I got the BE script and got entangled by my ex-boyfriends

, what to do now.

Osamu Dazai: At my dear girlfriend's house~

Kunikida Doppo: Is the p-map technology so developed now?

Osamu Dazai: Oh, Kunikida-kun, are you jealous of me (laughs)

Kunikida Doppo: Huh?What did you say?How could I be jealous of someone like you... Wait, it's past ten o'clock, what are you doing at a girl's house! ! !

Osamu Dazai: Didn’t you just say it was a p-picture?

Kunikida Doppo gradually became manic: Osamu Dazai, come back quickly!

Osamu Dazai: It is not illegal for male and female friends to spend the night together.

Kunikida Doppo: ...Listen to me, Dazai, I know you can't forget Ms. Tsukishiro, but there's really no need to harm other innocent girls, they just have the same hair color, that's all!

Osamu Dazai really wanted to laugh, if he didn't have to take Tsukishiro Chinatsu into consideration, he would definitely laugh and cry.

Osamu Dazai: Kunikida-kun~This is Chinatsu~

He curled his lips and smiled maliciously.

Kunikida Doppo: ...you ate something weird again.

Osamu Dazai's fingers tapped the screen quickly.

Osamu Dazai: Are you still in the detective agency?It's already very late, Kunikida-kun~ How about going back to rest early... Ah, it doesn't matter if you don't go back, because no matter where you are, you are alone~ I am different, I have a girlfriend to accompany, envy, Are you jealous, Kunikida-kun~

Kunikida Doppo: Osamu Dazai, you have finally gone crazy.

……

Yuecheng Qianxia was woken up by the cold wind pouring into the window. She tugged on the quilt in a daze, and accidentally touched a section of the neckline.

Turned off the transmitter yesterday... Did she sleep on the bed obediently...

Why is it so cold, Yuecheng Qianxia frowned and looked at the open window, it was raining again.

Don't want to get out of bed.

Tsukishiro Qianxia closed her eyes, pulled the quilt over her head, her warm fingers touched the cool cloth again, it definitely wasn't a quilt to the touch.

What is it.

Yuecheng Qianxia opened her eyes again impatiently.

The brown collar she held in her hand caused her to fall into a momentary stupor, and then she found a silver chain tied to her wrist.

The head on the pillow looked around, the transmitter was placed at the head of the bed, and there was a cat doll against the wall, yes, it was her bed.

She was stunned.

???

Yuecheng Qianxia lifted the quilt, lost all sleepiness, and rushed out of the room before putting on her shoes.

In the kitchen, Osamu Dazai was rattling.

43. Chapter 43 Moon City Qianxia Disappears Again

I got the BE script and got entangled by my ex-boyfriends

by heavy string

Jinjiang Literature City alone

Tsukishiro Chika stood at the door, watching Osamu Dazai wearing a white floral apron, the cuffs rolled up to reveal more bandages, steam was rising from the open pot, and the lid fell to the ground.

"Huh? Qianxia, ​​are you up now? My breakfast isn't ready yet."

Tsukishiro Qianka's long hair was disheveled. Seeing such a good wife and loving mother, Osamu Dazai paused for 30 seconds and said slowly, "Why are you here?"

Osamu Dazai put the lid on the pot, took out a box of crab meat from the shopping bag beside him, gave her a tender look, and smiled with his iris-colored eyes, "This is the picture I once imagined."

Moon City Qianxia: "???"

Although I don’t understand, I was shocked. Is this why you unlocked my kitchen early in the morning and exploded it.

I might still be dreaming.

"Pfft..." Osamu Dazai immediately failed, and couldn't hold back, "Hahaha Qianxia would believe it? It's ridiculous."

Ah, it really is Dazai Osamu who is right.

Tsukishiro Chika was barefoot, naturally showing a slight dislike. She rubbed her messy hair and said as she walked, "This house is not mine. If you want to fry the kitchen, I suggest you buy one yourself. Be happy."

The food in the pot is very fragrant. Has he learned how to cook in the past few years?

When she leaned over to take a look, she realized that she was thinking too much.

You can always trust Osamu Dazai not to cook things.

Persimmons, crab meat, tomatoes, beef, chestnuts...these are all she can see with her naked eyes.

This is to poison her.

Osamu Dazai continued to put ingredients into the pot happily.

"Dazai, you will fix this big pot of breakfast by yourself later, remember to clean up all the kitchen utensils you have used."

Osamu Dazai took out a small notebook from his pocket, with stars shining in his eyes, and coquettishly said, "Qianxia, ​​these ingredients can produce toxins when mixed together~ Don't you think this is a great way to die for love?"

Yuecheng Qianxia returned him a bright smile, "Remember to clean it up."

After all, turn around and leave.

"Do you like the bracelet?"

