Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

Osamu Dazai supported his cheek with his right hand, turned his head, and watched Yuecheng Xueman passing through the corridor of the opposite teaching building.

The other party was still holding a folder in his hand, and while walking, he was talking to the girl beside him - Osamu Dazai knew who this girl who slowed down deliberately because of Yukiman's accommodating, was the accountant of the student union.

— Tsk.

Inexplicably a little upset.

But it's okay to be unhappy, Osamu Dazai didn't look away.

The age difference is one year, and the grade is also one level away. The floors of different grades are not together. Osamu Dazai found depressed that the treatment after entering high school is not even as good as before.Before that, he could see Xueman when he came back from school, instead of "watching from a distance but not playing with it" like now.

Probably sensing Dazai Osamu's gaze, Tsukishiro Yukiman suddenly raised his head.

He caught Osamu Dazai's eyes in an instant, and showed a gentle smile that could melt the winter.

[Wait for me after school. ]

Osamu Dazai read the opponent's mouth.

Before he could react, he also sat by the window and looked at the front desk out of the window in the same bored way before he let out a loud "ow", attracting the attention of the whole class.

"It's the student council president!" The boy in the front row pointed out the window in surprise and said, "Ah, he even waved at me!"

——Are you an idiot? That was obviously shaking your hand at me.

Rolling his eyes, Osamu Dazai buried his whole face in the crook of his arms, closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander, and it was time for school to end this party.

The sound of friction between tables and chairs and the ground, as well as the noisy background mixed with human voices, slowly returned to calm under the reflection of the setting sun.

Yawning, Osamu Dazai was finally willing to straighten his back, but it hung crookedly on the back of the chair. He took out a pack of strawberry-flavored milk from the drawer, inserted a straw and drank it one after another. with.

The milk that has been left for a whole day has long lost its cold taste, and it tastes sweet and greasy.Osamu Dazai swallowed the slightly pink milk in disgust, and decided to tell Xueman on the way back that he was already a high school student, and he didn't like this kind of fruity milk for a long time.

If you want to buy it, please buy him the double chocolate flavor, and it must be the new one.

"Dazai?"

The back door of the class was opened, and Yuecheng Xueman walked in. When he saw the boy who stayed in the classroom obediently and did not run around, there was an unmistakable apology in his eyes, "Sorry, I should have come here earlier , you have been waiting for a long time."

"I just woke up."

Shaking his head, Osamu Dazai drank the milk to the bottom, he leaned back, the four-legged chair became only the back two, and the two feet were on the ground, allowing himself to hold the chair together With perfect balance, he did not fall straight backward.

The milk carton that flew out of Osamu Dazai's hand landed accurately in the trash can at the back, and there was a "dong" sound.

Xueman smiled wryly in her heart, well, she was still angry.

Without saying anything, Yukiman walked over to Osamu Dazai, and he changed the man from a crumbling state to a normal sitting position—even though Dazai would not really fall over, Yukiman would still be worried—then he took the man from his pocket. He took out a candy from inside, put it in Dazai's palm and tidied up his schoolbag.

While Xueman was packing up, Osamu Dazai ate candy and put on a spectator posture, but the focus of his pupils never left Xueman's side face.

"Okay, let's go home."

Seeing Xueman was about to stand up, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, grabbed Xueman's tie, and pulled Xueman in front of him with a little force, "Do you think a candy can fix me?" Don't even think about it.

Xueman didn't intend to break away or retreat, and simply moved forward a little distance.

The breaths of the two were intertwined.

"Feel sorry."

Kissing Osamu Dazai on the forehead, Xueman easily pulled the tie out of the tightened hand, "Then treat you to eat? Or do you want to play games with you? By the way, Auntie is going on a business trip, and in the next three days You want to come to my house for dinner."

"I'll make it for you with my own hands, and you can eat whatever you want."

"You can eat whatever you want...?"

Osamu Dazai snorted softly, raised his brows, "Then I want to eat you."

Xueman's expression suddenly became subtle. He reached out and touched Dazai Osamu's forehead temperature, and then touched his own, "I don't have a fever."

Why are you talking nonsense?

