[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

The training room was full of dust, Akutagawa was in a mess, and was beaten up again and again by Dazai without the slightest complaint.

I sat blankly on the coat and thought about life, remembering the gloomy eyes of Dazai when I mentioned breaking up last time, waiting for me to leave——Dazai...he won't cross the dimension wall to hit me, right?

Moreover, how can a normal person fly up and smash the wall and it will be fine. This is a sci-fi blockbuster?Usually, when I bump a chair a little bit, the bruise will take several days to disappear. I am afraid that I will die on the spot if I hit the wall.

Mo Ming felt a little regretful, maybe I shouldn't have confessed to Dazai impulsively.

I was stunned for a long time, and when I came back to my senses, Dazai was already squatting in front of me, his fingertips were covered with dust, and he just rubbed my cheek lightly with the back of his hand: "Little Ayako, I have to go."

Dazai and I looked at each other for a moment, kite-colored eyes looked at me intently, and my figure was engraved deep in his pupils.As if a corner of my heart had collapsed, I squeezed Dazai's fingertips in compromise.

"……it is good."

Dazai brushed off the non-existent dust on the collar, and carefully placed me on it, leaving Akutagawa alone in the training room.

Dazai walked very steadily, sitting on his shoulders without worrying about falling off.

I don’t have any opinion on Dazai’s education method, but I have to sigh: “You educate students like Sparta, Dazai!”

Dazai tilted his head to think, showing a puzzled expression: "Is there? It just so happens that this method is more appropriate."

I grabbed the bandage around Dazai's neck and said loudly in his ear, "Yes, it's super fierce!"

"Hmm... If the student was Ayako, it wouldn't be such a rough method."

"You know how to be rude... If it were me, I would have said goodbye to the world."

"I'm not a life coach, and I don't have time to guide his thoughts slowly."

Dazai said irresponsible words with a nonchalant expression.I have mixed feelings, should I say that Akutagawa deserves to be picked up?

Speaking of picking it up, I suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, how old is Akutagawa now?"

"Sixteen? Xiao Lingzi cares too much for him."

Dazai's voice was drawn out, like a cat that had been robbed of its sight, rolling on its belly and begging for attention.

"I don't care, I'm just curious! The student and the teacher are only two years apart, which is weird..." Moreover, the education I received from the literature class from childhood—Osamu Dazai is a fan of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, it feels amazing.

"Little Ayako can only be curious about me."

Dazai turned one after another in the building. I sat on Dazai's shoulder and couldn't see his expression. I just observed the decorations in the building boredly.

"What do you have to make me curious?" It's not a day or two to know each other. I don't know everything I should know. How can there be novelty to make me curious?

Dazai rubbed my hair, messed it up and straightened it out again and again.His voice was extremely soft, and every word was very clear: "Anything is fine, as long as Xiao Lingzi wants to know."

I avoided Dazai's annoying fingers, and leaned my face against his neck, where the arteries pulsate, with my ears attached to it, every beating sound was very clear.

"I don't want to know, I just know that you are a worrying fool."

"Idiots are fine too, at least Ayako will worry about it."

"Are you so humble, fool Dazai?"

"Well, yes."

Dazai's vocal cords vibrated when he spoke, and I could feel the vibration when he spoke by leaning on his neck, my face was itchy, and I felt uncomfortable and wanted to change the topic.

"... Excuse me, where is the elevator?" The dazzling young man with glasses on his face and a modest smile suddenly appeared, his warm voice was slightly embarrassed.

I can feel Dazai's body stiffen for a moment, and then return to normal, he smiled

"Go straight and turn right."

"Turn right...thank you very much."

The blond-haired young man and I exchanged glances and turned away politely, but I stared at the moving gecko-shaped mole on his face a few more times.Youth blonde hair has a warm tone and is my favorite color.

I thought for a moment and couldn't remember where I saw the blond young man, subconsciously grabbed Dazai's hair and asked in a low voice, "Dazai, do you know who he is?"

Dazai was silent for a moment, and his tone was a little weak: "It's named after Monday."

"... Natori Monday?!"

I remembered that he had messed in a few times during the video call with Teacher Lian, and he seemed to be very familiar with Natsume.The only impression I have of him is that he is both a celebrity and a monster exorcist, very powerful.

But, on Monday, Natori, he wasn't supposed to be here.To be clear, he shouldn't be in this world.

I had a vague intuition, and asked Dazai in a broken tone: "What's going on, Dazai? Natori shouldn't be here!"

Like a child who made a mistake, Dazai held me and lowered his head: "...that's what Ayako thinks."

I think so?Now there is no dimension wall at all, so I was being played by Dazai during this time?

To Dazai, I'm just a fun joke? !

I clenched my teeth, and the grievance spread from my chest to my whole body.My fingertips were cold and trembling slightly, and there was a soft cry in my voice: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Dazai's voice was dry, trying to explain with words: "Because Ayako didn't ask, and I..."

"Don't tell me until I ask! Never tell if I don't ask?"

"...I didn't, sorry."

"Let's break up."

"No!" Dazai almost reflexively denied it, and after blurting out, he looked at my expression carefully.

"I said break up!" My throat seemed to be blocked, and my voice was soft and soft, and tears rolled down my eyelashes while I shouted.

Dazai's face was gloomy for an instant, and his iris-colored eyes fixed me firmly.He stretched out his hand to wipe the teardrops off my cheeks, and said in a low voice, "It's impossible to break up, little Lingzi, don't cry."

"Woooo..."

I raised my wrist to cover my eyes, and couldn't stop the tears.Usually I don't like to cry, but this time I cried more and more fiercely.

Some time ago, I finally decided on one thing - I like Dazai very much, but just for a moment, I understood that Dazai and I were not suitable.

What I saw and what I thought was completely different from what Dazai thought.Before, I felt that there was no disagreement between the three views, but it was just that we didn't get along enough.

"I just want to spend more time with Ayako."

"But woo, you didn't tell me anything... If you want me to stay, just invite me directly... woo woo."

"...But rather than getting along, I want to monopolize Ayako."

Dazai explained to me with difficulty, and the hand that held me began to tremble in a panic, but I was immersed in my own thoughts and didn't feel anything.

Hearing Dazai's words, I stopped crying, sobbing in shock and teardrops kept falling.Maybe I misunderstood, Dazai agreed to my confession not because he liked it, but because of a possessive desire that came from nowhere.

I was very calm at the moment, raised my head and said hoarsely, "Break up Dazai, don't see each other again in the future."

Dazai and I looked at each other, the iris in his eyes seemed to have been wiped off, and the color was cloudy as if it could drown a person.When Dazai faced me, the corners of Dazai's mouth had been raised evenly, and his voice was suppressed to the extreme: "Don't mention that word again, let's go home first, Ayako."

Out of my instinct for danger, I opened my mouth and didn't speak.

The ten-centimeter body has nowhere to go, and wants to go home but has no ID, money, or even communication tools.Now even Dazai, who I trust will never do me any harm...

I stopped crying in despair, my throat was sobbing uncontrollably, and it was the first time I felt the isolation and helplessness of being stuck in the quagmire.

What the hell should I do?