Dazai said he wanted to marry me after amnesia

Dazai looked at her.

It has the meaning of "you just make trouble slowly,? I just watch you quietly".

"Are you sure you want to make such a fuss and wake up your friends?"

No, the sound insulation in my room is very good!

——Iwanaga Kotoko couldn't say these words.Because Mr. Dazai's attitude is cold now,? It's fierce to her.

She was herded to the door.

Kotoko Iwanaga turned around, hugging the pillow, revealing a pair of purple pupils, looking eagerly at Osamu Dazai from bottom to top.

"Are you really not going to share the bed with me? Dazai-san..."

She was pushed out.

The door slammed relentlessly before his eyes.

One second, two seconds.

In three seconds, Yan Yong Qinzi slammed the pillow in his hand against the door.

Stinky man!no fun!

However, she is not someone who gives up so easily, otherwise she would not be able to get to this point with Osamu Dazai.

midnight.

The monster called softly: "My lord princess."

"Hmm..." Yan Yong Kotoko rubbed her eyes, sat up from the bed, "Is he asleep?"

"Yes,? Dazai-san finished reading a book not long ago and just fell asleep."

Looking at the time, it's already two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Mr. Dazai is really a night owl.

She almost fell asleep waiting,? If she didn't concentrate on attacking,? I'm afraid she wouldn't wake up.

again.

The door opened, revealing a light maroon head.

A brace.

A figure in pink pajamas rushed to the door of Osamu Dazai's room, but he forgot or something, anyway, the door was unlocked this time, Kotoko Iwanaga managed to sneak in.

Osamu Dazai fell asleep on the big bed in the middle, his breathing was light and gentle, his usual eyes full of sleepiness and irony were covered by his eyelids.

Didn't wake up, seemed to be really asleep.

Yan Yong Qinzi walked to the head of the bed on his feet.

Suppressing the silent scream in her heart,? She squatted down and took out her mobile phone.

Mr. Dazai's sleeping face!

If you want to take pictures of your boyfriend's sleeping face, you have to sneak around. It's too difficult for her as a girlfriend.

Yan Yong Qinzi's little emotions were quickly washed away by the beauty.

The moon is like a wash.

Dazai Osamu's fair complexion, high nose bridge, and long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and every strand of hair seemed to seduce her silently.

Maybe because the kite pupils are covered, the overall feeling is tenderer than usual.

You can see the shadow of being handsome and handsome when you grow up.

I'm about to cry, Mr. Dazai's sleeping face, woo woo.

My boyfriend is so pretty!

"Set as wallpaper."

Just take a few more shots.

On the phone screen, Dazai Osamu was asleep, and Totohito looked at her quietly... Totohito?

Kotoko Iwanaga took down the phone and met Osamu Dazai's eyes: "..."

"You're awake, Dazai-san."

The boy took a deep breath, turned over and lay flat, with a lazy nasal sound in his voice.

"Are you bothered..."

The lying flat Osamu Dazai is simply a special trap for Kotoko Iwanaga.

She immediately rushed forward: "It's not annoying."

The double bed is very wide.She slid to the side, resting her head on Dazai Osamu's arm and resting her hand on him.

"Did I wake you up?" she asked.

She promised that her movements were light, but Mr. Osamu Dazai's sleep quality may be even lighter.

Either that or he wasn't sleeping at all.

Osamu Dazai sneered slightly, maybe he wanted to say something like "Yes, you woke me up", after a moment of silence, he said.

"No."

Yan Yongqinzi hugged her tighter: "That's why I can't sleep."

She thought of how Osamu Dazai was haunted by nightmares in the hospital, and the leader of Dazai who hadn't slept for an unknown amount of time in the future.

Eat less and sleep less, Mr. Dazai lives and rests as a cultivator.

"How many hours does Dazai-san sleep a day?"

"...Why are you asking so many questions?" Osamu Dazai said in a strange tone, "Go back to sleep."

"No, I want to sleep with Mr. Dazai, this is to exercise the legitimate rights of a girlfriend."

Iwanaga Kotoko muttered dissatisfied and aggrieved, "Is it so difficult to share the bed with Mr. Dazai..."

