[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

Dazai was standing in the elevator, the red marks on his face were still there, looking a little funny.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the office allow you to see the entire Yokohama. Standing on a high ground and overlooking the city, you can always see a different beauty.Whether it's the morning sun or the evening sun.

Mori Ogai sat on the sofa, propped his chin and looked out the window.

The heavily guarded door was opened by his subordinates, and Dazai walked in, his kite-colored eyes filled with warm orange light.

"leader."

Mori Ogai put down his hand on his chin, and looked at Dazai with some surprise: "I am very happy today, Dazai-kun."

"Where, it's not as good as the leader."

"I never interfere with my subordinate's innocuous hobbies. Dazai-kun must get along well with that young lady."

"So what about my vacation, sir?"

"This, Chuya-kun is very dissatisfied."

"I see." Dazai nodded his face, but he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

"Don't disturb Dazai-kun's good time, go."

Mori Ogai didn't say anything else, his dark purple pupils were dark, and the warm orange of dusk fell in his eyes like falling on solid ice, but it was in vain.

"Yes."

Dazai turned to leave, his black bangs grew long again, covering half of his eyes by jumping around.

Dusk fell on the sea, and the sparkling waves reflected in the beautiful and dangerous city of Yokohama.Dazai stood on the pier, his long eyelashes drooping to cover all the emotions in his eyes.

"Drip-drip-"

Dazai looked at the sunset on the skyline, and connected the phone: "Sister Hongye, good evening... Ah, I have to ask you about the clothes, it's a little earlier than I expected..."

Dazai hung up the phone and wiped out the monitors hanging on his ears: "Little Ayako is awake, go back quickly."

The warm sunset shone on the quilt, and I opened my eyes, only to feel that I was very tired after sleeping.

I was supposed to be in Dazai's car, but now I woke up on the tatami.The air conditioner was on, and I was lying under the quilt in my rabbit pajamas, tucked in tightly by the corners, and Dazai's black coat was draped over it.

No wonder I feel tired, I can't turn over at all.

With black threads all over my head, I lifted off the coat and quilt, sat up and stretched.

"Well……"

The bones crackled and I walked out of the room with my messy hair and slippers on.

Is this Dazai's house?

I looked around, there were no extra decorations here, it seemed to be just a place to rest temporarily, it was too deserted.

"Dazai?"

I wandered around the living room and found no one. I tugged at the rabbit ears on the hat of my pajamas and couldn't figure it out.

Why just take a nap and no one is there?It's really troublesome that I can't send messages to Dazai without my mobile phone by my side.

I sat on the sofa in a daze, Dazai, an idiot, didn't install a TV in the living room.

"Click."

There was a sound of the door opening, and I turned around to see Dazai carrying a paper bag.

"Little Ayako, I'm coming back~"

No one has said this to me for a long time, I sat on the sofa and raised my head and smiled brightly at Dazai: "Welcome back!"

Dazai closed the door and handed me the paper bag, with a slight smile in his kite-colored eyes: "These are clothes for Ayako, the bathroom is in the room, and I will take you out for dinner later."

"Oh yes, thank you Dazai."

The paper bag was a bit heavy, and the clothes were blue from the mouth of the bag.I was relieved, luckily it wasn't green.

"Little Ayako, go, I'll wait for you here."

I nodded and went back to the room, opened the paper bag and found a furisode kimono inside.

The background color is blue, with finely divided light pink cherry blossoms on it, and the style is complicated and gorgeous. I saw the small box containing the headgear, and the matching foot bag and clogs were also inside.

A set of vacuum-packed underwear was found at the bottom of the paper bag. I held the underwear bag with mixed emotions.

Vacuum-packed underwear is nothing, but a whole set of kimonos... Is Dazai stupid, kimonos can't be given away casually.

I ran back to the living room, clutching my kimono in a tangled state: "Dazai, do you have any other clothes?"

"It's gone, Ayako doesn't like it?"

In all fairness, the clothes are beautiful, of course I like them, but girls generally only accept kimonos from their fathers or lovers!

"I like it, but kimonos can't be given or received casually! Dazai, you have some common sense, okay?"

I frowned and worried about my friend's common sense, and at the same time felt something was wrong.

"There will be a fireworks festival tonight. Ayako is going to see it. The kimono is very suitable for the occasion."

Dazai smiled and did not answer my question directly. His slender hands were placed on the kimono I was holding in my arms. The combination of blue and bloodless white was very eye-catching.

"Fireworks Festival? Let's go and have a look!" Dazai distracted me. It's normal to wear a kimono for the Fireworks Festival.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Dazai's voice was soft and clear.His iris-colored eyes devoured the surrounding light, and his eyelashes met the light and shadow, making the difference between light and dark.

I went back to the room with Furisode in my arms, sat on the tatami and started to daze.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but looking back on the time we got along with Dazai, did our relationship become too good after returning from the mental hospital?

Tsk, what are you thinking...

I patted my head and took my underwear into the bathroom, only to realize that the Japanese room I slept in was not a guest room, but Dazai's master bedroom.

The shampoo and shower gel in the bathroom have been unpacked, and there are clothes baskets and a pair of men's sandals on the floor.

I looked at it and suddenly my expression froze. It is said that you suddenly feel shy or uncomfortable when getting along with men and women, which shows that your mind is impure.

