Yokohama old father writes book daily

A miraculous thing is that Sakunosuke Oda discovered that after sitting at the desk this time, picking up a pen and spreading out the book, he didn't feel the stagnant feeling of having nothing to write before.But the story I want to write the most has no idea, so it is hard to think of what to write at this moment.

In fact, he has always thought of himself as an ordinary person, an ordinary commoner living in the secular world.If I had to write something to practice my pen, it would probably be such a real life story of common people.

He thought again of his desire to fall in love that suddenly sprouted today.

Although the word "love" is described beautifully in various literary works, when he was working in Hong Kong and black, he was often exhausted and forced to participate in various emotional dispute mediation tasks, and he had already seen it very clearly. Love is by no means something empty and beautiful.

For example, during the period before his death, he was in charge of mediating for a person caught between his wife and mistress who was trapped in the Shura field.

Such a bleak scene full of chicken feathers is the real world.

But he doesn't find it ugly.

Human beings will continue to struggle to survive due to various tribulations and unsatisfactory situations.That is the most real beauty in the world beyond all kinds of artistic exaggeration.

Therefore, real love is very hard, especially for couples living in the market place, which is full of conflicts, full of helpless sweetness and imperfect happiness.

If there is indeed such a couple living in reality, what would they do and what would they eat?

If you do things, it may be difficult to find any good jobs to choose from.If you eat...

Sure enough, let's eat curry, the curry with eggs is really delicious.

Of course, people can't live on curry alone, they still have to eat various other things, but if there happens to be a curry shop next to them when they are hungry, then there is no way.

Besides curry, what else to eat?

Tempura, I don’t know why I suddenly remembered it.

Ah, there is also boiled kelp with sansho. It must be very delicious when you smell it late at night.

By the way, I promised to take Ranpo to the couple Shanzai to eat red bean rice cake soup, but because Ranpo has not set a time, it has not been possible after so long.

It would be nice to include the couple Shanzai in the book, it happens to be the story of a couple, isn't it a coincidence?And it's only natural for a couple to go to Couple Shanzai to eat desserts.

While thinking, the red-haired man began to write aimlessly. He didn't know what he would write in the end, and he seriously doubted that it would be a boring story that no one would like to read. Write whatever you want.

I don't know how long it took, the children cleaned up the trash by themselves, turned off the lights and went to sleep, and the red-haired man had to stop writing because of a sore shoulder.

He turned his head to look at Dazai.

The black-haired man who claimed to be monitoring the progress of the creation was already asleep, curled up in the quilt, looking like a small ball.

He leaned over and found that Dazai was sleeping so deeply that he couldn't feel the approach of others at all.

At this time, if anyone wants to assassinate Dazai, they must be able to succeed easily, right?

But it also made it easier for him to observe Dazai at a close distance, so he couldn't complain, but he had to thank Dazai for being unsuspecting.

Unlike the last time when Dazai was lying here, this time Dazai slept soundly despite his poor sleeping position, as if he was having a sweet dream, his brows stretched out, his breathing was long, his black hair curled up wantonly, and he was lively. And disobedient, it's really a master-like type.

He reached out, tried to twist a strand of black hair, and felt it with the pads of his fingers.

The feel of it was very different from his own hard and thick hair, it was very slender and soft, which made people easily think of fragile things.

He pulled it not too hard, and found that the hair was quite strong.

But even so, Dazai didn't wake up, instead he tilted his head, trying to chase the warm heat source.

The red-haired man shook his head, and directly stretched out his hands to cover the top of Dazai's hair, flattening the messy black hair one by one.

The head under the hand obediently did not move.

There was a faint sense of throbbing about the scene.

Sweet like honey, but also a bit bitter of black coffee.

"Dazai..." He sighed, wanting to be angry, but couldn't.

Then he found that his sighing voice was clearly full of connivance, so he felt even more helpless.

"Don't worry, I won't blame you."

Even if you're a full-on liar, it's insincere to even apologize for something you didn't keep your promises to.

Even if you want to hide from me the fact that you assassinated Mori Ogai.

Even if you don't take the initiative to confess more things you want to hide.

I don't even blame you.After all, I have already promised you, and I can only do it.

and so.

"Have a good night's sleep. You, how long has it been since you had a good night's sleep?"

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Time went back to the day, that is, a few hours ago.

Zhongya Nakahara parked his beloved motorcycle in the orphanage, and walked up to Atsushi Nakajima with two legs that looked long but were actually short.

The dark dwarf was full of intentions to provoke troubles, which made Atsushi Nakajima uneasy: "Master Zhongyuan?"

"You were born in this orphanage, and were later recruited by the leader into Hong Kong gangsters?"

