I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

Mr. Oda's kiss is as gentle and harmless as his people, and our kiss is just like a primary school student's lips and teeth.

In the beginning, I stuck my tongue into his mouth badly and touched his tongue.

Mr. Oda, who was stunned for a moment, hugged me directly in a lifting position, and he pushed me down against the wall and kissed me in a position that was more comfortable for everyone.

When I wanted to back away, it was too late, his tongue chased after me, while sucking the tip of my tongue, he also licked my palate from time to time.

Completely out of control, I just passively endured it all.

It wasn't until I felt the heat on his body that I tried to push him away.

If it was Dazai, he would definitely not let go at this time, and would only continue to do more outrageous things.

But now it was Mr. Oda who was kissing me. After I clearly expressed my resistance, he stopped and panted and looked at me.

I could see the longing in his eyes, just when I thought he would continue to ignore me, Oda Sakunosuke let me go.

"Sorry for my rudeness." Oda Sakunosuke who put me down said carefully: "Be careful..."

But I almost fell down again because I couldn't stand firmly. When Oda Sakunosuke stretched out his hand to embrace him, I threw myself into his arms again.

This moment really made me doubt my life, whether I really lacked exercise as Verlaine said.

I stuck it on the scorching heat again, and I felt the temperature on my cheeks was so hot, Mr. Oda who was holding me still said there: "Ah, I'm sorry, but Nakaya-kun is really cute."

Bah, love at first sight is definitely love at first sight.

Because of my appearance, I have often been fancied by others, and I have taught countless guys who are greedy for my body.

But facing Mr. Oda today, unexpectedly, I didn't feel offended. On the contrary, I thought it was cute that he would directly tell me if he liked me, and I could even reward him.

Sure enough, I actually like him a little bit.

My body also told me that I wasn't against being with him.

However, I already knew about this matter before I was reborn.

I did not choose to continue kissing him, but after Mr. Oda restrained himself, I dragged him out of the alley to a nearby department store and entered a famous brand store.How can my boyfriend continue to wear such cheap clothes.

It takes time to make a custom suit like mine, so I bought him some ready-made clothes as a temporary replacement.

After we entered, the lady clerk handed over a brochure quickly.

I casually ordered a few pieces and waited for them to bring them over, then motioned Mr. Oda to change them for me.

Mr. Oda, who followed me into the store, was a little helpless: "Chuya, the clothes in this store..."

"No charge." I turned my face away from him and just said, "I know you don't have any special dress code when you go to work."

Under my strong request, Mr. Oda finally walked into the fitting room.

Soon he came out in a pure black suit, which was similar to the one I was wearing and could be considered a couple suit.

Mr. Oda's height really makes me jealous, and his figure is also very good, because he has well-proportioned muscles due to years of exercise.

Also because of this, it fits him well when he changes into this dress.Although this suit is not advanced customization, the effect on Mr. Oda is very good, not worse than customization.

Apparently, he himself is very satisfied with this body, he came over and looked at me with a smile: "Chuya, do you like it?"

Of course I am very satisfied, but Mr. Oda wants to stop when he sees this change of clothes, I point to the rest of the pile and look at him: "You also change these and let me see."

"Ah, okay." After all, Mr. Oda didn't refuse my request, and walked into the fitting room again.

Watching him change one by one and come out of the fitting room, I also experienced the fun of Mr. Mori and Dazai. Sure enough, it is really interesting to watch other people play a drag show.

Thinking about the amount that Mr. Mori asked Alice to change and buy every time, I hesitated to divide it by two.

This kind of happiness still needs to flow for a long time. It would be bad if Mr. Oda became as resistant as Alice.

After Mr. Oda changed more than ten sets, I put it away with satisfaction.

When I brought him another set of rather cumbersome ones for him to try, I pointed to those who had tried it and motioned to the clerk: "Check out."

After saying this, I reached into my pocket but found that my wallet was nowhere to be found!

It was definitely stolen by Dazai, although it is not the first time I have encountered such an embarrassing scene of paying without money.

But this time in front of Mr. Oda, I really want to be pissed off by Dazai.

Fortunately, I have rich experience in dealing with this problem. Even though Dazai has not done such naive things for many years, subconsciously, the shopping mall I came to is still controlled by the company under the organization.

Here I can not only swipe my card, but also my face.