Do I... have that kind of meaning for Dazai?

I want to attack a friend? !

Covering my mouth in disbelief, I dipped my hand into the bathtub filled with warm water and fell into deep thought.

Silently thinking about the possibility of me falling in love with Dazai——Dazai is good-looking, very capable at a young age, and a cadre of a certain organization. Although he is sometimes naughty, he can always be considerate if he wants to.When I get along with Dazai, there are no such unpleasant things as three views and personality disagreements.

So... Is it impossible for me to like him?

Huh?Am I thinking too much?Except for Mini Dazai, I didn't blush at him either.

I buried my face in the bathtub, the warm water flowed over the tip of my nose and wrapped my cheeks, and I closed my eyes tightly.

Hey, with Dazai's character, I can't imagine him falling in love. Could it be that he wants to bring his partner to die in love?

If you really like Dazai and don't develop further, then it is very likely that there will be no relationship in the future.I lifted my face out of the water in distress, and water droplets slipped from my neck into my underwear.

Oops, I haven't taken off my clothes yet.What are you thinking, let's take a shower first, Dazai is still waiting outside.

I took off my clothes and sat in the bathtub with my knees in my arms, only to realize that I had to wash my hair. Why did I put in the bath water?

I let go of the tub with a sigh, feeling like a little girl entering puberty.

The water from the shower fell from the top of the head and took away the foam and flowed into the bathtub drain. I stepped on the bathtub bulge, and my feet hurt a little.

After taking a shower, I wrapped my wet hair into a ball head, hesitated for a while, and then put on the kimono with dejection all over my body.

Instead of a hair dryer, Dazai's razor and shaving foam were found in the bathroom cabinet.

I shoved it back with a guilty conscience, ran barefoot to the living room and asked Dazai, "Dazai, where did you put the hair dryer?"

Dazai looked at me and blinked, his face tilted innocently: "Hair dryer? I don't have this thing here."

Dazai's eyes were very focused. It was nothing at all, but the thought just now made me feel very ashamed.

I regarded you as a friend, but you wanted to pick on me-I feel so sorry for Dazai.

I squeezed the wet balls on my head, and my voice was a little unnatural: "Then what do you usually do after washing your hair?"

"What will happen sooner or later anyway." Dazai nonchalantly pulled me to sit on the sofa, untied the hair rope on my head and smoothed it out gently with his fingers.

My fingertips rubbed my scalp lightly, causing a slight tingling sensation, and I wanted to escape uncomfortably.

"That being said, it's better for Ayako to dry herself off." Dazai pressed me on the sofa, took out a dry towel from nowhere and put it on my head to wipe it gently.

"... Oh." I responded dryly, not knowing where to put my hands.

"This kimono, little Ayako looks great in it."

"…thanks."

Gently rubbing the towel, I lowered my head slightly to be at Dazai's mercy, my eyes were fixed on the button of Dazai's suit, as if I could see a flower.

My head is in a mess, I don't even know what I'm thinking.The hair was wiped half dry with gentle force, and after being straightened out, it was very comfortable to be blown by the wind passing through the hall.

"Okay, little Ayako can put on her hair accessories and get ready to go out."

"it is good."

I dodged my gaze and dared not look at Dazai, for fear that he would see something.If I liked Dazai, I would probably confess directly, but I am not sure what I think now, and speaking out will only increase embarrassment.

Think about it again, if you really like it, it's no big deal to be rejected, you can go after it!

If you don't like it, you can apologize to Dazai after you think it over, although he will definitely laugh at the words "how stupid is Ayako".

Thinking about it this way relieved my psychological burden a lot, I raised my head and wanted to talk to Dazai but saw him smiling at me, all words were blocked, I timidly picked up the towel.

"...I'm going to the bathroom to put down the towel."

"Good~"

Dazai's smile was unusually bright for some reason, and his voice was soft as if it was about to float.

I opened the bathroom window, arranged the dirty clothes and threw them in the clothes basket, took a deep breath and prepared to face Dazai, who was like a scourge to me now.

I opened the bathroom door and found Dazai looking at the cherry blossom jewelry, and seeing me come out and staring at my hair for evil ideas.

"what happened?"

"Just learned a little bit from my elder sister, Xiao Lingzi, do you want to try?"

"Ok?"

Dazai came over and blocked me at the bathroom door. He stood in front of me, bowed his head and brushed my hair.In this posture, Dazai almost hugged me, his slender fingers moved nimbly on his head, and the hair was gently pulled, which seemed to itch to the bottom of his heart.

The faint smell of laundry detergent and gunpowder smoke on Dazai's clothes seeped into my nostrils, my fingers hidden in my sleeves tightened slightly, and my body froze in place.

I think my face must be flushing now.

I tried my best to ignore the strange feeling on the top of my head, and found that something was wrong with my eyes wandering. It would be strange for Dazai to go out to the fireworks festival in a suit.

"Why don't you change into your yukata, Dazai?"

Fingers shuttled between the hair, and finally fixed the cherry blossom hairpin.Dazai brushed the broken hair from my cheeks behind my ears, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, I'm only responsible for watching the fireworks with Ayako, the yukata is not important."

Dazai looked at the seriousness in the depths of my iris pupils, and I took a step back uncomfortably.

dong dong, dong dong...

When my breathing was stagnant, I seemed to hear the sound of my heart beating.