The next day, Fu Heihui, who heard that Wujo Wuzhen was seriously ill, opened the door and saw a family of four (?) sitting in harmony at the dining table, and wearing an apron, coming out of the kitchen with words written all over their faces. The virtuous Wujo Wu.

They were shocked.

He even closed the door to calm down before opening it again.

This time, he directly looked at Gojo Satoru, who was full of virtuousness, and the other party smiled very gently and said: "I have made your breakfast, come in and eat together."

Nagasaki Wild Rose looked at him suspiciously: "Is the food you cook edible? Are you trying to punish us?"

Gojo Satoru couldn't help revealing his true nature: "Do you have any misunderstanding of the omnipotent Gojo Satoru?"

Atsushi Nakajima said: "Mr. Gojo's cooking is very delicious, come and eat together."

Knotaba Yuhito, who hadn't eaten, had consciously sat opposite Atsushi Nakajima and next to Ryunosuke Akutagawa, filled a bowl of soup for himself to cool down, and picked up a bowl of rice.

Megumi Fukuro was the last one to sit down, and there was only one thing left to do. He inevitably sat between Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru, facing Kizaki across the long table.

He inexplicably has a sense of "the first meal of the reorganized family", but this weird atmosphere is even more important than when he went to Tsumiji's house for the first time.

"So they are?" he finally couldn't resist asking before eating.

Gojo Satoru said before Dazai Osamu said, "Yes, the two of us will raise these three children together."

Osamu Dazai:?

This is definitely wrong, but I couldn't find a point to refute it for a while.

With the other party's puzzled and terrified expression, Gojo Satoru made persistent efforts, stretched out his long hand to pick up a piece of crab meat tempura and put it in the other party's bowl: "The crab I just bought this morning should be Dazai. Do you like it?" the taste of."

A weird atmosphere permeated the dining table.

Osamu Dazai felt that his favorite crab was no longer delicious, so he tried to save the situation: "Mr. Gojo, although I am very grateful that you are willing to take us in, I am sorry that I cannot accept your feelings."

The others gasped.

I immediately understood what this strange sense of déjà vu was.

Good guy, these two people have developed a relationship that goes beyond the doctor-patient relationship.

The high school trio has even buckled down the details and suddenly realized.

No wonder Gojo Satoru, who has never been sick, suddenly went to Yokohama to see a doctor. It turned out that he saw a doctor.

No wonder they always feel that these two people are weirdly similar, so they are husband and wife (?).

No wonder Gojo Satoru told them to rescue Osamu Dazai when they saw him in distress.

Many things were explained at once.

Fu Heihui: "Although I should say some blessings now, I don't want you two to be together from the bottom of my heart."

Knotweed: "Hey, why?"

Although both of them are men, no one here cares about gender (Dazai: No, I really care).

Nazaki said bitterly, "Because I will be persecuted twice!"

Fu Heihui, who has been victimized for many years, has started to have a headache, and another cold-faced cool guy on the table suddenly slapped the table and said, "Didn't Mr. Dazai say it? He doesn't accept this person's feelings."

Osamu Dazai gave him a moved look, never expecting that Akutagawa would have such a sensible day.

Izumi Kyoka, who silently ate a whole bowl of soup tofu, raised her head, said thank you to Gojo Satoru for the hospitality, and mentioned another thing: "I want to go shopping later, can I borrow your car?"

Gojo Gojo generously took out a bunch of keys and handed them to her: "Yes. You can also get a few keys to the villa by the way, so that Dazai won't always pick the lock to come in."

The scene was very harmonious, and there was even a taste of filial piety, which made Osamu Dazai's refusal seem pale and powerless.

Others looked a little drunk.

"No, wait, this girl doesn't have a driver's license yet?" Fu Heihui tried to stop them.

Leaving aside the question of whether or not she would, he even doubted whether the girl could step on the accelerator and brake.Looks like it doesn't even reach 1.5m.

"That's right, my car seems to be a bit too big for Xiao Jinghua, then——you can send her there!"

