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

In front of Su Woyan.

Su Woyan had nearly five years to struggle with before jumping into the world, but she still came.

Because she chose this man.

After making a choice, Osamu Dazai is the only one, and the other branch points have disappeared.

"Relax." Su Woyan said, "Although it's a little bit worse, but you are also my side, aren't you? You can barely find out the advantages."

Osamu Dazai asked, "Hey, really, what are my strengths?"

Su Woyan hesitated for a while: "...give me a night to think about it."

Osamu Dazai: "...that's too much."

"Well, Dazai, people's efforts will accumulate, and one day they will be rewarded." Su Woyan pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't know if it's appropriate to say that."

"I feel like I've given a lot."

"But no matter how you think about it, it can't compare to a guy who jumped off a building and traveled across the world, right?"

Osamu Dazai asked, "So Yan-chan is pitying me?"

This is simply the worst emotional crisis in history.

Osamu Dazai wanted to distinguish whether it was true love or sympathy.

And Su Woyan's answer completely made him feel down: "Yes."

Osamu Dazai held the corner of his mouth reluctantly, unable to smile——

"I can't deny that there is such an element." Su Woyan turned sideways, holding Dazai Osamu's face with both hands. "I like you to pity you, or should I say heartache? If it were someone I didn't like, no matter how miserable the other person was, I wouldn't put myself on it, would I?"

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai said, "Is this answer barely qualified?"

Su Woyan said: "Dazai, I went to the Meiji Jingu Shrine on Christmas Eve when I was 16 years old, and then peeked at other people's wish cards, and accidentally found the traces left by someone."

Dazai's eyes widened slightly.

To Su Woyan, that was five years ago, but to him, it was only a year ago.

He remembers very clearly, and can even recall the mood at that time.

A year ago, he visited the Meiji Shrine in another world, his heart was sore, and even his wish was cowardly.

But at that time, he was a little happy because he saw the 16-year-old Su Woyan who was still alive.

"Sometimes I suspect that you did it on purpose, after all, you are so smart." Su Woyan took out the wish sign from her handbag, which she always carried with her. "But then I stopped doubting it. There are always some things in this world that you cannot calculate, such as the fate between people."

Osamu Dazai turned his head away, and said in a low voice, "This is really the wonderful fate between Yan Jiang and me..."

Su Woyan said emphatically, "It's an evil fate."

"So, don't be suspicious." Su Woyan said, "I will always stay by your side."

"Although it's better to play with a little temper in love, but for your extremely lacking sense of security, as a girl, I will make an exception and take care of you."

Osamu Dazai accepted it with a smile: "Then I really thank Yan-chan."

However, pushing his nose on his face has always been what he is best at.

He asked, "Then why didn't Yanchan answer the phone?"

Su Woyan put a small phone card on the table, and explained: "The plug of the phone is broken, and I sent it to the after-sales service for repair."

Osamu Dazai continued to ask: "Then why did Yan-chan disappear so early in the morning?"

Su Woyan sighed: "I'm an adult with hands and feet, isn't it normal to go out early in the morning?"

"By the way, do you remember today's date?"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and answered as a matter of course: "Since the official document was thrown to Chuya, I don't remember it at all~"

…How can someone who spends his days watching movies in a girl’s room, sleeping until noon and only caring about eating, drinking and having fun, pay attention to the date?

At most, he will pay attention to the date when the movie is released, or the date when the crab is discounted.

"Are you a fool?" Su Woyan stretched out his hand, "Give me the phone."

Dazai Osamu held the white palm stretched out in front of his eyes with a smile, hugged it and stroked it.

"Yan Jiang wants my mobile phone, no, it's a private item~"

"It's just that if you want it, you can actually consider it~"

"There is a small condition, as long as Yanjiang is willing to kiss..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Woyan gave him a headache and took out the phone from his clothes.

After pinching Osamu Dazai's finger to unlock the fingerprint lock, Su Woyan pulled out the calendar and placed it in front of his eyes.

"Look for yourself, what day is today, do you need me to remind you?"

The author has something to say: much less sorry...

At present, I am tired from double driving, and I have been running a fever, so I am more grumbling.

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By the way, my column "[Comprehensive] Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four" is now open

I think I am quite satisfied with the writing, and I am making progress (self-selling and boasting)

The kind who prostitutes, the kind who actively chases after the heroine~

Later (3)

——September 6.

