Bandage fine tricks

As she thought, soon, the time and space replacement brought her back to the previous time and space, and the three little monsters who were beside her just now, as well as the group of fainted purgatory houses, had disappeared.

Thinking about it carefully, the little fish monster in the river seems a bit familiar... Nana returned to the residence after thinking about it, and when she took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom, she was still recalling where she had seen a similar picture.

By the way, when I met Osamu Dazai for the first time, I fell into the river of the past because I was not sober during the awakening of the blood. At that time, I fished out a 14-year-old Osamu Dazai. At that time, there was a Only the little fish demon helped her... Recalling that she also mentioned the "promise" and "don't eat me". She should have thought of it long ago, but because her memory and reason were not very clear at that time, So I never thought about it...

After confirming that the little fish monsters did abide by the agreement, Nana's mood improved a lot. After putting aside her thoughts for a while, she discovered the familiar fragrance of the bath products she was using.

It was exactly the same product as she was used to.

Even the brand and type of shampoo have to be investigated... Is his desire for control too strong?

Nana murmured in her heart, when she saw that there was even toothpaste, and although there were two toothpastes in this bathroom, they were exactly the same, Nana: "..."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the faint fragrance of the toiletries on his body... Excluding the interference caused by the personal smell, it is indeed the same as what she usually uses...

Is this perverted or perverted or perverted? !

Obviously Mr. Dazai four years later does not use the lemon fragrance she is familiar with... Ah, maybe it is because he has matured and learned to hide himself?

Nana walked out of the bathroom, brushed her hair silently, thinking with a wooden face.

...I don't want any answer.

Long hair is not easy to dry, so she coiled her hair up with a towel and was going to wait for the towel to absorb the water before drying it slowly.

Speaking of which, where did he go?

Just thinking about it, a heavy body suddenly pressed up from behind—Osamu Dazai wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, and buried his face in the back of her neck.

The refreshing lemon aroma mixed with soft body fragrance filled his nose, calming his chaotic emotions on the way back.

"What's the matter?" Nana was puzzled and wanted to turn around, but the people around her didn't let go. The weak resistance when trying to turn around made her understand that Osamu Dazai didn't want her to see his expression now.

So she kept the original sitting posture like a stream, just raised her hand, wanting to touch his head comfortingly, but as soon as her hand touched the dampness in the hair, Nana realized something was wrong, and there was also the feeling of being bathed in the room at first The smell of the sea covered by the aroma: "Did you fall into the sea?"

And depending on the situation, I didn't change my wet clothes after falling into the sea! ?

When she faced Osamu Dazai, her bottom line was very low, but the matter of allowing him to destroy herself was definitely not included—the person who originally planned to let him act like a baby suddenly put on a straight face, pushed him into the bathroom without hesitation, turned on the hot water The water shower started to pick off his clothes, which were heavy and wet after absorbing water.

"Hiss..." Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, and didn't care about his self-pity, he quickly grabbed her hand, "I'll do it myself!"

Damn it, although it sounds very glamorous for a girlfriend to take a bath, but!

Can see if he can't eat, isn't he the one who suffers in the end!

Nana took a step back, looked at Osamu Dazai for a while, and confirmed that he had no other bad thoughts at the moment, then nodded: "I'll wait for you outside."

After she exited and closed the door, Osamu Dazai hesitated for a moment before he began to undress.

Worried that he stayed in the bathroom for a long time, his girlfriend who has no sense of gender and avoidance at certain moments will open the door to check the situation. The salty and cold sea water.

The lemon scent of the body wash filled the bathroom, but it smelled a little softer than when he used it before... Was it because, had she used it before?

Thinking that perhaps not long ago, she was standing where he was standing... Osamu Dazai covered his face, almost whimpering: "Damn it..."

What torture...

Sighing to dry off the water on his body, Osamu Dazai dug out a new bandage from the cabinet and wrapped it around himself, and then put on the blue home clothes that were put aside—I don’t know which subordinate prepared it, after all, he was originally There will never be such a thing, but for the sake of preparing two sets of couples' home clothes, one blue and one pink, with obvious differences in size, and more importantly, when he entered the door just now, he saw her wearing the pink set, He's still willing to try it out.

