[Wen Ye] A painful ability

Several days have passed since the leader's meaningful exhortation.

On the first night, I fell asleep full of curiosity about the fragmented memory of last night.

The next night, we played the game as if nothing had happened, and then fell asleep without any ambiguity.

On the third night, they began to dawdle in a strange pattern of staying still. Out of a taboo about not being tall, they just touched each other (crossed out).

After a few more days, the situation became out of control and ready to move.

On the surface, you want to refuse but welcome (?), but in secret, you almost say that you are coming soon, come and be happy... (fog).

Are you kidding, how can you miss the days when you only had vegetarian dishes after eating meat?Instead, he became more and more greedy for meat.

But this is not the reason why Dazai you force / force me to swallow them.

Listen, Dazai still has the face to ask me, "Why did Shirase eat Chuya's willingly?" As he spoke, Dazai held my chin even harder, forcing/forced me to have his belongings Swallow them all.

It's really fishy, ​​the indescribable taste almost surpasses the smell of fish.

It wasn't until I finished eating that Dazai slowly let go of the hand holding my chin, and then looked like he wanted me to give a reasonable explanation.

I was about to say something when a sudden hiccup cut me off.Uh, even the smell of hiccups is full of Dazai's breath. I want to brush my teeth, but I can't bear it.

As if this inexplicable hiccup of mine aroused Dazai's interest, he stroked my fur with a look of joy on my face, "Shirase, I've fed you enough."

I was silent for a few seconds, until I confirmed that there would be no more hiccups, "Are you kidding, eat your full, you are so empty, I'm afraid you will also be paralyzed after I eat."

It was obvious that my truth made Dazai restrain his smile, and turned into a smiley face.He held my head and tried to bury me... I struggled to put my head on Zhongye's lap.

Dazai, who was unhappy, kept staring at me, and asked me why I just ate it and didn't eat it clean.

I gave the answer without thinking, "It's (dislike) yours is too fishy."

"Wouldn't it be fishy then?!" Dazai stared at me in disbelief, with such a double-standard expression on his face.

I replied without hesitation, "No." I paused for a while, thinking about what words to describe the taste of Zhongye. "Chuya's is a bit sweet." The reason why I didn't resist the first try was because Chuya's taste was sweet, and I felt that I accepted it well.

On the contrary Dazai's really, I can't stand it.So every time I avoid the last step.

"..." Dazai choked speechlessly, "Shirase, is there something wrong with your sense of taste? How could Chuya's be sweet?"

I couldn't help asking Dazai, "You haven't tasted it, how do you know it's not sweet?"

Dazai thought for a while, "Then I'll try it next time. If it's not sweet, Shirase will eat all of mine in the future."

"No." I refused without the slightest hesitation, "Even if you confirm that it is sweet, I will not finish yours." Speaking of which, I have also tasted my own (no special hobbies or curiosity ), but Goubi Dazai forced me to try it, and he also said that he should know his own taste.Oh, why don't you taste your own fishy smell yourself.It's like Shirose wanted to kill the series after hearing it.

Zhong Ye, who was listening at the side, blushed, "You...don't discuss my...smell in front of me..."

I was surprised, "Not in front of you, did you say it secretly?" I thought for a while, "Besides, the taste of Chuya is indeed sweet, I like it." I blinked my eyes and looked at me sincerely Zhongye above.

Zhongye's face turned even redder, like a crimson sunset glow, with its own beauty.I couldn't help standing up and sitting on Nakaya's lap, and Nakaya unconsciously leaned back on the sofa.

"Huh?" Zhong also made a soft voice, his eyes full of anticipation for my next move.

I wanted to say something to cheer me up (strike out) and I smelled it, "No, I'm going to brush my teeth first."

Chuya showed a helpless expression, "Shirase, you will really spoil the atmosphere." Then Chuya pushed me back/on the sofa. "I don't mind." Nakaya said close to my ear.

But, I don't mind.I still swallowed the sentence.

After all, Dazai's complexion doesn't look good at all, ah, suddenly I'm a little worried that tonight's me will be broken.

In the morning, wake up refreshed.