Seeing the straight ball he hit was hit back by Xueman with a strange posture, Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth, completely lost the interest in teasing the other party, probably even if he stuffed himself into Xueman's bed, this person would be able to She understood that he was afraid of the dark, so she took out a quilt to sleep with him.

"go home."

Osamu Dazai was a little annoyed and threw the bag to Xueman, "I want to eat crabs tonight! Both steamed, fried and shabu-shabu!"

He knew that his mother must have handed over enough money to Xueman before the business trip. Naturally, the lion opened his mouth wide at this time, wishing to empty Xueman's wallet after a meal.

"Eating so much for dinner will spoil your stomach."

Tsukishiro Yukiman calmly dealt with the angry Dazai Osamu, "And you can't buy fresh crabs in the market at this time, how about eating on weekends? Then we can go and buy fresh ones together. What kind of crab do you want to eat? It will be all right."

"But I'm going to eat today."

Standing in front of the shoe cabinet, Osamu Dazai vowed to carry out the unreasonable troubles to the end. As soon as he opened the door of the shoe cabinet, a pink letter floated down.

The recipient is undoubtedly Dazai Osamu, who has become a high-ranking grass since he entered school.

"It's a love letter."

Xueman picked up the letter from the ground and handed it to Osamu Dazai in its entirety, "Our Dazai is indeed very popular... It hasn't been long since someone wrote you a love letter. Dazai, are you going to open it and read it?" see?"

"The handwriting is so delicate, it should be a lovely girl."

"...What's so interesting about this."

Osamu Dazai, who was trying to get tough, faltered the moment his eyes met with Xueman. He stuffed the letter in his pocket indiscriminately, changed his shoes three times faster than usual, and carried Xueman in the He took the bag in his hand and carried it by himself, "I'm hungry, what's for dinner today."

"curry."

Xueman maintained an unchanged smile, "Would you like to open it and take a look?" He seemed to have thought of something, "By the way, the secretary of the student union told me that the grade grass in the first year of high school is very popular recently. There are a lot of people paying attention, and there are waves of people who write confessions."

"I said yes and even made a bet, wanting to see who is the first to win."

"Dazai, do you know who this person is?"

He smiled and asked, as if he really didn't know who this person was.

Osamu Dazai felt as if he was being photographed with a magnifying glass, getting shorter and shorter, and an inexplicable guilty conscience spread up, covering his whole body.

But seriously think about it, is he able to control being confessed?

It's like he couldn't control himself and wanted to lock up Xueman, only he could see Xueman's tenderness...

"What are you thinking?"

After not getting a response for a long time, Xueman turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, and found that he was running while walking, not worried about bumping his head against the wall at all.

He sighed helplessly and pulled the person to his side.The hands of the two were clasped together so naturally, and they didn't separate until they got home.

The little emotions that arose at that point, like the past, disappeared without any waves.

When did the relationship with Osamu Dazai of the neighbor's house become what it is now, Xueman has long forgotten.

It seems that unconsciously, there are more traces of the other party's existence in his world, but if you want to go back seriously, the first picture related to Osamu Dazai that Yukiman can remember is a certain day when he was still a primary school student.

He came home alone, ate and washed the dishes and began to do his homework. Just when Xueman took out the pen and was about to drop it, the sound of tearing from the other side of the wall made him stop.

At that time, Yukiman still couldn't understand why the Dazai family, who maintained a happy life in front of outsiders, would make such a sound that had nothing to do with happiness behind closed doors.

When he heard it for the first time, he even ran to his parents, hoping that the other party could stop it.

But his parents shook his head and told him that outsiders cannot participate in other people's family affairs, so even if he saw obvious bruises on Aunt Dazai's face the next day, Xueman could only pretend that he didn't see it, and talked with the other party as usual. Say hello, and say good morning to the child who was held by Aunt Tsushima.

Osamu Dazai, who had been urged by his mother for a long time, would raise his head, look at Yukiman with empty eyes, "Good morning", he is like a doll with a programmed program, without a soul.

"..."

That's right, the first impression of Dazai was that expressionless face.

