disqualified hero

"Have you awakened your abilities?"

"No? No, it's also possible that you haven't discovered it yet."

"There is a saying that when a person encounters an accident, the potential in the body will be stimulated. I heard that you have a good relationship with the teacher and Zechuan."

"..."

"Really, you go first."

"Click——" the door panel and the door frame were tightly attached together. Shuji Tsushima did not stop outside the office of Haraemon, but walked in the other direction. According to his daily habits, it was time to visit his mother next. .There was no expression on his face, neither joy nor sorrow could be seen. The two maids walked in this direction together and met him. They stopped immediately, clasped their hands together in front of their abdomen, and their necks drooped slightly. Bow and say hello: "Young master."

"Good morning." Shuji Tsushima's mouth curled up, showing an elegant smile. This expression should not look like fish or fish on other children, but it is just right for him to do it. To describe the son of a famous family.

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The two maids looked quite polite, and Shuji Tsushima bowed even after he left, until he walked around the corner for a while, but his waist still hadn't straightened up. After about half a minute, he guessed that Shuji Tsushima had gone far before standing up. Seeing no one around, we chatted about what we saw and felt just now.

"The young master still looks the same, even his expression doesn't change. Could it be that he really doesn't feel anything?"

"You didn't see it. It was only mediocre yesterday. When his teacher died, it was said that he lifted the white cloth to look at the body."

"what."

"I was there at the time, and I was about to faint from fright. The young master didn't even change his expression." The older woman said mysteriously, "I heard that he laughed at that time."

"Laugh, laugh?"

The servant woman described the non-existent things vividly, as if she saw them on the spot: "I didn't say that, the young master is not like a mortal. I have been here for many years, and I have never even seen him cry. Butler Zechuan told him It’s very good, it’s not like a normal person.” He said, “Which one of the ordinary children does not cry when they see it, he is neither frightened nor sad.”

"..."

"I've heard people say that some people are abnormal from an early age."

"So I did hear about it."

"Yes, you also think he looks alike, right?"

"Um……"

"It's like being possessed by a demon."

The servant woman said mysteriously: "It's rare that the two people who were kind to him died, and the wife was also lingering on the sick bed. Didn't you see that Ah Chong was sick? This situation would have been a disaster in ancient times."

It is a disaster and an evil spirit. I am afraid that the Buddha will not be able to save him when he comes. Similar rumors have already spread among the servants at home. On the surface, when they saw Shuji Tsushima, they were respectful, but they didn’t know why behind the scenes. Gossip, coupled with Tsushima Haraemon's strange attitude towards him, all of the above combined, even the servants are reluctant to approach him.

[. ]

Shuji Tsushima stood behind the wall, listening to the two women's conversation quietly, his face was blank, laughing, crying, human emotions, all of which could not be seen from his face.

He probably wasn't like this before, butler Zechuan and the others could still get Shuji Tsushima's unfailing smile, but at some point, he seemed to only be able to fake a smile.

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……

"Last night, there was a non-stop ringing in the corridor. What happened?" Her mother was supported in a wheelchair. Her body was very weak and she couldn't see. Since before, I was trapped in a small courtyard.Shuji Tsushima heard from others that his mother didn't go out much after marrying into the Tsushima family.

It was the same with her. She rarely left the boudoir. Her mother was a young lady from other places in Aomori. She went to a girls' school since she was a child, and she had never seen a man. Shimabara Youemon married in, became his wife, and gave birth to Shuji Tsushima early.

She is still young now, she is only in her twenties, and she has a beautiful face, but looking at the profile of his wife, it seems that this woman has passed her whole life.

Most people who cannot see can have more sensitive hearing, and the same is true for my wife. She also has neurasthenia, and the slightest sound will affect her sleep.

The strong servant who took care of her mother saw that the sun was shining today, so she carried her into a wheelchair. When Shuji Tsushima arrived, she had already basked in the sun for a while.

"It's not a big deal." He wrote lightly, "If you really want to compare it, it should be similar to the appearance of cherry blossoms falling into the soil after the rain." The wife is a person who is familiar with classics, "The life of a samurai is the same as that of cherry blossoms. , after a moment of splendor, it quickly withers." Of course she understood, so she showed a pitiful expression and said, "That's really tragic."

That being said, he didn't even ask who died.

The two stayed together quietly for a while, letting the spring wind blow on their faces, which was not very warm but still gentle. Shuji Tsushima asked in a voice softer than the wind: "Is it really so good?" Maybe he didn't want to ask his wife, maybe he just wanted to ask himself, and wanted to question Tsushima Haraemon, whom he hated from the bottom of his heart.

