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Chapter 107 (End)

    "Blue Pond."

    "Blue Pond!"

    Early in the morning, Osamu Dazai's voice didn't stop, as if calling for a ghost, he said suddenly.

    But it's not his fault, after all, whoever is young and energetic has sex, but the other party looks indifferent as if nothing happened, and it doesn't make anyone happy.

    But why...

    Qingchi Lianyang is pure-hearted and ascetic.

    He used writing as an excuse, locked the door of the inner room with a bang, and stayed inside for several days, refusing to come out.

    Although a mere door, it can't stop Osamu Dazai at all.

    He was even surprised that Qingchi Lianyang didn't hang a basin of water on the door panel, so that he would be poured over when he opened the door.

    Qingchi Lianyang, who thought locking the door was childish enough: ...

    "Qingchi~" Another sound.

    Qingchi Lianyang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked on the wooden board in front of him. For some unspeakable reason, Qingchi Lianyang moved his writing space from his usual desk to a single sofa. He asked Miss Yuzi to get a wooden board and put it on the armrest of the sofa.

    "What on earth are you going to do?"

    Since this morning, Osamu Dazai has not changed the documents, nor has he analyzed the war situation, so he came to sit in his inner room.

    Guang Qingchi Qingchi called, without saying the purpose, and turned his face to the side when he asked.

    "You finally finished writing?"

    Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids, lying on the desk where Aoike Renyang was writing, with a resentful expression on his face.

    Qingchi Lianyang stiffened invisibly.

    "No."

    "You're busier than me, Qingchi."

    Osamu Dazai smiled.

    "The finished drafts are distributed to others, and they need to be revised."

    "I'm writing something else..."

    Qingchi Lianyang's voice became smaller and smaller, and he himself felt that he lacked confidence.

    "Is this why you left your newlywed boyfriend to stay alone in the empty room?" Osamu Dazai complained, "You have ignored me for almost a week, Aoike." Aoike Lianyang's fingers on the wooden board trembled slightly, and the green pupils of his eyes trembled

    . There was a flash of panic.

    What newlyweds...what boyfriends...staying alone in an empty room...a mess.

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