Overwhelming the days when Dazai-kun lived a hundred years

It was two years after Dazai and Si Nanfeng returned to Yokohama, Dazai Zhi rarely asked Si Nanfeng to live with him in Butei's dormitory, as for the reason, he thought it was very simple.

Yes, this is Dazai Zhi's rare candor, and it is the special part that belongs to Si Nanfeng alone.

There are some small rooms with unfashionable designs. Osamu Dazai rarely looked at Si Nanfeng with some anxiety: "A Si, why don't we live here?"

Regarding the place to live, Si Nanfeng didn't have any special requirements. His only worry was that the kitchen was a little small, and the refrigerator couldn't be placed with double doors.

"Well, it seems that I have to go to the supermarket often, but the rest is actually fine." Si Nanfeng comforted his lover with a smile, he understood Dazai's little thoughts to some extent, so naturally he would not blame the other party.

The more Si Nanfeng was like this, the more Dazai felt guilty. He stretched out his arms and hugged the man who was only a little lower than himself, and murmured: "A Si, your temper is really bad. Have you never been angry with me? Willful?"

Pushed back two steps by the other party's sudden movement, Si Nanfeng felt the coolness of the wall on his back, he was silent for a while, thought for a long time before he said: "Are there times when you are angry? Really."

He stroked Osamu Dazai and suddenly raised his head to look at his own head, then shifted his gaze to the dim sunset outside the window: "I once really wanted to give up."

For the 17-year-old Si Nanfeng, he always felt that the binding between himself and Osamu Dazai was the system's malice towards him. match made in heaven.

But one reason was enough for Dazai Zhi to be blacklisted by Si Nanfeng, and there was only one reason: suicide.

As a reincarnated person struggling to survive in the main god's space, Si Nanfeng couldn't understand the other party's obsession with death at all.

However, the other party was his target. If Osamu Dazai died, Si Nanfeng would be repelled by the entire space in the next second, that is, death in a broad sense.

Therefore, stopping Osamu Dazai from committing suicide became his daily work.

Whether it was to prevent the other party from being stroked by the human body, to struggle against a tree with a crooked neck, or to drift adrift, Si Nanfeng needed to quickly pull the other party back from the death line.

And Dazai Zhi also seemed to find that Si Nanfeng paid special attention to him, but this demon king did not restrain his actions, but became more aggressive, and even started betting his life with others.

It was the second spring of the three of them joining Port Mafia. Si Nanfeng originally planned to find some time to enjoy the cherry blossoms in Japan, but was summoned to the chief's room by a phone call from Mori Ogai.

When he walked into the chief's room, he felt a special atmosphere in the corner, which made Si Nanfeng a little curious. After all, the mission that required the two of them to appear must be very interesting.

He looked at Mori Ogai, who was pretending to be deep behind his desk, with a look of interest in his eyes, and gave a standard one-knee salute to him. Si Nanfeng asked the leader's intention of summoning very readily.

Hearing Si Nanfeng's question, Mori Ogai said with a bitter face: "Sijun is my secret weapon, but this time there is really no other way, I can only let Sijun ensure Dazai's safety."

Si Nanfeng did not answer Mori Ogai's words, but still smiled quietly. It was this quiet attitude that made Mori Ogai feel that his calculations were completely ignored by the other party. The plan came out.

It turns out that the matter this time is still related to money. The port mafia, which has just undergone a new generation, has not been sufficiently funded. Even with Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu and others trying their best to calculate, it is still not enough to make ends meet. .

Speaking of this, Mori Ogai pretended to take out a handkerchief and wipe the corners of his eyes, leaving Si Nanfeng and Osamu Dazai in the corner speechless for a while.

Seeing that his emotional card was invalid, Mori Ogai was not discouraged, put away his handkerchief and continued to speak solemnly.

The reason for the two of them to cooperate this time is because Mori Ogai has taken a fancy to a gem route and wants to take this route as his own. If this route is controlled by the port mafia, then at least for the next period of time, They will no longer worry about money.

When Si Nanfeng heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, but he still had concerns about cooperating with Dazai Zhi, although he knew that binding Dazai Zhi to his side was what he should do.

Si Nanfeng was still subconscious, and didn't want to force the other party. Thinking of this, he thought about it and said: "If it's for this matter, then let Zhongya protect me, and I'll go talk to the other party, it doesn't have to be Dazai-kun."

As soon as the words came out, Mori Ogai hadn't reacted yet. Osamu Dazai, who was standing in the shadows, suddenly came out from the corner. He leaned close to Si Nanfeng, his honey-colored eyes were full of inquiry: "Nanfeng didn't want to go out with me!" As for the task, I'm so sad."

Although he already knew enough about Osamu Dazai's moodiness, Si Nanfeng was still amazed by the speed of the change of passion, but he still kept his original idea and didn't want to go out with him on a mission.

However, this idea was quickly interrupted by Mori Ogai, who had finally enjoyed watching the movie. He said in an orderly tone: "Si-kun, Dazai-kun, this task is entrusted to you two. I hope I can do it. I heard you recently. good news."

After finishing speaking, Mori Ogai unceremoniously sent them out. Standing in front of the elevator, Si Nanfeng couldn't help sighing, his golden-green cat eyes looked at the bored black cat beside him: "Then, Dazai is going to fuck you!" The office, or mine?"

"Do you think you still need to make a plan?" Osamu Dazai looked at the boy who was about the same height as him. Although he was one year older than him, he didn't look so obvious. There was always a gentleness like smoke in his golden green eyes. .

It is also the kind of tenderness that made him unable to stop the disgust, the kind of irritability that began to spread when the other party was around him, so that Osamu Dazai couldn't help but want to make black mud at the other party, but every time he looked into those eyes, he changed again. become a mute.

Thinking of this, the young man angrily turned his head and ignored the other party, but was frightened by Si Nanfeng's action in the next second, and stared at his grasped palm, as if it was a terrifying existence.

Si Nanfeng took Dazai Zhi's hand out of the elevator, and walked directly to the other party's office. The subordinates who came back and forth looked at their overlapping palms with an expression that could not be expressed in words. He could only hold his jaw and rush to the infirmary on the first floor.

Osamu Dazai seemed to want to shoot Si Nanfeng's hand through, he stared at Si Nanfeng with inexplicable eyes, and his eyes were full of words that you are a pervert.

Si Nanfeng pushed open the other party's door, and then let go of Osamu Dazai's hand naturally. He seemed to have not noticed it at all, or he didn't care about the other party's thoughts at all, and said to himself: "Dazai, let's make sure. Well, I think you should have Mr. Sen's information there, where is it, show me."

Osamu Dazai looked at Si Nanfeng inexplicably, and then handed over a document on the desktop to Si Nanfeng.

After receiving the document, Si Nanfeng had such an expression on his face, and began to look through the documents in his hand. His speed was very slow, and it took a while before he closed the document. He sighed helplessly and said, "Mr. We have a problem."

The author has something to say:

Dazai's likes too much test, distressed my son, and the impulse to slaughter daily.

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