long-lived centenarian leader

Gojo Satoru's birthday is a day that he does not allow anyone to forget.

In order to let himself have a happy birthday, he pestered Osamu Dazai for a long time before he got him to agree to ask for leave that day.

Osamu Dazai, who had just finished his sick leave, thought to himself: He was forced to do so, and there was no other way.

After a while, let's try to see if we can let Chuya lead the class for him, shall we?

Choose a good day and auspicious day to hand over the responsibility of the organization to the other party. With so many transcendents at his back, he believes that the other party can protect Yokohama well.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, and he was nestled in the warm blanket, wanting to have a good chat with Gojo Satoru about the two things "people's physiques cannot be generalized" and "should go to bed early at night".

Gojo Satoru sat on the carpet in the living room, unwrapping presents one by one.

The two siblings sat at the table eating breakfast with Knotabagi Yuhito who had been temporarily stolen, discussing why a certain person, as an adult, should celebrate his birthday.

Fu Heihui ended the discussion with one sentence: "Mr. Wujo is probably always three years old."

Two others agreed.

Wujo Satoru felt indifferent to their discussion, childish is childish, and it is true to be pampered.

Although the people around him clamored that "Gojo Satoru is the most hated person in the whole world", they all obediently gave him presents.

Xia Youjie gave him a photo album. The photos in it included the renovated Panxingjiao, the revamped Conjuration College, a photo of him and Nanako Mimiko, photos of Nanami Kento, photos of Noctua Masato and pandas , Gojo Satoru's two students... and he didn't know what secretly took a photo of Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru walking together.

This is Gojo Satoru's past, and it will also be part of his future.

The fate of this life loved him so much that he didn't let him lose too much.

He doesn't bother to record these things himself, because he just does whatever comes to his mind and is not trapped by the past, but he is quite happy to receive this kind of gift.

In addition, there is a cat who just comes to eat and drink.

The cat has black fur and white gloves. Because of the high heating in the room, it sleeps lazily in the cat bag. It can't see at all what the news said, "The temper is too bad, it will damage the image of the church, and you can't be the town god. Cat, tell Dazai to behave better and I’ll pick it up later.”

Jiajin Glass gave him a USB flash drive filled with educational films and various popular science documents on physiological knowledge with pictures and texts, so that he could study by himself.

Qi Haijian gave him a custom-made maid outfit that can be worn by 1.9-meter men.

Others are snacks, sunglasses or winter goodies.

Gojo Satoru was surrounded by unpacked gift boxes and gifts, but he was still not satisfied. He glanced at the three people on the table with small eyes and urged, "Where are your gifts?"

Yuzu Yujin looked up blankly, with the spoon still in his mouth, he uttered vague words: "Ah?"

Gojo Satoru: "Well, you don't know, you can forgive me."

Tsumiki put down the spoon, ran to the room and took out three gifts in one go.

What Tsumiki sent was a portrait of Gojo Satoru drawn by herself. Although the painting was very cartoony, it grasped the essence of white eyelashes, blue eyes and sunglasses, and creatively added cat ears.

Fu Heihui's dolls are the surrounding dolls of Jade Dog and Toutu—even though he is the only dog ​​pie, he has everything he should have!

Another gift was brought to him by Andersen Tozumiki.

A pair of sunglasses that looked exactly like the ones he used to wear.

But Andersen's products cannot be ordinary sunglasses.

Gojo Satoru took out the manual with great interest and read it.

"This is a special pair of sunglasses. Even blind people can see things when they wear them. If you use them to see your favorite person, you will have a special experience."

He immediately put it on and looked at the other three.

It’s much clearer than before, it’s not magic power imaging, like magic power imaging and normal vision overlapping and recombining, his senses are images with normal colors, but the brain can receive feedback from magic power analysis, and there is no load on the six eyes pressure.

Very practical for him.

However, what he cares most about is——

Gojo Satoru carried the cat bag and ran into the room.

His lover was already awake, but he was still lazily hiding under the quilt, burying his face in the soft pillow, pretending not to wake up.

The reason why he was so sure was that, in his line of sight, there was a non-existent ear on the top of Osamu Dazai's head trembling, and he turned sideways alertly.

It has black cat ears, and the tip of the ear hair is white, which looks very cute.