And to be honest, if Mr. Dazai really didn't want to, would she still have a chance?

If you think about it boldly, Mr. Dazai has been waiting for her to come over.

After all, Mr. Dazai also knows her very well, so he must have imagined that she would do something like crawling out of bed in the middle of the night.

However, it's better not to expose Mr. Dazai's careful thinking.

Kotoko Iwanaga pulled the quilt over and patted Osamu Dazai.

"Stop making trouble, Dazai-san, go to sleep."

Dazai sighed helplessly.

Who is making trouble...

"Mr. Dazai, turn over, how about we embrace each other and sleep."

Osamu Dazai: Not much.

Hearing the rustling sound, she thought that Mr. Dazai had accepted her proposal, Kotoko Iwanaga looked expectant.

As a result, Osamu Dazai did turn over, but turned his back to her.

what? !

Yan Yong Qinzi propped himself up, stared at him for a moment, and finally lay back down in despair.

Take advantage of it elsewhere.

She leaned over, reached out and hugged Osamu Dazai's slender waist, and crossed her hands in front of him.

Dazai's body tensed slightly.Perhaps sensing her unwillingness to let go, after some mental struggle, he gave up struggling and relaxed.

Iwanaga Kotoko yawned.

"Go to sleep, Dazai-san."

"My house is also guarded at night, so it's safe, don't worry. There are monsters."

She believes that she gives people a sense of security.

"You can sleep well with me by your side."

"...I can't sleep well with you by my side."

Osamu Dazai could feel the girl's soft body, which was tightly attached to her back. The body temperature was transmitted through the two thin layers of pajamas, and her waist was also tightly hugged. Fortunately, her hands did not move, probably because she was too sleepy to bother up.

This kind of experience has never been done before, and no one dares to get so close to him.

That's right, isn't he the same way, being pushed forward step by step by her.

Until occupying an indispensable position in the heart.

He can come and go freely in malice, but he is not good at rejecting complete kindness, and as a result, he is caught by Iwanaga Kotoko.

When a certain guy heard this, he was unhappy again.

"What does this mean?"

"...Sleep," Osamu Dazai said, "Don't you have to send Shelley off tomorrow?"

"Mr. Dazai, how can you mention other women in bed."

Yan Yong Qinzi muttered.

"Can't you just say 'I won't let you sleep tonight'?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Kotoko Iwanaga tightened her arms around Osamu Dazai's waist, resting her forehead on his back shoulder.

The person she likes is allowed to be held by her, within close proximity and within reach, and will no longer disappear at any time, which makes her feel a little more at ease.

She let out a slow breath.

Is it that hard to be honest?

It's really worrying, Dazai-san.

"The fireworks tonight are really nice."

"Mr. Dazai will set off bigger fireworks with me in the future... zzzZZZ..."

Yan Yongqinzi has a physique of sleeping on the pillow, and it is not easy to persist until now.After saying this, she fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know if Mr. Dazai listened or not.

……

The next day.

Because she was going to deliver Shelley early in the morning, Kotoko Iwanaga set an alarm clock on her phone, and when the time came, it rang dutifully.

"Well……"

She reached out to touch the phone in a daze, and pressed it off.

Although she hadn't slept enough, she still managed to open her eyes thinking that it was the day when her good sisters would return to China.

Then I saw Osamu Dazai's face.

Mr. Dazai should be awake, but his eyes are still closed.

The beauty crit in the early morning made Iwanaga Kotoko cry out, her cheeks burning hot.

Mr. Dazai turned around at some point, in a posture of embracing her, with a distance in the middle, with his palms on her lower back.

Although not cuddling and sleeping, it is still a huge improvement.

Perhaps because her gaze was too explicit, Osamu Dazai slowly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Dazai—"

Yan Yong Qinzi was about to burrow into his arms happily, wanting to rub against him.Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai froze all over, and put his hands on her shoulders, holding her down and not letting her move.

Then he rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed, his back to her.At first glance, his voice was no different from normal, but it was only when he listened carefully that he could hear a trace of unnaturalness, as if he was suppressing something.

"Go and clean up."

