When Double Black Becomes Links

Fujiwara Matsuzuki knew that his lover was secretly poking and perfecting the proposal plan, after all, Osamu Dazai had never concealed it.

During this week, he took the initiative to avoid the sphere of influence and personnel of the port mafia several times, making Fujiwara Matsuzuki's "eyeliner" ineffective.The time is not very long, about 10 minutes to an hour.

When he reappeared, Osamu Dazai didn't mention anything.It seems that he just took the initiative to leave the "vision" of Fujiwara Matsuzuki, but he suddenly became interested and wandered around wherever he wanted.

But Fujiwara Matsuzuki just knew that he should have gone to prepare things just now.

Or to choose a ring, or to get the identity certificate, or to go to a flower shop to place an order, or to go to a romantic place to arrange your own marriage proposal venue...

There are many possibilities, but the first two must be included.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki never questioned this, but Osamu Dazai soon noticed the uneasiness of her not being able to "see" anyone. On a quiet night when there were only two of them, he whispered in her ear, who closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep: "I want to give Songyue-chan a surprise. Can you wait a little longer with anticipation? I promise, that day is not far away."

Dazai Osamu's voice is so magnetic and pleasant, with a gentleness that almost fascinates people.Fujiwara Matsuzuki held his hand back with a slightly warm ear, and said in a low voice: "Okay."

She will be proposed soon!By this person who wants to live and die together.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Matsuzuki's heart lake was filled with unsettled ripples.

Because it is not clear what stage Dazai Osamu's proposal plan is in, and when he will take out the ring to propose, Fujiwara Matsuzuki is full of expectations every day in the future.

This sense of anticipation was slowly raised to the highest level during the day after day of waiting.

finally!Waiting for this day--

"Songyue-chan, don't cook tonight, let's go out to eat." Dazai Osamu appeared at the door of the house at nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, apparently he was skipping work during working hours again.

"Change clothes, let's go now." Osamu Dazai pushed Fujiwara Matsuzuki into the bedroom.

"Going out so early?" Fujiwara Matsuzuki asked confused.

"Because I need to bring Matsuzuki-chan to do the styling first." Dazai Osamu has already arranged everything, and is waiting for today's heroine to be in place.He breathed out a little, "It's a high-end restaurant, you must dress formally."

Fujiwara Matsuzuki's eyes were curved.

I didn't expect Zhi to have a sense of ritual.

……

Osamu Dazai opened the car door and let Fujiwara Matsuzuki sit in the passenger seat.

Unlike his partner Zhongya Nakahara, he has a great love for famous cars and wines, so he hasn't bought a car until now, and travels on weekdays all by walking and picking up by the port mafia.

Considering that taking people out requires a readily available means of transportation, Osamu Dazai went to Nakahara Chuya's garage to "borrow" a new car that the other party had just brought back.

After the beauty sat down, Osamu Dazai half-bent down to buckle her seat belt.

Omega, who didn't expect him to do this, froze for a moment.Osamu Dazai clearly saw his own miniature in those bright pupils.

It turns out that he looks like this now.

The eyes were raised playfully, and the whole person carried an imperceptible aggression.

Osamu Dazai's eyelashes drooped, covering his thoughtful eyes, "Matsutsuki-chan has been raised in Fujiwara's house before, so she probably hasn't been out in a car much. The person sitting in front has to buckle up the seat belt. Let me show you a demonstration."

Osamu Dazai buckled the seat belt in, and then let go of the upper half of the belt.

Without the external pull, the seat belt tightened instantly, and hit the girl's clothes with a "snap".Because it is buckled diagonally, the seat belt is just stuck in the middle of the two soft balls of Fujiwara Matsuzuki, which outlines some wonderful shapes underneath.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki followed Dazai Osamu's eyes and looked down.The sight of the sight made her blush slightly in embarrassment.

She pinched the webbing of the seat belt and was about to pull it out slightly.

"It can't be like this." Dazai Osamu clasped her hand, "The seat belt is fastened for personal safety. Satsuki-chan has been pulling it like this, and there will be no effective protection when an accident happens."

Fujiwara Matsuzuki wanted to say that she had supernatural powers, but before she could say it, she was stopped by Osamu Dazai with righteous words, "We must abide by the traffic safety laws formulated by the country."

