Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Gojo Satoru grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand and pulled him in from the window sill.

While holding him tightly in his arms, he said honestly: "Actually, you haven't agreed to be with me yet."

Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it: "According to outside rumors, it's almost our first wedding anniversary."

After he finished speaking, he said "tsk tsk" twice: "It turned out that you didn't even get a kiss."

Gojo Satoru: "...It's your problem."

"Because I like you?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, but he was able to guess some thoughts of his future self.

Gojo Satoru put him on the sofa, and humbly asked for advice: "Expand and talk about it."

"It's hard to imagine that I will live to be 22 years old." Dazai Osamu said the scary words nonchalantly, "Although what you see now I am still thinking about how to live, but I know clearly that despair will always come of."

At this time, he just had the capital to challenge Mori Ogai, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to live with the people he valued.

So I'm trying to find hope of living.

But this does not mean that he can be optimistic, the accumulated emotions are still filling the night, and he only feels hopeless, dazed and afraid of the future.

This has changed from habit to instinct.

"Is his character bad? If he didn't die and didn't make any changes, I guess I would start thinking about what to destroy."

Then, afraid of hurting important people, he tried his best to endure and restrain himself, so as not to become a crazy devil.

Then little by little the pain and despair accumulate.

Where is the energy to love someone well?

"I think it's very cute." Wujo Satoru gave a sincere answer, "My personality fits me very well."

The depressed emotions disappeared after a strange pause. Osamu Dazai enthusiastically touched Gojo Satoru's hand: "I think the two of us can join hands, and we can play differently every day."

Gojo Satoru held his hand and responded enthusiastically, "Yes."

Osamu Dazai became excited: "Is there anything more interesting recently?"

"Do you have an idea to study in a college?"

"I see. You don't want to harm people with me at all, but you want to harm me."

Osamu Dazai shook off his hand and was about to leave as he spoke.

Gojo Satoru is not worth it.

Just know to trick him into going to school.

"I just want to stay with you." Gojo Satoru quickly clinged to him, and whispered coquettishly, "I can't leave the students alone, and of course I don't want you to stay alone."

"I still have Dun."

There are many places to play, so I don't want to go to school.

"Then I'll take another leave."

"You can't leave the students alone?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and asked him in his own words.

Gojo Satoru said without any psychological burden: "Megumi and the others are already mature children, and they will take care of themselves."

And judging from his breath, he will soon return to his original state.

Osamu Dazai is dying.

There was a strong evil spirit outside the door, and the iron door was knocked loudly.

The two looked at each other with unreasonable guilt.

Osamu Dazai: "Is there anywhere to go?"

He was fine when he was a child, but now he really can't stand Yu Yihu's excessive concern.

Scared.

Gojo Satoru gave a suggestion: "Go to your house."

Dazai, who is so poor that only beauty is left, Ji was shocked: "It's really surprising, I still have a home."

"You became a psychiatrist later, didn't you?"

"I was also surprised by this. I thought that I would never be a beast like Mr. Sen in my life."

"Everyone praises you for your kindness."

"I almost believed it."

The two packed up and ran away quietly.

And the forgotten Dun Dun stood beside Yu Yihu, pretending to know nothing.

Osamu Dazai sincerely invites Gojo Satoru to sleep with him at night, but he refuses.

Gojo Satoru was very sad but determined: "You are still a minor! I want to control myself before I become a beast."

Dazai leaned against the door frame, and raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Suddenly want to record this passage of yours and send it to Mr. Mori."

People in the mafia are generally precocious, and there is nothing they can't do at the age of 17. Nakahara Chuya already knows how to drink and smoke at this time, and he has also made many girlfriends at this time.

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru, who seems to have no lower limit, actually knows that he can't attack minors.

Gojo Satoru remembered the terrible hobby of a certain mafia leader, and asked vigilantly, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"Except for squeezing my labor force and causing me mental harm, none of the things you worried about happened."

The relationship between him and Mori Ogai in this world is particularly bad.

The tasks given to him by someone as the leader are one after another, and in many cases, several tasks are assigned at the same time.

007 wakes up busier than Gojo Satoru.

"Do you need me to beat him up to vent your anger?"

"That's not necessary, I have caused him a lot of trouble." The kind Dazai sighed, and continued, "Let's find a reason to smash his building some other day."

Gojo Satoru nodded knowingly: "You are really kind."

After a pleasant conversation, Osamu Dazai closed the door of his room and went to sleep.

Every moment new memories flooded into his mind, like old ashes and dust, each one as depressing and joyless as he'd expected it to be.

Memory and reality overlapped and conflicted. For him, sleep should really ease it.

But I also want to look at Gojo Satoru, and I can do anything, as long as I look at each other.

It's like trying to open your eyes and stare at the night light beside the bed before entering a nightmare. When he looked at the other party, he felt that the abyss was far away from him, and the current world still made people feel happy.

Sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, mentally exhausted to the critical point, Osamu Dazai finally planned to lie down and sleep.

"It suddenly occurred to me that you feel lonely sleeping alone."

The door was pushed open carelessly, and Gojo Satoru, who was holding the pillow in one hand and hugging the pillow in the other, turned on the light in the room with his elbow, then entered the door naturally, closed the door, and threw the pillow on the bed.

"I always feel that your room is empty. Is your room bigger than mine?"

He was also questioned naturally.

Osamu Dazai: "You have to know, this is the master bedroom."

It is normal to be larger than other rooms.

"Well said, I want to sleep here too."

He was speechless: "Didn't you just look like I was a noble man?"

Gojo Satoru: "Just sleep, don't do anything else today."

