My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand and turned his wrist.He lowered his eyes and straightened the wrinkled bandage on his wrist without saying a word.Hoshide Kazuya looked at this, then at that, clenched his hands under the table, opened his mouth, and said, "That——"

"We're just having a normal relationship." Osamu Dazai interrupted him loudly.As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the man at the table, his iris-colored eyes were dark and dull.Hoshide Kazuya was taken aback for a moment, closed his mouth, and looked down.

The small piece of cake in front of him is black and white, with a layer of finely shattered light brown chocolate on the top, a small grape dotted on the flower-shaped base surrounded by cream, and the sweet scent floats upwards.Gojo Satoru did not speak, and Dazai Osamu did not speak again.Xingchuhe also stared at the grape, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was like an eye, staring at them silently.

"Sorry, my students forbid puppy love." Gojo Satoru bent his fingers and tapped on the table.Xingchuhe was also taken aback, looked up and saw his eyes unexpectedly.

"Uh..." He subconsciously made a sound, and didn't know what to say, blinked for a long time, and forced out, "You misunderstood, we are not in a relationship."

Gojo Satoru propped his hands on the table and pressed down on his body.

The air seemed to be a little stagnant, Xingchuhe also moved back and explained: "He is not the one I told you. That person... didn't come today."

The hands hidden under the table followed his movements backwards, and the backs of the hands brushed against the cold bottom of the table abruptly.He was startled, and suddenly thought of something, and asked Wujo Wu before he could speak: "Teacher, why are you here?"

Gojo Satoru was taken aback for a moment, and his original fierce aura was inexplicably relieved.

"Maybe it's stalking." Osamu Dazai interrupted suddenly, and said leisurely, "He should also be careful of his teacher."

He was playing with a small silver fork between his fingers, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hoshidekazu also glanced at him, and looked at Gojo Satoru again: "?"

"A person who speculates on others at will is not a friend worthy of deep friendship, Kazuya." Wujo Gou straightened up, he did not answer directly, but looked around, pulled a chair, sat up, tilted leg.

"Look," Dazai Osamu spread his hands, and said, "He wouldn't have dared to say it."

"It's inconvenient to talk about the matter between Kazuya and I in front of outsiders." Gojo Satoru stared at Osamu Dazai, picked up the coffee in front of him, and put it to his lips.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, as if he didn't care about his crossing the line.Even Gojo Satoru's move seems to have provided him with convenience.He leaned his elbows on the table, hooked Kazuya Chaoxing, and said, "Kazuya, let's continue with what we haven't finished just now."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and took a sip of his coffee.

After a moment, he raised his head expressionlessly.

"Did we do anything just now?" Hoshide Kazuya asked Dazai Osamu.

He fished over the sugar bowl at the other end of the table, opened the lid, and with a wave of his hand, poured it directly into the coffee that Gojo Satoru was holding.

The beige jumped out and landed a little on the man's tall nose bridge, and that dot stopped firmly near the tip of the nose, looking like a mole suddenly appeared.Xingde Kazuya smiled and asked him, "Is it suffering?"

"It's too much to be reconciled, I'm obviously helping you talk." Osamu Dazai lowered his hand and rested it on the table.He sighed and said, "But you're flirting with this man—"

"I don't think you're on my side." Hoshide Kazuya shrugged, retracted the hand pouring the sugar, and said, "You belong to Yokohama."

Osamu Dazai looked at him sharply, a flash of sharpness flashed across his eyes, as if a hint of hidden malice had escaped inadvertently.

Xingdehe also felt cold all over.His right hand trembled, and then he put down the sugar bowl as if nothing had happened, and pushed it in front of Osamu Dazai.The edge was fleeting, and Osamu Dazai raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear and he was a little puzzled.

"Also." Hoshide Kazuya also looked directly at him, took out a piece of sugar cube, stood up slightly, leaned his upper body forward, and approached Osamu Dazai across the table.

The right hand that was holding the sugar cube was passed forward until it stopped on the lips of the young man. He blinked and said, "This is called flirting."

"Indeed." There was a faint sound, and a hand from the left side came across and hooked the piece of sugar.Xingchuhe also paused and looked sideways.Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow at him, put the sugar cube in his mouth, and licked his fingertips.

He straightened up, looked at Hoshide Kazuya, and said in a cold voice, "So, is Kazuya planning to violate discipline in front of me?"

