Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no one chasing Yuecheng Xueman.

Even if you don't look at him owning a car and a house at a young age, that face alone is enough to attract many people's hearts - what's more, what makes Xueman stand out is not these appearances, but his seeming ability to contain everything tenderness.

Gentleness is a choice, everyone can do it, but not everyone can stick to it for years.

Xueman is a special case that jumps out of the ordinary category.

However, the parents' marriage from love to indifference had an indelible impact on Xueman, and insisting on being single for so many years is the best proof-unfortunate people spend their whole lives to heal their childhood, and Xueman who can warm others, always Unable to warm myself with similar words.

After adopting Osamu Dazai, Yukiman even had the illusion that his life was complete.

——He even has such a well-behaved and obedient child, what else does he need!

What's more, Osamu Dazai, who is so big, can understand what he says, eat vegetables he doesn't like, and will try his best to swallow them, and he can get back the first-ranked report card every time he takes the exam...

Osamu Dazai is a standard child of other people's family.

Only in the aspect of emotion, it seems to be very different from ordinary children.

"I've been confessed..."

Xueman, who had returned home in a trance, leaned on the soft backrest, still playing back the scene of Osamu Dazai confessing to him in his mind-to be honest, the atmosphere was created quite well, beautiful and romantic, the boy's slightly youthful The astringent face and the enthusiasm in the eyes complement each other, which is a privilege that only people of this age can have.

It would be even better if the other main character in the picture is not me...

The adopted son is unfilial, Xueman sighs.

He was a little lucky that after the graduation ceremony, Osamu Dazai chose to go out with his friends for a party, otherwise he would never come back anyway, sitting at home in a daze.

"So what to do now..."

Knowing what kind of character the adopted son is, Xueman has a headache. If the refusal was useful, he would not be so entangled—rather than asking for his opinion, it is more appropriate to describe Osamu Dazai's confession as a declaration.

The starring roles are Osamu Dazai and Yukiman Tsukishiro in the script, they must be together.

Xueman could read this sentence from the boy's attitude.

"I'm so hard."

Covering his face, his intermittent voice fell from between his fingers. Xueman, who was not good at dealing with embarrassing situations, simply took advantage of his position and arranged a long business trip for himself.

Can't afford to provoke him, can't he hide?

Yuecheng Ostrich Xueman, who buried his head in the sand, thought of giving up on himself.

"Yes, yes, I see, thank you."

"Young master, you are too polite, I will notify you when Mr. Yuecheng comes back!"

After hanging up the phone, Osamu Dazai calmly threw three more sugar cubes into the coffee cup at hand.

The person sitting opposite him carefully glanced at the cup filled with sugar cubes, and felt that his teeth were about to be crushed, "Boss, is there any special situation?"

If not, please let me go!Sitting and talking face to face with the boss is a burden that I cannot bear in my life!

The boy drinking ice water wailed in pain in his heart.

"Within the expected range."

Osamu Dazai took a sip of the bitterly sweet liquid, and calmly put the cup back, "Fujishima, I have a question to ask you."

"Speak!" The younger brother named Fujishima couldn't wait to answer.

As the saying goes, stretching out the head and retracting the head is also a knife. Compared with the anxiety when waiting for the knife on the head to fall, it is more enjoyable to drop it neatly.

"If you confess to someone and the other person disappears without giving you a clear answer, what does this behavior represent?"

"That goes without saying, of course it is..." Refused!

The moment before the answer came out, the careless Fujishima was stepped on by the silent girl next to him, allowing him to escape.

"Of course the other party is shy."

Betrayed by friends, blamed by parents, and almost leaving this wonderful world because of campus bullying, Mari Moriyama repeated it expressionlessly, "Maybe Mr. Dazai, your confession scared the other party, after all, compared with us , there will be more things for adults to consider.”

"I didn't say I was the one who confessed?"

Osamu Dazai's ending sound was slightly raised, "Forget it, there is nothing to hide."

Did you really hide it?

Mari Moriyama slandered, as long as that person appears, you will behave like a lion whose teeth have been pulled out. Anyone with eyes can see how special that person is to you—we are not blind, of course we can See.

