On the day Akutagawa Ryunosuke woke up from the coma, Yumeno Hisaku was almost released from the basement.

When Takigawa Yuichi went to pick him up, the half-black and half-white head was dangling happily, Yumeno Kusaku walked up and down, and even hummed happily.

However, such happy singing stopped abruptly the second he saw him.

Takigawa Yuichi just watched Yumeno Hisaku back away calmly. When the child reappeared, he smeared some red paint that he did not know where he got on his body. He looked so miserable that he almost choked back some tears. up.

"You're doing well, Yumeno." Takigawa Yuichi said, and glanced at the hand that was holding onto the hem of his clothes, "I heard that you threatened to kill everyone if they didn't buy you something to eat? "

Yumeno Hisaku: "Hey."

Takigawa Yuichi: "Don't rub the blood on my clothes."

Yumeno Hisaku: "It's a crayon!"

...who bought him crayons.

His group of subordinates would really believe Yumeno Hisaku's nonsense.

"Crayons are no good either." Takigawa Yuichi said, and coldly snatched away the candy stored in the other person's small satchel, "If you do something wrong, you will be punished, and your life is too easy."

Yumeno Hisaku was shocked, and immediately stood on tiptoe to grab it.

So Nakahara Zhong also passed by, and what he saw was the scene of their leader suspected of bullying the children.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Nakahara Chuya: Not sure, let’s see again.

"Chung Ye?"

Sensing the familiar aura, Takigawa Yu raised his hand high and turned his head back.

"Candy?"

Suddenly there was a hostile gaze on his body, Nakahara Nakaya raised his eyebrows and looked at it, Yumeno Hisaku immediately shrank back behind the young man in dumbfounded anger.

In addition to Osamu Dazai, Nakahara, who embedded him in the wall with his own hands during the war, can also be said to be the second nightmare of Yumeno Hisaku.

Even so, Zhongyuan Zhong also has no intention of bullying children.

He glanced at the candy thrown by the leader, and put it in his pocket indifferently: "I remember that you should stay in the room and rest at this time."

Takigawa Yuu lowered his hands tiredly, ignoring Yumeno Hisaku's accusation of "robber!"

"Dazai told you?"

"..."

Twenty-two-year-old Osamu Dazai was more annoying than when he was eighteen. He was forced to partner with the other party for a few days, and Nakahara Nakahara had already reached the point where he felt sick to his stomach when he heard the word "Dazai".

"No." He said with a dark face, "It's just that I was there when the doctor and sister Hongye reported."

...How could someone sue him for being a leader even after he became a leader!

"Okay." Takigawa Yuichi compromised, "I'll go back after watching Akutagawa."

The young man's voice fell, and there was a sudden slight pain in his arm.

Takigawa Yuu lowered his head, raised his hand expressionlessly and shook it, not shaking Yumeno Hisaku who was biting on it as a pendant.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes dangerously, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by a gesture from the young man.

"Little Yumeno." Takigawa Yuichi's voice was soft, and he gently raised his hand to stroke this hairy head, "You are already at the age of elementary school."

Yumeno Hisaku: ...

Yumeno Hisaku:! ! !

"I don't want to go to school." Yumeno Hisaku let go of his mouth, looking sullen while holding the doll.

It's really not a good idea to send Yumeno Kusaku to a school for ordinary people.

Takigawa Yuichi could almost imagine what kind of natural disaster it was.

"I didn't let you go." Before Yumeno Hisaku ran away, Takigawa Yuu raised his hand and easily grabbed his collar.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at those eyes full of grievance for a moment: "I plan to teach you personally."

Even so, Takigawa Yuichi himself never went to elementary school.

When he was able to go to high school, he still used a fake identity.

Thinking of this, Takigawa Yuichi searched for relevant memories in his mind.

So Nakahara looked at him and announced to Yumeno Hisaku:

"Okay, let's start with the simplest calculus in the afternoon, and learn the formula of rigid body rotation tomorrow."

Yumeno Hisaku:? ? ? Shouldn't we start with 1+1=2?

Yumeno Hisaku: Stop him! Stop him now!

Yumeno Hisaku choked with sobs and turned his eyes to Chuya Nakahara for help.

The Central Plains also knew it was wrong.

But he laughed mercilessly, and had no intention of stopping it at all.

The leader is happy.

As for Yumeno Kusaku...

whatever. It wasn't his subordinate anyway.

Osamu Dazai's mission ended more than a week later.

In order to finish the whole thing earlier, he hardly slept well these days.

However, when he opened the door of the chief's office to see what Yu Yi was doing, a small shadow suddenly bumped into his arms.

To be honest, it hurts.

Osamu Dazai was expressionless, and suddenly had the urge to throw Yumeno Hisaku from the roof of the building.

"Yuyi collapsed."

Then he heard Yumeno Hisaku's innocent voice.

Osamu Dazai paused, and when he looked up, Takigawa Yuichi was taking off the book covering his face.

There was a thin layer of mist under the young man's eyelids, and his face looked paler than a week ago.

"Dazai."

Takigawa Yu folded his hands and announced to him with great pain.

"I think Yumeno might be an idiot."

Yumeno Hisaku protested loudly: "That's not it!"

