Dazai said he wanted to marry me after amnesia

"That's what I understand."

Iwanaga Kotoko's expression makes it hard to tell whether she really thinks so or is pretending.

"Mr. Dazai, don't be shy,? We can register for marriage on today next year."

Knowing that the person you like also likes you, the mood at the moment is like a small warm current flowing from the heart to the limbs. It may not be intense, but it can keep the whole person warm for a long time.

It was as if he had tasted the rich mead. He was so happy that he was a little dizzy, and he couldn't help but want to smile.

Wanting to know if the other party had the same feelings as herself, Iwanaga Kotoko unbuttoned Dazai Osamu's black suit, and put her ear on his chest through a thin layer of clothes.

Heartbeat steady.

No ups and downs.

"..."

The happiness came to an abrupt end.

There is a feeling of being slapped in the face.

She straightened up and said to Osamu Dazai, "Mr. Dazai doesn't like me? Your heartbeat hasn't changed."

"Do you have to control your heartbeat even at this time? It's too much."

"..."

Dazai Osamu sighed.

What did you realize? She lowered her head and leaned closer again.

This time, I could hear the changing heartbeat, with faster ups and downs, together with her heartbeat, slowly merged into the same beat, like two dancers dancing together.

She pursed her lips contentedly.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Dazai remembers my birthday?"

"It's 6 o'clock in the morning on June 6th."

"???"

"Then what! It's not!"

666 represents the devil in the Apocalypse of the Bible, Mr. Dazai is beating around the bush and mocking her.

She was about to throw a tantrum,? was interrupted by Osamu Dazai,? He named a date.

Yan Yongqinzi was stunned.

...I actually remember it.

She just mentioned it casually a long time ago,? She didn't hold out hope, but Mr. Dazai really remembered it.

Now she's not feeling well either.

Yan Yong Kotoko curled her lips and looked up at the clock on the wall.

June nineteenth, 23:59:00.

The last 1 minutes.

Mr. Dazai's birthday is coming to an end.

She understood Mr. Dazai's mood about birthdays—the birth of a mistake, what is there to celebrate.

A feeling of loneliness similar to that of M. Verlaine.

But,? Sure enough, I still want to pass on my feelings.

No fancy rhetoric is needed.

She raised her hand to caress his fluffy head, the soft hair felt good.Fingertips groped for the knot in the bandage and pulled it.

Strips of snow-white bandages were scattered.

Osamu Dazai, who showed his full face, has a higher impact of beauty, and looks handsome and lingering under the light of night.

Yuan Tong stared at her quietly.

She pressed her forehead against his, and her hair tangled.

"Happy birthday, Dazai-san."

"I'm glad you were born."

Time jumped and came to June [-]th.

……

You are very happy indeed.

Osamu Dazai thought indifferently, he was so happy that he drank it directly.

The table was messed with cups and plates, wine glasses and bottles were strewn about, and most of the bottle of sky-high whiskey was drunk.

Qinzi drank half of it.

Then she started drinking like crazy.

First, he wanted to show him the pattern of the clothes with great interest, but he strictly refused.

Then he drew three cat whiskers on both sides of his cheeks with cream, grabbed two hairs on the top of his head, which made his scalp hurt, and asked him why he didn't have cat ears.

Finally, she hugged him and asked if she could sleep with him.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Just when he was seriously considering whether to knock this guy unconscious, Yan Yong Qinzi fell on him as if someone had pressed the off button, and fell asleep.

...I always feel like the plot is like this guy pulled him up for a while and then fell asleep on his own.

Osamu Dazai leaned against the back of the chair and put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling asleep.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes staring at the dark void.

I do not know how long it has been.

His body was a little sore after keeping this position for too long. He was considering whether to put the piano on the bed, moved his body, and his eyes fell on the envelope on the table.

It's the picture of her that Qinzi said.

"..."

Osamu Dazai stared at it for a few seconds, then looked away, looked over again, and moved away again.

Repeat this several times.

Gently roll the Adam's apple under the bandage.

--You want to see.

—No, you don't want to.

——It must be a gift specially prepared by her. If you don't read any of them, this guy will definitely make trouble again.

——Would it be even more troublesome if you read it?What's so good about the pictures of this doll-like guy, it's boring.

Osamu Dazai observed for a while to make sure that Kotoko Iwanaga was fast asleep.

Just imagine, Miss Qinzi, who is small and has no figure at all, must take funny photos.

He just wanted to see this guy's joke, nothing else.

He is not interested in what she wears.

On the premise of not disturbing Kotoko Iwanaga, Osamu Dazai quietly freed up one hand, turned sideways, touched the envelope, and slowly retracted his hand.

Fingers dexterously flicked it, and it was about to be opened when it was placed on the wax——

The intuition cultivated in the black/hand/party career made him keenly aware of changes in the atmosphere.

He bowed his head.

In the darkness, a pair of purple pupils was staring at him quietly, without saying a word.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

This envelope is suddenly hot.

At that moment, he had already anticipated all the situations that might happen next, as well as three hundred countermeasures.

Osamu Dazai slowly put the envelope back where it was, with a calm face, pretending nothing happened.

He waited for Yan Yong Qinzi's reaction in order to make further responses.

