Perfect Lover Interpretation Plan

"Five... Enlightenment?"

Squeezing out these few syllables vaguely from the throat, Ruo Ye Nana tilted her head, and Gojo Satoru's expression of pursing lips and chuckling was reflected in the hazy vision.

"Qiqi." Holding her waist with one hand gave her the strength to support her body, Gojo Satoru raised his other hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "Didn't you agree to call me by my name? Nana-chan must have forgotten it."

The originally dizzy vision became dizzy again, Ruo Ye Nana subconsciously closed her eyes, followed his request and nodded lightly: "... Enlightenment."

As a result, the voice on the side of the ear became more pleasant.

"good."

Before Ruoye Nana tried to open her eyelids, in the next second, there was a slightly cool touch on her forehead.

"Well……"

Gojo Satoru put his palm on her forehead and felt it carefully for a while.

Then he sighed obviously, "Sure enough, it's very hot. You have a fever, Nana-chan. You can't lie still in a sick state, but it will make my heart hurt."

The slightly icy temperature relieved the pain on Ruo Ye Nana's face, and her expression gradually calmed down.

Gojo Satoru's voice clearly lingered in her ears, but to her it was very ethereal, like a dream.

So, she could only whimper instinctively, and nodded slightly, as a response to Gojo Satoru's words.

Seeing that she was delirious and not in a good condition, Gojo Satoru looked at her carefully for a while, then skillfully wrapped her up and hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and explained, "Don't move around, I'll take you to the doctor right now. "

The girl was held in her arms obediently, neither struggling nor resisting. Compared with the previous two hugs by the princess, she was so cute that she looked like a different person.

The blush on her cheeks became more and more obvious, she closed her eyes tightly, and gasped for breath.

Gojo Satoru brushed the hair on her forehead for her, and she even dazedly rubbed Gojo's palm, like a gentle and obedient cat.

When the palms left, the girl's eye corners were tinged with coquettish red, her rosy lips were slightly parted, and the half-closed eyes also showed crystal clear water.

At this time, she was simply full of a different kind of temptation, which was different from the normal state.

Looking at it, Gojo Satoru's expression unconsciously condensed, and even lowered his head halfway, and gradually moved closer to her face.

But at this moment, the girl seemed to have noticed something, and opened her eyes suddenly, abruptly stopping Gojo Satoru's movements in place.

But Gojo Satoru observed carefully, the girl's eyes were still out of focus, but her golden pupils shrank, as if she had sensed something terrifying.

That faintly trembling finger subconsciously grabbed the fabric on Gojo Satoru's shoulder, and silently shook his head.

Gojo Satoru:?

He turned his ear and listened intently, only to see the girl opened her lips, her voice was dry and hoarse, and she murmured aggrievedly: "...I'm fine, I won't go to the hospital."

After only uttering a few words, she was unable to speak anymore, and could only stare at Gojo Satoru with moist eyes, hoping to convey her expectations.

The girl's cheeks are as gorgeous as the sunset, and her beautiful eyes are like a pool of autumn water at this moment. When she looks at you, your heart seems to be melted.

And for a self-reliant woman like Wakaba Nana, she might only show such a soft expression when she is sick.

So, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt his heart being stabbed suddenly, and it was so soft that it was unbelievably soft for a moment, his mind was full of my god, how cute I am, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it...then silently swiped the screen.

After the crashed brain finally revived, he said sweetly without thinking: "Looking at me like this is so cute that it's a foul, Nana-chan, my heart is about to break."

"Since it's Nana-chan's request, of course I won't refuse." With a gentle arc on the corner of his lips, Gojo Satoru coaxed softly, "Don't worry, go to sleep, leave everything to me, I won't take anything with you." You went to the hospital."

When he whispered in his ear with such a low and warm voice, it was like the soft music played by the piano, hypnotizing Wakaba Nana's ear.

Staring at the vision of the young man becoming more and more blurred, as if she had found a warm haven, she rested her head on Gojo Satoru's chest and slowly closed her eyes.

This is her extremely rare trust and dependence. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Gojo Satoru smiled, and let out an inaudible sigh from his throat.

After the game, he hurried to Yokohama, where he finally found the girl he was worried about.

It's just that the girl's condition is definitely not good, her forehead is hot, but her body is cold and shrunk into a ball. This kind of scene made Gojo Satoru couldn't help but think of the girl's fragile appearance lying on the hospital bed, and suddenly her brows frowned slightly, exuding a trace of anger. chill.

So... why did Nana-chan become like this?

Most likely it was a high fever caused by a cold, but summer is the season that is the least likely to catch a cold, unless... she was forced to fall into the water, or something else caught cold.

And who is the culprit involved?

Unable to get information from Wakaba Nana, the figure of the black-haired young man in the sand-colored trench coat uncontrollably appeared in Gojo Satoru's mind.

With his keen observation ability of six eyes, he fully captured the young man's shaking appearance at that moment after seeing Ruo Ye Nana's photo.