Osamu Dazai chose to forget at this time that he had let himself go while driving more than once, and then flew out of the cliff and other places.

[After driving, Zhi should concentrate on the road conditions, and probably won't look at me much. ] Out of this thought, Fujiwara Matsuzuki loosened his knuckles a little bit.

Clearly, she compromised on that.

……

It was rare for Osamu Dazai not to make trouble while driving.The car drove steadily on the road with an average of sixty yards, and finally it didn't even have a paint chip off, and it was completely parked beside the busy street.

Although Fujiwara Matsuzuki got out of the car, he still had some doubts in his heart, "Is it really possible to park here?"

"Matsutsuki-chan really lacks common sense." Dazai Osamu motioned her to look aside, "Yes. There is a meter next to it, so this is considered a parking space."

"I'm sorry... I asked a stupid question." Although Fujiwara Matsuzuki had read other people's memories with supernatural powers, it wasn't that he didn't have any real sense of what he had personally experienced, and he was easy to forget it in a blink of an eye.When watching dramas, basically no one in the drama will explain some common sense things.So her common sense is like Schrödinger's cat.

"It's okay, I won't laugh at Matsuzuki-chan." After locking the car, Dazai Osamu touched Omega's waist quite naturally, and then pressed her against him without any resistance.

Compared with when the relationship was just established, Osamu Dazai's movements are more skilled and presumptuous now.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki obediently pressed both hands on his lover's chest, allowing Osamu Dazai to walk with his arms around her in this protective and possessive posture.

Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the two who were completely in the attitude of a couple were not eye-catching at all.

[So it's normal to lose someone with a wrong eye. 】

An information dealer who was lucky enough to recognize someone through Osamu Dazai's iconic features thought sadly: [Ah, I just met him by chance, and I want to follow him to confirm the location, and sell the information for a good price along the way.Pity--】

Osamu Dazai has strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities.So far no one on the road has found out where his residence is, let alone the omega that he hid so well.This made many organizations want to start with Osamu Dazai's omega, but they still have no idea.

Although selling the news that "Osamu Dazai appeared in this area with someone suspected of being his omega" can make a lot of money, but in this way, you have to cast a wide net, and it is easy to be traced to the head.The risks behind this are too high compared to the benefits.

However, it can be considered to resell to peers.

Maybe there is someone who can't think about it and wants to track down the cunning Osamu Dazai.

In order to enhance the credibility, the intelligence dealers hastily took pictures with their mobile phones, and the photos of the backs can only be blurred and released through encrypted channels.A few minutes after the news was released, the mouse of death icon appeared on his screen.

The information dealer was overjoyed, "I really have been taken advantage of."

……

Osamu Dazai took Fujiwara Matsuzuki into a private studio.

"Welcome." The receptionist greeted him enthusiastically.She usually has good eyesight in this line of work. Although this young man is not very old, the black coat he is wearing is high-end, and his temperament is not ordinary, so he can definitely afford it. consumption.

"My surname is Dazai, and I've already made an appointment." Osamu Dazai recognized that the receptionist was not the one he had come before, and explained concisely: "Take out the clothes I ordered, and I'm styling her."

"I hope my estimate is correct." The receptionist heard him whispering to his female companion.

Because the boys' and girls' locker rooms are located in different places, Matsuzuki Fujiwara and Osamu Dazai parted ways midway.After changing into the dress, she understood what Osamu Dazai said just now.

The waistline of this dress is just right, the size is just right, but the chest is a little tight!The dimensions of this part were definitely wrong.But taking off the bra, Fujiwara Matsuzuki thinks it will fit just right.

So it's her habit of not wearing a bra at home?

If it wasn't like this, Osamu Dazai wouldn't have judged the wrong size with his eyes...

Fujiwara Matsuzuki gave up thinking deeply about this issue.She pinched the large roses piled up with black lace on the chest of the dress, thinking: Since it doesn't affect breathing and has this as a cover, there is no need to use the ability to change the size.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki put on black lace gloves and suspenders that also had rose design elements, and then compared it to the mirror, and slowly buckled himself on the neck ornament with a lace version of a rose sewn on the side.

In this way, the omega's glands are completely covered underneath, making it impossible to peep from the outside.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki slowly provoked a smile.Whether it is from the necklace or the design of the chest, you can get a glimpse of Osamu Dazai's full selfishness.Is it just that you don't want others to see her private place?

