Yokohama old father writes book daily

Because of the proximity to the sea, the sea breeze can take away all the dirty air, and the sky in Yokohama is always very clear blue.

The car of the Ferris wheel swayed slightly in the sea breeze, like a cruise ship in the lake.

Through the window, you can see the solemn and dark Ganghei Building, and you can also see the tourist-filled complex; you can see the densely trafficked Harbor Bridge, and you can also see the Yokohama Harbor with many docks.

Clearly, all he could see at a glance was the beautiful landscape that would open up the body and mind, but Osamu Dazai only cared about smelling a little sourness from the aroma of the tofu, and couldn't help but wonder if he had let the tofu go bad.

The two paper figures had no choice but to crawl out of Oda Sakunosuke's pockets and sit cross-legged on the seat because they were asked questions by name.

Sakata Gintoki put his fingers on the drawn nostrils, pretending to hold his booger.Kagura got a pencil from nowhere, and drew sunglasses on his face with his backhand.

It seems that the two pieces of paper are real tourists, and their attitudes are quite relaxed.

In order to speak clearly, Oda Sakunosuke also spat out the hard tofu in his mouth: "I remember Miss A Miao is Xinbaji's older sister?"

This "remember" refers to the fact that he remembers Sakata Gintoki's description, but he doesn't remember A Miao.

Sakata Gintoki nodded indiscriminately, and replied: "Well, it's really unbearable to look back on. The scrambled eggs made by A Miao are real biochemical weapons. It is said that some people saw their mother in heaven as soon as they took a bite."

Kagura choked his throat with his hand, slanted his mouth and squinted his eyes, and performed the poisoned state very vividly.

Osamu Dazai imagined it, and found it unimaginable.Thinking that Oda Saku would actually eat this kind of food made me feel even more uncomfortable.

In fact, Oda Sakunosuke is not feeling well now, because if he were the Dazai in the past, he would have to look forward to saying that he wants to know Miss A Miao at this time, and then he will rush to eat scrambled eggs, or drag Miss A Miao to die in love .

But the current Dazai did not show any interest in seeking death.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't think that Dazai was out of his mind.

"So what happened after Oda-san ate the scrambled eggs?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously.

Sakata Gintoki showed a sad expression: "We are almost going to attend Oda Saku's funeral."

Kagura immediately lay down, stuck out her tongue vigorously, and exaggeratedly performed a dead body stiffened in C position.

"Is it poisoning?" Oda Sakunosuke guessed.It's hard to describe what it's like to hear someone tell a story about your near-death, and not know anything about it. "So I offended Ms. A Miao before, and she wanted to poison me?"

"No." Sakata Gintoki was even more distressed, "She just likes to cook and share it with us."

"That's right, I don't remember at all." The red-haired man showed a strange expression.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai suddenly smiled: "Hahaha, A Miao is such an interesting lady, there must be many suitors behind her, right?"

"If gorilla stalkers count, there is one."

"Is that so, so you are not from Yokohama, right?" Dazai Osamu didn't intend to delve into what the gorilla was referring to, his smiling eyes were slightly lowered, and suddenly became darker. "How did you meet Oda-san?"

Sakata Gintoki lay down carelessly on his side, propped his head on one hand, and replied casually: "I just met on the road one day, so I just got to know each other casually."

Kagura replied: "Of course we are not Aru from Yokohama, we are said Aru from the Aru people from the planet Aru."

Adding four "Alu" to one sentence, no matter how stupid people are, can tell that this is perfunctory.

The last bit of smile in Dazai Osamu's eyes also disappeared.

He thought quietly, if he refused to answer directly, it must be tricky, right?Appeared by Odasaku's side with unknown purpose, relying on a piece of paper, the body is not here, so he is too lazy to make up a decent lie when facing the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong?This is really...

"We met in another world." Oda Sakunosuke said suddenly.

The confession came so suddenly that Gintoki and Kagura couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and they both looked at him in surprise.

Osamu Dazai also looked up at Odasaku.Don't you mean aliens?

The red-haired man who became the focus of attention was calm and composed: "They are not from this world, so they have to be attached to the piece of paper. Therefore, Dazai, even if you activate the entire world's intelligence network, you will not be able to find them."

Dazai must have checked, but found nothing.That's easy to think of for a redhead.

Moreover, the red-haired man didn't intend to hide this matter from Dazai anymore, he didn't think he could keep hiding it from the beginning.

He even decided to confess other things: "In fact, I have a memory that I have died. I killed many people before I died. Generally, I have no regrets, but there is still one thing I regret after all."

"What are you regretting?" Dazai Osamu let go of the question about the paper man and asked instead.

The red-haired man blinked.His eyes are the most ordinary gray-blue, and you can find five ordinary ones of the same style just by walking around on the street.It is precisely because of this that few people usually pay attention to his eye color.

Dazai likes to catch his eyes with his gaze.In this well-lit Ferris wheel car, the sunlight shifted subtly through the glass, and when it finally reflected on his gray-blue eyes, it revealed a rare and unique hue.

It looks like an ordinary stone at first glance, but there are priceless jade hidden inside.

It's not crystal, because crystal is so clear that it can reflect the sky and sea.His eyes could only pick up a gleam of light in the depths of the night, and then fix that gleam of light for a long time.

