Dazai's girlfriend Natsume

When Atsushi Nakajima and Kyoka Izumi came back, it was nearly eight o'clock.

Natsume Chiaya helped them cook oden, and helped Izumi Kyoka bandage up the accidentally injured place.Atsushi Nakajima also had some scratches, but due to the self-healing ability of the supernatural power "Moonbeast", there was no injury.

Natsume Qianling patted Quan Jinghua's head, and said: "Be careful. So is Dun-jun."

Quan Jinghua and Nakajima Atsushi nodded repeatedly: "Okay."

"Tsu-kun, go back and rest after eating. Mr. Dazai should go back too."

Natsume Chiya said, when she got up to put away the medicine box, Dazai Osamu grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Qianya-chan, I am in pain too,? I also need to be bandaged."

Natsume Chiaya didn't want to talk to him at all.But remembering his crying pain before leaving get off work, I still asked him softly: "Where does it hurt?"

Osamu Dazai tentatively said, "It hurts everywhere?"

Natsume Chiaya: "...Stop making trouble, Mr. Dazai. Be serious."

"There are so many places. Is Chiya-chan going to help me bandage here?" Dazai Osamu pointed to himself: "The wound may not be suitable for Kyoka-chan to see."

Quan Jinghua didn't even raise her eyes, she said calmly, "I've seen every body of a man—"

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly covered Izumi Kyoka's mouth: "It's all right, Miss Natsume,? I'll help Kyoka-chan clean up the kitchen,? You go and bandage Mr. Dazai." He still can't see it after he has had a painful lesson ?Dazai-san definitely wants to be alone with Natsume-san.In case it is destroyed by Jinghuajiang,? Maybe Mr. Dazai will hold a grudge again.

Osamu Dazai cast an appreciative glance at Atsushi Nakajima, then turned his head and looked at Natsume Chiaya pitifully: "Chiya-chan, it really hurts."

Natsume Chiaya sighed helplessly: "Go to your dormitory, Mr. Dazai."

Dazai Osamu did not expect Natsume Chiaya to agree so simply.He happily took Natsume Chiaya's hand, and even helped Natsume Chiaya carry the medicine box.

Osamu Dazai often came to Chiaya Natsume's place to eat, but it was the first time that Chiaya Natsume entered Dazai Osamu's room.

The house is not very tidy, and there are all kinds of boxes piled up in the corner, just like a grocery store.The kitchen was apparently unused, except for the refrigerator which was of minor use.There is still a lot of sake on the low table next to the tatami, and a few bottles are empty.

Natsume Chiaya couldn't hold back and asked, "Mr. Dazai still wants to drink before going to bed at night?"

"Hmm,? Sleep aid." Osamu Dazai said.

"But in fact, alcohol can't help sleep. Because alcohol sleeps,? It's just a light sleep,? Even if you fall asleep, you will still be very tired when you wake up." Natsume Chiya helped Dazai Osamu put away the empty bottle and said.

"But if you don't drink, you won't be able to sleep all night." Osamu Dazai said.

Natsume Chiaya frowned: "Mr. Dazai's sleep quality is always like this?"

"Yes," Osamu Dazai put the medicine box beside the tatami and said, "However, if Chiya-chan is willing to come and live here, maybe it will get better."

"I'm not a sleeping pill, Mr. Dazai." Natsume Chiaya finished complaining, and then suggested: "Tomorrow we will buy a bottle of lavender aromatherapy when we go to the supermarket."

"Compared with aromatherapy, I still prefer the smell of Chiya-chan." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, as if he didn't know what he was saying.

Natsume Qianling glared at him angrily: "Tai, Zai, sir, sir!" However, the girl's angry stare had no deterrent effect, and the ends of the phoenix eyes were smooth and meandering, drawing out a bit of shimmering light .

Osamu Dazai said leisurely, "I'm here, Chiya-chan."

Natsume Chiya pushed Dazai Osamu's shoulder angrily: "Stop talking, let me see where it hurts."

Osamu Dazai fell down with her strength, pretending to show a scared expression: "Wow, what is Chiya-chan going to do to me! I have a girlfriend."

——If you ignore that he is holding Natsume Chiaya's hand tightly, this statement may still be a little convincing.

"..."

Natsume Chiya was angry and funny: "I think you really don't know pain!"

She knelt down beside the tatami, took her hand from the palm of Osamu Dazai, and opened the medicine box: "Take off your shirt. I'll help you treat the wound on your upper body, and you should be able to treat the rest yourself."

