Yamato Nadeko

It was night time.

Dazai's fever went down, and Haru Nekoyashiki started to have a fever.

My mind was dizzy and my heart was throbbing with pain, and I felt uncomfortable everywhere.Thinking that all this is all thanks to Gobijin, the weeds in Haru Nekoyashiki's heart began to grow wildly, and the knife in his hand couldn't help but strain.

"hiss--"

In a trance, it was not Goubi Jinzhu's neck that was wiped, but his own finger was cut.The wound area was large, and blood gushed out, staining the vegetables on the cutting board red in two or three seconds.

Injured a blood vessel.

The bleeding couldn't be stopped and had to be bandaged.

Dazai, who was nestling on the bed and playing games waiting for supper, smelled the smell of blood, and when he turned his head, he saw a dazzling bright red.Suddenly, the image of her lying in a pool of blood flashed through her mind again.

Heart palpitations flashed past.

The boss who was almost knocked down didn't care, and threw away the game console in his hand without hesitation.Dazai stood up and went to get the medicine box, half of the handkerchief used to temporarily press the wound had penetrated.Quickly and gently disinfect the wound with povidone iodine and wrap it in a bandage.

"You idiot, cut it off."

What the old lady wants to cut is your neck.

Nekoya Shiki Haru rolled his eyes.The frizz doesn't fit Yamato Nadeko's personality, and he explained, "My head is a little dizzy, and I accidentally cut it when I shook it."

After bandaging.

Seeing her getting up and going to the kitchen to continue making supper, Dazai held her by the wrist and said, "I suddenly want to eat canned crab meat, so I won't eat."

This hidden and thoughtful words made Haru Nekoyashiki's irritable mood a little better, "Then I'll clean it up, the cutting board can't be used after the blood seeps through it."

Dazai reached out and touched her forehead.

Sure enough, I had a fever.

He didn't listen to her, and directly hugged her and walked to the bedroom.After stuffing the person into the bed, he said, "I'll clean it up, you rest first."

It's too uncomfortable.

Nekoya Shikiharu didn't bother to pretend to be Yamato Nadeko at this time, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep after a few breaths.A moment later, the eyebrows were raised together, and a trace of discomfort was evident on his face.

Only after falling asleep will a little real emotion be revealed.

Dazai's eyes darkened a little.

He smoothed her brows with his fingertips before getting up and going to the kitchen.

On the chopping board was a piece of white jade tofu, stained with blossoming blood.When dumping it into the trash can, Dazai stretched out his hand and pressed it suddenly. The tofu was very soft and tender, and it shattered with just a light press.

He simulated it again with the knife.

People who cook for a long time will form muscle memory in their hands, and they will instinctively follow the previous rhythm when chopping vegetables.The two pieces of tofu that have been cut are facing straight, but the wound on the hand is inclined.It takes a lot of force to create that scar, which is not the force used to cut tofu.

What was she thinking?

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Haru Nekoyashiki reluctantly wakes up due to bladder explosion.The night light in the room was on, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the gold master sitting next to him, moved a small table, and was flying his fingers on the notebook.

The header in black and bold can be seen as a business plan.

In addition to its secret business, Port Mafia is also a tax-paying firm on the surface.It is the cadres of mafia and the top management of the enterprise.In addition to the darkness of the world in the operation and research, he is also making decisions in the serious business on the bright side.To give a striking example, half of Port Mafia's revenue comes from Dazai.

It is equivalent to one person working two jobs, which is still very hard.

And this hard work is sometimes passed on to her.How many sleepless nights, the dog slept more comfortably than the gold master, while she stayed up late with dark circles to make plans.

There are too many criminal records, and there are countless cases.

Between pretending to sleep and avoiding work, she chooses bedwetting.When I was getting ready, I belatedly realized that there was a needle inserted into the back of my hand, and there was still a medicine bag hanging on the infusion stand beside me.

Is this why she didn't sleep because of her care?

My heart can't help but feel warm.

After all, the love that has been sleeping under the same quilt for three years is sometimes still personal.

Her movement caught Dazai's attention.

"woke up?"

