After becoming a blood clan, he did everything possible to seek death

The stuffy heat in the bathroom made Ozzy feel a little uncomfortable.

The body temperature of the blood race has always been low, and the discomfort caused by this humidity may be just his illusion. After all, he is wrapped in such thick clothes, which makes people think that it is late autumn.

Of course, at this moment only Dazai can appreciate the true meaning of Ozzy's dressing up.

——It’s nothing more than feeling that if you wear too much, you will take off slowly.

Dazai sneered, folded his hands and leaned against the door frame, and wantonly set his eyes on Ozzy.

Those daring and shameless thoughts, without any modification, made Ozzy feel like he was being stimulated by an electric current.

Osamu Dazai's aggression will only grow as he grows up, he can control any emotion he wants or doesn't want to be noticed by everyone, including those roaring and pouring out now, which makes Ozzy dare not look at him thing.

Dazai thought, he had waited too long.And the desire/desire to get the person in front of him will always flourish uncontrollably in the middle of the night.

"Where did you want to run just now?" He said seemingly mildly, but there was a sharp light in his eyes.

And Ozzy knows that the answer Dazai wants to hear is not really "Where does Ozzy want to escape to".

Oz pursed his lips, for a moment he didn't know whether his deep understanding of Dazai was right or wrong, he hesitated for a few seconds, and replied in a low voice: "I won't run away."

He twirled the ring on his hand and continued, "Anyway, you know where you go."

Dazai's smile paused for a second, and then the moment he stepped forward to hold Ozzy's hand, that smile was completely hidden.

He looked at the ring with Ozzy, kept rubbing the surface of the ring with his thumb, and finally sighed softly: "It's brand new."

Oz remembered that when he came to the future, Dazai rubbed the ring like this and said the same thing.

It is not difficult to guess the reason why Dazai attaches so much importance to it. It is nothing more than the fact that in the future this ring has left his hand. It may be lost, broken, or taken back by Dazai.

Whatever the reason, they made Ozzy feel lost.

The ring was a gift from Dazai to Ozzy, and he didn't want to lose such an important existence.

"Can you tell me what happened?" he asked softly.

Dazai just shook his head, and at some point he maintained his usual gentle smile: "You will always know in the future."

After he confirmed that Oz did not want to run, he immediately returned to his lazy look, yawned, stretched his waist and left Oz with his back.

Oz felt that Dazai must have let the bathrobe slip off his arm on purpose, so that he could vaguely see the ambiguous red marks on Dazai's back.

This cunning child turned into a cunning adult who knows exactly how to exploit his weaknesses.

Although Ozzy knew in his heart that there was no such thing as an outlier between them the day before...

He looked up in the mirror and saw his red ears as expected.

"What are you doing... who allowed you to touch my fangs..."

Ozzy muttered, but unexpectedly Dazai turned around with a smile on his ear, Oz's back tightened in fright, and his chest straightened out as if he felt guilty.

"What are you looking at?!"

"Wow, so fierce." Dazai patted his chest pretendingly, indicating that he was frightened by Ozzy's appearance, and then continued to walk outside, "You are allowed to touch mine, but I am not allowed to touch yours?"

Disgusting guy, getting more and more rude as he grows up.

Ozzy felt that he was expressionless, but in fact he didn't even have the courage to check his own state in the mirror.

This is probably the so-called deception.

Dazai was so happy that even Ozzy was a little surprised, their identities seemed to be completely reversed.In the past, Ozzy took care of Dazai who was unwilling to do anything himself, but now Dazai wants to do everything for Ozzy no matter what.

For example, eating.

Oz looked at the spoon that had been handed to him, and retreated with trembling lips.

Dazai on the opposite side propped his face with one hand, he was so happy that he almost sang a song.

Oz was not used to it, so he reprimanded him in a low voice: "What are you doing!"

Dazai's expression was extremely innocent, and he replied: "Hey, it's not convenient to see that you are weak—"

"Shut up!" Ozzy quickly interrupted him, covering his ears as if he didn't hear anything, "Don't, don't talk like we've already..."