He said slowly: "In fact, I have always had a dream, which is to become a novelist and write the story I want to write in my heart. The protagonist of the story was originally a killer, but one day he stopped killing people suddenly. I want to write His transformation. So I swore not to kill again, and I thought I could do it, I thought I could get the qualifications to write this story, but I broke my vow.”

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Many thoughts swirled in Osamu Dazai's mind. He wanted to say that the memory of the murder was not true. In this world, Oda Saku kept his oath very well. He tried to kill Gide and Mimic. Oda Saku didn't It doesn't touch your hands, so please feel free to write a book.

But he himself knew how weak this excuse was.Of course those memories are real.In contrast, this world is fake.

He then wanted to say that the fact that the protagonist in the story does not kill people does not mean that the author of the book must also not kill people. Books are all fictional, so there is no need to make them so realistic.

But he immediately thought that it would be a sin to impose this kind of value on Oda Saku, and it was useless to say that since Oda Saku had his own insistence, he would definitely not recognize other logics.

He further wanted to say impulsively: "Odasaku, I recognize that you are qualified to write a book, so listen to me and go write it!"

But there was no logic at all in those words, and he didn't know if he deserved to say it.

Osamu Dazai was almost desperate, and in the end he just whispered in a sigh-like tone: "Breaking the oath is indeed worth regretting, so how about Mr. Oda taking the oath again? I think that the killer in the story may not really be true until after this." Kill no more."

Although it is sophistry, it also makes sense, doesn't it?

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "Maybe so, then I will swear again."

Osamu Dazai smiled, his smile was light but sincere: "That's great."

"Thank you, Dazai, but there is one thing I want to correct you." Oda Sakunosuke changed the subject, "I really want to write a book, but this is not the thing I regret before I die. I don't think I didn't I regret being able to write that story, it’s just a little regret.”

"Ah..." Osamu Dazai didn't know what to say again.

The car wobbled up to the top of the Ferris wheel, and then turned down at a constant speed without stopping.

The beautiful scenery at the top misses the people in the car.

This should be worth nostalgic, but Osamu Dazai suddenly wanted to escape, and deeply hated why the Ferris wheel turned so slowly.

What Oda was going to say was what he didn't want Oda to say, but he had no way to stop Oda's mouth.

The red-haired man paid attention to Dazai's evasive gaze, paused and said, "I used to have two friends, we often drank together and chatted casually to pass the time."

"That is really an enviable friendship." Dazai Osamu dryly continued.

It would be nice if there was any distracting effect, but the red-haired man was so calm that it was hateful: "Maybe. We are like travelers who meet by chance during the journey, because of a heavy rain, we gather under one roof. We don't know each other , just chatting with the trend, after the rain stops, they will naturally go their separate ways."

"Really." Osamu Dazai continued dryly.

"It's a very unassuming pub, not very well lit, but we all love it and we've taken pictures there because one of us said: 'If you don't take pictures now, there's nothing there. You can keep the fact that the three of us met here." Later, he really got what he said... Dazai, you promised to drink with me, how about setting the venue at that bar?"

Dazai Osamu's eyes trembled slightly as if he had been disturbed by something, and then he suddenly smiled frivolously: "Okay, I am looking forward to hearing Mr. Oda tell your story, and I am also curious about the appearance of that bar. It's going to be fun."

The red-haired man looked at Osamu Dazai calmly: "As for the three of us, one of them made his position clear and betrayed us in essence, and the other is the source of my regret."

"Why? Is he dead?" Osamu Dazai asked enthusiastically.

"No, I died," said the red-haired man. "I deeply regret that I did not step into his inner loneliness."

What Dazai Osamu didn't want Oda Saku to say was finally said.

Shaken?But you can't be shaken.Osamu Dazai thought.

"It seems that your friend lived alone to the end. He is so pitiful. But with you thinking about him, I don't think he is pitiful anymore."

The car finally turned to the bottom of the Ferris wheel. The whole process seemed like a century had passed, but luckily it was over.

Osamu Dazai stretched contentedly, and because he was tired from sitting, he was the first to step out: "The rest of the tofu and the box are given to you."

"Dazai!" Oda Sakunosuke called to Osamu Dazai who wanted to run away immediately.

Dazai Osamu turned around as if suddenly realized, and patted himself on the head: "Ah, I almost forgot, we haven't agreed on a drinking time yet, right? Mr. Oda hasn't told me the location of the bar yet."

Oda Sakunosuke looked calm and turned a deaf ear to Osamu Dazai's words, he just said seriously: "Dazai, call me 'Oda Saku'."

The author has something to say: I will enter V tomorrow, and I will explode my liver with more words. Thank you for supporting the genuine version!I have really eaten dirt for too long!

I’m so excited, but after thinking about it for a long time, I don’t know what to say, so let’s open an advance receipt in the column~

"[Comprehensive] Why Ubuyashiki Rebelled? "Ubuyashiki Zhenxiang disguised herself as a man and became the leader of the Demon Slayer Squad. As the leader, she tried to dissuade Nine Pillars one after another, weakening the strength of the Demon Slayer Squad, intending to rebel!Is this a distortion of human nature?Or moral decay?

Lord Ghost Extinguisher, it will probably be a sand glyph.