How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

A vinegar brewing method.

[Singing that can soothe the soul. 】

Hyakkimaru held the phone to his ear, the female voice was blurred, and he was frustrated to find that the recording effect was not good.

Far less ethereal and gentle than the dream.

For the first time because of his singing, he dreamed of Dororo, the outline faded, but it was the image of a girl with short hair.The other party's slender hands were bound with bandages, which were wrapped around the back of the hands, as if they were beating in white light, responding to the singing, "she" smiled and watched herself among the flowers, and the scent was the breath of the other party.

"Pick off the white flowers and send them to Iraqi."

"White flowers like snow don't mind."

"Bai Hua, Bai Hua, don't be in Yi Ren's heart."

"Yiren is as bright as the moon."

【Yiren is as bright as the moon...】

Hyakkimaru couldn't help substituting himself and Dororo, and was moved by this gentle singing.

His eyes looked at Dororo.

When he first met, the clean and pure white flame of life lit up in front of him.

now……

His mind is about to close.

[Dororo, your flame of life in the mountains and forests is just a little bit of gray red in the green bushes! 】

Hyakkimaru felt that Dororo's innocence was crumbling, tried to save it, and handed Dororo the phone.Osamu Dazai listened to it without any feeling. There was a lot of noise, and he asked, "Can't you hear clearly?"

Hyakkimaru nodded, then shook his head again.

Osamu Dazai said, "It's just a folk song, and it's also in my world. I'll play it for you when I go back."

Seeing that the phone was about to run out of battery, Osamu Dazai took it back.

[I want to listen to it again. 】

Hyakkimaru feels very lucky to be able to hear such soul-washing songs after recovering his hearing.

He took Dororo's hand and put it on his ear. He was not good at expressing words, but he liked it anyway. He liked Dororo and he also liked songs.Seeing this, Osamu Dazai understood that the other party wanted to listen to a better recorded version, and said inexplicably: "There are many songs in my world, this one is not bad, why did you fall in love with this song?"

[Because it made me dream of you, Dororo in the dream is so cute. 】

"Is Hyakkimaru acting like a baby to me?"

【yes. 】

"Say it."

Osamu Dazai induced Hyakkimaru to speak, not wanting the other party to be immersed in the past world.

Ai Ai during the Hundred Ghost Pills: "Much... Luo Luo... sing..."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He shot himself in the foot.

Osamu Dazai said dryly, "I can't sing."

[Dororo's voice is nice, and his singing must be nice too. 】Hakkimaru firmly believes that there is no girl who can't sing. Dororo's voice is sweet, with a faint tingling feeling, which is definitely suitable for such a gentle song.

Hyakkimaru is already looking forward to Dororo's singing.

Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost. The so-called Yi people are on the water side.

He went through hardships and met Dororo in another world. It was fate and coincidence. Even if there was someone more beautiful than Dororo's flame of life standing in front of him, he could no longer be his sweetheart.

Osamu Dazai died of fish eyes.

Before he used all kinds of evasion methods, Hyakkimaru picked a wild flower for him and handed it to his face. It was an unknown wild flower with white flowers and red stamens and a very faint fragrance.It is the white flower in the singing, symbolizing the pure feelings blooming in the heart, the miracle of the meeting of two worlds, only this flower was given to him.

He has always lived in the heart of Hyakkimaru. If there is no indulgence, his soul may still be white.

However, going back in time, he still doesn't regret killing GSS.

Just use a better method.

"..." Osamu Dazai picked it up, put it under his nose and smelled the fragrance, his eyes were filled with helplessness.

Smell will become a deeper memory than pictures.

Accompanied by the accompaniment of the battery countdown of the mobile phone, Osamu Dazai began to recite the lyrics and performed the most difficult singing in his life: "Ah... ah... take off the red flowers and send them to Yiren..." He didn't learn false sounds for a long time. It's okay to speak as usual, but as soon as I sing, it starts to be full of loopholes, and my voice is erratic, with a soft loli voice for a while, and a small juvenile voice for a while, and there are even out-of-pitch mixed in it.

[Great, Dororo is singing! 】

Hyakkimaru listened carefully to Dororo's singing for himself, it doesn't really matter whether it sounds good or not.

He swore that he would never dislike her, this was his wife...

I will never dislike...

absolutely not...