Takigawa Yuichi: "Then why can't you learn?"

Yumeno Hisaku: "Hmph, I'm sure I won't let Alice learn it!"

Takigawa Yuichi: "..."

Two shadows, one big and one small, quarreled, Osamu Dazai walked over, picked up the book on the ground and glanced at it.

Unlike the textbooks available on the market, this book explains some obscure issues very simply.

Osamu Dazai flipped forward, and as expected, he saw Blanche's name—and the embarrassing smiling face drawn behind it.

In connection with Q's strange behavior of throwing himself into his arms, Osamu Dazai can almost guess what happened this week.

"Yuichi's teaching method is too gentle." He said lightly, "Vongola's Reborn directly strapped bombs on him when he was teaching Sawada-kun."

Takigawa Yuichi didn't speak, looked at Yumeno for a long time, froze, squeezed through the door and slipped away without looking back.

"...Why did you scare him on purpose?" The young man turned his gaze back.

"I'm just telling the truth." Dazai Osamu said with a soft smile, "Yuichi, are you planning to train Mr. Q to be the next leader?"

"..." Takigawa Yuichi didn't answer this question, but just glanced at Dazai in front of him delicately, "You really didn't put a monitor by my side to watch me?" If Dazai was an enemy, it would be too scary.

"No." Osamu Dazai closed the book in his hand, "I just think it's too early to start now."

The moment the book fell to the table, it made a dull sound, and even the vase placed on it trembled involuntarily.

"Earlier?" Takigawa Yuichi wondered, "Sawada-kun started learning at the age of fourteen, but Yumeno didn't learn anything before. In theory, he should have started earlier."

But that was based on the fact that Pengel IX was in his seventies and was about to abdicate soon.

Osamu Dazai stared at the beautiful face in front of him for a while, and finally he just sighed helplessly.

There is really nothing we can do about him.

Osamu Dazai thought so, stretched out his hand to pinch the other's cheek.

"It hurts." Takigawa Yuichi complained, "Don't throw the mission report to Odasaku, I know what your handwriting looks like."

That's what he said, but he didn't intend to slap Dazai Osamu's hand off either.

Ever since he included the name "Osamu Dazai" among his own people, Takigawa Yuichi's bottom line dropped a lot.

The young man sniffed, and suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

"Did you eat the cake?" Takigawa Yuu raised his head and asked in disbelief.

In fact, waited for Odasaku at the entrance of the cake shop on the way back.

Oda Saku said that he would bring some food for the children at home.

"I sent an email to Yuichi." Osamu Dazai sat on the table and began to make up nonsense to shirk responsibility, "You really didn't read it, did you?"

Takigawa Yuichi: "..."

"Also last time, I sent a photo to Youyi, but Youyi replied indifferently [don't post this]."

Takigawa Yuichi: "..."

Takigawa Yuichi: "Be sober, who wants to see a corpse that has been floating in the river for three days before going to bed."

Dazai Zhizhi was confident: "I haven't slept well because of the blow."

conspiracy.

It's the breath of conspiracy.

"So?" Takigawa Yuichi didn't care to deal with the documents, and twirled the pen twice between his fingers, "Then why don't you go to sleep now? I'm not some capital not to give you a vacation—wait, let me think Think about what you want to do."

It is easy to fall into the trap if you follow Osamu Dazai's words.

Takigawa Yuichi has already learned a painful lesson in this regard.

Thinking this way, the young man fixed his eyes on the report that Oda Saku had handed in earlier.

His silver hair was tied behind his head, and a strand hung down from his sideburns, cutting a small streak in the smooth neck line.

"I can't think of it." Half a minute later, Takigawa Yuichi gave up and let go of the hand holding the pen, and slouched backwards, "I always feel that I haven't seen you for a week, and you seem to be a little more cunning."

Osamu Dazai analyzed this sentence in his mind: "I can't be happy with that."

Who cares about you.

Takigawa Yuichi didn't bother to think: "That means you don't need me to give you a holiday?"

"Well, that's fine too."

Receiving a positive response, Takigawa Yuichi lingered on Dazai Osamu for a moment.

After a long while, he picked up the pen placed aside again, lowered his eyes obediently: "Forget it."

Osamu Dazai seemed to hear a little disappointment from this.

Huh, lost?

Osamu Dazai blinked, and before he could speak, he heard the other party say "I wanted to invite you out to play".

"A date," in Chianti parlance.

But Takigawa Yuichi thinks "going out to play" is a more appropriate description.

Osamu Dazai perfectly followed the opponent's unique thinking system, his pupils dilated slightly for a moment.

"I'm going," he said.

"...Don't you like working?"

"But this is Yuichi's first time inviting me." Osamu Dazai whimpered, almost writing [I'm unreasonable anyway] on his face.

Takigawa Yuichi held his chin: "You are not afraid that I will sell you, Dazai."

"sure."

Osamu Dazai said that the curvature of the lips is softer than the morning light pressing on the petals.

He didn't understand the meaning of euphemism at all, raised his hand and took away the precious pen from the young man's hand, and then squeezed his fingers forcefully between his fingers.

Osamu Dazai leaned down slightly in this posture, and his ambiguous tone carried a taste of trying to hide.

"If it's Yuichi, you can do anything to me."