Dazai's girlfriend Natsume

Natsume Chiaya was awakened by a strange feeling of depression.

She opened her eyes, and found that she was entwined by Dazai Osamu like an octopus, and his fingers were still wrapped in his palm to play with.Every finger was kneaded by him, but he was most keen on the little finger and ring finger,? From time to time, he used his little finger to hook her.

Natsume Chiaya: "..."

She tried to move, and Dazai Osamu's voice sounded, soft and cute like a cat's coquettish, with a rising end: "Qianling sauce, are you awake? Don't sleep for a while?"

"Anyone who is crushed by the cat will wake up." Natsume Qianling couldn't hold back, and made fun of him.

Osamu Dazai nodded happily: "Yes. So Chiya-chan's favorite person is me, and my favorite cat is also me."

Such an answer made Natsume Chiaya's heart soften.She was itchy from being rubbed, and asked: "Can you get me up, Mr. Dazai?" The whole body was entangled, so she couldn't get up at all.

"Don't get up,? Chiaya-chan. Anyway, it's the first day of the new year, so Chiya-chan will be with me for another day. And,?" Dazai Osamu blinked, so close, Natsume Chiaya can see him His eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings, and he asked seductively: "Is Qian Ling sauce uncomfortable? I can also make you more—"

Nothing came out after that.Natsume Qianling's hand was held by him, unable to pull it away, so she spoke directly in a hurry.

Dazai Osamu licked the corner of her lips, and smiled happily: "Qianya-chan is inviting me? Qianya-chan is so enthusiastic~"

"I told you to shut up!" Natsume Chiaya pulled her hands out of his arms and pushed Osamu Dazai: "Stop making trouble, get up quickly."

"But I still want~" Dazai Osamu not only did not let go, but put his hands around Natsume Chiaya's waist, said without shame.

Natsume Chiya said categorically: "Impossible." Although she has a strong self-healing ability,? There is no difference in her follow-up,? But it is broad daylight now!

Osamu Dazai immediately showed an aggrieved expression: "Is it because I didn't do well? Why didn't Qian Ling-chan not want to? What's wrong, can Qian Ling-chan tell me?"

Natsume Qianling's cheeks were hot, and finally she became angry: "If you keep talking, don't go to my place for dinner this week."

"Eh?!!" Osamu Dazai's reaction was bigger than she imagined: "Isn't Chiya-chan coming to live with me?"

"Of course. I still have Jinghuajiang, how could I let her sleep alone? She is only 14 years old."

"I'm only four years old." Osamu Dazai said immediately.

"...don't make trouble."

"Then let Jinghuajiang live with Dunjun."

"You told me this question before, and my answer is still the same, no."

"Then I move to Chiya-chan's place?" Osamu Dazai proposed a new solution.

Natsume Chiya sighed: "I've said it all, Kyoka-chan is still with me."

Osamu Dazai was as wilted as a beaten eggplant: "But I want to sleep with Chiaya-chan~"

"That's after marriage, Mr. Dazai." Natsume Chiaya kissed his cheek and comforted him.

Then she felt his body go stiff, and before Natsume Chiya wondered what was wrong, he leaned over again, buried her in the crook of her neck, and asked in a muffled voice, "Qianya-chan really wants to marry me?"

"It depends on Mr. Dazai's performance." Natsume Chiaya said, "For example, let me get up first."

Osamu Dazai rubbed her cheek affectionately, and murmured, "Qianya-chan, I'm so happy."

Natsume Chiaya: "Huh?"

Osamu Dazai didn't continue talking, but got up obediently and told her to get up.He might have woken up for a while, and her clothes were neatly arranged by the bed—but she didn't buy them herself.Thinking of his deliberate seduction last night, Natsume Qianling wondered if this guy had premeditated.

"I have everything here." Osamu Dazai sat on the tatami, looked up at her, and said very frankly: "Everything is prepared for Qian Lingchan."

"Mr. Dazai, how do you know my size?" Natsume Chiaya pinched the clothes, feeling that the temperature on her face never came down.

"Of course, I know everything about Qian Ling-chan." His tone sounded rather smug.

Natsume Chiaya asked vigilantly: "Mr. Dazai probably didn't do those things before?"

"How is it possible?" Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to tug at her hand, and asked softly, "Qianya-chan, let me help you get dressed, okay?"

"No need." How could Natsume Qianling be embarrassed?She opened the bathroom door: "I'm going to change."

Natsume Chiaya is wearing a set of pajamas at the moment, probably Osamu Dazai changed it for her after she fell asleep yesterday.She looked at the texture of the pajamas and found that it was the same as the one Dazai Osamu wore last night.Thinking of this, Natsume Chiya couldn't help but help her forehead, sighed helplessly, and then began to change clothes and wash up.

Then she saw that the toothbrush was already placed on the tooth cup, and the unpacked package was still in the trash can.

Natsume Chiaya: "..."

Sure enough, the preparations were so thorough, even the ghosts didn't believe it when they said it was a sudden idea.

The New Year's holiday for the Armed Detective Agency is not long.After all, the Armed Detective Agency has a special nature, and it would be bad if it really went on vacation.

After only one day of rest, everyone in the Armed Detective Agency went back to work.Fortunately, I was fully prepared before the New Year. There were no accidents this New Year, which made the first day of work very easy.

However, to Natsume Chiaya's headache, her boyfriend became even clingier than before.At any rate, he could still be a little reserved before, but now even the last restraint has been completely thrown away by Osamu Dazai.He was suffering from skin hunger, rubbing against her all the time.

"Mr. Dazai, let go." Natsume Chiling said helplessly, "I'm going to work with Kenji-kun."