Dazai's smile deepened, and his tone was twisted and twisted: "What has it been?"

"..."

"Huh? Tell me, what happened?"

"..."

"Oh, I see, Oz means we were in--"

"Don't say it!!"

Ozzy slammed his chopsticks onto the table, but it was a pity that within a few seconds of his prestige, he slowly retracted his neck under Dazai's gaze, and his voice became a little softer.

"Don't talk nonsense..."

"I know what you're thinking." Dazai didn't seem to care about Ozzy's denial attitude at all, and there was no emotion on his face, but Oz knew that often such a plain look was Dazai's real unhappy look.

While stirring the soup in the bowl, Dazai picked up the tofu cubes and threw them in again.

He deliberately cut each piece of tofu into a special size, and then put them together in a pot in a strange way to form a heart shape. Dazai found it ridiculous to do this kind of hypocritical thing, but he still did it, and the more he did it. Later, the more funny anticipation I felt in my heart.

It's a pity that the soup was meant to be served in bowls, so the hearts had to be broken up again in order for Oz to eat them.

Dazai put down his chopsticks.

"You still think of me as that kid who doesn't understand anything? After bullying an honest person and being provoked by you, you foolishly wait for your next pity?"

Dazai. Honest man. Rule.

Oz was speechless, wanting to refute but didn't know where to start.

Seeing that Ozzy's expression relaxed slightly, Dazai also sighed in his heart.

"I'm an adult, everything I do has a purpose, I don't kiss you just for fun, hold your hand, take you out to the movies for work reasons - you shouldn't Don’t you know that’s called a date?”

Ozzy shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head guiltily.

Dazai sighed for a long time, and said, "I knew it."

"As long as I don't break these things into pieces and stuff them into your mouth, you will never explore my mind."

"Ozzy, take some responsibility. You can't force me to look directly at the light and then put me in the dark. It's too cruel."

"I didn't—" Oz opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but under Dazai's eyes, he silently swallowed the rest of the words.

It seems like what Dazai said, in the past, he insisted on wanting Dazai to live, and in the future, he quietly withdrew from Dazai's life.

Dazai said that Ozzy was his light.

"I don't understand that." In the end, Ozzy just grabbed the hem of his clothes, "I'm just, I'm just a vampire."

He looked at Dazai in a daze, with a stiff arc on the corner of his mouth, and scratched his face uncomfortably: "From a human point of view, am I a monster, a monster, or a bat that has been cultivated to become a spirit? I can't change into a bat."

"You see, my body is cold, my blood is cold, my breathing and heartbeat are slower than human beings, and there are human names in the recipes. Every book records how vampires cannibalize human beings. And how humans hunt vampires."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and more and more erratic.

"Do humans like natural enemies? You don't think I'm a human, do you? I don't look like a human at all..."

"Natural enemy?" Dazai was a little surprised by this word, he smiled strangely, and covered the back of Ozzy's hand with his palm, allowing his body temperature to gradually infect Ozzy's body, "From a certain point of view, you are indeed My natural enemy."

"Oz, you know, what I want to do most now is to make you treat me like food. It is best to hug me immediately and turn me into your kind. If all you care about is our body temperature and heartbeat Dietary differences are things that I can give up."

"But if you want to use the difference between human beings and blood races as the reason why you don't want to understand and accept my wishes," he paused, his tone brisk, and he smiled threateningly, "you know me, I won't let This kind of thing happens."

Ozzy was frightened by Dazai's appearance for a moment, and he realized Dazai's determination at the moment.

But it's too contradictory, the difference between humans and vampires is too great.And he's never experienced anything like this.

From the first meeting with Dazai, he removed Dazai from the "people who can accompany him", not only the race, but also the pursuit and love of Dazai, which were too far from him.He didn't want to force Dazai to choose something he didn't like.

In Ozzy's ideal, the person who can accompany him is probably a lively person who can just make up for his shortcoming of not being talkative. This person may be as lonely as himself and unable to integrate into human time, so he will Choose to travel with yourself.

