Personality was once a disqualification in the world[Comprehensive]

Atsushi Nakajima felt something was wrong when he went out today.According to his many years of experience, even if the world falls apart, the teacher will not get up at six o'clock.

Atsushi Nakajima had just lifted the lid of the rice cooker and poured the thick porridge into his own bowl.Eggs are still piping hot on the table, and a dish of cornflakes is smelling; its taste is as soft as its texture.

The woman came out of her room pulling on her slippers.She had a coat wrapped over her pajamas, and a large curl of hair was stuck in the gap between her neck and the clothes.

"Morning—" Osamu Dazai yawned, and touched the dining table and chairs like a blind man.

"Teacher got up so early today?" Atsushi Nakajima looked at her suspiciously.After the woman knocked on the table impatiently, he had no choice but to serve her a bowl of porridge quickly.

The woman looked very sleepy, her upper and lower eyelids were still fighting.She narrowed a gap and located the various items on the dining table.

She closed her eyes again.

Atsushi Nakajima watched blankly as the other party smashed a spoonful of cornflakes in the face.

"Teacher, if you're sleepy, go to bed first. Anyway, I'll keep breakfast warm for you."

Osamu Dazai shook the spoon, "No. I'm going to work."

Nakajima Atsushi: "Don't do such a part-time job..." He frowned, "Sir, you must not be able to bear it." Out of reasonable considerations, he nodded to deepen his conviction.

Osamu Dazai tapped the table with the back of his hand, "You underestimate adults."

Atsushi Nakajima: "I'm obviously telling the truth. Except for writing—even my own work is usually pushed back and forth——sensei, your other jobs last no more than a month."

"It's those jobs that are too boring and boring." The woman propped her chin, her narrow eyes softened into a pool of water that could flow, "Although it's the same this time."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

"Teacher, as long as you are happy." When Atsushi Nakajima said this, he thought about how much money they had left in their passbook, whether it was enough for the teacher to destroy public property or pay compensation.

He seemed to smell the breath of all kinds of smells in the classroom.

Awful.real.

"Li Ri, everyone looks very excited."

Yu Rili Chazi: "Student Shangming said that our class seems to have a new teacher." The girl pouted her lips and nodded to the yellow-haired boy on the other side - Shangming Electric.

Atsushi Nakajima elongated his tone and said, "Probably Mr. Aizawa is too tired, so he needs other teachers to share some responsibilities." Whenever he saw Mr. Aizawa Yuta, he always looked like he was about to pass out on the spot. Nakajima Atsushi was often worried that Aizawa Xiaota would be sent to the school doctor while he was in class.

"I'm super curious, I hope the new teacher is a gentle male teacher."

"Li Ri," Nakajima Atsushi said seriously, "don't mix too many personal expectations."

"Fantasy is always beautiful." Li Ri Ochako patted her soft cheek and smiled.

"However, the ratio of male to female teachers in the school is already very unbalanced. It would be more reliable to have a female teacher."

"Do boys like beautiful female teachers, Nakajima-kun?" Li Ri propped her head up, curious about it.

"Hmm..." Recalling the performance of boys from childhood to adulthood, "it seems so. Beautiful female writers will attract many male readers, and young and beautiful female nurses are more popular than ordinary-looking ones. So male students are more interested in beautiful female teachers. The same is true of my desire." He felt that his own thoughts were unreliable, so he had to add another sentence, "I think."

"Who wouldn't like a good-looking female teacher?" Mineta Minoru, who was only a little over one meter tall, spoke up, with a suspicious blush on his face.

"Alas!"

Atsushi Nakajima remembered Kirishima Ruijiro's evaluation of the other party: he is a big yin demon who can associate everything with pornography.

He didn't know what to say for a while.

Fortunately, Mineta-san didn't focus on this. He muttered some incomprehensible words, and turned his head to think for himself.

But... it should be a super-sex thing.

Five minutes after the bell rang, their homeroom teacher, Osamu Aizawa, arrived too late.The beard on the blue chin probably hasn't been treated for several days, and it looks tight; the eye circles are still as dark as ever.Judging from Kami Ming's funny statement, Mr. Aizawa is a rare giant panda in their school.

——It looks like I stayed up too late yesterday, so I'm late today.

You must know that giant pandas in Japan have a considerable status.Although they come from florists, they have won the love of most of the people with their cute appearance after crossing the ocean.

However, the reason why Mr. Aizawa can become a "panda" is not because he has that appearance (after all, the main body is a living person), but because he is almost the most wonderful teacher in the school.

On some days, the students in class A always think of the fear of being deeply dominated by Mr. Aizawa that day.

Aizawa Shouta walked to the back of the podium with tired steps, "Good morning, students."

"I feel like Aizawa-sensei is going to pass out."

