Woke up and I became Da Jae's bandage

There are several advantages of not being a human being anymore.

One, you don't have to walk yourself.

Second, you don't have to think about what clothes to wear every day.

Third, you don’t have to worry about not having enough money to support yourself.

but! Yes!

All these advantages are not as great as the psychological impact caused by a shortcoming.

That is - I also can't eat delicious food!

For example, right now, there is a large bowl of Japanese ramen in front of me, with extra beef, but I can't even drink the soup, I can only smell it.

"Shut up—"

Someone is eating noodles, which are very fragrant.

Don't even think about it, this man is called Osamu Dazai, and at this moment I am being tied to his right hand.

Once you accept the matter of becoming a bandage psychologically, you will find that it is not a big deal—after all, it is "alive" in another sense. I have always been an optimist, and I am very happy to see this bustling world again. There are too many physical entanglements, maybe I can live longer than the guy in front of me who lives by licking blood with the tip of a knife.

Having said that, Dazai is a very strange person, and he has a strong ability to accept.The fact that my bandage can suddenly speak, would definitely feel haunted if it were put on an ordinary person. If it were me, I would probably chop up that bandage, burn it to ashes and throw it into the sea, and burn it at home for three days Three nights of high fragrance.

Osamu Dazai not only accepted it, but even found it interesting.

You see, isn't this person quite strange?

Thanks to him, I was able to stay and occasionally accompany him out to see the scenery, everything is fine.

Just the fact that you have to sleep staring at Osamu Dazai all night is kind of annoying.

An hour ago, he was still sleeping soundly in bed. After being woken up by the alarm clock, he reluctantly got up. It seemed that he had an appointment with someone, so he dressed up and came to the noodle shop to eat noodles.

A drop of oil splashed out of the bowl and landed on me.

I immediately blew up. Since there were still many customers in the store, I lowered my voice: "Hey, you guys, be careful! Don't splash on me!"

With his mouth still full of noodles, he glanced at me: "Huh?"

I have heard this "hmm" too much in the past few days-every time I protested when I was dissatisfied with what he did, he often tied me in a knot after he said "hmm". on sticks.

I immediately changed my words in a low voice: "Dear Mr. Dazai, can you please hold your hand high, eat lightly and eat slowly, and be careful not to splash on the people next to you? Of course, it doesn't matter if you accidentally splash it. Can you clean it up after you go home?" Woolen cloth?"

He coughed a few times, as if he was choking, so he took a few sips of water next to him to calm down.

There were footsteps at the door of the store.

Osamu Dazai ignored me and put down his chopsticks.

——Someone is coming.

The man was a bit short, wearing a black hat that covered his brown-red hair, and his black coat was casually worn, almost hanging on his shoulders.If his habit of dressing like this is put in our school, he will definitely be scolded from head to toe by the dean, and then kicked to the door of the classroom as punishment.

He pulled away the chair opposite Osamu Dazai, sat down carelessly, crossed his legs, and slapped his hat on the table.

His slap didn't matter, it happened to slap Dazai Osamu's chopsticks off the bowl, and it just fell on me, leaving a row of soup marks.

"You..." I abruptly stopped the swear words before I swear, it can be seen that after staying with Osamu Dazai for a few days, my stomach has grown.Be tolerant to diversity, tolerance is a virtue.

The brown-haired guy opposite showed a confused expression: "Dazai, did you hear anything just now?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Voice? No."

After speaking, he added another sentence: "It must be Chuya, you have worked too hard recently, and you have hallucinations."

Alarm bells were ringing in my heart—Chuya Nakahara, another terrifying insurgent of the Mafia, the news of what happened in Yokohama before was well known throughout the country, and he was as difficult to deal with as Osamu Dazai.

Fortunately, I didn't curse just now, otherwise I might have turned into a soup bandage at this moment.

Nakahara didn't bother about the sound anymore, he stretched out his fingers and tapped on the table, and leaned towards Osamu Dazai: "Sister Hongye has already found out the whereabouts of 'Yu', we can go there tonight .”

Um?what?

Osamu Dazai obviously understood the endless words, and he immediately asked, "Is it Kanagawa?"

Zhong Yuan also shook his head: "Tsurumi, Dazai, you sometimes guess wrong."

These two are guessing riddles here!I didn't understand a word.

"Mr. Dazai, what is 'Yu'?" On the way back, I asked curiously.

"Huh? I didn't expect Ah Che to be so concerned about my affairs." Osamu Dazai smiled.

I got goosebumps from his yelling "Ache" - of course, this is just an analogy, everyone knows that the bandage is very smooth and there are no bumps at all.I even want to call him nonsense, can I not care about him, caring about him is caring about myself.

Instead of answering my question directly, he turned into a convenience store and bought a bunch of food such as bread, water, coffee, and a bottle of detergent by the way.Immediately after returning home, he untied me and soaked it in the basin, squeezed a little detergent into it, and washed the oil on my body.

I was almost moved to tears - of course, this is also an analogy, everyone knows that there is no water in the composition of the bandage.

After washing the oil stains, he wrung me dry, and then took out another hair dryer. Seeing that the situation was not good, I hurriedly said: "This wind is a bit too strong, Mr. Dazai just put me on the balcony to dry naturally, there is no need to make such a fuss .”

He smiled lightly: "I'm going to Tsurumi to catch kittens at night. If you get wet, it will affect my mood."

……

The fierce warm wind blew on me, and I didn't make a sound.

—He couldn't leave me at home alone.

Just three days ago, because I really couldn't understand his rotten living habits hidden under his seemingly gorgeous appearance, and complained a little, he smiled and tied me to a stick outside the balcony. a bird's nest.I don't want to go into details about the following things. In short, for me, a clean freak, it was a tragedy on earth.

When Osamu Dazai came home that night, he was a little embarrassed. He had an ugly face, and he roughly pulled me in from the window and dragged me into the sink to wash it off.Then he raised his hand and looked silently.

It was only then that I realized what had happened—there seemed to be something wrong with his special ability "Disqualification in the World", and it seems that if he leaves me, it will be invalid.How should I put it, at that moment, I felt a little pleasure of revenge in my heart, and I was even a little lucky.At least in this way, my life is guaranteed, and I won't be thrown away or shredded by him casually.

My thoughts were brought back by the sound of the button that stopped the hair dryer, Osamu Dazai shook me in the air, and wound me around his right arm again.

"'Feather' is a gem. It was originally a collection of Mr. Mori. It was stolen by these naughty kittens. We want to get it back."

He spoke suddenly, talking about the question I asked him on the way.

"What collection is so important?" I always talk a lot, and I don't care if the question is appropriate, so I opened my mouth to ask.

He glanced at me and smiled.

"It is said that 'Yu' can split time and space under certain conditions."

……

Huh?