My baby tamer can't be the leader

When the slightly hasty doorbell rang suddenly, I was still wondering who would come to me so late.

It's just that before I could look through the cat's eyes, the door lock made a soft 'click' sound, and was pushed away a little from the outside, and was held by the door chain again.

Through the crack of the door, I saw Osamu Dazai who had just parted from me not long ago. He held the door frame with one hand, pursed his light-colored lips, and drooped his eyelashes.

"It's really cunning...Miss." He said softly, "Are you so sure?"

What, sure about what? ?

After being dazed for a moment, I motioned for him to let go and let me undo the door chain.

The light brown eyes stared at me for a few seconds, until I was so watched by Osamu Dazai that I almost couldn't help lowering my head to check whether I was well-dressed, then he let go of his hand and let me close the door, Pulled the door chain.

When I opened the door again, the incomprehensible and complicated expression on his body had already dissipated, leaving only the lightness and self-confidence when I saw him in the morning.

It's almost as if... Deliberately fit the performance that this age group should have, "Will you let me in without even asking? Isn't it too vigilant, Miss?"

I thought to myself that even this door chain can't stop him, but it's one thing for him to see what I'm thinking, and another thing for me to say it directly...Sister Sakura's euphemism is really amazing No matter which 'Osamu Dazai' he is, it is fully reflected.

"Then you don't have to ring the doorbell." I stepped aside, closed the door after he came in, and walked to the hotel's own wine cabinet, "Would you like something to drink, Dazai-kun?"

He stopped by the door for a moment, as if he had looked around every corner of the room, before he slowly walked to the table in the living room, "Please feel free."

Although I'm still wondering what Osamu Dazai is here for, anyway, I'm the only one at this meeting... It's really lonely.

In the past, at least one cat was with me, but now that cat doesn’t know where to make trouble, I have to think about how to remind him to be careful without any trace.

Ah, so to speak, even when I first arrived in Japan, I was never so lonely... Although Dazai never used this to invite me to credit, but in the first period of time, it was true that most of the time It is he who is with me, so that I have no time to be distracted and immersed in the feelings of a foreign country.

He is obviously a cat who likes to act coquettishly and ask for credit with trivial things, but he doesn't say anything about his real dedication. Even if I don't realize this, he won't try to remind me in the slightest the meaning of.

...What a contradictory guy.

"Isn't it impolite to be so distracted in front of the guests?" Osamu Dazai sat on the single sofa with his legs crossed, and looked at me with quite dissatisfied with his beautiful kite eyes, "It's better to respect me a little bit. Identity? If Mr. Mori finds out, he will definitely laugh at me again."

"It's not a distraction, is it? After all, I was really thinking about 'Dazai-kun'." I took out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, and took out an ice bucket and Coke from the refrigerator. Seriously?" He poured himself a glass of iced Coke and pushed the whiskey to him.

I was expecting him to keep emphasizing whether I was trying to suck shit or the difference between him and that 'Dazai Osamu', but slightly out of my expectation...he didn't.

On the contrary, he even raised his eyes slightly, and asked about my past with Dazai in an interesting tone.

My intuition told me that there was some kind of abnormality, like a dissonant sound suddenly sounded in a performance, which made me stuck subconsciously.

But I couldn't find where the premonition that made me feel a little creepy came from, so I could only hold it down for the time being.

Osamu Dazai didn't mind my pause, he unsealed the bottle of whiskey straight away, poured himself a drink, took a sip, and gently removed the last topic, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk now, let's talk, miss What were you doing just now?"

……

【Now】—Of course, only now.

The strong liquor swirled around on the tip of the tongue and then slid down the throat.

After using that method to abruptly reverse his original decision, she wouldn't think that things could go back to the original level, would she?Isn't that too naive?

Obviously she has been given a chance, but the other party doesn't appreciate it.

After forcing him to admit some...emotions that he didn't want to admit, and even wanted to hide, now he wants to stay out of it by himself?

There is nothing so good in the world.

"Are you sure you want to ask me this?" The other party showed some hesitation.

So, do you know?

Although it is indeed impossible to hide it from him, is this a little too arrogant?

The darkness in Osamu Dazai's eyes deepened a little, but the tone of his mouth was still as brisk as ever, "Hey? Can't I ask?"

