I'm such a big son

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Miss Rimbaud, who was temporarily unable to make a sound, rolled her eyes, and then froze—the eyes hurt!

Looking back at the disease "scarlet fever" with medical methods ten years later, as long as the patient wakes up and actively cooperates with the treatment, it is only a matter of time before the patient recovers. It is nothing more than a long course of disease and painful complications. These are trivial matters.

His fair cheeks were covered with an abnormal blush due to the high fever, and Rimbaud's quiet and docile lying in the quilt was in stark contrast to the state of a boy who almost wanted to poke a hole in the sky before. The absolute truth is that no one would have believed that such an off-the-cuff girl would look like ashes in a few years.

Rimbaud sensitively raised his eyelids to look at the black-haired boy who was staring at him in thought. Osamu Dazai stroked his chin and continued with the question just now: "Nai, Miss Rimbaud, do you really not consider a blind date?"

What is the blind date, what is the blind date, what is the blind date for?You unfilial son!Why are you in a hurry to marry off my old lady? !

Although she couldn't speak, her eyes and expression were quite expressive, and she made him laugh: "Oh! You'd better pick an old bachelor who has money and no children, and send slugs to kill him the next day, I can Helping fight for the inheritance, I feel more relaxed than being a cadre of PortMafia, and earn more!"

As he spoke, he turned on the phone with a heartbeat, as if he really wanted to put the theater in his brain into action. Rimbaud, who had no doubts about the operability at all, curled his mouth and narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be in a very good mood being coaxed by him .

"I say you!"

Alice in a nurse's skirt suddenly appeared with the medicine. She didn't dare to get close to Osamu Dazai. She lay on the other side of the hospital bed to help Rimbaud change the medicine, pouted her lips and murmured: "Abduct Miss Rimbaud!" Alice will hate people who don't!"

"Ah~ah~ what if Mr. Mori is the one who kidnapped Miss Rimbaud?"

He deliberately lowered his voice and winked at Alice like a child whispering, and the supernatural life body immediately fell into chaos: "Rin Taro is a big villain!"

Alice screamed and disappeared, and the feedback brought back by [Disqualification in the World] really ran away.

——Everything about her is set by Mori Ogai, regardless of appearance, personality, preferences, and even behavior and language.It can be said that Alice is another Mori Ogai, entrusting all the soft feelings and innocent fantasies of this person.She is also his ubiquitous eyes and ears, an adornment in perfect camouflage, and a receiver when he throws the pot away.

Osamu Dazai has always been very interested in whether Alice has her own intelligence and ideas, especially after learning about Alice’s template—I don’t know if the nurse would copy it disgustingly. The machete split Mr. Mori into Mr. Mumumu...

Osamu Dazai didn't know what the anthropomorphic appearance of [Disqualification in the World] would look like, how it would look at itself, whether it would hate each other or work together... There was a case in the "book" that became a good friend with a different ability, but that kind of The situation is really rare and cannot be expanded. Most people with supernatural abilities still regard supernatural abilities as tools.Therefore, it is difficult to say whether Alice was put here by Mori Ogai to monitor Rimbaud's existence, or if there is any other meaning.

Complying with the setting given by Mori Ogai himself, the blonde girl will always deliberately show a state of hating Mori Ogai. This kind of repulsion and disgust that is emphasized all the time is not the bad taste deep in Mr. Mori's heart—even if you hate it To the bone, you can never leave me...

Even if you escape by chance, you will still have to return to me in the end.

——He is really a terrifying and difficult man, Miss Rimbaud...he is not his opponent at all.

"You have to get well soon, or the stupid slug will be in danger. That guy has only one tendon in his mind, and he won't feel fulfilled by lying to him."

In the end, he just said this, and hid on the other side of the curtain, took out a book from his pocket, and read it with relish.

After a long time, the glass window of the isolation ward was knocked, and Nakahara Naka was floating outside the window, holding two bento boxes in his hands, wishing to smash one of them directly on Dazai Osamu's face.

"Your soba noodles! If you dare to leave me half a mouthful, I will stuff the whole bento box for you!"

As soon as the window was opened, he "floated" the thing in, gave Osamu Dazai a vicious look, stayed outside and stretched his head to look at Rimbaud: "Recover well, when you recover, you can retire at home and take care of you, I will support you! "

The speechless long-haired woman smiled helplessly, and moved her fingers to drive him away.Osamu Dazai, who was holding a chicken feather as an arrow, immediately trembled, as energetic as a husky who met a cow cat: "Mom told you to go fast ~ go fast ~ beep beep——"

The orange-haired boy outside the window gave him a "wait for me" look, worried and went to see Rimbaud again, and turned and floated away when he saw that she was indeed awake.Osamu Dazai seized the opportunity to close the window with a loud bang, Mei Zizi was looking for a place to eat with his soba noodles, Rimbaud stared at the white rice porridge beside him: "..."