After coming out of the fitting room, another clerk led her to the dressing room.

The stylist skillfully gave her a beautiful hairstyle.Once the hairstyle is done, the next step is makeup.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki avoided the other party's hand trying to hold her chin, "I'm sorry, my alpha is a bit possessive, and I don't like other people's physical contact with me." You Qi still touched her face intimately.

"So just leave this part to me." A clear male voice came from the side.

The powder room is shared by men and women.Osamu Dazai who came over at some time smiled and circled his omega. He ignored the stylist and said, "As I thought, this dress suits you very well."

"I guess——you especially like this design." Fujiwara Matsuzuki fiddled with his necklace.

"Because that part belongs to me alone." Osamu Dazai frankly admitted his selfishness.

Although Osamu Dazai is still wearing a three-piece suit, it is not the one he wears for his daily work in the Port Mafia, but a couple outfit that matches Fujiwara Matsuzuki's dress.It's just that the rose elements have been removed.

He rarely wore a maroon shirt.

The sleeves were loosely rolled up to the crook of the arms, revealing two bandaged arms.

On the outside of the shirt is a gray-black vest that emphasizes the figure, and underneath is a pair of dark brown suit pants.Perhaps because he is used to moving around in a coat, the coat of the same color as the vest is now draped over Dazai Osamu's shoulders.

The tie embroidered with gold thread is the most obvious bright color on his whole body.When Osamu Dazai was dressed like this and showed a gentle smile, he looked like a well-educated noble son.

But his actions soon spoiled that feeling.

Osamu Dazai lifted up Fujiwara Matsuki's chin with his index finger, and took out his own lipstick from his trouser pocket.He reminded: "Don't move, I'm putting lipstick on Songyue sauce."

Fujiwara Matsuzuki couldn't see which color of lipstick Dazai Osamu was holding.All he could see was the man's slightly lowered face, looking very seriously.His bangs are a bit long, covering his smooth and full forehead, and even poking his eyes a little.But those iris-colored eyes illuminated by the light are very, very beautiful.

The balm on the lips is slowly spread.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki felt a slight itch, and unconsciously closed her slightly parted lips.

Osamu Dazai hurriedly removed the lipstick a little bit, "Don't close your mouth suddenly, I almost overpainted."

Osamu Dazai changed from pressing Fujiwara Matsuzuki's chin with his index finger to rubbing Fujiwara Matsutsuki's chin with his index finger ambiguously, "I thought of a good way for you. Just stare blankly at me like I did just now, so I don't have the extra energy to pay attention Something else."

Fujiwara Matsuzuki lost his voice for a moment.

Did he notice it?I just saw what he was dumbfounded about.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki couldn't help but reflect on whether he was really so obvious.

#Key wrong#

As if dissatisfied with her distraction, Osamu Dazai moved closer on purpose, so that Fujiwara Matsuzuki could appreciate his charming face more closely.

"Or... my charm is only enough to charm you for a while?"

The hot air from his breathing hit Fujiwara Matsuzuki's face.Fujiwara Matsuzuki felt a surge of heat, "Where did you learn all these tricks!!"

She couldn't help reaching out to cover her beating heart.And Osamu Dazai, who had been acting so flirtatious just now, was lying on the dressing table with a smile.

The stylist who watched the whole process: "..."

Before the male guest laughed out loud, he was still thinking [I shouldn't be in the dressing room, I should be outside the dressing room], but now, he just wants to smoke a cigarette melancholy.

Is this how the new generation ao fall in love?

Tch, if you can't learn, you can't learn.

……

Dazai's restaurant is located in the same mall as this private studio.After paying, Osamu Dazai deposited the original clothes here, and walked towards the elevator with Fujiwara Matsuzuki.

Fujiwara Matsuzuki never wore high heels before this.Unable to grasp her balance, she walked very timidly, making a fool of herself, and she put her hand into Dazai Osamu's arm to relay.

Because she was afraid of falling, the movements behind her were no longer pulling, but hugging Osamu Dazai's arms.

The side of Osamu Dazai's suit close to her has been pressed out with some uneven wrinkles.But this is not the focus of Osamu Dazai's attention, the focus of his attention is his arms that are tightly encircled.

