【allDz】What should I do if I accidentally send a confession message to a group of people?

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Drunk Dazai mass-sends confession text messages Shura Field Series

Not sure if there is any major problem

I read ooc cool stories, just for fun

The damp moisture seeped into his heart, the torrential rain turned the city upside down, and the freezing wind cut him into pieces.

Dazai Osamu came out of Lupin and walked into the rain as if nothing had happened, letting the rain soak his sandy windbreaker and soak into his bandages. The strong smell of alcohol on his body could not be ignored even after it melted into the rain, after all, the alcohol had already melted into his blood.

The alcohol must have been too strong, which made his steps seem steady but actually chaotic. Dazai lowered his head and smiled, then turned into an alley casually, letting his brain, paralyzed by alcohol, control him to take out his phone.

Dazai Osamu sat down against the wall and opened the address book by muscle memory. Raindrops dripped from the ends of his hair onto the screen, entering the text message editing interface.

Dazai wrote a long paragraph, but finally deleted it. Only a few ambiguous words were left on the screen.

"I missed you so much. I really liked you."

Then, as if he could no longer bear the weight, he gently dropped his arm holding the phone to the ground. Just as he closed his eyes, a drop of rain mixed with the muddy hem of his clothes accidentally triggered the send button.

Dazai Osamu was awakened by the vibration of his cell phone. Then he looked at the little red dot with 99+ on the text message bar and immediately had a bad feeling.

After clicking it, he covered his face with his other hand expressionlessly. "Ah, a group message."

Slimy Slug

"What's up, you bluefin tuna? Has the river water finally ruined your brain? That's cause for celebration."

"Hey, you bastard Dazai, where are you now?"

"I'll come to you right away, you better explain what this means."

Atsushi

"Really?! Mr. Dazai!"

"I like you very much, too!"

"Well, let's go eat ochazuke and crab hotpot together today, Mr. Dazai."

"I'll come to you right away!"

Akutagawa

"Mr. Dazai! Do you finally recognize me?"

"I...I also like Mr. Dazai very much!"

"I will never let Mr. Dazai down!"

"I am so excited that I can't express it in words."

Dazai's mouth twitched. It was really hard to describe. This kid must have fainted while typing while holding his breath. And what happened to Chuuya and Atsushi? Dazai's fingers trembled as he opened the text message.

Kunikida

"What are you doing again?"

"Hey, are you serious? Are you peeking at my ideal?"

"I like you, too."

Mr. Ranpo

"Hey, Dazai. Drinking is not a good habit~"

"But you have to keep your word."

"Ranpo-sama has agreed reluctantly! Remember to bring some snacks for Ranpo-sama."

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Dazai Osamu held the phone tighter and tighter. It's okay for Kunikida, but what about Mr. Ranpo? Dazai Osamu didn't believe that Edogawa Ranpo couldn't see that his text message was not sent to him at all, and he still said it was true. And Kunikida-kun, what exactly is in your ideal? ? An ideal for a spouse? What does it have to do with him, Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu looked at the caller ID on the screen and decided to jump into the water. Otherwise, he would have a hard time explaining why he was so wet. When asked, he said that his phone had been soaked in water and he didn't know why the call was sent by mistake.

When Dazai Osamu woke up, he saw the face of Nakahara Chuuya in front of him. He spat out the remaining river water in his mouth without hesitation. He coughed twice and opened his mouth to say a sticky "Ah~ slug."

Nakahara Chuuya was sprayed in the face by the river water that was at the temperature of Dazai Osamu's mouth. Surprisingly, he was not angry at all. Instead, he put his coat on Dazai Osamu awkwardly.

From his angle, Dazai Osamu's lips were stained by the river water, and they looked delicate under the sunlight of the rising sun in Yokohama. The cough caused by choking just now made the corners of his eyes a little red. His clothes were obviously wet, and he should be said to be in a mess. But on him, there was a kind of fragmented beauty.

"You, this bluefin tuna, will kill yourself sooner or later." Nakahara Chuuya raised his hand to calm Dazai down. Seeing Dazai's expression of seeing a ghost, he was a little angry. It turned out that it was so unbelievable that he cared about this damn bluefin tuna.

