Me Who is in Love with Sliced ​​Dazai

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Chapter 39 Secret.

    Their quarrel came to an end, but Dazai still didn't give up in the next few days, trying every means to make him jealous, trying to provoke his nerves.

    "Mr. Terao, since you are with another man, I will be with another man." "

    Okay, let's go."

    "I'll go to Odasaku right away."

    "Yes, yes."

    " We'll go to the bar after the walk."

    "Okay."

    "We'll stay together all night."

    "Yeah."

    Seeing his attitude, Dazai was furious, pressed him on the desk, and brought him Anger bit his lip.

    "Jealous, you are jealous of me, eat, why don't you eat?"

    Terao Yashu saw him like this, slapped his hand away, and laughed non-stop, "I said, do you only have Mr. Oda as a friend? Why do you go out with him every time?"

    Dazai was speechless for a while, and then annoyed, "Who said, I don't only have Oda as a friend, I also have a friend in mafia, we have a very good relationship." "

    Really Fake?"

    "Really, um...but, that person doesn't know me now."

    "He doesn't know you, so how did you become friends?"

    Dazai didn't answer.

    Seeing that the other party fell silent, he squeezed the other party's face, "Hey, why didn't you tell, is this a secret again?"

    He continued to ask, but Dazai kissed him down, and after kissing him in a daze, he took advantage of the situation to explain The buttons of his clothes, trying to distract him in this way.

    There are really many secrets in Dazai, but if Dazai doesn't want to tell them, then he will try his best to find out.

    There is no class on weekends, and Terao Yashu went to work part-time in the orphanage.

    He went to the mall to buy a lot of toys and snacks, and drove all the way to the orphanage.

    He parked the car outside the alley, and after walking for a few minutes in the cold wind with the gift, he heard the footsteps of a child outside the orphanage.

    The kid named Dazai was standing in front of the orphanage, kicking a ball, running around, leaving a bunch of small footprints on the ground.

    He walked over quietly, but the other party didn't notice and bumped into him.

    The aroma of milk from the opponent's body floated into his nose, and he couldn't help but squat down and stroke the opponent's head: "It's such a cold day, why don't you stay indoors?