Yokohama First Reconstruction Division

When Bai Mu came home, it was already late.

After a whole day of negotiations, Shiraki and the Supernatural Secret Service Division officially announced that they had formed an alliance. When the news was confirmed, Odasaku was equivalent to having a pass to go out freely.

Oda Tsukuru, who has been locked up at home for a long time, finally got the official recognition and protection of his new identity, and he can go out with confidence.

This means that Atsushi can also go back. In order to thank Atsushi for his help, Odasaku took everyone out lively, and went to eat and drink with Ayaki Lei's friends at the Sanyashiki Ramen House.

Bai Mu said hello in advance, saying that he couldn't make it for dinner, so that they don't have to wait for him. Anyway, there will be opportunities to get together again in the future, so there is no rush.

As a result, the bustling home in the past was deserted for the first time today.

Everyone is gone, the big house is quiet, Shiraki didn't feel it when he lived in a small house before, but now his house has three floors and a basement, suddenly it feels empty.

Bai Mu went to the refrigerator to find a piece of bread and gnawed on it. After running outside for a day, he went back to his bedroom to take a shower.

When he came out after washing, he suddenly found that the light at the entrance on the first floor was turned on quietly.

This time was a bit beyond Shiraki's expectation, could it be that Odasaku and the others... came back so soon?

Shiraki activates the ability to inspect.

There were no organic organisms in the field of vision downstairs, but if he looked carefully...he found Dazai's shoes in the entrance.

Then I understood that Mosaic went home.

Bai Mu looked at the time, it is now [-]:[-] in the evening.

Actually, the birthdays of him and Dazai were only half a month apart.But the difference is that his birthday is full of guests, while Dazai never celebrates his birthday.

Shiraki gradually began to understand Dazai, he tended to avoid the noise and joy of the crowd, perhaps such a vulgar thing as celebrating a birthday had no meaning to him.

He who cares little about the world will never really belong to him.Dazai has always been too lucid, and his real connection with this world has never been pitifully limited.

Shiraki forced himself to think about Dazai's hatefulness for a while, and finally hardened his heart again.

His plans must not fall by the wayside.

When Bai Mu went down from the second floor, he didn't make any sound.

In addition to the living room and kitchen on the first floor, there is a floor-to-ceiling window facing the corner of the lush trees in the yard, where the sun is the best and it is most suitable for drinking coffee and eating snacks.

He found Dazai in this corner, Dazai's cloak was draped on the empty chair next to him, he was wearing a slim shirt, sitting at the small round table with his back to Shiraki... drinking.

Shiraki took a closer look, the red wine that Dazai opened was actually the treasure that Sigma brought back for him today!

Dazai always seems to be able to accurately search for the most valuable good things in his house, and then never let go to enjoy them.

Although I don't know why Dazai didn't join tonight's dinner, but he seems to be enjoying himself while drinking a little wine at this time.

There is still more than half a bottle of that expensive red wine left.

Shiraki won't be cheap for nothing. Dazai hooked his hands, and a clean goblet flew out of the kitchen closet.

Hearing the sound from behind, Dazai turned back on the chair with a tall wine glass, his expression relaxed and relaxed, the waistline of his shirt tightened with this movement, and the thin and smooth lines inside could be seen.

If you ignore Dazai's aggressive character, he actually has a very deceptive skin.As long as he doesn't speak, or insists on speaking human words, the appearance of sitting here is a slender, pleasing handsome man.

But the moment he saw Bai Mu, his pupils constricted, and even his body tensed up.

Shiraki walked over, with black half-long hair half draped over his shoulders, because after just taking a bath, the color was more moist and black than usual.There is still warm water vapor on the large piece of exposed skin, which almost feels crystal clear.

He stomped on the floor with bare feet as light as a proud cat.

Shiraki controlled his hair to grow longer, which reminded Dazai of the scene when they first met.

The person on the bridge in the fog was never a girl, but the throbbing in her heart didn't decrease but increased, and as time passed, her heart became seductive.

Five years have passed, his body has sprouted, and every flexible line is well-proportioned and delicate.

Shiraki walked over on his own, and poured the wine gracefully. Dazai's kite-colored eyes followed his movements.

It was quiet this night.

Even Dazai's voice was lighter than usual: "How did you think of wearing this suit?"

"I just want to see how you will react." Bai Mu shook the red wine in the glass, the dark red wine contrasted nicely with the red cheongsam on his body.

As if feeling the heat, Dazai slowly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.The light iris in the eyes gradually warmed up in this cold night, "I like the beauty of you when you wear a cheongsam...It's very different from the feeling in the past."

He once gave Baimu a set of pink cheongsam, but Baimu threw it away.

This made Dazai regretful, so he specially gave Shiraki another set of red cheongsam on his birthday.This gift was given with ulterior motives. After Shiraki opened the gift box, his expression twitched instantly, and he had to forcefully smile into a normal and polite smile before Odasaku noticed.

