Canary of the gods

Saiki Kusuo was so angry at the Chinese cabbage that his family moved his nest and refused to come back, and seeing Dazai Osamu's smiling face was so angry that his stomach hurt, and he turned his head and forgot what he was going to tell the other party.

He left in a hurry, and when he got home, he "swished" two coffee jellies before he calmed down.Immediately, he belatedly remembered that there were still some things that he needed to deal with on the other side of the monastery.

For example, a temple cultivator has temporarily lost his supernatural power, and the recovery time is uncertain, so he needs to communicate with his companions; for example, he needs someone to take care of his illness, or ask his companions, Either ask a nurse to come; another example, the dead fake Bailan, a crime of monastery, etc...

So the hard-working old father, Kusuo, threw away the empty coffee jelly shell in his hand, traveled through time and space again, and worked tirelessly to clean up the aftermath of his family's Chinese cabbage lying on the hospital bed.

But he never expected that when he appeared in a temple's bedroom, he found that his sleeping Chinese cabbage was leaning on Osamu Dazai.The latter held a long bandage in his hand, and the other end of the bandage was wrapped around the neck of a monk.

The other party seemed to be muttering something, but Saiki Kusuo appeared suddenly and didn't hear the whole sentence.But dramatically, he happened to hear "collar", "master", "mine"... such quite intriguing keywords.

Saiki Kusuo: ...

At this time, Osamu Dazai caught a glimpse of Kusuo Saiki who suddenly appeared in the room from the corner of his eye.

He raised his smiling face and said, "Oh? Why is Kusuo-kun back? I forgot something..."

The words that hadn't been finished were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down.

Outside the window, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, with overcast clouds and strong winds.The canopy of the tree was rustling by the wind, and the birds staying on the wire seemed to have been greatly frightened, and hurriedly flapped their wings and fled from the spot.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai in the room also keenly sensed that the storm was coming.

Saiki Kusuo, who was standing not far from him, seemed to be a different person, and the aura around him suddenly became dark and treacherous.It even makes people suspect that there is a dangerous alien space behind him, and countless pairs of hell hands will drill out of it at any time, and it is bound to drag a few people to hell.

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of Dazai Osamu's forehead.He looked at Saiki Kusuo with an embarrassed smile, and asked in confusion, "Kusuo-kun? This is...?"

"click"

What answered him was the crisp sound of Saiki Kusuo moving his knuckles.

"How dare you, boy."

A large shadow was cast on his face, and his eyes were blurred and dull behind the green lenses.Another thing that people have to pay attention to is that Saiki Kusuo, who usually has a poker face, raised the corners of his mouth high at this moment.It's just that the smile is the same as the one on the clown's mask, the arc is very exaggerated, and it even looks a little weird.

"That... Kusuo-kun, is there some misunderstanding?" Osamu Dazai's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his cheeks were bulging, and he turned into a soft bun face, which seemed quite cute.

Saiki Kusuo doesn't like him.

"Put people down." He lifted his chin, pointed his thumb out of the window again, and said in a tone that could not be refused, "Let's go out and find a place to have a good talk."

"It's okay to talk, originally I also wanted to ask Kusuo-kun something. But..." Osamu Dazai blinked at him innocently, "Let me take off the bandage on Xiu's neck first?"

Ok?

Didn't you tie it up?

Saiki Kusuo's momentary pause was enough for Dazai Osamu to realize why the other party's aura changed suddenly, from a calm and reliable old father to a hell-mode gatekeeper.

With that posture, Osamu Dazai felt that if his reaction was a little slower, the opponent could ram him into an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean, and finally throw him to a temple to dismantle him as if nothing had happened.

I thought so much in my heart, but in fact, it didn't delay the matter in Dazai Osamu's hands.

He quickly removed the remaining bandages around a temple's neck, and deliberately shook the side with small pencil characters under Sai Mu Kusuo's eyelids, with a tone of "I don't know anything", Said lightly: "I don't know who it is, Mingmingxiu's neck is not injured... Huh? Oh, there is a small wound on the back of the neck. Oh, look, it's less than a finger wide, can't you put a band-aid on it?" , what kind of bandage do you have to wear?"

Although the powerful aura emanating from Saiki Kusuo's body has not completely disappeared, but compared to the previous appearance of a rainstorm approaching, it is much calmer now.

Of course he saw the small print on the bandage, folded his arms and said indifferently, "I really don't know or I don't know?"

"Actually..." Osamu Dazai helped Iichijiu back to the bed and lay down, and said unhurriedly, "I can understand why Kusuo-kun was so angry just now."

Although he had a smile on his face, the smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

"Because I'm pretty angry, too," he said frankly.

Saiki Kusuo's expression brightened a little - though only slightly.

After all, in the eyes of Saiki Kusuo, the bitter old father (crossed out) whose cabbage was pouted, the Occupation of the two worlds—whether it is the one who pushes cabbage or the one who steals cabbage—is not a good thing.

He snorted and said, "I'll wait for you in the living room."

Then with a whoosh, he disappeared from the room.

Osamu Dazai scratched his cheek, turned his head, looked at the sleeping face, a temple monk who knew nothing about what happened now, couldn't help but poked his soft cheek with his hand.

"The gatekeeper boss is really scary..."

Should I say that he really deserves to be a powerful figure who raised a temple monk with one hand?

After Saiki Kusuo and Dazai Osamu sat down on the sofa in the living room, they began to chat about the current situation of the priest.

The first thing mentioned is naturally the reason for his persistent high fever - it is related to his supernatural ability.

When the latter heard that a temple cultivator's supernatural power had temporarily disappeared, he didn't show much surprise.In fact, when he saw a small wound on the back of a temple monk's neck, Osamu Dazai basically knew it in his heart.After all, he has seen with his own eyes how strong the recovery ability of a temple cultivator is.

"But his current state of persistent high fever is somewhat abnormal. What should we do if taking medicine and injections to reduce the temperature physically doesn't work?" Dazai Osamu was worried.If the fever does not subside all the time, will a temple cultivator who is not considered smart in the first place be burnt stupid?

"There's no need to worry about that. As long as his supernatural powers come back, all negative states and even hidden diseases in his body will be wiped out."

"It's good that there will be no problems." Osamu Dazai patted his chest, looking relieved.

"However." As soon as the voice changed, Saiki Kusuo mentioned another practical question, "Even if there are no sequelae, it is certain that he will be weak and uncomfortable when he is sick. During this time, he should be inseparable from him." People. I have to take classes myself, so..."

"Oh, I can't help it~" Osamu Dazai spread his hands and said, "Then I'll do what I can..."

Saiki Kusuo interrupted him expressionlessly: "So I'm going to hire a nanny to take care of him next." Anyway, Ichijoji has a lot of money.

Osamu Dazai blinked, instead of objecting, he clapped his hands happily and said, "That's great! Then I don't have to help with housework, and I can concentrate on being with Xiu!"

Saiki Kusuo: ...Sure enough, he still needs to be beaten up.