It was the first time when I saw Osamu Dazai like that, I was frightened enough that I couldn't recover for several days.

"Xueman ran away, and I was thinking whether to capture him or give the other party some time to think about it first."

His eyes darkened, and Osamu Dazai's voice carried a dangerous aura, "The correct answer is the second, but if he runs too far, I can't help but change all the options to one."

Fujishima hasn't understood the status quo yet. He simply thinks that the adult in the girl's mouth refers to Osamu Dazai falling in love with an adult woman.

"Ding dong", the light bulb on Fujishima's head lit up: this is the boss asking them for help, how to pursue people!

"I think it's better to strike while the iron is hot."

Fujishima, who was suddenly excited, gave Dazai an idea with great interest, "According to the boss, the other party is a very shy person, right? My father told me that you can't give the other party time to think about shy people. Yes, you have to go all out and sleep the person directly!"

"If it weren't for my father's clever approach, I wouldn't be where I am now."

"Shut up, idiot."

Mari Moriyama slapped Fujishima on the back of the head, causing the boy to fall face down on the table, "Mr. Dazai, don't listen to this idiot."

The twisted melon is not fragrant!

And you are already an adult, if the other party calls the police, you will have no way to use the excuse of being a minor to escape the crime.

"No, I think what Fujishima said makes sense."

Dazai Osamu smiled, and there seemed to be light behind him, which was the firmness of what to do after he found himself, "If he thinks it through and formally rejects me, my heart will not be able to bear it."

Moriyama Mari: "...I wish you prosperity in martial arts."

She lit a candle in her heart for the person who was entangled by Osamu Dazai.

Although I feel sorry for the benefactor who rescued himself from the cloud of bullying, Moriyama Mari does not think that Osamu Dazai is a purely good person no matter from which angle he looks at it.

In other words, Osamu Dazai sees no distinction between good and evil.

Such a terrible thing...

People in this chaotic state, as long as someone pushes lightly from the outside, he will follow that force and fall to a certain side. In fact, Osamu Dazai doesn't care what is ahead, because no matter which road ends , both have the word death written on them.

He didn't let go of Dazai Osamu's hand, but kept him protected... Whenever this happened, Moriyama Mari would sincerely thank the person who held Dazai Osamu.

Otherwise, the person in front of me who is still worrying about how to pursue others may have already fallen into the abyss and wandered happily in it.

She took a sip of water silently, and returned to her usual taciturn appearance, and by the way, pushed down Fujishima, who wanted to continue to teach the boss the little tricks of chasing people—you, a person like you who has been solo since motherhood, still wants to tell others Opinion?

It is enough to shut your mouth and watch Mr. Dazai's gorgeous performance obediently.

The pursuit of young people is pure and full of enthusiasm.

After seeing a familiar face in the lobby of the hotel where he stayed on a business trip, Xueman immediately realized that he had been sold by someone from his studio.

Except for them, no one knew that he had chosen a remote and remote place.

However, they can't be blamed for this. Xueman didn't tell anyone about being confessed by Osamu Dazai—after all, everyone knows that Dazai is his adopted child—these people still regard Dazai as being held in the palm of his hand. My young master, it is only right and proper to report to the young master where the big boss has gone.

For Xueman, he felt a wonderful stomachache.

"Dazai..."

He almost couldn't help turning around and going out, and stopped abruptly, "Why are you here?"

"Well, this place is a bit remote, and it's really not easy to find."

Osamu Dazai answered irrelevantly, "It took a long time in the car and asked a lot of passers-by to find it... so tired." He complained in a low voice, as if he was acting like a baby, too cute.

"I want to sleep."

He demanded confidently.

How could Xueman, who has always been doting on Osamu Dazai, say no?He was very used to taking the boy to his room, made the bed and stuffed him into the quilt. When he finally realized what was wrong, he had already fallen asleep, lying on his side The person showed half of his white and tender cheeks.

"..."

Xueman raised his forehead, and decided to open another room next to it.