Dazai Osamu didn't move, and asked her: "Qianya-chan didn't think that I might be lying to you, but I wasn't injured at all?"

"Mr. Soseki did it, right?" Natsume Chiaya asked without answering.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"In the afternoon, I received a text message from Mr. Soseki. In connection with Mr. Dazai's 'disappearance', and you refused to confess what happened, I think this is the only answer."

That's why she promised Osamu Dazai to come over so readily.Otherwise, how could she have the nerve to go to her boyfriend's room at night?

After Natsume Chiaya finished speaking, she signaled Osamu Dazai to show her the wound.

"Qianya-chan, do you really want to see it?" Dazai Osamu confirmed to her again.He really didn't expect that Natsume Qianling would agree to come over, but he was a little afraid to let her see it.

"Otherwise? You can't let Mr. Dazai leave the injury alone." Natsume Chiaya said so, but the tips of her ears were already burning red.Although she also applied medicine for her brother, how could her brother and her boyfriend be the same?

She coaxed patiently: "Hurry up and take the medicine so the pain won't hurt, Mr. Dazai is obedient."

Seeing Natsume Chiaya's insistence, Osamu Dazai obediently took off his windbreaker and shirt, revealing some bruises.In fact, it was not that serious, but because his skin was too white, he looked particularly miserable.

Natsume Chiaya always thought that Dazai Osamu's physique was not as good as hers, and he should be thinner, but after taking off his coat, he found that his body proportions were surprisingly good.Broad shoulders and narrow waist, beautiful lines, but the complexion is slightly pale, covered by layers of bandages, showing a sense of abstinence/desire for no reason.

She tried to keep her eyes from wandering, and reminded: "There is still a place for the bandage to block."

Osamu Dazai opened his hands: "Chiya-chan help me~"

Natsume Chiaya's face was blushing, how could she have time to break up with Osamu Dazai?She carefully helped him untie the bandage, and some obviously old scars came into her eyes.On the arms, shoulders, and back, the most frightening thing is a long and narrow scar that almost runs across the front of the chest, sinister and winding, shocking.Compared with these, Natsume Soseki's hands are not worth mentioning at all.

"This is..." Natsume Chiya's pupils shrank, she put her fingers on Osamu Dazai's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Why are there so many wounds? Are they all wounds at the port of Mafia?"

"Some are, and some are not. For example, the one on the wrist is the first time I didn't know the difference between suicide and pain. I tried to cut my wrist. Unfortunately, it hurt too much, so I gave up." Osamu Dazai When he said this, his tone was as lively and brisk as ever, as if he was saying "today's weather is good".

However, a drop of hot water hit the back of his hand, making Dazai Osamu suddenly unable to utter the words that he planned to sell to win sympathy.

Osamu Dazai stopped talking, changed the subject, and said, "Okay, Chiya-chan, apply the medicine quickly."

After saying that, he lay down on the tatami mat, the smooth lines of his back exposed in Natsume Chiaya's eyes.

Natsume Qianling pursed her lips, turned her head, and wiped away the mist from her eyes.She didn't ask about the source of other scars, and quietly helped Dazai treat him with medicine.Every scar brushed by his fingertips seemed to be telling her everything he had encountered in the past.

The girl slowly brushed those scars with her warm fingertips, as if she was afraid of hurting him, her movements were as gentle as a breeze.

But it's strange, the wounds are obviously healed, but they seem to be burning with hot flames in an instant.The scorching temperature surged up to the nerve endings from those touched places, making them feel numb.

Osamu Dazai smiled wryly, thinking he was seeking benefits for himself, but unexpectedly it was sweet torture.

Natsume Chiaya naturally didn't know what he was thinking.After applying the medicine, Natsume Chiaya put away her things, closed the medicine box, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai."

If it weren't for her, Natsume Soseki would not have been able to do anything to Osamu Dazai.

"It's not Chiya-chan's fault, why do you have to apologize?" Osamu Dazai turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "It's my money that I can exchange for Qianya-chan to come over and apply the medicine."

"That's not the case." Natsume Chiaya shook her head, fearing Dazai Osamu would catch a cold, so she handed him the shirt and windbreaker: "I will have a good talk with Mr. Soseki, and there will be no next time."

"No need, Chiya-chan. Natsume-sensei has already admitted me. Besides, I care about another thing more than this, Chiya-chan."

"what?"

