[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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He wiped the tears from my eyes.

I curled up in the corner, my whole body was sore, I stared at that guy angrily.

What just happened?I owed a few words, and then he kissed me, and then?Then I was carried to the bathroom, only then did I realize that the broken chain can also adjust the length...Damn it, Lao Tzu and Fei Jiachun have been in love for three years, have never kissed, and now they are with a stranger.

I'm not clean anymore...

"Sorry." Osamu Dazai said with a hoarse voice, quite innocent: "You provoked it first, Qianli."

I was so angry that I couldn't speak: "Are we familiar? This is the first time we met, bastard..."

I was angry because I was eaten and wiped away, and I was even more angry just now. Why didn't I resist when my brain twitched?

It would be easy to knock this weak guy out.

"However, you are lying to me." He leaned over and smiled from the corner of his eyes: "Qianli's reaction is exactly the same as before."

I suppressed the weirdness in my heart, closed my eyes and ignored him.

The subconscious told me that it is best not to ask any more questions.

Osamu Dazai didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't bring up the so-called past events, he lay down and fell asleep.

I opened my eyes and looked at that beautiful face with a complicated expression. He was sleeping soundly, but... who can save me who is inexplicable all the time?

In the end what happened?

What before, what kidnapping?

Forget it, don't think about it, go to sleep.

The big deal is to pretend to fall in love with him, and then escape to find a way, but there is no way...just Stockholm.

What am I thinking?I haven't done Fei Jia's mission yet?How can I be so reckless?

I cursed myself secretly, decided to play the role of falling in love with him well, and then hurried out.

A night without dreams.

I don’t know if it’s night or not. Anyway, there are no windows or clocks in this place. Maybe the two of them fell asleep when they were tired from playing.

When I woke up, my sense of smell came back before my consciousness, and I smelled the aroma of food.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and got up, only to find that the door through which Osamu Dazai came in was open, revealing the corridor outside.

Corridor, isn't this the basement?Looking at the decoration of the corridor, it looks more like the inner floor of a villa.

Osamu Dazai came in with two plates of food, and the aroma wafted over his nostrils: "Qianli, it's time to eat."

I was taken aback, wondering if I hadn't woken up, then I looked down at the shackles under my feet, oh, I woke up.

I saw Dazai Osamu's natural look, so I calmly got out of bed and sat down at the dinner table like a normal person.

Breakfast is tomato pasta and fried bacon. The tomato sauce evenly wraps the pasta. The rolled pasta shaped by the fork is sprinkled with chopped parsley. Meaty.

I ate it, and I didn't worry about what kind of poison he gave him. If he wanted to kill me, he would have killed him.

The aroma filled my mouth, and I sighed a little. I have been cooking for three years, and it is the first time to enjoy the food made by others.

At Fei Jia’s time, I had nothing to do every day. I was either studying food or staring at the mirror. Occasionally, when I was doing tasks, I escaped from control to tease the agents of Winter Fortress.

After eating a ball of pasta, I looked at Osamu Dazai in surprise, "Why don't you eat it?"

He rested his chin, his brows and eyes curved: "I want to watch thousands of miles to eat."

I silently stuffed another ball of bacon into my mouth.

You are such an idiot.

"Thousands of miles eat so cute." He picked up the fork and ate his own noodles.

I was a little curious: "You don't look like someone who can cook."

He hesitated for a few seconds before answering, lowering his eyes, looking at the pasta: "What, you can learn it after a while."

He was smiling, but the breath around him was so low that he seemed to be crying.

I was a little helpless: "Have a meal..."

Why is this guy so sentimental?But it is true that it is human beings, after all, it is impossible for artificial intelligence to simulate...

I blushed, lowered my head, and moaned.

Osamu Dazai, the entertainment facilities are better than Feijiali. When I was in the house of the dead, the only pastime I could get in touch with was the computer modified by Feijia. I searched for some recipes and so on, and when I went out to do tasks, many people stared at me with.

Fei Jia said that he was afraid that I would die outside.

I said it doesn't matter, anyway, my ability is out of control, and carrying me back is the difference between dying in the house or not.

Fei Jia stared at me for a few seconds, then went on to work. When I went out, there were still a large group of people watching... Well, Fei Jia said it was for protection.

Osamu Dazai brought back a lot of books for me.

I also didn't ask for electronics, which was obviously out of the question for a kidnapped person.