"Dazai—" he called out to the other party with a drawn out voice, the person on the bed moved a bit, shrank his head into the quilt, and did not respond to him.

But there was a black cat tail wrapped in a soul bandage that got out from the gap between the quilt and the bedside, tentatively waved twice in the air, and then retracted some cautiously.

Gojo Satoru felt as if he had mastered some incredible new skills.

"Dazai! Get up quickly! Take a look at our fourth child."

Osamu Dazai in the quilt:? ? ?

What quadruple?

Stealing children should be done in moderation, you bastard!

He immediately lifted the quilt and sat up, looking over with sharp eyes.

As a result, he met the eyes of the little black cat who was awakened by Gojo Gojo's bluffing voice.

The two cats exploded at the same time, and the one in the cat bag let out a "meow" cry, but it gradually died down because of the other's aura, and accepted its own family position.

Osamu Dazai: "... Where did the cat come from?"

Gojo Satoru released the cat from the bag, hugged it and put it on the pillow. Once the struggling cat in his hand got close to Dazai Osamu, it would be extraordinarily well-behaved, lying on the opponent's hand carefully, and he "tsk tsk" twice Said: "This look is your own."

Osamu Dazai:?

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

His eyes fell on the sunglasses that this person was wearing uncharacteristically (Gojo Satoru doesn't wear glasses very much at home), and he guessed the truth immediately.

"What kind of weird prop did Andersen give?"

"Super cute props!" Gojo Satoru refused to answer the specific content, but urged him, "Hurry up and say birthday wishes."

He stared at the top of the other person's head and tail, trying to gauge someone's inner thoughts by their reactions.

Osamu Dazai: "Didn't you say it after twelve o'clock?"

The tail vibrated and stopped, a little anxious.

He: "Listen nicely."

Osamu Dazai: "What do you want to hear?"

His ears trembled, his back straightened a little, his whole body seemed a little still, and his anxiety doubled.

Gojo Satoru resisted the urge to throw him down, but his tone still betrayed his excitement: "Say I'm the person you love the most!"

"Don't even think about it, go out, I'm going to change clothes and get up."

Fuzzy Osamu Dazai kicks the cat out of bed and makes them roll together.

The cat rolled away, and the other rogue threw him on the bed after taking off his glasses and rubbed him violently.

Osamu Dazai, who was knocked out of his mind, took great pains to drive people out, and got up slowly by himself.

He walked out with his coat on and saw Gojo Goku graciously bringing breakfast to him, then looked at him with suggestive eyes and raised his eyebrows: "I don't think you need anything, I'll give it to you on your birthday." You make lunch."

Wujo Satoru, who was alert but not fully alert: "Don't tire you out, just cook two dishes for a while."

The firm tofu made by Dazai Osamu was carved into flowers by Gojo Satoru's skillful hands and placed on the table as a decoration.

The stewed chicken was perfectly done and smelled delicious.

Gojo Satoru devoted himself to testing the poison, and then praised its taste: "It's so delicious that it makes people float."

The others drank with confidence.

A pot of soup was drunk clean.

After eating, Gojo Satoru picked up the kitten that had settled down on the sofa. The cat frowned and purred when he touched it. He wanted to scratch him with his paws, but he couldn't touch it.

He didn't pay attention to this little struggle, but looked into those brown eyes for a moment: "Too...hey, why don't you call me Zai Zai?"

After unilaterally confirming this matter, he threw the cat to the children. He was a little worried that it would hurt others, but it nestled in the arms of Knotweed Yuren, meowing for comfort.

Facts have proved that in this family, the cat will only be fierce to him.

Gojo Satoru: "Tsk."

He turned around and looked for Osamu Dazai at home.

After a while, the other party got into the room again.

He wandered over and saw the other party sitting on the edge of the bed unpacking the gift box, he chuckled: "You said you didn't prepare a gift, did you get caught by me?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head, looked at him with ambiguous eyes, and smiled, "I didn't intend to give it to you now."

Gojo Satoru puffed up his face, sat next to him, shook his shoulders and shook him: "I want it now."

Then he was patted on the head and said: "Good boy, I will marry you in Xia Tian."

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When Gojo Satoru woke up the next day, he found that the memory of yesterday was full of happiness, but he couldn't recall the memory after the afternoon.

It shouldn't be a big problem, right?

He looked out of the window at the crowd they piled up snow last night, thinking not too much.