Gojo Satoru's attitude towards Osamu Dazai suddenly improved a lot.

Not only did he treat him to drink pearl milk tea that he didn't like, but he also helped him across the road and walked back into the subway.

In order to thank Gojo Satoru for his kindness, Osamu Dazai wrote him a medical certificate and asked him to take it to ask for leave.

"This person has a disease, the disease is in the brain, and it is very serious."

Gojo Satoru stared at it for a long time: "I still think you're scolding me."

"How come, I've been talking like this."

"Then doctor, you must have many enemies, right?"

Osamu Dazai: "Anyone who can't kill me is trash."

Gojo Satoru gave up discussing this issue with him, and said bluntly: "This won't work, write another one that can fool people."

"Yes, but you have to pay more."

After being taken advantage of again, Osamu Dazai turned on the computer, tapped it, and gave Gojo Satoru a [-]-word diagnostic explanation with the perfunctory rigor of Boss Mori.

"About the Side Effects and Potential Dangers of Six Eyes"

After Gojo Satoru finished reading it, he had a new understanding of his six eyes——shit, this has nothing to do with his eyes except that it is called six eyes.

But the wonderful thing is that the appearances and symptoms written here are very consistent with other people's speculation about the six eyes.And the exaggeration is just right, making people feel that this matter must be resolved, without violating everyone's impression of Gojo Satoru.

Looking at it himself, he felt that he was covering up his serious illness and smiling at life, and using a funny look to tease other people could be among the top ten people in Tokyo who moved him.

What is professionalism, this is professionalism!

"Doctor, you are simply the best doctor I've ever seen!" He put his hand on Osamu Dazai's shoulder, trying to express his friendliness, and asked him to write a few more high-level health analyzes for himself, so that he could use it to spread rumors.

Osamu Dazai avoided his movements calmly, and showed the expression of disgust that a straight man should have towards a man: "I advise you to give up that idea, I don't want to fight against the upper class of the magic world."

Wujo Wu: "You are not afraid of me, but you are afraid of them?"

"I'm just a weak doctor. I'm afraid of everyone except the patients." He was perfunctory, his eyes had already started to wander away.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"People who can protect me."

Gojo Satoru is not happy now: "You figure it out, with me here, you still need someone to protect you?"

He gave each other a strange look: "You don't want to stay with me all the time, do you?"

Gay or not?

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Gojo Satoru felt that he was being looked at with colored eyes. He was wronged, but he didn't know what to say.

The house that would not be disturbed on weekdays was ringing the doorbell in the middle of the night.

After receiving the news from Mr. Dazai "Can I trouble Akutagawa to come to Tokyo to protect me", I was so excited that I broke into Tatsuhiko Shibusawa's house overnight (causing the other party to almost burn the clothes given to Dazai), took the clothes ordered by Osamu Dazai and broke into Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who ran to Tokyo with Izumi Kyoka in the room of the underage girl (causing him to be almost beaten to death by Koyo Ozaki), adjusted his appearance repeatedly before the door was opened, and then looked at the closed door expectantly .

Izumi Kyoka on the side didn't know how to face Dazai Osamu, but seeing him like this, he was speechless.

As a self-confessed feline, Atsushi Nakajima is still reading books on psychology (brand new books brought from Dazai's house) at the moment, and when he heard the doorbell, he came out consciously to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a black strip of cloth stretched out like a spider with its eight legs spread out behind a person, and a white shopping bag was hung on the strip.

Atsushi Nakajima thought he saw some abandoned pet coming to seek revenge, and was about to see if he could negotiate (if not, then do it), when he heard the other party ask him in words full of resentment and doubts: "Who are you, and why are you here under Mr. Dazai? house?"

Atsushi Nakajima:?

"No, this is my house."

I don't know when the tall man appeared at the door, leaning against the door, stepping on the door frame, his wide neckline slanted down, half of his shoulders and deep collarbone casually, fluffy and messy white hair covering his eyes, beautiful blue Colored eyes looked at them lazily and examiningly.

There is a sense of déjà vu that big cats are observing the mortals who step into their territory.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly showed a shocked expression.

Dazai Osamu, who came out a step later, grabbed the door frame on the other side, greeted Izumi Kyoka first, and then said to Akutagawa, "What's your expression, Akutagawa?"

"Mr. Dazai." Akutagawa first greeted him respectfully, then covered his mouth and coughed twice, with a calm tone mixed with sadness, "I just found out that Mr. Dazai really likes white hair and cats."

Dazai:?

"When did I say that?"

Don't just add strange settings to him, okay?He just walked out of the fake Xia Youjie's words, and he can look at the world with integrity.

How did this spread rumors about him again?

"Because the leader has black hair, and the Armed Detective Agency has white hair, so choose the latter. Because Kyoka and I have black hair and the two of them have white hair, so you choose them." Akutagawa pointed at the bar jealously. The boy and the man in front of Mr. Dazai, "Before you left, you told me that it would be fine if I were a cat, so did you find two cat-like people in the end?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke said it very seriously, and also quoted Osamu Dazai's nonsense when he was running away.

It was immediately believable.

At least Gojo Satoru believed it, and felt a sudden enlightenment. "It turns out that you have been targeting me because you like me—but I still won't forgive you."

Osamu Dazai often used "Do you like me when you target me like this" to disgust people: "..."

"Don't turn people into cats, cats are so cute, people can't compare with them." Taking off the clothes hanging on the Rashomon, he said to Atsushi Nakajima, "Atsushi, let him see, cats How cute it is."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Huh?"

Osamu Dazai: "Show him how your cat family welcomes new partners."

Without waiting for others to understand what he meant, a huge white tiger appeared under the moonlight, threw down the thin young man fiercely, and then opened its bloody mouth - licking the young man's cheek affectionately.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa struggled hard, but was firmly pressed by the opponent's claws, so he could only accept this "welcome" behavior in humiliation.

And the companion he brought, Quan Jinghua, known as "with outstanding talent for assassination", blushed like a little girl who couldn't move when she saw a cat, and slowly, slowly stretched out her hand to touch it. tiger.

"Get along well, Atsushi, Kyoka, and Akutagawa."

Satisfied with the scene, Osamu Dazai walked into the room with his clothes in his arms, and Gojo Satoru grabbed the collar after taking a step: "Wait, don't you explain the situation?"

Osamu Dazai turned around blankly: "Explain what?"

Gojo Satoru: "I originally planned to only take you in, but because Tiger is still cute, I kept him as an extra. What do you mean by having two more now? Do you think my place is a free homestay?"

Instead of panicking, Dazai rejoiced: "Then I'll move out right away?"

"Forget it, they don't seem to have much to eat, I can afford it." Gojo Satoru chose to compromise, and returned to the room after saying good night.

He planned to give Osamu Dazai the whole job tomorrow.

His brain may not be as good as the opponent's, but the lower limit is not necessarily lower than the other.

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