Unexpectedly, she just raised her head, kissed his smooth chin, and fell asleep in another position.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

So, just unconsciously waking up?

... Fortunately unconscious.

If Qinzi saw it, this terrible woman would definitely tie him to the city hall, and use methods such as tampering with his birthday to directly fill in the marriage certificate, without waiting until a year later.

He reached under her knees with one hand, picked her up as a princess, and was about to put her on the bed in the bedroom.

On the way, Qinzi began to mutter.

He bowed his head and listened carefully.

"Mr. Dazai..."

"Together bathing, bathing with mandarin ducks, playing with mandarin ducks..."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

play your sister.

Gently put a restless guy on the bed, covered the quilt, and he had doubts about his whereabouts again.

sleep together?

It's better to be conscious and sleep directly on the ground.

Go back to your own place?

If Qinzi woke up in the morning and found that he was not there, he would definitely call and bomb him, thinking about it would give him a headache.

Then sleep on the sofa and go back to bed when it's almost dawn?

... always feel weird trouble.

Just sleep on the bed and don't treat yourself badly.Just tie this guy up hands and feet before going to sleep.

Dazai thought ruthlessly.

He opens the wardrobe.

Before, Qinzi kept clamoring that she wanted to live with him, and said that she had prepared clothes for him, but she didn't expect to have them.Whether it is worn inside or outside, bathrobes and shirts, all are brand new, neatly stacked, and the size is also suitable for visual inspection.

Dazai was speechless for a moment.

He stopped thinking about it, picked up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

The sound of water sounded, occasionally mixed with the strange tune he composed himself.

Suddenly, the singing stopped.

"Ah, I forgot to pay Odasaku the bill."

……

After taking a shower, Osamu Dazai soaked in the bathtub.

The water waves swayed through the body, and the just temperature relieved the pain of old wounds and dark wounds in the body.He thought about the possibility of drowning unconsciously by soaking in the bathtub.

The bandages were still wrapped around him.They are part of the body and should never be unraveled.

It was supposed to be a moment of enjoyment until the bathroom door was slammed open.

Someone is standing at the door.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

If he was in the future, he would still be able to make fun of this situation without any psychological burden.

But he is still a teenager after all, no matter how dark he is, he still has a basic sense of shame when facing the opposite sex.

Besides, it's the opposite sex he likes.

But rather than shame, he is more helpless now.

"Why did you come in so naturally?"

Anyway, pay attention.

Looking at Qinzi's eyes, drunkenness and drowsiness intertwined, not yet sober.

How did she find it?

Or is it that the feeling of wanting to take a bath with him is so strong, so strong that you can sit up in a panic when you are dying?

……and many more.

stop, stop.

You don't come here again.

Not hearing his voice at all, Yan Yong Kotoko went to the bathtub and was silent for a moment.

Just when Osamu Dazai was thinking about whether she was going to say something surprising again, she slumped to the ground with a wow.

"Mr. Dazai, you don't love me anymore uh..."

"Mandarin ducks playing in the water, how can you not call me, hiccup..."

Her voice gradually lowered, her arms rested on the edge of the bathtub, her head rested on it, and she fell asleep again.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He doesn't know what expression to make now.

Qinzi has been refreshing his cognition on a certain level.

In the end, he reached for the bathrobe and put it on, and resignedly hugged a sleeping guy back.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to put the bathrobe within reach.

After the necessary work was done, he lay down on the edge of the big bed.

A good night's sleep.

The next day.

The breeze blows through the tulle, and the sun shines in from the window.

Kotoko Iwanaga opened her eyes and saw Osamu Dazai lying not far away with his back to her.The boy was wearing the shirt-shaped cotton pajamas she prepared, which gave him a sense of home. This picture made his heart feel happy.

She was about to go over to post it, but found that she couldn't move!

looked down-

She was wrapped in a quilt from neck to feet, and wrapped into spring rolls!No matter how hard she struggled, she could only squirm on the bed like a caterpillar.

Simply too much!

On her 17th birthday, under Edogawa Ranpo's strategy and Iwanaga Kotoko's persistent pursuit, Osamu Dazai finally revealed a corner of his heart to her, and his relationship has really improved.

The relationship is also fully established.

Coupled with his excellent performance in the execution of tasks and the achievements made for Hong Kong/Black, shortly after his birthday, Osamu Dazai became one of the five major cadres.

In this way, the bet with Chuya Zhongyuan will be considered a win.

He even ran to Zhongye in the Central Plains to mock and show off, making the other party very angry.

But this bet was not why he wanted to be a cadre.

Only Osamu Dazai knew the real reason, and he couldn't tell others.

night.

Osamu Dazai is in contact with his informant.

The other party is a real free man, an intelligence house, who can do things with money, and is not bound by any organization.

[According to your instruction, I have searched with the rights of the five major cadres in the inner world. 】

[For the time being, no supernatural beings who can help people recover their limbs have been found. 】

Dazai's expression darkened.

He lowered his eyes and began to think of other ways.

Messages keep popping up.

[With all due respect, even the five major cadres of the port gang/hand/party have limited power.Some foreign organizations have never even heard of this name, so naturally they won't buy it. 】

[Which position has more power to speak and can accomplish more things, you don't need me to tell you. 】

Dazai's eyes darkened.

Of course he knows.

That is - the leader of the black/hand/party.