[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

There is a low coffee table on the tatami, and a few dishes of delicate refreshments are placed on the coffee table.The afternoon nap stimulated my inertia. I wanted to sleep for a while under the soft quilt, but I was attracted by the scent of snacks.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and found that I was not lying on the bed, but sleeping in a nest made of soft cloth, and there was a snack next to the nest.Fenglong put his head down and gnawed earnestly, wagging his tail happily, snorting at Dazai from time to time, winking critically.

Yimulian stood on the low tea table and looked at Dazai who was kneeling obediently in pajamas, and he frowned with dissatisfaction.

Ichimokulian is still small, but a bit bigger than me. Compared with Dazai, we seem to have strayed into the kingdom of adults.

I got out from the pile of soft cloth, rushed to Yimulian and hugged his arm excitedly: "Teacher Lian, you are here!"

He glanced at the bandages wrapped around my body with an indescribable expression, hesitated for a moment and finally touched my head: "Ayako."

I shook my head and rubbed Yimulian's hand, and I could feel the warm warmth on the top of my head.

Furyu glared at Dazai unwilling to be lonely, and flew to my side without hesitation, with dessert residue on his beard and flicking his tail.Perhaps surprised by my size, it patted my shoulder with its tail: "There's still me!"

"It hurts! Silly dragon, you are here too." I indifferently pushed the wind dragon's tail away, not everyone has the thick skin of a dragon, it hurts a lot.

"Look, even my lord! She's bullying me again!"

"The evil dragon sued first, obviously you provoked me first!"

Fenglong and I stared at each other with wide eyes, trying to defeat each other with our eyes.Fenglong's vertical pupils stare fiercely, but I can be more fierce than it!

I raised the end of my eyebrows and lowered them, narrowed my eyes slightly and glanced fiercely for a week, and finally met Fenglong's gaze.

Yimulian pushed Fenglong's big head away helplessly, and looked at me with a smile: "Ayako."

"Well, I know."

In front of the god and teacher I believe in, I dare not go too far. Yimulian has a gentle temper and is easy to talk. I can pass the homework with a little coquettishness, but I always hope that I can have a better image in his heart.

I patted Fenglong on the head to express a temporary truce and reconciliation.

"Hmph, Master Lian's favorite is definitely me!"

"The teacher's favorite..."

Feeling a sudden chill behind my back, I turned to find my boyfriend firing a death ray.

"...I like you the most, of course!"

"Why are you so talkative all of a sudden today? You and I have been arguing for a long time about who your lord likes the most!"

Not so good, the moment Fenglong said this, the eyes behind him became even hotter.My face was covered with black lines, and I felt like I was deeply in the Shura field.

I hooked the broken hair on my cheek and looked away: "Cough, I've always been easy to talk."

Fenglong put his head on top of my head and muttered in disbelief: "Don't fool the dragon."

Now I'm holding Yimulian's arm, and the wind dragon surrounds me and Yimulian.Look, what a warm family.

Dazai sat on the tatami and did not move, his eyebrows twitching slightly.

"Dazai, you're awake too." I put down Yimulian's arm guiltily, stepped on the messy quilt and jumped in front of Dazai, poking the bandage on his arm and smiling flatteringly.

Dazai's eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a lonely shadow: "I've woken up a long time ago, Ayako."

The show is on, the showman.Thinking of this, I patted his hand, symbolically comforting him for being ignored.

At the same time, the thinking couldn't help diverging. Dazai really had the bandage on his body, and he didn't take it off while sleeping.What's the difference between this and a girl who doesn't understand underwear when she sleeps...cough.

Dazai didn't go too far to pretend to be a monster, he looked at Yimulian with a polite smile and acted as an observer.

What did Dazai and Mr. Lian communicate with each other before I woke up so that they have such a tacit understanding?This kind of feeling of being favored in front of the parents, only Fenglong is enough, Natsume and Xiaotou don't care much about this kind of thing, so I rank first in the teacher's care (worry) list.

"Mr. Lian, why did you come here suddenly? Is it because of Monday?"

"Natori called and said that he seemed to see you in the place of the Hong Kong black cadres. It seemed that you were cursed and became smaller. I was a little worried, so I came to have a look."

"Obviously there's nothing wrong, and I'm still having a good time, wasting my lord's divine power for nothing." Feng Long stretched out his head angrily, almost hitting my face with his head.

I pushed the dragon's face away in disgust. Although the wind dragon is very funny, its face still has a bit of impact.

"Natsume and the others are also very worried. It is Fenglong's suggestion to come here." Yimulian's voice was gentle and clear, like evening rain in a thirsty summer, moist and fresh.

"Well, then I forgive you."

"Who told you to forgive me, huh."

"Natori sent a post at the time—shocked! A certain black mud cadre actually did this to his underage girlfriend..." Ichimokulian's clear voice read the title clearly, and it was Dazai who showed it to me at the time.

Yimulian doesn't use a mobile phone, and now he lives at Natsume's house, all news should be sent to Natsume and then conveyed to him.So, how many people have seen this post that makes people feel ashamed just by looking at the name? !

Silence spread visible to the naked eye, only Fenglong happily ate snacks, it shook its beard: "Duogui said that he wants to chat with you next time we meet, let me pass it on."

