Yokohama Heart Fraudster

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    Facing He Quanlian's unintentional behavior of brushing her favorability, Osamu Dazai's eyebrows trembled slightly.

    Then a slap slapped him on the back.

    He Quanlian almost didn't cry out in pain.

    "...It hurts." He Quanlian's conditioned reflex tensed up, and the beautiful butterfly bones stirred, for fear that Osamu Dazai would slap him again.

    But after that, Osamu Dazai gently helped him continue to wrap the bandage without any small movements.

    As time passed bit by bit, He Quan Lian gradually loosened his muscles, blinked his eyes, and suddenly reacted.

    Could it be... Dazai Osamu is a little shy?

    No, it's not accurate to say shy, it's probably just the softness in his heart that made him feel uncomfortable.

    He Quanlian couldn't help hooking his lower lip. He always felt that Osamu Dazai was somewhat similar to him. He also wore a mask called a smile, and also showed a hypocritical side to disguise himself, fearing loneliness and loneliness.

    And just like Dazai Osamu gradually peeling off his disguise, Izumi Lian is always thinking about when he can break Dazai Osamu's smirk.

    For example, during the first official meeting, he retaliated and left a small white flower in Osamu Dazai's heart.

    Today, that little white flower is blooming thrivingly, and in it hides the shadow of He Quanlian herself.

    Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had already seen through the truth of Osamu Dazai that was hidden under the tip of the iceberg.     He was thinking

    with a smile, but Osamu Dazai's calm tone came from behind him: "Apart from the scar you just contracted, where did the rest of your old wounds come from?"

The answer: "Ah, that's because my body is relatively fragile, and I usually fall like this, let alone ..." The

    topic mentioned the word in the middle, and He Quanlian suddenly came back to her senses, and in an instant A cold sweat broke out.

    He almost widened his eyes and looked back: "Wait, how do you know?"

    "It's very simple, you can tell by looking at the scars." Osamu Dazai nodded with a smile in his sight , can't see the slightest flaw at all.

    After that, Osamu Dazai poked He Quanlian's cheek with one finger, and forcefully snapped his head back to its original place.

    "In? What did you want to say?"

    Immediately afterwards, he asked slowly, without any particular ups and downs in his voice, as if he had asked something along the lines of his mouth.

    But in He Quanlian's eyes, he is like a fisherman who is catching a big fish with a long line, quietly waiting for his prey to bite.

    "Zhong..." He Quanlian knew that if he changed the subject abruptly, it would arouse Osamu Dazai's suspicion even more, so he turned around and said coldly, "Zhong sometimes can't control his strength. Or if the training is a little more severe, it will become like this."