When my new boyfriend came out, he was greeted by a pile of paper bags on the ground.

Originally, I was going to buy some gifts in the mall and ask Mr. Oda to give them to the children for me, but now I have no choice but to give up since I have no money.

I glanced at the car parked outside the department store that followed me from the alley and was still waiting for me outside.

My steps stopped and I reached out to stop a taxi, and put all the big and small bags in the back seat.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at the co-pilot seat left by me, and asked me: "Would you like to have dinner together? I checked. In fact, there are a few restaurants with good reputations nearby that should suit your taste?"

Of course I would like to have dinner with my new boyfriend, but Mr. Oda would never choose a cheap restaurant if we dine together.

If the wallet hadn't been stolen, of course I could have settled the bill early, but there is nothing I can do now.

From Mr. Oda's obsession with the specials in the store, I knew that it was really hard for him to raise those children.

Thinking of this, I couldn't bear to spend so much money on him and could only decline: "I still have something to do."

Oda Sakunosuke followed my gaze and probably saw the car, so he asked me, "Temporary mission?"

I hesitated and nodded.

"Then be careful." Saying that, Oda Sakunosuke stretched out his hands to stroke my hair, then lowered his head and kissed my lips.

Watching Mr. Oda leave, I walked to the car that followed me and opened the door: "Dazai, do you want to die and steal my wallet again?"

Before Osamu Dazai answered, I heard a chuckle, and then another person in the car said: "So, Chuya is really in love with that Oda-kun? Then Dazai stole it to cause trouble for you. Take your wallet."

Speaking of this, Mr. Mori laughed a few more times: "If Dazai-kun dies because of this reason, I will be very distressed."

I thought Dazai was inside, but I saw Mr. Mori and the wallet in his hand that belonged to me.

Facing Mr. Mori's smile, I pressed my hat to hide the heat on my face: "Mr. Mori..."

Mr. Sen, who was sitting in the car, sighed in distress: "I asked you to apologize, but I didn't send you to someone else's mouth."

For a while, I really wondered if Mr. Oda would be killed by Mr. Mori right now.

For me, the Port Mafia is my home and Mr. Mori is like my father.

At this moment, I was really embarrassed to meet his half-smiling eyes, so I gave Osamu Dazai who was still sitting in the car in a daze.

It's all Dazai's fault, if it wasn't for this guy, how could such a thing happen.

Before I blushed and hesitated to jump out of the car, Mr. Mori reached out and patted my head, and heaved a long sigh: "Well, Chuya has grown up."

Seeing him make an expression that my old father can't care about your relationship, I know that he really doesn't care about this matter, he just wants to tease me.

However, since Mr. Mori doesn't care anymore, I actually don't want to act with him...

In my silence, Mr. Mori looked at me and said suddenly: "Chuya has already figured out how to talk to Mr. Hongye and Verlaine."

! ! ! ! !

His words seemed to be as reasonable as five thunderbolts.

Thinking of my previous life, I was so angry that I left sister Hongye because of being with Dazai, so I don't dare to tell sister Hongye about my new relationship.

It was probably because my facial expression was too exciting, which pleased Mr. Mori, and he smiled even more happily.

We went back to the headquarters building together. Mr. Mori dragged Osamu Dazai away to work. After hesitating for a while, I went to Verlaine's room underground.

The door was ajar, and I hurried in with a jump in my heart.

Fortunately, Verlaine was in his room, and he was reclining in the rocking chair, reading a collection of poems.

The author of the collection of poems is Rimbaud, and it is also one of the souvenirs I brought back from that cursed world,

Verlaine is my brother, but also the source of my pain.

He killed my friends, the ones in the Banner Club who were really like-minded.

It was also in the four years of cooperation, and in that future, it was determined that he was a trustworthy object at the critical moment of life and death.

My dislike and rejection of Verlaine are also much less, but I still can never forgive him.

In the world before my rebirth, at this time, I was with Osamu Dazai.

At that time, I didn't care about Verlaine's feelings, but occasionally I noticed the killing intent towards Dazai from him.

I didn't care at the time, if Dazai couldn't suppress Verlaine, then let him die.

It would be a relief to me if he was killed by Verlaine.

Now it's Oda-san's turn...

I don't hope that one day, he will become a nightmare for Mr. Oda and me.