"Uh……"

Seeing the atmosphere getting tense, Dazai interrupted suddenly, trying to prove his innocence: "Excuse me! I can explain this!"

Speaking of explanations, I remembered that at that time, Dazai made all kinds of strange remarks in a thousand-story high-rise building for half an hour. It is necessary to ask how true the black mud on Dazai’s face is, after all, it seems that his mind was impure before.

Yimulian showed a rare expression of hesitation, and his voice was a little hesitant: "Ayako, I hope you can think about the relationship partner again. Human beings will start a family sooner or later, but you are still young."

Fenglong nodded frantically while listening, and could no longer agree with what Yimulian said.

I looked at Teacher Lian, and then at the pitiful Dazai who didn't dare to refute, feeling more and more guilty like a bad boy whose parents caught him having a puppy love.

After a long time, Yimulian sighed softly with a gentle expression on his face: "The figure maintained by divine power won't last long, Yokohama has a strong sense of violation of the rules, no matter what you do, be careful."

Yimu Lian touched my head, the pale golden light slanted from his palm, and the warm temperature reminded me of afternoon tea and sweet snacks on a spring afternoon.

Ichimokuren and Furyu disappeared, only me and Dazai remained after a flash of light.

On a whim, I jumped down from the low coffee table and stepped on Dazai's palm: "Dazai, what would happen to you if I didn't realize it?"

"I'll chase Ayako well." Dazai blinked, thinking for a moment with a serious expression on his face.

"Then I'm at a loss. What if you chase me and get rejected?"

No matter how you look at it, chasing and being chased are the latter, which is happier. I pouted and thought of all kinds of gossip and speculation in the Hong Kong gangster forum. Don’t think too much about imprisonment and shackles.

"I can still be Ayako's spare tire with peace of mind." Dazai didn't answer my question directly, but I think it's not as simple as he said.

Of course, it is to block Ayako's choice of other people, so that you can only see me - I will ask it many years later, and Dazai replied with a smile like this.

"Spare tire, you are promising." I had a complicated expression, and of course I didn't think Dazai's spare tire was serious.

"Because it's Ayako. And I'm not happy that Ayako is standing with Teacher Lian."

"why?"

Dazai looked at me intently, his pupils seemed to hold me alone, his voice was too low to be heard: "Little little Ayako and little teacher Lian stand together, it seems that I am out of place."

"...Do you want to be passively covered with green?"

"Little Ayako is too much, I obviously don't mean that."

The nap was officially over, and I used Dazai as a springboard to play free fall. After going back and forth a few times, the excitement threshold rose, and I couldn't feel the thrill of pleasure anymore.

Dazai handles documents with his mobile phone. Although the working hours are casual, important documents still have to be processed in time.

Even though his eyes were not on me, Dazai was able to catch me accurately.He took the trouble to carefully send me back to his shoulders again and again, so that I can find more interesting game points.

I leaned on Dazai's shoulder and looked at the information with him. I was dazzled by the comprehensive estimation and risk assessment of a certain organization.

It's just the name of the organization - the Black Organization, isn't this the one that the unlucky Conan messed with?

"Dazai, I know this organization!"

"Ok?"

"I have a friend who was fed medicine by them and became smaller. Now life is miserable." My girlfriend is in front of me, but I can't say anything. It's too miserable. If it's me, I will explode.

Dazai raised his eyebrows, put down the phone with great interest: "Small... Edogawa Conan?"

"How did you decode it so fast!" I patted Dazai on the cheek without any sense of accomplishment.

"Obviously, the child named Conan had a strong sense of disobedience at that time, and his eyes and way of speaking had a deliberately disguised immaturity."

"...Obviously no one can see it now, how can it be obvious."

People who don't know the details will not think about this when they see Conan, at least I will not associate shrinking with Conan in the first place, and Dazai only chatted with Conan a few months ago.

It's not the first time I feel that Dazai has a high IQ, but it really hurts more if there is a comparison.

"It is precisely because no one has noticed that Xiao Lingzi is fine. I guess this organization with many things has already sent people to observe Xiao Lingzi."

"Watch me? Although I'm at the scene where Conan shrinks, they should know nothing. Don't scare me!"

When I think of a group of men in black staring at me like a tiger, I can't help it.Maybe it was because the impact of being on the scene was too great. It doesn't seem like a problem now, but I was really scared at the time.

"Who knows, I will protect Xiao Lingzi, don't worry."

"I feel at ease, even the teacher left me the blessing of Fengshen before he left."

Dazai poked my face and said childishly: "Ah, I want to mark Ayako too."

Stretching out my hand to prepare Dazai's cheek, I smirked: "May I give you one first?"

"Ok?"

Dazai turned his face sideways, and I actually saw expectation in his eyes.The hand that originally landed on Dazai's cheek landed on his lower lip, and I was not picky, so I just grabbed a piece of flesh and pulled it hard.

"……pain."

This mark is very effective, at least Dazai's lower lip turned red visible to the naked eye, and the place where he was pinched was slightly swollen.

"Look, isn't it good?"

Dazai turned off the phone screen, took a photo of himself, and nodded in satisfaction: "Mm, not bad."