In the morning, her head was still a little dull, and Kotoko Iwanaga didn't think much about it, she rubbed her eyes and walked back to her room to wash up.

"Ok."

"Mr. Dazai is ready, come and find me."

After washing up and putting on a beautiful dress, Kotoko Iwanaga sat in front of the dressing table, and the maid was doing her hair.

After knocking on the door, Osamu Dazai walked in.

After his shirt and trousers were changed last night, the housekeeper took them to dry cleaning and ironing, and now he is wearing them, looking brand new and straight.

Yan Yong Qinzi said to the maid: "You go down first."

"Yes."

Before leaving, the maid said: "Breakfast is ready, Miss Shelley and Mr. Bone are already in the dining room. You and your boyfriend can come down after packing up."

"OK, thanks."

Yan Yong Kotoko raised the comb in Dazai Zhizhi's hand, signaling him to come over and pick up the job.

Of course there is no need for a maid if you have a boyfriend, what a good way to increase intimacy.

Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, he brushed her hair just like the maid did just now, and spoke slowly.

"your eyes……"

"right."

"Mr. Dazai doesn't seem to have seen me like this before."

Kotoko Iwanaga raised her bangs, revealing her right eye completely.There are black holes in the eye sockets, and there is nothing.

Her prosthetic eye has to be removed from time to time and soaked in water, but she hasn't put it on yet.

Prosthetics too.

So what she presents in front of Osamu Dazai now is the original incomplete appearance.

With exquisite appearance and incomplete body, it is hard not to remind people of the sad and beautiful dolls in ghost stories, lingering a touch of weirdness and ominousness.

"Do you feel terrible?"

She asked inexplicably, staring at Osamu Dazai's expression in the mirror without blinking.

"What's there to be afraid of."

Dazai's tone did not change.

Yan Yongqinzi pouted.

"Yes, Mr. Dazai probably has seen many more terrifying corpses than this."

"...that's not what it means...it's nothing."

Mr. Dazai seemed to be worried. Before she could speak, he asked, "Is there a way to get it back?"

Eyes and legs?

Iwanaga Kotoko put on the prosthetic eye, then took the prosthetic limb aside, lifted the hem of the skirt, and installed it on the thigh.Osamu Dazai silently extended his hands.

"Of course not."

"This is the price of becoming a god."

"For so many years, I have never thought about getting my eyes and legs back. It should be said that I never thought about it from the beginning."

After all, it does not affect normal life.

"There is a high probability that you won't be able to get it back, it's like offering a sacrifice."

Yan Yong Qinzi tried to think about it, "If I take it back, I will not be a god of wisdom at that time."

"—Probably when I lost my mobility, or died in an accident."

Dazai took a breath.

Yan Yong Qinzi didn't notice, and said indifferently.

"It doesn't make much sense to take it back then...Mr. Dazai?"

"……fine."

Bandaged hands reached out to her and helped her up.

"Let's go." Osamu Dazai said softly.

They came to the dining room, greeted Shelley and Yi Gu, and sat down.

Osamu Dazai didn't get enough sleep on a daily basis, and there was no visible change on his face.On the other hand, Yanyong Qinzi was busy with night raids, so she was a little listless.

Shelley saw it, and asked concerned: "Did you sleep well, dear?"

"It was too late last night."

Shelley exclaimed: "Is it a goblin fight?!"

When she looked at Osamu Dazai, her eyes changed.

You say no, but your body is honest, Mr. Dazai.

The action is very fast!

Osamu Dazai picked up the crab meat in the bowl and turned a blind eye.

"Nah."

Kotoko Iwanaga cut open the poached egg on the plate.

Mr. Dazai is not so proactive.

After breakfast, Kotoko Iwanaga sent Shelley and his entourage to the car heading to Tokyo Bay, and agreed to go to England to play.

After that, she took Yi Gu Youtai to the basement to meet Verlaine.

Let's see how long it takes Verlaine to recover his strength to the point where he can open the "door".

Although it is a basement, the environment is no worse than upstairs, spacious and bright, and there are Japanese-style rockery and flowing water.

The skylights cast sunlight outside, and Verlaine sat in front of the tatami desk, reading books, composing poems and composing haiku.

