Complete Survival Manual

What happened next was logical.

——Tsushima was admitted to the hospital very smoothly.

"That's why the doctor was overweight." Tsushima sank into the soft bedding, and his elongated voice had a subtle consistency like melting honey.

Osamu Dazai was right beside the bed, he was reading a thin novel with his feet upright, and the reclining chair made a fragile and small creaking sound in due time with only two fulcrums.

Hearing Tsushima's words, his eyes moved from the book to Tsushima's face, "Does it hurt?"

"Uh-huh." Tsushima's arms rested on his waist and abdomen, and under the snow-white bandages were continuous pain and abnormal itching.He blinked in trouble, and said, "Actually, I want to go home earlier."

Osamu Dazai laughed, leaned over his body, and stroked Tsushima's hair in a soothing manner.

The fluffy hair feels good to the touch, Tsushima let him move with a smile on his brows.

Then he gradually fell asleep in the peaceful environment.

Tsushima is now in a long recovery period for the time being.

The joint Yokohama forces shared some resources. After taking out the humble machine, Tsushima was directly taken over by the long-awaited port mafia doctor.

After a round of careful examination, even the doctor let out a gasp of wonder.

The most important long and narrow wound opened repeatedly in a short period of time, and the rest of the wounds also showed signs of deterioration.Coupled with the superposition of a series of small problems caused by usually not good living habits, Tsushima's ability to support clear thinking after arriving at the airport is an excellent embodiment of tenacious vitality.

And the last thing Tsushima did before he passed out...

Osamu Dazai pressed his lips and stroked them lightly with his fingertips a few times.

[Kiss...? ]

……

Those who caused trouble in Fukuoka were all detained by the belated police.

A few days later, when Eri Ihara came to visit her boss with a sushi gift box, she explained the situation in Kyoto by the way.

"Only a small part of the people in Fukuoka are members of the House of Death." Eri Ihara took an apple, pulled out a dagger from nowhere, thinking about where to make the first cut, " Although I think you should have already guessed the composition of the rest of the staff."

Osamu Dazai explained the answer lightly, "The losers who fish in troubled waters, the pawns who expect to get vested interests."

"Quanzhong." The light of the knife in Ihara Eri's hand gradually flashed, and the apple peels were evenly scattered, "The people in the family who wanted to get rid of the president took this opportunity to show up. Thanks to them, the economic index of the whole country in the next few years There will be turmoil. After all, they are all money vampires, and this is probably the consequence of selling benefits."

"The high-ranking capitalists have been mercilessly cheated by the criminal association of supernatural beings. It should feel good to seek skin from a tiger." She put the perfectly peeled apple on the plate and said firmly: "The vigor of those aristocratic families Big injury."

The Kyoto companies that did not participate in this matter may have fallen into a carnival at this time.

In the huge field of interests, forces will be reshuffled.

"It didn't hurt the foundation. Most of the aristocratic families just turned from showing their sharpness to secretly recovering their strength." Tsushima said, "Except for forces that are too deeply involved and cannot withdraw, self-protection is the best policy."

[For example Mitsui. ]

"Ah." Eri Ihara thought of something, "Miss Yuki asked me to convey my thanks to you."

"I didn't do anything." Tsushima propped his chin, looking at the apple gradually oxidizing in the air, with a smile in his words, "My relationship with Mitsui ends here."

Eri Ihara groaned, thinking about what happened to Mitsui recently.

[Financial transfers, fraudulent accounts, a large amount of meaningless disappearance of cash... Mitsui's younger generation is almost all involved in all kinds of troubles. It doesn't look like it has nothing to do with you.The new head of the family...Mr. Naoki Mitsui, I heard that he has incurred sky-high debts. ]

[The strangest thing is that a small group of people in that family chose to give up their identity directly and wandered the world ever since. ]

[And the suicides...]

"It seems that someone from the Mitsui family had a direct conversation with Dostoevsky."

Osamu Dazai burst out laughing, and Tsushima was not surprised either.

Tsushima: "Using logic and language to play with other people's spirits is his specialty."

Eri Ihara: "..."

She kept smiling.

[I haven't said anything yet! ]

"Really, if everything is expected, won't you feel bored?" Eri Ihara felt full of trouble, and was insensitive to things like mind reading.

Tsushima didn't intend to continue this topic.

"Eri-chan, I want to eat an apple bunny!"

Ihara Eri didn't react for a while, she was stunned.

"Apple Bunny...?"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand high, his eyes gleamed brightly.He said loudly, "Me too~"

Ihara Eri choked up.

The sunlight in the white room was just right, and the beige curtains fluttered gently.Tsushima and Osamu Dazai made full use of their body language to explain to her what "super wanting" is.

Eri Ihara felt for no reason that she was now like a balloon that had been punctured, leaking at lightning-like speed amidst the crackling background sound.

"...Okay, okay, can I peel it for you guys?" She lifted up an apple weakly, and before doing it, the thought of "this is not bad" floated in her mind, and then the thought was buried in the "What kind of rabbit and apple is cuter?" and so on.

An ordinary company employee cuts bunnies for two older children in a sunny world.

Osamu Dazai lay on Tsushima's shoulders, the sweet aroma of apples slowly spread in the air, everything was like a golden dream full of milky gold.

……

This night.

The beds in the hospital are only single-use models, and even if it is a single room, the specifications of the beds will not be too large.

But obviously, there is more than one person on this bed.The size of the bed undoubtedly cannot meet the needs of two people lying down, so Tsushima and Osamu Dazai are very close to each other.

In fact, they almost matched their foreheads.

There is no language to communicate with each other. At this moment, they just confirm each other's existence in the dark.

Feel each other through breath, through temperature, through pulse and heartbeat, through everything they can feel.

[I actually thought of "later". ]

[The meaning of the word itself should be extremely distant to us. ]

Tsushima stretched out his arm.

[Since a long time ago, I have been thinking about why I am obsessed with "birth".The temptation of death is far greater than the world of life, I slowly fall in the gap between life and death. ]

It used to be for 'Osamu Dazai' who materialized me, and of course there was also a time for Junpei.And now...

"only you."

Tsushima's voice was as soft as a puff of smoke, but even so, it was enough in the silence of the night.

Osamu Dazai hugged back.

Arms overlap with arms, and the rough bandages bring wonderful chemical reactions between bandages. It may be that the atmosphere is too good, or it may be that the night blocked by glass is enough to confuse people.

Dazai laughed.

"……only you."

The clouds gradually dispersed, and the moon showed its true face in the sky.

The moonlight is really beautiful tonight.

The two people who met after experiencing a one-in-a-billionth miracle, fell asleep peacefully in the silver world.

……

[You are just Tsushima, the Tsushima who met me in a street dessert shop. ]

[In the gap between the world and the world, I met you. ]

……

[This written encounter is the greatest miracle here. ]

The author has something to say: Alright everyone, this is the end of the text.

Next is the extra episode, tentatively scheduled to have a meeting between the leader Zai and Tsushima Dazai, and a story about the past of Mitsui's family when Tsushima was a child.

As for the others, you are welcome to order special episodes in the comment area of ​​this chapter.

I will synthesize all the opinions, see what everyone likes to see, and choose two or so to write.

Please speak up~

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Finally, thanks to Guangbai and moxibustion mines!

Hug each other and turn around~