Zaizafang

"I mean—is there a possibility that a creature like Osamu Dazai just doesn't want to come to work?"

During afternoon tea time, Kunikida Doppo drank his coffee with a rather sad tone.

"Kunikida-kun, please remove the possibility, he just doesn't want to come to work." Yu Xieye taunted directly, "I asked for leave yesterday and said I had calf cramps, and the day before yesterday said that I had thigh cramps, and he didn't come today. I think he is ass. Cramp, I can't guarantee that my brain will cramp tomorrow."

He and Xie Ye were sharpening their knives, as if they were going to dissect Dazai.

In the end, even Osamu Dazai had doubts about whether he had a partner—look at him lying down like this, can he still find a wife?

They got angry and started complaining.Edogawa Ranbu, who was lying on the side, opened his eyes and glanced at them. He didn't want to eat melons at all, but felt that they were a little noisy.

He tucked his face into the crook of his arm, thinking that Dazai obviously wasn't lying about this matter.

……

"Why." Osamu Dazai lay on the bed in grief, grief and indignation, with the bandages scattered and his hair messy.

"What why?" The elder Dazai also had disheveled hair, too lazy to take care of himself.There were still some tears in his eyes, and he was yawning, but his body was wrapped in a bit of fresh smoke. He held the plate in his left hand, and randomly cut a piece of toast with a small piece of bacon in his right hand, regardless of the size. Stuff it in Dazai's mouth.

"Too much black pepper." He consciously opened his mouth to be fed, chewed and swallowed for a while, and took another sip of the coffee Dazai handed over.

Dazai raised his eyes, and his tone was extremely indifferent: "I don't have to choose. Give me something to eat quickly. After eating, get up and go to work. I want to go back to sleep."

"You just know how to sleep." Osamu Dazai was very dissatisfied, "At your age, can you sleep? Should you sleep? Do you have the heart to eat at home and live on my salary? And I'm in so much pain... I don't want to move."

"Yes, yes, you don't want to move." Dazai forked up the remaining toast, mixed the remaining fried egg and ate it himself.The breakfast he made is still something that people can eat. Although the heat of the food produced is different every day, eating a meal is like opening a blind box - so it can be eaten after all, and the other Dazai Osamu can't eat at all. .

As for whether the omelette is fully cooked, whether the toast is burnt, and whether the coffee temperature is just right, who cares?

As a result, Osamu Dazai often ridiculed him for implementing "randomness" in cooking.

He stacked the used bowls in the kitchen sink, rinsed some water and soaked them, thinking that it was time to buy a dishwasher, yawned himself again, and quickly walked back to the bedroom with his eyes half-closed, and opened the door skillfully. Crawled onto the bed with a corner of the quilt and tucked himself in.

"Hey—won't you just sleep like this—"

Dazai turned over, pulled the quilt over his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Otherwise?"

Osamu Dazai went to make trouble with him, and the quilt was lifted, and most of the heat in the bed dissipated.

"Don't you want to move..." He finally closed his eyes and leaned against Dazai Osamu, mournfully, "Just say what you want me to do."

"I want to fuck you." A certain Osamu Dazai said the words without any shame.

"It's morning."

"It's suitable all day long."

"You still have to go to work. You just finished saying you don't want to move."

"It's not important to go to work or something. I don't want to move, but you can move."

Dazai finally opened his eyes and looked at this lover who was more excited than anyone else when he was talking, but worse than anyone else when he was practicing. He stood up and pressed a kiss on the corner of the other's mouth, blocking the next flirty words.

After all, the younger Osamu Dazai fell silent immediately.

He is much more pleasing to the eye when he is not talking, at least his eyebrows and eyes look delicate and cute.And he didn't experience the bad luck that every Osamu Dazai has to go through, and has always been pampered. Although he is not young this year, his active youthful spirit has been preserved for a long time.Up to now, Oda Saku and Dazai will still spoil him, in different ways.Not to mention others, Butei's partner Kunikida and Odasaku have a certain degree of commonality, Ango frowns daily but always indulges, and even Mori Ogai, who has long since "severed ties", is very fond of Dazai. Zhi's attitude is also very ambiguous, welcome back anytime.

He seemed really happy.

The kiss was very shallow, and within a few seconds, it was effective in calming people down. Dazai stretched out his arms and hugged Dazai, and the two of them shrank into the bed together.

Both of them have no flesh. Osamu Dazai has been raised very well in the past two years. Compared with the previous years, he has become taller and taller. His arms and thighs are ridiculously thin and fatter, but the collarbone and other places are still hard, and his wrists are light. Loose can be circled.Before the bandage was wrapped, he easily touched the skin on the inner side of the opponent's wrist, rubbed his fingertips on the scars, blood vessels and meridians, crawled his fingertips to the palm of his hand and passed through the gap between his fingers, and pressed his palms together, gently and firmly holding this beloved Playful hands pressed against the sheets.

"What do you want to do?" This flirtatious gesture reminded Osamu Dazai of something that just happened last night. He lay on his side facing Dazai, his eyes wary, "It's still morning."

He returned what the other party had said a few minutes ago.

"Honey, I don't have as much energy as you do."

"That's the funniest joke I've heard this year."

Seeing that someone was about to settle last night's bill, Dazai sighed softly: "What exactly do you want me to do?"

"say you Love Me."

"I love you. I love you so much that the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. The sky is falling apart. The sun and the moon can learn from the true feelings." He finally concluded indifferently, "I really love you to death. Is it alright?"

This is too bad.

Osamu Dazai gnawed on his neck, "I, love, die, you, too."

He was still not satisfied after eating it, and insisted on grinding the piece of skin with his teeth, leaving red marks.Dazai felt some pain, probably about to break his skin, so he pulled the biter off by the collar of his pajamas, and looked at him face to face.

"So can you go to work for me for a day?" The kid who had just vented licked his lips, and finally said the true purpose of the twists and turns that took half a morning to spit out.

Dazai looked at him with surprised eyes, looked up and down for a while, as if it was just the first day they met.

"I thought it would be boring for us to be together, and it's always boring to face the exact same self." He said, "It's good for you, changing things every day."

"Just go for a day and see if they can recognize the difference between us. Think of it as making up for what happened last night. I'm not as good as you, insisting on playing with bandages..." Osamu Dazai murmured.

"You'll be quite happy with yourself tomorrow night." Dazai said helplessly, "Okay, just once."

After he finished speaking, he remained motionless.

"You got up!"

"What are you doing up so early?" Dazai glanced at him lightly, "Don't you usually go to work at ten o'clock?"

"makes sense……"