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

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The hot spring hotel established by Osamu Dazai is said to have a history of 150 years, is rich in minerals, and is located in the mountains.

Along the Qingwenshi Road, the wooden Japanese-style hotel exudes a leisurely atmosphere. The deep corridors connect the houses, and the hot springs are in the open-air yard. A hotel has only two courtyards, one east and one west.

Osamu Dazai went to check the room, while I went out and asked the innkeeper for some eggs and milk.

Come here, how can you not eat authentic hot spring eggs.

Both Tokyo and Yokohama are extremely modern cities. I have never seen tatami mats since I was a child, let alone this standard Japanese room.

Osamu Dazai showed his familiarity. He told me where to put the futon in the Japanese room, and I can sleep after taking it out at night.

"Does Dazai like living in a Japanese room?" I was slightly puzzled.

Osamu Dazai smiled, and replied politely: "I lived there when I was young."

as a child?

It suddenly occurred to me that I had never known about Osamu Dazai's past. In daily life, he was reckless, unruly, and doing whatever he wanted, but in some formal occasions, he could see the measured elegance from his demeanor.

He didn't want to mention it, and I didn't intend to pursue it, but I didn't expect that Osamu Dazai would take the initiative to bring up his past.

"I'm from the Tsushima family in Aomori." Osamu Dazai took off his windbreaker, slowly unbuttoned it with his green and beautiful knuckles, and hung it aside.

I had already changed the bath towel, and I heard: "So Dazai is a young master from a big family."

Aomori... That place seems to be dedicated to the god of Huangba Tushen. I have seen it in the materials of Chuya Chuya.

"It was a pedantic family that made people feel horrible. After so long, when I think of that experience, I still have nightmares." Osamu Dazai's tone could not hear the joy or anger: "So I ran away from home, and then I was killed by Mr. Mori." Picked it up and joined the port mafia."

"Ah... sorry."

"Isn't it the past?" Osamu Dazai smiled, and pushed open the door leading to the courtyard: "Besides, compared to the present, I have abandoned the past long ago."

It’s already extremely cold in November, especially in Hokkaido, where it’s going to snow in a while, I only wear a bath towel, and the wind blows in, and I can’t help shivering.

Osamu Dazai had already reached the edge of the pool, he turned around, fell into the water freely, and made a huge splash.

I blinked, and a few seconds later, when the water surface returned to calm, it was steaming white.

"Dazai?" I felt a little helpless, and walked to the hot spring with a small box containing eggs and milk in bags.

A wet head popped out of the water, pawing at the edge of the hot spring, he stretched out his left hand: "I am the hot spring god, now, choose, is this golden Dazai you dropped?"

He stretched out his right hand again: "Is this the silver Dazai?"

Then he stood still and raised his hands: "Or this handsome and cute Dazai?"

Hot Springs...God?

I smiled slightly: "I want them all."

Only children make choices, adults of course choose all, what's more, the person to be chosen is still Dazai.

"But I can only choose one." Osamu Dazai looked at me persistently, as if it was impossible for me not to answer.

I froze for a moment, the flirting in front of me seemed to have other meanings, the scene in today's illusion is vivid in my mind.

I must have thought too much, it was just an illusion, besides, Osamu Dazai didn't know what I saw, so he replied: "Then I want my Dazai."

Osamu Dazai was finally satisfied, and moved a hot spring for me who was freezing in the cold air.

I first threw the egg frame down, and then entered the water, the hot spring immediately dispelled the cold, and the white mist scattered on my body, making me feel warm.

"It's so comfortable." I sighed.

"Yes, this hotel has received rave reviews online."

"Online again?" I suddenly remembered that every time Osamu Dazai looked for stores online, they were all terrible.

Last time I talked about a dessert shop with rave reviews on the Internet, but it turned out to be so bad that I couldn't stand it, and the mousse was so bad that my throat was sticky.

