My baby tamer can't be the leader

Suddenly there was a little noise from the table next to it.

Dazai casually turned his eyes sideways, and cast a glance in that direction.

As expected, Conan Edogawa was stroking the back of his head shyly. After making an excuse that he also wanted to go to the bathroom, he hurriedly opened the door and left the game room.

It's just that at this time... His eyes lightly glanced over the dial on the wall, and then fell back on the lover in his arms. He couldn't help but rubbed his cheek against the other person, and successfully got a dislike. eyes.

Ah, it's a little... pity.

His eyes fell on the warm lips of the other party for a moment, and he thought absently, if he had gone to study in a place with a more open atmosphere, would he be able to use the name of the face-to-face ceremony... Sure enough, forget it, if If it's not the special one, no matter how intimate it is, it's meaningless.

"I feel that you... are a little strange today, Dazai." Xia Qi pursed her lips subconsciously, and used her fingertips to pull the hair from her forehead back behind her ears, revealing her slender neck, "Are you upset?"

Dazai thought of the previous phone call, his eyes paused for a moment, and he replied in a brisk tone without clues, "No? Maybe it's because I'm out to play, so I'm more relaxed than usual?"

It's just that, in the corner where the other party can't see, those eyes that were originally clear and light are now so dim that they almost look like dried blood. People are frightened.

He has been used to controlling everything for too long, and now he is a bit unbearable to be so controlled by human senses... Even this situation is under his control, but he is not an emotionless instrument after all. People who feel sick to their stomachs should be unhappy or will be unhappy.

Although many people say that recalling the past, reappearing yesterday is something that will make people feel emotional. Ah, if the current situation is much better than the past, maybe it will make people cherish the present even more from the bottom of their hearts?

In that case, it's... too bad.

If another straw is placed on the spring that is already on the verge of limit, even he himself does not know whether he can still bear such a weight.

However, the past and the present are still slightly different after all.

No matter what Mr. Mori is, after all, he can be regarded as a mentor and apprentice... Those people don't have it?

……

Because Dazai seemed to be a little absent-minded, I subconsciously turned my head to look at him, and noticed the dark light at the end of his eyes that hadn't had time to dissipate.

I paused, and sighed helplessly... I really don't like meddling in other people's business!But this guy is just saying, "It doesn't matter if I don't care, I'm very independent." The appearance of an independent, outstanding and independent young man in the new era, but if he really doesn't care about him, he will start emo!

And to be honest, as far as he has the three views of having or not, I am really afraid that I will let him go as soon as I let go...

At most, Victor Lustig sold the Eiffel Tower twice, but I seriously doubt whether Dazai would be able to sell the Tokyo Tower more than three times if he let himself go... It’s just that Victor is pure By cheating, Dazai's methods will never be limited to being as simple as cheating...

Wouldn't it be worse to think so? !

"Tell me, what's the matter?" I rubbed the back of his head, and said my thoughts smoothly, "As long as you don't want to sell Tokyo Tower..."

In the end, Dazai looked at me with a look of hesitation.

……Wait? !Is it possible that you really have this idea? !

"Not counting...?" He thought for a while, and then said with a cautious wording, "It can only be said that the degree is about the same?"

I was stunned, "What else can be said to be of similar magnitude? Selling their Senate??"

The culprit shook his shoulders as if he couldn't help it, and answered me with some encouragement, "It's a little close, Xiaoqi wants to guess again?"

Guess what!I tugged at the end of Dazai's hair speechlessly, lowered my shoulders under his overly deliberate cry of pain, got out of his restraint, patted the hem of my clothes twice, and stood up gracefully, "If you really don't want to say it, that's fine... In short, no matter when you want to tell me, I'm here."

After finishing speaking, I added a very tired sentence, "At least don't let me see the result on the rule of law news, please..."

"No." He raised his face, his watery eyes clearly reflected my figure under the soft illumination of the ceiling lamp, which made me distracted for a moment.

