【Double Black】As You Like It

Osamu Dazai happily followed him in, humming an out-of-key song happily, sitting obediently on the sofa, Nakahara asked the other party if you had eaten, and the man was aggrieved face said.

"I'm afraid you won't see me when you come back, so I haven't gone anywhere and have been waiting for you at the door."

He deliberately talked to him in a sticky tone, but he stared closely at the other person's eyes, and realized that Dazai Osamu was really not lying, and sighed, saying that you sit down and I'll get you something to eat.

After speaking, he went to the kitchen to look for things. It was only a week or so since he left here, but he always felt that it had been a long time. Fortunately, there was still some stock in the refrigerator, so he turned around and asked Osamu Dazai if he could eat some instant noodles.

The other party had already turned around and lay on the back of the sofa, with his head on his arm and said loudly, yes, I will eat whatever you want.No way before when the two of them were still at home, they ordered food confidently, but just tilted their heads and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You look good."

The sudden straight ball caught him off guard, and Zhong Yuan took a step back carefully with a bag of noodles in his hand. In the past, the person who praised him would definitely have a second hand, either to tease him or to set him up, Zhong Yuan Zhong There are also stress reactions.

But Osamu Dazai seemed to have not finished speaking and continued to speak.

"I'm just so happy that Chuya chose to open the door to see if I was still there, and the first thing he did when he came back was not throwing away the bed in the living room. I thought you would throw away the place where I slept. When it comes to garbage, ah, and, actually, you will ask me if I’m hungry, I’m so happy.”

His tone was full of joy, and this joy did not seem to be fake, as if he was bubbling and bubbling with joy.

To be honest, Osamu Dazai is a very strange person. He is handsome, beautiful and tall, but occasionally shows a childish or incongruous side. Instead, there is a feeling of 'whatever this person looks like seems reasonable'.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know why this person said this suddenly, and after a while he turned around and went to work in the kitchen, saying, "Otherwise, if you get lost and someone disappears, what if the Armed Detective Agency What should I do if someone blackmails me?"

"How can it be? The president and Mr. Mori have completely different styles. And you really came out to find me because you love me?"

"I heard that you were silent, and I was afraid that you would turn over my balcony."

"Nonsense, you obviously care about me."

"I do not have!"

Osamu Dazai snorted twice and didn't continue to argue with him, but started another topic instead.

"I said Zhongye, where do I sleep at night?"

"The bed in the living room."

"But my legs and feet are fine, so I won't sleep down?"

"Room not cleaned."

"It's okay, I'll sleep with you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also came over with plates and chopsticks, crossed the sofa and put the things on the small coffee table.

"Okay, let's eat quickly, I'll give you a good bed, and you can choose."

Osamu Dazai smiled at him, took a bowl with chopsticks and ate the noodles bit by bit, quietly and honestly, completely missing the Osamu Dazai in his impression.So Zhong Yuanzhong sat on the opposite side of the sofa and looked at him with his chin resting on his face. After watching for a while, he lowered his eyes and said that you definitely can't live here forever.

"Huh? Why?" The other party raised his head from the bowl, his face was still dipped in scallions, while he pulled out a piece of paper from the table and handed it to this person, "What do you mean, your injuries will be healed after you are back. , What does it look like to come here? Wipe your face, how can you eat and still be the same as before. "

Before he swallowed the noodles in his mouth, Osamu Dazai yelled vaguely with a bite in his mouth that if he didn’t leave, he didn’t care that he would end up freezing to death on the street after he went out, and then he moved his face towards Nakahara Nakaya Wipe him.He disgustedly pasted the napkin on the other person's face, wiped it, and threw it into the trash can. Then he tapped his finger on the table in a righteous manner, meaning that you don't have to worry about it, anyway, it's impossible for him to live together. yes.

After saying this, Osamu Dazai didn't eat his noodles. He originally wanted to throw the bowl and chopsticks, but when he thought that this thing was not his, the hand that was holding the replay was about to hit the table, and Nakahara stared at him. Eyes, a look of 'Okay you Dazai, how dare you throw my bowl? ''You throw it, you throw one and try it? ' expression, the man took a look at his face and shrank back. Although the hand was still holding it down, but in the end it was just a light knock, and there was a small sound, and the bottom of the bowl rang against the table. one time.But the chopsticks were not so lucky. They were slapped on the table by the other party, straightened their backs and necks, and lifted their chins to tell him that it was impossible.

"If I enter this room, you can't drive me out!"

"Why are you like this, this is my home!"

"That's not okay, look at me so pitiful, no one cares about me, no one loves me, no one sleeps and no one warms the bed, so why don't I recommend myself to warm your bed?"

"I don't need you to warm my bed!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also found out, he really found out.

Damn, what happened to Osamu Dazai? ?What's the matter with him? ?How is he so proficient? ?

What is this doing?Is this harassing him?This is... to provoke him!

"I warn you, don't talk to me like that."

"Why did I talk to you?"

"Warm, warm the bed, aren't you ashamed?"