If Verlaine went to his house, the children would be in danger.

Maybe, not sure about Verlaine's attitude, I really shouldn't be with Mr. Oda.

Becoming my lover would do harm to Oda Sakunosuke.

Verlaine, who was addicted to poetry, looked up at me. He closed the pages and asked me, "Chuya, who made you unhappy?"

Apart from you and Osamu Dazai, no one in this world can make me unhappy.

Of course, I didn't say so directly.

Under his worried eyes, I finally said: "What if I fall in love?"

The smile on Verlaine's face disappeared, and the reclining chair and coffee table beside him became shattered.

He stood up and walked to my side, and asked with a little tenderness: "Who is it, why don't you bring it to my brother?"

And then assassinated by you?

Under my condemning eyes, Verlaine also looked at what he had caused and lowered his head with some sadness: "Is it that kid Dazai? Since Zhong also likes him, I won't hurt him."

"It's not Dazai, it's someone else."

"He's not a member of the organization. I can't bring him to see you, and I hope you don't send anyone to see him."

"I know what Chuya means. If this is your wish," Verlaine knelt down and looked up at me and promised, "I won't do anything to make Chuya sad again."

Actually, I'm still a little bit worried, but my relationship with Oda Sakunosuke won't be hidden from this killer king, and now I can only trust Verlaine's promise.

Under Verlaine's persuasion, we had dinner together.

After eating the dishes he made for me, before leaving, I finally said another purpose of coming today: "Actually, I have one more thing to do..."

Verlaine looked at me and nodded with a smile: "Whatever Chuya wants to do, brother will help you."

I looked into his iris eyes and said seriously: "Teach me how to control the door."

"Chuya, who are you falling in love with?" Verlaine, who had always maintained a gentle attitude during dinner, opened his eyes wide, and he looked at me in disbelief: "Brother will never allow you to defect for others!"

I glared at him angrily: "Who is going to defect, the port mafia is my home, and I will not defect for anyone."

In my vow, Verlaine coughed and changed his words: "Running away from home is also not allowed!"

I watched him stand up angrily: "I just want to be in case, it's fine if you don't agree."

Seeing that I turned to leave, Verlaine quickly stopped me, and his gravitational field appeared on my body.

"It was never me who didn't want Chuya to fully grasp the filth, but now that Chuya has asked, why would my brother refuse you?"

Verlaine smiled softly next to my ear: "As long as it's what Chuya wants, no matter who it is, my brother will agree."

Sure enough, Verlaine has a solution, I looked at him and smiled: "Then let's go now."

As for the hidden meaning in Verlaine's words, I don't really care.

It's possible that Mr. Mori or Dazai hinted at him, but it doesn't matter who said or did what, the most important thing is myself.

If there was no rebirth, I would never be able to trust Verlaine, let alone let him help me control the filth.

"Exercising right after eating is not good for your health." Verlaine, who held me down, took out the book of poems: "Brother, please read a few poems to Zhongye first, okay?"

Of course, I have no reason to refuse his small request.

·

In the underground training ground, I took off my gloves, looked at my hands, and felt the force of gravity flowing in my body.

My ability and filth is beyond my control when it unfolds, and only Osamu Dazai's disqualification can end.

If I don't finish it in time, I will die, which is the most important reason why we will become partners.

To a certain extent, I followed Dazai Osamu's plan to open up the filth and at the same time put my life in his hands.

Now, I am still willing to give my life to Dazai, according to his order □open the filth, let him control my life and death.

But Dazai's own life is out of my control. Now I don't even know if he will survive to four years later.

Since everything has deviated from my plan, and it is impossible for me to be with Osamu Dazai 24 hours a day to prevent him from committing suicide, it is better to make some preparations in advance.

This can also reduce the loss of some organizations after his death.

Perhaps, starting a new relationship is really the way to end the pain of the old one.

I even started to feel relieved about the possibility that Dazai would leave.

The author has something to say: My friend said that Oda Sakunosuke relied on his extraordinary skills to get over the wall, I laughed to death.

感谢在2021-09-0420:01:06~2021-09-0518:53:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Sanfen Buddha and Qifenlazy; 10 bottles of Kaga, Friedvrual, and Xiaxia; 5 bottles of chuya, who are so cute, and the bosses comfort each other;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!