In the years that followed, similar sounds of tearing and crying persisted.After a short period of panic, Xueman learned to communicate with Osamu Dazai and told him that if his parents were about to fight or other signs, they would immediately open the door and rush to him.

There is no way to intervene in other people's families, so at least the little Dazai should be protected.

Xueman didn't want to see the same bruising on that immature face as Aunt Dazai.

Maybe it was because they understood Xueman's words, maybe they didn't want to be beaten, or maybe they thought the couple was too boring and didn't want to see the two of them back and forth... On a certain day when they heard something crack again, Xueman listened There was a knock on the door of his own house.

He almost rushed to the door, forgetting to put on his slippers.

"Brother Xueman."

Osamu Dazai stood barefoot at the door of Yuecheng's house, obviously expressionless and did not say anything else, but in Xueman's eyes, this man was asking him for help.

So he took the skinny child into his home.

The snacks and hot meals he just bought were placed in the child's hands. Xueman also found out the pajamas he hadn't worn, and let him sleep next to him when he was ready.

There is no ability to save everyone, but only one can be saved.

From that day on, the child named Osamu Dazai became the object of Xueman's protection. They went to school together, and when school was over, Osamu Dazai would quietly wait for Xueman to finish club activities and go home with him after school.

The two would occasionally go shopping together in the supermarket, and Xueman would spend all the pocket money she had saved on each other.

From the moment Dazai Osamu knocked on the door of Tsukishiro's house, he and Tsukishiro Xueman, their fates were intertwined.

When Osamu Dazai was in junior high school, the couple who would fight if they had time or not finally chose to divorce. Osamu Dazai lived with his mother in the original house, and the one who punched people at every turn, dragged along. With his own suitcase, he left the city disheartened.

Dazai Osamu's mother intends to improve the relationship with her only child.

However, Osamu Dazai, who had been neglected for many years and grew up when she didn't know it, had already replaced the place in his heart that should be reserved for his parents with Yuecheng Xueman.

He doesn't need other people.

He only wants that one person.

Dazai Osamu remembers very clearly when the relationship with Tsukishiro Yukiman from the neighbor's house became what it is now.

It was Xueman who found him behind his parents' backs, and told him in a low voice, if his parents fight again, remember to open the door and run to their house.

In order for Osamu Dazai to come out smoothly, Yukiman also took him to practice how to open the door for a long time.

At that time, I seemed to think that there was something wrong with Xueman's mind?

Osamu Dazai tried his best to recall his mood at that time, and nodded earnestly—it was not just a problem with his brain, but his whole body was broken.

His parents had fought so many times, and the electric appliances and kitchen utensils in the house were broken and made such loud noises...but only one child who shouldn't be involved in this matter ran over and told him what to do.

Is it really not a prank?

Osamu Dazai, who was pulled to open the door over and over again, asked in his heart.

Later, when another male-female fight was staged and the ashtray fell on his head, Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, and as he rehearsed before, quickly opened the door and ran to the Tsukishiro's house next door.

He knocked on the door "dong dong dong", without any hope.

Maybe it was just a joke between Yuecheng Xueman and himself.

While waiting for the door to open, Osamu Dazai thought grimly.

Anyone who sees an abandoned kitten on the side of the road will feel pity in his heart, but only one or two people will be willing to take the kitten home to be raised.

A living life, nothing else.

For a person who is only one year older than himself, whether he can bear the weight of other people's lives...

- The door opened.

"Brother Xueman."

Osamu Dazai saw the face with a flustered expression, and the other party came over in a hurry, not even wearing slippers, pulled him to his home, and quickly closed the door, even locked the upside-down lock.

"It's all right, it's all right."

The stumbling words of comfort were of no use to Osamu Dazai, he was actually not worried at all because of his parents fighting - even if he did, it was only the first time.

When the same thing happened in front of him for the second and third time, no matter how much emotion Dazai had, it was not enough to consume him.

Besides, he is not a person with too many emotions, one time is the limit.

"Do you want something to eat? I'll heat it up for you!"

Osamu Dazai watched Yuecheng Xueman hurriedly walk towards the kitchen, and within a minute, he walked towards him with a huge snack bag, "The hot meal will take a while, you should eat some snacks first."