So I lived a life of studying literature, eating and waiting to die.

Osamu Dazai has a strict mouth, but even so, I guessed something.

After I lost my memory, Fei Jia didn't add many memories to me, because he said that before I lost my memory, I had just joined the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and he didn't know about my past.

Then Dazai Osamu should be my... love debt before I joined the Five Decays of Heaven and Man?

I probably guessed something.

I used to be lovers with Dazai Osamu, and then I fell in love with Fei Jia at first sight, joined the five evils of heaven and man, left Yokohama for Russia, and then lost my memory.

I'm kind of a scum... isn't it?This doesn't match...what's wrong?

Whenever I want to continue to think, my head starts to hurt, and then I am forced to give up thinking deeply.

Sometimes when Osamu Dazai was on the side, he would gently hug me, rub me, and tell me not to think too much.

"Wait for a while, Qianli." He said softly, "I will solve your memory problem."

Although I was puzzled, my head didn't allow me to think too much, so I could only nod weakly and agree.

My little life was really good.

Except... I silently squeezed my gradually disappearing abdominal muscles, and looked at the culprit hesitantly.

Osamu Dazai spread his hands quite innocently.

I sighed helplessly.

It seems that this is not bad?

Although I am a little sorry for Fei Jia.

"What are you thinking?" Osamu Dazai put his furry head together.

"Miss you." Fuck Fedya.

I am in Stockholm, and no one can cure me.

Sugar-coated cannonballs and beautiful temptations, who can resist this.

Time passed day by day, I don't know how long it has been, but judging by how much I slept, it must have been a month.

I have read almost a hundred of the great works sent by Osamu Dazai.

When I was bored to a certain level, I asked Osamu Dazai to buy me two sets of advanced mathematics.

Although I threw that thing aside as soon as I opened it.

Osamu Dazai has not been here recently, so I lazily turned over and opened the next page of the book.

He's been very busy recently, and he doesn't know what he's busy with. He hasn't come for two days. Fortunately, he gave me a lot of snacks.

"You seem to be doing well, little thin leaf." The long-lost noise sounded, and I was a little dazed, and I glanced at Gogol who suddenly appeared in the room.

"You finally remembered that I disappeared?"

"Fei Jia asked me to tell you that his experiment failed." Gogol smiled and flew towards my ankle with a playing card in his hand.

Of course the iron chain was not broken, but I was hurt by the beating. It was an iron card. If Gogol aimed a little bit crookedly, my hamstring would be picked out.

"Experiment, what experiment?" I frowned: "Can you aim a little more accurately, and you are a space-type supernatural being, what kind of darts are you playing?"

"How does the clown know?" Gogol shrugged and stepped forward, the iron plate in his hand turned into a key: "A clown's dear best friend is always mysterious."

key?My heart sank, and I pretended to be casual: "Where's the guy who kidnapped me?"

"Who knows, I was killed by Tuo Si." Gogol unconcernedly opened my shackles, and threw the key on the ground: "If you get out of trouble, let's go quickly."

He stretched out his hand to me: "Tuosi wants to see you."

I got out of bed, picked up the key, and saw the blood on the iron... It wasn't my blood that was scratched by the iron plate, but the blood that had condensed earlier.

"Fei Jia just gave you this key?" I tried to put the key in my pocket, and then remembered the pajamas I was wearing.

"Can you take me to change clothes first?"

"Two days ago." Gogol grabbed my hand: "Then go to the clothing store."

Activated the space system ability, [jacket].

Two days ago, Osamu Dazai didn't come to see me on time...just right.

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The author has something to say:

In fact, I have never understood the kind of abusive texts of being imprisoned/imprisoned by a sick girl, and then you abuse me and I abuse you. You just think, he loves you, and you can’t run away, so follow it, or pretend to obey, first obey and lower His vigilance is calling the police, why should he anger the perpetrator? ? ?

If it were me, I would follow the Two-dimensional. Of course, I would give in to the three-dimensional and ran to the police.

Where have I heard a saying that life is like rape, enjoy it if you can't resist it.

Having said so much, I am not encouraging everyone to condone criminals, but just expressing my own views. When encountering danger or incompetence, be subdued. The most important thing is to live!Find a perfect opportunity before calling the police or asking for help. Don't study novels, resist violently, or simply hide it.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!