[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

"Have you been going well recently, Akutagawa-kun, such as work?"

Cheng put on her apron, took out low-gluten flour and eggs from the refrigerator, tied her hair up, but couldn't find a hair tie on her wrist.

"Strange, if you're not here... Ah, thank you."

Rashomon parted out a very thin strand, hooked up the light blue hair rope that Cheng had put there casually from the small table in the living room, and handed it to her eyes.

If the Rashomon in the fighting state was a giant crocodile with sharp teeth, it now looks no different from a young, soft and tender hexagonal salamander. Cheng took the hair rope and couldn't help rubbing it with his fingertips Rashomon, who had killed all quarters on the battlefield, could only accept it submissively and obediently, and it was not until Cheng had enough of playing that the master calmly took it back.

"There's nothing worth mentioning." Speaking of this topic, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyebrows revealed his depressed mood, "Mr. Dazai, he still..."

"Well, that's it."

Seeing Akutagawa falling into depression again, Cheng couldn't help but want to pat his head, but just as he raised his hand, she took it back again.

"Oops, I almost forgot that I still had flour on hand... But, Akutagawa-kun, you also know that Dazai is not a gentle type as a teacher... Or it is not surprising that students write curse letters according to his educational policy. Cheng said, "But even so, he has his own ideas—for example, like this measuring cup."

Cheng poured the freshly opened milk into the [-]ml kitchen measuring cup at hand, and the milky white liquid gradually filled the container.

"If it is a measuring cup that is more considerate, it will mark the scale properly, but Dazai is an extremely egotistical measuring cup, let alone the scale, he is not even willing to tell you how big the cup is."

She mixed the milk with the eggs and added granulated sugar.

"He is always blaming you, telling you that the measuring cup is still far away from being filled, but, Akutagawa-kun, have you ever thought about why sometimes you feel that no matter how hard you try, you can't get his praise."

Cheng looked at Akutagawa and blinked.

“It seems to me that maybe the measuring cup he set up for you is too big—much bigger than you think, so every time you think you may have touched the edge, he will reprimand you condescendingly.” She Say, "What he sees, you should be far above where you are now...that's how I feel about it."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't say a word, but Summi never thought that his knot was something that could be relieved with just a few words.

"Of course, I'm not trying to justify the annoying part of his personality, it's just... will Akutagawa-kun regret meeting him?"

Ryunosuke Akutagawa blurted out immediately.

"No, I never thought of that."

"I guess it's the same. Then, since your relationship with Dazai is not a bad bond, it doesn't matter if you think it's a good bond for now."

Cheng poured the processed ingredients into the egg tart shell and put it into the oven together with the tray.After completing the final steps, she stared at Akutagawa again.

"What's more, any bondage has a moment to be surpassed. One day, you will become a person who can choose the right path according to your own will, even without Dazai as your guidepost, just like..."

She stopped talking, glanced at the oven, laughed and moved on to another topic.

"Sometimes I think, why can't my abilities be cooler."

"...?"

"Look, don't talk about the ideal type of Rashomon, Mr. Nakahara is also great, right?... Do you want to say Dazai's type with your expression? Come on, if I rank second, then Dazai must rank first."

"..."

"Even if it's a heating ability, not only can I make thermoluminescent special effects by myself, but it's also very convenient for cooking. The name is 'Forbidden Oven'..."

"Miss Cheng, the oven stopped working."

"Ah, the egg tart seems to be ready to eat... here, Akutagawa-kun, be careful of being hot."

She looked at the boy with shining eyes.

Akutagawa took the first bite carefully, and the rich taste and aroma spread on the tip of the tongue.

But no matter how he thought about it, he didn't know how to properly describe this taste.

"……sweet."

"yes."

Cheng laughed happily, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"That would be great."

In the previous conflict, Osamu Dazai used escapist tactics... but this time, his actions are slightly different.

Since that night, Dazai didn't talk to Cheng again, he began to deliberately keep a distance from Cheng, but it really didn't seem out of anger, dissatisfaction, or anything else.

He doesn't touch Cheng, but it's a bit ridiculous to say how much distance Dazai deliberately vacated-this probably means that when Cheng is in the kitchen, he stays in the living room, when Cheng is in the living room, he goes to the balcony, and when Cheng goes out, the two It is best to keep one to three passers-by apart, but you must not lose track of them. This level.

And if Cheng looked at him, his eyes would show obvious struggles, and finally he reluctantly looked away.

It doesn't sound like you're angry, does it?

This is more like Osamu Dazai abandoning himself.

However, he was deeply heartbroken by this, like every abandoned dog, wandering in the same place in pain and reluctance.

There is some kind of magnetic field between them that is subtle between repulsion and attraction, and Chengya has no intention of using any aggressive behavior to turn it into repulsion... She is still doing her own thing, and then the gravity naturally drives Dazai quietly Stay around her.

Today, after Cheng finished her work at the dessert shop, she suddenly felt like going for a walk, and Dazai followed behind her not too far away.

Osamu Dazai saw her go to Seaside Park. There were many people feeding pigeons in the square. She looked there for a while, then walked a while, and found many street food trucks in the bustling area. Cotton candy was chosen from the pancake, ice cream and cotton candy cart.

Osamu Dazai also saw her walking up to the puppet bear selling balloons holding the marshmallows, saying something to it, the puppet bear nodded, and then Cheng left without taking anything.

He continued to follow, following the trajectory she had walked.

When passing by the stuffed bear, Dazai was stopped.The ridiculous teddy bear patted him on the shoulder and handed him a balloon.

"Is it for me?"

he asked in surprise, and the teddy bear pointed in the direction Cheng left.

"Is that so..."

There is a trigger in Dazai's heart that is carefully hidden.

However, Kawasaki seemed to find it exactly every time, trigger it, and the bullet went into Dazai's heart.

——"She gave it to me."

Cheng sat down on a bench by the sea, and not long after, she saw a balloon floating above her head, and Osamu Dazai sat on another bench with his back against her.

"The weather today is not bad, and the sound of the waves is very pleasant."

she says.

"Yes."

The man with his back to her replied.

"Can you see the white seabirds? They're beautiful too."

"No, because I have my back to you."

"Then..." Cheng asked, "Do you want to sit next to me?"

"Sorry, I don't think so. I don't have the guts to look you in the face and say the next thing to you."

"Dazai..."

"A Cheng."

Osamu Dazai said.

"In this life, I will never have such courage."

He let go of his hand and let the balloon fly into the sky. Osamu Dazai looked up at the distant shadow of the balloon, his eyes were burned by the sun, and he almost shed tears.

——"Cheng, please marry me."