Hey, why am I so radiant today?It really puzzles me.

Today's Dazai is still as pale as ever, green (this description seems weird, who cares.)

Today's Chuya is still as sweet as his taste.

Unexpectedly, after that crazy night, I didn't even get enough sleep.

Doubled the workload, damn it.

I didn't expect to start with the death of a supernatural person.

There are already so many dead bodies, and the bloody smell is all over the street.

I couldn't help but took the time to cover my mouth and yawned.Really sleepy.On the road, I met a lonely Dazai. He sat next to a pile of corpses and didn't know what he was thinking.

Forget it, Chuya, Dazai and I haven't seen each other for a long time, we obviously live together, and we always stagger the time.What's more, thanks to the current war, I have already regarded the Hong Kong and Black Office as my home.

Terrible.

I really miss the old days of paddling.

"Shirose." Dazai withdrew his eyes from staring at the corpse, and looked at me, maybe it was an illusion, I always felt that he seemed a lot excited the moment he looked at me.

"Why are you running around alone? How dare you scare away with such a brittle skin? Sure enough, this is the nature of crabs who love freedom?" As I spoke, I reasoned out an answer by myself, so it was.

So last time Dazai quibbled that he obviously tied up the crabs but didn’t know why they ran all over the room one by one. It’s true, because it loves freedom too much. (cross out)

Dazai came over and hugged me forcibly. He hugged me like a giraffe (I always feel that there is something wrong with the metaphor), "Don't Shirase miss me? You will kill me as soon as you open your mouth."

"Am I fierce?" I inevitably hesitated.Is my tone really fierce?

"Super fierce." Dazai affirmed without hesitation.

"So...you have to make it up to me..." Dazai approached slowly, and just when our eyelashes were about to meet, I shot.

"Look what I've found?" The sound of gunshots drowned out my drowsiness.

I raised the corners of my mouth, "It's a lonely and cute psychic power user."

Dazai took my hand instead, and said with emotion, "Shirase's spear skills have improved dramatically."

I slapped Dazai's hand away, "Didn't I just hit him there for that one mistake?"

Really dragging Dazai's blessing, everyone thinks my spear skills are rubbish.

But after I got online with the old father of the netizen, he taught online. I am no longer the old me. Am I proud?

"How did you find out?" Dazai approached my ear with interest, and said slowly.

"How did you find out?" I pushed Dazai's furry head and brain away, and the hair tied around my neck, which was very itchy. "He appeared in my mind so abruptly, such a big red dot, how could I not notice it."

To put it simply, my brain is like a map in a game. The red dots represent monsters. The bigger the red dots, the stronger the monsters, but it's only for people with spiritual abilities.

The more I think about it, the more I love it.Love each day a little more.

A gift from the gods, this gift is wonderful.

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Sage time has passed, hehehe.

About the third perspective of fragments (excerpt):

"Shirase?" Dazai called out softly, staring at Shirase who was dazed in front of him.

What I got was Shirase's blank stare.

"It's really surprisingly cute." Dazai touched Shirase who was kneeling in front of him, "Only in this state, Shirase's mouth will be obedient and not annoying."

The young man in front of him looked up at Dazai quietly and obediently with his moist green eyes, obviously Shirase's every move made Dazai happy.

"Then, let's play a game." Dazai tempted Shirase to nod in agreement.

"Every time Shirase is happy... there will be marks on your back." Dazai thought for a moment, "Then write [Osamu Dazai's dog], how about it?"

"Let me guess, will Shirase's back be filled with writing?"

Valentine's Day

The following is a third-person perspective.

"Mr. Dazai..." The soft voice of the lady in front of him managed to regain Dazai's sight.

"Although I have been with Mr. Dazai for a while, I always feel that Mr. Dazai, who is gentle, is extremely out of tune with the world."

"It's like, it's our date. Mr. Dazai will always come to this table, looking at the sea view in the distance."

"When you were looking at me, who were you looking at through my eyes?"

The lady narrated her thoughts, and there were many complicated emotions hidden in her dazzling green eyes.

