Social animals don't deserve love

Resisting the hand that was eager to open the document, Osamu Dazai carefully put the laptop back to its original position.There were no traces of monitoring equipment hidden in the closet or the storage of painting consumables, and the electronic tools were safe from intrusion. He rummaged through the corners of the room and only found a few panicked spiders.

The young man lay back on the floor beside the low table, the thick quilt smelled of sunlight and citrus shampoo.

After lying down for 5 minutes, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, so I got up and secretly opened the closet and carefully took out the paper documents hidden in the depths.

He touched the slightly yellowed paper and showed a faint smile, his expression was more real than ever.

"Odasaku, I'm a little unhappy when you're like this, don't I deserve entrustment!"

Of course not, he knew very well that his old friend's entrustment to him was to "go to the side of the good people".

In the empty living room, no one could answer his low-pitched complaint. Osamu Dazai was wrapped in a quilt and leaned on the pillow carefully looking at each page.

Typos in the manuscript were carefully marked and corrected with pencils, including some of the author's own bad language habits - Oda Sakunosuke was born in Osaka, and he does not speak with an Osaka accent, but his writing is somewhat influenced by his native dialect.

When he saw it, he saw that the sun had risen three poles, until he heard the sound of the cat's claws scratching the door, and then he jumped up and restored everything to the original state.As soon as she was wrapped in a quilt and put into shape, the bedroom door opened, Yada Fubuki yawned and stretched while walking outside.

After catching up on sleep, the whole person is refreshed, and everything is perfect except that he doesn't know what to do.

"Aha……?"

The soft touch under my feet reminds me of what I encountered last night (early morning).Looking down, someone who is about to become a colleague is sleeping soundly with one arm under his head.

Messy black hair covered his face, the quilt was draped over his stomach indiscriminately, and the entire tatami mat seemed to have been violently crushed. It was really a terrible sleeping position.

After a moment of hesitation, I decided to take Socrates out for food.Turning on the stove will definitely wake up Osamu Dazai, for my own physical and mental health... there is no need for that.

I didn't keep the cat because I was afraid that the two of them would try to murder each other. Even if I knew that neither could succeed, I still worried about the "life" of other innocent viewers.For example, my floor, drinking glass, and computer.

Convenience stores are really necessary for the survival of a house!

When I came back with a rice ball in my mouth and a plastic bag, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a large questionable "children" sitting on the floor who seemed to be half awake.

"Ah... my head hurts...don't get drunk again..."

Everyone with a hangover utters this exclamation the next morning, and then the next, and so on, endlessly.

Dazai Osamu rubbed his temples with such force that he wanted to knock his head off, I went over and "snapped" a bottle of hangover medicine in front of him: "Are you awake?"

The seaweed head shook up and down obediently, stretched out one hand to touch the anti-alcoholic medicine, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it down: "It's too bad, it's too bad!"

Just when I thought he would apologize or thank you, this guy raised his head with a disheveled face: "I found that my clothes have been changed from the inside to the outside! Fuxue sauce, are you taking the opportunity to take responsibility for what you did to me?" responsible?"

I:"……"

Return all my previous worries!Soul light!

As a married and divorced woman, she is not so shy that she can't bear even a little bit of sex jokes.Of course, I immediately retaliated to let Osamu Dazai understand my discomfort with this topic: "What do you have to see? Is there a three-dimensional human bone structure or rope art? Why not go to an art museum to appreciate ancient Greek statues."

Well, the ancient Greeks believed that the human body was the most harmonious and beautiful thing, and their appreciation and expression of beauty was—fruit.Maybe there are more pieces of cloth around the waist of the female statue, as for the male, such as David... It is basically a one-to-one specification.

□□The kind.

"Obviously you washed and changed your clothes yourself, but I can recommend a hospital with excellent service to you because of my bad brain!"

I dialed out the consultation number of Yiqi Hospital, and there was a tendency to send him in right now.

Osamu Dazai obviously didn't expect to be hit with a critical blow in return immediately, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Miss Fuxue, I just want to see you blushing and flustered, didn't I want you to reply so many sentences, okay?

By the way, this complaint... is a bit powerful.

Sure enough, complaining is contagious!

It's all Ango's fault!

Send a photo to piss him off!

"Ah~ It was just a temporary amnesia just now, and now it's back to normal! I don't know what the bar owner gave me to drink yesterday. It actually has the effect of modifying memory and creating hallucinations... Could it be a secret weapon?"

He danced and sat at the low table, making gestures, and slapped the pillow and quilt that hadn't been put away yet.

I let Socrates free, stepped forward to pick up the pillow, and asked calmly: "Mr. Dazai, may I ask... how did you seamlessly connect and switch between deep and demented?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He didn't follow the routine!

Change the topic: "Well... can I have crabs today?"

Seeing that he was determined to pretend to be stupid to the end, I took a deep breath and spread my palms at him: "Can I have a salary card?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" The man yelled as he jumped up from the ground and ran out barefoot, and ran back 30 seconds later, holding a passbook above his head with both hands: "Here is the salary card! "

"It would be best to have Chuuxue sauce to help me take care of it! To be honest, I don't know why the balance of the salary card always appears in single digits. Hahahahahaha, it must be magic, it must be magic!"

