Yokohama old father writes book daily

People live for something.

The people of the world are fighting for power and profit, or wandering and superficial, not knowing where to go, and having no fixed mind.

For Sakunosuke Oda, the only thing he can do is grasp the present moment.When you see a person in need, you will do what you can to help; when you see an orphan who has no parents, you will take them home to raise them;

There is only one thing that he is always procrastinating on, which is to put the story he most wants to write on paper.

The reason is not special, it's just that I feel that I can't write well.

It's a pity that things in the world are most afraid of delay, isn't it?As it dragged on, the children died, and the will to live dragged away.

"Dazai..." the red-haired man sighed.The black-haired young man in front of him didn't take his life seriously at all, and actually threatened his own life just to stop him. Isn't it too worrying to act recklessly like this?

Really, don't worry at all.

The red-haired man didn't dare to take the gun directly, because he was worried that the gun would go off by accident, but he didn't want to continue to hold Dazai's head with the muzzle of the gun, which caused too much psychological pressure.

In the end, he could only carefully let go of the hand holding the gun, and he was forced to disarm.

Dazai's brows burst into a deep smile, and the iris-colored eyes showed a pure brilliance as clear as a mirror. With a flexible twist of his fingers, he hooked the trigger and made a frightening movement. The gun spun like a fidget spinner for several times. Zhou, when he finally pressed on the ground, the insurance had been closed silently.

Dazai's attitude towards a gun as a killing tool is too contemptuous.

The red-haired man felt that he should be angry, but when he looked into Dazai's happy eyes, he couldn't help feeling a trace of pure joy.

He was caught by those eyes like prey caught in a bear trap.He wanted to look away, but at the next moment, he was firmly grasped at the same time.

The heart that was gradually freezing because of the death of the children was cut open so easily.

"Odasaku, you still have a gun." Dazai said briskly.

Reluctantly, the red-haired man did it himself, handing over the other gun to Dazai as well.As a prisoner, he has cooperated to the point of losing his dignity.

But there is no way, he knows the consequences of not cooperating, Dazai will definitely use crazier ways to coerce him, his heart will never bear it.

But in this way, is it really impossible to die?

The red-haired man suddenly felt very dazed.

A sentence slowly came to his mind, although he didn't know who said it: "...Even if you try to push back and refuse, it will gradually become impossible."

Probably a good-for-nothing natural volume said?

In short, this sentence is right.He had indeed lost the strength to push Dazai away, and even wanted to kiss Dazai a little bit.

People live for something.

"I really want to eat curry..." he said softly.

What he really wanted to say was "I love you."

But suddenly confessing to a friend in this situation?There is really no way to say it.

He raised his hand and pressed his eye sockets, because he always felt that his eyes were sore, and he might want to cry.

A very tiny petal of a wisteria fell from between his fingers.

He was in a trance for a while, and found himself back in the day and night, back in front of the gods.He stood with his arms tied, and beside him was Dazai who was in a happy mood.

Recalling what happened just now, he instantly felt ashamed.He actually almost did something to hurt Dazai again.

The life and death of the children is a long scar in his heart.For Dazai, his life and death are not the scars on Dazai's heart?

Now that the children are alive, so is he, and the scars on his and Dazai's hearts should no longer hurt.

[garbled code] looked at them very indifferently, and nodded slightly: "Not bad, you two are very good, [reward] has been accepted, and both of your wishes will come true."

An ordinary-looking pen appeared in the hands of the red-haired man. He clenched the pen tightly, blinked his eyes, and collected his thoughts: "Thank you."

Compared with the overly shiny pen that Fyodor gave him, this one is suitable for writing at home.

[garbled characters] waved nonchalantly: "Go back, both of you."

In an instant, the two were sent out of day and night, and out of the realm of the gods.

[Gibberish] Crossed your legs and thought about it quietly for a while, before you stretched your waist: "Well, sure enough, people from another world are very interesting, just like the Russian with a long name who came here before."

However, that person did not make a wish to him before, and he clearly had a strong desire to realize it, but he refused to let the gods realize it. He just asked about the information about the [book] and the world of possibilities, and then left.

Oh, it's so embarrassing.In the final analysis, He is neither a magic lamp genie who fulfills wishes nor an intelligence dealer who sells information.How does a creature like human beings position itself?It's really - he likes it!

The two humans who were sent away returned to the primeval forest.There were no other children around, but the next moment Emma appeared.

"Mr. Oda, Mr. Dazai, did you meet [garbled code]?"

"Well, it went well, how about you?"

Emma laughed cheerfully: "It's going well, a new agreement has been made, and all edible children will be saved!"

