Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

Shuya and Dazai had a cold war, one-sided.The duration so far is one day.The specific performance is that he prepares three meals and cleans for the house as usual, but regards Dazai as a transparent person.In order to make him talk, Dazai has been performing in front of Qiuya with exaggerated acting skills since this morning, trying to make Qiuya react to him.

No, it's only been a day now, at least he won't start talking to Dazai until tomorrow.Even if he is now wearing the clothes Dazai prepared for him and covered with a newly bought quilt, he must insist on this.

Shuya, who put the udon noodles in her hand into the pot to cook, nodded, and made the decision on her own.

"Qiuya, I really don't want to eat udon at all. Is there nothing else to eat—" Sitting at the dining table, Dazai started a new acting project again. He pointed at the udon for lunch with disgust Udon noodles, facing Qiu also complained.

Udon noodles are just a meal for the sick, so eating udon is a natural thing to do when you are sick.

Qiu also complained in his heart, but he didn't tell Dazai.So from Dazai's point of view, even the expressionless Qiu ignored him, picked up the chopsticks and said to himself, "I'm sorry," then picked up the udon and started eating.

I don't know if it's because the war is over and the leader of their port mafia gave his subordinates a holiday.Counting today, Dazai has not gone to work for three days in a row. The first day was the "celebration party" he said, but when Shuya came home, he found that he was cutting his wrists. The next day, Shuya woke up with a fever Dazai went out shopping all day, and now it will be past noon on the third day, yet he has no intention of going out to work.

Now Qiu Ye's heart is like a domestic cat, because a domestic cat always expects to drive the owner out when the owner is always at home, in exchange for a period of time alone.Although Qiu also felt that such an idea was not good, after all, this apartment was originally owned by Dazai.And he didn't mention it to Dazai, asking him why he didn't go to work, because this would break his agreement with himself to 'not talk to Dazai for two days'.

After eating the noodles in front of him, Shuya stood up and took his own bowl, then looked at Dazai who was still complaining 'Aba Aba', and reached out to pick up the completely untouched udon noodles in front of him.

"No, don't, I'll eat." Dazai immediately snatched it back, picked up the chopsticks and began to gnaw on the noodles.

See, no matter how much you complain, you will still eat it in the end. Before he recovers from his cold, he must let Dazai eat his sick meal with him!

Although there was no expression on his face, Qiu Ye, who was secretly happy in his heart, hummed inwardly, turned around and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes with his own bowl.When he came out after washing the dishes, Dazai had already finished his share of noodles, went to the sofa in the living room and sat watching TV.Of course, the finished bowl was still on the dining table, and it was impossible for Dazai to wash the dishes, maybe even in this lifetime.

Qiu also washed the bowl resignedly, and then came to the front of the living room and sat on the single sofa.

"Akiya, if you ignore me again, I'll go to the bar tonight." Dazai switched the TV program to the horse racing channel, and looked sideways at Akiya.

"..." Qiu also stared at the TV as if fascinated by the horse racing program in front of him.In fact, he only likes to watch the news and weather forecast, because the news can let him know what is happening outside at home, and the scenery of each city on the weather forecast is very beautiful, he wants to go and see it if he has the opportunity.

"Okay then," seeing Shuya's reaction, Dazai sighed compromisingly, stood up and walked to the entrance to put on a windbreaker for himself, and whispered, "Ah, I'm so sorry, let's trouble that slug first , then go to Lupine."

Qiu, who was pretending to be watching TV, heard the door of the apartment close and looked over, waited carefully for a few seconds to make sure that the footsteps were far away, stood up immediately, pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.

He wanted to take the sheets and quilt covers he bought yesterday to wash secretly while Dazai was away, and then put them back in without his knowing. He remembered that Dazai bought them yesterday and started using them directly.

He had been waiting for Dazai to go out just because he wanted to do this. After all, if Shuya tidied him up when he was at home, it would not seem to reflect that Shuya himself was still angry.

When Shuya was wearing a yukata that was lighter than a kimono, it was already afternoon when he tidied up the apartment. Remembering that Dazai had gone to the bar, he decided to skip dinner again and just boil rice balls into porridge and eat them.

In fact, if it wasn't for Dazai, he probably didn't even have the intention to make udon as a meal for the sick, and just drank porridge for convenience until he recovered from a cold.So even if he was angry, Shuya was still thinking about Dazai.

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Dazai came back after ten o'clock in the evening. When he came back, Shuya was already wrapped in a quilt and lying on the sofa in order to recover early, but he didn't know if he fell asleep.

Although he said he had just returned from the bar, Dazai's footsteps were steady and he didn't look drunk at all, and he didn't approach the sofa to toss Shuya, and went into the bedroom after entering the apartment door and seeing Shuya lying down.

But not going to the sofa to toss Qiu up close doesn't mean that he doesn't toss. After about half an hour, Dazai started humming in his bedroom.

"..." Qiu Ye, who hadn't slept soundly before, opened her eyes, blinked them, and then closed them again, trying to fall asleep again under these disturbing noises.

However, these noises did not decrease. After another ten minutes or so, Dazai's voice increased, and even turned into a grunt of pain.