He rolled his shirtsleeves up to the crook of his arms early on.In other words, he is now in touch with the softness that belongs to women only through the bandages on his arms and the lace decoration on the chest of Fujiwara Matsuki's dress.

In this case, the presence of a certain place becomes very clear.

"Songgetsu-chan, you are too nervous now." Osamu Dazai had to stop to appease his girlfriend, "Even if you fall, I will catch you in time. So relax and don't have psychological pressure."

After I stopped walking, the shaking feeling brought by the high heels also disappeared.Feeling a little more at ease, Fujiwara Matsuzuki no longer hugged her boyfriend's arms so tightly, leaving some gaps.

The bouquet of roses made of lace bounced back a little at the bosom of her gown.Although it cannot be completely restored to its original state, at least it is no longer the squashed miserable appearance.

"We can pretend to be looking at the things in the store and slow down our pace a little more." Osamu Dazai patted the back of Fujiwara Matsuzuki's hand through a layer of silky black lace gloves, "Don't worry, I will be with you I got used to it slowly."

Over time, Fujiwara Matsuzuki slowly mastered the knack of walking in high heels.Now she can walk around the shopping mall holding her boyfriend's arm in a dignified manner. Compared with before, she has improved a lot.

The two walked into the restaurant that was reserved by Dazai Osamu just like that.

The window seat where you can enjoy the outside scenery, the emotional candlelight dinner, the impeccable food, the soft music that suits the occasion...everything is so perfect.

But it's so normal!It's so normal that it doesn't seem like Osamu Dazai, who likes to play cards against common sense.

The man sliced ​​the steak absently.

The hurriedly customized ring was placed in the coat.The marriage certificate that filled out the husband's information is folded in half in the inner pocket of the vest that is attached to the shirt.The flowers are also ready, just in vases on the table.

Everything is ready.He has the right time, the right place, and the right people.But when the juncture came, Osamu Dazai shrank a little.

Even knowing that there is a high probability that Fujiwara Matsuzuki will not reject his marriage proposal, the sense of uneasiness is still climbing up like a stubborn disease that cannot be eradicated.Because he specially waited until the temporary mark effect on Fujiwara Matsuzuki's body completely faded before implementing the proposal plan.

These days, he had many opportunities to give Fujiwara Matsuzuki another temporary mark, but Osamu Dazai never said anything.Because he hoped that the other party would agree to his marriage proposal in a "sober" state free from any external interference.

But without the interference of the temporary mark on the spiritual level, he is not completely sure whether Fujiwara Matsuzuki's intentions will remain the same.

But if you just sit still and don't act, the marriage proposal plan will not progress - Osamu Dazai knows this.

He torn between putting his hands in his coat or the inside pocket of his vest, and finally chose the former.

"Can I have this as a birthday present?" Cowards are afraid of being rejected, so they even use this roundabout way to propose marriage.

The doubts in Fujiwara Matsuzuki's heart were more or less revealed on his face. ——Isn’t today the day Osamu Dazai proposed to her?Why did he suddenly jump to ask her for a birthday gift?

She opened the folded paper and saw the words "marriage class" written on it.

In other words, it's a marriage application!

The column for the husband has already filled in the information neatly according to the format.

Clan: Dazai, Name: Governance

Date of Birth: June 6th (at least 19 years old)

The address of the residence is the wedding room they are speeding up the decoration.

There are still some materials later, but Fujiwara Matsuzuki has no energy to distract himself from reading them.Because her attention at the moment is all on what Osamu Dazai said, "On June 6th, will you go with me to the District Office to submit the marriage certificate and become, my wife?"

This way of proposing is really cunning enough.

"I am willing." Even though Osamu Dazai's way of proposing was so bad, without sweet words of love, without kneeling on one knee to give a ring, and without giving himself roses, Fujiwara Matsuzuki was still willing to agree to him.

"Speaking of which, what about the promised surprise?" She complained coquettishly, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time..."

"Songgetsu-chan, surprises are always in front of you. It's just that you used it as a decoration." Osamu Dazai got up and walked around the table, then held the black rose that was still in the vase just now, and knelt down on one knee, "Single Sending a black rose means—"

"you are my only"

no!So gross!Even if he followed the atmosphere, he couldn't say it.It's better to use flower language instead.

There are six flower languages ​​of the black rose, and Osamu Dazai thinks that the one that fits Fujiwara Matsutsuki's definition of him is: "You are my unique."