"In the beginning, I really felt extremely lucky to associate with Mr. Dazai." The lady paused for a moment, and her tone gradually became lower, "Although I know that Mr. Dazai is here for my appearance, I can't help but feel happy and feel that I have a chance. Live in Mr. Dazai's heart."

"Is it because I look a lot like your girl?"

Dazai, who had been listening silently, retorted, "No, you have nothing alike except for the color of your hair and eyes."

Shirase...his Shirase.

The lady smiled wryly, "Sure enough, I chose to express my thoughts on Valentine's Day. It was a big mistake." The lady took a deep breath to calm down, "Then, let's break up, Mr. Dazai."

"Also, as an ex-girlfriend's advice, if you really like the other person, tell her boldly. After all, how long can a person be young?"

The lady got up and left without looking back.

Dazai was left alone at the table again.

The boss who didn't know why came to serve the food, and started chatting familiarly, "Mr. Dazai, don't you want to catch up? Girls always want to coax."

"...There is no need..."

The boss changed the subject thoughtfully, "Why didn't I see you and the other two beautiful boys?"

"I remember that the white-haired boy liked to eat the desserts I made."

"Ah, speaking of it, the three of you seldom gather here for dinner. Back then, you were really shining. It dragged down your appearance, and my store's business has improved a lot."

Dazai quietly waited for the boss to finish his memory.

"Sorry, I seem to have said too much." The boss's face couldn't help but flush due to embarrassment.

"Not much to say. I haven't heard the story of the three of us from others for a long time." Dazai's last words were so soft that only he could hear them.

Seeing this, the boss kindly mentioned, "If you still come together, I'll give you a discount."

To the boss's surprise, the man in front of him unexpectedly refused, "No. Just pay the bill."

The boss watched Dazai leave and said to himself, "Ah. I always feel that Mr. Dazai just now seemed so sad that he was about to cry, like a child who forcibly held back without finding an adult."

There is a fireworks display on Valentine's Day.

Dazai chooses to hide under the blanket.He could no longer look directly at the scorching sparks, even if they were just insignificant fireworks compared to the raging fire.

The sound of the huge fireworks going off outside the window, and the movement of the crowd, all exploded in Dazai's mind.

Closing eyes is another scene of raging fire.In his memory, he walked around the crowd without interest, even in the light, he still didn't want to save people, what a joke, the fire is so big, even if the fire truck comes for a while, it can't be put out.

stop.

don't go.

Stop and go in.

……

Dazai had a great time going out to fish and paddle, until the credit card was deactivated without warning.

Dazai, holding the credit card, lowered his eyes, Shirase finally made up his mind to stay away from him.fair enough.

Odasaku's call broke all the peace.He asked, do you want to rush back, Dazai, Shirase's funeral.

Dazai remembered a conversation they had when they were 15.16 or [-] years old, about life and death.Shirase said very Buddhaly, "If you come out to play around, you are expected to die." Shirase paused for a moment, and said witty words for no reason, "Maybe it will be swallowed by fire. But then you may not be able to eat barbecue in the future."

The white crow, who has always predicted death, also sued himself in an absurd way.

Oda Sakunosuke on the other end of the phone quietly listened to his friend's panting getting louder, Dazai finally said after struggling for a long time, "I passed him."

"It's me, it's me who watched him disappear."

"Ah." Oda Sakunosuke made a dry sound, he couldn't think of what words to comfort his poor friend.

"Sorry, Dazai."

At the funeral, Naka also kept Dazai.He handed the latter a bank card, "He is dead, no one will take care of the card for you, and the property belongs to the owner."

"And don't look for me. Since you choose to return to the light, keep going and don't look back."

Dazai held the bank card and said nothing, this time he chose to accept the card that belonged to him.

From the period of defection and whitewashing, Shirase has been trying hard to return the bank card to Dazai, but Dazai nimbly hides every time.

This time, there is really no reason not to accept it.

After Xu Shishen lost his only beloved messenger, he also left, dedicated himself to the world without hesitation, and returned to Gao Tianyuan.

A year later, Dazai attended Chuya's funeral.

This time he received inheritance from Shirase and Chuya.