"What did I tell you that I was so annoying? Like you said before, why are we so awkward when we both met honestly when we were 15?"

"Of course it's awkward! Don't make it sound like we're on good terms?"

"Of course we have a good relationship."

"Not good! It's not good at all! You still have to eat or not, you have to fight with me, don't you?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head to protect his bowl, and picked up the chopsticks that were lined up on the table at the beginning, "Eat, I haven't finished eating yet."

So while waiting for the other party to eat noodles, Nakahara Zhong also reasoned with the other party, even though he knew that Osamu Dazai couldn't reason at all.

"How can we say that the two organizations we belong to are opposing parties. Even if we sign a cooperation agreement now, we can't just come here casually, right? And go and improve your colleague relationship! Could it be that the detective won't let you go back for a day? Are you going to live with me? I can take you in for a few days, but then move out for me. "

When he said this, he had no emotion at all, as if he was narrating a work document, the person in front of him didn't respond, just hung his head and buried his face in the bowl to eat.He said a lot, for example, we don’t know each other at all, and if we want to talk to you, it’s because of your help. Dazai, let me tell you that it’s a disaster for us to live together, so it’s best for you and me. The good result is that the two of us maintain the previous relationship and meet frequency, you know?

He talked a lot back and forth, but he found that Osamu Dazai hadn't moved at all, so he glanced over and found that the other party buried his face in the bowl and his shoulders were shaking, and he didn't hear the other party's sobs until he stopped talking Voice.

There was a small sound, and then slowly raised his head from the bowl, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, his mournful face was like a wimpy little flower, sobbing.

"Don't you even give me a chance to wash the dishes..."

I feel pity for anyone who sees the crying appearance.

Except for the Central Plains.

"Take back your tears for me, who are you crying for?"

"Cry for you."

"I don't look, turn back!"

"But I feel sad."

"Hold on."

Osamu Dazai crying sounds very real, but if this person can cry because of such a thing, then he is definitely not Osamu Dazai. He knows in his heart like Ming Jing that this person is definitely pretending, but it is annoying to see that person crying.He scratched his hair irritably and finally, as if resigning to his fate, he said it's ok, let you stay for a week first, so the other party burst out laughing, holding the bowl and saying okay, well, then I'll wash the dishes for you.But in the next second, he snatched the bowls and chopsticks from this person, so you can stop for a while, your hand injury is still not healed, can I still let you touch the water, bring it.

Osamu Dazai was as comfortable as a flower blooming and put his head on the back of the sofa. When he came over after washing the dishes, he found that the other party was looking through the pile of clothes he bought recently. He walked over and asked you what you were doing, and it turned out The man pointed to a pile of clothes and said, I'm looking for a change of laundry.

"Didn't I buy it for you before?"

"That's right, but I also want to see it. Zhongye's clothing has never been very good."

Osamu Dazai received a slap on the back of the head.

"Go find your old clothes and wear them."

In fact, most of his clothes are black, white and gray, except for a few dark green jackets that he wore when he was 15 years old. If he wears the casual red trousers before, he will be ridiculed.He thought to himself that your clothes, Dazai, are not very good, a long blue trench coat and woolen pants with lantern legs.

After the other party took the clothes into the bathroom, he took out his mobile phone. At this time, he finally had time to settle the follow-up compensation for the apartment where he had an accident.The insurance company lost a lot of money, and Hong Kong gangsters also subsidized some. Although he is not short of the amount, it doesn't mean that he is being taken advantage of and has to be responsible for the full amount.

It's just that the original sports cars and wine cellars cannot be saved. He thought that his wine collection and luxury cars were aching in his heart, and after scolding the instigator Osamu Dazai over and over again, he began to check the specific information of the new residence. I definitely won't live in this small second floor all the time, it's too small to fit many things.

When Osamu Dazai came out, there was no sound, and suddenly came from behind him with two arms around his neck, Nakahara also put down his phone and patted the other's forearm, and in his nasal cavity was the shower gel exuded from this person Fragrance.

"I left all your clothes at the door for you, go and wash them."

He pulled the person off from behind him and went in. He didn't put down the phone, but he knew that this person would definitely turn over.

Even if there is nothing inside, I still don't worry.

When he put on the clothes at the door, he found that it was a white T-shirt with a black fluffy dog ​​printed on it, and when the other party saw him coming out, he came over and stuck him side by side, wearing a black T-shirt , but a white cat was printed on it.Osamu Dazai pulled the clothes on his body and said, "You see, we are a couple's style." Then he slapped his head again.

"Is it a couple style or not? I'm going to change my clothes."

"Don't, this can be regarded as sleepiness."

"I'm used to sleeping naked."

"Then I'll warm your bed!"

Without saying a word, Osamu Dazai turned around and ran upstairs. He ran so fast that Nakahara was stunned and didn't catch anyone.He watched the other party go directly to his room, and followed Mao's orange cat to run up, calling the other party's name behind his back, and when he opened the door of his room, he saw Osamu Dazai lying down On his bed, the quilt was tightly covered, revealing half of his face and a pair of eyes facing him.

"I'm ready, I'm ready!"