Nazaki: "I'll go too, I'll go too, I'm familiar with this commercial street, I can take her there if she wants to buy anything!"

Going shopping on weekdays is so delicious, and you can also take the opportunity to experience a luxury car of Gojo Satoru.

Moreover, this girl is not only shorter than her, but also has a flower in her name, and she is cute, which brings great comfort to her who is surrounded by a group of tall orangutans.

She finally!no!The shortest!

Gojo Satoru: "Then all six of you can go, we will see each other often in the future, so get along well~"

Fu Heihui: ...The reorganized family has a stronger sense of sight, hey!

After the children had all left, the cloud on Dazai Osamu's face could not be dispelled for a long time.

Gojo Satoru put the bowl into his hand: "I cook, you can wash the dishes, Dazai."

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have said those things that offended you." Osamu Dazai chose to admit his mistake.

It's not that he's really convinced, but that there's no need to continue confronting the opponent.

It was almost time to act, if Gojo Satoru kept staring at him, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

It's better to make him feel like he won.Improve the relationship, and it will be easier to operate later.

Gojo Satoru pulled up a chair and sat in a social posture, with a smile on his face, showing no emotion: "Doctor, didn't you say that you usually talk like that?"

"That's how you talk to others." Osamu Dazai looked sincerely, "From today on, you are my good sister!"

Gojo Satoru: "Huh? Sister?"

"Don't you like men? I heard that gays like to call each other sisters."

"No, I like women." Gojo Satoru felt that it was unreasonable for him to be misunderstood as a straight man. He emphasized, "I like beautiful women with a good figure."

Osamu Dazai smirked: "You say it's a coincidence, so do I."

So can everyone not be so gay when speaking, can you? !

Gojo Satoru understood what he was saying, and said indifferently, "Everyone is straight, so if you're gay, nothing will happen."

Anyway, it's just disgusting people, they know it well.

Osamu Dazai: "That's right."

"Then my good brother, what do you want to do in Tokyo?"

Osamu Dazai explained to him fluently: "Do you still remember why you came to my clinic?"

"I thought you wouldn't bring this up again." Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "I was chasing a special magic spirit into it, but the magic spirit disappeared, and you were using his fire to roast crabs."

Also eliminated the traces of the other party's existence.

"Because of some things that don't need to be explained, I actually belong to the national control personnel, so the information about me is kept secret. The arrival of that curse spirit means that someone is watching me. I thought it was resolved and I didn't It happened, so I concealed it from you. But... you also know what happened later."

Wujo Wu thought that the other party was really pretending to say that he was whiter than his hair.

He pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Then you came to Tokyo, could it be that you want to call the police for help?"

"No, I want to come and play with him." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and chuckled, crossing his slender and pale hands on his knees, looking very gentle and delicate.

"I am a kind doctor. I like to help people like this kind of people who can't think about it and have problems with their brains."

Naohua, who had made an appointment with Osamu Dazai today, suddenly felt a chill behind him, and looked around, only the ignorant mantra and the silent Shizuko Yamashita.

"Don't contact Dazai Osamu without authorization, that's not a man you can deal with." He reminded the other party sternly.

Shizuko Yamashita looked at him silently, her eyes moved.

"You don't—you really think he's a good man, do you?" He looked mocking, "He has cheated more women than you have cheated."

She still didn't speak, the light in her eyes dissipated, presenting a silence like stagnant water.

A killing intent that no one knew was accumulated in the bottom of my heart.

And a certain criminal man who had cheated countless women was walking on the streets of Tokyo, and his eyes were attracted by a beautiful woman.

That's not an ordinary beauty, but the kind of beauty that is so beautiful and sexy that men want to sleep with each other when they see her.

Behind her is a half-person-high locomotive, her round and slender legs bent backwards and stepping on the car support, the thighs between the knee-length boots and the tight short dress are surprisingly white, and the glances in her eyes are lazy and attractive.

There is nothing better than this.

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