What should I do if I am disqualified in the adult room?

Osamu Dazai sometimes really doesn't know what to say about his supernatural powers, which is based on the fact that he is not a human being, so he doesn't take himself seriously.

He pushed the door and walked in, closed the door behind his back, then walked past Satomi, walked into the bathroom and took out a towel, and put it on Satomi's head standing at the door of the bathroom.

"Wipe the water off your hair."

Unaware of the words, Satomi reached out to touch the towel on his head.

"Are you going out later?"

Osamu Dazai went to the wardrobe and squatted down, opened the bottom drawer of the wardrobe, looking for the hair dryer.

"I'll go upstairs to find Yamazaki later."

Satomi thought about it, and told Osamu Dazai that he was going to find Yamazaki.

"I forgot to buy the wine you asked for, and I want to see if there is any extra in Yamazaki."

Osamu Dazai, who couldn't find the hair dryer, said a soft 'um', stood up and threw a black shirt and jeans on the bed next to him.

"Call me when you change it."

Saying that, Osamu Dazai turned and left Satomi's room.

He thought that he should now put the matter of teaching Li Jian how to live more like a person on the agenda.Because if a person doesn't even know how to cherish himself, then don't expect others to cherish him.

Although Osamu Dazai felt that he, who also didn't cherish himself, didn't seem to be qualified to say that he was wrong.However, he still hopes that Satomi can treat him better.

Because Satomi is different from him.He is more entitled to a better world than he is.

"Obviously I've only just come of age...why did I walk the same path as Oda Saku..."

Osamu Dazai muttered something in a low voice, then went back to his room, and resignedly found the hair dryer from the drawer of the wardrobe.

One's own abilities, of course, have to be raised while kneeling.

"come over."

Osamu Dazai, who came back to Satoshi's room with a hair dryer, glanced at Satoshi who had changed his clothes and was sitting by the bed, and was wiping his hair with a towel, and said, "You can't do it like this."

Satoshi put down the towel and obediently walked up to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai patted the single sofa next to him, motioning for Satomi to sit down.

"If your hair gets wet in the future, remember to blow dry it with a hair dryer. Although you won't get sick, it's very important to develop a good habit."

Warm air blows through the hair.

Osamu Dazai was holding the hair dryer in one hand, while inserting the other into Satomi's hair and fiddled with it gently.

Satoshi Satomi blinked, paused for a moment, and then replied to Osamu Dazai when the sound of the hair dryer became quieter, saying that he would pay attention to it in the future.

Osamu Dazai did not speak, only the hum of the hair dryer remained in the small room.

Blowing hair is a very intimate action, so it is inevitable that Osamu Dazai's fingertips will occasionally touch Satomi's skin.And every time at this time, Satomi's body could not help but tremble slightly, as if he was afraid of something.

"what?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered something interesting, he deliberately touched the back of Rimi's ear with his fingertips in a wicked way.

It's okay if you don't touch it, but when you touch it, your body trembles even more.

"do not……"

Satomi lowered his head, resisting the urge to wave Dazai's hand away.

The wet and soft hair clings to the sides of his cheeks, blocking his reddened cheeks.

"You are really sensitive, lost."

Osamu Dazai was pleased by Satomi's reaction.He chuckled, and then withdrew his hand, no longer teasing his abilities.

The soft hair was obediently attached to the bandage-wrapped palm, Osamu Dazai adjusted the direction in which he fiddled with the lost hair, trying not to touch the other's sensitive spots.

Satomi's body was still a little stiff, and the feeling of being controlled by someone made him very uncomfortable.He buried his head, not daring to move, letting Osamu Dazai toss his hair casually like a statue.

The warm wind blows on the hands, bringing bursts of warmth.

Under the action of the warm air from the hair dryer, Satomi Kamito's wet hair dries little by little.

Osamu Dazai picked up a strand of missing hair with his fingers, and stroked it lightly twice with his fingertips.

Satomi's hair feels good to the touch, as fine and smooth as silk.

Obviously he doesn't take care of it much like him, why is it that only his hair becomes frizzy and split...

Osamu Dazai turned off the hair dryer, stroked his hair, and asked casually, "Shall I tie it up for you?"

"No, no need..."

Satoshi stammered a little to answer Osamu Dazai, then stood up from the sofa, lowered his head, opened the door and walked out.

"I went to find Yamazaki..."

After speaking, Satomi closed the door with a bang.Osamu Dazai in the room looked puzzled.

"Isn't it just a touch of the ear, as for the reaction so big..."

With one hand on his hip, Osamu Dazai looked helplessly at the closed door, finally sighed, and bent down to pick up the towel that fell on the floor.

At this time, Dazai Osamu didn't know yet, there is a saying called——

Feline ears cannot be touched.

……

"What's wrong with your face?"

On the third floor, Yamazaki looked at the disheveled hair standing at the door of his room, as if he had been molested by someone, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you so popular?"

Satomi Sato didn't know how to explain it, so he could only reply with a blushing expressionless expression: "I just took a shower."