Do not……

On the mountainside of the barren mountain, the chirping birds in the forest were scared away again, with the sound of flapping wings.

——The truth in the world, his Dororo is tone deaf.

Osamu Dazai seemed to have opened the door to a new world. He was very embarrassed at first, his voice was very low, he squeezed his throat and tried to pull back the tone, imitating the unknown girl.But in the end, he let himself go, running further and further away... Isn't the so-called singing just about singing to the fullest and having fun?

Hyakkimaru's face was dull.

Hyakkimaru began to tremble.

Hyakkimaru couldn't quit, so he was forced to enter the live broadcast room and accept the folk songs adapted by Dororo.

【Dororo, calm down!That's obviously not how the song is sung! 】

【What is the original song...】

【Ah... I can't remember...】

Help! ! !

He didn't die under the noise of nature and the demon god, he was going to die in the hands of Dororo!

Ears... almost finished...

The figure of Hyakkimaru shrank smaller and smaller, his hands did not dare to cover his ears, pinching his earlobe, the flame of life in his heart was burning rhythmically, falling into a happy atmosphere towards the indescribable beat.

The single was repeated several times, and Osamu Dazai smacked his mouth with unsatisfied satisfaction.

The phone is dead.

However, seeing Hyakkimaru's desperate expression, Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks, helped him cover his ears, and then hugged the black-haired boy sitting under the tree into his arms, letting the other person's head rest on his chest.

"I've said I'm not very good at singing, but if you insist on listening, I'm not omnipotent."

Hyakkimaru, who was mentally attacked, listened to Dororo's heartbeat, and the feeling of being at a loss disappeared.

He obediently leaned against Dororo's position close to his heart.

So flimsy.

Such a thin Dororo.

"Do you want to rub it?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I heard it will grow bigger."

For a moment, Hyakkimaru, who was immersed in pure love, had reddened ears, and couldn't look directly at Dororo, who had turned yellow. How could he touch a girl casually!

"What a pity."

Dazai Osamu teasingly said to Hyakkimaru who was seen and touched without knowing it.

"Hyakkimaru is not interested in me."

Under the bathrobe, the dark brown-haired boy was covered with reusable bandages, which were changed once a day. Medicine was applied to the surface of the skin. The scars caused by modern suicides had scarred and become part of his body.

He was trying to fade the scars.

Osamu Dazai was hugged tightly by Hyakkimaru, who smelled of medicine, and heard the other party call: "Dororo..."

"I'm interested in... Dororo..."

"what."

"Together..."

"Okay."

It can only be said that he deserves to be an ancient Japanese boy who supports early birth and early childbearing.

Osamu Dazai liked this openness.

The wish of Hyakkimaru is the wish of Dazai Osamu, together with the singing and this life that has not yet seen the end.

in the afternoon.

In the abandoned temple on the top of the barren hill, two "passers-by" who settled temporarily were ushered in.

Several orphans with missing hands and feet looked around in the temple, looking curiously at the boy who was similar but different from them. Hyakkimaru’s body was deformed with the naked eye. His hands and right foot were incomplete, but the "" "Perfect" distanced him from the orphans—he was gripping because of his disability.

The "simpleness" and "dust" accumulated on Hyakkimaru's body for many years were carefully brushed away by Osamu Dazai.

Dazai Osamu is the illusion brought by the bandages, and there is no sense of disobedience in blending into the disabled group. Looking at the thick bandages on his right eye, anyone will think that he is blind in one eye.

"It's like this. We heard the singing on the mountainside. Hyakkimaru really wanted to meet the person who sang..." Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on the wooden board, his lively posture contrasted with the quietly sitting Hyakkimaru.

"You must be talking about sister Mio!" said a boy with disheveled hair.

"Is sister Mio back?" a girl timidly asked her partner.

"I came back to rest in the morning, and left quickly in the afternoon." Using branches as limbs, the orphans who lacked hands and feet talked about the girl named "Mei Xu", who raised them and gave them this shelter from wind and rain. "Sister Mio told us not to worry, and said that we make more money at night."

How rare it is for children who come together in suffering, simple smiles and childish conversations.

After Dazai heard it, his eyes remained unchanged.

He turned back to Hyakkimaru and said, "Hyakkimaru, she's not here, shall we wait until the next day?"

