Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Gojo Satoru, as a boy who has not been in the first grade of a high school for a long time, cannot accept that he is not a straight man.

But the unexpected visual impact that day still made him dazed from time to time.

That person is like a beautiful poison, haunting and extremely dangerous.

The action of embracing "myself" is like pampering and pampering, enduring presumptuousness and arrogance one by one.

The obsession left behind by the first glimpse made him pass through without hesitation when the mirror reflected the scenery of another world again.

To ask is to be bold.

The room was the same as last time. There were not many traces of people living in it. It looked more like a guest room. There were men's clothes of various sizes in the closet, which seemed to be prepared for similar situations.

Opening the door and going out, he found that the house looked familiar.

Didn't he buy it after he came to Tokyo?

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

Inexplicably, he had the illusion that he was short of a wife when his house was ready.

Going to the living room again, he saw a person sitting on the sofa.

The man was wearing a white suit and a long coat. He pushed back one side of his hair and looked down at the book, giving people a sense of tenderness and tranquility.

Gojo Satoru always felt that something was wrong. This sense of wrongness was not only caused by the other party's different temperament from that night and the strange bandage wrapped around the other party's body, but also the breath.

Why does he feel that his future wife is not human?

Osamu Dazai looked up at the young visitor from another world, and said gently: "If you don't want to go back, just sit and play for a while. Electronic devices after more than ten years are still very fragrant."

He handed over the tablet, exactly the same way as coaxing Xiaowu.

Compared with some guys who looked like himself, he obviously liked people who looked like Gojo Satoru more.

There is a feeling of knowing each other's past.

When Gojo Satoru was a teenager, he seemed to be the kind of straight man who hated cats and hated dogs and had no emotional intelligence.

He is also an arrogant and fearless, bright and innocent cute young man.

While thinking about it, Osamu Dazai opened the refrigerator and gave strawberry pudding to the guests while the partner was not at home.

The guest has hugged the only Kikufu pillow on the sofa very familiarly, holding a tablet in his hand, and his eyes are following Osamu Dazai.

Gojo Satoru squeezed the sides of the pillow. After more than ten years of development, the material of the inner core of the pillow has also made great progress. Very realistic.

Really fragrant.

"Why is there only one pillow on the sofa, aren't you two?"

Single and young, he questioned.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him and said with a smile, "I usually hold it."

The young man still didn't quite understand what he meant, but he didn't ask again, but looked away reservedly, and played with the tablet.

He still felt that he should not be interested in men, so he didn't ask who the other party was.

He will definitely be with girls who are cute, beautiful and have a great figure in the future!

Knowing too much will definitely affect his decision.

Osamu Dazai called the subject and asked him to bring back a lunch.

Although he often lives in Tokyo now, Atsushi remains in Yokohama (currently trying to become a detective), regardless of food.

The food he cooked would cause accidents, and Gojo Satoru didn't always have time to cook, so he basically ate out at noon.He doesn't need to eat human food, and it's over when he comes back and hugs and nibbles a couple of bites.

Gao Zhuanwu downloaded a game, and while waiting for the download, he really couldn't hold back and glanced at Osamu Dazai from time to time.

Osamu Dazai felt a little cute, so he put down the book in his hand, and took the initiative to chat with him: "Is there anything in particular you want to know about the future?"

Gao Zhuanwu blinked his eyes, and wanted to ask him something, but he was a little bit resistant, so he struggled for a while and asked other questions: "Where's Jie?"

Osamu Dazai had a weird expression: "I'm at school."

Hearing this, he looked down at the year 2018 displayed on the tablet, then looked up at the other person, and confirmed, "Go to school?"

Dazai: "That's right, he's still in the first year of the High School of Curse Arts. Gojo Satoru is still his homeroom teacher."

Gao Zhuanwu immediately borrowed Dazai's phone number to call Xia Youjie, asked the other party to turn on the speakerphone, and then let out a frenzied and wicked laugh.

"I didn't expect Xia Youjie, you would become my student in the future."

Xia Youjie on the other side of the phone: "...Are you Wu from the high school period?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the partner of the owner of the phone is on his way home to kill you."

When a certain people's teacher heard that his wife asked him to bring a lunch home, he made a good guess about the matter.

Bring a fart lunch, he wants to beat each other for a long time.

Osamu Dazai sat gracefully on the sofa, hugged Kikufuku's pillow, the BGM was played quietly, the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, and the sound of scolding each other came from time to time.

The two voices are very similar, but the one that makes painful sounds from time to time is more youthful.

This wave, this wave made me hit myself.

After a while, the adult walked in with the minor with a painted face, threw the other party on the beanbag away from Osamu Dazai, and said to Osamu Dazai with a bad face: "How many times have you taken my sweets again?" For this group of guys who don't need to talk to each other."

