long-lived centenarian leader

While some people are fooling around, the single Mr. Toss is being dominated.

After leaving the underground cage, the outside was as silent as if there were only the two of them, but when they walked to the ballroom, they found that there were many people here.

They stood silently, the smiles on their faces were fresh and fake, but they froze, and only fear was revealed in their eyes.

There are many others who are dominated like him.

Fyodor understood this, and began to wonder if the girl was a supernatural being.

"These people are old friends of Mr. Eamon. I invited them to Yokohama. Of course—I promised them considerable wealth."

The girl held his hand intimately, and said in a sweet voice: "Mr. Doth, do you know that when they heard that I have all the wealth of Mr. Eamon, they looked at me more than before? More eagerly, it must be because I'm more agreeable than Mr Eamon, isn't it?"

Fyodor found himself able to speak.

But he didn't follow the other person's words. People who are immersed in their own world can't listen to any comments of others.

To keep himself from being one of those people, he said: "So--lovely lady, will you dance with me?"

The girl was very happy, but tried her best to imitate the noble look, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

The music sounded, and there were only two people dancing on the dance floor with gorgeous skirts.

Angel's etiquette and dancing are actually not very good, and she often makes mistakes.

But she made herself as elegant and dignified as possible.

Just as Fyodor was thinking about how to tell a story, the other party took the initiative to bring up the key content.

"Has Mr. Tosi ever read fairy tales?"

"I've seen some."

"Do you have a favorite character?"

Fyodor carefully chose a character from Andersen's fairy tale.

"nightingale."

The smile on the girl's face told him that he had chosen the correct answer.

"I like it too." She nodded vigorously, and changed her voice, "I just don't understand why she doesn't make herself look more beautiful and gorgeous, just like a canary - constantly cultivated and evolved to be liked by everyone so that she can always be liked by the king."

Her voice was a bit sharp and piercing, not as sweet as before. She quickly realized this and restrained herself. She regained her exquisite and beautiful appearance and asked the "guests" who had been forgotten by them: "Do you think I look good? ?”

The guests who were finally able to move showed terrified expressions.

Angel said dissatisfied: "Why do you show such expressions? Do you feel uncomfortable because you think I'm not good-looking?"

They quickly put on their smiles again, and hypocritically praised her for her beauty, her cuteness, and her beautiful voice.This made Angel nod frequently, and continued to spin on the dance floor with her male partner.

Angel praised her male partner: "You are also very good-looking, elegant and have a pleasant voice."

It's a twisted farce that no one entertains.

Fyodor thought.

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Gojo Satoru, who thought today was wonderful, graciously took the clothes Dazai Osamu was wearing after being kicked off the bed.

He offered to dress the other party, but was rejected, so he regretfully took out his mobile phone and ordered an oversized round bed online.

Fooling around is not without its benefits, Osamu Dazai felt that the drug evaporated with sweating.

In his own clothes, he's that regal port mafia boss again.

He directed Gojo Satoru to open the cage.

Gojo Satoru was not as good at picking locks as he was, so he lifted up the entire cage and uprooted the flowers wrapped around the fence.

The huge cage made of gold smashed against the wall, making a crisp sound.

Didn't get anyone's attention.

Osamu Dazai's mind was much clearer now, and he guessed that Gojo Satoru had already dealt with that man.

As if he had raped someone, someone blinked innocently, and pulled a pretty red rose to him rather like a dog.

But he still didn't hold back his mouth and said: "Is this the smell of Princess Rose?"

Sleeping Beauty, also known as Princess Rose.

A big bed so comfortable you don't want to get out of bed, gorgeous decorations, thorns and roses.

It can be said to be very fairy tale.

Osamu Dazai gave him a cold look, and suddenly smiled again, the redness at the corners of his eyes had not faded, and this smile was a bit coquettish.

Gojo Satoru hadn't been excited for long, when he saw Osamu Dazai ruthlessly cut off the flower from the stem, then pulled off the upper petals one by one, and squeezed out the bright red juice.

He was a little frightened, he didn't dare to move for a moment, he let Dazai Osamu's hand stained with flower juice touch his face, Dazai Osamu gently stroked his face, and painted the red on it.

Gojo Satoru swallowed, not knowing whether it was from fear or excitement.

"Leaving aside the issue of whether the curse will work on me, even if I do fall into a deep sleep, I will definitely have someone beat you to death and be buried with you in advance."

After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he felt that this was a good idea, and rounding it up was tantamount to a successful death for love.

And the "Sleeping Beauty" status is dead, but not quite dead.

Greeting cards do not retrace his life.

Osamu Dazai, who had successfully freed himself, got out of trouble, stopped glancing at someone with an aggrieved face, and ruthlessly walked out along the stairs.

Go to the lady who "invited" them to visit.

Outside is a European-style corridor with bright lights and beautiful dance music.

Following the guidance of the music, he walked to the second floor of the magnificent ballroom.

Applause for Mr. Tosi who was forced to open.

"I hope I didn't disturb you." He leaned on the railing, his eyes full of interest.

Fyodor looked up and saw Gojo Satoru as expected.

Someone supports you, that is, it is more supportive.

"Ah, you didn't change into the clothes I prepared for you." Angel, who still didn't understand the situation, exclaimed, "Mr. Emon—where are you, why didn't you entertain my guests well?"

Gojo Satoru leaned on the railing next to Dazai Osamu and said loudly, "He's dead."

Osamu Dazai saw Angel who immediately crouched on the ground and cried loudly, and pointed to the people around him: "How many girls are you crying in anger?"

Someone's expression of "what can you do to me" can be said to be very underwhelming.

Osamu Dazai, who was treated like a prisoner, didn't show any sympathy. He said, "Will the house be demolished?"

Gojo Satoru: "I will do this!"

No professional can compare to his efficiency.

Dazai: "Tear this place down, then grab that girl and gag her."

From the Goethe incident, he discovered that the transcendent's restraint similar to "prohibiting the use of abilities" does not work on Gojo Satoru.

It's like paying a price when using the word spirit, if you can't pay the price, it won't work.

Things become very simple.

No matter whether Angel has other helpers, she can't escape now.

After Osamu Dazai gave the order, he walked out like flying steps.

Of course, he had to run quickly before the house was demolished, and Gojo Satoru couldn't teleport with him.

Fyodor, who had been in business for half a day before eliciting some information: "..."

Tsk, envious.

A beautiful villa collapsed, and the people who were finally able to move fled in panic.

And no one knows what happened in the basement of this villa.

After he came out, Osamu Dazai had a deep reflection on himself, and finally came to a conclusion—staying at the headquarters, there is nothing wrong with it.

Then let Gojo Satoru find a place to play by himself. He has to work overtime at the company, and he hasn't been back for the past few days.

Gojo Satoru was full of resentment, but thinking that he had promised not to delay the other party's work, he nodded and handed Angel to Fyodor with a stinky face.

As soon as he turned his head, he opened the forum and posted - "Ask, how can I make my lover not be addicted to work but addicted to me".

1L: It is recommended to keep him from getting out of bed.

2L: Be obsessed with work instead of obsessed with self-indulgence, reflect on whether you are not attractive enough, here is a copy of "How to Grow a Fairy" for you.

3L: Serving people in Israel cannot last long. It is recommended to prepare more toys and change the scene to keep it fresh.

4L: You are all too impure!It is recommended to buy more clothes of various styles and dress yourself well. Men must still like visual stimulation. A real vixen wants to make people addicted and wonder if it is their own problem.

……

Gojo Satoru, who received many constructive suggestions, opened the shopping software, searched one by one, and opened the door to a new world.