Mother answered.

"Supernatural powers, of course, are good." She answered very firmly, "I didn't realize this truth until a long time ago. Gods had planned everything when they created humans. You can't have what you want. I know what I have." She said, "Even the supernatural powers that are useless will come in handy one day, so don't doubt Haraemon-san on this matter alone, Shuji." She Say, in the loving tone of a mother, "He's doing it for you."

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Shuji Tsushima's lips trembled a few times, even though he knew his mother couldn't see him, he still smiled quietly: "Okay."

"That's right, Mr. Xiuzhi." She said, "No matter what, we love you."

……

Ah Chong's illness has eased.

Except for some coughing, she is basically in good health, but she wears a medical mask to prevent saliva from flying around.

The relationship between Ah Zhong and his wife is not very good. One of them is the person who gave birth to Shuji Tsushima, and the other is the person who actually raised him. If we use the modern relationship to describe the relationship between the biological mother and the adoptive mother, there will be occasional births between the biological mother and the adoptive mother. They probably all have gaps and quarrels. Those who want to monopolize the child and want him to be alone, if they open up their secret thoughts, they will have similar thoughts.

She heard what happened last night, Tsujima Shuji just came out from his wife, she hurried to the door to guard, saw the figure of the child, presumptuously took him into her arms, there was no one around, even if she saw They are also under Ah Zhong's management, and they absolutely dare not make small reports.

Shuji Tsushima only felt that he had fallen into a warm embrace. Ah Chong was similar in age to his mother, but he was not yet thirty, but he looked very maternal. The flesh in her palm was well maintained and soft, but the joints were thick , thick calluses are also seen in the fixed parts.In order to keep warm, she wore thick clothes, and even through Shuji Tsushima, she could smell the unique fragrance of women.

Ah Zhong didn't speak, just stood quietly for a while with the intimacy that a mother and child would have, and finally said: "It's all over." She repeated, "It's all over."

"Actually——" Shuji Tsushima said, "It's not a big deal. Mr. Housekeeper walked away in his sleep, very peacefully. He was already in old age, and he was not sure when he should leave. A few days earlier Playing for a few days doesn’t make much difference.” He emphasized, “Compared to worrying about this, Ah Chong should rest more, I am more worried about your body, I said before that I would take me to Mutsu to catch crabs, if my health is not good Wake up, I'm going to miss the most delicious time for sea crabs." He said almost coquettishly, "I really want to eat crabs."

Hearing Shuji Tsushima's words, Ah Chong almost shed tears, her nose was sore.

"Don't worry." Ah Zhong said, "I will protect you, I will definitely protect you."

[unnecessary. ]

[no. ]

"What is the protection of the Ministry of Protection, no one wants to hurt me at all." Tsushima Shuji said with a smile, "If you want me to live well, Ah Zhong just needs to take care of his body, as long as there is a beautiful lady like you With me, what is there to be unhappy about?"

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The Tsushima family is very large, with more houses. Specifically, there are about 99 and a half rooms. This figure probably has some meaning, but no one cares about it until now.

There are also many people in the family, except for the master, there are servants, but there are far fewer than 99 people. What's more, most people are concentrated in the main house, and few people care about the side courtyard.

Shuji Tsushima is very familiar with his family. He has good hearing and eyesight and extraordinary wisdom, but it is too easy to avoid people's eyes and ears. He sneaked into a small courtyard and walked around a bamboo forest. There is a small house here, and there are four rooms there. With a toilet, Shuji Tsushima walked in, did not forget to lock the door, then squatted down, vomited into the toilet, almost vomited out his intestines.

[It's disgusting, it's disgusting, it's disgusting, it's disgusting]

He often wonders what is the meaning of life and what is the meaning of death. Living in the world is a very difficult thing. From this point of view, all those who are still active and persistent are worthy of admiration, but die?He is not capable for the time being, there are so many people who say they love him, and if a person wants to die, no one can tell him "you can live", that's what Shuji Tsushima thinks.

He lived in the mansion, and he would show a smiling face to everyone. The ridicule had been circulating in his intestines several times, but he didn't know who to say it to. The servants avoided him, thinking that he was the embodiment of disaster, and stayed by his side. People say they love him again, and they used to be able to say trivial sarcastic things to the professor and show a dead face to the housekeeper, and now even they are gone.

He lives very depressed.

It is said that many people love him, but he is not pleasant at all.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Bang bang bang-"

Someone is knocking on the door.

