I'm with the white moonlight of the mackerel

In the morning, I woke up under the action of my biological clock, but unexpectedly found myself being held in someone's arms.

The person holding me seems to have not woken up yet. At this moment, with my head resting on his chest, I can hear the gentle heartbeat from his chest.

The room was dark, and I tried to push the man away quietly without waking him, but found it very difficult.

The person who hugged me was tall and entangled me like a pillow. If I didn't use force, I couldn't move at all when I was hugged by him.

Although I couldn't see this man's face in the darkness, at least I could tell from his height and body muscles that this man was definitely not Dazai.

So, now Mr. Oda brought me home?

This possibility made my cheeks a little hot, I just felt that this progress was too fast, and I was not ready yet.

Originally, I still felt a little dizzy because of yesterday's drunkenness.But to be sure of the current situation, I am really a little embarrassed.

Last night, I waited a long time behind the bar for Mr. Oda who came in a hurry.

When I saw him, I was actually a little drunk, but I still felt relaxed and happy from the bottom of my heart.

I don't know much about what happened last night, I just remember that I have been lying in the warm embrace and feel very at ease.

But I didn't feel any strange on my body. The person holding me didn't do anything excessive except change my pajamas.

No, this pajamas!

It feels warm and fluffy to the touch, just like the pajamas I've been wearing.

Why does Oda-san have my pajamas.

With a bad premonition in my heart, I struggled to turn on the light and faced a pair of iris eyes.

The man who kept holding me and refused to let go greeted me with a smile: "My dear brother Chuya, you finally woke up."

The person holding me was not Mr. Oda as I thought, but Verlaine.

The killer king's control over his body is undoubtedly powerful, he controlled his breathing and heartbeat very well and completely fooled me.

Verlaine was awake at all, but he hugged me like this and refused to let go. It was disgusting: "Why you?"

"Then who is Chuya Hope?" The smile on Verlaine's face restrained a little, and his tone was a little dangerous: "Is it your former partner Osamu Dazai, or the man with the beard who looks old enough to be your father."

I had a bad premonition in my heart, I grabbed his collar and looked at him dangerously: "So, what did you do last night?"

Verlaine spread his hands, looked at me helplessly and said, "Zhong Ye is so obedient, so cute, how can my brother have the heart to do things that make you sad."

What he said had better be true, I pushed him away and stood up and picked up my mobile phone on the coffee table.

Just when I was about to ask Mr. Oda to confirm, there was a pulling force behind me.

When I turned around, I saw Verlaine reached out and grabbed the tail of my pajamas. If the pajamas were not one-piece, they could really pull down my pants.

Yes, what Verlaine chose for me is a plush pajamas with an orange fluffy tail. It is very happy to hold the big tail in your hand when you sleep.

It’s just that this pajamas are too imposing and don’t fit my identity. I always hide it in the innermost part of the closet, just like blocking the door of the closet before, using a very simple and convenient method to prevent Dazai from getting it.

Only Verlaine, who has the same ability as me, can take out this pajamas from my room and put it on me again.

I glared angrily: "What do you want to do, why don't we fight?"

Seeing me like this, Verlaine smiled innocently: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry, Chuya wants to avoid today's training?"

Training is necessary, I reached out and pulled the tail out of his hand and said angrily, "I'm going to change my clothes."

"This one is fine." Verlaine stopped me: "Anyway, I don't need to wear anything in battle. It's the same. The current one is really cute, and my brother likes it very much."

Verlaine, who said that my brother likes you very much, and who is the favorite, did not let me down at all when training me.

I thought I had developed some tolerance for the pain, but I didn't expect that today is even stronger than yesterday.

When it was over, I literally didn't move a single finger.

In this regard, Verlaine, who wiped my sweat with a handkerchief, explained: "I also think that I am too soft-hearted towards Zhong, so that Zhong also has the strength to run out in the middle of the night."

I didn't answer his question, and lay on the ground panting in embarrassment.

On the contrary, after Verlaine glanced at the phone again, he sat next to me curiously: "That Sakunosuke Oda is also very important to the center?"

I was silent for a while, and finally looked into his eyes and said: "He is my lover, and I will marry my lover."

Verlaine stared at me incredulously: "Then what about Osamu Dazai? Could it be that you are planning to develop an open relationship?"

Even Verlaine knew how ambiguous my relationship with Dazai was, so much so that he didn't believe me when I told him that I was going to be with Oda Sakunosuke.

I didn't explain the entanglements between me and Dazai, I just asked him: "What kind of benefits did you take from Dazai to keep talking for him?"

