Half-blood mixed rice daily

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka always believes that in this society that advocates "fairness", inequality is actually everywhere.

Not only the background and the degree of education received the day after tomorrow, after leaving the white room and finishing high school life and university studies, Ayanokōji already knows that there are some supernatural beings in this society—people with supernatural powers.

But he didn't expect that there are non-humans like vampires in this world, wearing human skin and walking in the sun openly, openly tempting humans to step into the abyss of desire.

The young man with brown hair and blond eyes is expressionlessly sorting out the class affairs arranged by the school - the work of the head teacher is more troublesome than he imagined, because he seems to be unable to follow the original plan, after getting the opportunity to talk with his father and Mr. Shiina Immediately let the former head teacher recover quickly from acute appendicitis.

The reason is very simple. Shiina Yousheng used an important piece of political information as a deal. He is now forced by his father to serve as the class teacher in Class A of the second year for a whole school year.

Ayanokouji's office computer is counting and entering student information. On the top file that has been generated, there is a boy named "Osamu Dazai".

Well, this is the root of all evil—whether he, Ayanokōji, was forced to serve as the homeroom teacher for a whole year and was forced to socialize, or he had to face a group of ugly children, especially the worst one, Dazai Osamu.

Although I am very grateful to the class leader Kunikida Doppo for sharing the firepower, but in the end even the class leader couldn't help but want to kill the troublemaker directly... Ah, what a tragedy.

It was already so miserable, and Ayanokōji never expected that the consequences of being liked by a vampire and the adopted son of a vampire could be even worse.

That is an even more inhuman "unfairness" than what he has experienced in the past 20 years in the white room, the high school life where strength is paramount, and the university forced to get high numbers——

【From today onwards, you are Mr. Shiina's "thing". 】

The man seduced by the power bait offered by the demon did not hesitate to offer his son as a sacrifice.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka didn't have any fluctuations in his heart. He knew very well what kind of environment he was living in, and he also knew that he couldn't resist his father's power at all.

No matter in terms of their own strength or character, there is no possibility of resistance.

Sacrifice... huh?

As long as he is still the "toy" of Osamu Dazai, who is full of weirdness and bad taste, Mr. Shiina should not directly kill the "teacher" he bought with important information.

However, being a "sacrifice of the devil" in modern society is too surreal, and Ayanokōji doesn't even know what kind of expression he should have.

And it's strange to experience the feelings of those noble ladies who have received higher education and are still sent by their parents to marry.

...that's weird, stop.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka quickly solved the remaining work at hand, clocked out of work at the end of school time, and waited at the school gate for the most popular girl in his class, but he was currently annoyed by the squad leader Kunikida, who exploded on the spot and was choked and thrown The boy with black hair and bandages flicking back and forth.

"Ms. Ayanokōji!"

"Teacher, are you waiting for someone?"

Boys and girls who are about to enter puberty smile and say hello to the class teacher who has facial neuritis, commonly known as facial nerve paralysis, commonly known as facial paralysis. Students of this age are often disobedient, and Ayanokōji also suffers from headaches until he inadvertently puts the head teacher in the class. After Pa was subdued easily, this group of rambunctious brats were subdued in an instant.

As a teacher, you really shouldn't use violence. Even if you don't use force and don't hurt the other party, it's not in compliance with the rules. Ayanokōji has already reflected on it, and thinks this method is really useful.

"Well, everyone, pay attention to safety on the way home." Ayanokōji expressed the teacher's concern emotionally, and then turned to his target, "Dazai-san, I have something to do with you."

Boy Dazai immediately folded his arms around his chest and made a frightened expression.

"Oh, I'm so scared~ Teacher, you don't want to take advantage of the fact that no one else is around, and brutalize me, right?"

"I hope you don't do violence to me..." Ayanokōji expressed his sincere wish without motivation, "You can think of it as a home visit."

"Sure enough, Dazai, you have already made the teacher unbearable enough to visit your home!"

The boy with yellow hair and black eyes wearing glasses was indignant.

"Eh? Is it really just a home visit?" Dazai Osamu showed a subtle expression of pity, as if he had seen some kind of ending, "Since it is the teacher's request, there is no other way."

Boy Dazai happily jumped to Ayanokouji's side, embraced the young man's arm affectionately, and waved to the female classmates and Kunikida: "Then I'll go home in the teacher's car first!"

"Wow, so cunning—"

"Don't trouble the teacher!"

Osamu Dazai followed Ayanokoji into the teacher's garage, humming a popular tune, threw his schoolbag into the rear compartment, and sat in the passenger seat.

"You seem to be in a good mood, Dazai-san."

"Of course, because the teacher is a very interesting person."

The car started.

"I hope you can let me go..."

"As a head teacher, begging for mercy from the students is really useless."

"Yes, I admit that I am worthless, can you hold your hands high?"

"of course not."

Ayanokouji felt that he was cornered.

"What do you think I want to do now?"

"A traffic accident and then pull me to die in love? That's really exciting~"

Ayanokouji was silent for a while.

"...Okay, you win."

In terms of shamelessness, he was still a bit short.

"Speaking of which, Dazai-san, what do you think will happen to the devil's sacrifice?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, then looked sideways at the brown-haired young man who was driving in some astonishment, the corner of his lips lost the smile.

Ayanokōji was a little uneasy: "Is this question strange?"

"No, it's nothing." Dazai boy glanced to the other side, looking very unhappy, "I just didn't expect... that guy actually likes you so much."

