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Dazai often wonders what kind of existence the vampire that raised him is.

Rather, why did his life live so seriously.

All the information I got from that unsuspecting guy in the past can be deduced that the self in the different world is simply a walking black mud holy grail. miserable look.

As for rumored enemy Dostoevsky...

Dazai opened the phone and looked at the unknown email.

[Do you really think that such an ordinary life is enough? 】

[We are the same kind of people, you know. 】

At that time, Dazai had already been admitted to the Department of Literature of Yokohama National University. Although he was not a problem with a better university in terms of his IQ, he was not the kind of person who would be particularly diligent.

Handsome, handsome, well-proportioned, especially with slender legs, the gentle, sweet-mouthed, literary and artistic young man is quite popular in college—compared to a higher level of popularity than in high school.

Should it be boring?After getting used to living in a normal and orderly world, you will find that the human nature here is also another kind of interesting, and it is also richer and more diverse.

On the contrary, it gave birth to a lot of creative inspirations, and writing that I thought would not be interesting gradually became a different kind of fun.

During the past three years in college, Fyodor encouraged them to do things together, but before they got started, they were taken back by the vampires at home to educate them about the love between father and son—then they were taken to travel to different worlds several times, Dazai suddenly realized.

"I want to be a travel writer." Dazai tugged Yousheng's wrist coquettishly, "Yousheng, father, father, father——"

"Take me to another world to play!"

You Sheng: Is there anyone who can resist a coquettish Xiaozai?nobody!

After that, they embarked on a happy life of father and son who took the baby to travel to another world and do tasks by the way.

Dazai also once doubted his feelings for Yusheng.

But that's just the pleasure and indulging brought about by the excess hormones when he was young. The other party just wanted to eat from the beginning to the end, and the so-called liking was just a love for small blood bags or food.

It is precisely because he himself has no intention of that aspect at all, that he has never crossed the boundary of sexuality when he is surrounded by so many swordsmen with different thoughts, right?

So what about yourself?Do you want to get each other?

People only desire when they lack something, but Shiina Yusheng, once he wants to treat you well, he will not let you be unsatisfied, and even give you something at your fingertips. "It's better to maintain the status quo It’s best that he won’t be snatched away anyway.” The illusion.

He could cross that line anytime he wanted to—and after that, then?

People are always more cautious when dealing with important beings, and at the same time, they will have a rebellious psychology because of excessive care, which is a very typical child's impatience with parents.

But no matter how impatient you are, the premise is that the other party will definitely be there and still pay attention to you.

This kind of psychology is like a cat at home. If the owner is too clingy, the cat will dislike him in various ways. If the owner is cold, the cat will stick to the owner.

[In short, you must still be here, by my side. 】

"Dazai, Dazai-san?" A well-dressed girl approached, "Where should we go to play after today's elective class?"

"I heard that there will be a high-tech futuristic new car exhibition this afternoon!" Another girl rushed over and hugged Dazai's arm affectionately, "Do you want to go together?"

Dazai gently squeezed the girls' cheeks, and after getting the cute echo of "disgusting", he decisively shook off the girls who were cute on the outside and unknown on the inside.

"No, I'm going on a trip with my family."

As a rich and handsome son who holds one-third of the shares of the Layton family and does not have to work hard, even though he has not yet entered the society, plus he is sweet-mouthed, smart and seductive, there is no shortage of beautiful women who come to your door every day. young lady.

Martyrdom?

No, he didn't want to die in love with these women.

Of course death is when you feel most comfortable.

such as--

"Are you getting more and more obsessed with this kind of thing, Dazai?"

The beautiful half-blood youth with an ever-changing delicate appearance and a somewhat seductive dark and mysterious feeling hugged the tall, slender and beautiful young man's waist in his arms, licked the remaining blood stains on the other's neck, and stroked the other side's neck soothingly. The soft curly short black hair whispered coaxingly into her ear.

After the child grows up, both the taste and the hand feel are quite good.

Yousheng can't remember clearly the taste of Dazai who was the boss of the port mafia in the previous world.

This kid was the best little blood bag ever to be his, no doubt about it.

"You know what I want." Dazai's voice sounded comfortable, like laughing and sighing, and also a little drunk, "When will you kill me like this? What? Such a death must be comfortable, right?”

"I don't want to have nightmares."

"If it can become an eternal nightmare for the rest of your long life..." The dark beast hidden in the soul of this 21-year-old young man named Osamu Dazai slowly opened his eyes, "It doesn't seem too bad?"

Yousheng patted Dazai's butt in a funny way, and shook him like coaxing a child: "Okay, don't make trouble, we have to go to another world to play in a while."

"Hey, it's work! Work, Shiina-sama!" Fox Nosuke barely looked at him from the side.

"It doesn't matter." You Sheng licked the head of the adopted son in his arms, "Anyway, no matter what trouble Dazai gets into, I will solve it."

"Huh? Is that so—" Dazai's smile suddenly became subtle.

You Sheng's smile froze, and he looked flattering: "Don't make it too troublesome, please."

"How about your sincerity?"

"A kiss?"

"...Well, fine."

Ever since the Black Organization was encircled and wiped out by famous detectives who turned back into adults together with the police, FBI, CIA, MI6 and other international organizations, this world has become dull to Yousheng.The "Book" that Dostoevsky has been looking for is also in his hands, and a magical creature like him holding a script is basically invincible in this low-magic world.

the most important is……

Those stories belonged to someone else, had nothing to do with him, and didn't interest him.

When he started to feel a little bored, he thought that a certain little black mud Zaizai at home might cause trouble because he was even more bored, so he simply started a parent-child activity unique to high-level law enforcement officers-cross-border travel.

Dazai really took pleasure in this kind of thing-new and exciting things always arouse the curiosity of children.

At the same time, he also has the goal of living... Although occasionally, he will pester him to kill him gently like before.

This is impossible - he will never let the child truly despair to choose death.

This kid is completely different from the leader Dazai.

It is not only the redemption that allows him to walk out of the shadows quietly, but also his unique treasure.

If companionship is the longest confession of love...

"Dazai."

"Yes?"

"...No, nothing."

It doesn't seem good to say it rashly.

Wait until the day when both he and the other party are ready, when his desire to live is more than the desire to die, when he feels that this world with himself beside him is worth living... Then invite him to be your own kind and share the long time together.

The author has something to say:

Suddenly, I feel that there is nothing to continue writing. Although this ending is hasty, it seems to be just right.

Companionship is the longest confession of love.Even if it's not in love, being able to keep "Osamu Dazai" alive is the most satisfying and obsessive thing for Yousheng.

After all, there was once a Dazai who chose to leave alone even though he was by his side.

And Dazai, who chose to become a travel writer, is far from the original Zaizai, continuing to write is like another person.

So I decided that enough is enough and I will stop writing here.

Because it was originally set without CP, there is no particularly clear emotional line.

Thank you little angels for your continuous encouragement and support!See you next time!Love you guys!

"Self-Cultivation of Fake Wine", also known as "Undercover Professionalism", is also in CP, the main attack, and in advance collection. Interested little angels can poke into the column to bookmark it!

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