My baby tamer can't be the leader

In class, I pondered for a while how to talk to Dazai about this matter.

Seriously, I'm not socially obsessed with it yet!I will be embarrassed too!

Of course it’s okay to cuddle with friends of the same sex, but it’s still very different from him, okay...

Sure enough, let's cut him first and then play, drag him over first, and then talk about the others!At worst, I will bring two sets of clothes, one for women and one for men. If he is really embarrassed, I will wear a suit by myself and catch the young man on the spot!

It's just that, even though the general policy of the plan has been set, there is still a small problem... That is, I don't think I can hide this guy from the preparations...

After thinking hard for a long time, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have made a bet with him before, yes, anyway, it’s the same as cutting first and then playing, so that he has to agree first, then it will be the same as truth or dare Just make a bet!

Since it's a bet, there's nothing strange about it!Nothing to do with my xp!perhaps……

There was a slight sound of pages turning just beside me, and I turned my gaze slightly, and landed on the mark on the side of the paper in the opponent's hand.

It's actually Hamlet... How should I put it, I've never been very interested in classical hobbies like opera, no, maybe it's not that I'm not interested in them, but that I haven't been able to empathize with them.

This kind of art needs more accumulation of time and knowledge. If you don’t know the conflict between the humanities, art and social background in the era of the British Renaissance, you can only swallow jujube at best.

This is probably the reason why many people think that some of the predecessors' works are absurd and weird.

Dazai enjoys it a little bit, but he obviously likes tragedy more than Shakespeare's comedy.

I raised my eyes quietly, looking at his expression at the moment.

I have to admit that my boy did have a very deceptive and beautiful face. Just looking at his calm and unwavering eyes, I don't think anyone can guess that he didn't attend class at all, but fishing...

As if he noticed my gaze, he turned his face slightly and looked at me.

I just didn't have much interest in listening to the class, so I covered the page he was reading with my hand and jokingly asked him to recount the plot he was seeing.

In the end, Dazai thought for a moment and asked me, "What line do you want to ask?"

"...That's okay?? Let's go to the fifth line." After all, Hamlet's original text is a script, not a novel for reading in the usual sense. It is actually quite painful to memorize its plot just from words... …

"*Ophelia, I hope your beauty really is the reason for Hamlet's madness." He read softly, "This is the queen's line in the second act."

"Your memory is too..." Saying this, I remembered the helplessness I felt when I played cards with him during the summer vacation of high school.

Logically speaking, when there were no game consoles at all, the happiest time with my friends was of course the time when I was a poker player... But it's different to be with him!At least when I played cards with him, I was miserable!

That's the kind, in order not to let playing cards turn into beating people, I endured a lot of pain!

Really, to play cards with him, you must use a new deck once, and you must never let him see the process of shuffling the cards... It's outrageous!

After Dazai told me that he could tell which card it was based on how worn it was, I thought for a while that he could do it so easily that there was no reason I couldn't, and stared at two cards that looked exactly the same to me After meditating on the back of the card for 2 minutes, he asked in an increasingly unhappy mood, "What's the difference between these two cards?"

Dazai reached out and clicked the lower right corner of one of the cards with a rhombus pattern on the back with a low eyebrow. There was a small scratch on the other side that I had to look at for a long time in the bright and complicated color blocks. On the other hand, there is a depression on the side of the cardboard that is about the size of a few pigment spots.

I:……

After being silent for a while, I asked him very sincerely, "Do you think if I go to learn a thousand words now, is there any hope for us to play cards together in the future?"

Dazai showed some hesitation when he heard the words, and answered me in embarrassment, "Xiaoqi, if there are more or less cards, I can't be unaware. If you want me to pretend not to know, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, and... ...that actually I will too?"

It's a joke!

Coupled with his terrifying ability to distinguish, playing with him can basically say goodbye to werewolf killing or something. It can be called a board game killer. It belongs to the kind that goes to the casino a few times and will be permanently blacklisted The card type gambling terminator.

But to be honest, playing poker with him as a teammate is quite cool... It's just that friends who are easy to be cheated and frustrated are just breaking up on the spot. It's a small thing... A week of apology is almost enough...

In short, after that, I told myself absolutely not to gamble with Dazai, if I really can't think about it, I can do a few more sets of papers, anyway, don't bet with him! !

But drinking is not the same as playing cards...?

I withdrew my hand less confidently, supported my forehead, and fell into a fierce brainstorm.