Hyakkimaru's heart and eyes are full of pure white flames of life, and he nodded in a subtle way, thinking: [Dororo's body is not feeling well, there is an eaves to stay here, so you don't need to be outside to catch the cold. 】

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, smiled and took out a coin and put it on the ground.

"This is our overnight fee."

The boy with disheveled hair froze for a moment, couldn't move his eyes, swallowed and said, "No, you don't look very well, and Sister Meixu won't let us charge the money. Stay."

Osamu Dazai said: "The price I offered is very reasonable, and I won't take it back. Accept it."

He whispered another sentence in his heart.

[I don’t worry about you for the sake of Hyakkimaru. 】

After discussing with the other orphans, they hesitated to accept the precious coin.They looked enviously at the rich Osamu Dazai, who took the initiative to prepare food for the two guests at night. Mio's biggest wish is to collect enough money to buy a house so that everyone no longer needs to live in a dilapidated house. in the temple.

after awhile.

"Big brother's name is Hyakkimaru, so... what about you, sister?"

"Dororo."

In the world of Hyakkimaru, Osamu Dazai is his Dororo, the gray flame he embraces to sleep.

The orphans kindly left the most spacious place for the guests who stayed overnight, and went outside to wash clothes, mop the floor, and do physical work within their ability, and the children who were playing were discussing in low voices.

"Is Dororo my sister..."

"It's a bit like a brother...it should be a sister."

"It's not the same as Mio-san... she wears black clothes, and her hair is so short..."

"But it's beautiful..."

"I think sister Mio looks the best in red."

Hyakkimaru with sharp ears pulled Dazai Osamu's sleeve, and Dazai asked after thinking, "Are you curious about these children?" Hyakkimaru shook his head, unable to see the specific appearance of the children at all. From the outside, it can be seen that there are some defects, and they are not as "sound in limbs" as normal children.

What Hyakkimaru cared about was the description they said, Dororo seemed to be wearing the clothes Shoukai gave him.He thought it would look good, but the children said that he was not as good-looking as the other one.

"Dororo, the clothes." Shouldn't it be more colorful and good-looking?

"The clothes are pretty good." It was just taken by him and adapted a little with the needles and threads found in the clinic.

"Red." Hyakkimaru said.

"..." Osamu Dazai went through reading comprehension, and he murmured, "I'm not suitable for red, and in Hyakkimaru's opinion, red is a sinful color."

Hyakkimaru wants Dororo to look better: "White?"

Osamu Dazai had strange eyes, thinking of a certain kind of white clothes, and spit out the word: "White Wugou?"

Hyakkimaru didn't understand, and looked at him innocently.

Osamu Dazai firmly said: "Don't think about it, it's impossible, what kind of dream are you dreaming about? It's almost the same if you wear Bai Wugou, your hair is longer than mine, and your appearance is more suitable than mine!"

He pushed away the face that Hyakkimaru wanted to rub against, but his strength was not as strong as the opponent's, and he was thrown down.

Their foreheads collided with their foreheads, and the two suffered pain.

"what……"

Osamu Dazai let out a humiliating moan, and squeezed out words through his teeth: "Hyakkimaru, aren't you afraid of pain?"

Of course Hyakkimaru is afraid of pain, he is more afraid of Dororo not marrying him than pain.

"Together."

Dororo, you personally agreed.

"It was you who married me."

Osamu Dazai clung to the bottom line in this regard, and did not allow Hyakkimaru to turn him into a new wife.

"Can't understand."

Hyakkimaru answered neatly and flexibly mastered a lot of commonly used expressions in a few days. Osamu Dazai expressed doubts about his "doesn't understand" and was pressed to the floor and couldn't move, gritted his teeth secretly.

This guy is countless times more difficult than the little dwarf!

Osamu Dazai said aggrievedly: "Anada~."

In an instant, Hyakkimaru's strength relaxed, and was instantly killed by these words.

Osamu Dazai turned over and sat on the opponent's body, locked his joints, removed his hands, and used his knees to support the bottom.

He persecuted Hyakkimaru viciously.

"Tell me, where did you know so many strange words? Saiki Kusuo? Or your adoptive father? You didn't find me immediately after you recovered your hearing. Are you going to listen to how I speak?"

Whoever said that Hyakkimaru is stupid and sweet, the other party is smarter than anyone else when he should be smart, and has a keen intuition.

Fortunately, I discovered the newborn ears immediately.

