Yokohama old father writes book daily

Although it was a little out of place, the red-haired man suddenly couldn't help laughing.

It's like seeing a wounded cat baring its teeth and claws. It is obviously a gesture of resisting hostility, but it only makes people feel cute and pity.

Even if the cat wants to scratch people with its paws, the human trying to get close to the cat will probably not give up, and even think carefully about how to touch it so as not to hurt the cat.

However, although cats themselves represent cuteness in the eyes of humans, they are even useless in addition to being cute.But objectively speaking, cats are born carnivorous animals, and they are strong enough to kill even poisonous snakes.

"Dazai, if you also write books, you can write a coward like that." The red-haired man suggested, "But the author should not treat the characters in his writing as himself, this is a very dangerous thing."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head in confusion: "The coward I'm talking about is myself."

"But I never thought the Dazai I knew was a coward." The red-haired man shook his head.

It's just too lonely, just so lonely that even happiness is rejected.

It would be pointless to continue arguing about being cowardly. After all, this is a subjective judgment, so he didn't wait for Dazai to say anything, and directly changed the subject: "Speaking of injuries, I suddenly remembered something."

"What?" Osamu Dazai was reluctant, but he still asked.

The red-haired man showed a somewhat apologetic expression: "You asked me to eat hard tofu before. I thought you were just on a whim, but later I found out that I forgot. That was the agreement between us."

That was the memory of the three friends meeting at the Lupin Bar, taking precious photos, and the last conversation that happened when the partners matched each other.

In fact, the whole process is boring chat, absolutely nothing worth remembering.

He asked Dazai what was the origin of the new bandage on his head, and Dazai replied that it was the injury left after he tried to kill himself by smashing tofu.

He asked Dazai tofu if it was delicious, and Dazai replied that it was super delicious.

So he sighed that he was worthy of being Dazai, and said: "It's so delicious, let me try it next time."

It was just a random agreement.

The person who proposed it first had long forgotten the agreement, but the other person kept it firmly in mind, and even made it a very important matter to complete.

Dazai is obviously not the kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder that abides by every agreement, so there is only one explanation - Dazai will abide by every agreement made with him.

"Dazai, even the small promise of treating me to hard tofu has been fulfilled with great care, so why did you refuse to make the most important promise you made with me? You said to me that day You were forced by the situation to become the leader of Hong Kong gangsters for the sake of peace in Yokohama, but you and I both know that is just an excuse."

Osamu Dazai avoided the important thing and said lightly: "You think too much, I really just invited you to eat hard tofu on a whim, I don't remember any agreement."

The red-haired man shook his head calmly: "Of course you remember that the bandage on your head was worn all the time to commemorate this event, right? Then you obediently let me take it off until I asked for it."

"...Oh, what does this mean?" After being caught with evidence, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to give up denying it, and instead acted like a rascal.

"To put it bluntly, you value me."

Probably only Oda Sakunosuke can use this kind of flat tone of course, and say such narcissistic words, which makes people feel that there is nothing wrong with it.

Osamu Dazai was almost amused, he shook his head and wanted to say something, but the red-haired man didn't give him a chance to speak: "Dazai, I met Ango, I heard him talk about [Book]'s disappearance, you Refusing to fulfill our most important agreement, and refusing to be with me, are these two things related to [Book]?"

"It's related." Osamu Dazai replied unceremoniously, "I took the [book]. You asked me this because you already guessed my purpose?"

He suddenly laughed, laughing like the final villain boss, and the darkness and storm of the whole world were quickly brewing in his kite-colored eyes.

He no longer deliberately hides his identity as the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, but reveals this identity generously in front of Odasaku.

How in the world would anyone confuse wild cats with domestic cats?That is clearly two kinds of creatures.

Domestic cats are cute even with their fangs and paws, but wild cats need to work hard to hide the murderous and bloody parts of their bodies, otherwise they can only be scary.

Osamu Dazai is the master of the dark world, a tyrant who brutally expands his territory every day.He sits in the chief's office, the king sits on the black throne.The documents and instructions he issued every day meant that there would be more corpses cooling down in a dark alley in Yokohama.

He is the leader, the only tiger in a forest, not a big cat with the word "King" in the zoo.

He once withdrew his sharp claws and acted as a harmless and kissable object in front of those who valued him, but that was not all he had.

"No wonder you came to me all of a sudden." The gang leader sighed softly, "Since it was Oda Tsukuru who questioned me, it doesn't matter if I just tell you the ultimate goal."

Those iris-colored eyes seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be crying, but maybe it was nothingness.

"Destroy," he said.