Osamu Dazai coughed lightly: "Didn't you step on the thunder this time?"

He used the hot spring as a swimming pool, and ran to the other side to grab bamboo leaves.

I was soaking in the water, and suddenly got excited, wanted to stand up and get closer to Osamu Dazai, but as soon as my skin touched the air, I was stimulated by the temperature difference, and I subconsciously fell back into the water.

The bottom of the pool is made of rocks, slippery, and I didn't pay attention for a while, and the whole person fell into the water.

When the water poured into the ears, there was a strange roar, as if hearing the sound of water. It is really interesting to see things in the water. The original upright objects are blurred and distorted by the water ripples, bringing a strange beauty.

Drowning seems to be a suicide method favored by Osamu Dazai before.

I just sank like that.

Anyway, it will not drown for a while.

The feeling of drowning is actually not good, but in water, especially hot spring water, it is a kind of gentleness that makes people unconsciously indulge in it. The water wraps the whole body, as if returning to the womb and soaking in the amniotic fluid.

Full of security.

The temperature of this hot spring is not too high, only [-] degrees, even if you lie on the bottom, you won't get hot.

Actually, a little addicted?

I remembered a long time ago, on the day when the Mingguang Group collapsed, when Masao Fujita, who was sincere to me, was killed by me, he was lucky enough to jump over the building, such an exciting and thrilling experience.

I have many teachers, Mr. Verlaine, Mr. Fukuzawa, but Masao Fujita is the only one whom I directly call as teacher.

pity.....

I know in my heart that it will take a long time for the water to drown me, but this life and death still makes people addicted to it.

Just as I was thinking this, with a plop, I saw Osamu Dazai not far away, also dived into the water and swam towards me.

We both knew that I couldn't die, and I didn't want to die. It was pure accident and whim to lie down like this, but I could see the anger in the iris-colored eyes in the blur of the water waves.

I'm cowardly.

This moment, he has come to me.

His waist was embraced by him, and he held me in his arms. He didn't even want to bring me up, so he stuck to me without any force, and bit my lip.

Not breath taking, just underwater kissing.

I had already held my breath for more than ten seconds, but the oxygen was taken away again, and the eardrums hurt from the water pressure, so I struggled lightly, but did not break free.

Osamu Dazai hugged him very tightly, and kissed even harder.

In fact, it is very simple to struggle, but at this time, it is a fool to struggle.

It will be played to death by someone who settles old scores.

I whimpered involuntarily.

The whole person lost his strength, his eyes were slack, he was hugged by him, and he stayed at the bottom of the water, at his mercy.

In fact, the main thing to fear is his punitive kiss.

The bandage on Osamu Dazai's abdomen came loose, and the bath towel around his waist was also loose. In my panic, I tore it aside.

The snow-white and jet-black hair spread out at the bottom of the water, intertwined, as if they were about to drown in this enthusiasm.

When Osamu Dazai dragged me up, he was sitting on the rock near the shore, and I was gasping weakly in his arms, my wet hair clinging to my skin, Osamu Dazai pushed my face back.

I wanted to raise my head, but he held me in his arms. He sat with his knees half bent, and I just lay on his lap.

The water in the hot spring is nearly 37 degrees, and the body temperature is [-], but I feel that the skin that touches it is hotter.

There should be tears in the corners of my eyes, but I was in the hot spring, except for the redness, I couldn't tell that I was crying.

Osamu Dazai chuckled, and asked knowingly: "Is it fun?"

"I was wrong." No matter what, admit your mistake first.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished, Qianli." He raised his finger and raised my chin, making me look at him in an extremely unnatural posture, and see myself in a mess from his eyes.

His playful tone, with a wicked pleasure: "I'm very angry."

"Then please please me, Qianli."

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我写这章的时候，脑子里就一个想法，温泉水下应该很烫吧。感谢在2022-03-1423:31:00~2022-03-1521:03:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Nini doesn't want to say 5 bottles;

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