"I'm not ready!"

He walked over and knelt on one knee by the bed, trying to lift the quilt, but Osamu Dazai couldn't pull it off as if he was stuck to it. The two of them were like a tug of war. Admitting defeat, Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked the other party's ass and moved him in. He was so exhausted that he lay on the edge of the bed and rolled his eyes.

Osamu Dazai was wrapped in a quilt like a wriggling worm, leaned over his head and said, Chuya, I sleep well at night and don’t make any noise at all. You see, your bed is so big and sleeping alone must be very lonely and special Desolate, it will be different with me here. I am your caring little padded jacket.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out his hand to push the other person's face away, and replied angrily, what a caring little padded jacket you are, if you are not angry with me, I will burn incense and worship Buddha.

The two of them saw that it was already midnight, and besides, they had just taken a shower and didn't want to sweat anymore. Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the person nestled on the bed with his face upturned, trying to be cute to him, but he didn't even look at it. At a glance, turn over and say that your hair is not dry, dry it for me before touching my pillow!

When going to sleep at night, Zhong Yuanzhong also drew a [-] line in the middle of the bed, which means that if you cross the line, I will dare to kick you off the bed.The person holding the new pillow nodded, and when he was about to get out of bed to find the quilt, he found that his quilt was gone.

"Where's my quilt?? Where are the several silk quilts I put on the wardrobe??"

He rummaged through the box but couldn't find it, so he immediately turned his head to look at the person on the bed. Osamu Dazai blinked and turned around, leaving Nakahara Nakaya with a bleak back. He was so angry that he threw himself on the bed and dug the person out of the bed. .

"Where is my quilt Dazai! Where is my quilt!"

"I have no idea!"

"You don't know there are ghosts!"

"Okay, okay, sleep, why don't you find two quilts and let's build one bed." Osamu Dazai smiled and covered him with the quilt and patted his pillow: "It's getting late, go to sleep, I'm sleepy Alright." After speaking, he yawned.

Nothing.

It just doesn't matter.

If Osamu Dazai refuses to accept the soft and the hard, he will have nothing to do.

Nakahara was so angry that he pulled the quilt over his shoulders and fell asleep facing the wall.

When he woke up the next day, it was high in the sun, the sun was shining in from the outside, and the wind outside the window blew up the soft curtains. He opened his eyes and rubbed them with his hands in a daze. He always felt a little heavy on his body. , So just when I was about to turn my head, I felt that my chin touched something, a fluffy lump, and I reached out to touch it, only to find that it was Osamu Dazai's hair.

What [-] lines, that is a decoration.

Nakahara Zhong also sighed, and wanted to grab the other party by the collar and yell what's going on with you bastard, let me start, but the other party's injured hand was on his chest, and he frowned after taking a look at it. I let you go this morning.I didn't want to disturb the other party so I got up, but found that this person was like an octopus and couldn't be opened, so I patted the other party's face lightly and called his name.

"Dazai, get up!"

The other party hugged him as if he hadn't woken up, and hugged him even tighter.He was very uncomfortable with this kind of overly intimate action, and wanted to take the other's arm away with his face suppressed, but Dazai Ji groaned and his legs were all on his stomach, so he understood almost instantly. Yes, this man pretended to sleep with him here.

Early in the morning, he grabbed the other party and beat him up, and then Nakahara went downstairs to wash up refreshed, and Dazai Osamu followed him down with his messy hair, accusing him of being unsympathetic and vicious. he.

"You deserve a beating."

After entering the bathroom, he took his own cup and planned to brush his teeth. Dazai Osamu came in and squeezed a sink with him and started brushing. They stood side by side in front of the mirror. The above is quite cute, but Zhongyuan Zhong also finds it awkward.

The other party's movements were relatively quick, Dazai Osamu washed his face and went out, but there was a row of men's toiletries in Nakahara Chuya's bathroom, so he was still standing here and busy.But it seems that he heard something outside, and it should be that someone came to his house and knocked on the door.

Nakahara Nakahara, who just patted his face with a small hairpin and pinned his bangs, opened the door and walked out. He found that someone should have come to the door, because Osamu Dazai was standing at the door talking to someone.

He walked over to see who it was, but as soon as he poked his head out from behind Osamu Dazai, he saw that this person was the Tora from the Armed Detective Agency. When the other party saw him, he looked like an animal whose tail had been stepped on, trembling He stumbled and stretched out a finger, pointing at him for a while and pointing at Osamu Dazai for a while, but he didn't speak.

He had no choice but to look at Osamu Dazai.

"What's the matter, looking for you?"

The other party helped him pin the few strands of hair that fell behind the small hairpin with his hands.

"Yes, it is said that the detective agency has entrusted me to go and have a look."

Nakahara also frowned when he heard this. He still remembered that Osamu Dazai's injuries were still serious, and he should have been lying on the bed to recuperate. It's just that this person's vitality is too strong and he didn't listen to persuasion, otherwise there would be no harm in being shot in the back. That's easy to say.

So with that in mind he replied.

"You change someone, he won't go."