Yokohama old father writes book daily

When the red-haired man woke up, he found himself lying on the hospital bed in Butterfly House again, and it was still in the exact same position as last time.

The slight difference is that this time Dazai lay beside him and slept deeply, breathing lightly.

Seeing Dazai again felt like a lifetime away. He suddenly had 26 more years of memories, and he hadn't met Dazai for 26 years. He felt that he was really at a loss.

He didn't know how much Dazai paid to finally create his happy life in the detective agency.

But he knew that Dazai didn't show up from the beginning to the end, and didn't participate.

He felt scared.

If it wasn't for the intersection between him and [Book] by accident, would he treat Dazai as a stranger all his life?Once you see Dazai, who is the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, will you be more vigilant and even draw your gun?

When he was writing steadily, in front of a detective, raising a child, and enjoying an ordinary ideal life, Dazai just stayed alone in the distance, running Hong Kong gangsters without sleep, calculating how to protect this fragile possibility sex world.

Although he already knew that this was the case, but now that he has regained his memory, he has a particularly profound experience.

he is very angry.But he is not angry with Dazai, but angry with himself.

Why was it discovered so late?Why did Dazai carry it for so long?The most important thing is, why didn't you get Dazai's trust?

The word "trust" has different interpretations in different situations.Sometimes it means trusting a person not to do bad things, and sometimes it means trusting a person not to do wrong things.

The sleeping Dazai Osamu slowly woke up, blinked his foggy eyes, first looked at the red-haired man in a daze, and then smiled happily after recovering: "Oda Tsukuru has woken up, you have slept for three more days. Oh my god, how do you feel?"

"It's okay." The red-haired man came back casually, and stretched out his hand to Osamu Dazai's neck.

"Eh?" Dazai Osamu uttered a puzzled monosyllable like a cute, and obediently tilted his head to reveal more of his neck, so that the red-haired man could easily touch it.

The neck is undoubtedly a vital part of the human body. Anyone who has been in the black world knows how much it needs to be protected. Dazai Osamu unexpectedly exposed it casually like this, as if he didn't care that he was giving his life away.

What kind of trust is this in Oda Sakunosuke?

On the one hand, there is a lot of trust, and on the other hand, there is no trust at all.

The red-haired man wanted to sigh, but he didn't say anything after all, he just untied the bandage on Dazai Osamu's neck, exposing Dazai Osamu's slender neck that could easily be broken at a glance.

Of course, there is no wound on it, and the bandage wrapped around Dazai Osamu has no original value at all. Instead, it looks like a symbolic decoration, and it also looks like the "ontology" of Master House.

"Eh?" The bandages fell in circles, and Osamu Dazai uttered a cute monosyllable again, raised his hand and pressed his neck, staring at the red-haired man with puzzled eyes, hoping for an answer.

The red-haired man didn't want to talk about how the bandage was stained with blood and how it broke in the foresight of the supernatural power when he was fighting Wu Mi before, so he simply replied: "I suddenly don't like this bandage."

"You're so capricious, Odasaku, won't you strip me naked because you don't like my clothes?"

"will not."

Osamu Dazai became interested: "Why not? Clothes are essentially the same as bandages, right? They are both materials that cover the skin."

The red-haired man thought for a while, and felt that Osamu Dazai was right: "Well, there is no difference in essence."

"In this case, why do you have to treat them differently? If you don't like the bandage, you have to take off the bandage, so when you don't like the clothes, you should also take off the clothes. Isn't that fair?"

It's really rare for Dazai to say the word "fairness".

Although he clearly knew that Dazai was trying to argue, it was difficult for the clumsy red-haired man to express the importance of clothes to human beings in a civilized society. He thought for a while as if in a daze, and then said: "It's not fair, but I won't let Dazai run naked."

"Hahahaha!" Osamu Dazai laughed and fell to the ground.

