Woke up and I became Da Jae's bandage

I'm going to take Osamu Dazai for a dental implant today.

The doctor who made an appointment two weeks ago, the broken molars have been pulled out—please don’t make me recall what happened on the day the tooth was pulled out. Ken let the doctor do it, shame on him.

So I spent a long time convincing him about the dental implant.

"Azhi, think about it, with new teeth, you can use the back teeth to gnaw bones. Didn't you like to eat crispy bones before?" It’s a bit of a pain, but it’s no big deal.”

He sighed and seemed to accept the offer reluctantly.

On the day I went to the hospital, I was still wary of his repentance halfway, and I pulled him very tightly all the way.

Osamu Dazai has known my temper for a long time, he is as docile as a cat - resisting me will not have any good results, and I will be nagging me for several days when I go home, so it is better to be obedient.

I think, after Osamu Dazai finishes having his teeth planted, we need to plan our trip.

Osamu Dazai's health has not been very good in recent years. When he was young, he tossed himself too much, causing problems here and there. When he was old, these hidden dangers would burst out all at once.I often have a headache for this, but he always doesn't take it seriously.

While we are still able to walk, I want to take Osamu Dazai out for more walks and see the scenery.

On this day, Osamu Dazai sat on a chair and looked at his newly planted teeth in the mirror, and I mentioned traveling to him again.

"Although we have been to many places over the years, it is still necessary to go out and relax. At home and abroad, is there anything in particular you want to see?"

He smiled into the mirror, his eyes calm and gentle.

"Ache, just come and make a decision." Osamu Dazai said, "Don't worry too much about my body, it's fine to run and jump around with you, and I'm not an old man with a cane."

The "old man" in his mouth is probably President Fukuzawa. We went to visit President Fukuzawa a few days ago. The old man was sitting on a chair with a cane and was smiling.Can you imagine that the serious President Fukuzawa is actually a joking old man at this age?

Time really changes a lot of things.

"Okay, I know you don't want to worry about these things." I stood behind him holding his shoulders.

We have been living the most ordinary life. After graduating from graduate school, I entered a company to do clerical work. Osamu Dazai worked in a detective agency for more than ten years. Later, he also left there and began to learn to try various types of work and experience life. .

He has raised bees, helped Oda Sakunosuke build fish ponds, worked as a postman for a while, and even applied for a job as a lighthouse keeper.He can do everything with his hands, and every job can be done very well.

The only thing that dissatisfies me is that his life skills are declining day by day.

I don't know if it's because of being with me that he doesn't want to use his brain more and more.A person who is obviously so smart, but lives like a child.

I complained about him at first, but let it go.

I have accompanied him all the way to the present, witnessed the haze around him, and experienced the tenderness and love from Osamu Dazai.He is not a person who let his guard down easily, and I am very content to let him gain even a moment of inner peace.

After all, he is my Azhi.

"Because Ah Che can always arrange it perfectly." He picked up a piece of beef jerky on the table and chewed it, "Well...it really makes eating more comfortable when your teeth are healthy."

"Remember to brush your teeth seriously and don't be lazy."

"Okay, Ah Che is nagging again."

I stroked his hair, which was gray under the brown.

"The last time you dyed your hair was half a year ago, right?" I muttered, "You need to tidy up when you go out, wait a minute, I'll take care of it for you."

"Ah, don't you want to wash your hair now?"

"It's easy to wash your hair!"

"But my back hurts."

Why did he suddenly have a backache when he was asked to do something.

I can't do anything about him, sigh.

"Then you lie on the bed and I'll wash the head office for you with a basin."

He paused, and smiled to himself: "Ache, don't always spoil me like this."

"You know that too? Don't you think it's a bit late to say this after so many years?"

In the end, he listened to me and washed his hair, wiped it with a towel and sat back on the seat.

Osamu Dazai waited for me to bring the hair dye, and looked in the mirror as I helped him put on earmuffs.I squeezed the two hair dye creams into a plastic bowl and mixed it, then picked up the comb and applied it little by little.

