Yokohama 8pm Theater

"--I believe you."

The kite-colored pupils suddenly contracted, and the disintegrated eyes also shattered more thoroughly, melting into the watery light in the eyes.

Michiko looked at the reacting young man in front of her, and for a moment had the illusion that he was about to cry.

However, this is not an illusion.

Before the water vapor was about to condense and slip from the youth's eye sockets, Michiko's body took the first step to respond.

The left hand is on the back of the young man's shoulder, and the right hand is covering the back of his head, pressing half of his body and head in his arms.Michiko realized what she had done, and suddenly felt a dilemma.

"you……"

"You...were crying?"

She felt a little ridiculous and a little overwhelmed.

Although the young man's face could not be seen, the cool dampness from the right shoulder through a thin layer of pajamas told her clearly that Osamu Dazai was indeed crying.

"...Could it be... that in Qianzi's eyes, I am a hard-hearted person?"

A nasal voice came from his arms, aggrieved and pitiful, it was like a completely different person from the usual Dazai.

Of course, the so-called "Dazai Osamu" is only judged by Michiko through intuition and the only two-year memory that comes to mind.

Think he can't cry = think he has a heart of stone - I don't know how Dazai came to such a magical conclusion?What's more, she was just a little surprised, and didn't think he couldn't cry!

Michiko felt helpless, but she didn't dare to discuss any logic at this time, lest someone would think about it again and wrong herself to death.

She patted Dazai on the back lightly, comforting him in the way she used to comfort her daughter: "Of course not. Not only are you not a hard-hearted person in my heart, but you are a sensitive and fragile coward."

The young man in his arms did not speak, but stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Michiko's coat at the waist.

Even if what he really wanted to do was to tightly wrap around the woman's waist, when he acted, he only dared to be so cautious and tentative, not daring to make any bold moves.

"It's hard work..." he muttered, "It's really hard work, Chiko... You disappeared, and Oda Saku disappeared, but I have no clue. All clues, all inferences point to "death" ", but I don't want to and I don't want to believe it.Is the world different?If not, why should I—”

The last words were not uttered, and the syllables that stopped abruptly disappeared into the air.

Michiko quietly bent down, and asked Dazai

Bian got a little closer: "I'm by your side now, and I won't disappear again."

The hand holding her coat suddenly tightened, but the gloom and sadness that lingered around the young man did not dissipate.

Michiko suddenly remembered that time at the hot spring hotel, when she asked him if he had something to fear, Dazai Osamu also had the same kind of aura around him, which was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

"So... is 'this' what you've been afraid of?"

Afraid that she would say that she didn't believe him.

Afraid that she would look at him with the eyes of a stranger or even an enemy.

Afraid that she would no longer have nostalgia for the forgotten past, leaving him wandering in the maze of memories alone, unable to find his way.

Michiko couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, and actively shortened the distance between the two to an inseparable degree.

The remaining bit of unfamiliarity was also erased, and in a trance, it seemed that they had returned to the time when they were all in Hong Kong and Hei, and the feeling of deja vu came to my heart.That was a past she hadn't remembered yet, but the memory of her body and the familiarity in her heart made everything logical.

"It's all over. What you feared won't happen, and it can't happen. Feel it? Now is real, and I'm real, hugging you."

The utmost tenderness is enough to destroy all tenderness.

The hand holding the hem of the clothes seemed to loosen a little, and then, Michiko felt her waist being hugged tightly.From the initial temptation to the later disregard, the strength gradually increased, as if it wanted to crush her whole.

"I know." Dazai's voice finally fell from the clouds, without the feeling of illusory and unreal, "I know this is the world I belong to. So—"

The ending sound was lengthened, but there was no further text.

Michiko waited patiently, and she even rubbed Dazai's fluffy and soft hair with her hands, signaling him to take his time, and she was not in a hurry.

"...That's why I never gave up looking for your traces, so I kept expanding the sphere of influence of Hong Kong gangsters, and that's why I confronted the "Feishiyuan". "

Speaking of this, a self-deprecating chuckle sounded: "I didn't realize how big a mistake I made until I was sure that you all joined the "Feishiyuan" and Qianzi became the King of Gold.Robbing Guochang Lu Yejian, designing and inducing Bellini, and giving Guochang Lu Yejian a hint are all calculations, but... there is absolutely no conspiracy in the matter of Yuko.I know how important she is to you, and I just want to keep her safe, that's all. "

Michiko softened her brows and said jokingly: "Could it be that she treats you

Is it not important? "

I thought that as the child's biological father, Dazai would take the opportunity to show something, but what was waiting was a long silence.

"Qianzi, you have to give me time." Dazai finally spoke, his voice seemed to be enduring something, "I...I am a despicable and vile person, neither tolerant nor kind. Because Yuko is someone you cherish , that's why I value her, but for me to fully accept a child you and someone else conceived from the bottom of my heart... I need time."

