I don't want to cry and I want to die for love[Comprehensive]

Osamu Dazai's address is not very far from the office, about 500 meters away, and it takes a short walk to arrive.No different from ordinary working social animals, Osamu Dazai lives in an ordinary apartment.

Ordinary people look, it is impossible to imagine that he was once a mafia cadre.

It seems that he has completely broken away from the influence of his previous career.

Hanazawa Asahi thought.

"No one usually comes to the house, so I don't have extra slippers, just order it casually." Osamu Dazai took the key and opened the door.

The mailbox hanging next to the door was stuffed full of envelopes, and several of them were barely sandwiched between the cracks of the mailbox door.

Hanazawa Asahi took a look at the left collar and the right shed, the mailbox was clean and cleaned regularly, except for Dazai Osamu who was special in front of the door.

"It's all mail from that lady. If you're interested in reading it, please bring it in." Osamu Dazai turned the doorknob nonchalantly, stepped into the door with ease, and went straight to the sofa in the hall and collapsed. Next, "I'm almost exhausted from running around today. It would be nice to have a cold drink at this time."

Hanazawa Asahi sorted all the love letters in the mailbox into piles and moved them in, and glanced at the time on the envelope.Osamu Dazai has been harassed for a long time, but he doesn't care about it, he just treats it like nothing, and never opened his mailbox.

Osamu Dazai's apartment is very tidy, but not very clean.There was a thick layer of dust accumulating on the furniture and visible dust on the floor.

The degree of tidiness is just because there are too few furniture, the atmosphere of life is not high, and it looks like it has just moved in not long ago.

The sofa that Osamu Dazai is on now is the most life-like one, the pillows are flying around, and a quarter of the sofa cushion is crooked at the edge, looking like it won't fall off.Osamu Dazai was still unconscious, and sat down on it, looking like he had no intention of moving away.

Huazawa Asahi felt very uncomfortable looking at it, and muttered: "The people who will live with you in the future must be very uncomfortable."

He pulled Osamu Dazai up and put the cushion back in its proper position, and the tiny obsessive compulsion finally made him comfortable.

Osamu Dazai obediently followed Hanazawa Asahi's movements and then sat down.His laziness looked like a cat, and when he sat down again, his posture remained the same as before.

Hanazawa Asahi pushed Osamu Dazai aside, sparing him enough to cover the sofa all over, and said with disgust, "You look like a boneless mollusk now, sit down better."

"Thanks to Asahi, I ran tens of thousands of meters more than usual today." Osamu Dazai elongated his voice, "My thigh muscle seems to be strained."

What he said was serious, he moved his thigh, and a throbbing expression flashed across his face.

Hanazawa Asahi couldn't help but want to praise Dazai Osamu's superb acting skills. If he hadn't been on the scene today, he would have been deceived by him now, "Stop acting. If you continue to dawdle, it will be night.

He sorted out three copies of the love letter, debt collection, and advertising emails.

"Mr. Dazai, if it wasn't for a stalker, your mailbox might have been scrapped." Hanazawa Asahi complained, completely from these three things, it can be seen that no one patronizes Dazai Osamu's usual mailbox.

Osamu Dazai slumped on the sofa, "It was already deserted."

Hanazawa Asahi sorted out nearly [-] love letters, and he subconsciously wanted to open them to see if there were any clues that could help him.But when he thought that all the words written in it were the girl's love words to Osamu Dazai, his hands stopped in embarrassment, not daring to move.

To be honest, Hanazawa Asahi has never received any love letters in her nearly 20 years of life.Everything in the anime is deceitful. If you are good-looking and have a gentle temper, you will receive love letters. It exists entirely in the two-dimensional world.Has nothing to do with Hanazawa Asahi.

As soon as he saw Osamu Dazai's full mailbox, which was filled with the love words of other girls without repetition, he couldn't help making up Osamu Dazai.Obviously, his personality is not good, and as a boyfriend, he belongs to the kind that makes people feel anxious and uneasy. It is not surprising that he will give himself a cuckold one day.It is a disqualified partner who cannot give the object a sense of security.

I have known Osamu Dazai for so many years, it seems that no girl has thought this way.Instead, because of Dazai Osamu's seemingly fragile temperament, moths rushed to the flame.

"If you are curious about what the love letter is, you can take it apart and take a look. I don't mind at all." Dazai Osamu saw through the emotion under Hanazawa Asahi's eyes, and teased: "I just saw Asahi never received the love letter. The twisted appearance is worse than that of a junior high school student."

Hua Ze Asahi glared at him, staring blankly at the pile of love letters in front of him.Wandering left and right in my heart, thinking about whether to open it or not.

Osamu Dazai poked his head over, trying to rest his chin on Hanazawa Asahi's shoulder.Hanazawa Asahi saw through his intentions and dodged his movements.Osamu Dazai's head naturally rested on Hanazawa Asahi's thigh, his eyes were extremely innocent.

"Go down."

"No."

Hanazawa Asahi: "..."

He shrank his thighs, letting Osamu Dazai sleep on the sofa directly, and let out a dull "dong".Hanazawa Asahi is not a girl, she is very hard-hearted.Besides, it's just a bump on the head that hurts so much.

Hanazawa Asahi no longer opened the love letter to save face, and opened the love letter with the earliest date.

"×year×month×day.

