Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Dazai Osamu stood up, opened the door of the room, and looked down at Yayoi who was squatting on the ground with her back to him.

The boy still had the warmth of having just stepped out of the bath on his body, which mixed with the smell of industrial perfume, covering up most of his own special scent.

Her half-long hair hung on her clothes, and a small area of ​​her T-shirt was soaked by the hair that had not been wiped dry, revealing the skin color underneath.

Dazai Osamu bent down slightly and lifted a few strands of Yayoi's hair with his fingertips.

——They haven’t seen each other for about half a year, and Yashiro’s hair doesn’t seem to have grown at all?

Feeling the touch behind him, Yayoi slightly moved away and stood up, facing Dazai Osamu. The relaxed mood just now was gone, and he now only felt tired of having to start acting again.

"Come in and talk." Dazai curled his eyes and walked in first.

This kind of self-familiar behavior of taking the initiative was too familiar to Yashi. If his face was blurred, it was obviously something he often did before.

Yayo felt a little discouraged, followed Dazai Osamu in and closed the door.

Dazai Osamu sat beside his bed, with his windbreaker draped over the chair. In order to talk to him face to face, Yayoi hung up her coat and sat over there.

Yayo felt that Dazai Osamu's eyes were following him all the time. When he sat down, he looked at him openly with his usual half-smile on his face, which made people feel uneasy.

However, it was rare for him to sit alone with Dazai again, and the atmosphere was as good as before. It was like when he lived at Dazai's place before, although they didn't have as many topics to talk about as he and Chuuya did, but Yayo actually liked this kind of quiet atmosphere.

When Yayo first came into this world, she was penniless and had no relatives. She was even ready to sleep on the streets when she was picked up by Dazai Osamu.

Someone was sent to deliver food to him three times a day, and he was given tools to make a living. However, he was never cared what he wanted to do and was very indulgent to him.

Therefore, regarding Dazai's observation experiment-like surveillance, the positioning in the mobile phone, and the cameras in the living room, Yashiro has always tacitly accepted the existence of these things.

Maybe they are just interested in the comic characters and want to see what they do in daily life? And the positioning is nothing, and the monitoring is only in the living room, so it is not an invasion of privacy at all.

And Dazai Osamu's personality also plays a role. Yayoi thinks it's normal for him to do this.

If someone else behaved like this, such as Nakahara Chuuya, he would definitely ask about it.

Because of taking him in, Yayoi didn't know how to thank Dazai. Everyone likes money, so there should be no shortage of candidates for the Port Mafia's cadres. If Dazai Osamu likes to observe him, let him watch. He has nothing to be ashamed of.

So when Dazai often came back to live with him later, their way of getting along was that he would sit there looking at his phone or computer, and Dazai would sit beside him and watch him.

This has led to Yashi wanting to do something with his hands, such as knitting a sweater. Although he doesn't know how to knit a sweater, if you give him a ball of yarn, he will soon be unable to hold back.

Having been roommates with Dazai for such a long time, they were so familiar with each other that they could take their coats and go out for a midnight snack without knowing it just by looking at each other. Now that they were forced to look at each other like this, Yayo felt like laughing a little bit.

It seemed that when I was still in school, I would smile unconsciously after accidentally looking at Qian Huang in class, but I would usually be called out by the teacher to stand in the corner as punishment afterwards.

Yashiro now feels that when he met Matsuda and the others two days ago, the fact that the lights were not on in the room really gave him a great convenience, as even the slightest mistake could be hidden by the darkness.

Yashiro lowered her eyes and decided to take the initiative by speaking first.

"Why are you here?"

"I've been wanting to ask you since I met you, who gave you that tasteless thing around your neck?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, Dazai was half a second slower than him, and Yashiro felt that Dazai did it on purpose.

"It has nothing to do with you." Yashi put his arms on the table beside him, his fingertips pressed against his temples with a lazy expression, as if he didn't take the uninvited guest seriously at all, "Now it's your turn to answer my question."

"This has nothing to do with you." Dazai Osamu replied in a neither soft nor hard tone, still with a smile on his face, and looked at Yashiro with his right hand on his chin, "Are you going to continue to stalemate with me?"

There's nothing wrong with the stalemate. I'm not sitting here just to chat with you.

Yashiro closed her eyes and replied in an emotionless voice: "My brother gave it to me."

"Brother..." Dazai repeated thoughtfully. Just when Yayo thought he would say something like "I thought you were an only child", Dazai curved his eyes and said, "Yayo-kun's birthday is in July, right? I'm older than you too."

