Dazai is also troubled by love today

The black car drove into the commercial street and stopped in front of a dark store.

Dazai Osamu got out of the car, looked at the dark "Hangover" sign, and said, "Gojo-kun, according to the information we got, the curse spirit has occupied this bar, and anyone who enters the bar will be attacked unexpectedly."

"Unexpected? Then I want to see how unexpected it is." Wujo Wu put his hands in his pockets, walked to the door of the bar with his long and straight legs, and found a sign hanging on the door put the lock.

Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, and the door lock opened.

The two entered the bar one after the other.

The light in the bar is dim, only the emergency light at the door emits a faint green light.The things in the store were neatly packed, and it didn't look like they had been damaged by a curse spirit.

Gojo Satoru went straight to the bar, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out the curse spirit who was hiding in the bar, trembling with fright. "Is this an unexpected attack?"

Osamu Dazai stood in the shadows and clapped his hands. "Gojo-kun is awesome."

The curse spirit that was pulled out twisted its body in pain, trying to sneak away while the two were chatting, but was wiped out by Wujo Wu in place, turning into powder and scattered in the air.

A magician of this level can be solved by any magician. It must not be that simple to let him come here specially.

Gojo Satoru looked at Osamu Dazai and asked, "What did Dazai bring me here for?"

Osamu Dazai walked over slowly, sat down on a high-backed chair next to the bar, and said with a smile, "Gojo-kun, come and sit here first."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, grabbed Dazai's wrist, pressed it to Dazai's back, and said in a dangerous tone behind him: "Dazai, you have already remembered what happened here that day, right? ?”

It started to snow in the bar.

Osamu Dazai simply leaned on Gojo Satoru. "Wutiao-kun, I remembered it when I saw you again. I didn't expect that I would meet you again after half a year. Tell me, is it because we are destined?"

"It's Nie Yuan, right?" Gojo Satoru took a bite on Dazai's neck, "I don't want to meet Dazai again."

Osamu Dazai shrank his neck in pain. "Mr. Wutiao, you really don't want to see me anymore? After that, I won't appear in front of Mr. Wutiao again."

Osamu Dazai shook his hand and broke free from Gojo Satoru's shackles. He turned around, his iris-colored eyes sparkled with starlight, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"You are not allowed to leave without my permission." Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to catch it, but it was in vain.Dazai took two steps back and disappeared into the fluttering snowflakes.

Gojo Satoru was stunned, and the surrounding scene also changed. The originally empty bar was filled with people in just an instant. In the exact same position as that day, he saw Osamu Dazai sitting in a booth, and opposite him was an orange-haired man. Short man.

The short man seemed to be a little drunk, and was yelling something angrily.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and saw himself sitting in front of the bar.

That day, after following Osamu Dazai into the bar, he sat on the armchair by the side of the bar, stared at Osamu Dazai, and guessed what the relationship between the two was.

As if he noticed his sight, Osamu Dazai turned his head to look this way, and after a while, he picked up the wine glass and came over.

He found a seat next to Gojo Satoru and sat down, shaking a glass of whiskey in his hand, and said, "Are you alone, classmate?"

Gojo Satoru didn't expect that the person he liked would take the initiative, a little excited, and said happily: "I'm already in my twenties, I just see it small."

"Hey~~ You look at most seventeen or eighteen years old." Dazai Osamu showed a very surprised expression, and then asked, "Come out to play alone?"

Gojo Satoru moved his body towards Osamu Dazai, and approached in a low voice: "I'm not alone anymore, isn't there you?"

The arc of Dazai Osamu's mouth deepened, and he asked, "What does this sentence mean, I don't quite understand it?"

The two flirted with each other with one sentence and one sentence, and they both had great feelings for each other.The two changed positions and found a corner booth to continue their chat.

The two sat in the booth, their bodies touching intentionally or unintentionally.

The dim light, the ambiguous atmosphere, and the fact that he had been looking for this person for a long time, Gojo Satoru couldn't help himself, lowered his head and bit Osamu Dazai's lips. "Let's make friends, handsome guy."

Osamu Dazai kissed back. "Okay, handsome."

Osamu Dazai climbed up Gojo Satoru's neck, pressed his head down, and their lips touched again.

"Dazai, what are you doing?" The orange-haired man who was drunk staggered into the booth, his ground was shaking, his eyes were a little dazed, and he only vaguely recognized his former partner sitting here.

Dazai Osamu parted from Gojo Satoru's lips, and said to his former partner Nakahara Chuya: "Chuya and I have something to do, you can go back by yourself."

Nakahara Nakaya got drunk and grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand, and he was about to walk out. "Bastard Dazai, I told you just now, don't try to dump me."

Gojo Wu's eyes darkened. "So Dazai-kun already has a date."

"Gojo-kun, I don't have one." Osamu Dazai explained simply.

"Then who is he? Dazai-kun, can you explain?" Wujo Wudao said.

"I'm his ex...Because of some things, we will...reunite..." Zhong Yuanzhong also fell into the booth, and swallowed the last word "Zuo" in his throat.

"Since we are going to reconcile, I wish you happiness." Gojo Satoru smiled very naturally and kindly, stood up, and walked away without looking back, without giving Osamu Dazai any chance to speak.

Gojo Satoru looked at this scene coldly, the boredom of gain and loss once again spread in his chest.

The surrounding picture suddenly changed, he was no longer in the picture, only Osamu Dazai and the man with orange hair.

"Why didn't I know that Chuya was my ex, and they were going to reconcile soon." Osamu Dazai stared at Chuya Nakahara, who had been sobered up by the wine, and said with a smile.

"Bastard Dazai, am I not your former partner? Aren't we going to work together again soon?" Nakahara Chuya said angrily.

Gojo Satoru's heart skipped a beat, did he misunderstand?

He really didn't seem to give Osamu Dazai a chance to explain.

The flying snowflakes disappeared, and the people in the bar also disappeared one by one. In the huge bar, he was the only one standing there. He rushed out of the bar immediately, trying to find them back.

The bustling commercial street was full of people, even with Six Eyes, it was difficult to find them at once, not to mention Osamu Dazai had been away for a while.

"Teacher Wujo." Hirohito Hiroshi called to him from behind, and two other first-year students of conjuration were beside him.The three of them followed to the bar and were discussing whether to go in when they saw the man who was with Mr. Wutiao come out. The man seemed to know them and handed them a note.

"Mr. Dazai asked me to give it to you." Hiroto Kojou hurriedly handed the note to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru spread out the note, and saw it said: "Gojo-kun, I love you. Goodbye."

Gojo Satoru crumpled the note into a ball. "I haven't agreed yet."

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