He almost stuffed the passbook into my hand. I always felt that I had fallen into some terrible trap. I opened the paper passbook and looked down.

——Sure enough, it’s single digits, Dazai-san, as expected of you!

"Stay with me for a while, and besides..." I narrowed my eyes and my eyes gradually became sharper: "You don't have to pay credit every time you go out, and then endless loop... right?"

Is it necessary to use honorifics for this kind of person?is it necessary?

"Oh, little Fubuki, the vitality is already so strong! My eyes hurt! I want to close my eyes and sleep for a while!"

The seaweed head snatched the quilt and arched it in like an earthworm to cover itself tightly, only opened a small slit on one side to peep out: "I'm asleep, no one is here."

As soon as I stepped up, I trampled to death on that crack: "A sleeping person can't speak, and there is no sound in a room where no one is at home. I'm going to make a picture, and if there is any sound coming out... I will kill you at noon." Stewed."

Without waiting for him to cheer "Dreams come true", he added: "Stew half, keep half! Don't worry, I'm very good at bandaging wounds."

Anyway, I have been in the hospital for so long.

"Okay" in the quilt only uttered half a word, then held back, shook a few times sullenly, and became a ball and stopped moving.

The roots of the ears are finally clean.

The rest of the time was spent drawing drafts. Although I thought about whether I should delay the draft and urge Editor Kawase to give me a reply about the manuscript as soon as possible, after much deliberation, I finally chose to give up and finish the work honestly. It can make people take a high look and give me sympathy points.

So Ms. Cat Detective Yang's illustrations, whether Lihui or Lihui, basically represent my peak level.

At the same time, the lunch and dinner that Mr. Dazai envisioned were naturally dove off by me without even shaking my eyebrows. Since I was dove on, I always have to go dove on other people, so as to maintain my psychological balance.

Are rice balls bad?Crab rice balls!Come and join the big family of rice balls that love each other!

The drawing was completed before the evening of the last day of the holiday. After sending it successfully, I turned around in silence, picked up the pillow and beat up Osamu Dazai who came in and lay on the floor of my house whenever I got a chance in the middle of the day: "Do you want to pull Socrates' tail?" ? Use a pen dipped in paint to poke into my white? Draw bastards on my cardboard?"

I can bear glasses, but I can't bear Osamu Dazai anyway.This guy is so indebted, even the slightest hit makes people feel sorry for themselves.

Mr. Dazai was slapped out of the door by a pillow accompanied by flying goose feathers, and the broken pillow hit him together—no more!

"Chuixuejiang~It's so cold outside~" The black-haired young man hugged the pillow in his arms with his backhand, and knocked on the door of his new colleague with the other hand "Knock Knock Knock" fast and rhythmic.I poured myself a glass of water angrily, and let the people outside knock for 15 seconds... The door next door opened, and Mr. Kunikida appeared on time: "Dazai! Don't harass your colleagues!"

"Kunikida-kun~ Long time no see~" Dazai Osamu should like this honest and upright partner very much, the wave at the end is two more arcs than usual.It made Mr. Kunikida furious: "What are you talking about? It's been a long time. Isn't it you who missed work for two days in a row? First, you used the excuse of waiting for the client on the park bench to avoid work, and then you made yourself troubled by others to take care of you. Now it's even worse. Salivating in the lady's house! Shame!"

"Don't be so excited, too excited blood pressure may lead to hemorrhoids!" Apparently Osamu Dazai started talking nonsense again, unfortunately Mr. Kunikida actually believed him: "Really?"

"Yes, yes, there is a related report in the latest issue of "Natural Science". I saw it on the news website last night. Hurry up and write it down!"

As soon as he heard his gradually rising voice, it should be clear that this matter is probably unreliable, but Mr. Kunikida really opened the handbook and recorded it word by word: "Excessive emotion will increase blood pressure, which may lead to..."

"I lied to you." Someone held my door panel and smirked. I can almost draw the "prank trick" smile on his face at the moment.

"Damn it!" There was a sound of slamming outside the door, probably Mr. Kunikida was avenging the wasted paper in his handbook.

"Meow ~" During this period of time, Socrates, who was also growing rapidly in Dazai Osamu's battle of wits and courage, jumped off the top of the cabinet, and stood beside me in a long line.I quickly forgot all the movement outside the door, picked up the young master and patted his hair: "Are you hungry again?"

"Wow!"

Not hungry, I want you to play with me!

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

rogue threesome

Each has its own

Rogue

As expected of you

Mr. Dazai

In Yokohama, except for Ranpo, Ango, Akiko and Momiji, everyone is younger than Fubuki!The generation of the president and Mr. Mori does not count.Mr. Tuo's age is unknown and cannot be calculated.

Let's have an exciting and conditional addition~

Favorites over one hundred

Landmine counted to one hundred

The nutrient solution is full of a thousand

If any of the three conditions are met, a new chapter will be added.

I will learn to be smart now, and I will start counting after I get off the trap, ahahahahahahahaha!

There will never be a situation where the number of additions almost catches up with the text~

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