Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

In the time Miki Nozomi went downstairs to check, Mori Ogai had already changed his clothes, got the hair dryer, and found her in a hurry.

"Xi sauce~"

"Yes, then please sit down, Dr. Sen."

The bathroom cannot be used for the time being, and the bedroom is not a good place to blow the wind, so Miki Nozomi simply pushed him onto a chair downstairs, preparing to...

"Wait a moment."

Looking at the man who is taller than himself even sitting on a chair, Nozomi Miki silently took out a small stool and put it beside him.

"sit down."

Mori Ogai: "...Oh."

The 1.7-meter-five man curled up on a small bench again. He looked like he was trapped in a space as big as a book, and he could only feel wronged by the big cat with its legs curled up, pitifully.

"Xi-chan-"

The big cat clawed at Miki Nozomi's sleeve with its paws, trying to get her attention.

"Or go to my bedroom."

When the time comes, Xi-chan will sit on her own bed, and then~

"It's all water, it's bad if you accidentally fly on the bed, just bear with it."

I wanted to slap away the hand that was pulling over, but the moment I touched it, I only felt a burst of cold temperature.Miki Nozomi immediately frowned, and grabbed each other's hand with both hands.

"It's so cold, Doctor Sen, are you cold now?"

Sure enough, it was watered by the rain, so it would be bad to catch a cold if it continues like this.

"I'll get you a blanket when I go upstairs, Doctor Sen, wait for me first..."

Before Miki Nozomi finished speaking, the black-haired man in front of her directly passed her arm.In the next second, she fell into a slightly damp and cool embrace.

"no need."

Opening his arms around Nozomi's body, his whole face was buried in the warm and fragrant soft embrace, Mori Ogai took a deep breath, even the air in his breath was warm.

"That's it, that's it."

He raised his head, but did not let go of the hand that encircled the other party, and there was an obvious smile in his dark purple eyes.

"After all, Xi-chan is here, and Xi-chan is much warmer than a blanket."

"...so I became a doll heater?"

Reluctantly tugging at the other party's black hair that was no longer so wet but still dripping with small drops of water, Miki Nozomi picked up the hair dryer on the side table with his right hand and gestured.

"That way I won't be able to dry my hair."

"But I'm cold!"

The big cat who refused to let go was confident and confident, and even started acting like a baby very skillfully.

"Xi-chan just pities me who is suffering from hunger and cold. When I thought that the lovely Xi-chan would not be able to sleep well at such a time, I quickly 'flyed' home from outside."

Although it is said that the mission was delayed due to the weather, in this kind of weather, most of them will directly choose to rest in the Hong Kong black dormitory or nearby.

He didn't lie, he really rushed back.

"So Xi-chan, don't be so cruel."

"Is this already cruel? Then I'm really 'cold', Dr. Sen, don't you want to cry?"

He moved a little, but the arms around him still did not relax, Miki Nozomi sighed helplessly, but subconsciously bent his eyes.

"Dr. Sen always makes me irresistible."

Really, why is it so powerful for a person of this age to act coquettishly?

"That's good too, isn't it?"

Even blinking a little playfully, Mori Ogai curled the corners of his lips, and his deep voice was as mellow as red wine.

"It's an honor to be favored by Xi-chan like this."

Being able to be favored all the time is even more—pleasant.

"Om-"

Plug in the power supply, and warm air will blow out from the hair dryer, even vaguely making the surroundings warmer.

The black hair fluttered slightly with the direction of the wind, and the remaining moisture disappeared little by little.Holding the hair dryer in one hand, and flicking Mori Ogai's hair with the other, Nozomi Miki found a new pleasure in just a moment.

For example... Stir this unusually smooth black hair into a chicken coop or something _(:з"∠)_

The outermost strands of hair, which were the first to dry, were scuffed into a mess, and she even divided the other party's hair into threes and sevens, and then gradually divided it into two or eights.

The feeling of rebellion was extremely comfortable, Miki Nozomi's eyes even brought obvious joy, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was extremely bright.

The length of Dr. Mori's hair, even a double ponytail seems to be fine~

"I suspect Xi-chan is thinking of something not very good."

Suddenly raising his head and accurately catching Miki Nozomi's smirk, Mori Ogai, who had already felt it, shook his head, guessing that his image at this time might not be very good.

"how come?"

With some guilt, he restored the other party's messy hairstyle to its original state, and Miki Nozomi blew the other party's hair seriously, but there was no trace of guilt in his voice.

"It's just a normal situation of blowing hair, Doctor Sen, don't move around."

Holding Mori Ogai's head with one hand, Nozomi finally stopped playing with it casually, and after a while, her hair was finally blown.

"Okay, it's done."

She touched it with her left hand again to make sure most of it was done, she nodded,

"Hurry up and bring it here, Dazai's side should be fine too."

"Hey - don't do it."