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On the third day after being admitted to the isolation ward, the persistent high fever suddenly tended to worsen. Rimbaud endured it silently, and accepted various auxiliary treatments quite cooperatively.The medicine and the injection didn't seem to be stuck on a living person, she didn't have any resistance reaction, and she didn't even feel the muscle tension when she was in pain.For doctors, such a patient is no different from an ideal state, but from a purely human point of view, this is not normal-dodging after pain is a normal phenomenon, and it is not a fool who does not dodge?

On the fifth day, the high fever gradually subsided, and there was good news every day. On the seventh day, the symptoms of pharyngeal swelling disappeared, and she finally no longer had to be forced to be a mute.Ten days later, the dense red rash turned into gray-white dead skin, and Rimbaud felt like a cat in the moulting period, which would flutter and scatter the fine pieces of skin that would fall off if he turned over casually.

Twelve days before and after, at No.12, Mr. Tiansen and Alice appeared at the same time. After careful inspection, he happily announced that the isolation ward could finally be revoked, and the patients who stayed here could go away.

"But... Mr. Lantang... I checked the other face-to-face for you by the way. Except for the weakness after recovering from scarlet fever, there is no problem with your body, and there is no neurological disease. So... the symptom of being afraid of cold should be Psychological rather than physical, do you need me to refer you to a psychiatrist?"

At this moment, Mori Ogai was as warm-faced as any good boss who was worried about his subordinates. Rimbaud pushed back his hair hanging in front and showed a pale smile: "No, just wear more when it's cold. It's not good for me." What kind of."

"Well, that's what I said, you choose yourself."

After he finished speaking, he nodded, and simply turned around and left. Alice stayed behind and looked back frequently. If it weren't for Dazai Osamu watching over him the whole time, it's hard to say whether she would rush into Rimbaud's arms and cry...

"Go, go home."

She changed into the new clothes that the medical staff brought in tremblingly, opened the door and walked forward slowly.In any case, it took me half a month to get up in bed, and the muscle weakness couldn't be eliminated in a short while.The members of the organization who came and went in the corridor saw her with dull expressions and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look any further. After hearing the news, Hong Ye hurried over to visit her and couldn't help but choke silently after seeing exactly what she was wearing. .

The big red slim dress was covered with a thick woolen black coat, which looked more like humiliation on an adult "male"... Probably because Rimbaud was too cold and sharp before, everyone was perfect Dodges another answer the question might have.

Fortunately, Miss Hongye's mind was sober and her reaction was quick, and she immediately reorganized the cause and effect here. Mr. Lan Tang, it should be Miss Lanbo in the first place!

Her already fair complexion became paler due to the torment of high fever and disease, as white as the snow covering the top of the mountain in early winter, her lips were also a little darker, and her whole person was a little more tender and weak - could be shot down at any time The kind of "weakness" that surpassed anyone...

"Congratulations on recovering, Mr. Lantang. Is your child ready?"

Rimbaud tilted his head: "What preparation?"

In island countries, it is still necessary to prepare some ceremonial objects when taking patients home, which means to drive away the disease and evil spirits, and pray that everyone in the family can stay away from illness.Rimbaud's family...of course there is none, they are all from Leibo Street, and it is lucky that they did not starve to death before being adopted.

Rimbaud himself didn't care about these things. After thanking Miss Hongye, the two passed by, and a fluffy note was stuffed into her pocket.

Dazai took half a step forward to block Miss Hongye's movement, scratched his hair impatiently: "Ah, hurry up, I'm so hungry, and the nasty slug gave me soba noodles for twelve days in a row. It's all about soba! I don't want to see soba again for the next ten years!"

Worse than him, Miss Lan Bo, who had been eating white rice porridge for twelve days, also nodded vigorously with sympathy, and the two reached a consensus in an instant - sneak out to eat something and go home pretending nothing happened.

It's a pity that this plan couldn't be put into practice. Oda Sakunosuke had already driven his car and waited in the square on the first floor. Mr. Nakahara, who was also wearing a black suit and a hat, was sitting on the roof of the car waiting for someone... Obviously he was cheated out I am afraid that someone will take the lead and run out to wander.

"Going home, Yin cooked soba noodles, I have to eat a bowl!"

Osamu Dazai wailed and lay down on the spot and kept rolling. Rimbaud was hesitant to take the same action as him, and Chuya had already jumped from the roof of the car onto her back and pushed her forward: "Hurry up, you are not afraid of the cold. ?" When passing by Dazai, he stomped on him indistinctly, "There is still leftover rice porridge from yesterday, you can eat white rice porridge."

The black-haired boy stopped talking immediately, got up and patted his clothes to seize the seat where Rimbaud was stuck in the back seat—he was angry on purpose, this kind of childish revenge method was not very powerful, but it was very disgusting!

Chuya Nakahara: You are sick!Are you courting death? !