Even Dazai can't think of it

The smoke in the air was floating slowly, Osamu Dazai seemed to be choked by the dust, he lay on the ground and coughed several times, and then sat up half-sitting on the ground, half-dead and weak, and said: "This kind of strength... Although it didn't work What effect, but it seems that I have been drinking milk seriously recently, and I have grown up, Chuya."

"..." Nakahara Chu couldn't be happy at all when Osamu Dazai commented in such a gratifying tone. He roared out with veins on his head and gnashing his teeth, "Shut up, Dazai, you bastard!"

Although a large wound was rubbed on the elbow by the ground, and the bandage covering the skin was stained with blood and dust, Osamu Dazai didn't seem to care about these injuries. He calmly tore off the bandage near the wound: "At this time, you should You are still in the unloading bar of the port supervision, could it be that you left your work and came here?"

Zhong Yuanzhong snorted unhappily: "Who would leave work and run around like you!? I came here after finishing my work properly!"

Osamu Dazai deliberately added accents to a certain word: "That's why I was worried about this side so I rushed to finish the work? You're really like a father, right Saki?"

Nakahara Chuya: "... Huh?"

He had an intuition that something was wrong, but Nakahara Chuya repeated the sentence in his mouth more than a dozen times, but he felt that there was nothing wrong. Nakahara Chuya looked at Hatsusaki who showed approval and nodded again and again, and a little bit of emotion surfaced in his heart. An imperceptible depression and dryness.

And Osamu Dazai stared at Chuya Nakahara with a sullen expression, and felt happy after a long absence——

Is the existence of "gods" actually bound by the mere brother-sister ethics in the world?

The girl in kimono seemed to have noticed something, she looked at Osamu Dazai in confusion, her body moved, as if she wanted to go to Osamu Dazai, but Nakahara Nakaya beside her held her shoulder.

Hatsusaki turned his head blankly and looked at Nakahara Nakaya, and Nakahara Nakahara froze for a moment, the reaction just now was completely subconscious, even he himself didn't know why he instinctively stopped Hatsusaki from approaching Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Nakaya His eyes drifted towards Osamu Dazai, and he dryly found a reason: "...there are all traps over there, don't go there."

"...?" Hatsusaki turned her head to look at Osamu Dazai who was almost kicked into the minefield. For a moment, she didn't know whether to say that Osamu Dazai was lucky or to praise Chuya Nakahara for his accurate grasp of strength. She looked at the whole body Osamu Dazai, who was covered in dust, asked hesitantly, "Are you... all right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also "tsk": "How can there be any question at this level—"

"There's something wrong," Osamu Dazai deliberately showed a weak expression that Nakahara had never seen before, he held the bloody bandage fragments, and said pitifully, "It hurts, whether it's a wound or a kick Place, ah, I feel like my bones are about to break quq!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded: "..."

Chuya Nakahara's pupils trembled: "......This is Osamu Dazai!? This is Osamu Dazai!?... No, no, calm down, maybe Osamu Dazai was knocked out and soaked in cement, and then sank to the Yokohama port. Maybe the enemy sent someone to impersonate Osamu Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai; "..."

A Dazai slowly made a question mark.

Knocked him out and soaked him in cement to sink his body in Yokohama port... I really hate him, Chuya, Osamu Dazai thought happily.

"It hurts?" Hatsusaki didn't pay attention to what Nakahara said. She instinctively clicked on the lottery box, but then remembered that disqualification in the world can eliminate the ability, so Hatsusaki couldn't use the healing ability to heal him, she paused Suddenly, the wide sleeves of the kimono were lowered again to cover her hands, "...go to the nearby clinic to get the medicine."

"Okay," Osamu Dazai showed a tea-scented smile to Nakahara Nakaya again, and said softly to Hatsaki: "Then let's go to the clinic first."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "...vomit."

Groups of mafia detoured from the path to the smoking building. They skillfully eliminated the traps on the ground, and then the solid door was broken open by the white-haired supernatural being, and the smoke filled the air. Several protective masks were not worn properly. The guy staggered and fell down.

Hatsusaki glanced at it, then looked away.

Although Osamu Dazai tore off most of the bandages in time, the wound was still covered with coagulated blood. In order to avoid infection, the doctor carefully removed the bandages with tweezers, and the wound was torn open again, blood oozing out.

Hatsusaki covered her eyes: "Hiss—"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "The wound is on me?"

Hatsusaki showed her gray pupils from between her fingers, she nodded very seriously: "I know."

The doctor took out medical alcohol, Dazai Osamu hadn't felt the pain of the alcohol yet, Hatsusaki took another breath and covered his eyes nervously.

Osamu Dazai: "...Pfft."

Doctors have seen this kind of situation a lot. Which little girlfriend didn't see her boyfriend hurt like this?He comforted with a funny smile: "Don't worry, you and your friend didn't shake, it will be fine in a while, it doesn't hurt."

