Dazai said he wanted to marry me after amnesia

Osamu Dazai was pushed down by Kotoko Iwanaga between the soft quilts.

Since he was sitting on the edge of the bed, even though his upper body was thrown down, his two long legs still stepped on the ground.

"Mr. Dazai—"

Iwanaga Kotoko rubbed happily, then straightened up.

Dazai raised an eyebrow.

"Ok?"

"Qinzi made a mistake again,?" the man said while thinking, "In this way, I will record the number of times Qinzi made a mistake, and I will punish each time I make a mistake in the future."

Although the punishment is very exciting,? But this is too cunning,? Mr. Dazai!

"It takes time to get used to changing your mouth."

She retorted angrily.

Dazai nodded.

"Then get used to it as soon as possible."

Although awkward, Kotoko Iwanaga tried to call out: "Dazai."

Osamu Dazai snorted softly, maybe it was because he was relaxing at night, his whole body exuded a leisurely and carefree atmosphere, his voice was low and magnetic.

Yan Yong Qin Zi sat on his waist, looking at him from top to bottom.

"You're so good,? I don't have any sense of accomplishment in a sneak attack."

Osamu Dazai's shirt and tie were slightly messy, and his black hair was scattered on the bed.

It was gentle and harmless, completely different from his usual appearance.

This look will only be limited to Iwanaga Kotoko.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but smile: Isn't it normal for you to sneak attack?

His eyes stayed on the two white legs exposed from the hem of Yan Yongqin's shirt for two seconds, and he moved away without a trace: "..."

"Then how do I react?"

He asked, "How does Qinzi want to play?"

Iwanaga Kotoko thought about it.

As indifferent and disdainful as before, I found out from the details that I was actually a little shy,? Want to welcome or refuse?

... Wow, I never thought I would have such a hidden evil factor.

Dazai suddenly spoke.

"I am always thinking--"

His voice was too calm.

Only those who have truly experienced great ups and downs, survived the extreme pain, matured, and continued to move forward, can speak in such a calm tone many years later.

"Would it be better if I said it when Qinzi asked me to express my state of mind?"

"Then Qinzi will hesitate for me when she decides to leave."

Just "hesitating".

Mr. Dazai is like this. He is gentle,?

Even if he is worth it.

He was too timid to expect her to stay for him.

Just hesitation is enough.

This is really...

The heart seemed to be pinched lightly, Yan Yongqinzi suddenly lost his voice, and his chest was sore and swollen.

"……Fool."

"Ah."

"You're so arrogant, you know that."

"Ah."

Seeing that she was a little sad, Osamu Dazai nonchalantly avoided the subject and gestured to the wall next to him.

"See that smudge?"

Yan Yong Kotoko raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

Black blot in the shape of a splatter.

"Assassination?"

Considering this place, "Is it the blood of any leader or assassin?"

Mr. Dazai would not mention it for no reason, most of it was someone she knew.

According to the information obtained, Mori Ogai came to power and ended the bloody storm created by the former leader.

"I see, Mr. Sen did it."

"As expected of Qinzi."

Osamu Dazai indicated the position of the window again.

"I was standing there—"

"Mr. Sen killed the ancestors in front of me and asked me to be a witness."

Yan Yongqinzi had the final say.

"Dazai was only 14 at that time, right?"

Thinking of Mr. Dazai's premature exposure to the darkness and the dim eyes, she felt a little distressed.

She got down on the knees to stick to him, muttering, "Mr. Sen is such an asshole."

Osamu Dazai caressed the hair on the back of her head soothingly, smoothing it all the way to the end.

"Qinzi was only 11 years old when her eyes and legs were taken away."

"That's different."

Yanyong Qinzi said: "On the wall, find someone to dispose of it tomorrow, it looks uncomfortable."

"Listen to you."

Through the shirt, Iwanaga Kotoko was pressed against Dazai Osamu's chest, listening to the steady heartbeat below.

Feeling casually on the other side, there are no big pectoral muscles, and only the hard texture of the ribs can be felt through the thin skin.

Indeed, with Mr. Dazai's figure, he doesn't care about his body. It's fine if he doesn't fall down. Don't think about Mr. Fukuro's big chest muscles.

I'm going to take him to the hospital tomorrow for a checkup.

By the way, isn't Mr. Dazai able to control the heartbeat?

Yan Yong Qinzi suddenly became playful.

She kept her posture and said, "I like Dazai."

"?"

The man seemed a little confused, but responded patiently.

"I love it."

"..."

"The number one favorite in the world."

"..."

moment.

Yan Yong Qinzi said displeased: "Dazai, do you not like me?"

"?"

Osamu Dazai was even more confused: "I didn't—"

"But you haven't even changed your heartbeat. Do you still have to control your heartbeat at this time?!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Yan Yongqinzi leaned back.

"Again."

"This time it's Dazai."

Probably seeing that she was about to lose her temper, Osamu Dazai sighed.

"I……"

Iwanaga Kotoko was delighted to hear the quickened heartbeat below.

Expectation!

Osamu Dazai paused, as if he was doing mental construction, and then spoke again.

"I……"

He still didn't go on.

Even the air has become a little subtle.

Yan Yong Qinzi:? ?

Say I like you and still burn your mouth.

"I love you."

Yan Yong Qinzi: "?!"

The heartbeat below is too loud, she can't hear it clearly, but the pronunciation doesn't sound like liking, it seems to be...

She straightened up immediately, put her hands on Dazai Osamu's chest, and stared at him with piercing eyes.

"Say it again, Dazai."

"..."

Osamu Dazai turned his head to one side, avoiding her gaze, with an indistinct blush on his face.

"...don't talk about it."

It seemed that it was exactly what she had heard.

