The next moment he thought this, the door of the Haisai was opened.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko smiled lightly.

He knew that no one could escape his prediction.

"Welcome, Fyodor-kun and Dazai-kun." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko politely made a welcoming gesture with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Shibuzawa-kun." Fyodor nodded, "Dazai hasn't arrived yet."

"No, he's already here." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko shook his head. At the same time, Dazai Osamu walked in from another door.

"Good afternoon, Majin, and Shibuzawa-kun." He paused for a moment before continuing meaningfully, "Of course, and... Zhi-kun."

It might be strange for ordinary people to call themselves "Dazai Osamu", but who is he? He is not an ordinary person, so he does not feel awkward at all to call his other self this way.

Dazai was disgusted.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko doesn't mind the undercurrents among his collaborators.

After all, nothing unexpected has happened yet, which is really boring.

It would be great if these people could come up with something that was beyond his control.

"Now that everyone is here, I have made a set of clothes for each of you." said Shibuzawa Ryuhiko.

Fyodor and the two Dazais paused for a moment in surprise. Fyodor asked, "What if I don't wear it?"

“I don’t really want to wear it either.” Dazai said sincerely, which was rare.

"I don't want to wear it." Dazai Osamu refused decisively.

"If I don't wear it..." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko seemed to think for a moment, "I'll cry."

Fyodor: ...

Dazai Osamu: ...

Dazai: ...

They lost.

After saying this, Shibuzawa Ryuhiko was satisfied to see that the three of them had fallen silent, and said, "The clothes are in the dressing room."

The three of them looked at each other and went into the locker room.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko went out for a while.

A few minutes later, Dazai was the first to come out of the locker room.

He looked at his clothes awkwardly.

Let's be honest, it always feels weird to wear clothes prepared by others.

It feels like I'm playing a dress-up game.

——Of course, wearing clothes prepared by subordinates is different from this.

There are still... eighteen hours until the show begins.

"Zhijun."

Dazai: ...

Thank you, this kind of address really makes me sick every time I hear it.

Thanks to Dazai Osamu, :)

"Shibuzawa-kun." Dazai turned his head and smiled.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko's blood-red eyes looked him up and down, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, but when he touched his hair, he frowned again.

Dazai suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Dazai-kun, you should change your hairstyle." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko frowned, "Your hairstyle is simply ruining this outfit."

Dazai: ...

He felt that he had been silent more often here than in any previous year.

“So what does Shibuzawa-kun mean…?” Dazai asked humbly.

"Let me design a new hairstyle for you." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko said as a matter of course.

...He just knew it.

"...Actually," Dazai just started talking when he was interrupted by another voice.

"That's a good idea, Shibuzawa-kun."

It is exactly the same as his voice.

Dazai Osamu.

The young man with iris eyes turned his head slightly and looked at Dazai Osamu who came out of the locker room.

The man combed up the hair on the left side of his forehead and looked much more energetic.

Dazai: ...That was a mistake.

This time he really didn't expect that Dazai Osamu would mess up his hairstyle as well.

What else could Dazai say? He could only accept it with a smile.