When I realized it, Dazai had already held my wrist, letting my palm touch his slightly cold cheek.

He said softly, "I will never let you get into that kind of embarrassment."

"The so-called morality and correctness are things that are decided by people...Since it is based on this premise, then I still have a little bit of confidence that I will not lose to anyone."

"Thank you, although you have not been comforted at all, but...at least you have this awareness..." I squeezed his cheek with great pressure.

Ah, I still remember when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, when he still had a little baby fat on his face, he felt a lot better than he does now.

Compared with that time, the opponent's skeleton has grown completely, and the baby fat in his youth has also quickly faded away, coupled with his poor diet and work and rest schedule... In short, the feeling of pinching is not as good as before.

...so nostalgic!I really miss the time when he was about the same height as me, and even a little shorter than me because of the difference in growth speed between men and women!

But at this moment, I didn't bother to think too much, let go of my hand, "Did Conan run away just now... him?"

"Ah, he should just feel a little bit, and he hasn't reached the point of doubting it. It's okay, just leave him alone." Dazai's eyes fell on the dial on the wall again, and he turned his head and smiled, "Although I can't fight with Ranpo Sir, you can see through every corner of the case and see through the tactics used by the other party, but... this time, I think I can probably guess it."

"Why?" I asked subconsciously, "Aren't you always with me?"

He was silent for a moment in a strange way, showing a hesitant expression, "...That's right, Xiaoqi, you've seen it too..."

"Why are you hesitating." I originally got up to remind Mao Lilan to let Mori Kogoro look at Edogawa Conan, what if he ran out to follow the prisoner... If I want to find the other party by myself Impossible, I, with small arms and legs, can't even resist Dazai, who looks weak at first glance, and still go after an upright adult man...

As long as I know the basic routine of giving one by one in horror movies, I wouldn't want to take this risk!

Even if the other party's revenge is for the purpose of 'justice', it is after all... Who can guarantee that those who have committed the taboo can rein in the precipice and not affect the innocent?

But since Dazai said it's fine, I relaxed a little, stretched my arms, yawned lazily, and waited for him to answer me.

As a result, the guy hesitated for a long time, struggled to get up after a long while, took a step forward, and looked at me with tangled eyes.

I was confused by his reaction. If he didn’t want to tell me at all, then he would definitely change the subject lightly, even if I noticed it, he would smile and mention it until I was completely distracted by him and forgot about it. , but if he wants to say something... what kind of reaction is this? ?

It's just that seeing his turning back three times at this step, I followed up speechlessly and pushed his shoulders forward, "What can't you tell me, let me be healthy! When did you feel Something's wrong? Why don't I feel anything?"

"Ah, what about this..." After walking out of the door of the game room, Dazai signaled me to wait in the corridor for a while, then he turned around and opened the door to enter the shooting range next to him, and walked straight to the table with pistols in the center , casually wiped the bottom of the table, as if some small object had been taken down.

...No, when Dazai and I left the shooting range, he obviously locked the door, so, after we left, someone else came?

Just when I had such doubts, Dazai had already returned to me.

His eyes fell on a certain place on the shooting range for a moment, but while I followed his gaze, he raised his hand to cover my eyelids, and said in a clear and elegant voice, "There's nothing to see, let's go, Xiaoqi."

"...Is it because of blood?" I subconsciously thought of this question.

"Not really, it was cleaned very cleanly, and it smelled of disinfectant... Did you consider the luminol reagent?" Dazai moved closer to me, and lowered his voice next to my ear, "But, did you see Still uncomfortable?"

Relying on the opportunity that he stretched out his hand to block my face from seeing my expression, I immediately took the opportunity to grab the wrist of his other hand, and poked in between his five fingers without question, and the fingertips suddenly Touched a button-sized, cold thing.

No, wait a minute...why am I a little familiar with the feel of this thing? ?

Where have I touched something similar? ?