[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

Just be quiet and don't bother me all the time.In terms of appearance... the boys I know are not bad. "

"It can't be researching how to commit suicide without pain every day, jumping off the river every now and then."

"It can't be someone who improves hard tofu day and night and tries to kill himself with tofu."

Osamu Dazai's smile has become very forced.

He said: "Yan Jiang's requirements are so strict..."

Su Woyan turned over and pinched his fingertips.

"It's just very strict for you. This kind of thing can be done by normal people."

"However..."

Osamu Dazai: "But?"

The pink-haired girl said: "If you are the one who confessed to me, these conditions can be relaxed appropriately."

The author has something to say: The leader Jae is about to cry, really (.)

Yokohama Love Story (End)

Osamu Dazai knelt beside the sofa, with a little depression on his face.

So, how did the open and dark show between him and Su Woyan develop to the point of "see who will confess first"?

Moments later, Osamu Dazai came to the conclusion that it was completely unconscious.

He, Osamu Dazai, is a person who never takes the initiative by himself and always uses other people's mouths to say what he wants to say.

As for Su Woyan, the person who really takes the initiative in this relationship seems to very much hope that the other party will confess.

When two people stay together like this, whoever confesses first has to compete.

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, rested his chin on the armrest of the sofa, and said, "Yan Jiang, you must like me very much, right?"

Su Wo said: "...?" What kind of confession is this! ?

Osamu Dazai continued: "So, Yan Jiang, do you want to fall in love with me?"

Su Woyan stretched out her hand, and gently caressed her fair cheek with fine scars.

She said gently, "Dazai, if I slap you now, will you have a concussion?"

Osamu Dazai: "...Yes, so please don't hit me."

Su Woyan asked: "Is there no way for you to say 'I like you' honestly and honestly?"

Osamu Dazai pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "I always feel that if you say it like this, it will seem very serious."

"Look, Yan Jiang, we are in the medical team now, you lie down and I squat, looking very idle."

"If I confess to Yan Jiang, at least I need a bouquet of flowers to appear serious enough, right?"

This over-the-top person who can easily invite the waitresses he met in the store to "die for love" is very good at confessing.

He is slick and good at saying good things, and many people are desperate for him.

It is precisely because of his proficiency that his confession, such a short sentence as "I like you", will appear very frivolous.

When he didn't meet a specific candidate, Osamu Dazai spent a lot of time and never put his heart into it, and said too many things casually.

But after meeting Su Woyan, he seemed extremely cautious and small again, as if he had forgotten all the previous methods, and he was so honest that he was not like himself.

"So you are still a person who pays attention to rituals?" Su Woyan pinched his soft hair and twisted it a few times with his fingertips. "Forget it, you've said it before, so I'll let you go this time."

A look of panic appeared on Dazai Osamu's face.

Wait, what is "let you go"?

Don't let him confess, don't need this premise, don't fall in love anymore?

When he was distractedly struggling with the meaning of these words, he heard a voice like the sound of heaven.

"Mr. Dazai, I like you." Su Woyan stroked the tip of his hair, and stretched out his hand to him. "Can you stay with me?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, as if he couldn't believe that he was in reality, he stretched out his hand cautiously, and touched Su Woyan's hand.

When his fingertips touched the girl's palm, Su Woyan rolled up his palm and held that pale hand.

Only then did Osamu Dazai remember to answer: "Of course—"

He lowered his head, and raised it again after a while, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little crystal clear.

She looked like she was about to cry, but she seemed very happy, her eyes were gentle and soft.

"This is the greatest luck in my life, Miss Yan."

Su Woyan nodded and said, "You may have saved the world in your previous life."

Osamu Dazai blinked and responded, "But, saving the world is Yan-chan's job?"

Of course, it is not only the world that is saved, but also him who grieves alone in the dark and is forever isolated from the light.

It was also from the day when he confirmed his relationship with Osamu Dazai that Su Woyan found that his reputation in port mafia had changed.

When she went downstairs, the man in black who was walking towards her would bend down at ninety degrees to salute, and yelled angrily, "Hello, big sister!"

Su Woyan looked shocked: "..."

She later complained to Osamu Dazai about it.

Su Woyan said this: "I really don't want to be called big sister by a group of people older than me."

Osamu Dazai put one hand on his chin, and said, "But I didn't order this. Speaking of which, you all facilitated it yourself."

Su Wo said, "Me?"

