Yokohama old father writes book daily

The red-haired man found himself lighting a cigarette with his fingertips, and the smoke curled up lightly, spiraling up in circles, blurring his vision as it floated.

He remembered that he had quit smoking for a long time, why on earth did he suddenly start smoking again?

He turned his dry eyes, looked around, and found that he was in the children's living room on the second floor of the western restaurant.

It was originally an old conference room, but it was remodeled, and gradually there were beds with crayon-painted armrests, dirty floors, and smudged wallpapers.It was as if the children were still alive.

By the way, he remembered, the children were dead, and so was the uncle who made delicious curry in a western restaurant.

Because Gide wanted to force him to break his oath not to kill.For such a ridiculous reason, everyone died.

The red-haired man finally put the cigarette into his mouth without any psychological barriers, inhaling the addictive gas deeply into his lungs.

If the children's deaths were not confirmed, he would never be able to smoke again, because it would endanger the children's health, and he has always been very concerned about this matter.

But after only one breath, there was no way to take another breath. Sadness clenched his heart, making it difficult for him to even breathe, and no placebo could help him.

"I'm going to avenge you." He said softly, looking at a certain point of nothingness in the sky, letting the cigarette burn out completely at his fingertips, and the ash fell tremblingly like snowflakes.

When the dim light is completely extinguished, it really seems to be a kind of farewell.

In the past, he didn't quite understand the sense of ritual that everyone pursued.Why do we need incense to pay homage to the dead?Now he understands.Sure enough, things still need to be experienced in person to understand.

Such is writing, such is life.

He checked his whole body equipment and found that it was perfect.Both guns have been maintained, the pockets are full of magazines, there are several grenades hanging on the inside of the coat, and the bulletproof vest is a bit thin, but it should be enough to last for a while.

He was ready to die, so it was time to set off.

"Odasaku!"

As soon as he walked out of the western restaurant, the red-haired man was stopped by a familiar voice.

He turned his head stupidly, and saw Dazai running towards him, with a scared and flustered expression like a child's on Junxiu's face.

The expression hurt him deeply.

For a moment, he was shaken violently.

Me, why did I appear here, why did I seek death, why didn't I hold Dazai's hand at this very moment?

Dazai clearly showed his eyes begging for help.

Oda Sakunosuke never set foot in Dazai's loneliness in the past.On the one hand, this is due to the distance in identity, and on the other hand, it is because of Dazai's own wishes.

Dazai doesn't want to be approached, and Oda Sakunosuke keeps the distance between people, just like Ango Sakaguchi, it is precisely because of this that they have won the qualification to accompany Dazai, and become friends that Dazai allows and recognizes.

He always felt that this was the way he got along with Dazai, there was no need to reflect on it, and there was no need to deliberately change anything.

Dazai didn't want to be too close to anyone, he respected Dazai's idea.

But why, at this moment, there will be another voice in his heart, shouting to let him hug Dazai, it doesn't matter if he is tougher, in short, he wants to enter Dazai's lonely heart?

Such wavering was soon forcibly suppressed by the red-haired man.

Because it's too late.The children will not come back, he has already received the invitation card solemnly sent to him by Gide.

It was a map marked "Ghost's Cemetery", which was a bungalow hidden in the forest.Gide and death were waiting for him there.

"Dazai, it's all over." He looked at Dazai and said the words of rejection.

What death is all about, you and I understand it all too well.

Religious people believe that death is just one stop on a long journey.But people like you and me know that death is the end, the end, the emptiness, the irreversibility.

The last thing I can do is to avenge the children and bury myself.

"Odasaku." The panicked Dazai suddenly calmed down, "Maybe what I said is strange, I hope you forgive me. But you can't go, you have to have something to rely on, and you have to look forward to the good things that may happen after this .There must be something like that.”

Yeah, that's true.

Dazai would actually say such hopeful words, and be able to comfort others in such a positive way, which is not in line with Dazai's usual style at all.

How should I say it?Such a breakthrough of ego is really worthy of Dazai.

"Take care of yourself." The red-haired man raised his hand and patted Dazai's shoulder lightly.

He never thinks that he is a particularly powerful person, he is not perfect, he believes that he is the most ordinary one among all living beings.Right now, for example, he would be devastated, he would feel exhausted, and he would feel the desire to end everything.

He indeed understood Dazai's wish to keep him, and also saw the pleading and pain in Dazai's eyes.

But ah, just let him go, he can't even save himself, how can he have the strength to bother Dazai again?

He stepped away, Dazai shouted behind him, but he didn't look back.

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"Congratulations, Dazai Osamu, the intersection has changed into a new fork, and you have chosen a new direction for yourself. You did a great job."

[garbled code] generously sent compliments, obviously in a great mood.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes calmly, and asked, "Is what I experienced in the bar just now real or an illusion?"

"An intersection is an intersection, a place of change and choice, and has nothing to do with reality and fantasy." Maybe the gods just like to talk to humans in mysterious and mysterious words.

Osamu Dazai recalled all the details of what he experienced just now, and nodded slowly: "That's right. I didn't feel any abnormality from the beginning to the end. I clearly realized that I forgot something important, but I didn't feel strange at all. I just followed the plan. Walking at the same pace, I finally broke through the plan I made for myself and did something unexpected. Change and choice are the essence of intersections, so did I meet your expectations?"

"Yes, [reward] has been accepted, and I will fulfill your wish."