Osamu Dazai said earnestly, "They are still children, don't be so fierce."

But got a complaint from someone.

"Are you thinking I'm old?"

"How could it be? My boyfriend is the cutest, handsome and charming existence in the world."

Osamu Dazai stood up, patted his head comfortingly, and then handed the pillow in his hand to Gao Zhuanwu, who had been beaten up and couldn't use the inversion technique to heal his handsome face, so his complexion was even uglier.

It fully shows the level of Duan Shui Master.

But a certain person would not allow him to level the water. The 1.9-meter-large man was completely on Dazai Osamu's body, stretched out his own skinny hand in front of him, and said aggrievedly: "That bastard beat your son!" friend."

Gao Zhuan, who was severely beaten and still disfigured, stared wide-eyed, as if he didn't expect his future self to be so shameless.

She actually intentionally hit him to gain affection.

Osamu Dazai dragged him back to the sofa to sit down in a funny way, pretending that he couldn't reverse the spell, and healed him.

The other party pushed forward and said, "Shouldn't you kiss me and say it doesn't hurt?"

Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Gojo, you are 29 years old this year."

Just don't be so naive, okay?

Gao Zhuanwu, who was really in pain, said coldly: "Childish."

"What's wrong with me being naive, I have a wife, do you have one?" An adult asked knowingly, hugging his partner while playing with his mobile phone and ignoring him, carrying out the activity of showing affection to the end.

Gao Zhuanwu, who had never seen the world, finally understood what Osamu Dazai meant when he said "I usually hug".

Shocked.

Feeling that he couldn't stay any longer, he stood up dejectedly, hit the bastard with a pillow, and was bounced off infinitely without any accident, so he went back from the mirror in the room angrily.

Probably because the world he was in was the mirror of time and space that opened the channel with private goods. Gojo Satoru still remembered what happened in the mirror when he went back this time, and was even laughed at by Xia Youjie and Nitro because of his injuries.

He tried his best to become stronger, and waited for some time to go to fight with the opponent again, but he hadn't seen any changes in the mirror for several months, and it was useless to install a few mirrors.

Not long after entering the second grade, Gojo Satoru suddenly said to Xia Youjie, "I think it's time for me to fall in love, what do you think?"

Xia Youjie, who already had some understanding of what happened, said, "Be sober, you don't even know their names."

And I don't think you are like this, you can get a wife if you find someone.

It doesn't mean you can fall in love smoothly just because you are good-looking, silly boy.

Xia Youjie, who kept everything silent, looked at Wujo Wu lovingly.

Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude was very firm.

With the determination and courage not to hit the south wall and not look back, he left the task to Xia Youjie and played truant by himself.

Xia Youjie:?

Gojo Satoru was confused about where to find a partner, but by chance, he entered a pet shop. After hearing his distress, the owner of the pet shop enthusiastically recommended his pets.

They can change whatever objects they want.

The recommendation of the beautiful boss did not get his smile.

"No, I want you to help me find my partner instead of giving me a fake one."

The smile on Earl D's face gradually faded, and he began to suspect that this person was here to mess things up: "We don't provide search services here."

Gojo Satoru: "Didn't you say that you can provide emotional help?"

The boss looked at the cake that the other party was carrying, and made a final concession: "Tell me about the characteristics of the person you are looking for, maybe I will know you."

Gojo Satoru: "Male, he is very good-looking, and he likes to wear a lot of bandages."

No description except for the last one.

If he didn't know who it was, the earl would have let the dog bite the middle school boy.

"I seem to know who you're talking about." He said gently and kindly, "That's not a person who is easy to fall in love with. I think you need some help to make you like him."

Wutiao Enlightenment is doubtful: "Let's listen to it."

Earl: "There is no one who doesn't like cats."

Three minutes later, the owner of the pet shop came out of the door, holding a cardboard box in his hand, and there was a cute fluffy little white cat in the cardboard box.

He shuttled among the crowd, and the crowd spontaneously gave way to his path, but no one cast their eyes on him.

Ten minutes later, he put the cardboard box at the door of the Armed Detective Agency, and Shi Shiran left.

If a man becomes a cat, isn't the cake his?

Osamu Dazai, who was also late today, kicked a cardboard box when he entered the door. He lowered his head and looked at the kitten who woke up suddenly inside.

Kitty Maomao has a pair of particularly beautiful blue eyes, blue with green, clear and beautiful, far better than gems.

His eyes are also particularly agile, and he seems very excited when he sees him.

"Oh, it's a cute cat that no one will dislike!"

Osamu Dazai exclaimed, lowered his body and picked up the cardboard box, then put it in a hidden place where it wouldn't block the door, and walked into the office with his hands in his pockets.