A strange feeling rose in my heart.

Is this what it feels like to be cared for?

Osamu Dazai looked at the person who was walking around in different rooms, and showed a small smile.He ate the meal that Xueman had warmed for him, borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and gave Xueman the snacks bought by Xueman, and finally changed into pajamas and lay down beside Xueman.

There are so many stars in the sky, you chose the humble one.

There are so many people in the world, but you are the only one who reached out to me.

Pulling Xueman's sleeves, Osamu Dazai had a rare good night's sleep. Even through a wall, the couple's voice could still be heard, but for Osamu Dazai, nothing could beat the temperature at hand.

Later, Osamu Dazai became Tsukishiro Yukiman's little tail.

Of course, this is what Xueman thinks is the truth - from Dazai Osamu's point of view, he just doesn't want to see other people around Xueman.

It is said that the child bride should be raised from an early age, and from the moment Xueman noticed it, Dazai Zhi arbitrarily regarded Xueman as his own, who only belonged to him.

Then he naturally couldn't tolerate others occupying Xueman's sight.

Osamu Dazai threw away the love letter that others gave to Xueman—what kind of love is he talking about at such a young age? Doesn’t he know that learning should be the first priority? Unstoppable number of people.

As expected of the person I like, he is excellent.

It's just that if you are too good, it is easy to attract bees and butterflies, so you have to find a way to drive people away.

After thinking about it, Osamu Dazai felt that it would be better to enrich himself than to benefit outsiders. After thinking about it, he suddenly became enlightened. Why bother with other people who appeared around Xueman?

As long as you let yourself always occupy a constant dominant position, then no matter who appears, you don't have to panic, anyway, they can't compare with you.

With this in mind, Osamu Dazai simply confessed to Yukiman.

He wasn't sure if his feelings were connected with liking, but what did it matter?His desire to monopolize the other party has not changed from the beginning to the end.

Yukiman was frightened by Osamu Dazai.

It is not surprising that people of the same age have been in love for a long time: we are facing each other day and night, and we are yearning for love. It is easy to get dizzy and fall in "love" inexplicably.

But for Xueman, he has not met anyone who can pull him into such a delicate situation.

Osamu Dazai was not the first person to confess to Xueman, but he was the first person to make his mood turbulent.

After being shocked, Yukiman told Osamu Dazai that he needed some time to think about it, and when he returned home, he immediately bought various books and searched for definitions related to liking.

By the way, I also reviewed the psychological changes of adolescents.

It's not that he doesn't like Dazai, but if he insists on pushing this feeling to liking, it's a bit reluctant.

It is said in the book that if you like someone, you will want to push him down—think of Dazai, the fireworks exploded in Yukiman's head.

After he calmed down, he thought of Osamu Dazai's expressionless world-weary face before, and his lazy but smiling face now... Xueman's heart softened, and she agreed.

Not sympathy, not pity.

He hasn't reached the point where he wants to give his affection to Osamu Dazai.

In the only life he has lived, the part belonging to Osamu Dazai occupies most of Xueman's mind, he can't forcefully say that he doesn't like Dazai, that is the real lie.

Xueman just felt that Dazai Osamu who said this was still young.

Being young means that there will be many changes in the future. Maybe when Dazai meets the person he really likes, he will find that he is just an episode in his life, and he can say goodbye with a smile.

——It sounds a bit miserable.

Osamu Dazai didn't know that Yukiman had thought about it so much, he was simply happy because he stamped the opponent with his name on it.

To be honest, after confessing to Xueman, Osamu Dazai hesitated for a moment, he was worried that he would not like the other party after saying this.

Isn't there such a kind of person?They just like the process of chasing each other, and when the other party responds, they will feel dull and throw the person away.

Osamu Dazai is glad that he is not such a person.

In front of Xueman, he didn't want to become like this.

Osamu Dazai and Yukiman don't spend much time together.

Students have to go to class, and after the class, they have different homework - they are not the high school students in the animation, they can graduate with nothing to do every day.

In order to be admitted to a good university, the necessary efforts need to be paid.