Hearing what I said, Verlaine frowned, his handsome face was full of gloom: "Brother knows that Osamu Dazai made you sad, but your taste has dropped too much."

Obviously he doesn't like Mr. Oda very much, but it's my own business who I'm with, and I don't care about Verlaine's ideas at all.

So, I just looked at him indifferently: "Why do you have an opinion?"

Verlaine looked at me and shook his head helplessly: "It's good that Zhong also likes it, but if you lack fatherly love, you might as well consider Mr. Sen."

Mr. Mori is not someone to joke about, and my face immediately turned cold.

If it weren't for the weakness in the limbs now, I really want to punch him in the face.

"Okay, I won't say anything." Verlaine shook his head helplessly, and left me in the room.

By the time I recovered from the shower, Verlaine was already training his students.

Not wanting to disturb his work, I quietly left his room and saw another man with iris eyes.

Osamu Dazai stood here for a long time, and he didn't know how long he waited.

After seeing me, there was light in his eyes and he was about to come and talk to me.

I simply ignored Osamu Dazai who was waiting for me at the door, and walked around him into the elevator.

Osamu Dazai also followed, and graciously helped me press the floor.

I ignored him, just leaned in the corner and took out my mobile phone to call Mr. Oda.

Originally, I should have sent him a message, but now I'm so tired that I don't even want to move my fingers.

Oda Sakunosuke also seemed to have heard my abnormality, so he asked me: "Are you sick? I shouldn't have made you drink so much yesterday."

I finally confirmed that Mr. Oda is fine, and I breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired from training."

Mr. Oda Saku said: "Yesterday, I was too rude in front of Mr. Nakahara."

Although Mr. Oda was late, I had already punished him, and now I frowned when I heard him say this: "We are already lovers, you don't have to call me Mr. Nakahara, you can call me by my name."

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment and asked me back: "Then Chusei should also call me by my name."

Lovers really should be more intimate, so should I call Oda-san Sakunosuke?

Under Dazai's obscure gaze, I called out affectionately, "Odasaku, then I'll call you this, okay?"

"Okay, you can call me whatever Chuya wants." Mr. Oda agreed and then said: "But the Mr. Zhongyuan I just mentioned is not you, but your brother. Last night, he took you away Doesn't seem very happy."

The person who took me away last night was Verlaine, and I stood up straight in shock: "He is the Mr. Zhongyuan you mentioned?"

Oda Sakunosuke on the other end of the phone asked me in a daze, "What did I do wrong?"

Verlaine would definitely not want Mr. Oda to call him Paul, I hesitated for a while and could only reply: "It's okay, just call him Verlaine next time we meet."

Realizing that I might have made a mistake, Mr. Oda on the other end of the phone fell silent for a long time, but I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

No wonder Verlaine's attitude was so strange.

It's a pity that I was drunk last night, otherwise I really wanted to see that scene.

Just then the elevator opened, and a red-haired woman in a kimono walked in. She smiled softly after seeing me, "Chuya, who are you chatting so happily with?"

She is Koyo Ozaki, the woman who took care of me when I joined the organization, and the person in charge of torture information collection among the five major cadres of the Port Mafia.

One is in charge of information torture and the other is in charge of assassination. Sister Hongye and my brother Verlaine have a tacit understanding in many aspects.

Although she was asking me, she might not know the truth of the matter. After all, Verlaine obtained all the information of Sakunosuke Oda.

If he wanted to skip Osamu Dazai overnight and investigate the members of our partner armed detective agency without telling Mr. Mori, Verlaine must have had an affair with Miss Hongye.

Whether I was brought back by Verlaine last night or my new lover should have been recorded at this moment.

If Big Sister Hongye knew it, it would be better to be frank and lenient.

So, under Hongye's eyes, I touched my hat a little embarrassedly and said, "His name is Oda Sakunosuke, and he is a pretty good person."

Koyo Ozaki smiled very softly, she reached out her hand to touch my hair and said with a smile: "Since I like it, I will bring it here someday so I can get to know you."

It was so easy to pass the level, I was a little unbelievable but still nodded.

The author has something to say: Wherever Ozaki Koyo is, just ignore Dazai Osamu, and all other choices will automatically +20 favorability.

I don't want to write so much trouble, so I just get together and meet other Dazai.

感谢在2021-09-0720:28:44~2021-09-0822:33:35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 who irrigate the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Jian Sheng; 5 bottles of comfort for the big brothers;

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