It can only be said that habit is terrible, and under the influence of inertia, he even forgot the previous episode that made him tangled up.

Taking her clothes and bag, Xueman left the room lightly.The moment the door was locked, the people on the bed opened their eyes simultaneously.

"Well, the good news is that my perks haven't gone away."

This is news that makes Osamu Dazai feel subtly happy, and the subtlety is that this specialness is superimposed on the basis of treating him as his son after all.

"Why did Twitch agree to be adopted?"

Throwing himself on the soft bed, Osamu Dazai turned into a bun, trying to recall what stupid things he was thinking about when he was 16 years old, and then he found sadly that the brightest thing in that memory was the one behind him. Snowy face with moonlight.

Oh, am I being tempted by beauty?

He rolled left and right, and fell asleep peacefully.

After sitting in the car for a long time and walking a long way, he found that Xueman was not Dazai Osamu's nonsense. On the way here, he was also really feeling that if Xueman wanted to run, he really couldn't stop him.

Unless he had his legs tied up before he went out, and kept shut in a room with locked windows and doors.

Osamu Dazai, who saw something in his dream, smiled peacefully.

When he woke up, there was the smell of food in the room, and Xueman, who was sitting on the chair next to him, put down the folder in his hand, and signaled that Osamu Dazai could come over for something to eat when he woke up.

"Your friend called and said you haven't had a good rest these days."

Xueman was a little surprised when he received a call from Osamu Dazai. After all, there is a natural barrier between the child's parents and the child's friends, and most people will not take the initiative to break it.

"They're worried about you."

"……Oh."

Osamu Dazai slowly came out of the bed, his eyes were confused, "It smells so good, what kind of smell is this..."

Like a zombie smelling the smell of flesh and blood, he swayed towards the long table where the food was placed.Yukiman helped Osamu Dazai when he was about to fall, and sent the boy to the chair.

It's really not reassuring.

As soon as he withdrew his hand, Xueman began to regret—according to his firm attitude of refusal, even if Osamu Dazai broke his leg in front of him, he should just walk over as if he didn't see anything.

...Forget it, it doesn't have to be.

"Thank you."

Feeling the warmth on his arm that lasted for only a few seconds, Osamu Dazai smiled brightly. He looked at the various bowls and dishes on the table, and put a bowl of porridge in Xueman's hand, "You eat first, I'm going to wash my face."

Osamu Dazai, who was always taken care of by Yukiman, now consciously takes care of his guardian instead.

Xueman's hands trembled slightly.

"Then you have to hurry up, the person who delivered the food said that it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Know it."

One patiently told the other to listen carefully. After skipping a certain tangled part, Xueman found that Dazai was still the same Dazai, nothing had changed.

So, am I the one being affected?

Squeezing between her eyebrows, Xueman picked up the porridge and ate it slowly.Because Osamu Dazai's arrival was too sudden, Xueman didn't have time to think about eating, but when the fragrance spread, his sleeping stomach began to revive, and it was impossible not to eat something.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom. When Dazai Osamu came out, Xueman found that the other party had wet the bang part of his hair, and directly combed it with his hands, revealing his smooth forehead.

More mature breath.

"Does it look good? Is it handsome?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he exposed his still naive mind, "The previous hairstyle has been maintained for several years, and I'm tired of seeing it. How about this? Does it feel like an adult?"

"It's easy to catch cold when your hair is wet."

Xueman said very straightly: "I'll get you a towel and wipe it off."

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, didn't he say that a new look would bring a sense of freshness, and make the other party have a sudden shock in their daily life?Or is this hairstyle not shocking at all, how about changing the color?

Xueman didn't know that Osamu Dazai had thought so much, he walked over with a towel, wiped his adopted son's wet hair, and then realized that in these short three years together, Osamu Dazai was no longer the little boy he remembered. Pitiful.

He couldn't help laughing, and the sound entered Dazai Osamu's ears, making him shake his head uncontrollably.

Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked up, "What are you laughing at?"

"Dazai has really grown up."

Xueman smiled softly, "When you first came to my house, you only reached my height." He gestured at the chest position, "The shoulders are also narrow. When I reported your data to the person who made the school uniform, he I thought I was ordering it for my sister, and almost made it a female model."