The smile froze, and the warm and harmonious atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"--Wait a moment!"

Michiko pressed Dazai's shoulders with both hands, and pushed him out of her arms.

She asked with a serious expression: "What did you just... say? The child I conceived with other people? How can you be sure that Yuko is not your child but someone else's child?"

Realizing that something was wrong, Dazai immediately shut his mouth.

However, Michiko didn't intend to just let him go.

Thinking of how hard she has worked to bring up her daughter, and trying to reduce the damage caused by her father's lack to her daughter, a certain person still puts on a bitter and bitter look, thinking that Yuko is not his own daughter, she is almost going to be angry Laughed.

"If you don't make it clear now, then I won't give you a chance if you want to say it later."

"..."

"...Qianzi, I still have the basic knowledge of sex, and I will take safety measures every time, just to prevent accidents when we are not ready."

"Oh, is that so?" Michiko folded her arms around her chest with no expression of joy or anger, "What if I say Yuko is your and my biological daughter?"

Saying so, Michiko took out her cell phone, called up the paternity test result she had just received a few hours ago, and then threw it at Osamu Dazai's bewildered face.

The whole set of actions is done in one go.

Before Dazai could react, Michiko had already turned around and entered the back room.The quick action and the imposing manner make people feel very bad at first sight.

Dazai: ...

Holding the mobile phone in both hands, he stared straight at the small line of identification results on the screen, and did not look away for a long time.

"boom--"

The balcony door opened from the inside again, and Michiko, who was supposed to leave without looking back, walked up to Dazai briskly, and snatched her mobile phone back from his hand with a "swipe".

This time, when she reached the door, Michiko stopped, turned her back to Dazai, and then entered the room.

"—Yuko said that she wanted to eat Matsuba crab tomorrow, but she didn't know

Is there any suitable shop here? "

It was late at night, and after the thick bed curtain was drawn, the whole room was plunged into pure darkness.

Michiko returned to the bedroom without turning on the light, and there was no need to turn on the light.She went back to bed as softly as she had left, ready to sleep.

At this moment, Yuko who was lying on the other side suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards this side.

"...Mom, will Uncle Tsushima be my new father?"

Michiko didn't expect Yuko to stay awake and ask such a question.She put her arms around her daughter, and asked softly, "Why did Yuko ask such a question?"

"...I didn't see my mother when I woke up. I wanted to find my mother, and then I saw you and Uncle Tsushima on the balcony."

and so--

The picture of her hugging Dazai to comfort her was seen by her daughter?

Michiko thought for a while, and decided to take this opportunity to solve certain problems, so she continued to ask: "Does Yuko like Uncle Tsushima? Do you like Uncle Tsushima as Yuko's father?"

"Well... If Mom likes it, I like it too. If Mom doesn't like it, I don't like it!"

Hearing such an answer, Michiko couldn't help laughing, her heart was both sour and sweet.

She bent down, rubbed her daughter's soft face affectionately, and then told her the truth of the matter in a simple and understandable way.

"——Then I don't want him to be a father! I don't want to like him for the scoundrel who abandoned me and my mother!" Yuko said angrily, while covering her head with a quilt.

Michiko was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Dad, he didn't abandon us on purpose. Dad, he's been looking for us. It's all the fault of those real villains. They not only made Mom lose her memory and forget Dad, but also prevented Dad from finding us."

"Well...the father is so pitiful. I have a mother, but my father has nothing."

"Yeah." Michiko said, caressing her daughter's face, "so mom is trying to deal with the big bad guys so dad can get back to Yuko."

Yuko rolled her eyes, kissed Michiko on the face with a "baji", and whispered, "Come on, Mom! I will cheer for Mom!"

Michiko smiled and kissed her daughter back, then lay down in bed, hugging her and getting ready to sleep.

"……Mother."

"……Um?"

"...Can I just call him 'Daddy'?"

"...This one - Yuko can ask in person tomorrow."

……

The next morning.

Dang Michi

Yuko and Yuko walked out of the room, and Dazai, who lived next door, also came out at this time.

As soon as the little hand in her palm was loosened, Michiko saw her daughter running towards Dazai quickly, tugging at the hem of his suit, and then Dazai squatted down.

The two whispered a few words, but they didn't know what they said. They could only see the expression of the black-haired young man suddenly changed, and he froze in shock as if his heart had been pierced.

A little light appeared in the eyes that were always soaked in black, gradually softening a piece of water.

Michiko said inwardly, "Oops, this familiar development gave her a bad premonition—"

"Won't his tear ducts have to work again?!"

Today's headline of "Supernatural People Daily": Shocked!The King of Gold at the seaside hotel held a Hong Kong black lover, and the two hugged each other tenderly until dawn!