……

"It's not impossible, it's just unnecessary..." I stood up, took two test papers from the table, and said with a heavy expression, "Please feel free."

The expression on Dazai Osamu's face instantly changed from a half-smile to a dazed ignorance, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared at the ink that was not even dry for a moment, "So you just now —is that what you’re doing?”

"Then what else can I do..." I was a little annoyed by him, "What kind of expression do you have, if I fail the exam, I will die! Damn it, I don't want to!"

To be honest, if I didn't have to find time to find Pandora, and it's really not safe here, it's best not to stay too long, this is simply an opportunity to cheat!

After all, according to Dazai, no matter how long I have lived in this world, when I go back, the timeline over there has only passed for a moment, so why should I come back quietly immediately and amaze everyone!

If it weren't for the fact that there is no such thing as cultivating immortals in this world, then I would have to give Dazai a "personal master of school beauty" after I go back.

Of course, the school beauty I'm talking about must refer to him...

"It needs you..." He paused abruptly.

I sighed empathetically, "Forget about your hobby, you can do whatever you want, that's right, otherwise, what else can I do?"

"So." Osamu Dazai withdrew all his expressions, his light-colored eyes were clouded to the point of frightening at this moment, "Did you do it on purpose, Miss?"

Although my experience tells me this is definitely a sign that the guy is really angry, but...

"Dazai-kun." I put down the glass, folded my ten fingers, and put them on my lap calmly, "It's almost ready."

Seeing a moment of astonishment flash across his face, I finally became completely impatient, and said softly, "You know that I have no plans for the port Mafia, so what are these temptations for? To confirm whether I Do you really like it?"

Without waiting for Osamu Dazai's response, I stood up, and when he subconsciously looked away, not wanting to look too passive, and looked at me again, I put one hand on the back of the sofa beside him, slightly Leaning down, "Why do you care so much?"

He pursed his light-colored lips and said nothing.

I sighed, put my hands on his cheeks, and met his gaze directly, "I don't know how to tell you...but maybe I just hope that you are 'him', I'm just an ordinary person, There is no way to focus on every 'tragedy', but at least you in front of my eyes - I want you to get what you want more than anyone."

"It's okay to suspect that I have other plans, but please don't let me see it, please don't say it, you can do this, Dazai-kun?" I said softly.

"What's the point?" After being speechless for a while, Osamu Dazai slightly raised his neck, looked into my eyes from bottom to top, and said in a hoarse voice, "You clearly know that to achieve your goal, you need What...or, even so, you have to continue to deceive yourself and say that you have no plans for me?"

"No, rather than saying that I need a book, it's better to say that I just need to find a rule."

After much deliberation, I finally decided to confide part of the truth to Osamu Dazai. Anyway, judging by his character of being in his sight and controlling everything no matter what happens, he will never relax. If I'm concerned, it's better to just talk to him about it.

Anyway, even for him, if there is no precedent, it may be difficult to associate the style of "book" with "jewel", not to mention that Dazai himself said that no one in this world has noticed Pandora before.

"You know how Sigma, the five decays of heaven and man, was born." I gave an example, "As long as the fragments of rules wandering outside like this are enough, it will not involve the main body of the book, so it will not affect the world. Stablize."

"As for whether what I said is true or not, you can verify it yourself."

"..." He stared at me for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and grabbed my wrist with cool fingertips.

I originally thought that he wanted to pull my hand away, so I wanted to take it back with his strength, but unexpectedly, I was held down by him in place.

"Why do you care so much about whether I doubt you, miss?" Osamu Dazai asked softly with his eyelashes as long as crow feathers hanging down, "ah, speaking of which, what does the other me call you?" ?”

I froze for a moment, but I didn't think the latter question was something that I couldn't say, so I told him directly.

"As for why you care so much..." I apologized, "Although I have been trying my best to distinguish the difference between you, for me, the probability that you are him really... makes it impossible for me to completely distinguish you from him Come on, maybe, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"This degree of similarity is indistinguishable just by asking questions. Or, even if it is a complete answer, there is a probability of no? After all, it is such a boundless world with such infinite possibilities." He laughed, brows furrowed. His expression gradually overlapped with that of Dazai's, and I was stunned in place for a moment.

His fingertips gradually slid up and embedded in my fingers, with a tender look on his face,

"Therefore, there is no need to distinguish, Xiaoqi, there is no need for this."