He always knew that Shiraki held grudges, but when the cheongsam was actually worn on him today, Dazai discovered that the person who couldn't easily laugh had become himself.

During this period of sharing the same bed, Dazai is using every opportunity to subtly nourish the desire for food and sex.

But Xiao Shiraki, who had been dodging passively in the past and would coddle and indulge only when he caught him, took the initiative to attack suddenly tonight, which really made him... feel indescribably trembling and excited.

The expected counterattack was in an unexpected way.

Bai Mu wouldn't put it in his mouth so easily, he must have prepared another backup.

Everything in front of him was so pleasing, Dazai happily decided to see the trick.

He chose the cheongsam by himself, and he brought it home himself.Bai Mu changed the cheongsam according to his stature, and the waistline was more properly tucked in. If he kept his eyes on it, he could follow his heart's desire and clearly describe the side curve of the young man's body.

Looking at the skirt in front of him that was low to the dangerous area, and looking at the side slit that reached half his waist... There was nothing else in him.

It is dangerous to wear it like this, but if you pursue the ultimate aesthetics, it does achieve the best viewing effect visually.The combination of pure red and white snow can dye this warm jade color with dangerous and ambiguous firelight.

Dazai felt a little thirsty, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, the mellow and slightly cool wine entered his body, but it couldn't quench the burning heat in his heart at this moment, and couldn't wash away the luxuriant beauty in front of him.

The flames will pile up, and every time they are barely extinguished, there will be lingering warmth and afterglow.

It wasn't just Shiraki who felt more and more unbearable when he left his bed every morning...he was also affected by the same.

As Dazai said, he has always liked beautiful women.

But what fascinates him is the intertwining of elusive mystery and beauty.Those who can break his predictions in every subtle and elegant confrontation will make him think and miss, and then positively feed back into a more unstoppable exploration and approach.

And the person in front of him not only meets his requirements in temperament, but also meets his aesthetics in appearance, not to mention such a beautiful body... With such a person day and night, Dazai's longing will also accumulate day by day.

Shiraki picked up the wine glass and leaned lightly on the armrest of Dazai's chair like a cat. He leaned down, obviously without touching, but it gave people the illusion of intimacy.He tilted the goblet, and then Dazai looked at the rich and fragrant wine, which flowed smoothly down his shirt in the glass.

That was the first real physical contact between Bai Mu and him under the lights of the night.

The slender and slightly cool fingers just pressed down on the second button of Dazai's shirt, covering and entwining gently like butterfly wings.

Where the bandage disappeared, under the cover of the clothes, this young man had scars on his waist and abdomen.He couldn't use bandages to wrap himself into a mummy. In the past, he only used bandages to cover the exposed wounds, and then put on the covering clothes, and he could clean up smoothly into a decent appearance.

But there are some things that are destined to be difficult to maintain decency.

One click, another click on the wine stains on the snow-white shirt, the touch of the fingertips is so close, it makes one's heart itch.

One button after another was carefully unbuttoned while playing, the aroma of wine mixed with body temperature was dreamlike, and the breath was alluring.

The downward movement is slow, and the dark fire in people's hearts is burning more and more vigorously, but this prelude is like an elegant serenade, if it is too impatient, it will destroy the style.

Dazai admired patiently and did not stop him from moving.

Today's Dazai is 23 years old, and Shiraki doesn't know if Dazai also has a youthful feeling when he is just an adult like him.

Or maybe the Dazai at that time had already skipped the intermediate transition stage, he grew up prematurely, as precocious and transparent as Shiraki.

Only by properly giving up sobriety can one obtain impure happiness.

It's better to have fun in time.

Under the shirt, Dazai's waist is thin, and his shoulders are just the right thickness, so he doesn't feel weak, but is full of joyful life force.

Every scar has a story.Bai Mu didn't want to hear where those stories came from, but was only curious about what they would look like in the future.

The fingertips gently pressing down on each story, and the gentle entanglement with the past.The wine that was spilled on Dazai's body has gradually evaporated into a mellow aroma.

Dazai grabbed Shiraki's hand, his breathing became faster than before, he almost sighed and caressed Shiraki's palm gently, the strength made one's heart tickle slightly, and even his body became hot.

Bai Mu didn't break free, he looked down from top to bottom to untie the scar under his shirt.Bending down and approaching, he put his face in front of Dazai's lips.

No one took that step easily, but at this distance, there will be inseparable entanglements in just breathing.

"Dazai, do you know... what am I thinking right now?"

What responded to him was a hand extending from behind his waist.In the past half month, Dazai has mastered enough secrets about his body.

"I... um, stop... what I'm thinking is, Odasaku is coming back, if he sees us like this... what will he think?"

After saying this, Shiraki jumped down from the armrest of the chair with a soft waist, stood up straight with the chair next to him, and opened the distance, "The store celebration of the ramen house will end at 08:30, and I will bid farewell to my friends in 10 minutes. 25 minute commute home, it's nine o'clock sharp ... he's got home in five minutes."

Dazai, who was a second late to understand what Shiraki was doing, showed a little surprise that he was caught off guard.