Osamu Dazai originally thought that after graduating from high school, he would be able to make a living. Anyway, in this country, he can support himself by doing part-time jobs. Besides, he still has the self-confidence of obsession, that is, Xueman will definitely support him.

His idea was correct, but Yukiman still pressed Osamu Dazai in front of the table, telling him to study hard.

"Others will go on dates when they are in a relationship, but what about us, shall we just stay at home and do quizzes!"

Osamu Dazai wanted to slam the pen in his hand onto Xueman's face, "I suspect that the reason you agreed to my confession is to let me study hard."

Yukiman, who was flipping through the book, looked up at Osamu Dazai.

"Don't you want to go to college with me?"

He pushed down his glasses and asked: "There are more people you can meet in college. Compared with junior high school and high school, college is where outstanding talents from all over the country come together..."

"You can rest assured that I will go to school for four years without you and surrounded by so many people?"

Xueman spread out his hands, posing like a rascal, "I have the confidence not to be tempted, but I'm worried that someone's expression will be distorted after eating lemons."

"..."

Osamu Dazai held the pen honestly, and started to brush up the questions seriously.

The possibility that Xueman said hits the heart.

Compared with Xueman's consistent calm state of mind, Osamu Dazai always thinks of some terrible pictures in his brain.

As for the specific content, just fill in all kinds of vulgar [-] o'clock plots-Osamu Dazai plays the poor side who was abandoned, and Xueman is the other side who was seduced by the colorful world.

Sometimes Osamu Dazai will cling to Yukiman even more if he thinks too realistically.

He will worry about gains and losses because of things that haven't happened yet.

Xueman would always pat Osamu Dazai's head when he found out, to reassure the other party that he is not the kind of person who would abandon his "dirty wife".

After hearing this, Osamu Dazai would bite hard on Xueman's neck until he made a tooth mark.

Who is the poor wife, can she speak, and even if she abandons you, I will abandon you!

——These words are completely inconsistent with the back view of Osamu Dazai working hard on the questions.

The university that Xueman wants to go to is a well-known high school in China, and his grades can even be recommended. The opposite is Dazai Osamu, who fished for three days and posted on the net for two days. People worry.

Both of them understood that if Osamu Dazai/ himself could be more serious, it would be no problem to get a good grade in the exam.

However, lazy cancer is really too difficult to defeat, as the questions were brushed, Osamu Dazai's head fell to one side.

Seeing this scene, Xueman could only sigh helplessly, then picked him up and put him on the bed.He himself took out pens of other colors to help Osamu Dazai correct the grades.

The road is long and long.

"Dazai, someone is looking for you."

The classmate standing at the door of the class yelled, and after realizing that Osamu Dazai was still sleeping on his stomach, he simply walked over and shook him awake, "Wake up, someone is looking for you outside, it looks like they are here to confess."

Speaking of the latter, the lower the voice of this person was, the more excited his tone became.

No matter how old you are, it's human nature to watch the excitement, and besides, the girl standing at the door is one of the freshmen who is so beautiful that the whole school knows.

"……what?"

Rubbing his eyes, Osamu Dazai raised his head. He was pressed by Xueman to write several papers last night, and English and numbers are still echoing in his mind, "Who?"

"You'll know if you go."

The enthusiastic classmate simply set up Osamu Dazai and sent him to the door.

Standing outside the door was a cute girl with her head half down and pink cheeks. Her long chestnut curly hair hung down on her chest, and every arc was the result of careful care.

The ordinary school uniform worn by others, she just wore it like a model.

And when Osamu Dazai appeared in front of her, the girl blushed even more thoroughly, and she who was poking her head out to see the situation before, now wanted to bury herself in the cracks.

"Senior Dazai..."

The voice is 100% soft and cute, and the sweet and trembling timbre makes people feel itchy.

"What's the matter."

Osamu Dazai was unmoved, and even yawned, "I don't know you well."

The girl's face turned pale, and her hands were about to get twisted together. She repeated Dazai-senpai again, and couldn't get the context after saying my word for a long time.

"If it's okay, I'll go back."

Osamu Dazai sighed in his heart, a lot of good sleep time was wasted in this way, he was going to step back to his seat, and close his eyes for a while before the teacher came.

"Dazai-senpai, I like you!"