Osamu Dazai: I'm sorry that I was short and small in the past.

"All right."

After wiping to the point of half-drying, Xueman put down the towel, and tried to reproduce the hairstyle that Osamu Dazai had combed up before, but it was a pity that the hair that had not been styled soon fell out, and the post with slightly cool moisture was on the On Dazai Osamu's skin.

"That's it, stop." Osamu Dazai held Yukiman's wrist, preventing him from continuing his stubborn behavior.

After all, if Yukiman fiddled with his hair again, Osamu Dazai would have to raise his legs to cover up some changes.

Who would have thought his scalp would be so sensitive.

Osamu Dazai's ears were stained red. The only thing that comforted him was that the temperature of his cheeks was controlled within a reasonable range. If it was impossible, he could use the heat of porridge to fool him.

In the next few days, no matter what Xueman said, Osamu Dazai was unwilling to leave alone first. He forcibly assigned himself the identity of Xueman's assistant, and followed the other party to carry bags and deliver materials. Fully analyze which customers are worth fighting for.

"Can you see that?"

Yukiman looked at Osamu Dazai with surprise.

"What's so difficult about that."

Osamu Dazai looked back, "Anyone with eyes is fine."

"...No, if the group of people in the studio hear that you describe such a rare ability as if everyone on the street has it, they will break down and cry."

Being able to figure out a person's mind through the details is a remarkable skill.

Xueman still does not have the confidence to say that he can do it 100%, but the boy in front of him, a child who has not really stepped into the society—in Xueman’s eyes—can actually analyze the results similar to him, This "mind-reading" ability is somewhat amazing.

"But leave the work to me. This is my job, isn't it?"

He was not willing to let Osamu Dazai step into the world of adults early. Only those who have been hurt and tired outside know how comfortable the ivory tower is.

"Hey - is this a compliment? It's a compliment that I'm great."

Osamu Dazai pushed forward, "After that, you have to take me with you. You have raised me for so long, and it is a psychological burden for me to eat and drink for nothing."

——Fake, not at all, I even want to be raised by you as a little boy.

Osamu Dazai, who didn't think there was any problem with his thinking, nodded.

"It's not eating and drinking for nothing."

Xueman patted Dazai's head, took the sticky man off his body and put it beside him, "If I have to say, taking care of you is my wishful thinking, thank you for accepting my care."

"...You can talk so well, there must be many people who want to spend a good night with you."

"what are you saying?"

"It's nothing, I'm just wondering why a person like you doesn't have a girlfriend. Oh, boyfriends are fine too. I'm not the kind of person who discriminates against others."

Xueman thought about it seriously, "Because a relationship that doesn't aim at marriage is a hooligan, but unfortunately, I don't want to get married."

"Is this answer okay?"

"I don't want to get married, um, that's fine."

Osamu Dazai watched the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, a sweet smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

In Japan, a country where same-sex marriage is not yet legal, in order for same-sex lovers to allow their partners to obtain property after their own accident, some people will choose the way of adoption, as long as the older party adopts the younger party. .

It sounds incredible - I want to be your lover, but you want to be my father?

Me at 16, you made an amazing decision.

Rounding up is getting a marriage certificate, and Osamu Dazai, who had successfully obtained the certificate three years ago, was in high spirits.

Damn, the certificates are all in hand, but the other party still looks shy... What else can I do, of course, water drips through stone, and it wears slowly.

Osamu Dazai was not impatient.

He enclosed the person Yuecheng Xueman into his territory, approached inch by inch, and finally swallowed the person Xueman with a whimper.

After the little monster walked so far alone, someone finally held his hand and was willing to walk with him.

"Roar—"

When the person is fully embraced in his arms, the little monster will definitely be the happiest monster in the world.

The author has something to say: Zai, as an ordinary person, has no lethal power (?

After I can't live every day, I still feel a little bit lonely... Zai Zai, you are so ordinary, I am really worried!

Then I went to masturbate the IF cable of the cat demon.