Bai Mu was as arrogant as a cat trying to steal. He adjusted the hem of the extremely short cheongsam skirt, put his two beautiful and slender legs together, and stepped back a few steps barefoot, "I want to start tonight, I don’t need to withdraw from your ability. I’ve already removed the secret passage in the cabinet, this man’s surname is Dazai, but I’m not very familiar with it, sir, good night.”

Dazai regained his composure for a while, and a subtle smile slowly appeared on his mouth, "The idea is very good, but Xiao Shiraki...you missed one thing."

Shiraki was half dazed, and raised half of his delicate eyebrows to look at him, obviously in disbelief.

Dazai smiled slightly, "This morning, I specially contacted an acquaintance and made some arrangements. After the internal activities of the ramen house in the evening, it will directly connect with the seaside fireworks festival. The staff of the ramen shop will go to Showing talents, because they are friends who have just met and are very reasonable, Odasaku and the others will probably join in. And the end time of this fireworks festival... is exactly twelve o'clock."

"Atsushi will go straight back to the dormitory, Tired will spend the night with friends in the store, Shiraki and Odasaku will go home...after 12:30."

Shiraki showed an expression of disbelief, but Dazai had already grabbed his hand first.

As long as there is physical contact, the passive ability of "disqualification in the world" will be triggered to be invalidated.Bai Mu, who couldn't teleport, struggled hard, but couldn't escape.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Bai Mu's expression finally showed panic, "How could you figure out what happened tonight?"

"You prepared such a great gift for me... To be honest, I really didn't expect it." Dazai tilted his head slightly, looked into his eyes, and gently stroked the side of his face, "There are too many people at home during this time Well, I just wanted to be alone with you for a while, just the two of us quietly... But I didn't expect that since you would take the initiative first."

10 minutes have passed and no one has returned home.

Dazai grabbed his hand and pulled him into his arms successfully.

And Dazai's hands are too good at touching.

Shiraki finally realized the danger.

After entering the state, and being half pushed and half hugged onto the round table, Bai Mu's mind was already a little dizzy.

The button of the cheongsam was unbuttoned, Dazai picked up the red wine glass, and returned half a glass of wine along the button, "...It is now 12:30, two hours and 45 minutes."

As if he didn't want to face up to the embarrassment of himself now, Bai Mu covered himself with his hands to cover his eyes, and slightly turned his head to avoid: "Then we are like this...what the hell is it?"

Dazai understood his worry.People like them, even if they make promises when they are in love, they will not believe them when they are sober.

People who are too transparent will not trust fetters.The validity of the verbal contract is doubtful, and this relationship is not even as convincing as being driven by interests.

Only time will tell.

Dazai stood in front of Shiraki, still letting him wear the cheongsam, "What do you say...it's what it is."

But the world is impermanent.Sometimes the more far-sighted and well-planned you are, the easier it is for unexpected variables to happen.

The time Odasaku came back was not nine o'clock, nor 12:30.

No one expected that the double plan of Dazai and Shiraki worked at the same time, and Oda made an intermediate number and returned home when it was close to eleven o'clock.

Shiraki's abilities were nullified, and he couldn't feel the physical changes around him.

And Dazai and him... Both were too focused to hear the sound of the door opening.

Even if they ever thought about confessing to Oda...it was definitely not in the current situation where they were arrested.

They did it more than once just now, too many traces point to that conclusion, even Dazai couldn't think of any reason to cover it up or explain it.

Dazai pulled up his trousers as quickly as possible, and then helped Shiraki tidy up... the cheongsam.

The cheongsam was a little wrinkled, and the fabric piled around his waist was wrinkled, and he almost didn't even pretend to be in his posture.

At the most intense moment, even the chairs were kicked over by them. Dazai wanted to pick up the windbreaker on the ground and hand it to Shiraki, but he couldn't avoid Odasaku.

And on the round table was Shiraki who couldn't even close his legs immediately.

He was like a snack on a round table, his whole body was twitching helplessly, his bewildered appearance made people feel affectionate.

Dazai really couldn't laugh anymore, "Odasaku, listen to me...you wait! Me, Xiaoshiraki and I are lovers, we were together a few months ago, but I didn't have the chance to tell you before... ..."

Bai Mu fell into confusion with a crying sound, "Lover...? Aren't we... friends?"

Dazai: "..."

Seeing Odasaku's expression, Dazai understood that there was no need to explain anything, he opened the window with astonishing speed, and jumped out.

Odasaku took off his coat and covered Shiraki's legs, "...I'll go back as soon as I go."

A gust of wind passed by, and there was no one in the house again.

After a while, Bai Mu tremblingly picked up the jacket on his lap, trying to get up and cover his body.But after trying a few times, he couldn't straighten up because of the excessive soreness of his waist, so he put the clothes directly on his face and began to try to pretend to be dead.

How should he explain it to Oda?

...Why don't you ask Dazai tomorrow and make an appointment to jump into the river together?