Nakahara Chuuya sighed and casually sent a subordinate to buy a towel. But he actually got the upper hand to express his feelings. The gravity user who was famous in the world looked like a coward.

Putting the towel on Dazai's head, Nakahara Chuuya pulled Dazai up from the ground. "I still have a mission assigned by the leader. Go back and change your clothes to avoid catching a cold. I'll come find you later."

Dazai Osamu was wearing Nakahara Chuuya's coat and holding a towel. Just now, he looked at Chuuya's subordinates with his eyes almost popping out from behind his sunglasses. They all looked like newcomers. After all, there were few old-generation mafia members who didn't know Dazai Osamu.

I don't know what kind of expression I would have if I was fooled. Dazai Osamu was in a good mood, and even had the leisure to smile at the mafia member who just bought him a towel. Seeing the newcomer leaning slightly towards him at a loss, he probably thought he was some high-ranking member.

Dazai Osamu casually hung the used towel on the railing by the river. Before he took off Nakahara Chuuya's coat, he heard a very excited cheer.

"Mr. Dazai!" Nakajima Atsushi quickened his pace from a distance. Dazai saw Kunikida Doppo pushing up his glasses and walking behind him.

Logically speaking, this place was different from where he usually entered the water, so he shouldn't be found so quickly. Sure enough, behind the corner, he saw a leisurely, smiling Edogawa Ranpo.

Dazai Osamu raised his arm to greet the little tiger, and the coat that belonged to the mafia cadre, which was originally draped over his shoulders, slipped down lightly due to his action and happened to be placed on the railing together with the towel.

Almost as soon as he lowered his arm, a large coral fleece towel specially bought for him to enter the water was wrapped around him by Nakajima Atsushi. The young man wiped his still wet hair with the towel, "Mr. Dazai, please don't enter the water during this period. Although it is spring, the temperature is still a bit low."

Kunikida walked closer and nudged him forward uncomfortably, "We have a commission today, go back to the detective agency and change your clothes."

Dazai Osamu responded with a few words while smiling, then walked forward to the only person who understood, blinking helplessly.

Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes and winked at him. What a joke, who was he? The moment he saw the text message from Dazai Osamu, he knew that it was definitely not sent by Dazai Osamu when he was awake. After all, no one would let Dazai Osamu show weakness in front of him. After seeing that the text message was sent in the early morning, he basically guessed that Dazai Osamu was drunk, which was the most likely conclusion. After all, when Dazai Osamu left work last night, he walked in a different direction. This was the only way to rule out the possibility that he had secretly arranged it.

Maybe it's a group message. After all, Atsushi-kun was abnormally excited this morning. Although the little tiger is usually very diligent, he almost licked the floor of the entire detective agency this morning. And Kunikida-kun, the usually calm candidate for president, actually broke three pens this morning. He had read less than three lines of the document and kept glancing at the door.

But... Edogawa Ranpo's eyes flickered, and then he said in his usual cheerful tone, "Ah! Dazai! You were so shy that you didn't come to see Ranpo-sama all morning."

Ignoring Dazai Osamu's suddenly serious expression, Edogawa Ranpo continued, "Confessing via text message is really not your style, but Ranpo-sama will tolerate you."

Edogawa Ranpo pressed on, and after standing on the edge of a small flower bed, he touched Dazai Osamu's neck and said, "You are still sweating. You probably didn't eat anything last night."

He casually fed the snacks he brought to Dazai's mouth. Ignoring the incredulous looks of Kunikida Doppo and Nakajima Atsushi, Edogawa Ranpo put his arms around Dazai's waist, like a cat marking his territory.

"So... Mr. Ranpo also received it..." The first person to react was Nakajima Atsushi. Although he had a vague feeling that something was wrong when he received the text message, the ecstasy at that time still clouded his mind. He spoke with difficulty and looked at Kunikida Doppo at the same time. He was more certain of his thoughts.

"Hey, what are you talking about, Mr. Ranpo? What's the text message?" Dazai Osamu was worthy of being Dazai Osamu, and he swallowed the snack in his mouth obediently. He turned around and escaped from Edogawa Ranpo's arms. He pretended to be a little white flower in front of the three people, and even tilted his head. With that superior face, he really felt that others had wronged him, pitiful and wronged.