"I don't have it." Hoshide Kazuya immediately sat back, put his hands on the edge of the table, looking very well-behaved, "I'm just proving to him our pure teacher-student relationship."

Osamu Dazai: "Pfft."

Receiving the gazes from both sides, he covered his mouth and bent his eyes, "I'm sorry, you continue. I just had a good time watching it."

"So this...friend from Yokohama?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "You're luring, seducing minors—"

"No." Osamu Dazai immediately withdrew his smile and said solemnly, "I'm for Kazuya, how could I do such a thing."

He said, winking at Hoshide Kazuya, "I really like Kazuya."

Hoshide Kazuya...

Hoshide and Kazuya suddenly had a chill.

"I really like it?" Gojo Satoru repeated.

"Yes." Osamu Dazai leaned back, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, and pointed to the corner, "I'm not the same as him."

Xingchuhe also looked along.Zhong Yuan was also alone, sitting in that corner.

Gojo Satoru: "Oh?"

"Although we are all from Yokohama, Yokohama people are definitely not exactly the same." He withdrew his hand, shook the sugar bowl in front of him, and looked at Gojo Satoru, "Teacher, you have to believe my feelings for Kazuya .After all, we still have a long way to go.”

"But the person who will accompany him to the end may not be you." Gojo Satoru said.

Hoshide Kazuya: "???" He listened to the conversation between the two, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Osamu Dazai hooked his lips and said, "But now I'm here. Besides, everything will change, teacher."

"Indeed. 'Everything' will change." Gojo Satoru repeated his words.

He put down the coffee at this time, clasped his hands and placed them on his lap, "It's true that no one is exactly the same anywhere."

Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu looked at each other.Xingchuhe also looked at these two people, and suddenly noticed something strange.He frowned slightly, and curled up the fingers of his right hand, sticking them to the palm of his left hand.

Infusion of coolness.

He felt that these two people just now... seemed to have exchanged some information behind his back, information about him.

Hoshide Kazuya lowered his head, picked up a fork, and pretended to eat the cake.

——The information seems to be about "change" and "opposition".

What do they know?What are they planning?as well as……

"So teacher." He raised his head, interrupted their conversation, and asked abruptly, "Why are you here?"

"Well... Conan invited me." Gojo Satoru looked natural, "We are friends."

Star out and also pinched the fork.

Yes, he forgot about Gojo Satoru not mentioning it.Well, now the doubts have increased.

Point the fork straight down, into the cake.Xing Chuhe was also taken aback, and suddenly loosened his strength.

Something is wrong.

"Conan, that kid is very interesting."

"Yeah yeah."

……

Gojo Satoru and Osamu Dazai were still chatting, and Hoshide Kazu was also staring at the cake, silent for a moment, then suddenly flipped his wrist and lifted the whole cake away.

The complete and beautiful cake immediately cracked, and the two "having a good conversation" turned their heads to look at it at the same time.

"He doesn't like sweets either, so he won't—"

"Does He also feel that we are neglecting—"

The two spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.

Hoshide Kazuya dropped the fork with a blank expression, and pulled out a note from the cake.

He unfolded the note, and two lines of bright red characters were printed in the center.

— Do you like fireworks?

——Please come out and have a look.

There was a sudden sharp pain in both eyes.He dropped the paper, lowered his head, and covered his eyes.

"Kazuya?" Gojo Satoru immediately got up and went around him.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and picked up the note.

"I'm fine..." Hoshide Kazuya held Gojo Satoru's hand and said with difficulty.

After a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at the rare anxious man beside him.There was a sudden pain in the hands that were clasped together, and he blinked blankly, a little puzzled.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and relaxed his grip.The red eyes of the young man in front of him were so red that they were strangely red.

"Kazuya, do you want to go out and have a look?" Osamu Dazai walked around and flicked the note.

The stinging pain subsided, Hoshide Kazuya also nodded, and went outside with the two of them.

"boom!"

The moment he pushed open the door, there was a loud noise from the opposite house.The blazing flames enveloped the entire building in an instant, the yard was dyed red, and the heat wave rolled towards them.

Hoshide Kazuya also looked up.Huge fiery red fireworks bloomed in the blue sky, like a grinning clown, covering the entire sky and looking down on them.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and looked into the young man's red eyes.

Did the color of his eyes cast into the sky, or did the color of the fireworks fall into his eyes?