People are in Yokohama, the vest is fully open

The entrance is a male bedroom with at most four stacks. In the not-so-spacious bedroom, there is an unfolded futon in the middle of the tatami mat.

A half-drunk bottle of sake was placed next to the futon, and a pile of documents or magazines was piled up not far from the pillow. From a few scattered papers, Fu Heihui saw it sharply. Words such as "rat...whereabouts are unknown..." seem to be some investigation materials.

"Is this the only room in your house?"

Fu Heihui asked with difficulty.

"Otherwise?" Osamu Dazai folded his hands, leaning against the door, and said in a brisk tone with a hint of someone who had come here: "This is a single apartment for adult men, what are you expecting, Megumi?"

Because of the overly intimate and sticky address that Osamu Dazai spat out, Fukuroe's expression distorted.

But soon Fu Heihui realized that he just wanted to live in the other person's house after meeting him... In fact, he was half-hearted, so Fu Heihui patiently ignored that weird title.

"Then where do I live?" Fu Heihui asked.

Osamu Dazai opened the closet on one side of the bedroom, revealing the neatly folded quilt inside: "Can't we just make another bed?"

"Are you sure this is really spreadable?" Fu Heihui asked quietly.

Although Fukuroe is not a very territorial person, but at night, he has to sleep in the same room with Osamu Dazai who has only met once and is invisible......

Sure enough... Fu Heihui sighed without any trace, but it was still a little unacceptable.

I always feel that he will lose sleep at night...

And... Fuguro Megumi looked at the expression on Dazai Osamu's face in confusion. Dazai Osamu did not seem to be someone who could easily trust others, even if he was Hoshino Yuu's companion, he didn't think Osamu Dazai will give all his trust in himself at once.

On the contrary, Megumi Fukuro could vaguely feel the lingering tension in Osamu Dazai's seemingly relaxed state.

He doesn't trust himself at all.

"......It's just a little tighter——" Dazai Osamu didn't care about Fukuro Megumi's undisguised scrutiny.He took off his drenched windbreaker and held it in his hand, and Osamu Dazai picked up a change of clothes with his other hand, and he opened the door and walked into the bathroom in the bedroom.

Before Fugurohui could react, Osamu Dazai waved his hand without looking back, and said, "The futons are all in the cupboard, you can watch and tidy them yourself—"

"Wait—" Before Fu Heihui had time to call Dazai Zhi, Dazai got into the bathroom and locked it, leaving Fu Heihui standing at the bedroom door wet, in a dilemma.

If he really sleeps in this room in the future... Dazai-kun and him, I always feel that there will be someone who can't bear it first and dies suddenly due to long-term insomnia...

However, since Dazai-kun said so, I'm afraid he doesn't want him to sleep on the sofa outside,

Regardless of whether Dazai-kun wants to arrange and control his every move out of uneasy guard, or because of other reasons——Since Dazai Osamu has already proposed such a proposal, it will be too much trouble for him to refuse... ...

Fu Heihui silently dismissed her idea of ​​suggesting to make do on the sofa in the living room, since Mr. Dazai allowed her to live in his house, it would be better not to cause any additional trouble for the other party.

"..." Fu Heihui sighed, he looked down at the shirt that was still soaked and stuck to his body, and felt his forehead swell for a while: "Is it really okay for me to get the bedding like this?"

Although it's a bit impolite to think so arbitrarily, Fukuroe always feels that... Dazai-kun somehow subtly resembles his dereliction of duty father whom he rarely sees.

"Does Huihui need towels and a change of clothes?" Just as Fu Heihui was standing at a loss at the door of the bedroom without thinking, Hoshino Yuu's voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "I can exchange them for you from the mall." come out."

"Ah?" Fu Heihui lowered his composure

He consciously uttered a questioning short syllable, and he was a little moved but hesitantly asked: "But Yu.....He took it out suddenly....How should I explain it to Dazai-kun?"

"You don't have to worry about this Megumin," Hoshino Yu said indifferently, "Dazai won't ask too many questions."

In this regard, Hoshino Yuu was very sure. After all, such a big White Crow Book Club appeared out of thin air at that time. Facing the "Edogawa Ranpo" who was obviously not in the same world, Osamu Dazai didn't ask too much.

After all, Dazai-kun is not a very curious person.

Osamu Dazai will only be interested in unstable factors that may pose a threat, so as to control the situation and avoid uncontrollable troubles.

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"......And you have been wearing wet clothes like this is not a solution, if you catch a cold, it will be bad." Hoshino Yuu opened the daily necessities interface of the mall from top to bottom without waiting for Fu Heihui's reply. Go shopping.

"Then I'll trouble you, Yu." Although Fukuihui didn't know why Hoshino Yu was so sure, he agreed with the second half of Hoshino Yu's sentence - after all, no matter how you look at Dazai Osamu...he didn't Like the type who would be kind enough to take care of him when he was sick.