Kunikida stepped forward and grabbed Dazai Osamu, his face looking a little grim, "Anyway, let's go back to the detective agency and change clothes..."

"Take your hands off Mr. Dazai!" The next second, the black Rashomon appeared where Kunikida Doppo had just stood, cracking the ground.

Rashomon surrounded the area where Dazai was at lightning speed. Akutagawa Ryunosuke jumped down and fought with Nakajima Atsushi, who turned into a tiger as soon as he saw him. After Kunikida Doppo led Edogawa Ranpo away, he was about to join the battle, but found that Dazai Osamu had stood between them without him knowing when.

A bright white light came on and everything returned to calm.

Dazai Osamu's clothes were blown up by the wind, and his whole body was set off by the light generated by his supernatural power. "I didn't send any text messages. Yesterday was a good day to go into the water. I woke up in the early morning and went straight into the water."

Dazai Osamu smiled and shrugged, "Maybe it was sent by mistake."

Edogawa Ranpo lowered his detective hat. Here it comes again. Dazai Osamu's blood is full of lies, but he speaks the truth. They are all insignificant truths.

"That's it." Dazai Osamu clasped his hands together and made a crisp sound, "The weather is nice today, I've decided, let's skip work."

Kunikida Doppo did not pull him back as expected, but instead stood there very seriously, "Dazai, I like you."

Dazai Osamu paused.

The next person to react was Akutagawa Ryunosuke. The young man shouted impatiently, "Mr. Dazai! I have liked you for a long time!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke clenched his fist and said, "I will definitely try my best to make you accept me!"

Nakajima Atsushi was not to be outdone, "Mr. Dazai! I like you, too!"

The tiger boy glared at Akutagawa Ryunosuke fiercely and said, "I will work hard to grow up to be able to protect you!"

Edogawa Ranpo still had a smile on his face. "Ranpo-sama, the same is true."

Dazai Osamu did not look back and could be said to have fled in panic.

Dazai Osamu had almost no idea how he got here. When he came to his senses, there was a cold stone tablet in front of him.

As if relieved, Dazai Osamu no longer concealed the confusion in his eyes. He leaned against Oda Sakunosuke's tombstone and muttered to himself.

"Hey Odasaku, I'm here to see you again after a long time." He has been very busy recently and has been almost sleepless to deal with the combination and the rats.

"But I still solved it perfectly. Isn't it awesome, Odasaku?" He was stabbed by Fyodor and gambled with his own life.

"I really want to eat spicy curry, but it doesn't taste good without you." Because the person who was best at making spicy curry and Oda Sakunosuke were both dead.

"I had a drink with Ango yesterday." In fact, I don't hate Ango anymore, but we can't be the same as before. It's like losing two close friends. It's a big loss.

"Then I left." Then I got drunk, got caught in the rain, and ended up sleeping in the alley.

Dazai Osamu leaned against Oda Sakunosuke's tombstone and remained silent for a long time.

"Actually, I sent you a text message!" I don't know what to do except say these words to you.

Dazai Osamu shrank himself into an even smaller ball, and his 1.8-meter-tall figure was not as strong as the small tombstone.

"In the end, everyone except you received it." Dazai recalled the text messages he replied to, the girls' concern and the president's gentle care, as well as the awkward or frank expressions of those guys.

"But I am shamefully happy..." Dazai Osamu leaned his head against the stone tablet, stroking the abbreviation of his name on it.

Dazai Osamu had a dream. In the dream, Oda Sakunosuke gently stroked his hair. "I got it, Dazai."

"I like you, too." Oda Sakunosuke smiled and hugged him. "I'm also very happy that someone can finally interfere with your loneliness."

When Dazai Osamu came to his senses, Nakahara Chuuya was standing in front of him and patting his face.

"You are such a bastard, Mackerel." Nakahara Chuuya pressed his hat and pulled Dazai Osamu up from the ground. It was obvious that he was aware of the situation.

But if I could keep him... Nakahara Chuuya raised a nasty smile that Dazai Osamu was familiar with, "Go back to your fish tank."

Dazai Osamu saw the detective agency waiting for him outside the cemetery, and even the Akutagawa siblings were standing next to them.

Dazai Osamu, live well for me! Being loved by so many people, you will definitely be held back!