He heard a very familiar voice, but he couldn't remember where he heard it: "Is there anyone in there? I'm a little anxious."

Shuji Tsushima washed down the disgusting thing, turned his head and put on a calm but slightly smiling face and replied: "Right away."

He opened the door, but found no one outside the house.

……

Miss Keiko doesn't like Osamu Dazai very much.

The man in front of you is said to have real materials, but you just need to look at his boneless appearance in the armchair, and you have to have doubts: He is obviously a man with a pretty face, can he really help me solve my problem?

Unexpectedly, he was still very slutty, the waitress in kimono put drinks on a tray, and he wanted to grab someone's hand and act coquettishly: "This is the most delicious coffee I've ever had, is there any secret recipe for marmalade? "

In a rural area like Aomori, even young girls are very shy, but within a few days, Osamu Dazai pissed off Miss Tachibana in the café, who immediately pulled out her hand and said, "No , it’s just coffee ground from an ordinary coffee machine.” Miss Tangerine’s expression was a little horrified, “Please don’t disturb my work, Mr. Dazai, and after drinking this cup, please make up the money you owed on credit a few days ago. You're an adult, Mr. Dazai, don't pretend to be a half-grown boy." She left a final piercing blow, "You are not cute at all."

[Credit?This era?Just kidding! ] Keiko wrote her distrust on her face, looking at Osamu Dazai with terrified eyes, her hand was subconsciously touching the cell phone in her pocket, and she was about to take it out to call the police at any time.

She believes that there is a good chance that she has been defrauded.

"Wait, wait." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and pressed down, and said in a soothing gesture, "Trust me a little bit Keiko-chan, as I said before, I'm not a liar, and the matter you asked me to investigate has almost come to light gone."

"Please call me Miss Keiko." She said numbly.

[The truth is revealed?Are you kidding, you have only been investigating for a few days, do you have 48 hours for two full days?Tell me now that you know everything and it's even more suspicious, right?And what is the name of Keiko sauce, vomit. ] She has already complained in her heart.

"However, there is one more thing to prove at the end." Osamu Dazai said, "Keiko-chan's mother has been sick in bed these days, right?" He said, "Can I visit that lady for a while?"

……

"I'm back, Mom." Keiko closed the door, groped for a while on the wall of the entrance, and turned on the light.

There were three or two slight responses from inside the door, and no one with the best ears could hear what she said. Miss Huizi's mother, let's call her Ms. Hua, is in very bad health now, and she can't even make a loud voice. Can't send it out.

"Have you checked with a doctor?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"I checked, but I didn't find the specific reason. I only said that the decline in resistance caused some complications unique to the season change." Keiko said, "He said that it was probably caused by the mother's excessive grief, and people experienced severe mental fluctuations. It often happens afterwards.”

Osamu Dazai was noncommittal.

"Mom, I brought my friend back." Keiko said as lightly as possible, "He's coming to visit you." After speaking, she whispered to Dazai, "Be careful not to scare Mom." She said, "The doctor said she Nerves are compressed, and vision has declined a lot in a short period of time, of course, it can be recovered theoretically as long as the body is well maintained after this period of time."

"She may not see you clearly."

"Understood." Dazai waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Keiko-chan."

"Everyone said they want to call me Miss Huizi." She corrected her almost weakly.

The woman was thin and small, lying on the bed, she was not asleep, when Keiko walked into the room, she made a sleepy voice: "You are back, Keiko."

"I'm back, mother."

"I had a dream just now," she said. "I dreamed of Mr. Zenjin. He was standing with Ms. Shizumizu, and a woman in a kimono approached behind them, with a knife pinned to her waist."

"It's just a dream, Mom." Keiko said, "Don't worry too much."

Yesterday and the day before yesterday, my mother had similar dreams, and Miss Jingshui and the woman with the knife would definitely appear.

I have been dreaming for a few days.

"I'm sorry." Dazai seemed very interested in this topic, "What about the woman with the knife, Ma'am, do you remember?"

"Ah, you are Keiko's friend." She seemed to feel that it was impolite for her to lie down, and she wanted to struggle to get up, but Keiko stopped her, "It's okay, Mom." She said, "Don't force yourself."

"I'm sorry, I'm rude." After saying this, she began to answer Dazai's question, "I, I actually don't remember clearly, but I know that the woman has long hair, wears a kimono, and her eyes are not very good. Same." She said a crucial sentence, "She has no pupils."