Seeing that Osamu Dazai's wound was covered with a new bandage, Nakahara was also very upset: "Go back to work when the wound is healed, and then beat my sister's attention, next time I—"

He paused, considering Hatsusaki was by his side, in the end he didn't let out the harsh words of the past, but just gave the leisurely Dazai Osamu a look, and then led Hatsusaki out.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about Nakahara Chuya's attitude, just smiled and looked back at Hatsusaki and made a few mouth movements. Hatsusaki realized what it meant after reading the note box, but before she could respond, Nakahara Chuya He also led him out of the clinic.

The winter sky darkened very early, and now the sky is already glowing red, Hatsusaki realized belatedly that Nakahara Chuya had almost wasted the whole afternoon in the clinic, she pulled out her hand and rubbed her wrist Asked: "I wasted an afternoon in the clinic. Doesn't Zhong also have a job... Is it okay if I don't go back now?"

Nakahara Chuya clasped his fingers again like nostalgia, the gentle cold wind blew away the residual temperature of his fingertips, he put his hands back into his pockets uncomfortably, and said casually: "It's okay."

The lanterns in the distance gradually lit up, and the warm yellow light vividly illuminated the whole street. The orange hair was quietly scattered on the collarbone, moving slightly with the owner's movements, and the cobalt blue pupils glowed with warmth. Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked very gentle: "And I have already made an appointment to go to the festival together tonight."

Hatsusaki: "..."

Although I know that Zhong only sees her as a younger sister (female) and younger sister (child), but Zhong Ye under the lantern looks too good-looking!

In order to conceal her heartbeat for a second, Hatsusaki pretended to be nonchalant and shifted her gaze to other places. The stall owner on the side of the street saw her looking over and introduced enthusiastically: "Do you want to buy a lantern? Take a look at this one! It looks great with your kimono!"

The lantern in the stall owner's hand was the most gaudy lantern in the whole stall. Although it was indeed the most exquisite among them, it was useless once the festival was over, and it didn't fit anywhere.

Just as Hatsusaki wanted to refuse, Nakahara took out an appropriate amount of banknotes from his wallet and handed them over, without even negotiating the price, he took the lantern lightly and simply, then turned around and handed it to her.

"Take it," Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed lightly, his reddish side face covered by the warm yellow light, "It's a festival anyway, the most important thing is to have fun."

"But..." She didn't need this, she was already very happy.Because there was always something wrong with this sentence, Hatsusaki swallowed the second half of the sentence, she nodded obediently, "Okay."

But he said he wanted to go to festivals, but in fact, Zhongyuanzhong didn't know how to make it more fun. It wasn't that he had never been to temple fairs, festivals and other lively places, but it was the first time he came with close people.

He stood there for a moment, glanced around the stall, and looked a little excited: "Do you want to play goldfish fishing? There are quite a lot of people."

"..." Hatsusaki didn't want to make the atmosphere stiff, but she didn't really want to get closer to the goldfish fishing stall, but Nakahara Chuya looked forward to it, she thought this was Yokohama, and it was impossible to meet Sawada Tsunayoshi here They, after convincing himself with this reason, Hatsusaki nodded, "Okay—huh?"

She had just responded, and Zhong Yuanzhong dragged her past the goldfish stall. The young man turned his head slightly and looked at her helplessly: "If you don't want to play, you can change it. If you need you to force yourself in front of me, then My brother is too unqualified."

Under the yellowish light, the girl's eyelashes moved slightly, and then she nodded slightly.

The cheers of the crowd came from behind like a wave, and Zhongyuanzhong also changed its position, blocking the excited crowd, frowning and looking into the distance: "Why are you so excited all of a sudden... Oh, it's a street parade."

A float full of lanterns is slowly driving on the street. Girls in bathrobes and carrying lanterns dance and dance softly. The light and shadow change cheerfully. The girls on the float smile gently at the people on the roadside.

Hatsusaki grabbed Nakahara Chuya's clothes subconsciously like a child who found a new toy: "Look at that, Chuya, it's so beautiful!"

Before Zhongya Nakahara could respond, Hatsusaki let go of her hand, took out the phone with difficulty, pulled out the camera and took several consecutive shots, her eyes were full of amazement.

"You..." Zhong Yuan looked slightly sideways at the girl beside him. He seemed to have encountered some huge problem, and the words were stuck in his mouth, as if they were stuck.

Hatsusaki felt a gaze that couldn't be ignored, and turned her head blankly to look at Nakahara Nakaya. The orange-haired boy covered his mouth with a fist and coughed lightly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the dangling tassels on the girl's ear hair accessories, and touched them lightly with his hands as if bewitched.

Hatsusaki: "...?"

The girl's gaze was even more bewildered, her face was full of confusion, Zhongyuan Zhong also gently tugged at the black choker on his neck, and whispered in a tone that he himself found inexplicable: "You... are prettier than her. "

The sound of the crowd was wave after wave, Hatsusaki instinctively moved closer to Nakahara Nakaya: "What?"

Among the crowded crowd, Nakahara Chuya reached into the long kimono sleeves, and held the girl's fingertips for a very brief moment. The warmth was gone as soon as she touched it, and the blood rushed to the tips of her ears.

Then Hatsusaki finally heard the boy's nervous voice:

"...you look beautiful in a kimono."