Next to it was a cup of tea and a plate of sliced ​​pears.

It's just that the years are quiet and good, and there is no competition with the world.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like confinement.

"Good morning, Monsieur Verlaine. Did the fireworks look good last night?"

After listening to Iwanaga Kotoko's explanation of his intentions, the man put down his brush, raised his eyelids slightly, and spoke in a calm and arrogant tone.

"Five months."

so long?

Even Yi Gu Youtai also showed embarrassment.

Yan Yongqinzi spread out his palm, and a golden cube appeared.

"Mr. Rimbaud, look, Mr. Verlaine is eating pears, but you haven't even recovered your soul. How pitiful."

Verlaine: "..."

Is this a threat, a bare/naked threat?

"Four and a half months, no more reductions." He said.

Do you think you are buying vegetables in the market, the kind where you can bargain.

It is estimated that this time is already the limit, and Kotoko Iwanaga didn't say anything.

"Then please."

Yi Gu Youtai thanked Verlaine and went back upstairs first.Kotoko Yanaga sat down beside Verlaine.

"You really look like Dazai-kun."

The blond man said calmly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Are you with Dazai-kun?"

Probably saw it from the window.

"Yes."

"Then you'd better not tell him about me," Verlaine picked up his pen again, "I don't want to be targeted by Mr. Dazai again, he is terrible."

The entire battle plan to defeat him was formulated by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai is the only one who can play behind his back since he came to this country.

"He already knew."

Yan Yong Qinzi looked innocent.

With a flick of the brush, an ink blob appeared on the paper.

Verlaine: "..."

"But don't worry, Mr. Dazai is on my side."

perhaps?

"And Mr. Verlaine will not attack Hong Kong/Black anymore, and Mr. Dazai has no need to target you."

Verlaine: ...not the target.

Kotoko Yanaga looked that Verlaine seemed to want to say something.

He said: "Mr. Dazai once asked me if there were any supernatural beings in Europe who could help people recover their limbs. I said no. Mr. Dazai's expression at that time... Hehe, he was a little disappointed and very dissatisfied."

Yan Yongqinzi looked confused.

"so what?"

Suddenly saying this is what I want to express.

Verlaine: "..."

"I take back what I just said, Miss Iwanaga, you are much slower than Dazai-kun in some respects."

Yan Yong Qinzi sneered.She understands this.

The golden cube appears again.

"Mr. Rimbaud, look, Mr. Verlaine is writing a haiku, but you haven't even recovered your soul. How pitiful."

A corner of the elegant mask was cracked, and Verlaine wanted to flip the table.

"...You have enough time."

"Ah, Mr. Dazai texted me."

Yan Yongqin looked at the phone, stood up, "I'm leaving first, Mr. Verlaine."

"Wait a moment."

She turned and saw Verlaine standing up.

Even when he was hiding in the basement, Verlaine wore a suit without any wrinkles, and his gestures reflected the cultivation of European aristocrats.

"All the members of the investigation team have left?"

"Well, I just sent Shelley off."

"Where are you going, Yokohama?"

Iwanaga Kotoko nodded.

"There are fish and dragons mixed in there, it's too dangerous for you."

After the incident just now, Verlaine knew that sometimes he had to speak directly to Yan Yong Qinzi, "I'll pretend and go with you."

It turned out that Mr. Verlaine wanted to perform his duties as a bodyguard.

"Not this time," she said.

Verlaine frowned slightly, sullen, and good self-restraint kept him from attacking.

"Although I haven't recovered to my peak state, I can handle ordinary supernatural beings now."

"Not questioning your abilities."

Yan Yongqinzi said: "You Taijun just now, and Mr. Dazai will be with me, so there is no need to bother you."

She could probably guess what Verlaine was thinking.

Because Rimbaud gave him life, he chose to live on.

But for Verlaine now, there is nothing in the world that can arouse his interest.Except Rimbaud's soul in her hand.

Her so-called protection work was actually to find something for Verlaine to do.Maybe just by doing it, you can find the interest in living.

What a proud man Verlaine was.

Of course he doesn't want to condescend to protect others.

