[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

After obtaining Cheng's forgiveness, Osamu Dazai sneaked into Nakahara Nakaya's house, where he had been staying for a while, quickly packed his personal items, and found that the door lock was (again) broken in Nakahara. With an angry roar, he hummed happily and fled away, leaving behind a sincere farewell from Zhongya Zhongya, "Don't come back again, bastard!!!".

Before nightfall that day, Osamu Dazai had already returned to the door of his own home not long ago with his suitcase in his hands, and rang the doorbell.

After Kawasaki Summi opened the door, she couldn't help being amused by Osamu Dazai's overly reserved behavior.

"Don't you have the key?"

"That's right, but I want to experience the touching scene of the prodigal son returning from a long distance hugging his lover tightly at the door."

"What kind of return from afar is this, Dazai, it's the deserters who threw themselves into the trap, right?"

"Hey - Ah Cheng hasn't forgotten about this?"

Changing into a comfortable and loose indoor sweater, Cheng leaned against the door, her maroon curly hair was tied up casually, a few strands scattered around her white shoulders and neck, her whole person looked soft and comfortable.

Therefore, even if she is being ridiculed by this kind of her, the soft and malicious eyes will turn into spring buds or catkins, scratching the heart slightly itchy.

Cheng sighed helplessly and amusedly, and opened his arms.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment: "Hey...?"

"Don't you need it, Dazai?" Cheng tilted his head and retracted, "If you don't want it, then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Osamu Dazai let go of his hand immediately, regardless of the suitcase that hit the ground, and bet on perhaps the most determined will and the fastest movement in his life to hug his lover until he could truly feel the embrace. in the temperature.

"suitcase……"

Kawasaki Summi, who was hugged too tightly, made a muffled sound, Dazai quickly relaxed a little, and Cheng raised his head to look at him.

"Is everything in the suitcase, isn't it a bit small?"

"Identification documents, bank cards and checks, guns, bandages, a change of uniform, that's all." He stared blankly into Cheng's eyes, "I thought this one suitcase would be enough, even in my At a funeral, it would be good enough as a relic to remember my whole life... But, it doesn't seem to be the case."

Cheng combed Osamu Dazai's slightly messy hair with his fingers, waiting for his next words, but the other party grabbed his wrist.

"If I decide to go wandering, my suitcase is nothing compared to yours..."

Dazai kissed Cheng's inner wrist, feeling his pulse beating slightly under the fragile skin.

"If I can't take you away...then even I can't leave body and soul intact."

The cohabitation life started naturally like this.

After all, Osamu Dazai's work is of a special nature, and he can't force the two of them to maintain the same routine. Fortunately, if Dazai is willing, he can let himself act quietly and dexterously like a cat. Becoming a person has become commonplace.

—Of course, occasionally like today.

When Cheng, who was sleeping alone the night before, opened his eyes, he found that he was resting on someone's arms, half-standing up, and saw a familiar face.

Cheng always felt that Dazai Osamu's sleeping face seemed to have an unusual innocence, but if Dazai Osamu was asked to evaluate it himself, he would say that only when he was sleeping in Cheng's eyes could he possess that quiet innocence.

"Although children want to grow up...sometimes I hope you can remember that you haven't been away from children for long."

Cheng murmured softly, reaching out his hand to touch Dazai's cheek, but at the moment when he was about to touch it, Dazai suddenly opened his eyes, pulled Cheng towards him, turned his body over at the same time, and pressed his lover into the soft quilt condescendingly .

The two looked at each other for a while, then laughed almost simultaneously.

"Are you scared, Ah Cheng?"

"It's not true, but this is the most like pretending to sleep so far, and you will win this time."

Dazai pulled Cheng up, his eyes touched her collarbone, feeling a little distracted.

— If only there were no jobs.

The hateful thing is that the task directly issued by the leader Mori Ogai did not give him time to do other things.

"As a bonus, cook what you like for breakfast."

"—Ah, what a pity, sooner or later I will kill the hateful boss!"

"What's the matter, don't you even have time for breakfast?"

"Indeed." Dazai said while putting on his coat, "I'm going out for a short time this time, about a week. As for your safety, Ah Cheng, don't worry, I've already—"

Osamu Dazai, who was "chirped" by Cheng on the face, unconsciously forgot what to say.

"Then, pay attention to safety, and work harder."

After Kawasaki Sumire finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

"This kind of line, I have always wanted to say it once."

"...I'll do my best to get the job done and try to grow wings and fly home."

Osamu Dazai said dumbfoundedly.

Because he was interrupted midway, Dazai couldn't explain his arrangement about keeping Kawasaki Summi safe, but Cheng quickly understood his arrangement.

One reason she was able to discover it was her unusually keen observation ability. As for the other reason, it was probably because the person performing the task was not very good at hiding her tracks.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was still quite new to this type of work.

At the same time, Chuan Kawasaki discovered that the child was deliberately keeping a distance from her. She always saw his figure from the window sill every morning, but when she walked out of the house, she couldn't even find the dark corner of her clothes.

When this situation lasted until the third day, Kawasaki Sumire simply pushed open the window.Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was paying attention to the surrounding situation below, paused when he saw her, his gaze fell there subconsciously, and his body was ready to leave at any time.

But Kawasaki Summi, who appeared in front of the window, walked away immediately. After a while, her shadow appeared again. Akutagawa Ryunosuke saw that she seemed to raise her arm, and then something flew out of the window.

Akutagawa took a closer look and saw that it was a paper airplane the size of a palm.

It wobbled, fluttering and drawing a staggering arc. Before it flew halfway, a gust of wind picked up. Seeing that the paper plane was about to fall to another place, Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't bear to use Rashomon to knock one of them away. Pick it up and roll it over neatly.

Akutagawa picked up the paper airplane and discovered why it was so difficult to fly.

There are two sticky notes taped under the right wing of the paper airplane.

The first reads:

"Akutagawa-kun, good morning."

And the second one:

"Since the weather is so nice, let's add some sugar."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke hesitated for a while, and finally took off the candy stuck under the left wing of the plane.

On the other side, remembering that Cheng, who hadn't taken the food out of the oven, came back to the window from the kitchen, the boy's figure had quietly disappeared.

There is only a paper airplane lying quietly on the windowsill.