"..." Qiuya, who suspects that Dazai has started acting like a demon again, fully opened his eyes this time, and tightened his grip on the quilt. After taking a few deep breaths, he lifted the quilt, got off the sofa, and walked to the bedroom in an imposing manner. Pushed open the door.

"So did you try any suicide plan again?!" With the door being pushed open with a "嗙——", Qiu shouted impatiently at the people in the bedroom.

However, he immediately noticed something was wrong. Although the bedroom was dark, he could still vaguely see that the only person was lying on his bed, and did not do anything strange.When he carefully touched the wall next to the door, and turned on the light, he found that it was indeed as he saw in the dark, Dazai was lying on the bed, but he was groaning in pain.

"What's wrong?" After turning on the light, Qiu Ye found that the other party was really uncomfortable, walked to the bed, sat down and looked carefully, "Are you injured?"

"Probably not," said Dazai, who was lying on the bed sweating coldly, and answered after thinking for a while, "I went to trouble that slug colleague today, but he didn't hit me."

"Then did you get a cold and fever from me?" Qiu also thought of another possibility. He reached out and touched Dazai's forehead with the back of his hand. Although it was covered with sweat, it was cold. "But I don't have a fever either." Ah, do you have a sore throat?"

"No, but my hand hurts, Shuya," Dazai hummed softly, "Am I going to die, but it hurts so much, I don't want to die like this."

"Hand pain?" Shuya hastily brought Dazai's hand over, placed it on his knee and inspected it carefully. The fingers were slender and beautiful. Looking inside through the wide cuff of the pajamas, one could see that almost the entire arm was wrapped in bandages. , There is a part of the wrist that is tied more tightly, which is used to bandage the wound he cut his wrist the day before yesterday.

Qiu also left behind the bandages that needed to be wrapped up except for the wrist that was not completely healed, and took the rest apart for inspection.There is nothing else on it except the scars left by some wounds.

"Ah Qiuya, my leg hurts too, my bones hurt like hell, am I going to die soon..." Dazai groaned weakly again.

"Bone headache?!" This made Qiuya even more nervous. He put down Dazai's injured left hand, moved to the end of the bed, lifted the quilt, picked up his leg and continued to examine it.

He remembered a word he saw in Yingting old bookstore before - King's disease.Although that disease has a lofty name, it is not a friendly disease at all, it is gout.Because in ancient times only people with good conditions could eat meat and drink fine wine, so only rich people could have that kind of disease, so it is also called king's disease.

King's disease, if a person often drinks alcohol and eats seafood at the same time, it is easy to get it, and Dazai's favorite food is crab. He went to the bar again tonight, and Qiu couldn't help but have a bad feeling.

This kind of disease will not kill you, but you will suffer pain in the future, very painful.

"Did you eat anything tonight? Did you eat any seafood?" Qiuya asked nervously, gently pressing the aching leg that Dazai said with his hand.He only hoped that this was all his wrong reasoning, this person might just have a fall and didn't know it.

Dazai didn't respond, just continued to lie there humming, Shuya's pressure made him feel better, and made him feel that he could slowly fall asleep.

"Dazai!" Shu, who didn't get a reply, pushed the lying person.

"Didn't eat, didn't eat dinner—" Dazai, who was pushed to wake up, replied in a drawn-out voice, complaining, "Because Shuya didn't make me what I wanted to eat, I only drank wine tonight—"

"Are you a child?!" Qiu couldn't help complaining, the pressing movement of his hands continued, but he felt a little relieved.If this is the case, then the possibility of King's disease is less, maybe it's just a common calcium deficiency.

Speaking of which, if it was calcium deficiency, wouldn't this guy's reaction be a bit too big, did anyone have such severe pain...?

"Go to the nearby hospital for an examination tomorrow," Qiuya suggested, thinking that Dazai's reaction was really severe when he first entered the bedroom, "Although it feels like it might be calcium deficiency, I'm afraid it's King's disease."

"Will the king die of illness?" Dazai asked while propping up his upper body.

"No." Qiu Ye said expressionlessly, "It will only make you very painful for the rest of your life."

"Ah, no," Dazai collapsed back again, "although I'm happy that Qiuya finally took care of me, but if I'm going to be in pain for a lifetime and can't die, let's forget it."

"If the king is sick, I will only be more angry." Qiuya put down his left leg, which he had been pressing for a long time, and climbed up to the end of the bed to move to the other side. "Does the right leg and hand also hurt?"

"It hurts, my whole body hurts." As if guessing Qiuya's next move, Dazai passed his right hand to his knee when the other person moved over, "Are you going to rub it for me all the time tonight?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do? When I rubbed your neck two years ago, you started humming as soon as I walked away." Qiu Ye picked up his right hand and rubbed it, complaining, "At least I have to take care of you until you fall asleep." Come on, what if you start humming again and make me sleepless."

"Ah, is Qiuya really arrogant?"

"You are adding some strange settings to me again, and please go to bed quickly."

Still couldn't help talking to him before the end of the second day, looking at the person in front of him who had closed his eyes and started to sleep, Qiu also sighed.