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes turned slightly: "Thank you. Is Oda Saku still at his intersection and not coming out?"

[garbled] nods.

"Please take me to the intersection of Odasaku."

"That's not okay. You are you, he is him." [Garbled] said impersonally, "Your request is illogical, and I have no reason to agree to you. And you don't need to worry, even if he finally made it The same choice, follow the path you have already traveled, and you will come back here intact in the end. It’s like you were hit by a misfired gun just now, but you will be fine after you come back.”

Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and smiled with the corners of his lips: "That's not the case, what I chose at my intersection was a road to Odasaku, so of course I will eventually set foot on Odasaku's road." Intersection, participate in the choice of Oda. This is reasonable and in line with the rules. Rather, it should have developed like this."

[Gibberish] Supporting his head with one hand, tilting his head, he seemed to be unhappy, but at the same time seemed very interested: "Maybe that's the case, so what are you going to do? You can choose the path yourself, and you can't expect me to walk it for you. ah."

"I know." Osamu Dazai put his hand deep into the pocket of the sand-colored coat, closed his eyes, and took out a ball of light.

The moment the ball of light appeared, [garbled code] sat upright in surprise: "You know it!"

Osamu Dazai raised the ball of light to his eyes and said, "Sure enough, whether it is the seven walls, day and night, or the light ball at the intersection, all of them are connected in essence, and they are the reflection of the combination of thinking and reality. Now I want to find Oda has done it, are you going to stop me?"

"Stop? I won't stop you, I like surprises." [garbled] clapped his hands happily. "Since you know it by yourself, go quickly! Come on!" After speaking, he made an encouraging gesture.

Osamu Dazai retracted his five fingers, and the ball of light melted into his palm.

He was in a daze for a moment, and found himself staring at Odasaku's back.

He was stiff, perhaps just sweating, and feeling cold.

His hand stretched out weakly in the direction of Odasaku, but he didn't grab anything.

The path chosen by Oda leads to death.Although he successfully rushed to the western restaurant to block people, he failed to persuade Odasaku to stay.

what can we do about it?I can only go back to Hong Kong and Hei to confront Boss Mori. The insider of the Mimic incident must have known to Boss Mori, and damn Ango Sakaguchi. These two bastards went to a secret meeting not long ago, although the specific circumstances of the meeting Don't know yet, but it's definitely critical.

Immediately move rescuers back home, and then pray to any existence to catch up with Odasaku, this is the best solution now.

He turned around stiffly, towards the direction of the headquarters building of Hong Kong and Hei... No, that's not it!

Osamu Dazai stopped, suppressed a low growl from the bottom of his throat, and grabbed his hair tightly with his fingers.

Asking Chief Sen for clarification, or recruiting manpower, are all hopeless things like an afterthought. What he wants to do is not at all!

What is the difference between allowing Odasaku to go to Mimic's headquarters alone and tacitly allowing Odasaku to commit suicide?

He shouldn't just beg Odasaku to stay.

"Dazai, hold me tight." A strange sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.

Osamu Dazai was convinced that it was Odasaku's voice, it was very close, as if it was right next to his ear, with a warm smile on his face.

But when did Odasaku say this?There seems to be wind, light, and a beautiful cliff suitable for climbing...

It doesn't matter, as long as you hold on to it, right?

Osamu Dazai turned around and started to run. When he met a bicycle on the side of the road, he picked the lock and rode on it.Let's talk about apologizing to the car owner afterward.

The cold wind poured into the lungs, and even breathing felt the burning pain, so Osamu Dazai became more awake and energetic.

Because it was too vigorous, it was a bit like a flashback, which made my heart completely uncertain.

From a distance, he saw Odasaku colliding with a passerby, and the things in the passerby's hands fell to the ground, Odasaku bent down to help pick them up, and then the two sides exchanged a few words, Odasaku passed the passerby, Light up a cigarette and walk away.

good chance!

Osamu Dazai kicked his bicycle into the air, and almost the chain of the bicycle was kicked off. He rushed past passers-by without squinting, and brought a gust of wind.He rushed to the side of Odasaku but found that he couldn't stop the car, so he had to abandon the car and fell in the direction of Odasaku.

Odasaku showed a stunned expression, and gave up dodging after seeing that it was Dazai Osamu.

The bicycle flew horizontally, to a distance that no one cared about, and made a tooth-piercing loud noise.

At the same time, Oda Saku was thrown down firmly by Osamu Dazai, and both of them had bruises.

"Dazai..." Oda Saku lay on the ground looking at Dazai Osamu, his voice was extremely hoarse.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes indifferently, there was a wound on the arch of his eyebrow, and blood flowed into his eyes: "I know I can't beat you, but I caught you, I feel so relieved."

He held Odasaku's hand, guided the other party to take out the gun, opened the safety, and then put the muzzle of the gun on his eyebrows: "Odasaku, if you really want to die, kill me."

Is this a threat?

Yeah, that's the clear threat.

Osamu Dazai laughed triumphantly in his heart.

Odasaku, do you want to die?no way!Unless you kill me first, but I know you can't bear it.I have never been able to predict your thoughts, I don't know what you will think or do.But only this time, I can't be wrong.

Their eyes can only reflect each other at this moment, and nothing else can be tolerated.

Passers-by stared wide-eyed at this series of events, opened their mouths for a long time, and let out an unintelligible "ah."