As soon as he heard Osamu Dazai's name, Mori Ogai remembered that when he returned home today, the other party had a kitchen knife and chili powder, and he directly wrote it down in his little notebook.

"I have already asked Alice to watch at the door, Dazai-kun will be fine."

"But Doctor Sen, didn't you say you were 'starving and cold'?"

After poking the man's arm, Miki Nozomi smiled and said "threat".

"Or do you want to drink the ginger soup I cooked myself?"

Mori Ogai: "..."

I can't refute this, ginger soup or something...

"I see."

Obediently retracting the arm that he didn't let go just now, Mori Ogai answered honestly.

"Don't bother Xijiang, I will cook it myself, and I will also make supper by myself."

"very good."

Nodding his head in satisfaction, Nozomi Miki passed Mori Ogai and walked outside without forgetting his instructions.

"If it's cold, remember to wear more clothes."

Otherwise, it's really bad to have a cold.

After dealing with the clingy Mori Ogai, Nozomi Miki came to the second floor again.As Miki Nozomi said, Alice was indeed placed at the bathroom door by him, and it seemed that there was no attempt to commit suicide in it.

Otherwise, Alice would have already reminded her.

"Dazai—do you need me to bring you clothes?"

After all, she remembered that when Dazai was thrown in, there was no change of clothes at all.

Almost as soon as Nozomi Miki's voice fell, Osamu Dazai's voice came through.

"Axi! I'm asking you for another very important matter!"

important?More important than clothes?

With this in mind, Nozomi stopped at the door and continued to speak.

"You said."

Then, Osamu Dazai's voice sounded louder from inside.

"Please bring me some rolls of bandages!"

As if to add importance, Osamu Dazai's voice was extremely sincere.

"Really, it's important to me! I can't get out without a bandage!"

Miki Nozomi: "..."

Is it important that there are no bandages in the clothes?With a bandage, you don't even need clothes. The bandage is the body?

In the end, he still didn't say anything, recalling that the other party was usually covered in bandages without being too hot, Miki Nozomi went downstairs to get a few rolls for the other party, and returned to the door together with his pajamas.

"I brought it, Dazai, please open the door."

"Ashi, you..."

A somewhat hesitant voice came from the bathroom, with some doubts, it sounded.

"You won't take the opportunity to peek, will you?"

Miki Nozomi: "..."

Excuse me, do you have anything to see?

"……Won't."

"What's with the pause before your words?"

Osamu Dazai's voice immediately became alert.

"Have you hesitated? Absolutely hesitated!"

"I was helpless..."

Sighing dumbfoundedly, Miki Nozomi knocked on the door with a solemn voice.

"Don't worry, it's impossible for me to do this kind of prying into privacy without consent."

Perhaps Miki Nozomi's promise was indeed effective. After a while, the door of the bathroom was opened a small crack, and half a hand slowly stretched out from inside, still slightly wet, and finally became a whole hand.

"Bandages and clothes, by the way, remember to go downstairs and have a bowl of ginger soup when you come out, okay?"

Passing the things in his hand one by one, Miki Nozomi ignored the faintly exposed scars on the inside of the other's wrist, and instructed in a gentle voice.

"Don't worry, I didn't do it."

"……Oh."

There was a slight sound, with the sound of cloth rubbing, and after a while, Osamu Dazai's voice sounded again.

"Ash—I don't want to blow my hair."

"Then what does Dazai want?"

The footsteps that were about to leave stopped, Miki Nozomi stood at the door and spoke with a smile.

"If you don't say it, no one else will know."

In any case, it will be clearer to say what you want.Or how can I say that children who are more noisy get more attention from their parents?

The essence is "expression".

He expressed his needs, even if he was more noisy, or caused trouble, but he did express it, so he was known.

So expression is very important.

A few more seconds passed, and the door seemed to fall into a certain silence, and it seemed to be just thinking. After a while, there was another sound.

"You have no way of knowing?"

After finishing speaking, the voice calmly refuted his last sentence.

"No, you know."

He spoke with certainty.

"You know what I mean."

"It's true to say that I know, but if I want to be sure, then my confidence is not so sufficient."

She lowered her voice, like some kind of invisible teaching, or just a narrative.

"So if I can get a definite answer at this time, I will be more clear."

"But you do know."

The kid inside the door is gripping this.

"You're smart, so you won't misunderstand."

Even though he had never seen the other party use all kinds of conspiracies and tricks like Mori Ogai, he was sure that Miki Nozomi was definitely smarter than most people.

"But many times, some small accidents will lead to many wonderful misunderstandings."

Leaning back against the wall, Miki Nozomi curled the corners of her lips, with a hint of teasing in her voice.

"For example... How do you know that I won't have the idea of ​​asking Dr. Sen to blow it up for you?"

Osamu Dazai:! ! !

The picture described by Miki Nozomi subconsciously appeared in his mind, Dazai Osamu's whole body trembled, and the remaining bandage in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Fuck, let Dr. Sen come, I might as well die! ! !

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