He crossed his fingers, resting his elbows firmly and relaxedly on both sides, posing the standard action that villain bosses always use: "I plan to destroy this world. What, Odasaku, are you going to stop me?"

The red-haired man nodded, shook his head again, and sighed softly, "I just said you're not a coward."

Even daring to say such frightening lies casually, is clearly super brave, okay?To actually have the face to call himself a coward, really... really worthy of Dazai.

It's very hard work, working in this kind of place where all six sides are completely black, no wonder the skin is so white, how can the human body stay healthy without sunbathing?

The red-haired man couldn't help but feel distressed: "Will it be hard for one person to destroy the world? Do you need help?"

"Will Oda Saku want to help me?" Dazai Osamu blinked in surprise. "If you succeed, you will die too."

"If Dazai's view of love is that you must die for love, I will respect this and try to die for love with you." The red-haired man said quite seriously.He said so, and he thought so in his heart.

"...But your children, your partners in the detective agency, and the uncle who made the spicy and delicious curry will all die too. Is it okay?"

The red-haired man showed a thoughtful expression, and after a moment of silence, he reached into his pocket.

Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief.Are you going to pull out your gun?Odasaku's mind has finally turned the corner, it was really scary just now.

Please, just pull out the gun and point it at me and get everything back on track.

The red-haired man finally took out a small paper box, put the paper box on the desk table, and slowly pushed it to Dazai: "Open it and have a look."

Osamu Dazai suppressed the anger in his heart, and opened the box calmly on the surface.

It is a bunch of fresh wisteria flowers.

The red-haired man said: "It has been half a year since we first met, and I have never given you a gift, but what should I give you? I remembered that you once took a second look at the wisteria planted in front of my house, and thought maybe you would like it."

Osamu Dazai took the bunch of wisteria flowers in his hand silently.

If the wisteria flowers are not connected into a large piece, but separated into a single string, it will appear too delicate.

But frailty also has a delicate beauty.

The red-haired man added: "It doesn't matter if you rejected me just now, because I haven't made a formal confession before, and I heard that confessions require flowers, so I finally decided to send you wisteria flowers."

He took a breath slowly, his voice trembling because of his overly serious attitude: "Dazai, please stay with me."

After the last forced kiss that didn't explain anything, the red-haired man finally found a good opportunity to make up a formal confession.

In short, he himself already felt very formal, and he couldn't realize how shabby it is to confess with a bunch of wisteria flowers. Even the paper boxes for the flowers were randomly dug out from home. At first, they seemed to be used to pack candy Box.

With the fright just now as a foreshadowing, this bigger fright can no longer give Osamu Dazai much stimulation.

Osamu Dazai couldn't comment on the attitude of the red-haired man in front of him getting more and more courageous.It is clear that when he and Ango broke up, Odasaku was more decisive than him, and he quickly accepted the fact that the friendship had come to an end.

Now this Oda Zuo is about to learn the method of shamelessness.

It seems that everyone has changed.

He is no longer the same Dazai Osamu, and Oda Saku is not the same Oda Saku as before.

The leader of the gangsters looked numb, retracted his five fingers like a convulsion, crushed the wisteria flower in his palm, and then sprinkled it on his feet.

No matter who it is, it would be heartbreaking to see the confession object treat the confession bouquet like this, but the red-haired man just said before Osamu Dazai said: "The flower language of wisteria is born for love and died for love. I think It is also more suitable for Dazai's love view of sacrificing love, what a coincidence."

He learns and sells directly.

In fact, many of his tricks to deal with Dazai are improvised, such as rushing to speak before Dazai speaks, so that Dazai has nothing to say.

He characterized Dazai's behavior of crushing wisteria flowers as a symbol of martyrdom, which is of course nonsense, but he found that nonsense is not so difficult.

As long as Dazai is not given a chance to refute in the future, he can pretend that Dazai destroyed the confession props never happened.

Then the result will be pending, not a second rejection.

He looked at Dazai with peaceful eyes, and began to ramble: "I always feel that I am an ordinary person, compared with Dazai who can achieve achievements in whatever he does, it really pales in comparison, but we still became friends in the real world , why do you think that is? Just because we happened to meet?"

Osamu Dazai's expression gradually stiffened.

This is not because of Odasaku's question - why did they become friends?What kind of problem is that?It's as boring as the three major philosophical questions of life.

He was stiff because of the word that inadvertently popped out of Oda Saku's mouth - the real world.

Did Oda know?How much do you know?Why do you know?

Cold sweat invaded the fabric of Osamu Dazai's back, and the cold made him shiver.