Even, Fu Heihui inexplicably came up with such an idea in his heart - the other party didn't ask him to get up to cook and mop the floor when he had a bad cold... It seemed to be very thankful.

Just as Fu Heihui finished speaking, one long and two short clean towels appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

Fu Heihui grasped it precisely in his hand, and before he had time to thank Hoshino Yuu, he saw another set of light blue loose pajamas popping out again.

"It was a great help..." Fu Heihui quickly grabbed the neatly folded pajamas again, bent down and picked up the slippers that protruded from the ground.Fu Heihui carefully rolled up the drenched cuffs, and put the towel at the bottom to prevent the hem of the pajamas from getting wet.

"It's okay." Hoshino Yu urged Fu Heihui to quickly change out of the wet clothes, and without blinking his eyes, he pulled all the recommended summer men's clothing for teenagers on the third page into the shopping cart that had already stacked two pages : "Hurry up and change your clothes and find a hair dryer to blow off your hair."

Fu Heihui nodded obediently and agreed, he looked at Dazai Osamu's open bedroom and the documents spread out on the floor, hesitantly left the room - he should wait for Dazai-kun to pack his things before going in.

Thinking of this, Fu Heihui walked into the kitchen that seemed to have not been used since the day the renovation was completed.

I twisted the faucet, and the faucet that has been absent from work since it was installed made a few 'squeaks', and a burst of clear water flowed from it into the ash-filled pool, on the four walls of the pool Left a gray and black water marks.

It doesn't look like... Fu Heihui turned off the faucet again with his eyes downcast, he rubbed the ash on his fingers and thought silently: Dazai-kun hasn't used this kitchen for at least half a year... ...

Not only does the wet clothes sticking to the body make people feel uncomfortable, but even the river water that has already dried up makes Fu Heihui a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to see if he could find some container with clean water to wipe it off, and then put on clean clothes.

After looking around for a week, Fu Heihui didn't find a suitable container, so he finally turned his attention to the plastic bag with a lot of bandages on the sofa.

.......

.......

In the end, Fu Heihui was not so desperate that he needed to steal Osamu Dazai's convenience bag to hold water.

After Hoshino Yu noticed his thoughts, Hoshino Yu, who had so many points that he could buy half of the mall, bought a series of necessities that Fu Heihui needed now, including basins, hair dryers, etc.

"Thank you..." Finally managed to tidy herself up, Fu Heihui put on her pajamas and short sleeves and thanked Hoshino Yu: "You can call 'I' to return it to you when you go back."

What Fu Heihui was talking about was the 'Fu Heihui' who used himself as a template and completely reproduced the card.

"This is too far-fetched," Hoshino Yuu reluctantly refused, "Tomorrow

Obviously, I came to ask you to help. If you still pay for it out of your own pocket, it would be too unreasonable. "

Fu Heihui's expression moved slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

He folded his wet clothes and towels and put them in the basin, just as he was going to see if Osamu Dazai had washed, he saw Osamu Dazai walking out.

"Huh? Hairdryer?"

Changing into clean striped home clothes, Osamu Dazai walked into the living room with wet hair, and saw Megumi Fukuro who had a hair dryer on hand but didn't use it.

Osamu Dazai paused for a moment at Fugurohui's brand new clothes and the things in his hands that obviously did not belong to his own home, then he looked away and looked at Fukurohui who was wiping her hair: "You don't need that ?"

Osamu Dazai pointed to the hair dryer in Fukuroe's hand and asked.

"I don't like it very much." Kei Fukuro answered Osamu Dazai's question concisely: "And my hair is almost dry."

"So that's the case," Osamu Dazai nodded, and asked curiously, "Is it because Megumi is afraid of trouble?"

Why is it still such a terrible name......

A trace of distress flashed across Fu Heihui's face, and he dryly answered Dazai Osamu's unnutritious doubts: "No way... I'm just not used to the feeling of blowing my hair with a hair dryer."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai laughed, and he stepped forward and sat down on the couch.

"That's great."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and patted the place beside him. He turned his face and sincerely looked at the puzzled Fukuroi, and said in a brisk tone: "Then please help me to blow my hair, it's really important to blow my hair. Super troublesome—”

?

Fu Heihui, who was carrying a basin of wet clothes, and Hoshino, who was flipping through an unknown number of pages of the clothing list, slowly made a question mark.

When I put this question mark...it doesn't mean I have a problem, but you have a problem.

Oops...Fukurohui put down the clothes in his hands expressionlessly, picked up the hair dryer and walked towards Osamu Dazai who was waving at him enthusiastically.

Dazai-kun seems to be more troublesome than his father...

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