were immediately red, and he slammed his hands to protect the extremely sensitive place, trying to block Dororo's cleaning action in panic, he His behavior is not only a fool's dream, but also indirectly revealed his sensitive points.

【No! 】

[It's so itchy—why is it like this, I wasn't so sensitive in my previous life! 】

Hyakkimaru's scalp exploded, and it was the first time I realized how dexterous Dororo's fingers were. The ten fingers were slender and bony. When the pads of the fingers brushed against the skin, it was both enjoyment and torture.

"Don't you think of me as your girlfriend, fiancee, wife?"

Osamu Dazai became malicious, his eyes turned to him, and he clicked his tongue in amazement.

How shy it is.

"don’t worry."

He pressed his palm on Hyakkimaru's shoulder, suppressing the other party's idea of ​​trying to stand up and escape, Hyakkimaru's knees softened, and he sat back, truly feeling the temperature of the flame in the dark.

"This kind of life will continue."

He moves closer to each other.

Surrounded by the scent of medicine and a faint smell of blood, it's not unpleasant, it's the most normal smell on Dazai Osamu.

until--

The day you fell out of love with me and got tired of people like me.

……

Dazai Osamu spent the night with Hyakkimaru with the moon and stars.

In the village house, there were several layers of quilts on the tatami mats, and Hyakkimaru put on a villager's clothes and lay beside Osamu Dazai, even the plain clothes looked decent on him.With the recovery of his body, Hyakkimaru is no longer the incomplete and pitiful doll at first, and gradually blooms his own charm.

Hyakkimaru didn't dare to touch Dororo's hands and feet, the rules were too strict, he was a little nervous holding the quilt, and firmly remembered some gentlemanly manners.What his nose smelled was Dororo's breath, and he also felt Dororo's warmth in the bed. He felt like a piece of ice cream, about to be melted.His Dororo didn't feel nervous at all, moved over, put his hands on his waist, and leaned against his arms.

Osamu Dazai slept with his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth had a faint curve.

[Don't dare to take advantage? 】

In the past, Hyakkimaru's nostalgia for him was blatant, and he would not let go as long as he could hug him, protecting him in his arms, and forced the lonely Dazai Osamu to get used to sharing the same bed with a man.

When he was 13 years old and met 14-year-old Hyakkimaru, another person broke into his lonely world.

This man is more interesting than the whole world.

Really like.

Osamu Dazai rubbed against his arms, "Hyakkimaru...is my body still soft?"

"Aren't you going to touch it?"

"Aren't you curious about the gray flames in your eyes, what I look like and how I feel~"

"Maybe you can touch something weird."

"Hyakkimaru, come quickly."

"Sweet and soft, I guarantee your satisfaction, don't you want to feel my beauty..."

Seeing that Hyakkimaru was stiff all over, Osamu Dazai satisfied his desire to take the initiative at night.He began to act softly and softly, to attract the attention of the other party. Is there a better "wife" than himself in this world?

[Woo. 】

【No! (×10)]

Under the covers, Hyakkimaru hid in a corner and shivered, suffering from the torment of happiness.

Nerves burst.

Dororo is too enthusiastic, what should I do? !

The author has something to say:

Circle: Ah, I am dead, really dead.

Circle: Continue to stay up late to code words!

Circle: Crazy, crazy, go crazy with Hyakkimaru.

Quanquan: Don’t worry about Quanquan’s hair, Quanquan has already placed an order for a bottle of shampoo worth 300 yuan! ! !

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"Innocence of trust is indeed the source of evil." From "Disqualification in the World".

The rounding up of this chapter is the night life of the couple!

Osamu Dazai: Am I sweet~.

Hundred Ghost Pills: Sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet! ! !