"Chiaya-chan, take me with you." Dazai Osamu refused to let go, trying to make Natsume Chiaya change her mind.

"I'll be back in an hour or two. And I'll send you a message." Natsume Qianling coaxed with a good temper.

Kunikida Doppo patted the table, and shouted: "Dazai, don't waste Natsume-san's time. Natsume-san, you and Kenji-kun hurry up. Also, Dazai, you bastard, hurry up and hand in the year-end report!" I've given you a grace period for a few days, if you don't submit again, you will give me death to apologize!"

"Mr. Dazai's year-end report hasn't been written yet?" Natsume Chiaya frowned, and broke Dazai Osamu's hand: "Hurry up and write the year-end report."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai glanced at Kunikida Doppo sadly, then turned his head and whimpered at Natsume Chiaya, "Qianya-chan, don't listen to Kunikida-kun's nonsense. It's not that I didn't write, but I still need a little Just work on it."

"You go to process now. I hope that when I come back, I can see Mr. Dazai's year-end report finished."

As Natsume Chiaya said, she nodded to Atsushi Nakajima: "Atsushi-kun, please take a look at Mr. Dazai, I'll treat you to fried shrimp tempura rice bowl tonight."

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes lit up, full of energy: "Understood!"

However, 10 minutes later, Atsushi Nakajima found that the moment he turned his head, Osamu Dazai's seat was empty.

He couldn't help but said with difficulty: "Mr. Kunikida, Mr. Dazai..."

"Run away again?!" Kunikida Doppo raised his head from the document, so angry that the braids on the back of his head were raised: "This guy, he skipped work on the first day of work! I shouldn't have extended his year-end report time! Did anyone see him?"

Tanizaki Junichiro said: "I just saw Dazai-san going out after Natsume-san."

"Maybe I can't worry about Miss Natsume, so I followed?" Tanizaki Naomi guessed.

"wrong."

Edogawa Ranbu held a chocolate bar in his mouth, and his tone was terribly gloomy: "He's not going to talk to Qian Ling."

"Eh?" Atsushi Nakajima uttered a confused syllable.

Edogawa Ranbu didn't intend to answer, he put the newspaper aside in a bad mood, and shouted: "It's boring! It's not interesting at all, and the four-panel manga hasn't been updated!"

No one noticed, Xiaomi slipped out of the window lightly.

In the coffee shop not far from the Port Mafia Building, perhaps because it is close to the Port Mafia, or perhaps because of the New Year, there are almost no customers in the shop.

Osamu Dazai stirred the coffee leisurely and dialed a number.

I don't know how many turns to turn before a voice came from over there: "Hey, Dazai-kun? I didn't expect you to contact me. Why, don't you even want to work with the Armed Detective Agency now, and want to come to the House of Death? Then I am very welcome."

- No wonder!He wished that Osamu Dazai would die suddenly in place, so as not to always destroy his plan.

"No, Mr. Fyodor." Dazai Osamu's voice was cheerful, but his face was expressionless, and his eyes were as cold as ice: "I just found out a very interesting piece of information suddenly."

"Information? Dazai-kun called to exchange information with me?" Fyodor laughed: "Then what do you want?"

"Why Do Combos Want 'The Book'."

As soon as the word "book" came out, there was a long silence.

Osamu Dazai was not in a hurry.He curled his fingers, tapped the table rhythmically, and hummed a pleasant tune.

One, two, three, four, five—

Fyodor's voice sank, and he didn't even call out the polite "Dazai-kun": "Where did you know that?"

"I just knocked on the table casually. What is Fyodor-kun talking about? I don't understand." Osamu Dazai said innocently.

"Is it the information obtained from those books?" Fyodor narrowed his eyes.This is not very good, it seems that some kind of force is preventing his analysis, and he is completely unable to deduce anything from the books that suddenly appeared.The feeling of guarding the treasure mountain but not being able to take it, let alone how aggrieved it is.And now, judging by Osamu Dazai's appearance, it seems that he is not affected?How can this be?

Osamu Dazai knowingly asked, "What book? The one with no words?"

Fyodor knew that Osamu Dazai was urging himself to give the information first.

He simply confessed: "The daughter of Fitzgerald Francis, the leader of the group, died. His wife couldn't accept the reality, and he had mental problems. He just wanted to use the 'book' to revive his daughter."

"I see." Osamu Dazai was thoughtful, and happily gave his exchange: "Don't worry, Mr. Fyodor, I will not tell other people about your supernatural power. After all, if others know , won’t it be able to deal with your supernatural power? I am very kind, and I will never do such a thing.”

Fyodor scoffed at Osamu Dazai's self-proclaimed "kindness".If Osamu Dazai was kind, there would be no villains in this world.

But he did not refute Osamu Dazai: "This is the best."

After Fyodor finished speaking, he paused.It was rare to do a loss-making business, and he wanted to try to make up for it from Osamu Dazai, so he asked, "Can the nullification of human disqualification still work on those books?"

"Well, that's not it."

I don't know which nerve was wrong on the opposite side, and laughed: "It belongs to my secret. If Mr. Fyodor wants to know, you may have to save your life first."

Before Fyodor became suspicious, the conversation changed again: "But of course a kind person like me would not do such cruel things, right?"

Fyodor suddenly felt blessed, and tentatively replied: "Yes, Dazai-kun is indeed very kind."

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes: "Then, thank you Fyodor-kun for the information. Don't worry, I will keep my promise. Bye~"

Fyodor listened to the "beep beep" call cut off: "...???"

Is this guy out of his mind?