Osamu Dazai nodded: "Before you were drunk, you also hit me while you were chasing me downstairs, right?"

"Although having prestige in an organization does not depend solely on strength, Mafia always recognizes fists."

After that day, the entire port mafia fell silent, never speaking ill of the leader's little lover behind his back.

Su Woyan's appearance of chasing and beating a bully in the Central Plains was branded in their hearts. Since then, the pink-haired girl has also been listed as a target that cannot be provoked.

The food chain of Port Mafia became clear, and the woman with pink hair stood at the top.

Member A: "Has the leader changed his partner today?"

Member B: "Bro, you're on a business trip and don't know what's going on in the organization."

"The leader is still changing partners. If the leader dares to hold another girl's little hand, Miss Yan can smash his skull with one kick."

Strange rumors like these abound.

Su Woyan came to this conclusion: "There are really no normal people in your organization."

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "Zamu, compared to Armed Detective Agency, this place is much more normal."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and asked, "Well, Yan Jiang didn't come to the chief's room just to question me, did he?"

Su Gayan took out his wallet and put it on the desk in front of Osamu Dazai:

"Do you want to eat conveyor belt sushi? I heard that there is a conveyor belt sushi restaurant that uses plenty of fresh ingredients, but is also very expensive."

Osamu Dazai, who was banned from raw food and alcohol, was impressed. Although he couldn't eat crabs that exploded in the cold, the sashimi at the sushi restaurant was also good.

He supported the table with both hands, and his whole body was about to cross over: "Is it Chinese New Year today?"

Su Wo said: "..."

She was about to be overwhelmed by Osamu Dazai's brain circuit.

"Today is not the new year, it's your birthday."

After receiving this answer, Osamu Dazai immediately collapsed, and sat down on the chair decadently.

He turned his head away and said very unhappy: "My birthday gift is conveyor belt sushi?"

"From Yan Jiang's point of view, do I only deserve one meal of conveyor belt sushi?"

Suga dealt with Osamu Dazai's capriciousness with ease.

"Then what should I do? The king crab I bought is still swimming in the pool downstairs, it's a pity that someone can't eat it."

"That's why I was thinking, if I give you emperor crabs, you can only see the inedible ones, aren't you too pitiful?"

"Since you don't like conveyor belt sushi, let's go watch the king crab."

Su Woyan took the wallet back into his hand, and when he was about to pull his hand away, Osamu Dazai quickly grabbed his wrist.

Osamu Dazai, who had bid farewell to Sashimi for a long time, said with tears in his eyes, "Yan-chan, conveyor belt sushi is also possible."

If I knew it earlier, I would not have invited him to eat conveyor belt sushi.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t be greedy, so I’d better watch the king crabs in my own territory.

In the conveyor belt sushi restaurant, two people sitting in front of the order machine with expressionless faces thought so.

Chuya Nakahara, Momiji Ozaki, and Mr. Hirotsu, who were invited by them to count their heads, are still on their way.

Sogayan and Dazai Osamu sat in front of the machine in fear, with Oda Sakunosuke and Akutagawa Ryunosuke on the left, and Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo on the right.

It feels like being surrounded by a detective agency...

This is not dating at all.

Osamu Dazai drank the delicious clam soup and picked up a whole grilled conger eel, but he didn't feel the joy of enjoying the food.

Su Woyan ate salmon and peony shrimp sashimi, and forgot to dip in soy sauce.

And today's birthday gift to Osamu Dazai is far from over.

After eating this not-so-sweet sushi feast, the two parties appeared on the rooftop one after another.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa stood at the front of the detective agency, and Sogayan rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward.

"Oh, it's really lively." With Mori Ogai leading the white tiger boy to push open the door of the roof, the farce reached its peak.

Su Woyan squatted in the corner and shared snacks with Edogawa Ranpo—at this point in the matter, there was obviously no room for her to intervene.

Edogawa Ranpo didn't think it was a big deal, and asked, "Miss Yan, what do you call this kind of scene in your world, 'Sura Field'?"

Su Woyan shook his head very seriously, and said, "No, this is called 'Three Generations of Double Heiresses, An appointment to fight on the roof'."

Su Woyan ate a piece of soft candy and said, "Contact Assistant Officer Ango Sakaguchi to evacuate people."

Edogawa Ranpo, who once watched the president and Ogai Mori make an appointment with Yosano Akiko, said: "It's not possible."

"Mr. Luanbu." Su Woyan said with his face on one hand, "A generation of double