Miss Dazai has something to say

Mori Ogai's bed was very soft, and Osamu Dazai was very tired, but she slept very comfortably.

She was upset when she heard a knock on the door.

The knock on the door persisted, and Osamu Dazai continued to sleep with the quilt over his head.

Qianye Jixiang outside the door knocked on the door three times every three seconds, at an even and methodical speed.However, the slightly trembling hands still revealed the anxiety in her heart.

"It's so annoying..." Osamu Dazai buried himself in the blanket, not wanting to get up at all.

Qianye Jixiang outside the door still persevered.Her teeth clenched the corners of her lips.

She is the vice president of Sen's consortium, and now she is sent to knock on the door, and the people inside turn a deaf ear.

"Ji Xiang, there's no need to knock on the door." Sen Ouwai brought the tablet to the door, inserted the key into the door lock, and the door opened.

Mori Ou turned sideways, "Go in."

"Thank you boss", Chiba Norika regained her composure, and glanced at Mori Ogai with a glance in her eyes.

Watched by a pair of beautiful eyes implying glances, Mori Ogai was unmoved.Just looking at the tablet in my hand.

Through monitoring, he saw that Osamu Dazai had shrunk into the quilt, and he could not see Osamu Dazai's face.

When the door was opened, Osamu Dazai woke up, but he was still buried under the blanket.

"Miss, the boss asked you to have dinner." Even through the quilt, Osamu Dazai could still hear the domineering voice clearly.

Osamu Dazai kicked back the quilt, revealing half of his face, first glanced at Senouwai outside the door, and then looked at the woman in front of him.

She can't compare.

When Chiba Norika saw half of Dazai Osamu's face, she knew she had lost.

The young girl in front of her had an air of decadence on her youthful face. The two originally repulsive auras of anger and decadence coexisted harmoniously on her body.These two breaths are intertwined, and carry a charm that cannot be ignored.

This is a peculiar charm that can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

The iris-colored eyes are like the withered leaves of a rose. Although they wither, they also lose their vitality and softness.

"This sister?" Osamu Dazai looked at Sen Owai outside the door, with a smile on his face, "Father, why are you outside the door?"

Sen Owai outside the door: "???"

Father?

Chiba Jixiang who was about to tear it apart: "???"

So it's not a rival in love!

Osamu Dazai smiled shyly: "My father and my mother divorced when I was 12 years old, because my father is only interested in young girls under the age of 12, so I will live with my mother."

Osamu Dazai lowered his head to cover the corners of his mouth that could not help but rise.

"But my mother died of tuberculosis, so I can only come to my father."

Osamu Dazai clasped his hands on his knees, vividly explaining what it means to be "weak, helpless, and pitiful."

"It's okay." Chiba Yumi softened in an instant, she walked to the bedside, and held Osamu Dazai in her arms, "You don't have to be afraid, you can tell my sister anything in the future."

Chiba Norika has already assumed the role of "gentle stepmother".

Osamu Dazai said obediently, "Good sister."

"Hahaha." Sen Ouwai, who had been standing at the door, suddenly laughed, at first he just bent over and laughed in a low voice, then he looked up and laughed loudly as if he couldn't breathe.

Sen Owai laughed enough, and finally approached the door.

"Chiba, this kid likes to eat crab meat. Go prepare crab meat and some vegetables and put them in my office. You don't have to call us when it's ready." Senou sat down beside the bed, holding Dazai in his arms Zhi's shoulder, pulling Dazai Zhi out of Chiba Norika's arms, "We haven't seen each other for many years, and I want to know more about my daughter."

The second son of Mori Ogai's "daughter", spoke in a deep and slow voice, somewhat ambiguous.

It's not like a father calling his daughter.

In Qianye Jixiang's eyes, it was the love of an old father for his daughter whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Chiba Jixiang nodded and left, but was stopped.

"Sister, I'm tired. I want to eat on the bed. Can you deliver it later?" Osamu Dazai adjusted his sitting position silently. "Crab meat doesn't taste good when it's cold. Can you deliver it on time?"

Osamu Dazai looked at Mori Ohwai.

"Okay," Mori Ogai smiled, "Crab meat will be delivered when it's ready."

The moment Chiba Norika went out, Osamu Dazai immediately jumped off the bed, but his feet were pulled back.

Osamu Dazai was lying on the bed, a small section of his white belly was exposed on the white shirt.

"Dazai-kun", Mori Owai smiled lowly, he leaned over and gently stroked a small part of Dazai's exposed stomach with his fingertips.

Under the action of nails, a bright red mark appeared on the fair back of the waist.

Mori Ogai's eyes darkened, and then he lowered his shirt to cover his glaring waist, "No, I should call my daughter now, where are you going? Isn't it good to stay by Dad's side?"

"...Compared to my father's father, I still like my dead mother." Osamu Dazai buried himself face down on the quilt, his voice muffled.

"Well, dad has also changed over the years, he is not only interested in girls under the age of 12." Mori Ogai grabbed Dazai's waist, picked him up from the bed and held him in his arms, "Mother is dead, From now on, stay with Dad obediently."

"Hehe." Osamu Dazai spat out the hair that fell into his mouth. She was lying in Sen Owai's arms with her back facing her. When Sen Owai spoke, his chest trembled slightly. "Won't Alice be angry? Father, take care of me every day." Alice, you probably don't have time to take care of me."

Sen Owai raised his leg to hold down Osamu Dazai's wobbling legs, and then took out a pair of handcuffs from the cabinet beside the bed.

"Click", Osamu Dazai's hands were handcuffed.

"Alice-chan won't be angry, Alice-chan has always wanted to have a sister." Mori Ogai took a small comb and gently combed Osamu Dazai's messy hair due to struggle, "Is it, Alice-chan."

Sen Owai turned his head to look at the corner of the room.There was a lovely little bed there.

"...Yes." Alice climbed into the small bed, drew the curtain to separate the two, and fell asleep.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai sometimes doesn't know what Sen Oh is thinking.

She decided to wait and see.

Dazai Osamu did not speak, but Mori Ogai entered the role of "father".Ask questions all the time.

"Did Dazai-kun get along well in these years without father?"

Mori Ogai picked up a strand of Dazai Osamu's hair, combed it and put it back, brushing Dazai Osamu's slender neck vaguely with his fingertips.

"Does Dazai-kun miss Dad at night?"

Sen Ou stretched his hands from behind Dazai's neck, smoothing Dazai's crumpled shirt collar with both hands.Then he put his hand on Dazai's shoulder.

"Dazai-kun..." Mori Ouwai put his chin on Dazai Osamu's shoulder, "Did you eat well? Let Dad check the growth status."

Hot air sprayed on the tips of the ears, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in my heart, followed by irritability.

Dazai pursed his lips.

"It's getting old, why don't you take care of yourself?" Dazai Osamu's voice was cold.

"It's too much." Mori Ogai complained with his head tilted, looking at Osamu Dazai's face close at hand, he slowed down his voice, "I'm only 40 years old. It's the age for a successful career."

The warm breath stained a small patch of skin on Dazai Osamu's cheek.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Osamu Dazai turned his head, there was no trace of emotion in his iris eyes.

"roll."

she said so.