Naturally, he first reached out and touched her forehead, then looked up at the eye drops bag, and Xiao Ban, and then asked, "Do you want to drink water?"

He mentioned water.

Nekoya Shikiharu was very thirsty but shook his head, his bladder exploded almost uncontrollably, there is nothing to be ashamed of after living together for three years, "I want to go to the toilet."

Dazai said "Oh", and helped her up while half-kneeling, then stood up and walked to the other side to pick up the infusion stand.Stretch out one arm to hang in the void, so that she can support it.

to the bathroom.

Suddenly, the actor stepped on the upper body, stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and asked in a very deacon style, "Madam's hand is injured, do I need to wait for you to take off your pants?"

Nekoya Shikiharu widened his eyes.

Shamefully said: "The concubine can solve it by herself."

It's just a cut and it's not broken.

Dazai also doesn't have a perverted hobby of watching people go to the bathroom... bathing is another story.No more teasing, "Okay, call me." Before leaving, he thoughtfully helped her tear off the paper.

Nekoya Shikiharu covered his face.

Gou Bijin wanted to kill him when he acted, and his considerate gestures can make people very excited.

Can make people love and hate, that is Osamu Dazai.

When he was called in again, Dazai noticed that her expression had returned to the reserved Yamato Nadeko.It seems that the cute and confused when he woke up just now, and the coquettishness when he was ashamed were all his illusions.

Is it sick and slack?

A dangerous thought flashed in my heart, and I glanced at the medicine bag, should I let her continue to be sick?

Go back to the bedroom.

Moya Shikiharu also felt that his throat and mouth were dry and uncomfortable, and taking advantage of the fact that the patron was in a good mood and could control him, he instructed, "I want to drink water."

Dazai obediently went to pour water.

I took a sip, it was warm.

Probably due to illness, a little bit of thoughtfulness makes her more vulnerable.The person in front of him was barely a boyfriend, and under the influence of his boyfriend power overflowing all over his body, Haru Nekoyashiki couldn't hold back his willfulness after thinking through it, and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry."

Is this being coquettish?

Rare.

Probably because of the age difference of three years, and the identity of the benefactor, she unconsciously placed herself on the side of the caregiver.Maybe the impression still stays when I first met him as a minor, subconsciously not treating him as a man.Thinking about it carefully, this is the first time that such a small woman treats him like a man.

interesting.

Because Dazai found it fresh and interesting, he really agreed, "Wait for me."

After a meeting.

Dazai walked in with food.

Nekoya Shikiharu took a look.A cup of lean meat custard, a bowl of tofu soup, small steamed buns, pickled vegetables... He threw away the laptop, and the short table was full.

It looks great.

It seems that this kind of experience of taking care of others is fresh, Dazai took the initiative, "Your hand is not convenient, I will feed you."

I tasted it.

It tastes just like hers.

It should be that she inadvertently memorized the ingredients and steps when cooking on weekdays.Dazai's intelligence is reflected in all aspects, and he is also quite talented in cooking.The super firm tofu that was researched by the spoof is really perfect with soy sauce, and the stewed chicken that can make people remember for three days is also very delicious.

One feeds, one eats.

For a while, the atmosphere was very ordinary and warm.

After eating a meal that I don't know whether it is supper or breakfast, the duration of Dazai's boyfriend's power buff has not disappeared.She couldn't touch the water with her hands for a while, so she went to wash the dishes quite consciously.

After such a toss, the potion was finished.

Mori was a doctor before he became the leader of mafia. As a teacher, he also taught Dazai some simple and basic medical knowledge by the way.

No need to call a doctor afterwards.

He can handle a relatively uncomplicated disease like a cold by himself.I measured my body temperature and listened to my lung sounds. "The temperature has dropped. Tomorrow... if you still feel uncomfortable at dawn, hang on for another day."

be honest.

The earnest expression of the gold master with a stethoscope is so alluring, Haru Nekoyashiki was dazzled by the beauty for a while.Think of that deep kiss at noon.

The ghost accidentally reached out and touched his lips.

Very suggestive.

Dazai's eyes were dark, his voice was dull and depressing, and his eyes became hot, "Exercise and sweat, and the disease will recover faster."

It's time for her to realize that she is a man.