The red-haired man didn't quite understand what Dazai was laughing at, but it was good for Dazai to be happy.He folded the bandages he had taken off into a small pile, intending to put them in the pocket of his coat, only then did he recall that the coat was now on Dazai.

Osamu Dazai got up from the ground, understood the meaning of the red-haired man at a glance, and took the initiative to open his pocket, letting the red-haired man put the bandage in: "Speaking of Oda, I found that the roll I wrapped around my head before is also Put it in this pocket, are you going to collect them all?"

"I haven't thought about it that much."

"No? But it's suspicious, you've been carrying it with you all the time, like a pervert."

The red-haired man was slightly startled: "Will it be?"

Osamu Dazai nodded seriously: "Yes."

The red-haired man froze, and slowly blinked his eyes.Turns out I'm a pervert.

Osamu Dazai put his hand on his lips, coughed lightly, and looked at the red-haired man solemnly: "Tell me the truth, I won't be angry, have you ever used a bandage to solve your physical impulse?"

"No." The red-haired man answered honestly.

"No." Osamu Dazai was disappointed, lying on the hospital bed and refused to get up. "Since there is no such thing, then Odasaku is not considered a pervert."

With such a conclusion, the red-haired man was really relieved.

Although he doesn't care about many things, if he is a pervert, he will be under a lot of psychological pressure, and he will also worry about affecting the mental health of the children.

Osamu Dazai pretended to be disappointed for a while, secretly looked at the dull face of the red-haired man, finally couldn't hold back his smile, jumped up and stretched out his hands to support him: "Go out and exercise your body, the sunshine today is very good."

The red-haired man stood up with strength and found that his physical condition was much better than last time.

"Dazai, [Book] has been found."

Osamu Dazai paused, his smiling face froze for a moment, and then smiled naturally: "Where is it?"

"It's on me." The red-haired man struggled to find a suitable description. "I don't know what other worlds are like, but this one of our world has the characteristics of being alive."

"The characteristic of being alive, no wonder." Dazai understood clearly.

Regarding the [Book], there have always been strange things, such as Mingming's disappearance, but neither Dazai Osamu nor the Supernatural Secret Service Section noticed it at the first time, and waited until Oda was divided into two. Only when Sakunosuke was reunited, it seemed that the information blockade had been untied, and it became a piece of information that could be known.

For another example, since the [Book] has always been with Oda Sakunosuke, why is the Lake Toya Immortal not aware of it at all, and even the stability of the world shows the shake of losing the [Book].

"What is the purpose of [book]?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"do not know."

Osamu Dazai nodded, his kite-colored eyes looked at the distance casually, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't seem to think of anything at all.

"By the way, Odasaku, since you've found it, you can take out the [book] as you like, right?"

"Correct."

【Book】It turns into a conceptual state, which can be regarded as being on the red-haired man or not on the red-haired man, but the red-haired man can cancel the hidden state with just one thought, and put the real 【Book】Hold it in your hand.

Dazai Osamu pretended to be sour: "It's too much. Even if I had to create the singularity of the supernatural power first, Odasaku only needed one thought. It feels like I have already recognized the master."

The red-haired man naturally entered the listening mode, moving his hands and feet silently to listen to Osamu Dazai's long speech and complaints.

After complaining, Osamu Dazai showed seriousness again: "Odasaku, let's go back with the [book]."

Osamu Dazai didn't seem too embarrassed, but the red-haired man would never be fooled by such superficial emotions, and he suggested seriously: "Dazai, returning to the world of possibilities is like stuffing yourself into a jar It’s uncomfortable, don’t be so reluctant.”

"It doesn't matter whether it's forced or not." Osamu Dazai said, raising his hand and patted his chest, "In short, I've brought some souvenirs from this world, and I'll cheer up when I go back, after all, I have Oda as my companion Look at me. By the way, have you finished writing that book yet?"

"It's finished, why didn't you peek this time?"

"I'm waiting for you to show it to me with your own hands."

The red-haired man immediately offered it with both hands.

Dazai was satisfied.