Otherwise it's over!

【C-I don't have it. 】

Hyakkimaru panicked for a second, calmed down, and carefully bent his right leg to signal Dororo to move away the knee that was pressing on the lower abdomen, you can't press on this part of a man.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, lowered his eyes to watch his every move that was a little frightened.

"Obviously...Hyakkimaru is more delicious."

He let go of the suppression, put his hands back, and lay down next to the other person. Hyakkimaru also forgot the nervousness just now, and got up to find the futon, not wanting him to lie on the wooden board, "Dororo, you can't... sleep."

Osamu Dazai lazily said, "You can be my cushion."

Hyakkimaru put the cloak on Dazai Osamu, picked him up, and put him on his lap.

Outside, the orphans were refreshed in their views on love, and they covered their mouths with blushes.

Is this what happened between husband and wife?

"Good, very intense."

"My arm is gone, my sister is amazing."

"I really hope sister Mio can find such a husband..."

"I will."

"Sister Mio is a good person, and this Sister Dororo is also a good person. A good person must be rewarded with good things."

"After saving enough money, we will have a big house..."

Dreamless night.

June passed, and the midsummer July came, and the waterless moon became Wenyue.

"Pick off the red flower and give it to Yiren..."

Accompanied by humming songs, a long-haired girl in red clothes came up the steps in front of the temple. Before seeing the orphans, she stopped singing and was surprised to see a strange disabled boy sitting on the top of the steps.

Hyakkimaru sat there with his chin resting on his hands, he was in a daze, but he looked over after hearing the singing.

His gray-brown pupils were empty, and he saw the other party in his mind.

——The pure white flame.

[Sure enough, someone with such ethereal singing voice must be a good person. 】

Hyakkimaru stepped up the steps and walked down, wanting to speak, but was stumped by a long sentence in Japanese.

"It sounds good."

He simply praised each other.

This is the song to be recorded with a mobile phone, and it can be played on a loop every day.

Mio covered her mouth, the guard in her eyes dissipated, she looked at Hyakkimaru with clear and kind eyes, and after confirming that the other party was a young boy who hadn't grown up, she asked softly, "Are you saying that my singing voice is nice?"

Hyakkimaru nodded, pointing at the eyes with his prosthetic hand.

"I can't see, but I can hear."

[Please don't be afraid of me. 】

"Be careful of the steps, I'll take you up there."

Mei Xu felt a little pity for him, her body was no longer so tired, and she wanted to hold his hand and take him back.

Hyakkimaru couldn't react fast enough to the kind-hearted man, and his hand was held.

【Well. 】

Behind him, he suddenly felt a gust of cold air rushing up, trying to tear him apart.

Hyakkimaru used the fastest speed in his life to pull out the hand held by Mio, opened the distance, his feet almost lost his footing, and saw the side task of refreshing the system window in his mind——

[Sub-quest 1: Encounter with first love Mio (completed). 】

[Task Reward: Increase rating. 】

【what? ! 】

[Is there such a thing as a first love in my script? ? ? 】

He thought that in such a bleak life, he was extremely lucky to meet the heroine and Dororo. How could he have thought that he would have a female number two after being incomplete like this!

This abuse of the mainstream script is wrong!

Dazai Osamu smiled when he went to wash the replacement bandage in the morning, his hands turned white from rubbing, his eyes were about to be stabbed in Hyakkimaru's body.He felt that he was holding the script of "virtuous wife" and accidentally saw the heroine of "husband" meeting other women in private.

"Hyakkimaru, the singing voice is very nice."

Waiting to go back.

He will use his mobile phone to sing to you on a loop every day, making you sleep in hell.

—— Osamu Dazai had a lemon.

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Is the vinegar essence in this chapter delicious?

Osamu Dazai: I brought you to record, not to chase stars!

Hyakkimaru: I don't have woo woo.

Osamu Dazai: Holding a girl's hand behind my back?

Hyakkimaru: Wronged!

Dazai Osamu: It seems that you don't need to record, you can listen to my singing every day when you go back.

Hundred Ghost Pills petrified.

Dazai Osamu: So happy, it seems that I don't need to worry about you.

Hyakkimaru: Dororo, don't do this...

Osamu Dazai: Let me guess how many words you have understood and how many times you have pretended in front of me.

Hyakkimaru shut up.