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Chapter 96 The Tenth Day of the Leader
... In the end, bought a bunch of useless things and went back.
be cheated.
But not completely fooled.
Takigawa Yuu glanced at the shopping bags in the hands of his subordinates who came to pick him up, and then at Dazai Osamu who seemed to be in a good mood, and finally couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart: "Are you rich?"
Osamu Dazai put his hands on the steering wheel and tilted his head leisurely: "Probably."
"perhaps?"
"Because I didn't check it carefully."
In addition to Cary's simple working capital, 70% of Dazai Osamu's property sources are actually difficult to reveal.
Some of them came from betting with others, some were randomly searched while doing missions, and some were sent by members or even leaders of other organizations because they were afraid of him.
Although it is not difficult for Osamu Dazai to legalize them, he usually takes them and piles them up in the warehouse like garbage.
trouble.
no need.
But it seems to be good for laying traps for Yuichi?
Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at the thoughtful young man beside him.
"Forget it." Takigawa Yuichi said, he didn't notice Dazai Osamu's gaze, he just fastened his seat belt, "Go back and pay you back."
Osamu Dazai is innocent: "Why do you want to pay me back?"
Takigawa Yuu looked out of the window and said calmly, "Because just thinking about what I owe you makes me feel so uncomfortable that I itch all over."
"Really." Osamu Dazai counted slowly, "Then Yuichi owes me a lot."
Takigawa Yuichi: "?"
"Yuichi assassinated me 32 times in total, 28 times aside from those who did it himself." Dazai Osamu had a soft voice and a bright smile, "I remember every one of them, but I never fought back."
"..." Takigawa Yuichi choked, "Then why didn't you fight back?"
"Intuition." Osamu Dazai said, "Although I don't remember it, I always think Yuichi's hard work is quite interesting."
Takigawa Yuichi was silent for a long time, he pressed the button with his fingers, and closed the car window calmly.
"You don't have to beat around the bush and scold me."
1, 2ββ
Before Dazai Osamu counted to three, Takigawa Yuichi couldn't help but scolded "Damn".
It's like there are ants crawling on my body.
Osamu Dazai did it on purpose.
Takigawa Yuu said in a deep voice, and he could barely guess half of his purpose: "What good will it do you if I die."
"Yuichi said at that time, let me hug you or something." Osamu Dazai looked at the road conditions, and happily curled the corners of his lips, "It's okay to rely on me a little more, it's not something to be ashamed of."
Takigawa Yuichi: "...Why don't you rely on me?"
Osamu Dazai laughed: "Aren't I relying on Yuichi enough? It's super obvious."
Truth be told, the Port Mafia was the organization that picked him up and raised him.
But before Yuichi came to the Port Mafia when he was sixteen, Osamu Dazai always felt that he was missing a piece.
Couldn't find itβhe obviously joined here with full expectations, and stayed here to find some answers, but in the end, all he could grasp were some broken copper and iron.
So what is the difference between being alive and being dead?
The body is about to burn.
At that time, Osamu Dazai thought so, and simply vented his anger on the traitor who needed to be dealt with.
Then Koyo Ozaki appeared with Yuichi.
Even if a piece is missing, his soul still remembers something.
The boy lowered his eyes, took the execution gun from his hand, and called out "Master Dazai" pretending to be obedient.
Thinking about it carefully, he seems to have wanted to bully Yuichi since then.
"Okay." Takigawa Yuichi compromised, and seemed to understand something, "Then you stop."
Osamu Dazai was puzzled for a while: "Why?"
Takigawa Yuichi took it for granted: "Because I don't want to die in a car accident yet."
The black limousine stopped in a secluded place.
Almost at the same time when Osamu Dazai stepped on the brakes, there was a soft warmth on his lips.
Osamu Dazai's crow-feather eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.
This was just a kiss like a superficial kiss. After the experiment was over, the young man who turned sideways quickly backed away.
Takigawa Yuu glanced at his fingers, and was surprised to find that the uncomfortable itching had faded a bit: "It seems that there is really... um..."
The seat belt was undone, and the black hair rope on the back of the head was also torn off with impunity.
The twilight light was crushed between the fingers, caressed slowly and vaguely.
The fiery kiss continued to deepen until Takigawa Yuichi moved back uncomfortably.
"Uncomfortable," he complained, "and in the car."
"You're smarter, Yuichi." Osamu Dazai commented amusedly, raising his hand to brush his loose hair behind his ear, "I thought you knew nothing."
Takigawa Yuichi: "...I asked Shoichi about it."
"and then?"
"..." Takigawa Yuichi looked away with a complicated expression, "He was hit on the head."
Then of course he chose to fight back angrily.
Until Irie Masaichi forced him to complete some common sense that no one had ever taught him.
Although he originally thought it was a game where whoever cried first would lose, but he really took the initiative, and he really liked Dazaiββ
There seems to be something wrong.
Where is it.
As soon as Takigawa Yu discovered the blind spot, he asked Dazai who was holding him in a curious spirit, "Why don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"I just can't see it."
Dazai laughed.
He smiled beautifully, and even the black pupils that always absorbed all the sound and light in the past also showed a trace of light.
"In order to take care of You Yi's feelings, some things have been doing their best by patience." Dazai combed his hair and his voice was lighter.
"My feelings?" Takikawa Yuichi repeated suspiciously, "You don't have to take my feelings into account."
After he finished speaking, there was some guilty conscience in his voice: "...Anyway, I never care about other people's feelings."
Isn't the Malf Party just like to do whatever he wants?
He has done all the unforgivable things. Does he have to take into account the feelings of others when he does the task?
"I think we may not be one thing." Dazai's movement had a meal, lowered his head and stared at him, "But since You said that ..."
His body was pulled down by love, and when Takigawa Yuichi understood what was going on, a small cat-like whimper was already on his lips.
Later, even the right to whimper was deprived.
Looking at those wet eyes, even if he couldn't make a sound, Osamu Dazai knew what the other party was scolding him.
"I didn't lie to you." Dazai's voice was brisk, and he kissed the young man sitting on his legs softly.
Takagawa was stunned without refuting.
...that's what said, but there is still something wrong.
They were clearly doing the same thing, but it seemed like he was the only one who couldn't stand up the next day last time.
Yuichi Takigawa was rummaging through the knowledge he had supplemented a few days ago in his mind, but just as he was about to grasp the answer, his train of thought was interrupted by Osamu Dazai.
"However, the meaning of not considering Yuichi's feelings is..."
"A little too much can be forgiven, right?"
The scorching breath spilled out.
The young man supported his face, and stared straight at him with those beautiful eyes that were good at deceiving people.
It seems that if you don't pay attention, you will be dragged into the whirlpool.
But if it is too much, where can it go too much?
Takigawa Yu, who knew nothing about such things, nodded.
"I'm not going to be angry," he said nonchalantly.
"So, you didn't need my forgiveness at all."