"Are you jealous? It's not something to be jealous of, is it?"

"..."

envy?

Osamu Dazai found this mood ridiculous.

Could it be that he has any expectations or possessive desires for Shiina Yusheng, a hopeless guy?

——People who are gentle, sincere and caring about you with all their strength...Family, it's scary.

The atmosphere was completely silent.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka can analyze too much information from Dazai Osamu's answer and reaction—maybe it is indeed an enviable thing to be loved by that vampire, but "devil's sacrifice" is really not a good word, Ayanokouji For a moment, I didn't know whether to be apprehensive or steady, so I could only drive in silence.

The Cherry Blossom Wisteria Manor in Yamashita Town is a well-known private domain. Many people went to collect the scenery, but they were politely invited out by the elusive guards.

Shiina Yusheng has declined everyone's visits since he returned to his country. He often encounters miraculous events when he comes to the door forcibly—for example, after entering the cherry blossom forest on one side of the manor, he will come out directly from the cherry blossom forest on the other side.

That is the special ability of the master of Shiina Betsuin as a priest, which is well known to the upper class.

His father also focused on this inhuman ability, so he used the other party's adoptive son to transfer schools, and stuffed himself into the school to create a chance to meet. Unexpectedly, he was the one who suffered in the end...

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka sighed.

"Dazai-san, does your house have a garage?"

"Oh, there it is."

-

"Sorry for visiting without an appointment..."

The young man with long pink curly hair wearing a purple plaid kimono has an indelible gloom between his brows, and his eyes of different colors are reflected in the setting sun, warm and soft.

"It doesn't matter, I have received a notice from His Excellency Ayanokouji here. Welcome, Mr. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka." The pink-haired young man smiled slightly, "In the words of Xia Zongsanzuo, he is the person in charge of this other courtyard. The Lord is not currently At home, Mr. Ayanokōji, please come to the living room to rest for a while, and then I will show you around the other courtyard and your future residence."

"...Oh." It doesn't seem so scary, "Song San Zuo's characters refer to the blade that seized the world held by Oda Nobunaga in history?"

Zong San nodded his head: "You are very knowledgeable, indeed."

"So you're the knife, aren't you?"

"You are very perceptive. I seem to be able to understand why the Lord likes you." Zong San left the text to lead people around the viewing living room, and went to the living room of the middle courtyard to accommodate the important guests who will become a family in the future. "Please Sit down. Master Dazai, please entertain Teacher Ayanokōji first, and make tea later."

"Hey, why do I have to deal with the head teacher after school—"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka: I am obviously the one who is trying to deal with you, a bald student.

"Also, I have never heard of the fact that the head teacher wants to live at home!" Osamu Dazai pouted, sat cross-legged on the tatami and patted the table, very unhappy, "I definitely don't want to live with the head teacher !"

Two people in one bedroom?Ayanokouji agreed—he didn't want to sleep with the students either.

"Unfortunately, the Lord said that lovely food should be kept within easy reach, so you are all in the main courtyard."

——It turns out that it refers to the same courtyard, which is really a big family.

"What cute food...that guy never hit anyone, right?" Osamu Dazai lay on the table, his cheeks bulging.

"Because you are still a minor, Master Dazai, if you have other choices, the Lord will not attack minors... Well, you must be at least 16 years old, or you will feel like a pervert." Zong San left words as if He uttered sharp words like usual, "Mr. Ayanokōji is the food for tonight, have you already realized something?"

The young teacher with brown hair and golden eyes couldn't make any expression: "Uh, what kind of awareness is it?"

"Keep healthy and take a good bath?" Zong San thought for a while, "Well, the Lord won't pay so much attention when he's in the mood."

——The above is Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, after tasting the delicious dinner, washing himself clean, and then changing into a silver-gray yukata of high-quality fabric and well-made workmanship, as if waiting for a concubine to be favored [Dazai Osamu mocking words] waiting for a vampire Go home and feast on your cause and effect.

Da da da.

It was the sound of very light, bare feet stepping on the wooden corridor.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka woke up from his sleep, only to realize that he had fallen asleep at some point.

The moonlight shines, and the slender figure of the man in the kimono is reflected in front of the sliding door.

However, the other party didn't mean to stop at all, and walked away.

Ayanokouji yawned and opened the paper door, and met the surprised red eyes of the young man when he turned his head.

"Good night. Won't you eat me tonight?"

The black-haired young man who had just bathed had his lips curled up, walked over gracefully, gently opened the entire paper door, and showed unceremonious advances towards the small blood bag of the prop man that he had bought all ownership of. Appetite. Beg.

"Thank you for your kind invitation, my lovely little blood bag."

The young man put his arms around the other's slender waist, lovingly stroking the cheek of the food, and then supported the back of the brown-haired young man's head, leaning down against the torn belt, and the bathrobe fell apart with the movement of leaning back , The unsuspecting large white shoulders and necks displayed in front of the predators showed cute fangs.

"You have beautiful eyes."

The half-blood youth who was in a good mood praised the little blood bag obediently when he returned home in the middle of the night.

"Of course, the body also..."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka suddenly opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the foreign race who was sucking his own blood.

"what……"

Even if the bitten prey lacks emotion in mind, a healthy body will give the most honest response.

--So hot.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka seemed to see Dazai Osamu who secretly opened the door opposite him, and his thoughts diverged.

— No wonder it is forbidden for minors.