Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

After hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Osamu Dazai felt something wrong all over his body. Gojo Satoru thought it was nothing at first, but when he saw his expression, he also felt something was wrong.

Gojo Wu: "Why don't you just forget about it, let your silver gradient buy clothes for you tomorrow."

"Okay, good night." After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he tried to find a room without Gojo Satoru to lie down. Although the magic spirit does not need to sleep, it is also very tiring to suffer so many crimes after performing this day.

"No, wait, I have something to ask you."

He stopped and looked over quietly.

Gojo Satoru showed the enthusiasm and kindness of the people in Tokyo, and asked him if he needed help: "It is said that you were kidnapped here, do you have any enemies in Tokyo?"

Osamu Dazai also expressed his sorrow for being implicated and suffering, hoping that the other party can reflect on it: "I have many enemies, but none related to the magic world."

"It seems that doctor, your interpersonal relationship is very bad, and you often do things that will make you enmity with others." A certain conjurer pretended to be stupid, and taunted the other party by the way.

"Who knows, they may be jealous of my excellence."

"Although it's normal for a person like you, doctor, to die suddenly, my treatment is still going on, and it's better for you to be alive." Wutiao Wu gnawed the last bite of melon, and threw the melon rind into the trash can, not forgetting his kindness "How about this, you stay with me for a while, and when I catch the guy who kidnapped you, I'll send you back to the clinic."

Osamu Dazai's expression became strange again: "You mean, do you want to raise me?"

"It can be said that after all, the doctor who has no other patients, you do live on my treatment fee... Is there any problem?"

"If possible, I want to be raised by a beautiful young lady, like that lovely lady doctor just now."

Gojo Satoru: "Go to bed early. I'm starting to have hallucinations."

When Atsushi Nakajima saw Osamu Dazai alive and kicking the next day, he didn't look surprised, and went to buy him breakfast and clothes obediently.

Ordinary casual clothes were worn with a sense of luxury. After sighing that "Mr. Dazai looks good no matter what he wears", Atsushi Nakajima felt guilty for "I actually wear such cheap clothes for Mr. Dazai".

"I'm going to live in Wujo's house for a while, so let's go shopping!"

Osamu Dazai enthusiastically suggested that he hadn't visited Tokyo well yet, and that he had been on missions before, or was kidnapped and detained, so he didn't have the interest or time to wander around.

But when he really started shopping, Osamu Dazai got bored after a while.

He was sitting on the bench, leaning his hands against the chair, his chin resting on his arm, looking extremely weak: "Dun Dun, go and buy me Long Island iced tea."

The well-behaved little tiger nodded, piled up the bought things at Dazai Zhi's feet, and asked innocently, "Are you going to buy it at a milk tea shop?"

Osamu Dazai: "Maybe there will be."

I feel that Dun who came out of the pet shop is too well-behaved and sensible, and he lacks a lot of sense of accomplishment when he is bullied.

"Huihui, go and buy me pearl milk tea, and a strawberry-flavored cone."

Gojo Satoru sat on the other side of the bench, imitating Osamu Dazai, with his hands resting on the chair, his chin resting on his arm, trying to convey a message of weakness.

But his imitation was too clumsy, his texture and expression were not in place, and he even put one leg on the chair to occupy the remaining position. In Fu Heihui's view, he was no different from a rascal.

"You go by yourself." Fu Heihui ruthlessly refused Master Li's request, and grabbed Atsushi Nakajima who was about to leave, "Long Island iced tea is alcohol, and milk tea shops don't have it."

Atsushi Nakajima groaned and asked, "Then where can I buy it?"

"...I said, is it necessary to spoil him so much? He is obviously teasing you." Fu Heihui looked at him completely looking at the poor little man who had gone astray and was persecuted by unscrupulous adults, trying to wake him up. other side.

Atsushi Nakajima took out a pamphlet from his arms, and the sharp-eyed people read out the title on it.

""Guidelines for Owner Care"??"

"Ah, yes." He deftly flipped through the booklet, stopped at a certain page, and showed it to them.

They couldn't help but read aloud again.

"When the owner is depressed, he must first follow the other party's words. As for whether to follow, you can judge for yourself."

If doubts can be turned into substance, their question marks can fill this space.

"Let me have a look." Gojo Satoru reached out and snatched the booklet from Atsushi Nakajima, and opened it from the first page.

[If you have a cheerful and smiling master, congratulations, you can play with him in the most beautiful spring flowers; Snuggle up and bask in the sun on the coldest winter days. 】

【Taking care of the owner is a delicate matter that requires patience, because their lives always cast haze and dust in subtle places. 】

[Remind the host to eat, because when people don't want to eat, the lingering flame on the ashes of the old days will burn their lives. 】

……

What I thought was a pamphlet full of absurd and deceitful words was written with gentle brushwork by the author.

"Who wrote this?" Asked Osamu Dazai who came to read it together.

Atsushi Nakajima: "It was written by an old man who would occasionally come to the pet shop to chat with the store manager or write something."

There are some young children in the pet shop who are looking forward to their life after finding their owner. The senior whose prototype is Sanhuamao specially wrote this to coax them.

"No, wait—" Fu Heihui keenly sensed something was wrong, "Pet shop?"

Where is the pet store so bold to sell living people?

This boy said something like "Master" before, so it was not a joke or a strange hobby, but he really thought so? !

Atsushi Nakajima was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

Knotweed Yuhito: "Then what breed are you?"

Osamu Dazai's tone was showing off: "It's a white tiger~ It cost me almost all my money to buy him!"

"Wow——" Nagizaki Wild Rose, who was squeezed below, squeezed away Fukuroe with great excitement, and looked at him expectantly, "Then can you show us your prototype?"

"It's not suitable for the public, and they will be arrested and sent to the zoo!" Atsushi Nakajima shook his head in embarrassment, then looked around quietly, and found that not many people were paying attention to them, so he said, "But I can show you your ears."

He lowered his head, and a pair of white plush tiger ears protruded from the silver-white hair, and he trembled a couple of times.

Then he was almost bald by rua.

Osamu Dazai, who was squeezed out of the crowd because he was too weak, said aggrievedly: "Dun Dun—I'm thirsty QAQ"

"Okay." Atsushi Nakajima discussed with him after nimbly escaping from the clutches of several people, "Mr. Dazai, you are still injured, so stop drinking. How about fruit tea or milk tea?"

"...I want fruit tea."

Gojo Satoru: "Mei—I'm thirsty too QAQ"

Fu Heihui looked indifferent: "Be thirsty."

Knotweed: "How about I buy it for the teacher?"

"I don't, I want Huimai, go quickly, or I will start to read aloud the embarrassing things you did before."

benefit:"……"

In the end, both the trio and Atsushi Nakajima ran to drink, leaving only the two adults on the bench.

Amidst the attention from passers-by from time to time, Osamu Dazai looked at Atsushi Nakajima's booklet quietly. There was an amber light in his eyes, echoing quietly like spring water under the moon.

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, bent over to reach Osamu Dazai, and looked at him from bottom to top. After failing to get a look, he asked unwillingly, "Why don't you ask me why I'm here?"

The young man blinked his pretty eyes twice, and finally came back to his senses, but suddenly lost the interest in trying to deal with the other party, and casually said, "It's not a coincidence anyway, it's up to you to monitor or observe. Of course, you also said that you fell in love with me." indefinite."