Yashiro pretended not to hear and urged, "It's your turn. Why are you here?"

"I followed you here." Dazai Osamu said in a cheerful tone, which was quite dangerous.

"Because I want to meet with Yashiro-kun alone, the timing before was not good."

Faced with such a righteous guy, Yashi didn't know how to answer.

"What do you want to say to me?" he inquired dryly.

"I just want to see you alone. I don't have anything special to say." Dazai stood up and walked in front of Yashiro, looking down at Yashiro who was sitting on the chair, "There is something I wanted to confirm, and now I have confirmed it."

Yashiro could guess what he was thinking, but he was more confident in his acting skills.

"I have another question, Yayoi-kun." Dazai reached out and smoothed the hair by Yayoi's ear. The hair there was curlier than the rest of her hair because it had been braided for many years.

Yashi lowered her head, and seemed to suddenly become interested in the changes in the texture of the wooden floor.

"Theoretically, this is your truest look, but there is no change from before. Even with a cold face, it's still the same." Dazai Osamu whispered, wrapping the small piece of hair around his fingers and then releasing it, "Show me more, I want..."

Yayoi suddenly raised her head and stood up. The unexpected movement almost made Dazai Osamu lose his balance and he staggered back a few steps.

Dazai Osamu saw that Yayo, who had always maintained a poker face no matter what he said, suddenly became flustered. She lay down in front of the bedroom door and listened attentively for a few seconds, then walked towards him with a panicked look on her face.

"How did you get in just now?"

"Through the main entrance - don't worry, I'm avoiding surveillance."

"Jump out the window."

"ha?"

Yayo pushed his shoulder and walked towards the window. Dazai was of course very resistant and said dissatisfiedly: "Yashi-kun, this is not the way to treat guests. After all, I am your partner--"

"You are here for personal purposes today, right? That's not it." Yashi opened the window. His room was on the second floor, five or six meters above the ground. There were bushes downstairs, so even if you accidentally fell down, you wouldn't die. "My brother is back, hurry up."

"Is that the fierce white-haired man? I've checked your information." Dazai was hardly pushed. Even if his physical skills were not top-notch among the Hong Kong blacks, he would not be pushed by a otaku who was not good at fighting.

"Do you want to die?" Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Yashiro lowered her voice and approached Dazai Osamu and threatened.

"Are you worried about me, Yayoi-kun?" Dazai Osamu asked with a smile without any anxiety.

Yashi didn't want to waste time talking to him.

The sound of Jiu's footsteps was getting closer, and Dazai didn't have time to jump out the window.

“Knock, knock.”

There was a knock on the door of his room. Ever since the last time someone suddenly came in and saw something strange, Gin basically knocked on the door before entering his room.

Yayoi saw his closet.

He forced Dazai Osamu into the closet, and this time Dazai Osamu was very obedient and went in as he was told. Yayoi made sure the door was closed again and went to open it for Gin.

"Why are you so slow?" There was a strong smell of blood on Gin's body, and one could imagine what he had done before.

The first killer's cold and sharp eyes swept across the room behind the boy, lingering for a few seconds at the open window and the slightly strange wardrobe.

"I'm changing clothes." Yayoi pulled up the water stain on her T-shirt to show Gin, indicating that he had not changed yet and had put it back on.

Gin held his shoulders and pushed him aside, then walked to the window and squinted his eyes to look out. The wind blew the leaves of the bushes at the bottom of the building, and the silver-haired young man almost immediately took out his Beretta and fired two shots at the place where there was movement.

He stared for half a minute before reaching out and closing the window.

"It's cold and you're not feeling well, so don't open the window all the time." Gin said slowly, word by word, and put the gun back into the gun belt inside his clothes. Yashiro noticed that his movements were a little slow.

"Got it, brother." Yashiro replied obediently.

——He probably stood in the pool of blood for a long time. Although the blood had dried, the fine red powder left when he stepped on the white carpet proved that he had been there.

Gin stood in front of the wardrobe and looked at it for a long time.

It lasted so long that Yayoi felt a little guilty and started thinking about what she should say to ease Gin's suspicion.

"Vodka gave you something again?" Gin's face finally showed disgust, and he said to the wardrobe.

Yashiro breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nothing..." Yashiro replied with a helpless expression, "This time it was actually okay."

Vodka did send him some notebooks recently. It seemed that they were all received when he was the main organizer of a fan project. There were too many of these things, so he planned to send some to Yashi, who was a fellow enthusiast.