For example, Tanjiro and Midouko, Oz once made a despicable plan that humans cannot accommodate ghosts, and Tanjiro and Midouko will not be separated, so the three of them can leave together in the future and go to many different places together.

But Tanjiro died, and Mizuko said that she was not the one he was waiting for.

Is that Dazai?Oz once again brought the question to the fore.

Dazai must not have been very early, but what about now?is it now?Could it be Dazai?

"Did I push you too fast?" Perhaps Oz's long silence made Dazai a little uneasy, and he lowered his tone a lot, as if he was about to show weakness in front of Oz.

Dazai said in a joking tone: "This is the first time for me, so I don't know what to do to be right."

"Well, Ozzy," he buried his fingers between Ozzy's fingers, then took Ozzy's hand to cover his face, and closed his eyes, "Take me as your hostage."

"Grab my throat and force me to walk against the sun. If you let go for a second, I will seize that opportunity to leave here."

Here - the world.

It is the place where both Ozzy and Dazai exist.

Dazai smiled, and pressed a kiss on Ozzy's palm: "If you don't want me to leave, just hold on tight, you know?"

"While you hold me tightly, I will teach you all the things you taught me."

Until the end, Dazai couldn't wait for Ozzy's approval of this proposal.

He was called away by a phone call.

In fact, Dazai didn't want to bother with any work at this time. After all, Yokohama has been very peaceful recently, at least there hasn't been anything particularly worthwhile for him to take care of.

But in front of Ozzy, he still has to maintain his image as a good young employee.

After the phone rang for dozens of seconds, or even a few minutes, Dazai squeezed the phone, creating a gap in the screen.

"Dun? If you tell me that the call is for some trivial matter, I will throw you to Akutagawa tomorrow and let you play happily for a few days."

"Mr. Tai, Mr. Dazai! Mr. Kenji is missing!" Atsushi's urgent voice came from the receiver, "The detective agency has some strange guests today! They brought a lot of money and wanted to trade with the president, but after the president refused, Xian Mr. Zhi sent them away and never came back! I only found his hat outside the elevator!"

Dazai frowned, and tapped his fingertips on the back of the phone involuntarily.

"Don't worry, Don, this matter..."

His back was facing Ozzy, so he didn't see Ozzy trembling all over. He silently bent over and covered his chest, and then looked at his palm in confusion.

"I'll wait for you to come back." Oz said a step ahead of Dazai, and almost raised his hand to swear that he would never run away.

Dazai hesitated for a second, hung up the phone and leaned against the wall thinking deeply: "A guy with a low credit rating, if he lies again after being trusted, no one will trust him in the future."

Ozzy hesitated: "Then my credit rating is high?"

Dazai snorted, with a feeling of disdain, as if laughing at this extremely stupid question.

Then Ozzy knew the answer. He buried his hands under the table, obediently like a primary school student in class: "Come back early after work."

"... Tsk." Dazai still frowned, but he still followed Ozzy's wishes and walked out alone, "Wait for me at home, I'll be back soon."

"Okay," said Oz in a small voice, "I'll wait for you."

He watched Dazai leave with a smile, hid his hands behind his back, and bid farewell to Dazai at the entrance.

After the door closed, Ozzy's smile faded.

The hand hidden behind his back was finally released. He lowered his head and could vaguely see the back of his feet through the palm of his hand.

Just now there was a sudden feeling of being pulled violently in his heart, and coupled with the current appearance, it must be that the time is almost up.

Could time have passed so fast?Oz laughed, opened and held his palms again, wondering if it was because he had been with Dazai for too long that his thoughts had become childish.

He pressed his forehead against the door, feeling the coldness in front of him.

Ozzy's voice was lost in the empty house.

"Why do you want you to come back just after you left? It's so strange, this kind of mood."

Outside the door, Dazai stood at the door of his house, standing in the shadows, not far away was the bright sunshine.

His back was pressed against the door, as if such an action could make him feel something.

Finally, Dazai stepped into the sunlight.It's just that the slightly dazzling sunlight has no warmth at all, as if it put him in a glacier.