After all, Mr. Dazai is quite difficult to be shy now.

Thinking back on that sentence, Iyanaga Kotoko's face also burned up belatedly, and her heart beat like a drum.

It's a pity that I didn't hear clearly, but I seem to be a little lucky that I didn't hear clearly, otherwise I would definitely not be able to bear it at this time.

She buried herself in Dazai Osamu's chest to cover her face, and muttered.

"Damn it, don't be so arrogant, a mere mafia/hand/party leader actually said such outrageous words, really..."

Too much cheating.

Osamu Dazai was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Before, I was able to cool down my body by controlling my heartbeat and barely calm down, but now I can't.

He could also feel Qinzi's heartbeat, as well as the heat of the girl's cheeks, transmitted through a thin layer of clothes.

.

Qinzi also thinks highly of his endurance, right?

"Qinzi."

After a while, Osamu Dazai spoke with difficulty: "Can you get up for a while?"

Huh, why?

"No need," Yan Yong Qinzi not only couldn't get up, but rubbed harder, "I still want to post."

"..."

Dazai took a deep breath.

"Good...be obedient."

His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, it was too hoarse, as if he was trying to endure something.

Only then did Yan Yong Qinzi realize that something was wrong.

Why is Dazai-san clenching his fists so tightly, and frowning...

Damn, did she put too much pressure on him? !

Taking advantage of her distraction, Osamu Dazai got up at once, picked her up and put her aside, sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her, and kept his legs together without letting him see.

Yan Yong Qinzi:? ? ?

What happened suddenly?

"Did I crush you?"

"……No."

After a while, Osamu Dazai let out a long breath and stood up.

"I'm going to process the files."

Without waiting for Kotoko Iwanaga to answer, he walked quickly to the hanger, put on the suit and black windbreaker one by one, and put on the red scarf.

Well-packed and well-dressed.

Seen from the back, there is a little hint of running away.

Yan Yong Qinzi: "?" You are so dedicated.

"Can I go take a look?"

She asked.

She is quite curious about the work of the black/hand/party leader.

"Don't you rest?"

Osamu Dazai buttoned his cuff buttons and asked.

"It's still early," Iwanaga Kotoko tilted her head, "Don't Dazai also rest?"

...he just works like this.

If she told Qinzi like this, she would definitely teach him a lesson.

Osamu Dazai has a feeling that his cat doesn't rest at night and wants to stay up with you to work.

"Come if you want."

He added: "But don't make trouble."

"I won't."

At night, it's port black/hand/party time.

Ordinary citizens are asleep, and the time for the black/hand/party has just begun.

The man who is the leader sits behind a desk and concentrates on processing documents.

A light maroon head was beside him, getting closer, closer... until the last half of the head blocked his view, and the long hair swept across the page.

"..."

Osamu Dazai was a little helpless, and tapped the pen cap on the table, "I can't see you like this."

It's okay not to make trouble.

Yan Yong Qinzi really didn't mean to disturb him this time.She pointed to a certain column on the document and said seriously.

"Is there no reservation clause in this agreement?"

"There is also this contract. Here, it would be better to add an additional clause, specific to a certain day."

Osamu Dazai discovered the New World and handed her a copy from another stack of documents.

"Look at this again?"

It is a document of a political nature aimed at controlling the Yokohama offshore waters.This control has been firmly held by Hong Kong/Black since four years ago.

The scope of Hong Kong/Black is nothing more than legal, commercial, and military fields.

In addition, there are reports on combat results, confrontation or cooperation with other supernatural organizations.

Nurtured by her family from a young age, and her profession and work also involve these fields, what Mr. Dazai can understand, of course Kotoko Iwanaga can also understand, and she can speak clearly and logically.

"How about it, am I amazing!"

She puffed up her chest, slapped her hands on her small breasts, and said triumphantly, "Now I am the perfect leader's wife!"

Dazai Osamu clapped his hands in agreement.

"Ma'am is wonderful."

"However, what are you doing with the supernatural beings in North America?" Kotoko Iwanaga recalled a certain document he saw just now. "Many clauses in the agreement are very vague."

"This is a secret."

"Cut~"

After watching for a while, Yan Yong Qinzi lost interest and wandered around the chief's room.

There are not only many valuable antique ornaments on the shelves, but also limited edition books.

She took out a book from it, sat on the single chair and read it, her thin white legs dangling, swaying, swaying.

Kotoko Iwanaga, who was reading carefully, didn't notice that someone seemed to be concentrating, but cast a veiled gaze from time to time.

After a while.

"Qinzi, can you go back and rest first?"

Osamu Dazai coaxed softly, "I'll be there in a while."

Yan Yong Qinzi:?

What's the matter with Mr. Dazai, something has been wrong since just now, and you always want to keep yourself away from him?

Doesn't she want to spend more time with him?After being separated for so many years, it is understandable to want to stick together as much as possible.

Mr. Dazai must have felt the same way, so why did he drive her away.

"Can't I stay here?" she asked, "I didn't bother you."

"You're bothering me."

"?"

Yan Yongqinzi trembled: "I didn't!"

She was reading a book next to her, and she didn't speak, even the movement of turning pages was kept to a minimum, and Mr. Dazai actually said that she was disturbing him.

How innocent!

And Mr. Dazai is still holding his forehead, looking like he is having a hard time with her?

Yan Yong Qinzi put the book away and walked towards the desk.At this time, the calling bell on the desk rang.

"Boss, this is Don. The guerrillas have come to return."

Osamu Dazai didn't get connected for the time being, and was about to signal Iwanaga Kotoko to go back to the lounge, but saw this person slipping from his feet to under the table.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Don't think I don't know what you want to do.