My baby tamer can't be the leader

After I picked up the phone in a broken jar, I felt that my mind had been completely sublimated from the beginning to the end, and I realized the true meaning of detachment in a second. Let me have the slightest move!

The so-called human life has three deaths, the first is the physical death, the second is the social death at the funeral, and the third is the real death when it is forgotten.

However, I completely skipped the first step, and proceeded directly to the second step, social death in situ... Ha, then what do I have to be afraid of, I am already ready for social death!

As a result, when Dazai on the other end of the phone spoke, my pupils were so shocked that I almost rolled off the chair and fell into the gap between the seats... because he said that he owed me the request he owed me when he was in Sensoji Temple. Now I want to add...

Wait, wait? !You want to read "Dazai, Chuya 15 Years Old" to me in front of Osamu Dazai, no, in front of Osamu Dazai of this world? !ah? ?Ah this?The pursuit of excitement does not have to be the case!

Although I have turned the volume of the call to the lowest level at this time, and tried my best to stick to the door on my side, trying to make the straight-line distance between me and him as far as possible from a physical point of view, but as far as I know about Dazai From the looks of it, he is obviously the type with extreme sharpness of hearing and eyesight...

So I'm not quite sure that this person is lowering his eyes, as if he is carefully looking at his knuckles on the door switch, with an inexplicably serious expression, wishing to see a flower from his fingertips out of thin air. Can't hear my voice on the phone.

...I'm suffocating, really.

But I immediately realized that I have already answered this call, and I can find any reason to hang up it... This is of course a pity, but it is just a performance of digging the Mafia building with my toe in front of Osamu Dazai on the spot Much better!

As for whether he will be suspicious... If he can really hear the voice in my mobile phone, he should have been suspicious a long time ago. Anyway, everyone on the left and right regards me as a pervert, and these few words are not far behind...

Thinking of this, I decisively pressed the hang up button, and waited silently for Osamu Dazai to ask me why I hung up the phone in the middle of the other party's speech, or who the other party was.

If I had to describe the torment in my heart at the moment, it would be like when the teacher in high school asked a very difficult question and planned to ask someone to answer it on the blackboard, the whole class was bowing their heads inwardly. The ostrich screaming 'can't see me can't see me' like that... only difference is I'm praying inside now is 'can't hear me'.

It's like dreaming back to my childhood!Nightmare!

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In the end, he didn't seem to have the slightest intention to talk to me. On the contrary, I couldn't help but secretly looked at his expression nervously through the reflection of the car window.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but judging by my familiarity with Dazai, I somehow feel that he might also be nervous at the moment?

How to judge his true emotions is very difficult. If he wants to hide his sincerity, then I think that I really can't see the slightest clue from his performance... However, no matter how good he is at controlling himself After getting along with each other for a long time, there will be an intuitive sense that allows me to barely judge his mood at the moment.

...Uh, after all, they are both Osamu Dazai, so there should be some things in common, right?

I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned my head to say something to test the other person a little, but the moment I turned my head away, Osamu Dazai glanced at me with a look that made it difficult for me to tell what he meant, He raised his hand and put on the earphones, and the words "Don't get close to strangers" were written all over his body from top to bottom.

How should I put it, this reaction... Did you hear it? !Or is he simply tired from work and doesn't want to care about others?

Forget it, anyway, I have nothing to fear.

But it's just from the original world's 'I've been hanging on Dazai' to the current 'I'm a Dazai fan', that's all, it's a small thing, it's better to let him avoid me, then my social death is worth it It's... no wonder!

Finally, when the car slowly stopped in front of a certain hotel, Osamu Dazai and I opened the doors of the car almost as soon as it stabilized, and we both subconsciously glanced back at each other because of the sound behind us, and then The moment our eyes met each other, the atmosphere that seemed to freeze at this moment was so embarrassing that I almost crawled all over the ground... Help, I can't stay in Yokohama for a second! !

Especially from the perspective of Osamu Dazai, he should be just approaching adulthood, and he has already been targeted by perverted adults even as a child!He didn't take out the gun and put it on my forehead, smiled and called me a pervert, I was very touched... Mainly because I would definitely do it if I thought about it differently...

Both he and I were silent for a moment, only to see the other party raised his eyes and gave me a blank look, and broke the silence first, "Are you waiting for me to invite you? Let's go."

I followed him obediently into the hotel.

Almost the moment he stepped into the main hall, several female or male companions who were dressed so exquisitely that every strand of their hair seemed to have been carefully groomed came to greet him.

Although my clothes are not considered formal this time, there is no bloody slap in the face...at least not on the face, the Japanese custom in this regard is to at least be well-mannered in person, as for behind the scenes...it's none of my business anyway .

If you really want to say it, even though they basically scolded Dazai the devil behind their backs, aren't they still being polite now?It's all about asking people.

"Ah, I'm just in charge of introductions today." Osamu Dazai changed from the stingy words he had when he was facing me just now, and put a polite smile on the corner of his lips that I am all too familiar with. His eyes were always dim, and even the bright crystal lamps that seemed to be hanging down from the sky could not light up the darkness in his eyes.