Meeting you is like a dream.

If you hadn't smiled at me that day, I might not have fallen in love with you. "

"...Mr. Dazai is completely a love debt that I brought on myself." As soon as he saw such straightforward words, Hanazawa Asahi was speechless: "The consequence of messing with flowers and grass is that sooner or later, you will capsize in the gutter."

"This small boat has turned over countless times." Osamu Dazai snorted nonchalantly, "There were women who sent me bombs in retaliation."

"...Wow." Hanazawa Asahi was amazed and respectful, "After going through this kind of thing, I still don't know what restraint is. In a sense, Mr. Dazai is really a scum to the point of shaking the earth."

"Where is it?" Osamu Dazai didn't know what shame was.

Hanazawa Asahi continued to flip through the love letters, and each love letter only wrote a few short sentences, which seemed to be very fast.

"×year×month×day

Mr. Dazai has a successful career, is handsome and a gentleman, and is even more polite to women. He is a rare good man.I thought people like you would only live in books.When you appear in front of me alive, I adore you wholeheartedly.

Your brows contain unresolved sorrow, and you often watch the flow of people coming and going downstairs from the tall building melancholy. Whenever this happens, I am thinking about what you are thinking.

I finally couldn't bear to talk to you.

You were a little surprised, but instead invited me to die for love with you.

The love that was full of me stopped in an instant because of the shock, and I fled in despair.When I got home, I couldn't help feeling annoyed that I didn't have a good word with you.

When I calm down and think about it carefully, I don't dislike your invitation too much.If you invite me again next time, I will definitely agree.

Ah, you must think I'm a flirtatious girl.

But after careful consideration, if I agree, will the melancholy in your brows be lessened. "

"Mr. Dazai—a great disaster." Hanazawa Asahi drew out his voice, and he asked incredulously, "Would you invite a woman to commit suicide if you meet her?"

Dazai Osamu: "When you see a beautiful lady, men can't help but strike up a conversation with her. Even I can't help it."

"Can this be compared??"

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it and asked, "Don't you have some thoughts when you see a beautiful girl?"

"Nope."

He has never taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with anyone since he grew up. He is relatively reserved, and he is naturally passive emotionally.Even if you see a beautiful girl, you will only take a few more glances at most, and you will never strike up a conversation.

For Hanazawa Asahi, Osamu Dazai's lifestyle is more inclined to Two-dimensional girl comics, and the characters are good-looking and charming scumbags.

Osamu Dazai hugged his pillow tightly with exaggerated movements, and suddenly distanced himself from Hanazawa Asahi: "Could it be...?"

"...I'm gay if I don't strike up a conversation?" Hanazawa Asahi was puzzled, "There are two pillows on my bed, does that mean I have a girlfriend?"

"Pfft." Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing, he made amends, "I didn't say you were gay, don't slander me."

Hanazawa Asahi was speechless.

In fact, he felt that he was quite stupid, knowing that Dazai Osamu was playing with him, but he still gave up his life to accompany Junzi.

Osamu Dazai definitely knew who the prisoner was, although Hanazawa Asahi had never seen him with his own eyes.How stupid to be able to climb up to the position of mafia cadre in his teens.

According to Kawasaki Ukyo, Osamu Dazai still relies on his brain to get the upper hand.

Hanazawa Asahi realized that his bottom line for Osamu Dazai was too low, and if Kawasaki Ukyo played himself like this, he would have turned his face and ran away.

...It's a bit out of line, when did he have such low requirements for Osamu Dazai.If it were the time when we first met, he would have revenged himself with a fist.

Hanazawa Asahi thought.

This is not a good thing.

"Stop making trouble, it's almost night." He sighed, "I'll go home after reading this letter."

"×year×month×day

Your midnight eyes are wrapped in a thick layer of autumn.Standing on the edge of the roof, it seems that when the wind blows, you are about to leave this world.

I can't let you go, I want to stretch out my hand, to be the rope between the world and you, to force you to stay in this painful world.

Ah, you didn't notice me.

You think back to the pain and haze that you sometimes reveal, and you lose all your courage in an instant, unable to stop you with a sound

I realize that I have become your prisoner. "

Hanazawa Asahi lowered his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai who was leaning on his lap and humming softly with his eyes closed.

I can't see where the so-called midnight eyes and autumn look are.

"Finished?" Osamu Dazai sensed his pause, opened his eyes and smiled at him, "It's past six o'clock, do you want to stay overnight at my house?"

Hua Ze Asahi murmured in a low voice: "If you don't think about committing suicide all the time, it will make people worry and fear. If one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, then it doesn't matter."

"?" Osamu Dazai looked at him blankly.

"Do you have any extra beds at home?"

"No." Osamu Dazai replied quickly.

"...Then I'm going home."

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_(:з」∠)_ Quietly Mimi throws in a chapter.

The daily shift will be resumed on Saturday, and homework will be due at the end of the class on Friday, and there are still a lot of homework left.I have to do my homework all night tonight and tomorrow night_(:з」∠)_I hand in my homework during the day on Friday, but I’m probably exhausted and went to bed, so I’ll update it on Saturday.

Dazai's current status: I found myself a little attracted to Asahi, and I don't mind falling in love.

Asahi's current status: the friendship point is full, overflowing a little bit, 100+10 like this.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!