"Oh, what a coincidence, me too."

Yamazaki didn't doubt Satomi's words, and turned sideways to give Satomi a way.

"Come in first."

Satomi whispered "Excuse me" to Yamazaki before entering Yamazaki's room.

It is also a single room in gray and white tones.It's just that compared to the clean and tidy room downstairs, Yamazaki's room is much messier.

Scattered things are piled up everywhere, and there are several garbage bags in the corner that I haven't had time to take out and throw away.

"Sorry, the room is a bit messy."

Yamazaki scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and took the first step to throw the clothes on the sofa onto his bed.

"sit."

Satomi shook his head slightly, rejected Yamazaki's kindness, and then directly stated his intention to come. "Do you have any extra wine here?"

"liquor?"

Yamazaki was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized, and replied, "Yes, which one do you want?"

Saying that, Yamazaki stepped over the sundries on the ground and walked towards the drawer against the wall.

Li Jiansuo followed his footsteps, avoiding the things on the ground and walked to the chest of drawers together.

The half-person-high chest of drawers is filled with wine bottles of various shapes and sizes.

but.Satomi's gaze did not fall on the drawer opened by Yamazaki, but on the photo frame on the top of the chest of drawers.

In the photo frame are Yamazaki who does not have the scar from his forehead across his eyes, and a boy who looks about [-] or [-] years old and is held in his arms with an awkward face.

"Ah, that's my brother."

Yamazaki followed Satomi's line of sight, then smiled and introduced to Satomi, "Isn't it cute!"

Satomi nodded.

The Yamazaki family has good genes. Although the two brothers are a few years apart, they look very similar.And in the photo frame, Yamazaki, who has no scars on his face, also looks like a very handsome young man. He thinks that when his younger brother in his arms grows up, he will be as handsome as Yamazaki.

"By the way, what wine do you want?"

The two returned to the topic.

Satomi pointed to the whiskey in the second cabinet and said, "Can you sell me a bottle of this?"

Speaking of this, Satomi stopped and explained to Yamazaki: "It will be the New Year in a few days, too... my brother wants to drink, but he came back in a hurry today, and I forgot about it."

"Oh it's all right."

Upon hearing this, Yamazaki took a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet and gave it to Satomi.

"Just take it."

Yamazaki directly ignored the word "sell" in Satomi's words, and gave the wine to Satomi.Probably because he also has a younger brother, he understands Satomi's behavior of coming to find him at such a late hour, and a bottle of wine is not worth much anyway.

But Satomi doesn't think so.Because Osamu Dazai told him before that he cannot easily owe favors to others.So although he took the whiskey that Yamazaki handed him, he said another way: "Next time I go out, I'll buy it and return it to you."

Yamazaki sees Satomi's insistence, but he doesn't force it.

"Well, since you are so persistent, you can pay me back anytime in the future."

Satomi thanked Yamazaki again, and then left.

A few days later, New Year's Eve.

The deserted underground world is rarely bustling.

But all of this has nothing to do with Osamu Dazai and Satomi.

The two asked the kitchen to borrow a casserole, and then nestled in their room and cooked crab meat hot pot.

The ingredients were delivered by the staff of the logistics department of the basement office who were in charge of purchasing new year's goods this morning. Of course, they also cost Dazai Osamu's money.After all, with the level of stinginess that the underground office does not even provide cigarettes and alcohol, how could it be possible to spend a lot of money to provide New Year's goods for these people who came here to launder their whites.Being able to provide errand service is already for the sake of the New Year.

Fortunately, the money Taizai saved for three years in the port mafia, even after buying a residential house in Kanagawa and settling Oda Sakunosuke and the children, is enough for him and Satomi to be lost in the underground office In the past two years, I have lived a little richer.

"Want a drink?"

The crab meat hot pot exuding an enticing aroma was bubbling between the two of them.

Osamu Dazai was sitting cross-legged across from Satomi, opening the bottle of whiskey that Yamazaki gave Satomi.

In fact, if you eat crab meat hot pot, it is best to pair it with Kanida sake.But without that condition now, one can only settle for what one has.

"I can not drink."

Satomi shook his head and rejected Osamu Dazai's offer.

"It's okay, just a small cup."

Osamu Dazai naturally knew that Satomi could not drink, but he still poured him a glass.

"Today is New Year's Eve, the last day of the year. If you don't drink some wine...I always feel a little regretful."

Satomi pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment before picking up the wine glass in front of him.

The heat from the crab meat hot pot rose between the two of them, blurring their vision.

Osamu Dazai also poured himself a glass, and then raised his glass to Satomi.

"Although it seems a little early to say Happy New Year, but..."

Dazai paused here.He tilted his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and looked inward to reveal a smile that was absolutely from the heart, without any falsehood.

"Still wish you a happy new year."

As he spoke, Osamu Dazai gently shook the wine glass in his hand, a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed across his iris-colored eyes.

"To celebrate our first New Year's Eve together...won't you clink a glass with me?"