Compared with this moment, I inexplicably feel that the way he sullenly ignored me just now is more pleasing to the eye, at least from him at that time, I can still taste some of the youthful charm unique to teenagers, instead of as now...

What's more, this kind of youthful embarrassment has long been something that I can't see in the current Dazai, or in other words, I rarely see him showing such a vivid personality.

After all, for Dazai, that was not his first boyhood.

……

His keen senses seemed extremely difficult to bear at this moment.

Sure enough, he should find an excuse to push away this big trouble, right?

Judging from the background of the other party he found, if he hadn't noticed the phone call, then he probably wouldn't have realized that there was anything wrong... because if he did it himself, he must have It will be arranged this way... the same.

It's just that the way the other party handles the details is more thoughtful than what he can think of for a while—although he doesn't want to admit it.

What is this?Could it be that he is remembering another 'self' through him?

It's so disgusting, so disgusting, just thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach.

Osamu Dazai kept repeating similar words in his mind, as if he could really deceive his heart as long as what he said was firm enough.

It's just that at the moment of his self-doubt, the chief culprit who brought him into such a strange circle calmly dealt with the negotiating partner he forced past him.

Even though the dress was incompatible with the scene, the other party was always full of self-confidence. Even after a short trial, the look in those bright eyes became a little more determined.

She slightly raised her slender wrist, which seemed to be vulnerable, pinned her shoulder-length black hair behind her ear, and answered the other party's question word by word, and quietly tried to seize the initiative of the conversation.

Although there are still some jerky traces, the opponent is obviously gradually proficient in similar rhythms.

But this will undoubtedly only make Osamu Dazai even more upset... What are you doing, this appearance as if you saw another student you taught with your own eyes, is this provoking him?

It’s just that before he was dissatisfied for a long time, the other party suddenly changed his strategy after initially taking over the dominance of the speech, with a strong personal touch, "Sorry, I’m still not very good at words? If I continue like this I would be very sorry to waste your time."

The aggressiveness that had always been indistinct like a water curtain was brought to the front of the stage in an instant.

It was as if someone who was used to controlling everything behind the scenes suddenly chose to remove that layer of curtain, and personally turned the conspiracy into a conspiracy.

It was done in one go, without any hesitation.

...What are you doing, isn't this a very strong type?

Compared with the mafia-like nocturnal creatures, it looks more like a falcon that will go straight to the vitals of its prey under the scorching sun... No matter how you think about it, it is completely incompatible with a person like him.

How could he—no, no matter what kind of person she was, it had nothing to do with him.

Osamu Dazai wanted to leave the place subconsciously, anyway, he had already done what he was going to do at this moment, at least in the near future it was enough to prevaricate Mori Ogai, he had no reason to stay here.

But when he really wanted to take a step forward, people from other organizations not far away started to greet him again.

They're all small organizations that he doesn't bother to look at on weekdays...but sometimes...it's okay to talk to them a little bit, maybe it can be used to trouble Mr. Mori for a while?It's still interesting to think about it that way.

After convincing himself with such pale reasons, he regained his old detached demeanor, unhurriedly took a glass of champagne handed over by the waiter, and devoted himself to dealing with the things in front of him.

It's just that after the other party brought the collection list and photos she asked for, Osamu Dazai's eyes flickered for a moment.

Obviously, some people are not willing to let her control the right to speak so easily... This is not just a matter of the order of speaking. In such a large transaction, the amount of a shortness of breath difference will be astonishing?

Even if it is such a large-scale organization, it is indeed impossible to easily let the 'local snake' let go across a vast ocean?

In a corner where Xia Qi couldn't see, one of the partygoers gestured to his girlfriend.

Although the other party is obviously not willing to be this early bird, but the dependent does not have the right to say no.

Soon, the other party seemed unintentional, "However, are you not dressed too formally today? But you are definitely not like us, the big organization really..."

Osamu Dazai had been expecting that she'd be looking at him to try and get a little explanation to break things off, but she didn't... she didn't even seem to realize it.

Even when he was deliberately being embarrassed, he didn't intend to ask...'myself' for help.

Well, that Dazai—no, what does this have to do with him?

"If the clothes can make you relax." She said calmly and composedly, "then I will do it even if I am asked to wear a medieval pannier."

"Of course, the premise is that if this negotiation is necessary for me..." She raised her eyebrows, but did not continue, but slightly lowered the hand holding the list.

The faces of the people around remained unchanged, they exchanged glances with each other, and their attitudes became a little more humble.

But she didn't expose it, but turned her head to look at the man who signaled for his female companion to come forward with a half-smile, her tone of voice was mild and soft, and at this moment, every word she pronounced was very like another 'Osamu Dazai' , It can be retracted freely to an amazing degree.

"Although I'm new here, I've heard a lot of interesting rumors? For example... what did you do then, do you need me to remind you?" She slowly spit out a date from the tip of her tongue.

The opponent's face immediately turned pale, and his eyes subconsciously drifted towards Dazai Osamu.

On the contrary, she seemed to realize that Osamu Dazai was still here at this moment, and also raised her eyes to look at him, meeting his gaze.

The brows and eyes are soft, delicate and picturesque.