Dazai gradually became numb, death is so cruel.

The Mori leader who raised him met Dazai when he was seriously ill, "Come back? You will be the next leader."

Dazai stared at the emaciated and aged person in front of him, he inexplicably remembered the night when he murdered his ancestors.The same is true for the previous generations. Sure enough, people are getting old, and they all start to like memories.

Dazai said softly, "I can't. There is nothing worthy of my nostalgia in Hong Kong and Heiju." The conversation with Shirase a few nights before the defection naturally appeared in his mind.

"No matter which path you choose, just go on firmly and don't look back."

Zhong also said at the funeral.

... vividly.

Chief Mori let go of Dazai's hand and sighed, but didn't say anything else.

Heartbroken...

Year after year, inadvertently, even Oda Sakunosuke also left.It is ironic to say that in order to protect such a heartless and homeless person like him, Oda Sakunosuke paid the price of his life.

Obviously letting him die is the best solution.

Why……

Let him live well.

unacceptable.

It's so ridiculous that people who ask for death are alive and kicking without disease or disaster.

Speaking of which, it looked like the lifespans of the three of them were added to him.

What is this, a life-for-life black magic?

Dazai lay quietly in the water.

In a daze, he saw Shirase Kazuya walking towards him.

Shirase complained all over his face, "Obviously he has the longest legs, why is he walking the slowest, bastard Dazai."

Zhong also replied mockingly, "Maybe it's because he is a mackerel. After all, how fast fish can go."

He couldn't help showing a smile, and gradually lost consciousness.

……

The most gentle moon in the water.

Huh, besides the moon, there seems to be a swollen corpse in the water.

The second week is starting.

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The replacement was successful. Please pick up the original Red Wine Theater in the comments. If it is swallowed, please call me.

A plain Valentine's Day extravaganza.

The [No Survival] ending has been reached so far.

Dazai did not have enough favorability with Shirase, which led to the collapse of the branch line.

As for the second week, it may be slightly different from what you think, but it’s okay, and it won’t affect reading.

Big Theater [Brothers of Little Theater]

I was home alone on rare occasions.

But it doesn't matter, it's not like children have to go with them when they go to the bathroom.I opened the game and ranked with Sick Beauty.Speaking of which, Sick Beauty's teammates are all talents, and their words are very interesting.

At the end of the round, I saw Chuya, whose face was flushed, push the door open, and he came towards me with a slightly drunken aura.

"Let's have a drink, Shirase." Nakaya shook the red wine in his hand, obviously smiling, and I felt an uncomfortable sense of danger inexplicably.

I frowned, and refused without hesitation, after all, I still don't have much interest in wine.I returned to the posture of bowing my head and playing with my mobile phone. Out of the corner of my eye, Zhong, who was silent after being rejected by me, walked in front of me at some point.

The moment I looked up, I was pushed against the back of the sofa, and the phone was easily snatched away by gravity.I looked at Chuya's approaching in surprise, and then pushed his body. "I don't have any ideas tonight." To be precise, I haven't had any ideas for several days in a row. Maybe I played too much before and am now in the sage.

Chuya stood motionless in front of me.

I deftly found an angle to escape, and took my beloved game console back to the room to lie down and play.

During the restarted round, I vaguely heard that Zhong was also on the phone, and it sounded like he was asking for leave.

Wait, give me?

I froze, until they yelled frantically and asked me if I was disconnected, and then I continued to call absent-mindedly.

A bad thought came to my mind, but I had nowhere to put it, so I could only feel anxious.

Until the moment Chuya came in, I felt the subtlety of the atmosphere.To be honest, it was the first time that I felt that getting along with Chuya was elusive and a little strange.If only Dazai was here, I could relieve the unspeakable atmosphere by beating him up.

In view of everything weird, I chose to turn my back and continue playing the game.

Chuya's breath was approaching me, I ignored it until he reached out and hugged me from the back, and whispered in my ear, "Since the upper mouth doesn't drink, there must be someone else to taste the most."? ? !