It's not inexplicable to say that he knows him, but he says he doesn't know him. It's not inexplicable to say that he is wary of him... But Gojo Satoru always feels a little strange.

He hugged Ruo Ye Nanai while meditating, and walked forward easily, but after walking out for a long time, he saw the figure that appeared in his mind again.

Meeting his gaze, the black-haired young man who was hurrying forward was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes moved down to the girl in his arms, and his eyes froze suddenly.

That expression seemed to be puzzled and anxious, because the other party was very good at controlling emotions, so it disappeared before Gojo Satoru could interpret it.

"It's you, we meet again."

After a little thought in his heart, Gojo Satoru took the initiative to say hello: "What's the matter?"

Hearing his voice, Osamu Dazai raised his head, stared at him suspiciously for a while, then curled his lips calmly, showing a smirk: "Is the person you are looking for in your arms?"

"As you can see." Gojo Wujo gestured generously, and wanted to go around him, but as soon as he took a step, he realized that the young man in front of him suddenly moved to the right, blocking his way .

... This is a bit interesting.

As the ceiling of the strongest combat power, Gojo Satoru did not hesitate at all, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stood there watching Dazai Osamu, waiting for the other party's explanation.

"Sorry, I still think you're suspicious." Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, smiling like a narrow-eyed fox, those sharp eyes stared at Gojo Satoru, and the end of his eyes leaked out, " Do you really know the girl in your arms?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head: "What do you mean?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "That is to say, even if you have her photo, you may be her enemy, or you may be trying to catch her for other purposes... It's not necessarily a friend she knows, is it?"

"Because of her condition..." At this point, his eyes fell on Ruo Yenanai's flushed cheeks, and his eyes darkened, "It's obviously not well, could it be your doing it?"

Facing his sharp tone, Gojo Satoru just nodded in a sudden realization, without taking it to heart at all: "I see...I see, that's a very reasonable explanation."

"But now that Nana-chan has fallen asleep, there is no way to prove my relationship with her..."

"So?" He stared at Dazai Osamu jokingly, and asked intentionally, "Then what should I do?"

This seemed to be a temptation, and at the same time, he could feel the scrutinizing gaze from the blindfolded man.

Osamu Dazai's smile remained unchanged, and he was just about to propose a solution that would be beneficial to him, when he saw the man on the opposite side suddenly groan, and said with great interest, "I have figured out a solution."

"Just use actions to prove my relationship with Nana-chan!" He said happily, and smiled brightly at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai vaguely sensed a bad premonition, and sure enough, the next second, Gojo Satoru uttered bold words: "As long as I kiss her here, it will be fine."

Osamu Dazai's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Where is it better to kiss..." Gojo Satoru had no self-knowledge, and even turned his eyes around Ruo Ye Nana's face, thinking seriously, "A kiss on the face seems a bit too perfunctory, and a kiss on the forehead can't prove it, what should I do? ..."

He spoke slowly, and every time he uttered a sentence, Dazai Osamu's eyes would sink a bit, but Dazai Osamu stood there quietly as if masochistic, and even asked the sentence that he didn't want to hear the answer at all.

"What is your relationship with her?"

"Huh? Are you referring to me and Nana-chan?" Gojo Gojo leaned his cheeks close to Nana Wakaba's forehead, and stuck out his tongue to show off his cuteness. "Of course it's a couple relationship. Don't we match?"

"..."

As soon as these words were uttered, Osamu Dazai's heart beat heavily, and he almost felt a sense of irritability of suffocation.

Although the expression on his face did not change at all, the hands in his pockets were clenched tightly, tightly, tightly, and the pain piercing into the flesh did not let him let go.

"What do you think?" He smirked, "Even if a suspicious person wearing a blindfold says so, it's not convincing."

Gojo Gojo tilted his head, looking super innocent: "Can't you prove it by kissing?"

Osamu Dazai suppressed his anger and smiled: "I can't."

Gojo Satoru could only sigh, "Well, that's really difficult."

Seeing him pretending to be crazy and drawing circles, Osamu Dazai felt a little irritated again, but he looked at Wakaba Nana's face that seemed familiar, and he was still able to maintain a calm state, and continued to deal with Gojo Satoru.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and continued according to his thoughts just now: "Since this lady is very uncomfortable, and you have no way to prove your relationship, I happen to know a doctor, how about asking her to see this lady first?" ?”

It seemed to be a very reasonable solution, but when Osamu Dazai gradually walked over and wanted to approach Wakaba Nana, Gojo Satoru suddenly took a step back.

"No need, Nana-chan doesn't like doctors. I also know a friend who can treat her, so I don't need help from strangers."

Speaking of which, he glanced at Osamu Dazai who seemed to want to touch Ruo Ye Nana, and slightly hooked his lips: "I remember you said you didn't know Nana-chan just now, why do you suddenly care about her so much now, could it be... "

He paused strangely, and lowered his voice for an instant: "Are you lying just now?"

