Chapter 62 Negotiation

"Hold it."

Douma stuffed the orange-haired kid into Dazai Osamu's arms, and sat on a bench not far away, holding little Dazai in his arms.

Douma: Why is he so idle? Go get me a baby too!

Dazai and the orange-haired kid looked at each other in dismay. Dazai held him under the armpit and lifted him a little further away in disgust: "You little slug who looks like a little slug. I might as well hold myself."

Xiaozhong also raised his foot and kicked.

"Hey hey hey, I can't kick it."

Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

"Dazai, don't bully Chuuya."

Douma held Dazai's little hand and played with it, while keeping an eye on Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu's body stiffened. He had an unspeakable feeling towards Douma. Could it be that they were really getting along well in the other world?

Seeing that Xiao Zhong also looked sleepy, Dazai Osamu looked disgusted, but he actually hugged him tightly and leaned against his neck.

Little Dazai had already started snoring.

After a while, the sleeping posture gradually became more unrestrained. Dazai Osamu looked at this side of himself with curiosity. It was a pity that he had put the little slug on his shoulder so gently just now, otherwise he would have taken a picture of the little slug's dark history.

But your position doesn't support you doing that, Zai.

Douma frowned impatiently. It’s been so long and he still hasn’t come?

"Is the Supernatural Department dead? Even if they had to crawl, they should have been able to come here, right?"

Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched: It’s not that exaggerated.

Douma stood up and said, "Let's go. What I hate most are those who don't follow the rules. Do you indulge their bad habits and think that without them, we can't do anything? Haha, if Yokohama didn't need this so-called three-minute plan, I would have killed them all long ago."

Author: When did you get this thing? (referring to someone who hates breaking the rules)

Douma looked the author up and down: What do you care about me?

Author: I have a really bad temper... (whispering)

Douma: Hmm?

author:……

Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows: Are you so hostile to them?

Coincidentally, Dazai Osamu also didn't want to see someone, so he agreed to leave.

But when they reached the door, a car just stopped in front of them.

Several people got off the car, one of them was a young office worker wearing glasses and with a mole on the corner of his mouth.

"It's been a few years since we last met, Dazai. I was surprised when you contacted me out of the blue."

Douma looked at the person blocking his way with a cold face and said, "Get out of the way."

Sakaguchi Ango was stunned: "...What?"

"Don't make me say it for the third time, get out of here! Don't you know you're blocking my way?"

After hearing this, Sakaguchi Ango gave up his seat, and Douma walked forward with Dazai Osamu: "You can leave now. What's there to talk about now that everyone is gone?"

Sakaguchi Ango stretched out his hand: "...Wait!"

The people behind him drew their guns and pointed them at him. Douma turned around and narrowed his eyes: "Want to die? How about I fulfill your weird request?"

Starting with him as the center, the surrounding environment instantly froze and the air became much colder.

Dazai Osamu looked at the thin ice under his feet for a moment and then stopped paying attention to it.

The already weak civilian staff could no longer bear this, and their hands holding the guns were frozen in place without them noticing.

Sakaguchi Ango pretended to be calm and raised his glasses: "No, we'll leave now."

Douma snorted coldly and turned away: "Good to know. Don't hang around Dazai anymore. Don't you know he's annoying you? Why are you being so conspicuous?"

Osamu Dazai: ...Pfft.

Seeing the frustrated Ango Sakaguchi, Dazai Osamu felt much better. He also imitated Douma and snorted at him and chased after him ╯^╰.

Sakaguchi Ango: ...is this Dazai Osamu?