"Congratulations, Emma." The red-haired man was sincerely happy. He couldn't stay in this world for a long time due to his own reasons, and couldn't help fight the ghosts. He was actually very worried about the children here.

Now he doesn't have to worry so much, because it seems that the reliable children can take care of everything by themselves.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Emma is a hero."

"Eh? No more!" Emma blushed, "Where are you going next?" She actually wanted to invite these two people to the shelter as guests, but her sense of responsibility and prudence made her finally give up.

"Don't worry, we will return to our world soon." Osamu Dazai waved his hand.

They bid farewell, and parted ways after a short reunion.

After watching Emma go away, Osamu Dazai turned his head with a smile, stared at the red-haired man and said, "I did it Odasaku, I caught you! Should I be rewarded too?"

"What reward do you want?"

Dazai Osamu put on a pondering look, then clenched a fist with one hand and smashed it on the palm of the other, as if he had a flash of inspiration: "Oda Zukuo, you have always had a story that you most want to write, right? Write me in it, and there must be a lot of scenes , only a little less than the leading role."

"it is good."

This promise was too fast, which made Dazai Osamu a bit suspicious. The red-haired man explained: "I originally planned to do this."

In the book written by Natsume Seishi, next to the place where the page was cut off, there is such a line: "Man is born to save himself. You will understand when you are about to die."

The red-haired man has long understood the meaning of the phrase, but it's not all.

He did have an epiphany at the moment of death, but after that, he chose a new path for himself, a path of redemption between him and Dazai.

The killer doesn't kill anymore, and he isn't alone anymore.

"By the way, Dazai, about Fyodor—"

"Ah." Osamu Dazai made an unhappy voice, "In this kind of atmosphere, you actually want to mention annoying mice. Are you serious, Odasaku?"

"Seriously, because this matter is more urgent."

The seven walls contain the element of time, and time moves with thought as they pass.In other words, everything that happened during the day and night after that was taken out of time and can be understood as something that happened in an instant.

But after returning to reality, it was different. The red-haired man suddenly remembered that in the world of possibility, there was an enemy who took away the [book] and was eyeing him.

Osamu Dazai writhed unhappily like noodles, but after thinking of something, he felt comfortable again: "I almost forgot, Oda Saku gave me a wonderful Christmas present. How did you think of giving me a kimono? "

"I saw it in an off-season discount store when I was dragged out by the children during the day. At that time, I thought that the gray pinstriped linen kimono might look good on Dazai, so I bought it on the spot."

Yes, the real Christmas gift that the red-haired man entrusted Manshiya to Dazai was actually a kimono suitable for summer.

No matter how practical he is, he won't be so ignorant of romance that he gave Dazai the travel certificate and the communicator as gifts.He considers himself to be an ordinary and ordinary man living in the city, definitely not an idiot who is divorced from human society and doesn't even know the basic concept of gift giving.

In addition to being honest, he occasionally became witty.Just like the time when he just returned to the world of possibilities, even if he lost two chunks of memory, he still knew to talk nonsense in front of Dazai, so as to keep people for dinner.

Kony said the gift was a surprise and not to be revealed in advance.So when Dazai asked coquettishly on the phone, he told Dazai the other two things that he asked Master to bring along with the gift.

Those can definitely be counted as part of the gift, but the focus is still on the kimono.

So the red-haired man didn't lie, he just concealed part of it.

Compared to the surprise that the red-haired man successfully delivered, Osamu Dazai's eyes were obviously bright for other reasons: "Oda Saku managed to trick me on the phone, and I was really surprised when I received the kimono! I Let’s just say that you always hide it, for example, when you dismantled the duds, I was only willing to tell you about such an interesting thing, which made me remember it for a long time.”

"Remember up to now?" the red-haired man couldn't help asking.

Is it the same as the promise of firm tofu?

Such a Dazai...it's so distressing.Although he knew that Dazai deliberately mentioned this matter at this time, just to win his sympathy and guilt.

He seldom takes the initiative to talk about his affairs with others, not because he wants to hide them, but because he thinks his affairs have no value in telling.

His life is dull and boring, only the part related to Dazai is very exciting.

So the autobiographical story he wanted to write was destined to be full of Dazai.

"Of course I remember it till now!" Osamu Dazai emphasized affirmatively, "Forget about dismantling the duds, it must be super fun to visit the off-season specials with the children, right? Remember to take me with you next time."

"Okay." The red-haired man agreed seriously.

Dazai was satisfied.

The red-haired man felt something was wrong.

Why did Dazai rambling on about the topic, just not wanting to talk about Fyodor?What is Dazai trying to hide?

He didn't have time to think about this question, because Fyodor really found Osamu Dazai, and Immortal Toya immediately chose to let the two travel back.