"Yes."

Nakahara also frowned, looking up and down Nakajima Atsushi with a scrutiny.

At this moment, the boy was wearing a worker's uniform, a hard hat, and a pair of dirty gloves. He didn't feel out of place when he mixed into the construction team.

In fact, Atsushi Nakajima did get mixed into a construction team and had already done a lot of work with the workers.

The current progress is to renovate most of the walls, and the effect is gratifying.

Nakahara Chu also never believed that Osamu Dazai would sneak away to do this kind of thing: "Why are you here, the task given to you by the leader?"

"It's not a task. The leader gave me a day off. I can go anywhere and do whatever I want, as long as I don't cause trouble."

This is not the answer Zhongyuan Zhongya wanted. He pushed Atsushi Nakajima to the ground, full of murderous looks: "The leader really didn't give you any instructions? For example, asked you to cover his whereabouts? Otherwise, why would he give you any instructions?" Have a holiday?"

"My lord, I really don't have any other instructions! I don't know anything!" Atsushi Nakajima was in pain from the fall, suppressed by murderous aura, and his voice trembled a little.

Obviously true.

This made Zhongyuan Zhongye even more angry. Today, he deliberately pretended to be run away by Dazai Zhizhi, and secretly went out to investigate against his conscience.

As an honest person, he broke through himself to this point, and used tricks to deceive others. This kind of dedication will move the heavens, right?How could it be a waste of time?

He collected himself, and asked again: "The leader once left me and went out privately, do you know about this?"

"Ah?" Atsushi Nakajima looked blank and didn't understand for a while.

Zhong Yuanzhong had no choice but to reorganize the language patiently: "I'm asking you, have you seen the leader outside the Hong Kong and Black Building? It's just recently."

"Recently..." Atsushi Nakajima thought of something.

"Say it!"

Atsushi Nakajima weakly protested: "Master Zhongyuan, it's not good to inquire about the leader's whereabouts like this?"

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong was also happy. He didn't expect this weak boy to have a little heart for the leader, which is an advantage that he hadn't discovered before.

He raised his hand to grab Atsushi Nakajima's throat, and intensified his efforts to extract a confession: "You won't say it?"

Atsushi Nakajima simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

In this way, the Zhongyuan Zhong has nothing to do. After all, Atsushi Nakajima is not an enemy, and he can't really use the means of dealing with the enemy to deal with the young juniors of Hong Kong gangsters.

Before Zhongyuan Zhong also thought of what to do next, a burst of flying sand and stones accompanied by dog ​​barks rushed to him, and something hit his head.

He immediately let go of Atsushi Nakajima, somersaulted backwards beautifully for a week and a half, landed on the ground with a standard gymnastics movement, and avoided the attack.

"what?!"

What appeared in front of him was a huge white giant dog, which looked a little cute, but one of its front paws stepped on Atsushi Nakajima's leg, but it didn't seem to feel it at all, and looked at him with curious and friendly eyes.

It may be curious and friendly, after all, it is difficult for him to guess a dog's emotions.

The giant dog opened its mouth happily and bit his head again.

He quickly started fighting with the giant dog, but the more he fought, the more frightened he became, because he couldn't help him with physical skills alone.

Then use the power.

The gravity operator began to manipulate everything it touched, and threw it at the giant dog as a weapon in one breath.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was powerless to stop, let out a miserable cry from his heart because he threw a lot of bricks and stones used for building the wall, and they were basically smashed to pieces.

But of course he didn't know it, and he was shocked by the difficulty of the giant dog.

In the battle, the giant dog quickly fell to the disadvantage, but even if it fell to the disadvantage, the battle was fought back and forth, both offensive and defensive.

You must know that he is the highest combat power in Hong Kong and black, what is the origin of this giant dog?

"Dingchun!" Kuizhi from Zaomen hurried over when he heard the movement.

"Hey! It's dangerous here! Don't come here!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his voice and shouted.

But the strange woman didn't stop, instead she ran over and thanked: "Thank you for playing with Dingchun! But if this continues, the newly built walls will collapse again, and Dingchun must be calmed down!"

She rushed towards the giant dog's bloody maw without fear, jumped on the spot under Zhongyuan Zhongye's astonished gaze, and deftly received another head hammer, smashing the giant dog so that the whole dog's head swayed from side to side, and its limbs were unstable , and finally "rumbling" fell to the ground.

"..."

How should I put it, Chuya Nakahara's thoughts at this moment are very simple: I haven't woken up yet.Did I drink alcohol today?

But even if you drink alcohol, you won't see this hallucination.

Sure enough, I have been worrying too much recently, is my head not clear?Or go back to sleep and have a good rest.