The protagonist always wants to find someone to die for love [Comprehensive]

After Nagito Komaeda left, Osamu Dazai also slowly returned to his current residence, a dormitory assigned by the school.

I don't know if it's too late at night or there are not many people living here, and only one or two windows in the whole building are still lit.

"Komaeda Nagito actually has 80 favorability for you?"

"Komaeda-kun must have discovered my inner quality!" Osamu Dazai kept smiling.

"..." After the system scolded shamelessly in his heart, he felt that this was actually understandable. Komaeda Nagito seemed to be a very polite person, and Dazai Osamu led him the way, so there is no problem with a high degree of favorability.

"Huh?" Feeling the vibration coming from his pocket, Osamu Dazai stopped walking upstairs.

He took out his mobile phone and found that just now, a new text message had been sent.

[Content: ^_^

From: Central Plains Chuya]

Osamu Dazai: "..." He can guarantee with his life that the person who sent this message was not Chuya himself.

Tsk, I have an ominous premonition.

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Even in midsummer, in the wee hours of the morning, there is some coolness in the air.

Head seems a little dizzy.

When Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong.It wasn't just dizziness, but when he was about to get up, he realized that his body had no strength. The drowsy feeling in his head was mixed with dull pain, which made it difficult to concentrate.

Is this a fever?Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, lying on his back on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling unconsciously.

When he came back yesterday, he felt the exhaustion coming from his body. He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but he didn't expect it to be a fever.

The unique morning breeze blew in from the half-opened window, and through the cracks in the curtains lifted by the wind, one could vaguely see the whitened sky outside.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, the cool wind seeping in could more or less clear his mind.

This is not a serious illness, but it can also make him unable to lift his spirits.

After thinking for a moment, he sat up and took out his mobile phone to send a text message to the director of the department.

[Content: I'm sorry to say this, but a very pretty girl asked me out.The lady's invitation cannot be refused, so I take a day off today.

From: Osamu Dazai]

"Are you going to skip work again?" Although the reason for asking for leave can be seen at a glance, the system still can't help but say a few words to Osamu Dazai.

He asked for leave on the first day of his tenure, and the reason was so casual. Just thinking about the scene when the director of the department read the text message, the system worried for his heart.

"Is it so obvious?" Osamu Dazai's words were wrong.He casually unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of his shirt, holding his mobile phone, not knowing what he was looking at.

The system indicated that Osamu Dazai has a unique style of painting. Others can reveal his collarbone to flirt with girls when he unbuttons it. After he unbuttons, he can only see bandages.

"...I know you are sick right now." Osamu Dazai probably didn't feel anything, but the system could see it clearly. A sick blush appeared on the boy's already pale face, and his eyes were half-closed. They are all sickly, and it is really hard to see how energetic he is.

"It's really dangerous, like this," Dazai Osamu sighed for no reason, got up and closed the window, then lay down and put on, hugged the quilt and closed his eyes.

"Take medicine when you're sick!" The system felt that it really broke its heart.

What responded to it was a voice from inside the quilt: "This level of illness, just sleep well."

Covering his body with the quilt, Osamu Dazai coughed twice.It is estimated that he was obsessed with suicide all day long before, and he did a lot of deadly things, and his physique became not very good.This time I had a sudden fever, and even my consciousness was a little fuzzy.

In this case, it is better to go to the hospital - although I thought so, but it is not appropriate now.Holding the mobile phone, he found out the text message from yesterday. The name in the sender column was indeed Zhong Yuanzhong, but the person who sent this text message to him was obviously someone else.Who on earth sent this kind of message to himself with Chuya Zhongya's mobile phone?Or who can get the mobile phone of Nakahara Chuya, one of the five cadres of the port mafia?

Osamu Dazai felt that considering this point, there was an 80% possibility that it was Mori Ogai.

Could it be that another accident happened?

It seems that various accidents have happened since he left Yokohama, for example, he didn't expect Nakahara to go to Shinjuku.Now the former boss suddenly sends this kind of strange text message... It's really a headache.

Perhaps it was the Hong Kong and Black side who suddenly encountered some difficulties, which made Mori Ogai miss himself as a subordinate who was not easy to control.Or maybe he finally felt like he was a potential threat and wanted to do something about it.

——Perhaps even the location has been exposed.

Reach your hands toward the ceiling and hold them slowly.Osamu Dazai chuckled, and suddenly felt that he was really sick, and couldn't even figure out some simple truths.The result of attacking him did more harm than good, and Mori Ogai would not risk exposing so many high-level criminal evidence of the port mafia just to get rid of himself, who had been forced to leave the organization.

Why is that?

The hot feeling in his chest made it difficult for him to calm down, his body seemed to fall suddenly from a high altitude, and the sense of weightlessness hit him like waves.

The dryness in his throat was extremely strong, but he didn't even have the desire to stand up and pour a glass of water.

When was the last time you were sick?Osamu Dazai reached out his hand and closed his eyes, thinking casually, about half a year ago?His memory of these events is not really deep.

But if it was in the past, whether it was Ozaki Koye or... there would always be someone who would take the medicine and let him take it.

Clenching and loosening his hands, Osamu Dazai laughed softly, if he just lay there like this, would he die?

Fever to death?

He turned over and decided to sleep first.

The author has something to say:

Why do I laugh as I write (cover my face)

Thank you mine w

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