Before I could get out of the strange sense of disobedience, I was already in a prone position, my limbs lost gravity, my whole body was light, and my body was out of control, as if the ownership of my body no longer belonged to me. "What are you doing?" I blurted out, and then asked in doubt, "Chuya, are you drunk?"

Now I can't even struggle. At this moment, I am like a dying salted fish, quietly waiting for the trial of death.

Since my back was facing Chuya, I even lost control of turning my head.

"Yeah. I'm drunk." Chuya answered me calmly, and then quickly pulled me clean, who was powerless to resist, and even used gravity to make my posture like that...

Is there a special session on the correct usage of unlocking gravity tonight?fall. !

What sticks in, with a cold temperature...

In a trance, I understood that the mouth of the wine bottle was moving slowly...

"Shirase, you have to taste the wine, at least I think it's pretty good." After speaking, he slowly raised the wine bottle, and the red wine gradually flowed as the angle rose.

"No, take it out." I felt the traces of wine sliding in my body, and my whole body began to tremble unconsciously, "Hurry up and take it out, Chuya."

While Nakaya ignored it, he pushed the bottle closer in an instant.

"No, take it away quickly." The foreign body sensation and coldness made me extremely uncomfortable.

As the red wine flowed bit by bit, I could clearly feel the swelling/swelling of my stomach.

"No. Chuya, don't do that."

Although I prayed many times, Nakaya still let the red wine flow.I bit my lip, unwilling to make a sound.

"Shirase..."

Can't hear you, dog man.

"I've always wanted to know what kind of roles Dazai and I are in Shirase's heart..." Chuya's voice was extremely soft, and even I felt that the small voice I was holding back was louder than his.

"I've been reminded of things from the sheep period recently."

"From my very first arrival."

"Teach me how to read by hand."

"Eating and living together..."

"Even Youxing's face couldn't hide her jealousy well during that time."

"She is blaming me for taking away her exclusive favor."

"We have experienced fights and companionship time and time again, but you chose to leave lightly and abandon me without any regrets. It is because I have lost value."

"It's because I'm afraid that I will entangle you, so the successor is me..."

"Because there is no value, even the chance encounters on the road are ignored."

"Because I have value, so..."

Zhong didn't say any more, he chose to replace the wine bottle with himself, and as the red wine poured in, I couldn't help but make a broken sound.

Panting, I endured the pain of being poured over with red wine by a long stick, "If Chuuya feels pain, let's terminate the relationship."

"What you said is true."

I paused, "It's true to be good to you, and it's true to use you."

"So, stop this messy relationship."

As soon as my words fell, Zhong Ye rushed up even more fiercely, "Take it easy, my stomach will burst." My unstoppable pain and pleasure co-existed, and I gradually got lost.

"Aren't you even willing to cover up?" Chuya became more and more fierce, and I could even feel the... on my belly.

I was silent.

"What do you want me to say." I closed my eyes tiredly, "The sheep can't even trap me, how can they trap you."

Forget it, there is nothing to say.

"That's it. I'm drawing Dazai's sleeping effect, and your divine power that can bring many surprises."

"So I acquiesced to the three of us."

"That's who I am. Don't you know best?"

I said blankly.There is no excuse.I am such an extreme person who puts interests first and cannot give love.

"Since you are in such pain, let's end it." You are in such pain, so don't insist on it. I still can't bear to make you suffer, just like I was reluctant to use my ability on you from the beginning to the end.

Losing Chuya and Dazai would not be so bad, the worst would be death.I have bounced back and forth many times between life and death, and death is because I have become numb.

To live is to climb up well and live well.

After death, it will be over. From then on, I will sleep peacefully and never hear from him again.

Both options are acceptable.

Nakaya gently licked my unconscious tears.

"Shirose..." His voice was full of inexplicable nostalgia, and what didn't match the gentle tone was his increasingly surging behavior like hitting a car.

"Admit it."

"You gradually depend on us."

"It doesn't matter if you don't love."

"I do not know either."

"After all none of us were taught to love."

The tone became more and more gentle, but the other end became more and more...

I was in a daze, thinking that the red wine could be discharged along with Zhongye's departure, but gravity stopped it.

Gradually, he lost consciousness.