So this is ah.

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin in a conscious way, even though there were not a few long beards there that could make him pretend to be tall

"Oh, if I knew it, I wouldn't have come out to look for Yan Jiang."

Osamu Dazai obediently sat beside Su Woyan, reaching for lemonade:

"The sense of surprise that should have been obtained disappeared all of a sudden."

"Dazai, you obviously didn't come out to look for me, did you?"

Su Gayan's hands were faster than his, and she took the lemonade away before Osamu Dazai's fingertips were about to touch the glass.

"It's obvious that I'm bored and want to enjoy life here."

——and holding the little girl's hand to die in love together.

"But I obviously found Yan Jiang."

Osamu Dazai blinked, trying to regain the right to speak.

"Look, don't I sit next to you now?"

Cheng Cheng didn't break up like this, and I don't know if Su Woyan has a strong heart, or Dazai Osamu's mouth is too eloquent.

"Sweet words are spared."

Su Gayan threw the phone back to Osamu Dazai.

"Check out for me."

Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, and happily agreed.

You know, it is not easy to ask Osamu Dazai to pay the bill at the end of the meal.

He seems to be addicted to credit. Wherever he goes to credit, he often steals Zhongyuan Zhongye's credit card.

People like him, in the business world, must be Party A that Party B hates the most.

If he can help others to check out, it must be true love.

After a mess of misunderstandings was explained, Osamu Dazai followed Su Woyan with a smile, accompanied her to the dessert shop to pick up the cake, and walked back to the port Mafia.

He was even so happy that he hummed a ditty.

Su Woyan held the cake, rubbed her ears, and said:

"Dazai, my own, don't speak up."

"Isn't it nice to hear?"

Osamu Dazai continued humming.

"Speaking of which, I found this song in Yan Jiang's phone."

Su Wo said: "..."

She looked at Osamu Dazai in shock, and said:

"But I feel that I have never heard the song you hum."

Osamu Dazai said leisurely, "That means I have great talent, and I have created my own song."

Su Wo said: "...you can forget it."

In a building not far from the mafia port, people in black clothes with hidden figures are talking to the second-in-command:

"The cadres of Zhongye, the leader and Ms. Yan are already on their way back."

Zhong Yuan, who was dealing with the backlog of documents, also had fierce eyes, and the veins on his forehead were twitching.

"Got it." He wrote so hard that he almost cut through the paper. "Should I call the medical team over this time?"

The man in black: "...No, no need."

Today, I still worry about the leader, Mr. Nakaya.

There is only one rank gap between Central Plains and the leader of Port Mafia.

After Dazai Osamu that bastard designed everything and jumped off the stairs without authorization, almost all the work was handed over to him.

The Central Plains Central Committee also needs to deal with documents, forcefully suppress those Xiao Xiaoxiao, and train talents for the organization.

Ever since Osamu Dazai let go of the hard-raised White Tiger and Kyoka, Port Mafia is facing a crisis of talent shortage.

He is so busy every day that he is about to throw up.

But the bastard who left the matter to him without authorization has a leisurely look, which is really annoying!

No, Osamu Dazai is not only idle, he also falls in love, shows affection, and hurts the soul of a single dog.

"This bastard!"

Su Woyan's room is not the same as the apartment she used to live in Tokyo.

It's not the kind of conciseness that makes people feel open, but a feeling that looks very comfortable and reassuring at first glance.

On the pink and white bed, the soft and thick quilt was not folded, but spread on top.

Su Woyan unscrupulously lived the life of turning on the air conditioner and covering the quilt in the summer, and the behavior of mother seeing the beating made many young people shed tears of envy.

There are two most comfortable lives in this world.

One is to turn on the air conditioner to cover the quilt in summer, and the other is to wear a skirt to soak your feet and eat ice cream in winter.

The floor is covered with a thick carpet that feels very soft to step on, and the gray fluff rubs against the soles of the feet, as if luring | people who enter the room to lie down.

In fact, the carpet in Su Woyan's room was indeed used by her in this way.

Pillows and plush dolls can be seen everywhere on the ground. In her room, it seems that she can lie down and take a nap anytime, anywhere.

Osamu Dazai has always had an envious attitude towards a lazy life:

"That's great, I want to arrange the room like this too."

Su Woyan stepped on the carpet with bare feet, holding a glass of water in his hand to supplement vitamin C