"That's right, is the message Chiya-chan received from Natsume-sensei a series of phone numbers?" Dazai Osamu didn't wear a shirt, just put on a windbreaker casually, gathered the neckline of the windbreaker, revealing a line of chest, looming.

"...Yes." Natsume Chiya hesitated for a moment, but still did not hide it: "Mr. Soseki said that those are women who had entanglements with Mr. Dazai before."

Osamu Dazai asked, "Is Chiya-chan not jealous at all?"

Natsume Chiaya curled her fingers, but still admitted frankly: "A little bit."

"Only a little?" Osamu Dazai complained with dissatisfaction, "Qianya-chan cares more about me."

"However, that is Mr. Dazai's past, and I did not participate in it." Natsume Chiaya said slowly.

She smiled at Osamu Dazai again: "Okay, Mr. Dazai, don't worry, I don't care too much about the things that have passed. After the medicine is applied, I should go back, good night."

Natsume Chiya stood up, but one hand grabbed her wrist and pulled it violently.

After a while of dizziness, she knocked down on Osamu Dazai without warning.

The sand-colored windbreaker on Dazai Osamu was just casually worn, and after such a movement, it immediately fell apart.Osamu Dazai wrapped the windbreaker around Natsume Chiaya, and the belt on the windbreaker was rolled up, like the tail of a cat enclosure.

He groped for the girl's hair tie with a ball head again, and after turning his fingers nimbly a few times, he took it off.The girl's silky long brown hair fell down in an instant, and a few strands fell across his chest, arousing a heart-pounding itch.

Natsume Chiaya didn't even have time to react to what happened before she found herself wrapped in a sand-colored windbreaker.As long as you lower your head, you will touch Osamu Dazai's face.

Breathing so close, the temperature on Natsume Chiaya's face rose sharply.She subconsciously wanted to support herself, but she heard Osamu Dazai gasping: "It hurts, Chiya-chan."

She didn't dare to move immediately, and asked worriedly: "Did you touch the wound, Mr. Dazai?"

"That's right, because it feels like Chiya-chan isn't jealous at all, it hurts people~" Osamu Dazai said with a smile on his face.

The girl's face is close at hand.So close that he could see her eyelashes fluttering slightly.Because of embarrassment, those amber phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and there was still water and redness in the corners of the eyes, pitiful and lovely.

Natsume Qianling said in a muffled voice, "Why do you still want people to be jealous?"

"No, although I really want Chiya-chan to be jealous for me, but I want to talk to Chiaya-chan," Dazai Osamu raised his head slightly, breathing in her ear: "Although sometimes for convenience, I will talk to Chiaya-chan." Those people talk to me to get information, but if it is reduced to the point where I want to betray my beauty, I, the Mafia cadre at the port, will be too failed. Rather than saying that they have emotional entanglements with me, it is better to say that they realize that they have been raped. The anger after cheating."

"So, Qian Ling-chan," under the light, his iris-colored eyes shone like stars: "There has never been anyone else. The most important thing is——"

"I wouldn't do that to anyone else."

He kissed her forehead: "I won't do this to other people."

Then there were drops of water in the corners of the eyes, which were gently licked off: "It won't be like this."

Then the cheeks: "It won't be like that either."

Finally, the corner of the lips: "It's not like this."

But his hand clasped her five fingers in the meantime, and the bandage that was removed before became the best "connection".Round and round, round and round their fingertips, palms, and finally wrists.

Natsume Chiaya had long been startled by his words, until he pried open her lips and asked for a long kiss, her confused brain finally came to her senses.She was just about to struggle, but found that one hand had been bandaged on his wrist by Osamu Dazai at some point.

She covered her face with her remaining movable hand, and said in a low voice, "I got it, I got it! Mr. Dazai, don't need to demonstrate any more!"

"Eh? But I don't think it's enough." He shook the hand tied to her, and said with a smile, "Qian Lingchan's dream should be like this, right?"

Dream……?

Natsume Chiya suddenly remembered that dream, and she stumbled: "You, you... Mr. Dazai, how do you know?"

"Because I'm too familiar with Qian Ling-chan. Qian Ling-chan doesn't have to just think about those in dreams, it's okay in reality." Osamu Dazai looked at her with a smile, his voice tinged with a meaningful hoarseness and temptation: "Qian Ling Don't you want to do something to me?"

"Anything is fine."

"Although I don't have cat ears, but if Chiya-chan wants to—"

He bent his eyes, biting lightly and softly: "Meow~"