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

"Where did you go before the lord came?" Mikazuki Zongjin and Dazai Osamu sat on the wooden plank under the eaves, with the tea they had just brewed in the middle, and the light green liquid reflected their reflections.

"I just went to a place far away," Dazai Osamu held up the teacup, staring at the tea stem floating on it.

Perhaps because of guilty conscience, the government of the time has not given them an order to go out to battle so far.And they are naturally happy.

"Sounds very interesting," Mikazuki Zongjin seemed to sigh.

After getting along with each other these days, they have almost understood the character of Osamu Dazai.Generally speaking, the other party gets along well with them.

The temperature of the palm was very suitable, and Osamu Dazai turned his head and saw Cong Yunya mixed with a few swords. They were always noisy together these days, and they had long since lost the appearance they had at the beginning.

It seemed good just like that, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes.

"Is there something on the Lord's mind?" Sanri Yuezong asked.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Why do you ask that?"

"It's just my intuition as an old man," Sanri Yuezong took a sip of tea, "My lord is different from anyone I've ever met before."

"How could there be the same person?"

"That's right," Sanri Yuezong laughed.

"My lord, why do you want to hide from that person?" The beautiful Fu Sangshen looked sideways into Osamu Dazai's eyes.

"..." Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, he looked at Mikazuki, he didn't know whether he was lamenting the other party's observation ability or reflecting on his own performance these days.

"There's no need to see him," he replied after a while.

"Who are you hiding from?" The system looked bewildered, why is it getting more and more unable to understand the conversation between the host and them?

It suddenly thought of the abnormality of the host a few days ago, "Are you hiding from the Central Plains?" It remembered that when the host came, the government had heard that the Central Plains Chuya had gone to school. ... So the host was wrong because something happened to him and Zhongyuanzhong?

This is even more wrong!Didn't the spicy chicken host molested his ex-partner every day? ?How could you avoid him?

After listening to his answer, Mikazuki Zongjin said, "Is there no need...? But if you don't go to see him, will the Lord not regret it? Human life is also very long for the Lord. It will be very hard for such a person .”

"No," Osamu Dazai looked up at the jewel-like blue sky without any impurities, his dark brown hair covered his eyes, "some things are destined not to belong to you. If you get it... you can only can cause pain later on.”

"That's what's best for everyone."

One should not have delusions.

I don't know why, but the system always feels that the appearance of the host is a bit sad.

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"Is something wrong with you these days because of Zhongye Zhongye?" the system asked.

"How could I be influenced by that slug," Osamu Dazai replied without sincerity.

The system really wants to say: Then you go to see him.

He said that he did not quite understand the thinking of these urbanites.

If it's okay, why don't you go see the other party.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the wooden floor, the cold touch made goose bumps appear on his skin, but he didn't feel anything, turned sideways, and stared at a certain place in a daze.

He felt that he seemed to have understood how he felt about Chuya Nakahara, but it was nothing... The important thing was that Chuya Nakahara seemed to have noticed something too.

This is the worst case.

He opened his hand and looked at his palm.I was actually afraid... Osamu Dazai smiled silently.This is so weird.

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When Osamu Dazai stood on the streets of Tokyo again, he looked at the tall buildings and sighed.

"Why do I need to do things like home visits?"

"Because you're free," the system said indifferently.

Obviously seeing him so sad before wanted to comfort him, but this person always has the ability to ignite anger.

"Let me see the address..." Osamu Dazai took the note with the address on it and found where he was going.

"Is anyone there?" Osamu Dazai knocked on the door.

There was still no movement inside, and after three or four minutes, the door slowly opened a gap.

"Who are you?" The boy in a bright yellow T-shirt held the doorknob with one hand and a girl younger than him with the other, and looked at the people outside the door defensively.

"I'm a teacher in Class Three, your parents should have told you that I'm coming today," Osamu Dazai revealed his identity.

"Ni, why did a teacher come to our house?" The girl's voice was a little erratic, and she seemed to find Dazai Osamu's arrival very unbelievable.

"—It seems to have been mentioned before," Sora wailed as if his computer had crashed immediately after saying this, "Why did the teacher come to our house?"

"Because you haven't been to class since school started," it's a miracle you haven't been expelled now.

"Well, you've seen me anyway, can the teacher leave?"

"But this time, your guardian specifically asked me to come here, saying that he hoped that I could have a good talk with you," Dazai Osamu had a half-smile expression on his face.

This person is difficult to deal with... Sora collapsed on the sofa, looking like a salted fish, thinking about how to send Osamu Dazai away.

Shiro on one side was pinching the corner of Kong's clothes, his face was blank.It seems that I am still immersed in the shock of "a creature named teacher came to my house".

"us……"

"——What do you want to do," Seeing him speak, Kong immediately took his sister back three meters, squatting behind the sofa and shivering.They seem to have listed Osamu Dazai as a scourge.

"..." Before Osamu Dazai could speak again, a loud voice came from the entrance.

The door was kicked open.

"Who is this time again?!" Sora hugged Shiro with a frightened expression on his face.Once again, my heart aches for my space being invaded by others.

Osamu Dazai turned his head, and Chuya Nakahara was standing in front of him wearing his black coat that had never changed for thousands of years.

The author has something to say:

Well, you read it wrong, it's not ending tomorrow, it's today.

just so capricious