Osamu Dazai's voice suddenly sank, it sounded gentle, but normal and quiet.

She paused, raised her hand, and finally thought of the chain on her wrist.

Osamu Dazai turned around and continued to make the poisonous soup. When she turned around, she couldn't see his expression, but felt that Osamu Dazai was extremely calm at this moment.

"I like it, thank you."

When she goes back, send it back to the detective agency intact.

Osamu Dazai laughed, "Don't return it again."

... Could this person be able to read her thoughts?

Yuecheng Qianxia covered the bracelet and said, "No way."

Osamu Dazai listened to the girl leaving barefoot, with a silent smile in his iris-colored eyes.

Lying again.

……

The breakfast of love cooked by Dazai Osamu is the sewer.

……

Osamu Dazai didn't stay here too long. As soon as he left, Gojo Satoru came to give him a new mobile phone.

It was almost doubtful whether he had known in advance that Wujo Satoru was coming, so he ran away ahead of time.

After Gojo Satoru delivered the phone, he didn't stay long, and didn't even continue to ask about yesterday's affairs.

Gaozhuan is overwhelmed by the past events left over from 20 years ago, and it seems that Kamo Xianren, the most evil magician in the history of the Kamo family, has been implicated.

Gojo Satoru is now out of skills, so he can only go back to work.

This is exactly what Yuecheng Qianxia wanted.

When he left, she packed the egg tarts she bought from outside, her fair face was expressionless, and a thin smile slowly appeared, "You have worked hard, you can eat these."

Gojo Satoru's body and mind were instantly healed.

"I'll eat it well!" Gojo Satoru was very happy, "I'll finish it and come back as soon as possible."

Don't come back.

The smile faded.

……

In the afternoon, the weather suddenly became gloomy.

Gojo Satoru came out of the conference room, turned his head and glanced at the light rain outside the window.

There are still four birthday presents left, do you want to refer to Glass's opinion?

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and flipped through the phone book. The smart phone was indeed much more convenient than the flip phone.

"...is it Mr. Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru stopped.

"Wow, it's really Wutiao teacher! I heard the teacher mentioned to you that you are the strongest supporter in the magic world. I didn't expect to see the teacher here today. I am so lucky!"

The brown short-haired girl looked at him with admiration. She was wearing a high school//uniform and had a huge height difference with him. It was very difficult to look at him with her neck raised.

"Is it from the Kyoto school?"

The girl nodded again and again, bowed and said, "I'm from the Kyoto school! It's an honor to meet Mr. Wujo!"

Gojo Satoru temporarily put away his mobile phone, and with an approachable smile on his face, he said, "Are you here to find the principal of Leyansi? He is still in the conference room. You should wait at the door first."

The short-haired girl followed in his footsteps and said eagerly, "Teacher Wutiao is leaving now!"

Gojo Satoru stopped again, put one hand in his pocket, and turned around, "Do you have any questions you want to ask me?"

The first-year student bit her lip, raised her eyes hesitantly, and muttered, "...Well, I want to know if Miss Yuecheng is really wanted by the magic world for doing heinous things."

Gojo Satoru was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help laughing out loud, and didn't lose his temper as rumored, she blinked and looked at him in confusion, suddenly relieved in her heart.

"Have the rumors about Qianxia become so outrageous now?" Gojo Satoru sighed helplessly, unable to tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but it made her feel a little sour.

"Well, teacher, I also have a question for you. You girls will feel happy when you receive any gifts."

The short-haired girl was stunned, this is a jumping topic, but she still answered Teacher Wutiao's question well, "It doesn't have to be limited to what gift the other party sends, as long as it is prepared with heart, I will be very happy. "

Very standard promise.

Gojo Gojo nodded approvingly, and the next second, when the sound of raindrops became urgent and heavy, he received a call from Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

The breath instantly became cold.

One day in 2014, a first-year junior high school student at the Kyoto school ran into Gojo Satoru at the Tokyo school, and watched him turn his face like a book and disappear in the blink of an eye.

When Gojo Satoru rushed to Tsukishiro Chika's apartment, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was anxiously waiting and regained his composure. After all, the other party was a thousand-year-old Token Fusangshin, and no matter how anxious he was, he would never lose his image.

He walked on his short legs and explained next to Gojo Satoru, who was depressed, "I went out at eleven o'clock, and I haven't come back yet. I didn't bring my mobile phone or bag. I just went out and bought some lunch and came back. At first I thought she was going to hide from the rain, but I found out that her mobile phone was in the room after I called..."

Gojo Satoru was silent, his face as frosty as snow, and he opened the door of the room.

The room has a strong atmosphere of life, the quilts are neatly folded, there is a cat doll on the bedside, and the water cup from last night is placed on the bedside table. With the curtains open, there is a light fragrance in the air.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was anxious, with red eyes, and said: "Will you come back when the rain stops?