Not necessarily tomorrow.

According to the current speed, he might become an adult tomorrow, so he should do everything that should be done before Dazai thinks of him, and directly let the other party take responsibility when the time comes.

Osamu Dazai was [-]% to [-]% aware of his thoughts, and thought it was a bit funny, but he still moved to the side and let him lie down.

Gojo Satoru was a little reserved: "Let you take a look at my handsome face first, before I turn off the light and go over."

Osamu Dazai raised his hand and pressed the switch next to the bed, turning off the light.

I'm too lazy to talk to this person.

Still sleepy.

A certain white-haired person who made people worry very much did a shocking operation - he slept with his arms around Osamu Dazai's waist through a pillow that was the length of his body.

Dazai, whose face was covered with soft pillows: "..."

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to notice: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

After deeply reflecting on whether he had indulged someone too much, he stretched out his hand to press down the pillow, and said to Gojo Satoru, "I suddenly remembered that I was dead, why did you say I lived to be 22 years old?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

When he was about to say something, the other party had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

How can I sleep here? ?

Osamu Dazai who woke up again on the third morning was already 20 years old.

He made a great decision.

He wants to put Wujo Wu to sleep.

The current memory makes him very unhappy, so he wants to remember everything quickly.

It's time to eat up the food reserves.

Gojo Satoru, who didn't sleep all night, went back to the high school early the next morning.

It's almost time to enroll students, and he can't really ignore the work over there.

Fortunately, Yokohama is not far from Tokyo, rounding up to a city and a street.

After he educated Fu Heihui, "You are already a mature first-level conjurer, you must learn to perform tasks for the teacher", he went home with a double serving of milk tea.

The former Dazai had always been insensitive to this drink, but now he might be willing to share it with him.

This may be the adventurous spirit that young people dare to try.I really hope that after Dazai regains his memory, he can open up a little bit and not avoid it so much.

He doesn't eat people.

Gojo Satoru who opened the door decided to retract the above sentence.

He still wants to eat people.

It's not impossible.

Seeing someone sitting on the bed in his own shirt waiting for his partner, it's okay if he can't.What's more, he is very good.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and called to ask for three days off.

He didn't know that Noctua Masamori smashed the phone on the other side of the phone, he just teleported to the side of the bed, and asked Osamu Dazai who was playing with the phone, "Is that what I understand?"

Osamu Dazai threw away the phone, and took off his coat very abruptly: "I hope you get straight to the point."

He was hungry to tear down the house.

The excitement suddenly stopped, Gojo Satoru found that the development of the story seemed to be different from the love process he expected.

The other party's expression seemed to be saying that dinner was ready.

He suddenly realized that Osamu Dazai might not have shown that he liked him that much, or rather, it was not sure why this passionate liking came from.

He grabbed the other party's wrist and asked an inappropriate topic: "Before doing this kind of thing, let me ask you a question, how many exes do you have?"

"..." Osamu Dazai's smile disappeared slowly, but he still said honestly and in a low voice, "about twenty pages."

"More than 20 pages?!" Gojo Satoru couldn't believe it, he felt as if he had been poured cold water on his head, and he lost all charming thoughts.

No wonder he felt that some of Dazai's actions were frivolous and skilled.

It turned out to be the case.

"Only three or four pages per page. And I haven't slept with them. After all, I was very busy at the time and I wasn't a worry-free woman. I didn't have time to find a suitable one..." After explaining the other party, the face became darker. , Osamu Dazai stopped in time, and sincerely added, "But I only liked you, and never loved anyone else."

Gojo Satoru sneered, and started to button his shirt: "I'd better wait for you to recover your memory, what is too easy will not be cherished."

The dinner on the table was gone, Osamu Dazai was very sad for a moment, and made a final struggle: "Then can I have a bite of you? Just one bite."

Gojo Satoru still agreed.

Never starve him.

Osamu Dazai bit him on the neck, he couldn't stop it for a while, and the blood came out from the bite. After a moment of stiffness, he licked him twice flatteringly, and healed him with the reversal technique.

He acted too ambiguously with the intention of seducing him, but Gojo Satoru put on his clothes and left the scene stubbornly, and then went to take a cold shower.

While taking a shower, he didn't notice that a guy named Zhenren had sneaked in.

Climbing into Osamu Dazai's room through the window, Masato was very surprised to see the disheveled and depressed Osamu Dazai: "Isn't Gojo Satoru okay?"

Dazai gave him a "do you want to die" look.

Immediately, Zhenren took out a box from his arms and threw it to him: "I think you should like this."

What was contained in the box was one of the two Nuo fingers that had wandered outside, and it was also the result of their hard work during this period of time.

Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up immediately, and he said to Zhenren, "Thank you very much!"

Gojo Satoru, who had calmed down after taking a bath, just opened the bathroom door and came out, and when he was about to drink the milk tea he bought, he was thrown out of the door with the milk tea.

Osamu Dazai: "It is forbidden to step into this door again."

When Gojo Satoru met his eyes, he knew that he must have remembered everything, and immediately regretted it.

"you listen to me……"

"Don't listen, get out of here."

Osamu Dazai closed the door ruthlessly, then entered weakly and collapsed on the sofa, regretting it very much.

He knew very well why he, who hadn't recalled Gojo Satoru, liked him so much.

It was like a picture scroll of a long night without light. Someone told him at that time that there would be light in the future, and he looked forward to it with great anticipation.

Everything that happened so far after he met the female Dazai Osamu in a certain world was calculated by the other party.

Now I can only say that the most poisonous woman's heart.

So vicious.