Dr. Jishihurensen

Mori Ogai put down the phone in his hand and turned his head.

Because of the teacher's request, he and Fukuzawa Yukichi are already preparing for the wedding.

Although Fukuzawa Yukichi prefers kimonos, considering Shiro Mugou's metaphor, the two chose to wear Western-style wedding dresses.

Now, the two are in the bridal shop.

The faint warm fragrance makes people relax subconsciously, but perhaps because of the special location, there are almost no men here, most of them are brides and their female friends, talking in low voices about their longing for happiness, their evaluation of their figure and clothes .

The light, white and soft atmosphere makes people relax here subconsciously, can't help but enjoy the leisure, and look forward to the good times in the future.

Unfortunately, Fukuzawa Yukichi is not among those who relax.

He seemed to be somewhat embarrassed because he had never been to such a place before. He put his hands on the shelf and looked down at Mori Ogai on the phone, not daring to shift his gaze a little bit.

Mori Ogai looked up and saw that his face was expressionless, but his face was slightly red, and he was pinching a hanger in his hand uncomfortably, and couldn't help chuckling.

This look is too cute.

He put away the phone, put his hand on Fukuzawa Yukichi's shoulder, brushed his fingers over his earlobe, and forced the other person to look at him, "It's Zhijun calling, he seems to have found something, and he's a little excited."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, his jaw clenched slightly, "Then let's finish the selection and leave."

As he spoke, he casually put it on a dress that looked like it had a lot of fabric.

Mori Ogai knew his embarrassment, so he didn't try to be funny at this time. It's fun to be at home, but it's not good if you go too far outside, "Then let's do this."

The clerk had been waiting for a long time, and hurried forward, "Sir, have you taken a fancy to this wedding dress? You have a good eye. This material is a high-quality fabric specially selected by our designer. The craftsmanship... can perfectly cover up the wedding dress." It can perfectly highlight your girlfriend's slender waist while taking your girlfriend's shortcomings... Would you like to try it?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded and hesitated, "Should I wait outside the store?"

Mori Ogai was really amused by this reaction again. He cleared his throat, rolled up the wedding dress that Fukuzawa Yukichi had picked up casually, and turned his head to look at Fukuzawa Yukichi, "If you don't, you'll be with me go in together?"

The clerk had a somewhat apologetic smile on his face. "Ma'am, the dressing room can be used at any time, but the wedding dress must be careful not to get dirty."

Mori Ogai smiled and nodded at her, and turned his gaze to Fukuzawa Yukichi, Fukuzawa Yukichi obviously didn't hear the implication, and subconsciously looked at Mori Ogai, "Is it because you can't zip up? Then I'll be with you. "

Mori Ogai frowned slightly.

Even if he sat in the office for so long, it didn't mean that his limbs were really stiff.

But at this time, there is no need to refute Fukuzawa Yukichi.

He nodded to the clerk beside him, "That's troublesome."

After speaking, pull people in together.

Wedding dresses are different from other clothes. For the sake of looking good, it is natural to sacrifice some comfort or the convenience of putting on and taking off.

Although Fukuzawa Yukichi has never seen other people wear it, he still thinks this amazingly long zipper is a bit scary, and it is not something that one person can wear.

He watched Mori Ogai take off his shirt swiftly, and put the wedding dress on his body. After a while, he adjusted the prosthetic breasts for Mori Ogai, with some hesitation in his voice.

"If you feel uncomfortable, let me talk to the teacher for you."

Mori Ogai turned his head and smiled at him, "What are you thinking? I can't wait for it. Why do you think I added so many display screens on the outside of the Mafia Building in the port?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi was at a loss for a moment.

To be honest, if it wasn’t for the funeral that Sasaki Nobuko arranged for Mori Ogai before, he really didn’t know that the walls of the Mafia Building at the port, apart from being bulletproof glass a few centimeters thick, would have such an effect .

"So?" He looked blankly at Mori Ogai in front of him, took Mori Ogai's zipper in his hand, and pulled it up for him.

Mori Ogai put his hand on his chin, pulled the man's head over, leaned closer to him, and touched his lips with his head.

"Of course, I wish I could announce to everyone on that big screen that Mr. Silver Wolf, who even did the task alone, has become my thing."

Mori Ogai looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi who was staring wide-eyed in front of him, blew on him, watched him subconsciously close his eyes, reached out and rubbed his eyelashes, feeling a slightly itchy touch.

"I, I wish the whole world would know that you are mine. Although the teacher said it was punishment, for me, it was just what I wanted."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and touched Fukuzawa Yukichi's lips again.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was pushed back a bit, hit the partition behind him and made a thud.

He quickly stopped Mori Ogai's movements.

"It's time to go, we, Osamu Dazai are still waiting for you."

When the two came out of the fitting room, Mori Ogai smiled slightly, while touching up his makeup with lipstick, and holding the wedding dress with one hand, "That's all."

Fukuzawa Yukichi followed behind, with a reddish complexion, resting the back of his hand on the lower half of his face, lowering his head, walked out of the store quickly, and said in a low voice, "I'll wait for you outside."

Mori Ogai motioned for the clerk to wrap up his clothes, and glanced at Fukuzawa Yukichi outside the door out of the corner of his eyes. His faint satisfaction made the clerk in front of him blush subconsciously.

Fukuzawa Yukichi lingered on the sidewalk for a while before Mori Ogai came out with his clothes.

He turned his head and looked at Mori Ogai, "How about it? Let's go back."

He didn't say a word about what happened in the locker room before, and his posture was calm as if nothing happened between the two of them.

If only there was no lipstick on his lips.

Mori Ogai is inexplicably cute.

However, he can't be kept shy forever, otherwise he should be vigilant next time he wants to do this.