However, the bargaining chip in Yan Yongqinzi's hand was too heavy for Verlaine to convince himself that he lowered his noble head.

The moment he stretched out his hand, it was equivalent to handing over a part of himself, loyalty, strength, and life to her.

And it was precisely because of this pride that Verlaine would do the job well since he agreed to her.

Now that he is no longer needed, what is this?

"It's called Yigu Youtai, right? His strength cannot be determined for the time being, but Dazai?" Verlaine snorted coldly, "Are you sure that guy can protect you?"

Verlaine looked behind her.

Kotoko Iwanaga turned her head and found Osamu Dazai walking down the stairs at some point.Maybe it's because she didn't go up, so she came down to have a look.

Judging by his expression, he should have heard what Verlaine said just now.

In the air, invisible icy sparks splashed everywhere.

Kotoko Yan Yong walked up to Verlaine.

"I don't mean to place you or question your strength."

She looked up into the other's blue eyes and spoke the truth.

"On the contrary, Mr. Verlaine is my trump card."

She tilted her head and smiled: "Ace can't be played easily, can't it?"

"..."

"And this time it's not doing something dangerous, Mr. Verlaine doesn't have to worry."

"I'm not worried about you."

Seeing that Verlaine's attitude was relaxed, Kotoko Iwanaga patted his arm.

"Just sit on the moon, ah no, let's take care of your body."

She ran to the stairs, took Dazai Osamu's arm and pulled him up.

"Awaited."

"Let's go, Dazai-san."

If the two of them were allowed to stay any longer, she would have the illusion that the house might be demolished.

The Iwanaga Group's car took the three of them to Yokohama.

After arriving, they split into two groups.

She and Dazai-san went to the clinic in the hot spring town, and Otoko Yuta went to patrol the ruins.

Hot Spring Street.

This is a street that has nothing to do with the mafia/hand/party, and the few pedestrians walk around leisurely with relaxed expressions.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood on the side of the road, leaning against the motorcycle, with a bundle of bound lilies in his arms.

He didn't know why he bought this bouquet of flowers.

Maybe it's because the shivering figure of the little girl selling flowers early in the morning is so pitiful.

He stared at the opposite side for an unknown how long.

Is this really his home, his parents... are they really here?

That fellow Dazai, he couldn't have lied to him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed.

It's not okay to deceive yourself and others, he verified it with Yan Yong, and she said the same.

Iwanaga's words are believable.

Nakahara also took off his gloves and looked at his wrist.

You can see blue blood vessels under the skin, and next to it, there is a small blackened stab wound.Gravity can stop most attacks, so such small wounds are rare, similar to a status symbol.

The man who was his father also spoke of the wound.

Go ahead, it's getting late.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said to himself.

He walked into the yard and walked to the door of the bungalow.Through the glass, one can vaguely see the busy couple inside.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, suddenly a little nervous.

When he raised his hand, he hesitated.

Could it be a mistake.

Could it be that he is not actually human...

The boy who looks like him in the research institute is the child of this family.

In this case, wouldn't it be too abrupt for him to come here to recognize his relatives?

Zhong Yuanzhong never thought that one day he would have the feeling of being close to home.

Just as he was hesitating at the door, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. "Wow!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, almost jumped up, and was about to throw the person behind him over the shoulder with his backhand. After seeing who it was, he stopped his movements.

"Say hello before you say hello, Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai stared wide-eyed, not sure if it was fake or real.

"I didn't expect Chuya's reaction to be so big."

His other hand was holding Kotoko Iwanaga's.

The girl looked confused: "Mr. Chuya, what's wrong?"

"Why don't you go in, Chuya," Dazai Osamu covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes curled up meanly, "Could it be that...you're afraid?"

"Who's scared!"

Dazai took a deep breath.

Nakahara also had a bad premonition, remembering the scene where Dazai Osamu deliberately yelled and exposed him in front of Shirase and Yuxing when he was in the game hall last year.

Before he could stop it, Osamu Dazai yelled at the top of his voice.

"Hey--"

"Chuya Zhongyuan, what are you doing standing there at the door, you don't even dare to enter your own house!"

Central Plains is also in a hurry.

"Hey! Bastard!!!"