The girl finally mustered up her courage, and boldly confessed to Osamu Dazai. At this time, she dared to look directly at him, but her face was so red that she could tell without looking. The temperature of her brain could almost warm her whole body. with.

"Promise her, promise her!"

"Dazai promise her quickly!"

The surrounding melon-eating crowd booed, in their eyes, no one could refuse such a cute girl's confession, let alone losing to Osamu Dazai, they were convinced.

Yuecheng Xueman just appeared.

He twitched the corner of his mouth playfully, then changed into his usual gentle smile, and then walked over without pausing, "Dazai, Auntie told you to come to my house for dinner tonight."

"Xueman—Senior?!"

In school, we still have to be cautious about the identities of the two of them—well, Osamu Dazai just felt the inexplicable excitement of a sneaky relationship—Osamu Dazai forcibly added an honorific title after saying Xueman’s name, “How could you it's here?"

"Shouldn't I be here?"

Xueman smiled slightly, "It looks like I'm bothering you, so go ahead, I'm just here to talk to you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. The melon-eaters who were surprised by the arrival of the student council president closed their mouths and turned their attention back to the confession.

No way, the president of Yuecheng came to ask Dazai Osamu to go to his house for dinner basically once a week. When I saw it for the first time, I was surprised, and then calmed down. Sometimes the president would bring some snacks for Dazai. Distribute to those around you.Although they did not have a friendship with the student council president, they were not pure strangers either.

"Senior Dazai..." The girl who had been left out for a long time shook, waiting for the final verdict.

"Sorry, I already have someone I like."

Osamu Dazai rejected the other party with a common sentence pattern, and when he was about to go after Yukiman, the class bell rang, and the head teacher who came from the other side of the corridor blocked Dazai Osamu's way.

He wasn't presumptuous enough to skip class in front of the teacher.

The close relationship with Yukiman, who is the president of the student council, means that Osamu Dazai is also a part of Yukiman to some extent. If he misbehaves, someone will naturally make use of it and draw it on Yukiman.

Sound incredible?

Yet this is reality.

Osamu Dazai could only return to his seat bitterly. The classmate behind him poked his back, wanting to ask Osamu Dazai how he was feeling, but he was frightened back by those murderous eyes.

Osamu Dazai, who had never noticed that the class time was so long, could look at his watch three times a minute on average. When he finally heard the bell for the end of get out of class, he was so excited that he jumped out of the window and went straight to the snow-covered classroom.

"Dazai-san, come to my office later."

The teacher in charge stopped him.

God seems to be stopping Osamu Dazai from looking for Xueman. Dazai Osamu came out of the office, and was splashed with paint by the oncoming members of the art department. After he took a shower and changed his clothes, the class in the afternoon began When it came, he had to be patient, and the tip of the pen filled the paper with names.

He first went to the student union's office, and the person on duty said that the president of Yuecheng was going to solve the gymnasium.

Osamu Dazai ran to the gymnasium again, and learned that Yukiman left 5 minutes ago and went to the gardening department.

The amount of exercise was not enough, and Osamu Dazai, who was out of breath, almost died of exhaustion on the road. In the end, he blocked people at the door of his class.

If I had known that Xueman would come here to find me in the end, I would not have run away and waited with peace of mind.

Osamu Dazai wiped a tear in his heart.

"Huh? I remember you didn't join the club?"

Xueman looked at Osamu Dazai who was sweating profusely, took out a tissue and handed it over, "Wipe off your sweat, and be careful not to catch a cold."

"you you……"

Osamu Dazai didn't slow down for a long time, he kept speaking intermittently, he simply closed his mouth, pulled Xueman into the classroom, locked the front and back doors, trapped the other party by his side.

"I'm exhausted."

Slumped on the chair, Osamu Dazai felt that he had run about a month's worth of running in one day, and he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes...but he couldn't sleep, and there were still things that he didn't explain clearly.

"Then take it easy and let's go home."

Xueman was not in a hurry, he pulled out the chair next to him and sat down, quietly waiting for Osamu Dazai's breathing to calm down.

