Me Who is in Love with Sliced ​​Dazai

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Chapter 25 He wants to defend his property.

    Dazai was lost in thought, Terao Yashu saw that his wine had spilled, he reached out to straighten his wine glass, and took out a tissue to wipe the wine stains on his clothes.

    "Hey, Mr. Terao—"

    Terao Yasu raised his head, and threw the tissue into the trash can, "What's wrong?"

    Dazai pondered for a long time, but it was really hard to say.

    He just suddenly had the idea of ​​possessing Yashu Terao, is this normal?

    "Are you okay?" Yashu Terao was a little worried when he saw that his face turned blue and white, "Did he drink too much?"

    No, his brain is hot now, and he is about to explode. He needs to eat something cold for his brain Cool down.

    He covered his hot forehead, and said in a deadpan voice: "I want to eat ice cream, buy it for me." "

    Damn you, you've already drank so much ice wine."

    "I'm going to eat it." He started to swear, "I want to eat, buy it for me, or I'll jump off the stairs!"

    Terao Yashu was indifferent, and even stretched out his hand to grab his ear, forcing him to be quiet.

    "I have indulged you very much today, do you dare to shout again?"

    "..."

    "Jump off the building, you just jump, if you kill yourself with your front foot, I will donate your body to the school with the back foot, and let them make you into a human body The specimens are exhibited."

    Very fierce. Dazai thought.

    It seems that the old man's life is not easy, he is probably often yelled at by Terao Yashu like this, and his ears are often pulled like this.

    Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little gloated.

    When it was completely dark and the meal was almost finished, Terao Yashu got up to pay the bill.

    He came to the checkout counter and saw bags of cotton candy on the shelf next to him.

    Just now Dazai clamored for ice cream dessert, he thought the weather was too cold and refused the request.

    But if he can't eat ice cream, he will definitely be spoiled again, so buy him some marshmallows instead, since they are sweet anyway.

    He wanted to take a bag, but at this moment a strange man walked by, he stretched out his hand, and just bumped into the other's hand.

    "Hey, what a coincidence." A surprised voice sounded in his ear, "We meet again."

    He looked up, and a man with short white hair stood in front of him, looking at him gently and smilingly.