Never give up
"...No, I didn't."
It took a long time before I heard Dazai's muffled voice. Although I was inexplicably accused by Dazai, it didn't feel so bad.
[Dazai is unmatched in his ability to turn the tables on his enemies.]
[If you were to suggest that Dazai and Chuuya be together, Dazai hadn't considered it before. But if you were to suggest that he and Chuuya be entangled and opposed for life, Dazai would say that was exactly what he had planned.]
I want to force our relationship to continue like this. I'll kneel down and beg.
[Dazai, you're being a little too coquettish...]
"Doesn't Chuuya have anything to say? Is Chuuya still planning to keep it from me?"
Dazai looked up, and Chuuya could clearly see the stubbornness in those iris-colored eyes.
6499 "Although he hurt me so much before, I'm very angry. But if you want to, you can tell him. After all, you really like that boy, and I don't want to make things difficult for you. I will block this part."
"……Thanks."
Before Chuuya could even ask a question, 6499 in Chuuya's mind spoke first, just as it said, not wanting to put Chuuya in a difficult position.
During the time Chuuya was communicating with the system, Dazai did not receive a response from Chuuya. Did silence mean rejection? He did not accept it.
The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of his and Chuuya's heartbeats could be heard. Even though he was holding Chuuya in his arms, Dazai felt for no reason that Chuuya was light and airy, as if no one could hold onto him.
Dazai, somewhat frightened, bit down hard on Chuuya's collarbone. Chuuya cried out in pain and slapped Dazai back, not too hard.
"Hey! You're the dog, you're the one who bites people."
"It's clearly Chuuya... who's ignoring people for now."
Dazai's voice was very soft and unclear. From the pulling sensation on his skin and the slight pain, it was clear that this person had not loosened his grip on his teeth at all.
"Dazai, aren't you supposed to be very clever, scheming against everyone? Then can I tell you something you don't know?"
"If even Mr. Ranpo can't see it clearly, then if Chuuya doesn't tell me, then my ability to observe it will be limited. Besides... I want to hear Chuuya tell me himself."
Not only was his observation limited, but he also didn't know where Chuuya had gone. He feared that, like before, he would be unable to find him even after searching the entire world. Dazai suppressed the dark thoughts that were rising in his mind.
Chuuya was silent for a while, not expecting to hear these words from Dazai. Was this considered coquettish?
"Dazai, I can tell you anything you want to know, but it's a very long story. In short, it's about having a bit of a lucky encounter. But in what capacity do you intend to listen to this story, Dazai?"
First of all, this is something even the leader doesn't know, so I don't accept any former partners, temporary comrades, or what you call the so-called master status.
Dazai released his teeth from Chuuya's collarbone, looked up in shock and met Chuuya's gaze. The teasing yet serious look in Chuuya's eyes was completely undisguised, and he could see it all clearly.
Dazai was burned by this frankness. Chuuya was too domineering, too much, and did it on purpose. Dazai almost couldn't help but look away, but Chuuya didn't give him the chance.
"Dazai Osamu, what I said last time was serious and still stands. Why don't you consider trying to be my boyfriend? You don't actually dislike me."
Chuuya called him by his full name, and he really wanted to just agree. The secret that no one else knew was laid out right in front of him. As long as he nodded, Chuuya would honestly reveal everything, just like the trust he had in him without any hesitation when the battle began.
This is a bullying method unique to Chuuya Nakahara, specifically targeting Osamu Dazai.
Dazai first noticed Chuuya's visibly surprised expression, and then he understood why Chuuya had that expression. It was an unfamiliar feeling, and water was streaming down his face; it was his own tears.
How long has it been since he last cried?
It seemed like he had never cried before, so long ago that he thought he was incapable of shedding tears, but Dazai was certain that it wasn't a sad emotion.
Despite his broken and vulnerable state, he was treated like a precious treasure. All he wanted was to escape. He knew that everything he gained would eventually be lost, but he didn't want to lose Nakahara Chuuya. He was afraid of losing Nakahara Chuuya.
Despite his fear, he could no longer refuse Chuuya.
He never realized how much he cared about Chuuya. Because he was afraid to face it, he simply deceived himself, wrapped up that care with disgust, and shut people out with vicious words.
After losing Chuuya, all the emotions he had been hiding suddenly surged up, making it hard for him to breathe and forcing him to stop deceiving himself.
Dazai knew he was a coward, and that he had only been able to live for so many years by borrowing courage from Chuuya. But this time, Chuuya was too stingy to lend him even a little bit more courage, so he didn't even have the courage to run away.
He was already drawn to Chuuya's burning soul from the very first meeting. The difference between wanting to die and not wanting to die was just one Chuuya. After all, he had long understood that this was a rusty, corrupt, and hypocritical world, and Chuuya was the value of his life. Sometimes he thought that Chuuya could hold on to live one more day in this world.
His relationship with Chuuya should be the most special, because fate has destined them to be entangled in this life, no matter in the way or in the feelings. Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya should be like conjoined twins, always thinking of the other whenever one is mentioned, like a curse, and they will never be apart until death.
Dazai looked at Chuuya. Had he ever said that he always thought Chuuya's eyes were beautiful, those eyes like the sea and the sky, as if they could encompass and accept all his flaws and ugliness?
Chuuya was still waiting for Dazai's answer, but from what Dazai had shown before, Chuuya could sense that Dazai also liked him. However, Dazai never played by the rules, and Chuuya's heart was still pounding. He looked up and saw Dazai crying, really shedding tears. The next second, Dazai's cool lips, mixed with the taste of blood, pressed against his.
Dazai provided his answer through his actions.
Unlike the last kiss, which was brief and fleeting, this time Dazai's kiss was tinged with a raw ferocity. The taste of blood in his mouth must have been left from when he bit him, and now it spread into his mouth along with the kiss, just like their relationship had always been.
Chuuya could feel Dazai's tense body still trembling slightly, just like that suffocating hug at the beginning, with great force, as if he wanted to melt him into his flesh and blood. Chuuya hugged Dazai back and deepened the kiss. Dazai let out a satisfied syllable, like a trapped beast that had finally found its way home.
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