He subconsciously looked out the window, and found that from Dazai Osamu's angle, he could just see the student union's office. The two buildings were not too far apart. With Xueman's eyesight, he could clearly see the accountant who stayed in the office. I am sorting out a lot of information.

"... Are you always waiting for me here?" Xueman asked.

"if not."

Osamu Dazai was pouring a water cup vigorously, curled his lips when he heard Xueman's words, "Then I should lie down?"

The corner of Xueman's mouth twitched lightly.

Well, Osamu Dazai's arrogance, he realized it again.

"By the way, the girl who confessed to me today, I rejected her."

Dazai Osamu felt a lot better after he had been stalking him for a long time, "Don't listen to those people's nonsense, I'm not interested in them, besides..."

Besides, I have a target!You won't just put a cuckold on someone, okay?

As a person with integrity and bottom line, it is completely impossible for Xueman's pink hair to turn green.

"Um……"

Xueman lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, after a long while he said, "If you fall in love with someone else, or something else..."

"What did you say."

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, and fixed his gaze on Xueman, "What do you mean by these words?"

Xueman's smile was as gentle as usual, "I'm just raising a possibility."

How long can the enthusiasm of young people's love last?Xueman sometimes thinks about such issues. He knows Dazai Osamu is a character who loves the new and dislikes the old, and only his enthusiasm for him lasts forever.

But no matter how long it takes, there will be an end.

So Xueman would think, if one day, Osamu Dazai no longer wants to stay by his side, what kind of picture it will be.

"Do you have someone else you like?"

Osamu Dazai approached Xueman like a cat aiming at its prey, waiting for the best time to pounce, "Let me guess who that person is."

He reported several names, all of which were of a closer relationship with Xueman, both male and female, not letting go of any possibility.

Xueman was a little surprised, there were some people who had nothing to do with Osamu Dazai.

"Don't look at me like that."

Dazai Osamu's tone was indifferent, "If you don't even know who the people around you are, how can you say you like you?"

Xueman: No, I think you have a big misunderstanding about the definition of "like"?

"It's just names, just ask anyone."

Dazai Osamu did not intend to reveal the questioning process, but used a slightly fierce tone to cover up his lack of confidence.

He clearly knows that his behavior has crossed the line, and there is no reason to find out the situation of everyone around the other party-but the reason is the reason, when he wants to do it, the reason is a paper tiger, and it can't stop Osamu Dazai .

"I didn't expect you, Dazai, to care so much about me."

Xueman flicked lightly, and changed Dazai Osamu's excessive behavior into a lighter way of saying, "Then next time, if there is a chance, everyone can go out for a meal together."

"They have always been curious about you, and urged me to ask you to go out several times, but I refused."

"Huh? Why?"

Osamu Dazai was curious.

"Because some of them have bad intentions for you."

Xueman squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "So many people are attracted by you, don't you have any self-awareness?"

Osamu Dazai just wanted to slap these words on Xueman's face back the same way.

"so……"

"so……"

After a period of silence, the two spoke at the same time. After a few seconds of small embarrassment passed, the vaguely thorny atmosphere between the two completely dissipated.

It's just a small misunderstanding, there is no need to go online.

Osamu Dazai tidied up his schoolbag indiscriminately, and took the initiative to take Xueman outside, "Hurry up and go home, didn't Auntie say that we are going to have a big dinner tonight?"

"If you don't tell me, I will forget."

Xueman followed the direction of Dazaiji's strength and walked out.

Maybe it was because he was still a little guilty, or maybe Xueman's jealous words made Osamu Dazai feel happy. Before he left the campus, he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, and he didn't let go of Xueman's hand, interlocking his fingers.

On the contrary, before leaving the teaching building, Xueman gave a "shh" to the corner.

His movements were too small, Osamu Dazai didn't notice at all, he was still using other topics, trying to completely cover up today's embarrassment.

After they left, the secretary of the student union with a red face came out from the corner.

"Then, those two people..."

What echoed in her mind were two hands tightly clasped.

In the second semester of the third year of high school, Xueman handed over the position of president to the next term.

For Osamu Dazai, this is great news. Finally, Xueman doesn't have to give half of the time after school to the student council, but all of it to him.

"If you