(A first attempt at a long-form novel. Read with your brain switched off.)
My childhood friend is a troublesome green tea and a walking disaster, constantly tormenting everyone he's on good terms with except me.
For what had to be the umpteenth time, I was sitting at Dazai's desk handling his paperwork while he ran off to cause trouble, when Chuuya, who'd been tricked again, kicked open the door.
"You bastard... Oh, Lin, are you the only one here?"
Without looking up, I greeted Chuuya.
"Good afternoon, Chuuya. Have you eaten?"
"I have. No, wait, where's that bastard Dazai?! His direct subordinates are running to my office again!"
I set another document aside and replied without a change in tone.
"Jumped into a river? Hanged himself? Either way, he won't be in the office. The paperwork's all here with me."
Chuuya eyed the pile of papers, taller than me by a whole head, and hesitantly asked, "Lin, I've wanted to ask for a while: does that bastard have something on you...?"
I sighed and looked up at him earnestly. "Chuuya, you have to spoil a house cat. Isn't it normal for a kitty to like playing and causing trouble?"
"...Oh, is that so?"
Hm? What's with that tone?
I tilted my head in confusion. On Chuuya's exquisitely handsome face, I thought I saw a hint of malicious glee.
After four years of being tormented, Chuuya was finally free. My childhood friend had dragged me into defecting with him.
Dazai's new partner was Kunikida Doppo, a fine young man who looked completely upright and serious.
"Kunikida, I'm counting on you from now on."
I gave him a solemn bow. Kunikida, left utterly bewildered, hurriedly helped me straighten up, looking completely lost.
But he understood soon enough.
A bandage-wrapped hand reached out from behind me and firmly grasped Kunikida's. Its owner wore a sand-colored trench coat and a Western-style open-collar shirt. He was tall and slender, with tousled black hair and exceptionally striking features.
At that moment, the owner of the hand was vigorously shaking Kunikida's hand up and down as he greeted him.
"Are you the investigator from the renowned Armed Detective Agency? I'm so moved!"
Kunikida remembered what I'd said and met my smiling gaze. He felt as if he'd just taken on a job that was going to be a lot more than he bargained for.
Dazai flashed a row of little white teeth and greeted him warmly.
"I'll be in your care, senpai."
Dazai settled in fast.
"Could you put Dazai's tab on this card?"
I smoothly handed over my bank card, then ordered two coffees and waited on the sofa for the pair to return from their assignment.
Their noisy voices reached my ears. I pushed a coffee toward Dazai, who was soaked from head to toe, then stood up, took the dry white towel from my bag, draped it over his head, and gently rubbed it dry. My tone was resigned.
"Don't catch a cold."
As Dazai clung to me and complained, I thought I saw a familiar expression on Kunikida's face.
He asked with some concern, "Lin, does this bastard have something on you?"
I sighed again and answered with complete sincerity over Dazai's indignant protests. "Of course not, Kunikida. This is what I'm supposed to do."
"Huh?"
A girl who has no limits when it comes to Dazai and insists on treating him like a cat, and a Dazai who is doted on to no end.
Theme: Other people may drift apart, but we never will.
It was actually a wife-stealing incident!!! Well, the leader deserves to be you
It doesn't matter if you don't say "like". Just say "love" when you have the opportunity in the future. Why not? (Laugh)
I'm going!!! Baha Baha, I'm even more looking forward to the next one, sucking, please update!!!
I'm so sorry. Even though I know the reason, I just can't leave - Dazai has a charm that makes people want to get close to him, want to hug him, and make people want to live without him... Or should I say magic power. Especially when Zai Zai is still in MF, he makes people love him and want to accompany him.
Wow, Dazai looks so reliable after Lin Jun falls asleep hahahaha
What a cute cat! He wanted to skip work but had no choice but to go see his boss, so he was exhausted! I suck, I suck, I suck—
Woohoo, boss Zai, you have to be good too
I'm here again~ Regarding the author of the previous chapter, I want to talk about the content in it. I want to talk about what you said, Rouse, "Otome's essence is substitution, and the intensity of personality, characteristics and hobbies must be weakened." I personally do not completely agree with Orz. Well... How to put it, it is extremely difficult or even impossible to completely immerse yourself in the story (especially for long stories). For example, in most otome novels, the girl/heroine is set to be shorter than the male protagonist by default, about 1.6 To 1.7, But there are also readers who are taller than the male protagonist, such as 1.9+. Then when this tall reader sees something like "the male protagonist bent down and the female protagonist stood up on tiptoes and the two of them kissed", they will probably have a subtle sense of ridicule? For another example, heroines of Japanese B games are often criticized in China. They are usually sensitive and polite, prone to shyness and internal friction, which many domestic players cannot understand. This is because due to cultural differences, we are bolder and more self-centered (not derogatory) than Sakura girls, so the decisions we make in some situations are very different. In fact, substitution is a very mysterious feeling. I personally think that it is not the heroine whose personality, characteristics, and hobbies are weakened that can give readers a greater sense of substitution, but the heroine who is "more plump, complete, and traceable" that makes readers empathize and be able to join in.
Wuwuwuwuwu. When I saw Lin getting shot later, all I could think about was that a minute after Lin died, a blue halo suddenly appeared around him and he was resurrected. Because Lin had awakened his supernatural powers. Wow, I feel sorry for my sister. I hope she becomes stronger.
Okay, okay, as I get older, I like to watch some sweet daily life. It's great that my sister can raise Zai so well. Wow.