Although my memory is not as outrageous as Dazai's, at least I can remember most of the things as a whole, and in these memories, I really haven't seen Dazai drinking much.

No, as expected, you should be fully prepared... Is there any off-court method that can increase the success rate... Of course, it must be aboveboard, so that he can't pick out the wrong one... Otherwise, he will come back with revenge of!

Thinking of this, I simply asked him, "What do you think is the most important condition when drinking?"

Dazai closed the book on the table, and said with a sideways face pretending to be distressed, "Xiaoqi is planning something bad, right? Is it that bet? How cunning, are you going to use my answer to target me?"

"It's rare to have this kind of opportunity that makes your ability useless, of course I have to cherish it." I said, but I didn't force it, "However, putting aside other small tricks, I think the most important thing should be Is there only atmosphere and mood?"

He smiled noncommittally, "Okay, you can choose where to go, if you still lose in this way—"

"Then go to BarLupin." I watched Dazai's face stiffen for a moment with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder triumphantly, and said hypocritically, "After all, Wenye is based on real writers. That Dazai Osamu Osamu and the real Osamu Dazai both like that bar, so it’s a coincidence, since they’re in Tokyo anyway, so it’s not too far to go there... How about it?”

"...It's really too much, Xiaoqi." He drooped his slender eyelashes, as if he was feeling a little bit emotional, and also seemed to have some regret that couldn't be expressed in words, "Did you choose there..."

"No, haven't you been there before?" The surprised person was replaced by me, "I thought you had to go there at least once, right?"

Dazai lightly touched the position of his left eye, probably because of the class today, he did not wrap his left eye with a bandage, and after closing his eyes for a while, he answered me almost with a sigh, "One If people go...it will be very lonely."

"Rogue faction..." I thought for a while, and comforted him, "If you want to open up, at least you are luckier than that Dazai Osamu, Mr. Oda Sakunosuke still has a lot of works in this world!"

But the other party didn't show that he was comforted at all. Instead, he became more melancholy visibly, "Yes, no matter which 'Dazai Osamu' it is..."

To be honest, I'm almost used to this guy's sudden depression while talking, I just thought about it for a while, and then I suggested, "Then take Oda Sakunosuke's book and go to Lupin to read it later. No, it’s fine, just realize your lifelong dream for your idol?”

"...Oh?" Dazai widened his eyes slightly, he looked at me, and asked in an inexplicably cautious tone, "Is it really possible?"

I was a little hesitant when he saw it, "Uh, as long as the boss allows it? After all, there is no bar that prohibits reading books, right?"

"That must be... a scene that can only appear in a dream." He let out a long breath.

"Well, with this short drive, it shouldn't be considered a dream-like scene? You don't have to travel across the road to drink." I said tactfully, "If you like, you can go there often."

Dazai smiled with his eyes bent, "It's different."

"If it's just me, it's meaningless to go there no matter what you do. No matter how strong the wine is, drinking it won't bring me much better feelings than colorless and tasteless water..."

"Similarly, if I were alone, no matter how meaningful the book I was reading, in that suffocating environment, that meaning itself would be overwhelmed by the environment." He said, "The location itself has no meaning. In any sense, it's different for me just because of... how I see it, how I position it."

His words were a bit out of the way, but Dazai probably knew it himself. He didn't let me think for too long, but explained in a slow voice, "For me, Lupine is... If I go alone to the meeting place, no matter what I do, even if it is to make up for past regrets, then this matter itself will become another kind of regret...so..."

I looked at Dazai speechlessly for a while, and while lamenting again that I really don’t understand his nine twists and eighteen turns in his brain circuit, I sighed resignedly, "Okay, just be frank" I hope you can go with me, isn’t it? Is it hard to say these ten words? If it’s not possible, you just drag me over and I won’t do anything. I won’t refuse you on such a small matter. .”

As a result, his expression changed again and again, ranging from subconscious dodge to some inexplicable longing, and finally slowly settled on some subtle worries, "Well, it's better to ask in advance about this kind of thing? In case I..."

Dazai fell silent halfway through his speech. I squinted at him for a while, seeing that he had no intention of continuing, and I was too lazy to guess what he was thinking. What if the cow doesn’t drink water? The answer is of course Force him to drink!

... Anyway, it's not the first time I've done something like this.

"Okay, then it's settled. It's better to hit the sun than choose a date. Let's go after class."