"Did he play games all night again yesterday?"

Aizawa Yuta pulled his messy hair, "Come to meet you, you are new teachers." The black-haired man yawned big.

"Wow, I'm a little nervous." Li Ri Ochako said in a low voice.

At this time, Mineta Minoru muttered: "Female teacher, female teacher, female teacher, female teacher×N"

Atsushi Nakajima felt helpless, "Mineta-san seems to have a high obsession with female teachers."

"It's very high." Shang Ming continued from behind.

Aizawa Shouta moved a seat sideways and passed someone.He walked straight out of the door and glanced at the amber trench coat.

"Does she only have a windbreaker in her closet?" He let out a foul breath from his stomach, "I hope that guy doesn't screw up."

A woman in an amber windbreaker walked up to the podium slowly, holding a precariously high bun.

Liri Ochako didn't notice that her deskmate's complexion was turning gray and stiff.

"Ah...the name is the boss Jitai." The chalk in the woman's hand seemed to have grown feet, as if she refused to be pressed obediently on the blackboard.So her handwriting is crooked, like a strange object made up of a bunch of lines. "It means not dying for love." After the woman finished writing her name, she turned around and looked at everyone—her new students.

"But if you die in love with me, maybe you will be expelled by the principal—" Even though he said so, he still had that lazy expression on his face.

"Why do I feel like the new teacher is welcoming others to die in love with her?" Li Ri questioned out of the super intuition of women.

"It doesn't seem to be, it is at all." Atsushi Nakajima felt that he could hardly restrain the corners of his mouth that moved out crazily.

What does the boss mean?

As Dazai Osamu's personal assistant, Atsushi Nakajima has touched almost all of the other's manuscripts.Among them are not only the manuscripts written for Dongzhi Club, but also some messy manuscripts for other publishing houses or magazines.He vaguely remembered that he found some very bad things back then.

——Erotic novels and r18 comics.

They're all horrible, indescribable objects.

And those things are all signed with someone's name: the boss Jitai.

There is no doubt that this is a new business that Osamu Dazai is going to develop.If the readers of Mr. Osamu Dazai knew that the teacher who is regarded as a god in his heart actually wrote such filthy things, they would probably go crazy on the spot.

Atsushi Nakajima is a loyal reader.He believes that, apart from some people who love teachers so much that they are obsessed with them, he is definitely the one who admires teachers the most.Since the age of 12, the white-haired boy has been helping his teacher with words.

So in this situation, the only thing the boy can do is scream.Although Atsutomo Nakajima tried his best to restrain himself, his voice still escaped from his mouth due to the huge damage caused by the impact.

The other students looked at him one after another.Atsushi Nakajima felt his face was going to burn.

"Atsushi Nakajima?" Li Ri looked at him worriedly, thinking that something bad happened to him just now.

Atsushi Nakajima waved his hand weakly.

Osamu Dazai: "I'm not a scourge, is it worth your fuss?"

The woman shrugged her shoulders, and then said something that surprised everyone present, "It seems that you will explain it to me in my office later, Aden." That nickname sounded too familiar.

Li Ri used the greatest strength in her life to stab Nakajima Atsushi's arm, her eyes were full of doubts.

Atsushi Nakajima:? ? ?Is the teacher wrong? ? ?

"Does the teacher know Nakajima-san?" According to common sense, when you first come into contact with a new class, the teacher will definitely call the students by their surnames.How can a new teacher call a new student's name directly for no reason?It was clear that the two had known each other before.

The black-haired woman said in a natural tone, "Ah, he's cooking for me."

Atsushi Nakajima:? ? ?

So my status is just that of a cook?

The white-haired boy was almost buried by a bunch of greetings.

"This statement is so ambiguous." The pink-haired girl—Ashido Sanna looked like an obedient student.She raised her hand as she said this.

The brunette touched her chin, as if thinking of a more perfect introduction.

"Let's put it this way," those iris-colored eyes glanced at everyone in the classroom, and then naturally skipped over the boy with half red and half white hair, "Let me introduce my son to you."

"I think this sounds more like a curse word." Nakajima Atsushi twisted half of his face and whispered forcefully.

Li Ri: "Nakamaka Nakajima-kun??"

"I'm not me without you, don't think about it!" Atsushi Nakajima denied on the spot.

"It's like covering up." Ashido said.

"It's a cover up." Said Wa Chui Mei Yu, who had seen through everything.

The author has something to say: it's biased... I added Wenye's theatrical version of DEADAPPLE, Mr. Dazai's new hairstyle is really nice prprpr.But the boss is really miserable, he died for so many years without knowing it (wronged Baba), but the last sentence "my angel" - oh, can I sue him for molesting minors??? I will always like Dundun.jpg (But the tiger is really ugly (hey