The mind is okay, but the vision is not very good - Osamu Dazai commented on the two sets of clothes, and decided to go and pick out two sets of clothes that are more suitable for her and replace them when he is free.

Reluctantly keep it now.

He doesn't admit that it's his own subtle possessiveness that keeps things out of the room that he doesn't choose.

After getting out of the bathroom, Osamu Dazai spontaneously walked over to the girl who was sitting on the sofa and spreading out the map of Yokohama, thinking about something, and did not forget to emphasize his sense of existence: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm thinking about the changes in Yokohama over the years." Nana said casually, without raising her head, she stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and stretched her fingers along the back of his neck into the root of his hair, touching the water stains.

It was exactly as she thought, she ran out after drying her hair without dripping water... Nana reluctantly withdrew her hand, plugged in the hair dryer that was left aside, and pressed Osamu Dazai who suddenly became stiff for some reason: "Don't move around, blow your hair, or don't expect me to take care of you gently if you catch a cold."

The fine hot wind parted the tips along with the movement of the fingers, exposing the hair roots and scalp, and the cold feeling was immediately covered by warmth. Osamu Dazai froze his body, feeling the fingers slowly moving along his head.

After drying her hair, Nana moved the hair dryer away a little, and looked at the silent boy suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

So quiet and well-behaved, unlike him.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and said something.

He spoke too fast, his voice was soft, covered by the noise of the hair dryer, Nana turned off the hair dryer in his hand, and motioned him to repeat: "What did you just say?"

The movement of getting up drives the airflow, and Nana only has time to move the hair dryer on her hand so as not to knock someone, and she is hugged by an angry person:

"...Do you treat everyone like this?" Only when he hugged people tightly could he feel real, Osamu Dazai repeated what he had just said, speaking fast and urgently, spraying like a cannonball, "Whether it is Who... just promises to be someone's girlfriend, then he can move in with him, pick up his clothes and blow his hair!"

Nana: "...?"

A question mark floated above Nana's head.

What is this doing?

Are you owed?

...Ah, could it be, Nanaimu put on a face, but finally couldn't hold back, and sighed: "...There is no one else, only you——I will only do this to you."

——I want her to admit that he is special, so that she will only treat him differently.

After a while, a small voice asked from the head buried in her neck: "...Really?"

Nana said with a blank expression, "If you find trouble for nothing, I'll throw you out the door and wake up."

"There is nothing to look for! There is nothing!" With a dear girlfriend in his arms, who is going to stand outside for punishment, Osamu Dazai quickly raised his head and began to talk about him, "You don't have dry hair and you still blame me... Let me blow your hair!"

Nana refused without hesitation—joke, she can burn herself if she blows on herself, let him blow it?Don't you put yourself on the grill!

"I'll do it later, no need... hey wait a minute!"

Accidentally, the hair dryer fell into the hands of Osamu Dazai, who turned on the switch and said with a smile, "I will pay attention!"

——He knew that she was afraid of being burned by the hair dryer when he put the bug on her for the first time. He is so ingenious, he will never burn her!

Osamu Dazai thought confidently.

"It's hot!"

"..."

Ten minutes later, after drying her beautiful long hair, Nana quickly sat on the other side of the sofa.

Osamu Dazai immediately looked shocked: "Obviously the back didn't burn you!"

"Why didn't you scald me so hard in advance!"

"Didn't it be intentional...and the back is basically not burned, is it!" Osamu Dazai couldn't help but refute.

Feeling her long hair that has been blown dry and smooth without tangles, thinking about how many times she has been permed just now, Nana said coldly: "It is best not to have the idea of ​​​​drying the hair of another person in your life—if Let me know that you use the skills you have practiced on me to show others, even if you hide in the ends of the world, I will drag you out and chop you up!"

Using the experience gained from her practice to be intimate with other people, she assumed that widowhood would be a wonderful ending.

"So... um!" Before she could finish her threat, she was gagged by someone who rushed up suddenly.

After a while, Osamu Dazai panted and let go of his ruddy lips, his breath was short of breath, and the corners of his mouth curved into a curve that could not be suppressed: "There is no one else but you, and I will only do this to you." — including everything after that.”