But at least he still has some bottom line, and the ones he sent were all ordinary clean books with messy CPs. There are also warm books for all members, which Yashiro still likes to read, and some of them he even reads several times.

As for the romance part, since it is a book for all ages, there is no extreme content.

, at most they hold hands and hug, which are all very normal interactions.

Yashiro would read some of the sticker books written by Yukunran to reminisce about her friends whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

He liked the gift that Vodka gave him this time very much. Although he used it as an excuse to fool Gin, he didn't want Vodka to be criticized by Gin because of it.

Gin never looked at the wardrobe again, sat on Yayoi's chair, took off his hat and said, "I'm hurt."

No wonder I came to find him.

"Okay." Yashiro agreed, walked over, and hugged Gin.

Gin is taller than him, so it would be inconvenient to hold him while he is standing. During treatment, Gin usually sits so that it is easier to hold him.

Although Yayo's ability is still basically a secret in the organization, Gin himself uses it very easily. Now he is even crazier than before and is not afraid of getting hurt while doing missions.

Yayoi hugged Gin and gently placed her hands on Gin's long hair. Gin had smooth and flowing long hair, which was well maintained and not rough or split at all.

He could feel that Gin's body was a little stiff. After all, this kind of person certainly wasn't used to exposing his weaknesses to others, no matter how safe and harmless he was.

"It will be fine soon." He soothed gently. The hand that was running down Gin's long hair suddenly felt a little obstruction. Yashiro picked up that small strand of hair and rubbed it a little. The tangled black substance turned into red powder and flew away.

Yashi's eyes darkened, and before she had time to think about anything, she saw that her closet was slightly opened.

He suddenly felt a little short of oxygen.

Fortunately, the wardrobe is behind Gin, so it shouldn't be discovered...

The sudden depression just now disappeared in an instant, and Yashiro began to get nervous again.

After Gin's wound healed completely, the small gap closed quietly again, as if it had never opened.

Even his tiredness was swept away, and Gin felt that he could go out and take on another mission now, but there was no need for that since Vodka had already gone back.

"Go to bed early." Gin reached out and touched Yashiro's head, picked up his hat and prepared to leave.

As he was leaving, his eyes fell on the wardrobe that looked strange no matter how he looked at it. He had a hunch that there was something strange about that thing.

"Whose clothes are those?" Gin suddenly asked, pointing at Dazai Osamu's coat on the hanger over there, "I don't remember you having this coat."

"When I came back at night, the head of the port mafia sent me there." Yashi said casually.

It is said that if you want to make a lie believable, you have to mix the lie with the truth.

"The Port Mafia?" Gin knew about it, and frowned. "The one that Shirley was in charge of handing over?"

"Maybe he's a 2D character too, not that old." Yashiro said with a completely uninterested expression, "I went to see Shirley today and happened to meet him. Doctor Ichinose asked me to help them, so I just accompanied him for a meal and lent me his coat when he left... I'll return it to him next time I see him."

Gin was originally listening with a frown on his face, but as he listened, his expression turned into one of boredom and indifference. He nodded casually and said, "Okay."

Only then did they finally leave the room. Yayoi waited for another five minutes to make sure that Gin would not make a surprise attack before she opened the closet and called Dazai Osamu to come out.

"You'd better go through the window. It's easy to be discovered if you go out now." Yashi said, and then she picked out a similar coat from her closet and handed it to Dazai, "You wear my clothes first, and I'll bring your clothes next time."

You have to do the whole performance.

Dazai Osamu is slightly taller than Yayoi, but they have similar body shapes, so his clothes fit her well.

"Well, see you next time." Dazai Osamu finally said to him, then jumped out of the window.

After hearing Dazai Osamu's last words, Yayoi remembered that he had originally planned to meet him as little as possible, but the words had been spoken, and after the next meeting, they would never see each other again!

Yayoi put the towel that fell to the ground into the basket next to him, then took another one from the drawer to wipe his hair. He looked at his tiramisu that was eaten by Dazai and sighed.

Never mind, it's just a piece of cake.

Even if Jingguang did it, even if this was the last part, even if he had used up too much brainpower today and really needed to replenish sugar...

It's just a piece of cake.

Yashi wiped her hair until it was half dry and she was in no mood to look for other food. It just so happened that she was feeling sleepy today, so she thought she could go to bed early.

At two o'clock in the morning, Yashiro opened her eyes.

Jingguang's cake——

The author has something to say: Yayoi: After all, we should not meet—

This chapter also has 20 red envelopes! I hope I can get up early tomorrow to write an extra chapter. I will definitely be able to finish it during the weekend!

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