Dazai said: "Hey, that's it." He squatted down, and he did the thing that made Keiko gnash her teeth at her. He raised Ms. Hua's long and thin finger, put it on his lips and tapped it lightly, like Knight of the West, "Thank you very much for your help."

"Click——" Huizi suddenly heard something, which was very clear but seemed to be coming from the sky.

"Oh." Ms. Hua exhaled not so weakly, only to feel that the discomfort and powerlessness that had lingered on her body for several days were swept away.

Extraordinary ability, disqualification in the world.

……

nine years ago.

"I see." The young Mr. Tsushima Haraemon was sitting in the tea room. He was actually quite young and handsome, but he looked very mature because of the usual serious expression on his face.Before his father died, he had arranged a marriage for the two sons, but the younger son's marriage naturally fell through. No one knew where he was, and his life and death were unknown.

Mr. Haraemon was very concerned about his own marriage, and only after his elder passed away, he paid a visit to his in-laws.There is no need to worry about appearance and family background, the woman is also from the Aomori family, and he cares more about other aspects.

"What kind of supernatural power is it?" He made no secret of his purpose. Many ancient families who made their fortunes by supernatural powers are like this. Modern technology clearly proves that supernatural powers have little to do with genetics, but they still firmly believe that special power lies in In his bloodline, he would even raise a few lovers with low bloodlines but with supernatural powers for this purpose.

"It's a relatively common but powerful supernatural ability." The other party proudly narrated, "Yasha."

Tsushimaharaemon's eyes widened.

"Different from using Yaksha directly, the little girl can turn her soul into Yaksha. I don't understand the specific method. Anyway, there is no reason for the supernatural ability." Miss, is also the only one!"

"Yes, yes!" Haraemon muttered to himself as if broken, "It's quite a wonderful ability."

……

"Hum hum hum~"

"Hum hum hum~"

Tachibana dropped the tray heavily on the table in front of Osamu Dazai, and his actions were full of dissatisfaction, as if to say, "Stop singing, if you sing again, I'll pour coffee on your face."

"Don't sing anymore, if you sing again, I'll splash coffee in your face." He actually said it.

"Well, relax a little bit, Marmalade." Dazai swayed his legs back and forth, he was obviously an adult in terms of body shape, but because of his handsome face, he seemed naive when he did this movement He is innocent and cute, and when older women see him, they will definitely want to hold him in their arms.

Tachibana is about the same age as Dazai, of course it is impossible to have motherhood, she just snorted coldly, her eyes became more fierce.

"Anyway, there are not too many people in the coffee shop. Besides me, there is only one customer at the back, right. The manager doesn't mind too much. My singing voice is pretty nice."

The store manager is a kind old man, and he even nodded in agreement when he heard Dazai's words. As for Tachibana, the words "shameless" have already been carved on his face.

"Two days ago, I discovered a very interesting thing." He pretended to be mysterious and raised a finger in front of his lips, "I saw Yasha."

[Yasha?Is this man talking about some fantasy story? ]

The store manager answered, "Is it the one in Buddhism?"

"It's just a supernatural ability." Tachibana said, "Aren't there many strange supernatural power users in this world?"

"Yakshas are evil spirits in Buddhism." Dazai said with a smile, "But in this country, people always think that yakshas are women, and women who have strong jealousy and hatred in life will turn into yakshas in their souls after death. Retaliation, even supernatural powers have legends of a similar origin.”

He blinked mysteriously: "From another angle, it can be said that Yaksha is made of female souls."

"Boring." Tachibana sneered.

Dazai was not shocked and said: "However, there is another saying that because yakshas are ghosts, and ghosts have no pupils, so if they are transformed into yakshas alive, that woman's eyesight will get worse and worse during her lifetime. After the body is almost blind, the body of the next life will form." He said, "Probably such a story."

Fukuzawa Yukichi sitting behind him was as motionless as a mountain.

It was as if nothing had been heard.

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[Dear Mr. O:

When I heard the child throwing himself up in a remote corner today, I suddenly felt pity, and even thought, "Compared to myself, he might be a little more miserable."

I can show my abnormality, because Miss S is also the same person, ah, Miss S is my mother, but his mother, his father, and everyone around him are distorted, but they don’t seem to be Terrible twist.Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Even so, I won't make a move, because this is what he has to go through. In order to overcome death and become a person who can't even kill himself, he must endure a hundred times more hardships than ordinary people.

I survived like this, so must he.

You are talking nonsense again D]

……

"Shuji."

It was another restless night, and my father stood outside his bedroom door.

"Clean up." He said calmly, "Your mother has gone."