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Dazai, as a shadow who has not escaped from the phone for the time being, has no choice but to follow Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku to a strange place.

It seemed that because he thought he was very interesting, Osamu Dazai kept poking on him with great interest. After realizing that he was too lazy to talk to him, he simply turned on the phone and searched for the reason why this interface appeared on the phone.

"Let me see~where are you hiding~"

While walking in a barbaric tone, he rummaged through the file information on the phone.

Oda Sakunosuke in front glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

"Hold the pot well, if the curry gets outside, it will be difficult to clean up."

"I know, I know, Oda Mama, hurry up and get it, the teacher probably hasn't eaten lunch, ah, I have to steam some rice again when I get here, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be enough."

"Got it, I brought rice and a rice cooker."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't look back.

The Dazai on the phone was almost overwhelmed by the tone of Oda Sakunosuke's casual order from Dazai Osamu.

Odasaku treats you so well, yet you treat him with such a flirtatious tone!

If it wasn't for not knowing why he was here and why he couldn't get out, Dazai felt that he would definitely act aggressively against the self outside.

The wind chime at the door seemed to be touched by someone, and it made a tinkling sound. Osamu Dazai seemed to run with his mobile phone in his hand. The small black space was shaking, almost making him unable to stand still.

Dazai Osamu's voice came from outside.Dazai, who was tired of giving way to the phone, suddenly began to wonder about a question.

Is his nauseated feeling because of Dazai Osamu's tone, or because of the person he called?

Osamu Dazai ran towards the entrance, and reached out to hug Mori Ogai's arm.

"Teacher, I have received your gift!"

Mori Ogai paused, "What gift?"

Osamu Dazai deftly ignored Fukuzawa Yukichi on the side, blinked, "Of course, the teacher made it for me~"

Mori Ogai frowned, and was not in a hurry to change clothes, and reached out to take Dazai Osamu's cell phone.

In his mobile phone, there is a Q version of Dazai in the uniform of the leader, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him outside.

A moment later, the Q version of Dazai had a bubble box with "sigh" written on his head, and turned around, facing him with his small back.

A mess of lines popped out of his head representing complicated moods.

Mori Ogai looked at the scene and laughed, and after a while, his expression suddenly became stiff.

"Then, Zhijun, tell me, this suddenly appeared on your phone?"

Osamu Dazai's smile gradually faded.

Even if he doesn't know anything else, seeing Mori Ogai's expression, he knows that this matter has nothing to do with him.

Then this matter can be big or small.

Osamu Dazai frowned slightly, trying to take the phone from Mori Ogai's hand.

"Yes, teacher, what's wrong?"

Mori Ogai clenched the phone subconsciously, "Give this to me first, and I'll give it to you after I study it clearly."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, "Is there something you can't tell me? Teacher."

Mori Ogai hesitated, and after a moment, put his hand on his head.

"No, I'll tell you later."

Osamu Dazai looked at the expression of Mori Ogai in front of him, and realized that there might be some other story in it that he didn't know.

However, since the teacher doesn't want to say...

He raised his head and rubbed Mori Ogai's palm with his hair, "Then leave it to the teacher first, but the teacher has to buy me a new one as compensation~"

Mori Ogai pressed his hair hard, "Got it."

on the phone.

Dazai was quite frightened by that charming woman's face.

If you heard me right, this is the Mori Ogai of this world? ? ?

Why women's clothing!

Oh, by the way, I have seen such a Mori Ogai in different worlds in the book, who changed his behavior for an unknown reason...

Why didn't he know that Mori Ogai was actually a womanizer!

No, he is now in Mori Ogai's hands?What about Odasaku!

Dazai turned his head abruptly, and what he saw was Mori Ogai still with makeup on, facing him, with a slightly sad look on his face.

All of his potential suddenly exploded, he used his own bandage to pull off a small square, pulled it apart forcefully, and scratched a few large characters on it.

'I want Odasaku! ! ! ! '

Mori Ogai looked at the strange display board on the screen, and saw the leader Dazai jumping up and down trying to let him see the board, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

The regret and guilt that had been hanging over my heart suddenly disappeared.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had changed into a home kimono, came up from the basement, saw Mori Ogai sitting at the entrance, looking at his mobile phone, and walked slowly.

"what happened?"

Mori Ogai raised the phone in his hand excitedly, "Look, isn't it cute?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at the huge sign above, searched for a moment in silence, and turned his gaze away.

"Ah, Odasaku is already cooking."

Mori Ogai waved his hand, "I'll give it to Oda when I play for a while."

After finishing speaking, listening to Fukuzawa Yukichir walking away, Mori Ogai looked at the person on the phone and began to study a problem.

Since it's a game... can I change clothes?What about food?sleeping?What about excretion?Will you get sick, what medicine do you take for sickness, is there a favorability bar?

Two days later.

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at Mori Ogai, who was about to hold a wedding and was still playing with his mobile phone, and pressed his forehead with a headache.

"time to go."

"Immediately. Immediately."

Mori Ogai looked so excited that he didn't even realize that he had licked off a little lipstick.

He changed Dazai into a bridesmaid's attire, and looked at the angry man with his hips on his hips, holding a huge sign.

'After this time, at least half a month can't ask me to come over from Odasaku, see! ! ! ! '

Mori Ogai poked the silk flower on Dazai's head, "Okay, anyway, after a while, I'm going to go on a honeymoon trip with Fukuzawa, and he will take care of you next."

Hearing Mori Ogai's words, Dazai jumped off the ground, the block that Mori Ogai had deliberately installed for him to rest his feet, lifted his big skirt aggressively, and disappeared behind the screen.

Hey, that's great.

Although I don't know who arranged it.

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