I am very envious of Osamu Dazai's hair volume. My hairline is getting more and more precarious every year. I plan to shave my head if it keeps falling like this.

Osamu Dazai watched quietly for a while, then reached out to twist the end of his hair, but I pushed it away with the back of my hand.

"Don't touch it, it will stain your hands." I said.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Ah Che, I seem to be dyeing my hair more and more frequently."

I said "hmm" and didn't pay much attention.

So he went on.

"Sometimes I'm scared, and sometimes I'm blessed."

My hand holding the comb stopped in mid-air.

I looked at Osamu Dazai.

The years have left clear marks on his body, gray hair, wrinkled skin, and legs that have become less sharp.He is indeed getting old.

I understood what he meant.

He always pretended nothing had happened, just because he didn't want me to worry too much.

I dug out a spoonful of hair dye cream again.

"I'm so old, I know some things without saying it." I said lightly, "If you have to choose one, you'd better walk in front of me."

Death is such a thing that the person left behind is often lonelier.

I dare not imagine Osamu Dazai returning to being alone again, it must be hard to bear.

I can not let it go.

"Speaking of which, I haven't said the word 'sacrificing love' for decades." Osamu Dazai sighed, "You'd better not give me a chance to mention it again."

My hands shook slightly.

I rearranged my emotions and pulled his hair.

"Do you want to eat big fortune pancakes tonight? Mr. Ranpo just sent a lot of them a while ago. I'll steam some custard for you."

"Add less soy sauce."

"Of course I know."

When my hair is done, I take off my gloves.

Osamu Dazai suddenly grabbed my hand.

"Ache, I have a place I want to go." He said.

It was rare that Osamu Dazai had thoughts on his own, so I sat down beside him and listened carefully.

"Let's go to Hokkaido again. Do you remember when I was 18 years old, I went to the Hokkaido Shrine?"

Of course I remember, I remember clearly every step he took up the steps in the Jingu Palace.

"Let's go and fulfill our vows."

Dazai smiled and closed his eyes.

He hung a blessing sign for me in the shrine and prayed for my safety.

I shake his hand back.

"Okay," I said, "this time I will accompany you to pray for the two of us."

He nodded.

Moist fluid dripped from the corner of his eye, and I wiped it off for him.

"Ache, thank you all the time."

"Don't say such sentimental silly things, it's not like you at all."

"Thank you."

I squeezed his hand even tighter.

"Okay, this naive old gentleman." I said softly, "I'm going to add soy sauce to you if you keep talking."

"Ache is so cruel."

I looked at him, stood up and hugged his shoulders.

"Aji, we'll all be fine."

He paused for a long time and put his arm around my waist.

The breeze blows into the room with the scent of flowers, probably spring has arrived.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qiongtu Moke;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：青山几重48瓶；阿夏Natsu、酒酿小圆子20瓶；是阿辰鸭、筇笛、晴颜的宝藏小兜兜10瓶；宅3瓶；西风漂流、判官、凤1瓶；

I've been thinking about what Mr. Dazai would be like if he was older.Probably, even if the body is old, the heart is still young.

The writing is not perfect, after all, I was writing while crying, I feel too OOC, please forgive me.

This article is over, I hope our Mr. Dazai can continue to live a happy life, even if his hair is gray and his teeth are loose, he is still the happy Dazai.

The new article next door "My Lucky EX as a Hong Kong Black Man" will be updated below.

The protagonist is an artificial human co-produced by Hong Kong Hei, Ponglevaria, and Einzbern's family. The ability is called Lucky EX, which is super lucky.There are hidden abilities from the above three families in him, so as a tool man, how can he change his destiny and take control of his own life?Let's see the breakdown next time.

(Actually, I lived the life of group pets in Hong Kong and Hei. Talk about what kind of experience it is to have Shuanghei as a teacher.)