Two or three things about having a crush on Mr. Dazai

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood not far away, with two unruly eyebrows raised high, and then those blue eyes locked on my face, looking at me like a scrutiny.

"... Takeshita Qiu?"

His voice was deep and he couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger, as if he wanted to use this to test my authenticity.

"it's me."

While answering Chuya Nakahara, I wiped away my tears and quickly adjusted my appearance.

In the crowd of strangers, I can cry wantonly and kiss Dazai, but I am still ashamed in front of acquaintances, especially when I come back after I disappear.

"So you're not dead yet."

The voice of the orange-haired young man in a black suit became deeper and deeper. Relying on my familiarity with him over the years, I could hear some gnashing of teeth.

Although Zhong Yuanzhong didn't seem particularly happy at the moment, I remember the day I went to find him in the form of a soul, he took off his hat and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of my grave.

"Actually, he should have died once."

With a slight smile on my lips, I said to him, "It's just that I'm back again."

"Thank you." The bouquet of flowers during the grave visit.

"Thank you..." Zhong Yuan frowned, with a bad tone, and asked: "I saw Aki Takeshita disappear with my own eyes, how do you prove that you are not a counterfeit that Dazai found?"

As soon as Dazai heard it, he showed an unbelievably exaggerated expression: "How is it possible? Chuya, you are slander!"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, I grabbed Dazai who was puffed up, looked at him, and said, "I'm real, Mr. Zhongyuan."

To prove that I am the real person, I said: "When we met for the first time, you showed me the way to Mafia; when I joined Mafia, you gave me a coat, which should be kept in Mafia's dormitory now— —if the house over there isn't cleared."

Because I said too much in one breath, and just vented, my throat was so uncomfortable that I coughed a few times.

Seeing this, Dazai immediately asked concerned: "Are you uncomfortable? That's right, nothingness has just been brought under control, and your body is still very weak. Let's go, forget about some guys with eye problems. It's not appreciated to greet some people warmly Sure enough, it's better not to say hello to your ex-colleagues after leaving the job. People are so cold—"

Dazai yelled loudly, Nakahara Chuya's suspicion dissipated, and the veins on his forehead were about to pop out.

In order to prevent Dazai from being violently beaten by Zhongyuan, I pulled Dazai's arm and said goodbye: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhongyuan, we will excuse you first."

"Your health is not good?" Nakahara Chuya asked suddenly.

I was a little stunned, and found that he picked out the information from Dazai's words, and then thanked him with a smile: "There should be no major problems, thank you for your concern."

Dazai: "No matter what you Mafia do this time, we won't let anything happen to Qiu."

"you?"

Nakahara Chuya twitched his mouth and looked at me: "Where are you going next?"

I said, "Go back to the detective agency with Dazai-san."

Zhong Yuan: "Back?"

Dazai: "Chu is no longer a member of Mafia, it has nothing to do with you."

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Yuan Zhongye's handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Although it is true, after all, I have worked with Zhongyuan Zhongye for so many years, and I am not used to the sudden sharp distinction between them, let alone Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Dazai's ability to stimulate his old partner has not diminished for many years, and his mouth is a critical blow.

I hastened to remedy: "There is still a chance to meet in the future."

I said Dazai and added: "In fact, it's better not to meet."

He was still smiling when he was making trouble, and his unflattering appearance made people feel helpless.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also irritable: "... Who do you think would want to meet your mackerel!"

Zhongyuan blocked Dazai out of sight and out of mind, and said directly to me: "If you disappear again, I will..."

I am patiently waiting for his next article.

But whatever, the orange-haired young man in the black suit didn't continue talking.

Me: "Please take care of yourself in Mafia in the future."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded flatly.

After saying goodbye, Dazai pulled me away.

In front of Nakahara Chuya, Dazai gathered up the beige coat for me, interlocked my fingers, and locked my palm tightly.

After following Dazai for a few steps, I stopped and turned around with a sudden feeling.

Dazai was pulled to a stop by me.

I turned around and saw the imposing young man with orange hair in a black suit standing on the spot with his hands folded, pulling a delicate and handsome face, his gaze flew over like a sword, and met mine in the air.

I moved my mouth and silently mouthed to him: "Thank you."

Thank you for your care over the years.

Then, I also saw him lip-syncing me:

"Cut - let's go."

Nakahara Chuya's orange-red hair color is wanton and flamboyant, which is very conspicuous among the crowd coming and going on the platform.

As proud as when we first saw each other.

When I got on the tram again, I felt exhausted, huddled in Dazai's overcoat, and fell into a coma next to him.

Dazai touched my moistened lips after drinking water with his fingertips, and said, "Qiu's lips are still pale, take a good rest, and I'll call you when I get off the car."

Me: "Well..."

Before I fell asleep, I vaguely heard him lower his voice and talk to someone on the phone.

"This is Dazai...is the voice low? It's because it's a bit inconvenient to answer the phone right now~ Someone fell asleep beside me."

"Ah, ah, ah, Kunikida-kun, please keep your voice down—"

Dazai's body moved, and he didn't know if he took the phone away on purpose. After a while, he continued, "Who? Qiu."

The tone is very natural.

"Which autumn? Of course it's the autumn you all know."

"... Dazai, wake up! Have you finally lost your mind and gone crazy!!!"

This time I heard the roar on the other end of the phone, and I was shocked.

Being noticed by Dazai, he said helplessly to the other side of the call: "You are too loud, you woke him up."

Then he said softly to me: "Qiu, say something?"

"Huh?" My mind didn't turn around a bit.

Dazai put the microphone of the mobile phone near my mouth, and coaxed softly: "Just say 'I love you, Mr. Dazai'."

It's not that I didn't say it, I followed suit slowly: "...Mr. Dazai, I love you."

Because I was about to fall asleep, my voice was sticky and I couldn't speak clearly.I wanted to say it again, but Dazai took the phone away, kissed the tip of my nose as a reward, and said with a smile, "Go to sleep."

Along with his voice came the crackling sound from the handset of the mobile phone.

It seems that someone is still asking: "Autumn? Is it Qiu? Have you come back? What's wrong with you?... Can you say another word? - Dazai, what is going on?!"

I asked, "Is someone calling me?"

Dazai: "An insignificant person, anyway, I will see you later. If you are tired, go to sleep first."

Over the phone: "...Fart! What is an insignificant person!!"

Dazai quickly hung up the phone after saying "wait for us to come back".

I said, "I heard that, Mr. Kunikida?"

Dazai: "Yes. There are Atsushi-kun, Tanizaki-kun, and Dr. Yosano in the office. Everyone is waiting for you to go back."

"How do you say they are of no importance?"

"It's nothing compared to your rest."

Dazai hung up a call he had just dialed, and said, "It's Kunikida-kun, let him be in a hurry."

He puffed up his mouth, and his tone was as sly and mischievous as a prank: "Who is Kunikida-kun so obsessed? I don't want to speak loudly to you, but he still..."

Dazai rolled his eyes: "Anyway, leave him alone."

Sleepy to the point of losing my mind, I just thought Dazai looked so pretty when he smiled, so I obediently replied, "Oh."

It has been a long time since I have seen such a lively and happy expression on his face.