"I'm just a good person who sees injustice." Dazai Osamu explained generously, "Anyone who sees such a helpless girl lying in the arms of a suspicious person will feel very strange."

"Good man." Gojo Satoru murmured the word, and suddenly sneered slightly.

Saying this sentence with that kind of terrifying eyes is not convincing at all, okay?

Just like Osamu Dazai saw through at a glance that there was no such intimate relationship between him and Nana Wakaba, he could also see at a glance that there was definitely some relationship between Nana Wakaba and Osamu Dazai, and the relationship was not small.

He couldn't help but cast a helpless glance at the sleeping girl below. How attractive is Nana-chan? After only a few days in Yokohama, he provoked such a troublesome guy.

But it doesn't matter, no matter how many peach blossoms he provokes, he can be sure that he will definitely be the one standing beside Nana in the end.

"Thank you for your concern, but Nana-chan is better left to my friend."

Gojo Satoru tried to go out to the right, but Osamu Dazai blocked his way one step earlier.

"Our doctor is very professional, and she is nearby. Her condition is very serious, so don't waste time."

"If you don't stop me, I can go back to my friend for treatment soon, can you get out of the way?"

The two young men stood in place, neither of them willing to step back, so the conversation between the two quickly turned into a monotonous push and pull:

Osamu Dazai: "Go to my place."

Gojo Satoru: "No."

Gojo Satoru: "Get out of the way."

Osamu Dazai: "No!"

……

Squinting their eyes and staring at each other unkindly, this long tug-of-war was finally because Nana Wakaba, who was asleep, dreamed of thousands of flies flying by her ears, frowned impatiently and whimpered softly. It came to an abrupt end.

Before Osamu Dazai went up to check the situation, Gojo Satoru immediately lowered his head, looked at Nana Wakaba's face, and gently brought his lips to her ear and whispered:

"I'm sorry Nana-chan, did I wake you up?"

"Hmm." Ruo Ye Nanai barely opened her eyes a slit, and what caught her eyes was the familiar black eye patch. For a moment, she felt a sense of security, "Enlightenment..."

She vaguely called Gojo Satoru's name, her cheeks habitually rubbed against the man's chest, and she frowned uncomfortably.

"I'm here."

So Gojo Satoru responded softly with a voice that was almost sweet to the touch: "Don't worry, go on to sleep, I will protect you."

After the words fell, the girl actually closed her eyes with peace of mind, and her chest rose and fell rhythmically.

She didn't pay attention to Osamu Dazai who was opposite him the whole time, so she didn't notice that the dark eyes of Osamu Dazai were brewing in them.

The relationship between the girl and the blindfolded youth was not like that of boyfriend and girlfriend, but they were closer than ordinary friends.

We got used to each other, and even fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

irritable.

The sour feeling of jealousy rushed straight to Dazai Osamu's chest, making his iris-colored eyes darker, and his expression gradually turned cold.

He looked at Ruo Ye Nana.

This girl who had only met once, gave her a different feeling.

Similar demeanor, same symptoms.

maybe...maybe...

She was more familiar and intimate than he had imagined.

If she was his own, Osamu Dazai would never watch her slip away from his hands.

"Can we get out of the way now?" At this moment, Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at him and asked indifferently.

Compared with the ease just now, he seems to be a little more impatient and a little bit colder. Maybe now is the real appearance of a young man. Only when the girl in his arms is a little bit dissatisfied will he truly reveal his own. tusks.

Osamu Dazai made a calculation. The other party felt very dangerous to him, no less than that little man in Nakahara Nakaya. Even if he sealed the ability, he couldn't win alone. Let Wujo Satoru pass by.

He followed closely behind, looking at Ruo Ye Nana's situation from time to time.

After walking out of the alley, he noticed that the teammates of the Armed Detective Agency all around him, especially Kunikida Doppo, who was closest to him, cast their gazes in this direction. Osamu Dazai immediately signaled him and pointed to Gojo Satoru in front of him. .

Seeing this, Kunikida Doppo's eyes showed deep doubts.

But the man wearing the blindfold is too suspicious, and holding a weak and sleepy girl in his arms is even more wrong. Therefore, although it has nothing to do with cats, Kunikida Doppo still intends to trust Dazai Osamu's judgment.

He immediately turned the lone bard into a pistol, deliberately chose an angle that would not hurt the hostages, and positioned the muzzle towards the lower back.

"Don't move, cop."

To further intimidate the perpetrator, he borrows the name of the police.

The man holding the girl didn't move, but he turned his face and looked at him leisurely, as if he wasn't afraid of his current situation at all.

Kunikida Doppo was keenly aware of the strangeness, but Dazai Osamu who was behind had already taken a step forward and put his palm on the man's shoulder.

"Can you obey my request now?"

He raised the corners of his lips indifferently, and gradually closed his palms: "Give her to me."